Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 1057 Condensing Flame Sword

Mo Xingyun glanced at Ling Tian lightly, and then said in a low voice: "Master's order is hard to break, so please don't blame me, Miss Zhou, but since you have stepped into the ring, you will never show mercy. If you want to win me, then You have to show your true skills!"

A solemn look appeared in Zhou Yi's pretty eyes, and then she raised her right hand lightly, and the long sword in the scabbard behind her made a clear cry, and flew straight out, drawing an arc of fire and light, and finally landed in her snow-white hand .

There are crimson red flame true meaning runes flashing on this long sword, which contains a terrifying hot aura. The moment the long sword comes out of the sheath, it seems that the entire arena is plunged into a lava volcano, and the temperature begins to rise sharply , Even those monks standing under the arena to watch the excitement, if they are not strong enough, they can't resist the scorching breath at all, and can only keep retreating.

Ling Tian's body is as powerful as a magic weapon in the Void Refining Realm, and he is not afraid of the flame breath at all. He glanced at Luo Shan who was standing beside him, and found that there was a lava-like light flowing from his body. They are using the same technique, so naturally they don't care about the continuously surging flame breath.

Luo Shan also looked towards Ling Tian in surprise. Originally, he thought that Ling Tian would at least have to exercise his skills to block the scorching sword energy from Zhou Yi's long sword. Unexpectedly, Ling Tian didn't do anything, just quietly Standing there quietly, as if the flame breath that could seriously injure a monk in the Yuanshen realm could not hurt him at all.

"Originally, I thought that you could defeat Yinghao because of the power of the divine sense attack secret technique. Now it seems that I guessed wrong. Your strength is by no means simple. Even a monk in the early stage of Sanxian may not be able to defeat you!" Mo Mo Seeing the long sword in Zhou Yi's hand, Xing Yun nodded slightly and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the long sword in your hand should be a middle-grade Sanxian magic weapon, right?"

Zhou Yi nodded lightly, and said with a smile: "Yes, this sword is called Ningyan, and it is indeed a middle-grade Sanxian magic weapon!"

"It's amazing. I didn't expect that the long sword in this beauty's hand is actually a middle-grade magic weapon of Sanxian. This battle is worth watching. I don't think she will lose!"

"You didn't see it just now. When she dealt with Zheng Yinghao, she didn't even show her weapon. It was just a divine attack that defeated Zheng Yinghao. Maybe even Mo Xingyun will be defeated by her this time. !"

"I don't think Mo Xingyun's strength is that simple. Haven't you noticed that even at this moment, Mo Xingyun's expression hasn't changed at all?"

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The cultivators below the ring looked at the Ningyan Sword in Zhou Yi's hands, their eyes filled with envy. For them, the middle-grade Sanxian magic weapon is definitely a rare treasure that cannot be found. If there is such a powerful No matter how hard the magic weapon is, they all feel that they can also fight like Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi's cherry lips curled up slightly, a faint smile bloomed, and then she said in a deep voice, "Take my trick!"

Before she finished speaking, she moved lightly with lotus steps, and transformed into phantoms on the ring, rushing towards Mo Xingyun in front of her.

The flame breath gushing out from the Ningyan Sword rushed towards Mo Xingyun with her like a sea wave, and then she raised the long sword, only to see that the flame true meaning runes on the blade all flashed instantly, turning into more than a dozen A giant flame dragon rushed towards Mo Xingyun fiercely.

At the same time, Raging Flame Phoenix also jumped out from between her eyebrows, and before Mo Xingyun could react, he had already entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Good time!" Mo Xingyun didn't seem to be bothered by Zhou Yi's spiritual attack at all. He gave a low voice, and a black light shone on the long knife in his hand, and then lightly slashed at the flaming dragons that were rushing towards him. Slashed, black mysterious light gushed out from the blade, and then a black vortex suddenly appeared in front of each flame dragon.

boom!boom!
The giant flame dragon rushed into the black vortex, and saw the flames surging in the vortex, but these flame giant dragons were still unable to rush out, but slowly dissipated with the rotation of the black vortex, until they were completely annihilated at last.

Not only that, after Mo Xingyun dispelled Zhou Yi's killer move with one blow, he suddenly took a step, and appeared more than ten feet in front of Zhou Yi like a ghost, and then slashed out again.

The black mysterious light continued to spread like a mist, enveloping Zhou Yi. Even if Zhou Yi swung out streams of flame sword energy, she still couldn't disperse the black mysterious light like a giant net, and finally her whole body was trapped in the In the black profound light, it is impossible to advance or retreat.

"Miss Zhou, admit defeat! You are not my opponent!" Mo Xingyun shook his head lightly, then retracted the long knife into the scabbard, and saw that the black mysterious light covering Zhou Yi gradually dissipated, and then she stepped forward from the inside. out.

Zhou Yi gave Mo Xingyun a hard look, then gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I lost this battle, you are indeed stronger than me, but when I advance to the Sanxian Realm, I will definitely come to avenge my shame!"

