But the next moment, the crystal strings changed, the music of the guzheng changed, and Cen Fangwo turned against the defense again and knocked Pei Ling to the ground...
The two fought together, but the soft sword fell into Pei Ling's hands!
Zhuyi Jianxiu frowned and said in surprise: "Dianxing Sword Technique?"
The Sword Technique of the Stars is a master of the reclusive sword cultivator of the Han An Sword Sect. He was learned by observing the star signs at night. He was collected in the inner sect. Even the outer disciples cannot practice it.
The Holy Son of Chongming Sect practiced the sword art, but he has actually secretly learned the sword skills of Han An Sword Sect?
Before Zhuyi Jianxiu could figure out the situation, Pei Ling had been kicked away by Cen Fangwo in the field...
The old man from Jiuyi Mountain gently caressed his long beard and said slowly: The Star Sword Technique of Hanan Sword Sect is suitable for hard swords, but not soft swords.
Although Pei Ling didn't know where to learn the Sword Sword Technique, he only knew the basics and did not make any changes.
Otherwise, Master Cen would be in danger just now...
Zhuyi Jianxiu shook his head slightly and said: No!Even if Pei Ling is proficient in the Spot Star Sword Technique, it is useless!
The sword technique of the pointing star was originally used by monks. In one breath, thousands of piercings were accumulated. Wherever the sword edge went, it was like mercury pouring into the ground, leaving no gap.
If there is magic power to support it, it is certainly extremely terrible.
But at present, both of them are physical bodies, and their strength is limited after all, but exquisite and labor-saving moves are even more important!
In his eyes, Master Cen is proficient in ordinary martial arts. Such swordsmanship based on magic power is full of flaws!
Unless Pei Ling just used a knife.
Hearing this, everyone else nodded in favor.
The Holy Son of Chongming Sect is in the sword art. Even though he has not practiced ordinary sword skills, as a sword practitioner in Hedao, he can do nothing but moves.
The other party is not good at swordsmanship. Even if he has a soft sword in his hand and Han An Sword Sect’s point-star sword technique in his chest, it is not coordinated with each other and does not have a decisive advantage at all.
Especially, it is a soft sword that requires extremely high demands on users...
At this time, Queen Liuliu spoke and asked: But I don’t know where Pei Ling learned this star sword technique?
The Zhuyi Jianxiu frowned and shook his head and said: I don’t know either.
As they were talking, the situation on the field changed again. Cen Fangwo had already strangled Pei Ling's neck, suppressed him tightly, and began to persuade the other party to surrender.
The righteous path suddenly made people feel certain, and the outcome was decided!
This saint son of Chongming Sect is extremely talented and powerful. His magic power has just begun to show, but he is still defeated by Master Cen!
The old man from Jiuyi Mountain said slowly: Master Cen has always loved talents. Even though Pei Ling's challenge has not been too long, he still can't bear to fall into a deep trap... Such a mind is worthy of being Su Zhentian.
Pei Ling, who was born in a humble background, killed himself as the saint of Chongming Sect step by step, but he set a bright future and a prosperous youth, was not afraid of life and death, and was determined to seek the truth. If he died like this, it would be a pity.
Queen Liuliu's eyes flashed and she said: Your Majesty has also recruited this son, but it has not succeeded.
Life is hanging on the line at the moment, and life and death are all in the hands of Master Cen, but I wonder if Pei Ling will be shaken?
********************
At the same time, the Demon Sect observes the void where the monks are located.
Three figures stood in the air, with demonic energy rolling around and evil intentions awesome. Countless figures of demons, corpse puppets, and resentful souls appeared around, appearing faintly, and the wailing sounds were overwhelming.
Ren Jiao, Wuchouzi and gray-robed monks turned a deaf ear to these visions and also stared at the battlefield in Xiji Ruins.
The monk in the gray robe of the Reincarnation Tower shook his head slightly and sighed: What a pity!
I have seen the photos of Pei Ling’s previous two battles.
If you compete for positive strength, you will have a great chance of winning.
But in this inability to the sky, they are controlled everywhere.
It seems that he is no match for Cen Fangwo.
Speaking of this, the gray-robed monk did not hide his disappointment.
If Pei Ling can win another game and then challenge the master of Jiuyi Mountain and Han An Sword Sect, one more thief in this place can be eliminated.
At that time, the Holy Tower will start a war against pseudo-like things again, and will surely plow the courtyard and sweep the caves and restore the world to this world!
Ren Jiao, the Tiansheng Sect, said calmly: The false Tao is just targeted specifically.
Moreover, Su Zhentian’s Shuhe Tianseal is one of the basic methods of his sect.
Cen Fangwo paid such a price, but the current result is reasonable.
Wuchouzi, Wu Shi Villa listened, glanced at the two of them contemptuously, and said: Just a low-class immortal, with no eyes and no beads, and if you don’t understand the wonderful ideas of the Immortal Emperor, don’t speak up, so as not to laugh.
