Chapter Seventy-One: Killing the Champion

Although the details of this monk in the late stage of Xuanling on the battle platform have been revealed, since he can still occupy ninety-eight consecutive victories, he must be an extraordinary person, and Ling Changkong does not dare to be careless, just standing on the side of the battle platform and confronting Na Reyou.

"This guy is really good at picking up cheap, but with his Xuanling Triple Cultivation, he still wants to beat the Xuanling Ninefold Cultivator, isn't it a bit wishful thinking. ”

Seeing that this battle platform was coming to an end, the other monks naturally wanted to take the stage to challenge, but they didn't expect to be preempted by Ling Changkong, and this Ling Changkong was only in the early stage of Xuanling's cultivation, which made them extremely angry, but since Zhao Qian and the others were here, they couldn't do anything with Ling Changkong, so they had to sneer below.

"Do you think that if you kill Xia Bufan at the beginning, you will be invincible in the Xuanling realm, the combat power is much stronger than you, with your cultivation, don't go up and be embarrassed, hurry down." ”

Someone else ridiculed with a postscript, although Ling Changkong said that he killed Xia Bufan, but few of them went to see the duel, they didn't know the situation, and they were all arrogant lords, Ling Changkong's threefold cultivation of the Xuan Ling, law and order could not enter their eyes.

"Did you hear what they said? Go down, this one can not be counted as my victory, fight you, and win without force!"

Not only the onlookers under the battle platform, but even the champion disdained to fight with Ling Changkong, crossed his arms to his chest, stared at Ling Changkong, and said condescendingly.

"The battle hasn't started yet, don't make any assertions, lest you hit yourself in the face later. ”

His face was still calm, Ling Changkong was not angry at all at all at the look down on the champion and others, he glanced at the champion lightly, there was a sharp edge in his eyes, and he said with the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

"Okay, since you want to fight so much, I'll accept this victory. Seeing that Ling Changkong was still stubborn, the Champion couldn't help but lick his lips, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and the aura of the Nine Layers of Xuan Ling had already exploded.

"If you want to do it, why bother so much nonsense. With a gleam in his eyes, Ling Changkong suddenly said, "Since you don't attack, then I'm not welcome." ”

The other party is a monk of Xuanling Ninefold, he is only Xuanling Ninefold, so naturally he will not ask the Lord to attack first, just to let the other party relax his vigilance.

"Descend the Dragon and Subdue the Tiger Fist!"

The figure trembled slightly, and the breath of the Xuanling Triple "Boom" exploded, Ling Changkong turned into an afterimage, rolled up the wind and slaughtered the master, carrying the dragon and tiger phantom on his fist, like a broken bamboo, and he was indomitable.

"Kill!" Seeing Ling Changkong attacking like this, the Champion sneered disdainfully. With a low shout, it is also a punch, and it will only play some small tricks like this, but in the face of real strength, all conspiracies and tricks will be shattered.

"Boom!" The Champion was just a long fist, and he didn't use any combat skills, but his mystical power far exceeded that of Ling Changkong, which was not comparable to Ling Changkong at all, and it directly offset Ling Changkong's Dragon Suppression and Tiger Fist.

Not only that, Ling Changkong's fist collided with it, as if it had hit a dark iron, and then a strong force passed through his iron fist, pouring down his arm into his body.

Sensing this, Ling Changkong couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly withdrew his fist, his figure flickered, and he retreated, and at the same time, his face was a little gloomy, staring at the champion, and secretly said in his heart: "It's so strong, it deserves to be a person who has won ninety-eight consecutive victories." ”

He knew that this ninety-eight consecutive victory was not only achieved by the champion in front of him, but the latter was able to get it from others, and he has insisted on several games so far, which shows his strength.

"Good, but this time I'm going to knock you down. ”

Seeing Ling Changkong retreating, the champion did not immediately pursue, it seemed that all this was expected by him, so he said so, and then flew in pursuit.

"Northern Ape Town Mountain Fist!"

The master stepped on the ground with both feet, the ground "rumbled" sound, he turned into an earthy yellow giant ape, and bombarded Ling Changkong, this is his best boxing technique, the second major means, he had used this Northern Ape Zhenshan Fist to repel a person before, he believed that Ling Changkong would definitely not be able to withstand his punch.

"Buddha Sect Chiba Palm!"

Seeing that the champion displayed the Northern Ape Zhenshan Fist, Ling Changkong's face finally became solemn, knowing that the other party was going to move the real character, his body bowed slightly, tied up with a horse step, and the golden light suddenly bloomed around his body, like a Buddha, and his palms pushed out against the champion, and a golden palm print burst out.

"Broken!"

The champion let out a low shout, and the giant ape phantom bombarded the golden light palm print with a punch, although it shattered the golden light palm print, but the giant ape phantom was also a lot more illusory, but he still came to the sky to kill, and the momentum on his body actually increased instead of decreasing.

"Wind Split!"

Grabbing his right hand out of thin air, Ling Changkong suddenly took out the Xuanqi broadsword, held the broadsword with both hands, and injected all the mystical power into the broadsword, like a hurricane, slashing towards the master.

"Oh no, he still has a mysterious weapon. ”

Seeing this scene, those who knew Ling Changkong had nothing, but the champion was also surprised, although he knew Ling Changkong, he didn't know Ling Changkong, and he didn't know that the person in front of him was Ling Changkong, thinking that it was just an ordinary Xuanling triple monk, but he didn't expect that he still had a mysterious weapon.

"Retreat!" Seeing that Ling Changkong took out the mysterious weapon, the champion decisively gave up the attack, and the figure flashed back, although he was confident that Ling Changkong would be blasted out of the field, but how could his physical body compare to the benefits of the mysterious weapon?!

"Split the mountain!"

The Champion just retreated for a while, and after recovering from the opportunity, he immediately stretched out his hand, took out a giant sword, roared lowly, and attacked Ling Changkong again.

"Boom!"

With the same level of mysterious weapons, almost the same combat skills, Ling Changkong's cultivation is far lower than that of the Champion, under this battle, he once again fell behind and was blown out, if it weren't for his cultivation of the Divine Cultivation and Cultivation of the World, his body was strong enough, he was probably seriously injured.

But now, although he was not seriously injured, he was also in sharp pain, which made him gasp, but finally stood firmly on the edge of the battle platform.

"Hmph, it's already good that you've persevered to this extent, I'll send you down. At this time, the champion also slightly retracted his contempt and said to Ling Changkong.

"You just said that. Ling Changkong responded coldly, and at the same time secretly breathed.

"This time, definitely!" The lord's gaze gradually turned cold, and he shouted: "Divide the sea!"

The heavy yellow Xuan Power on his body changed in an instant, turning into an even more majestic blue Xuan Power, and the blue Xuan Power turned into a vertical slash, like a string moon, separating the heavens and the earth, and slashing towards Ling Changkong.

"Aurora Nian Sword Kill!"

Seeing that the champion had already taken out his housekeeping skills, Ling Changkong naturally would not hide it, and with a low shout, the battle platform suddenly shone brightly, and a bright sword reappeared, slashing towards the champion.

"It's that trick again!" Everyone couldn't help but be surprised, and at the stands, Zhao Yingying and others couldn't help but stand up, this was a battle between victory and defeat.

"Whew!"

Ling Changkong did not collide with the champion, but a sound of breaking the air came, and when the light on the battle platform converged, only Ling Changkong stood alone, and the champion died.

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