Tianyuan Divine Art

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About a quarter of an hour later, more than 2000 spectators entered the arena one after another, and the entire arena was almost full.

At this time, the four golden immortals who had been chatting casually also came to the four corners of the battle platform. After each of them played a fairy trick, a transparent protective cover emerged from the surroundings of the battle platform and spread in all directions. Come on, soon, the entire auditorium is protected by that transparent protective cover.

At the same time, the voice of the host also sounded in the arena: "Everyone, welcome to our Arena of Kings, and then you will see the most exciting battle. Let me introduce to you the two sides of this battle The first one to appear is Leng Wushuang, who has won seven battles in our Arena of Valor!"

Amidst the cheers of many spectators, a young man in white with a handsome appearance and a cold face slowly walked into the platform from the entrance below the battle platform. He just looked up coldly at the shouts of the crowd. He glanced around, then lowered his head.

"The next one to enter is Jing Hun, who has won hundreds of victories in the Overlord Arena in Scarlet Cloud City. Although it is his first time to participate in a death battle, he doesn't seem to be nervous at all. I'm afraid it will be another battle between dragons and tigers today! Judging from the records of the two of them, one is the winner of seven battles to the death, and the other is the winner of a hundred victories. It seems that the two sides seem to be evenly matched, and I don’t know who will have the last laugh in this battle!"

At the other entrance of the battle arena, a man pretending to be a big man walked into the arena calmly. He looked at Leng Wushuang on the opposite side cautiously, indifferent to the noisy voices around him, and there was a deep look in his eyes. fighting spirit.

"The two protagonists of this death battle have already entered the arena. I wonder if all the friends present have bought their bets? If not, then I can only tell you helplessly that you don't have this chance, because... I declare, The battle begins now!"

Under the shout of the host, Leng Wushuang drew out a low-grade flying sword with a cold light, and pointed it at the opponent from a distance.

And Jing Hun didn't know when he had an extra middle-grade long stick in his hand. At this time, he calmly made a starting gesture for the battle.

I don't know if it's because of their wealth or other reasons, neither of them summoned their battle armor, they just wore ordinary clothes.

Leng Wushuang said indifferently: "This sword is called Hanli, and you will be the eighth dead soul."

Jing Hun smiled disdainfully, and said: "It's still uncertain who wins the game, let's wait until you can stand on this stage before saying this!"

Leng Wushuang just wanted to use words to make the opponent fluctuate in his state of mind, but now the opponent was not moved at all, and he stopped talking nonsense, and directly raised his left hand, and the flying sword floating in mid-air immediately drew an arc The thread pierces towards the soul of the thorn

At the same time, his right hand also pinched out an immortal formula, and a thunder shot out from his right hand.

At this time, Jing Hun did not retreat but advanced, and swung the long stick in his hand quickly, one end of the long stick blocked the flying sword in mid-air, while the other end of the long stick blocked the thunder.

Ye Lingtian had no choice but to applaud Jing Hun's ability to grasp the timing. The opponent's ultimate move was intercepted by his long stick in such an ordinary way, which shows that he also has a lot of combat experience.

Seeing that his first blow did not cause the opponent to panic, Leng Wushuang was not surprised at all, but instead pinched another fairy trick at the flying sword in midair.

Immediately, the flying sword spun rapidly, and streams of light blue sword energy rushed towards Jinghun like a rain of flowers.

How could Jing Hun be frightened by such an attack? His legs sank slightly, and his body jumped to the left. Several sword qi passed him immediately, and fell directly to the ground. Suddenly, a large white Frost.

When Jing Hun's feet landed on the ground, the long stick had already returned to his hands. With a slight shake of his hands, the long stick immediately transformed into a shadow of a stick that filled the sky, and the ensuing sword energy was completely blown away. blocked.

However, Jing Hun didn't seem to want to be beaten passively. Facing the opponent's non-stop sword energy, he stabbed the long stick in the air quickly, and a golden stick shadow directly hit the flying sword that was spinning. Leng Wushuang's attack was interrupted.

Immediately afterwards, the long stick suddenly became longer and swung towards Leng Wushuang.

Leng Wushuang was not weak either. Seeing the opponent attacking, he floated in mid-air with a slight movement of his body, dodging the powerful blow, and then he quickly moved irregularly in the field, and the flying sword also He stabbed Jing Hun from various tricky angles.

Jing Hun, who failed to succeed in the blow, immediately withdrew his long stick, and immediately laid down layers of defense in front of him. Suddenly, the shadow of the stick and the sword energy flew all over the field, almost fascinating the eyes of the audience.

Leng Wushuang didn't seem to have thought that Jing Hun's defense was watertight and could block his own attack. Seeing that such an attack had no effect but consumed a lot of energy, he stopped and prepared the next fairy trick.

How could Jing Hun allow the opponent to succeed so easily, he threw the long stick in his hand above his head, and then pinched out a fairy formula.