Emperor Pei just felt that it was too boring to crush him directly.
Now, let Cen Fangwo have half his life first.
Otherwise, for the Immortal Emperor, the winning will be too simple and boring.
It’s ridiculous that these inferior immortals with the dust of Taoist hearts still think they are sure to win.
Such insect-like things have no idea how powerful the Immortal Emperor is!
As for the two of you and the others, they were stupid and dull and short-sighted, just like the false Taoist.
It is a holy way in vain!
Hearing this, Ren Jiao smiled and was too lazy to talk nonsense to Wushi Villa.
The gray-robed monk in the Reincarnation Tower said in a quiet voice: I hope everything is as the Golden Immortal said.
********************
Xiji Ruins.
The golden lily and white petals are stacked layer by layer, covering the entire sky like a sea.
The diffuse smoke and dust slowly fell, and the two people were tightly entangled.
Cen Fangwo knelt on one knee, his beautiful long skirt covered with mud and sand, as if it was suddenly blooming flowers. Between the hem of the skirt, his skin was as crystal clear as snow. His right arm tightly tied Pei Ling's neck, his left arm stuck to his right arm, and his waist was straight, waiting for him to reply.
At this time, Pei Ling was covered with scars and his robe was damaged. In the blood hole on his left shoulder, blood was still flowing slowly, soaking his sleeves and even dyeing Cen Fangwo’s skirt behind him red.
The fierce battle with all the cultivation level was lost, the large amount of blood loss, and the throat was choked by Cen Fangwo at this moment, Pei Ling was extremely quiet and relaxed, and he looked like he was already angry.
Listening to the head of the sect's persuasion, Pei Ling, who had no power to resist, suddenly said weakly: Thank you, Master Cen, for your love.
Unfortunately, I learned about the Invincible Seal of Your Sect in this battle, but I failed to see the true unique skills of Master Cen...
His voice sounded extremely weak, as if it was already exhausted, but there was a strong sense of domineering self-confidence inside, without the slightest reluctance or regret of defeat.
Cen Fangwo immediately realized something was wrong, and immediately stopped hesitating. His right arm suddenly contracted, and a powerful force burst out!
At the same time, the ice crystal pipa not far away also quickly passed by flowing light, and the twenty-five strings leaped continuously. The music suddenly became rapid, like a sudden rain hitting lotus, an iron horse and golden sword, further enhancing Cen Fangwo's power.
But the next moment...
The two fought together, but the soft sword fell into Pei Ling's hands!
Zhuyi Jianxiu frowned and said in surprise: "Dianxing Sword Technique?"
The Sword Technique of the Stars is a master of the reclusive sword cultivator of the Han An Sword Sect. He was learned by observing the star signs at night. He was collected in the inner sect. Even the outer disciples cannot practice it.
The Holy Son of Chongming Sect practiced the sword art, but he has actually secretly learned the sword skills of Han An Sword Sect?
Before Zhuyi Jianxiu could figure out the situation, Pei Ling had been kicked away by Cen Fangwo in the field...
The old man from Jiuyi Mountain gently caressed his long beard and said slowly: The Star Sword Technique of Hanan Sword Sect is suitable for hard swords, but not soft swords.
Although Pei Ling didn't know where to learn the Sword Sword Technique, he only knew the basics and did not make any changes.
Otherwise, Master Cen would be in danger just now...
Zhuyi Jianxiu shook his head slightly and said: No!Even if Pei Ling is proficient in the Spot Star Sword Technique, it is useless!
The sword technique of the pointing star was originally used by monks. In one breath, thousands of piercings were accumulated. Wherever the sword edge went, it was like mercury pouring into the ground, leaving no gap.
If there is magic power to support it, it is certainly extremely terrible.
But at present, both of them are physical bodies, and their strength is limited after all, but exquisite and labor-saving moves are even more important!
In his eyes, Master Cen is proficient in ordinary martial arts. Such swordsmanship based on magic power is full of flaws!
Unless Pei Ling just used a knife.
Hearing this, everyone else nodded in favor.
The Holy Son of Chongming Sect is in the sword art. Even though he has not practiced ordinary sword skills, as a sword practitioner in Hedao, he can do nothing but moves.
The other party is not good at swordsmanship. Even if he has a soft sword in his hand and Han An Sword Sect’s point-star sword technique in his chest, it is not coordinated with each other and does not have a decisive advantage at all.
Especially, it is a soft sword that requires extremely high demands on users...
At this time, Queen Liuliu spoke and asked: But I don’t know where Pei Ling learned this star sword technique?
The Zhuyi Jianxiu frowned and shook his head and said: I don’t know either.
As they were talking, the situation on the field changed again. Cen Fangwo had already strangled Pei Ling's neck, suppressed him tightly, and began to persuade the other party to surrender.
