Lord of Kyushu

Chapter 242
Without any hesitation, Ke Yue pointed out three fingers in succession on her left hand. With each finger, pure essence would emanate from the fingertips and land on the sword in her hand.

Yang Ze had only clamped the sword with his two fingers, and he looked very relaxed, but only he knew that to do this, he needed keen insight and strong blood Only by force can it be done.

Now that Ke Yue's three fingers were down, the pressure on his two fingers doubled, and his face immediately changed.

"Crazy woman!" After Yang Ze shouted in his heart, he let go of his two fingers, and his figure suddenly retreated to the back. At this moment, a dazzling white light rose from the sword of the long sword, and the whole long sword , was immediately surrounded by white light, and shot out with powerful fluctuations.

Yang Ze retreated very fast, but the sword shot out faster, it was only one breath, and there was only less than a foot away from his chest.

Looking at this scene, Ke Yue showed a smile on her slightly pale face. She did not hesitate to consume more than half of the true energy in her body and poured it into this sword, making this sword completely out of control, and also suppressing the power of this sword. , pushed to the extreme.

Ke Yue seldom uses this move on weekdays, because once she uses this move, it is very powerful, but there is another disadvantage, that is, once she uses this move, she can't control it at all. Whether the enemy will live or die depends on whether he can block this move.

For example, Yang Ze at this time, after Ke Yue's sword was easily blocked, she made this move. Originally, she still had many choices, but Yang Ze went down two cities in a row, which brought too much pressure on her. She didn't want to delay any longer.

Amidst the buzzing sound of the air, this sword stabbed at Yang Ze with a powerful sword force. Yang Ze was still constantly retreating, but the distance between the two was getting closer, and he felt a strong force. The crisis is approaching crazily at this moment.

Yang Ze's scalp was numb. Although his physical strength was stronger than that of martial artists of the same level, he also knew that he would never be able to withstand the power of this sword. If he was hit head-on, he would be seriously injured if he did not die.

At the very moment, Yang Ze let out a furious roar, and the wind-piercing palm exploded with all its strength, and the palm wind whistled, and the shadows of palms emerged and merged together, turning into a huge phantom palm, and slapped together with the sword.

The collision of the sword and the palm, a strong wave swept out, and the ground of the arena was lifted up on the spot, and the shadows of the palms collapsed under the sword, and the shock wave swept over Yang Ze's body. Yang Ze's face was a little flushed, and he stepped back four or five steps.

During the explosion, a white light pierced towards Yang Ze's heart. Yang Ze let out a roar, and the blood on his body exploded. He clenched his fist with his right hand, and all the blood gathered on this fist as he clenched tightly. , Qi and blood were squeezed, a cyclone shot out from his fist, and hit the white light that was stabbing in front of him.

The white light flashed, and the cyclone collapsed on the spot, but in the next instant, a second cyclone popped up again, continuously bursting and reappearing, and after repeating eight times, the scattered airflow gathered together, forming a huge Fist, bombarded on this white light.

boom!
There was a huge roar, the white light collapsed, the fist dissipated, a sword fell to the ground, and a stronger wave swept out from the center of the two explosions.

Yang Ze flicked his sleeves, and the aura of the late stage of the pulse-opening state erupted from his body, blocking the wave, and then stepped out, before Ke Yue, kicked the sword away with a sweep. .

As soon as he landed his kick, Ke Yue saw his sword being kicked away. Furious, Yu Zhi pointed out and hit Yang Ze's sole with force.

With the Great Spinning Breaking Step, Yang Ze's figure was illusory for a moment, he avoided the finger force, and he didn't retreat, and pointed out with the diamond broken stone.

His fingers brushed against Ke Yue's body, and with a soft moan, a gash was cut on her body, blood splashed out, and Ke Yue took a few steps back.

"If it weren't for the fact that you are a woman, I would have already pointed at you with the finger just now. You are defeated, so get out." Yang Ze looked at Ke Yue, and had to say that Ke Yue was also There are some studies on fingering, but compared with him, it is not of the same order at all.

Ke Yue glanced at the wound on her left body, and felt a pain coming from it. In fact, Yang Ze didn't need to tell her, she also knew that she had lost.

As an arrogant person, she has to admit when she loses. She didn't have any nonsense, picked up the sword she had left on one side, and got off the ring by herself.

In the battle with Ke Yue, a ten-foot-long mark was punched on the ground of the ring. The power of that sword forced Yang Ze to use all his Bajiquan to block it.

"It seems that these people didn't know me before, and they weren't familiar with my usual habit of fighting, so they were easily defeated by me. These disciples on the Misty Body Training list more or less have a few tricks close by. I can't be careless anymore."

Yang Ze silently thought in his heart that the previous two battles were too easy, which caused him to be careless, and he didn't want to accidentally capsize next time.