"At that time, I will wait for Miss Zhou to come!" Mo Xingyun's expression remained unchanged. He didn't think that Zhou Yi would be able to defeat him after he advanced to the Sanxian Realm. Zhou Yi's strength would improve, but he would not stand still. will become stronger and stronger.

The monks watching the excitement below the arena realized that the battle between Zhou Yi and Mo Xingyun had been decided in an instant, and they were all stunned. After a while, they came back to their senses.

"Mo Xingyun is actually so strong? I think that the ultimate move that this beautiful woman used just now, I am afraid that even a monk in the early stage of Sanxian will never be able to resist it so easily!"

"Have you seen clearly? When Mo Xingyun fended off that beauty's killing move, what kind of magical power and secret method did I use? Why have I never heard of it?"

If my guess is correct, the secret method that Mo Xingyun used just now was either created by him, or he has received a powerful inheritance. The defense of this secret method is too strong, I didn't expect him to be so powerful! "

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Zhou Yi snorted coldly, jumped off the ring, stood beside Ling Tian and Luo Shan, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, this guy is really arrogant, you have to help me avenge him!"

"Don't worry, Junior Sister, I'll go up and seek justice for you!" Luo Shan's face turned cold when he saw Zhou Yi defeated by Mo Xingyun. Usually, the Master's favorite is this little Junior Sister. If he is angry, he will be severely punished when he goes back to his master and complains.

"I know you are the best for me, brother!" Zhou Yi heard that Luo Shan agreed to make a move, and a joyful smile appeared on her pretty face. Although Luo Shan was only a late-stage cultivator, she believed that Luo Shan's strength would definitely be able to defeat him. Early Sanxian monk.

Ling Tian reached out to stop Luo Shan who was about to step into the ring, shook his head and said: "Brother Luo, you should not go up, Mo Xingyun's strength is definitely not as simple as that of the early Sanxian, in my opinion, even if he faces the Sanxian Late stage monks, I am afraid that they can remain undefeated, Brother Luo, although you are strong, I am afraid that you are not his opponent!"

"This, how is this possible!" After hearing Ling Tian's words, Zhou Yi and Luo Shan couldn't help exclaiming in unison. Neither of them thought that Ling Tian would think so highly of Mo Xingyun and directly assert his strength. It is enough to confront the monks of the late Sanxian period.

"I'm definitely not alarmist!" Ling Tian nodded, expressing that he was definitely not talking about scaring them.

Luo Shan glanced at Mo Xingyun who was standing on the ring, who seemed to be about to leave, gritted his teeth and said, "No, he defeated my junior sister, I will go up no matter what, otherwise, as a senior brother, wouldn't it be too much of a failure?" a little!"

"Let me do it!" Ling Tian smiled slightly, glanced at Zhou Yi who was standing beside him, and said in a low voice, "If Miss Zhou doesn't mind, how about letting me go up and help you get back this face?"

Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment, and then asked Ling Tian: "Young Master Ling, didn't you just say that he can fight against late-stage Sanxian cultivators? Could it be that you have the confidence to defeat him?"

"If I don't have confidence, why should I go up and find myself uncomfortable!" Ling Tian smiled proudly, his eyes full of confidence.

"If that's the case, then I would like to ask Mr. Ling to vent your anger on my junior sister!" Luo Shan cupped his fists and saluted Ling Tian. Although he knew that Ling Tian was the number one in the Beast King City Grand Competition, he didn't expect Ling Tian's strength to be so strong. To such an extent, the other party clearly has a combat power close to that of a late-stage Sanxian cultivator, but Ling Tian is still full of confidence. It can only be said that Ling Tian believes that he has the strength to defeat a late-stage Sanxian cultivator.

Luo Shan believed that Ling Tian was definitely not an arrogant person. Since he said so, he had great confidence, so he also wanted to see how strong Ling Tian was.

Ling Tian stepped into the arena, glanced at Mo Xingyun who was about to go down, and said with a smile: "Zheng Yinghao loses, and I will invite you out to save his face. Miss Zhou loses, so naturally I can't just sit back and watch, so let's The two of you have to compete one more time!"

After hearing Ling Tian's words, Mo Xingyun was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at him, shook his head lightly and said, "You are not my opponent, so don't force it!"

"Whether it's your opponent or not, it's not up to you to say, we have to compete with the last match to find out!" A smile flashed in Ling Tian's eyes, and he said lightly: "I know you are very strong, but, Don’t you think I came up to be beaten because my skin was itchy?”

"Okay, very good, since you are so confident, then as you wish, let's compete again!" Mo Xingyun didn't expect Ling Tian to be arrogant, and the meaning behind the words was actually against the victory. He was full of confidence as a cultivator at the early stage of Sanxian, so he really wanted to see what kind of abilities this late stage cultivator in front of him had.
The Death Star Sword suddenly flew out of the scabbard behind Ling Tian, ​​and then landed in his hand. Immediately afterwards, he raised his long sword, pointed at Mo Xingyun on the opposite side, and said loudly: "Come on! Let me see you How strong is it!"

Mo Xingyun's expression remained unchanged, but he slowly drew out the long knife and said in a deep voice, "I can guarantee that it will definitely exceed your imagination!"

(End of this chapter)