Immediately, the long stick turned into two, and then turned into four...

Countless identical long sticks surrounded Leng Wushuang from all directions.

Seeing the opponent's attack so fiercely, Leng Wushuang hastily recalled Feijian and defended passively.

It's just that Leng Wushuang, who has no speed advantage, just confronts the opponent head-on, which is obviously a disadvantage.

Every attack of the opponent is full of strength, and has the advantage of the middle-grade fairy weapon. Every time, it hits Leng Wushuang's flying sword, and soon Leng Wushuang is a little bit exhausted. There was a slight opening in the middle, Jing Hun's eyes lit up immediately, and he waved his hands repeatedly, countless long sticks rushed towards the opening.

After resisting a few times, Leng Wushuang was hit with a stick, and it was the same stick that made Leng Wushuang get rid of the shadow of the opponent's stick and hid in a relatively safe position.

When Leng Wushuang was floating in mid-air, his left hand hung down weakly, obviously, it had been interrupted by the blow just now.

Jing Hun was not at all proud of the achievements he had just made. Instead, he quickly flew towards Leng Wushuang who was in mid-air with a long stick in his hand. Of course, the current situation is to take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

Leng Wushuang also seemed to realize that the situation was not good, and hurriedly controlled the flying sword and slashed at Jing Hun, but Jing Hun's posture seemed to be ready to risk his life, and he didn't dodge or dodge Leng Wushuang's flying sword.

Seeing that the stick was about to hit Leng Wushuang's body, and the flying sword was about to fall on Jing Hun's head, Leng Wushuang tried his best to turn aside, and finally avoided the fatal blow.

At this time, Jing Hun was about to be cut into two pieces by the flying sword, a round shield suddenly appeared on top of Jing Hun's head, spinning to block the flying sword, and taking advantage of this opportunity, the long stick in Jing Hun's hand quickly moved towards Leng Wushuang pointed, right on Leng Wushuang's chest.

"Bam! Boom! Bam..."

The long stick in Jing Hun's hand fell on Leng Wushuang's body like a storm, and every time he hit it, there was a huge sound.

When Jing Hun stopped attacking, Leng Wushuang kept spitting blood from his mouth, and his body slowly fell from mid-air to the ground. At this time, there was almost no complete bone on his body.

But since it's a battle to the death, there must be one person who will fall.

Jing Hun threw the long stick at Leng Wushuang, and immediately the long stick pierced through his dantian like a sharp sword, and at the same time his fairy baby was smashed to pieces.

After doing this, Jing Hun picked up Leng Wushuang's flying sword, walked to his corpse, took off his storage ring, and took back the long stick, then raised his head and screamed loudly towards the sky .

At this time, the voice of the host also sounded: "Now I announce that the winner of this deadly battle is Jing Hun. Everyone has seen the battle just now. Jing Hun is definitely the top master in the late stage of the Celestial Immortal. Everyone, let's go down!" Be sure to buy right when you make your bets. Next, please cheer for Jing Hun!"

Immediately, the audience roared loudly, and only a few cheered, and a large part of them were cursing.

"Damn it, that idiot, pretending to be cruel for nothing, caused me to lose so many immortal stones for nothing. It seems that Jing Hun is very powerful, so I will buy him in the future."

"That's right, it's just a little boy, and he was beaten to death in the end, I have no eyes!"

"I thought he was a master, but I didn't expect that the opponents he encountered in the past were too weak, my fairy stone!"

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The moment Leng Wushuang landed, Ye Lingtian and the others understood the result, and they left the arena early.

After walking out of the arena, Huangfu Shan immediately sighed and said: "That Jing Hun is so powerful, it seems that there are indeed many masters in Jiuyuanzhou!"

Hearing his wife praising other men, Mu Linkong said with some jealousy: "He's so powerful, if I hit him with one move, I'll finish him off."

"Hmph, aren't you just relying on the fairy weapon to be better than the opponent? If you don't use the fairy weapon, then you are definitely not Jing Hun's opponent."

Huangfu Shan gave Mu Linkong an angry look, but Mu Linkong shrugged his shoulders and said relaxedly: "You are wrong, if he doesn't have a weapon, then he won't be my opponent. If you If you don't believe me, you can ask the master."

Ye Lingtian smiled, although the death battle just now was very exciting, but to Ye Lingtian and others, it was just a joke, and there was almost no place for it to shine.

That Jing Hun won the victory by relying on the immortal weapon and head-to-head fighting style. If he were to face Mu Linkong, he would be no match for the immortal weapon, and he would be no match for the physical strength. No hope of winning.

Ye Lingtian originally wanted Mu Linkong to train in the arena, but after seeing this kind of battle, Ye Lingtian also understood that at Mu Linkong's level, he couldn't find an opponent at the same level. (To be continued.)