The righteous path suddenly made people feel certain, and the outcome was decided!
This saint son of Chongming Sect is extremely talented and powerful. His magic power has just begun to show, but he is still defeated by Master Cen!
The old man from Jiuyi Mountain said slowly: Master Cen has always loved talents. Even though Pei Ling's challenge has not been too long, he still can't bear to fall into a deep trap... Such a mind is worthy of being Su Zhentian.
Pei Ling, who was born in a humble background, killed himself as the saint of Chongming Sect step by step, but he set a bright future and a prosperous youth, was not afraid of life and death, and was determined to seek the truth. If he died like this, it would be a pity.
Queen Liuliu's eyes flashed and she said: Your Majesty has also recruited this son, but it has not succeeded.
Life is hanging on the line at the moment, and life and death are all in the hands of Master Cen, but I wonder if Pei Ling will be shaken?
********************
At the same time, the Demon Sect observes the void where the monks are located.
Three figures stood in the air, with demonic energy rolling around and evil intentions awesome. Countless figures of demons, corpse puppets, and resentful souls appeared around, appearing faintly, and the wailing sounds were overwhelming.
Ren Jiao, Wuchouzi and gray-robed monks turned a deaf ear to these visions and also stared at the battlefield in Xiji Ruins.
The monk in the gray robe of the Reincarnation Tower shook his head slightly and sighed: What a pity!
I have seen the photos of Pei Ling’s previous two battles.
If you compete for positive strength, you will have a great chance of winning.
But in this inability to the sky, they are controlled everywhere.
It seems that he is no match for Cen Fangwo.
Speaking of this, the gray-robed monk did not hide his disappointment.
If Pei Ling can win another game and then challenge the master of Jiuyi Mountain and Han An Sword Sect, one more thief in this place can be eliminated.
At that time, the Holy Tower will start a war against pseudo-like things again, and will surely plow the courtyard and sweep the caves and restore the world to this world!
Ren Jiao, the Tiansheng Sect, said calmly: The false Tao is just targeted specifically.
Moreover, Su Zhentian’s Shuhe Tianseal is one of the basic methods of his sect.
Cen Fangwo paid such a price, but the current result is reasonable.
Wuchouzi, Wu Shi Villa listened, glanced at the two of them contemptuously, and said: Just a low-class immortal, with no eyes and no beads, and if you don’t understand the wonderful ideas of the Immortal Emperor, don’t speak up, so as not to laugh.
Emperor Pei just felt that it was too boring to crush him directly.
Now, let Cen Fangwo have half his life first.
Otherwise, for the Immortal Emperor, the winning will be too simple and boring.
It’s ridiculous that these inferior immortals with the dust of Taoist hearts still think they are sure to win.
Such insect-like things have no idea how powerful the Immortal Emperor is!
As for the two of you and the others, they were stupid and dull and short-sighted, just like the false Taoist.
It is a holy way in vain!
Hearing this, Ren Jiao smiled and was too lazy to talk nonsense to Wushi Villa.
The gray-robed monk in the Reincarnation Tower said in a quiet voice: I hope everything is as the Golden Immortal said.
********************
Xiji Ruins.
The golden lily and white petals are stacked layer by layer, covering the entire sky like a sea.
The diffuse smoke and dust slowly fell, and the two people were tightly entangled.
Cen Fangwo knelt on one knee, his beautiful long skirt covered with mud and sand, as if it was suddenly blooming flowers. Between the hem of the skirt, his skin was as crystal clear as snow. His right arm tightly tied Pei Ling's neck, his left arm stuck to his right arm, and his waist was straight, waiting for him to reply.
At this time, Pei Ling was covered with scars and his robe was damaged. In the blood hole on his left shoulder, blood was still flowing slowly, soaking his sleeves and even dyeing Cen Fangwo’s skirt behind him red.
The fierce battle with all the cultivation level was lost, the large amount of blood loss, and the throat was choked by Cen Fangwo at this moment, Pei Ling was extremely quiet and relaxed, and he looked like he was already angry.
Listening to the head of the sect's persuasion, Pei Ling, who had no power to resist, suddenly said weakly: Thank you, Master Cen, for your love.
Unfortunately, I learned about the Invincible Seal of Your Sect in this battle, but I failed to see the true unique skills of Master Cen...
His voice sounded extremely weak, as if it was already exhausted, but there was a strong sense of domineering self-confidence inside, without the slightest reluctance or regret of defeat.
Cen Fangwo immediately realized something was wrong, and immediately stopped hesitating. His right arm suddenly contracted, and a powerful force burst out!
At the same time, the ice crystal pipa not far away also quickly passed by flowing light, and the twenty-five strings leaped continuously. The music suddenly became rapid, like a sudden rain hitting lotus, an iron horse and golden sword, further enhancing Cen Fangwo's power.
But the next moment...
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