glamorous ghost wife

Chapter 233 Competition between two elite disciples

A thin white thread sprang from his palm and sank into the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the square trembled slightly, and the runes on the bluestone boards flickered violently, protecting the square from too much damage.

"Boom boom boom..." A loud roar came from under the square, and the whole mountain trembled, as if it could collapse at any time.

I can clearly feel that there is a very special force gathered under the square at this time, which is unparalleled.This is the power of the cold cloud, but I always feel that this power is a bit weird, giving me a very mixed feeling.

"Senior brother Leng Yun entered the Maoshan sect since he was a child. His aptitude was not good before, and he was surpassed by many of his peers. It stands to reason that there is basically no hope of entering the core disciples!" Chu Hao beside me looked at the scene with burning eyes. Leng Yun in the middle, with envy all over his face, said in a low voice: "But when he was 15 years old, some changes occurred in his body, and he had supernatural powers, ice-type supernatural powers. His physique has greatly improved. His physique allowed him to revise the Xuanbing Jue, and he made rapid progress. In just over ten years, he has far surpassed other elite disciples. He can be said to be a great genius of our Maoshan sect..."

Before Chu Hao finished speaking, Leng Yun let out a loud roar, and his hand on the ground suddenly exerted force.

Afterwards, a huge crack opened where the Zaoge Sect disciple was standing surrounded by white mist, and directly swallowed the Zaoge Sect disciple.

Before everyone came back to their senses, the huge crack quickly healed, and finally the big crack disappeared, and the disciples of Zaogezong disappeared.There was only a thick layer of ice left in that area, which was still cold and smooth like a mirror. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would have thought that scene just now was like a dream.

And the disciple of the Zaoge Sect was swallowed up by the huge crack and buried deep in the ground.

The younger generation of Maoshan Sect cheered and were very excited, and they all looked very relieved.And the old people of Maoshan Sect also showed satisfied smiles on their faces, nodding their heads to Leng Yun standing in the field, quite proud.

"Handsome!" Chu Hao couldn't help but cheered excitedly, and said to me a little excitedly: "Those guys from the Zao Pavilion Sect dare to challenge us, they are looking for death at all, with Senior Brother Leng Yun around, they will definitely not be able to afford it." Let's go!"

I looked at the field, shook my head lightly, and said in a low voice: "How can it be so simple, it's not over yet!"

"What?" Chu Hao, who was in a state of excitement, didn't hear my words clearly, and asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing, just keep watching!" I responded casually.

I looked at Sect Master Wu, he obviously saw the problem, he stared at the place where Zaoge Sect disciple disappeared, frowning slightly.

On the side of Zaoge Sect, those young disciples were pale, nervous and worried, but the old people of Zaoge Sect still looked like old gods, as if they didn't care about the life and death of their disciples at all.

Do they really not care?

No, they are very confident in their disciples, or in the blood-red thin blade of Xue Wu.

Leng Yun looked at the people of Zaogezong, and said coldly: "We have won six games, so there is no need to compete in the last game!"

In the Zaoge sect, the old man with a gloomy complexion smiled and said sinisterly: "Young man, don't talk too early, do you think you really won?"

Leng Yun froze for a moment, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly sensed something, his face changed slightly, and he looked towards the place where the Zao Pavilion disciple disappeared just now.

On the ground covered by a thick layer of ice, some changes have taken place at this time. The thick layer of ice is rapidly melting and vaporizing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a faint white mist rises up, as if there is something under the ground. The flames are scorching the thick layer of ice.

"Ka Ka Ka..." There was a crisp cracking sound from the ground, the ground was cracked, huge cracks appeared, and a small iceberg appeared from the ground.

In the iceberg, the disciple of the Zaoge sect was frozen. This was Leng Yun's masterpiece. Under normal circumstances, according to the strength of the disciple of the Zaoge sect, he would have died of suffocation long ago.

However, the blood-red thin blade in his hand blocked Leng Yun's attack just now.

A layer of blood-red light shrouded the Zaoge Sect disciple's whole body, like a thin red armor, exuding a strange light.And that Zaoge Sect disciple, with blood-red eyes and a bloodthirsty light on his face, looked at Leng Yun with a grinning grin.

"Bang bang bang..." The iceberg exploded, and a figure shrouded in red light burst out from the shattered iceberg in an instant, appearing in front of Leng Yun in an instant.

"噗嗤~" The sound of sharp blades piercing flesh sounded, and the blood-red thin blade in the hands of Zaoge Sect disciples pierced into Leng Yun's lower abdomen.

When Leng Yun faced danger, his body instinctively dodged for a while. Although he was stabbed, he was not stabbed vitally.

The wounded Leng Yun let out a roar, and white mist erupted from his body. Ruxue's hands slapped the Zaoge Sect disciple's body directly. With the help of this force, the two separated again.

Leng Yun staggered back, and finally half-kneeled on the ground, the wound on his abdomen was bleeding profusely, and the ice couldn't seal it.Leng Yun's whole body gradually turned a little red, as if a flame was burning in his body, his face was full of pain.

On the other hand, the Zao Pavilion disciple, after being slapped on the chest by Leng Yun, the ice layer spread on his body, but it didn't last long, and was melted by the bright red blood glow on his body.

The blood-red eyes of the Zaoge Sect disciple flashed a strong murderous intent. He looked at Leng Yun who was kneeling on the ground with a grinning grin, and said in a deep voice, "Go to hell!"

As he spoke, he raised the blood-red thin blade in his hand and slashed at Leng Yun.

But at this moment, a figure rushed out from the crowd of Maoshan Sect, grabbed Leng Yun instantly, and the figure flashed again, avoiding the blood-red knife.

It's Sovereign Wu!

He took a deep look at the Zao Pavilion disciple, and said softly: "Leng Yun lost!"

After finishing speaking, he handed Leng Yun to an old man of the Maoshan Sect, and said, "Take him to a secret place to heal his wounds, and force out the burning poison in his body!"

The old man of Maoshan sect took the order, helped Leng Yun up, and left in a flash.

The current situation is obviously not good for Maoshan Sect. The strongest young generation has lost, who else can play?
The faces of the elders and disciples of the Maoshan Sect were gloomy, while the morale of the Zaoge Sect was high.

"There is one last match, Sect Master Wu, do you still have any suitable candidates for the younger generation of Maoshan Sect?" The old man with a gloomy face on the side of Zaoge Sect said with a serious smile.

Being so stimulated by Zaoge Sect, the elders of Maoshan Sect were a little angry, and one of them couldn't help but said: "Even if you won the last game, it's just a tie, what's so great about it!"

(End of this chapter)