When he was muttering in his heart, Dongfang Ming had already landed on the ring.

"The outer sect disciple of the Zhantang, Dongfang Ming, ranked seventh on the Piaomiao Bodybuilding List, and No. 160 on the Kyushu Bodybuilding List!" Dongfang Ming said after appearing, clasping his fists.

"Outer disciple of the battle hall, Yang Ze." Yang Ze also clasped his fists in return.

"I didn't expect that this time, the Tianjiao of the Martial Academy was born in my battle hall again. Although you defeated Junior Sister Ke Yue in our battle hall, I was able to see a new Tianjiao appear from the battle hall. In my heart, I am still very pleased." Dongfang Ming said loudly.

Yang Ze was a little puzzled, he didn't know what Dongfang Ming meant.

"It seems that you brother Yang Ze seldom come out and walk around, so I will tell you today that in the martial arts academy, the most powerful hall is our battle hall. Among the top ten in the Misty Body Training list, our battle hall With three of them alone, and after you squeeze in, the top ten people in our battle hall on the Misty Body Training list will reach four.

For each of our Zhantang disciples, it is one thing to be strong, but the strength of the people behind us is also another aspect. When I see a new Tianjiao in the Zhantang, do you think I should feel relieved? . "

Dongfang Ming patiently explained to Yang Ze, after listening to his words, Yang Ze finally understood what was going on.

"Thank you, Brother Dongfang, for clarifying the confusion. I practice a lot on weekdays, and I know very little about these things, but you don't need to give me any more time to recover. My consumption is not great, and we can start now."

Yang Ze said with a smile, in fact, seeing Dongfang Ming's appearance, he knew that Dongfang Ming was deliberately giving him time to recover his cultivation, so as to achieve the goal of a fair fight.

"Hahaha, you saw through it in just a few words, it doesn't matter, since you can't wait, then let's do it." Dongfang Ming made a gesture of invitation.

This time Yang Ze was not polite. With a lunge, his right foot suddenly stomped on the ground, and the ground was broken in a circle. In exchange for extremely fast speed, he was close to Dongfang Ming in the blink of an eye.

Yang Ze clenched his fist with his right hand, and slammed directly at Dongfang Ming's face in a circle. Dongfang Ming pointed out with his left hand, and a finger sword was fired, hitting Yang Ze's fist.

A punch fell, and the power of the fist blasted out, and Dongfang Ming's finger sword was directly destroyed. The momentum of Yang Ze's punch did not weaken much, and he pressed down on Dongfang Ming's body with an indomitable momentum.

The moment he was about to touch Dongfang Ming's body, Dongfang Ming suddenly pressed his whole body towards the ground, then bounced his body and retreated back.

Yang Ze's punch landed, hit Dongfang Ming's afterimage, and punched a big hole in the ground. The power of the fist didn't decrease, and it continued to bombard the ground. The ground of the arena exploded eight times in a row.

"What a domineering punch, let me meet you with my finger sword." Dongfang Ming sighed secretly, and pointed out with both hands, and the ten finger swords shot out at the same time, aiming at everything on Yang Ze's side. direction, blocking his way.

The momentum of the punch dissipated, Yang Ze waved his left palm, and the force of the palm exploded. The air flow in the affected air changed, and the attack of the ten-finger sword was directly drawn towards him.

The sound of breaking the wind burst out, and the ten-finger sword approached him. Yang Ze's eyes flashed, and he used his left hand to use the wind-piercing palm with all his strength. The air in front of him was squeezed together, and there was a sharp blasting sound. Hit by this strong palm force, they all collapsed.

The explosive leg stepped on the ground, and the ground exploded ten times in a row. The ground beside Dongfang Ming exploded, and a burst of blasting force pressed out. hit.

The moment he jumped into the air, a sense of crisis rose. Dongfang Ming didn't even think about it. A long sword flew out of the storage bag and landed in his hand.

True essence was poured into the long sword crazily, and at the moment Dongfang Ming's aura reached its peak, a sword aura nearly twenty feet long slashed down.

At the moment when the sword qi slashed down, Yang Ze used all his strength to cast the diamond crushed stone finger, and along with this finger, his true essence condensed into a phantom of the finger, blocking the sword qi.

Terrible fluctuations swept out from the center of the collision, shaking the protective cover of the entire arena to flicker.

Everyone in the stands watched this scene nervously. Since challenging Zhou Xuexian, this was the first time such a fierce battle had occurred.

Dongfang Ming was different from the previous three people. From the moment he made a move, he used his own methods and never gave Yang Ze a chance to suppress himself.

The sword energy and finger strength were still colliding, Dongfang Ming's eyes flashed coldly, and with a slight push of the sword, the sword energy became stronger, and several cracks appeared on the surface of the illusory finger condensed from the real essence.

　The second one will be later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)