The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 561 Sword Injury!palm prints! [Four more! 】

In Huanhua Pavilion.

Su Ting pushed the sword with one palm.

Yungong stabbed with a sword.

The mana of the two burst out, and the fairy art came out together.

For a moment, it seemed to be frozen here.

As the two continued to compete, it seemed that a certain boundary had been broken!
As a result, where the two of them collided, an infinite aura poured out, as if it was about to sweep the world and move in all directions, like a tsunami-like power.

The elders and disciples watching the battle around were all awe-inspiring.

Fortunately, the arrangement had been made earlier, and the formation already had a half-immortal in charge, so the tsunami-like power was confined within the formation, otherwise, the surrounding hundred miles would be razed to the ground.

But this kind of power is even more frightening if it is confined to one courtyard.

The power inside was sweeping back and forth, as if it wanted to crush everything inside, then grind it into powder, and finally turn it into powder.

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The elders and disciples of Huanhua Pavilion were all startled.

They didn't think that Dao Xing was far superior to Su Ting's Yungong, so they would lose this match.

But they also felt very palpitating about the scene in front of them.

For the other party who caused this scene, the young elder of Yuanfeng Mountain, they didn't despise him in the slightest.

Even if Yungong won this time, the Elder Su who fought to this extent with the seventh level of heaven can still make people amazed.

It's just that such an earth-shattering scene can't help but make people worry a little, whether the two of them can survive.

"The pavilion..."

"It's okay, it won't be life-threatening."

"Is this Su Ting really so powerful? The true biography of our sect is overwhelmed by the realm, and it's even fighting with him to this extent?"

"He's really powerful, otherwise he wouldn't be revered by Donghai as an invincible god, and listed as standing shoulder to shoulder with little fairy Ge Zhengxuan."

The pavilion master let out a sigh of relief, and said: "It's just that, it's not enough to beat Yungong with the seventh level of heavenly deeds, even if he can produce five kinds of fairy arts with one palm, even if he has six superior magic weapons in one hand."

"The six magic weapons in his hands are at the highest level?"

"That's right, and it's very compatible with his fairy art, and it seems to be of great help. I'm afraid it was refined for this fairy art."

"Then the outcome?"

"Keep watching."

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Outside the array.

"big cow?"

The elf swallowed.

She just felt a little cold all over her body.

She was in mid-air, waving her thin wings, and froze for a moment, almost falling down.

With her godly eyes, she couldn't see through the scene of the surging power inside.

She couldn't help feeling a little worried.

After all, Daniel's opponent is a half-immortal from the Jiuchongtian, and not just an ordinary half-immortal, but a true disciple who came from the Immortal Sect and also learned the world's best skills.

And the other big killer in Daniel's hands cannot be used.

Under such a situation, the gap between Dao and Xing is really too big.

Although it is not life-threatening, I am afraid that the injury is inevitable, and I don't know how serious the injury will be.

"It's all your fault for trying to be brave!"

While the little elf was worried, he seemed to vaguely see Su Ting's figure. He breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help complaining secretly: "I'm arrogant all day long, and I don't want to beat other girls at the same level. I have to find a tall guy." Yes, ask for trouble, ask for guilt."

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in the array.

Su Ting only felt that the celestial art in his hand was broken, his vision was dim, and he fell backwards.

Immediately, the infinite power, like a tsunami wave, was turbulent, submerging him and rolling him.

He flipped through it countless times, as if his internal organs were turned upside down, as if his brain was almost torn apart.

It wasn't until all the power gradually diminished that Su Ting managed to stabilize himself, and was able to use the remaining magic power to let himself fall to the ground.

"This time it's really a big deal."

Su Ting was panting unsteadily, and barely stabilized himself, knowing that the injury was serious, he was secretly startled.

This is the first time he has faced the half-immortal so directly.

He didn't use his Celestial Eyesight.

He didn't even use the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife.

He just used the fairy art he had realized to compete with it.

Even though he took advantage of the power of this set of magic weapons, Yun Gong also took advantage of the power of the magic sword, so using the magic weapons was not considered an advantage.

In such a situation, he was able to fight Banxian to this extent, and he was very satisfied in his heart.

He took a deep breath and looked at his palm.

There is a sword mark on the hand.

The sword mark ran across his palm, to his wrist, to his forearm, to his shoulder, and finally passed through his right chest.

This is just the aftermath of the sword energy.

After being intercepted by his immortal technique, the power of the sword qi is completely non-existent.

But even so, such a shocking injury was left on him.

Su Ting looked away from his injury and looked forward.

The momentum ahead gradually diminished.

Su Ting's sky eyes can also see the scene ahead.

The young woman, holding a sword, stood where she was.

Her white clothes are like snow, and her clothes are neat.

She was obviously not disturbed by the momentum, and she didn't appear to be in a state of embarrassment.

In contrast, Su Ting was rolled continuously and was seriously injured, making his whole body look very miserable.

"The victory and defeat are already divided."

Su Ting looked sad and sighed.

Even though he fights against the immortal sect's nine-level half-immortal with the seventh level of heaven, he will be defeated if he fights to this point, which is enough to be proud of.

However, he has practiced all the way, and he has rarely encountered failures. At this moment, he can't help but sigh and feel a little regretful.

"You have won this time."

Su Ting waved his hand and said: "Su is indifferent and doesn't value reputation. If you win, you win, and if you lose, you lose. Don't mention the difference in realm."

On the word realm, his tone was a little heavier.

As for Yungong standing in front of him, he didn't move for a while.

Su Ting wondered inwardly, even if the opponent won, he wouldn't be so domineering, and wouldn't even answer Su's words?
"Elder Su may not be defeated."

Yungong suddenly spoke, but the voice was the same, but the tone was extremely complicated.

Su Ting heard a lot of meaning from it, it seemed unbelievable, there seemed to be a lot of dissatisfaction, there seemed to be two points... resentment?

Su Ting was taken aback, but after a round of fighting, life and death were not divided, and now Su has suffered a big loss and suffered many injuries, why does the other party still have resentment?

Su Ting felt strange, looked at the woman in white in the mist and dust, but saw that the woman in white was clean, standing where she was, with an elegant posture, like a fairy Ling Chen.

Immediately, the smoke, dust and mist gradually dissipated, revealing the true face vaguely.

The light of Su Ting's third eye moved slightly, piercing through everything, and seeing the whole picture of Yungong clearly.

Immediately Su Ting fell silent, and retreated a little bit.

Because he saw it with his heavenly eyes and saw it very clearly.

At this time, the beautiful and delicate face of this fairy was suddenly red.

And the red area, upon closer inspection, is a palm print!
"..."

Su Ting glanced at his hand, the sword marks on it were shocking.

Just now I felt that the opponent's sword was really hurt too badly.

But now it seems that this sword can bear it.

At least he didn't cut off his own hand.

(End of this chapter)