Chapter 1108 Chapter One Thousand One Hundred and Eight: One Move Is Enough (I)
Starting from Ye Wentian until Yulia, a total of twelve victories, the disciples of the five sects can be described as tragic to the extreme, the elite spirit saints are eliminated or admit defeat one by one, in front of tens of millions of people in the audience, they are simply embarrassed.
Soon, though, the opportunity for revenge came, at least that's what Gongsun Long thought.
"Gongsun Long, choose the opponent you want to challenge. The Martial King's voice was emotionless, obviously not interested in Gongsun Long.
Gongsun Long looked in the direction of Ye Wentian, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his voice: "I want to challenge Ye Wentian!"
Hearing this answer, not only King Wu was taken aback, but the audience was even more surprised, before Ip Mantian's appearance was obvious to everyone, at this time, he challenged Ip Mantian, isn't it self-defeating?
However, looking at Gongsun Long's expression, it didn't look like he had committed suicide at all, and many people couldn't help but secretly guess, could there be any secret tricks that couldn't be done?
"Honey, kill him!" Teresa sneered.
Ye Wentian stood up and smiled disdainfully: "Don't worry, this time, I will fight him to the death!"
In the middle of the field, Ye Wentian walked to the opposite side of Gongsun Long and said with a smile: "After seeing the fate of Ye Guiya, Zuo Yu and Lei Meng, you dare to challenge me, you are not small!"
Gongsun Long said hesitantly: "Tell you the truth, in order to participate in the competition, I lowered my cultivation, originally I was qualified to participate in the Ten Emperors List, and the purpose of this qiē is for you, you should feel honored." ”
Gongsun Long's voice was not small, and he obviously didn't want to hide this secret. Hearing this word, the audience was in an uproar, and exclamations came one after another.
You must know that once the cultivation is lowered with the secret method, it will be difficult to cultivate back, this kind of damage is almost permanent, if it is just to block Ye Wentian, is the price a little too great?
"You are really unscrupulous in order to make enemies of me, but I'm sorry, I'm not afraid of any means. "Ip Man Tiandao.
"It's not that we are enemies of you, but that you are enemies of us, since you have to stand in the way of the Five Sects, then we can only run over. Gongsun Long laughed fiercely.
Ye Wentian said coldly: "Okay, since you are so confident, then we will decide to live and die in this scene, life and death are rich and noble, do you dare?"
"Haha, that's exactly what I want, you'll regret it!" Gongsun Long laughed.
"Regret? Let's see who will regret it. Don't worry, I'll kill you seriously this time. Ye Wentian narrowed his eyes and signaled that he was ready.
After King Wu confirmed, he gave an order to announce the start of the game.
The hearts of the audience immediately pinched, only to see Gongsun Long take out a black ball that looked like jade and swallow it, in an instant, his breath began to soar sharply, his robe hunted and danced, the muscles of his whole body began to twist and bulge, the green tendons on his skin burst out, his eyes burst out of his throat and made a great sound, and he seemed to be suffering great pain.
Everyone in the audience above the Spirit Emperor stood up in shock, and they could clearly feel that Gongsun Long's aura had broken through the Spirit Emperor level in the blink of an eye, and it was still improving, and there was a tendency to approach the Supreme level.
The violent spiritual power fluctuations spread wildly around Gongsun Long, like a tidal wave.
Eighty-seven, eighty-eight, Gongsun Long's aura was still rising, and the audience was shocked, could it really be promoted to the supreme level? What is that black ball that looks like jade?
Finally, under everyone's stunned gaze, Gongsun Long's aura climbed to level ninety!
Ninety level, supreme level!
At this moment, the audience was silent, a spirit saint suddenly became supreme, and no one could digest this fact.
Gongsun Long clenched his fists, feeling the surging power all over his body, his arms shook and his blood boiled, and a whole seven bloody snakes rushed out, each of which was cultivated to the extreme.
The pale golden spiritual flame rolled out, the golden light in his hand flashed, and a golden long sword appeared out of thin air, exuding the supreme heavenly power of the supreme yang, it was really a martial spirit pointing heavenly sword!
Eight spirit rings rose from under his feet, the sixth spirit ring shone brightly, and with a mistake in both hands, the Pointing Heaven Sword was actually split into two, turning into two Pointing Heaven Sword!
"Ye Wentian, do you see? I'm at the Supreme level now, although I can only keep it for half an hour, it's more than enough to kill you. Gongsun Long laughed, laughing confidently and wildly, defending himself to see the scene of Ye Wentian dying under his sword.
Everyone gasped and temporarily promoted their cultivation to the supreme, this method was terrifying!
"Cut, Supreme, don't put gold on your face. Do you have the Ninth Spirit Ring? Can you tear the space? Do you control the rules of the space? Have you condensed the soul bead?" Ye Wentian asked with a disdainful expression.
Gongsun Long laughed for a while, choked and speechless, he thought that Ye Wentian would at least panic, but he was disappointed.
Ye Wentian's face turned grim and sneered: "No, you don't have any of them, do you dare to call yourself the Supreme?
"What if it's not the real Supreme, my rank can firmly suppress you, and my blood qi is now stronger than yours, what are you going to fight with me?" Gongsun Long roared angrily, raised his hands, and the two Heavenly Knuckle Swords bloomed with brilliant golden-red light, as if two rounds of scorching sun were rising, stabbing many people unable to open their eyes.
If you don't self-deprecate and cultivate, maybe I will have to work hard, but if you subjugate yourself to cultivation, even if you are temporarily promoted to a pseudo-supreme, you will still be a spirit saint after all, and this cannot be changed. Ye Wentian was covered in golden flames and rolled out angrily, like a god descending to earth, his right hand was raised, the golden light flashed, and the thunder dragon Fang Heavenly Halberd fell into his hand.
"I'll kill you!" Gongsun Long's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared in anger, and the two Heavenly Swords descended like the scorching sun, carrying seven bloody snakes, and slashed towards Ye Wentian.
"Die!" Ye Wentian's eyes suddenly turned pure silver, and in the golden light that shone on the audience, two silver lightning bolts burst out, instantly submerging into Gongsun Long's eyes.
Soul lightning, specializing in attacking souls, Ye Wentian's soul power was originally close to the supreme level, and after the soul suppression card was refined, the condensation process was raised by a grade, and the power of soul lightning was naturally stronger.
And Gongsun Long, although he was temporarily promoted to the pseudo-supreme, but the soul origin would not be enhanced, he was struck by soul lightning, and suddenly felt that the sea of souls was turned upside down, all consciousness instantly collapsed, the golden light of the Heavenly Sword in his hand was dim, he held his head and howled miserably, and the seven orifices staggered to his knees with blood.
The audience was stunned, and they didn't understand what was going on, why Gongsun Long, who was extremely strong a second ago, suddenly fell to his knees and howled miserably?
Ye Wentian clenched the halberd with both hands, and the spiritual flames all over his body were frantically injected into the halberd, the halberd buzzed and vibrated brighter and brighter, and the endless purple lightning converged towards the halberd blade, condensing into an almost materialized purple lightning thunderball.
"Thunder Light ......" Ye Wentian's eyes were raised, without emotion, like the god of death harvesting life, and an inverted air flow began to appear around the halberd blade, and the air flow became faster and faster, more and more intense!
When the last word was spit out, Ye Wentian's eyes suddenly turned dark purple, and a radius of 100 meters under his feet exploded, and his figure distorted and disappeared in an instant, and as far as the naked eye could see, he could only see a hideous thunder dragon with teeth and claws, passing through Gongsun Long's heart, like a prison dragon ascending to heaven and soaring straight into the sky.