Chapter 645: Two strong confrontations
readx;? Lu Chuan slapped Hua Xiangchun on the back of the head again, and said angrily: "Get out! Senior Brother Ben is here to learn from Mu Han Daoyou's fighting methods, and he is not interested in the position of the hundredth champion at all! You can think of it, do you think Senior Brother Ben is as useless as you?"
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Hua Xiangchun didn't dare to contradict it, the little chicken nodded again and again like a chicken, and hurriedly saw the wind and said with a smile: "Ahem, of course Senior Brother Lu is aiming to be at the top of the pioneer list! How can he look at the last place? It was the little brother who was in a hurry and said the wrong thing, and I ask the senior brother to forgive me." But after the senior brother shows his skills and defeats Mu Han, this last seat will be given to the junior brother, what do you think?"
"Get out!" Lu Chuan was stirred up by him, and in the face of a strong enemy like the evil cultivator Mu Han, he was inevitably a little impetuous, but for the sake of his peers, he still said proudly: "If I defeat Mu Han, the last champion will naturally be yours." But now, less of an eyesore in front of me, roll as far as you want!"
Hua Xiang Chunru received the decree of the law, and hurriedly said yes, and crawled to the edge of the main ring with joy, and did not forget to wave the flag and shout to Senior Brother Lu, and beckoned the disciples of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect under the ring to shout together, cheering and cheering wave after wave.
Lu Chuan's conceit is the strongest sword cultivator among the second-generation disciples of Xianmen on weekdays, and he behaves in a style, deliberately learning the ancient sword cultivation style on the murals of Xianmen.
Seeing him in white clothes and green sword, even the action of drawing the sword was extremely exquisite, and he pulled a sword flower in the air, and the green sword was shining with a sharp sword, pointing obliquely to the ground, and said: "Mu Daoyou, please!"
Ye Ling, who had been sitting quietly on the position of the hundredth champion, turned a blind eye to the trickery of Lu Chuan and Hua Xiangchun's fellow disciples, and it was only then that Ye Ling slowly raised his head, and a trace of fierceness flashed between his eyebrows!
Ye Ling knew very well that a cultivator who had built the peak of the ninth layer of the foundation like this was also a recognized powerhouse in the same rank, coupled with his status as a great disciple of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect, he must be extremely powerful and extremely difficult to deal with.
If this defeat is in the hands of Lu Chuan, of course, he can challenge other champions again, and he will not lose the position of the commander of the vanguard army of the sea. But in front of the eyes of the public, once they are defeated, this heel will be planted! They will become the laughing stock of all cultivators.
Mo said that he didn't have the face to see Hongtang, Xiao Tao and Qingwan, but even Si Kou Tingyan, who worshiped his other identity, Sect Master Ye, saw that he was defeated, and he was also disgraced and his face was dull.
Therefore, Ye Ling made up his mind, this battle can only be won, and cannot be defeated. Even if the other party is stronger than him in terms of cultivation and strength, he can't back down, he can only try to win!
Ye Ling looked at Lu Chuan's sword cultivation style, cold and arrogant, revealing loneliness, although he said politely and said a word of invitation, in fact, arrogance had already been engraved into his bone marrow. Ye Ling had seen a lot of such monks, his eyes were so poisonous, and the flash of lightning in his mind already had an idea!
I saw Ye Ling stand up unhurriedly, hugged his fist at Lu Chuan, and said indifferently: "You and I must learn the fighting method first! The sword is ruthless, the magic weapon has no eyes, in case Mu Mou misses and hurts you, he will give him his own elixir, and he will personally heal your injuries, don't worry." ā
Lu Chuan was slightly stunned, listening to what he said, he was like everyone's demeanor, and he couldn't help but start to re-examine Mu Han in front of him. Seeing that on his angular face, there was a serious face, which did not seem to be fake, Lu Chuan was no matter what, and he could not connect him with the murderous demon cultivator who did not blink, as well as the evil and vicious evil cultivator.
Lu Chuan also nodded solemnly: "Mu Daoyou is bright and fair, Lu admires! You and I are fighting a gentleman's battle, and you don't have to fight to the death." As long as the opponent's magic weapon is injured, or the magic robe equipment is damaged, the opponent has to admit defeat. ā
"That's exactly what happened!" Ye Ling said categorically, neatly, and Lu Chuan did not allow any suspicion.
At the same time, several Jin Dan elders who were in charge of judging on the main ring also agreed very much, nodded with a smile, and encouraged: "That's right! You are the strongest in the vanguard army of the sea conquest, you can't make any mistakes, stop at the point! ā
After Lu Chuan jumped, he vacated the venue, and sacrificed the green sword around his body, which was the protective posture of the sword for thousands of miles, quite a kind of kendo grandmaster's bearing, and his demeanor was also extremely chic, attracting the attention of many female cultivators under the ring, and the female disciples of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Gate were even more fanatical, shouting and cheering for the senior brother.
Hearing the shouts of the female cultivators, Lu Chuan was even more fluttering, fluttering, deliberately maintaining this gentleman's bearing, and his words were a little polite: "Mu Daoyou, please show your sword!" I have seen Your Excellency's flying sword, the ice mangsen is cold, the material is extraordinary, comparable to my Qingmang sword, in the entire Golden Pavilion Immortal Gate, it is difficult to find the second one, Lu is about to go up for a while, to see if your flying sword is sharp, or my Qingmang sword is sharper!"
Ye Ling laughed secretly in his heart, if he hadn't learned the technique of smelting and inlay from the Elder Tang of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect, which changed the appearance of the Demon Sword, concealed its metallicness, and used Sea Ice Crystal Flowers, Purple Snow Stones, etc., to make the Demon Sword wrapped in a layer of cold aura, otherwise Lu Chuan would really have to find out the origin of his flying sword.
Ye Ling said loudly: "Since it is a gentleman's battle, how can I use a flying sword to fight against you? lest the two swords collide and be damaged." So, I'm going to change the magic weapon to fight with you, be careful!"
As he spoke, Ye Ling patted the storage bag, and the ancient treasure wind banner came out in response! Ye Ling waved the banner inlaid with cloud pattern tourmaline, and a hula roll, in an instant, the clouds were gloomy and indifferent, the yin wind was miserable, and countless poisonous souls surrounded the ancient wind banner, which was not only extremely evil, but also exuded a sense of the vicissitudes of time, which could be called the treasure of evil cultivation!
The eyes of all the monks above and below the main ring were straightened! The yin wind brought up by the miserable blue poisonous soul was like a cold wind, and the entire ring was like a layer of cold air.
"Poisonous Soul Banner!" Lu Chuan gasped, his expression became extremely solemn, what he relied on was nothing more than the Natal Qingmang Sword, the sword move and sword qi cultivation were extremely proficient, and the flying sword that dealt with the evil cultivator Mu Han was of course no problem. But now that Mu Han has changed into a soul flag, it seems that this is the strongest magic weapon of the evil cultivator Mu Han, which makes Lu Chuan feel like he has punched the cotton and has nowhere to go.
There were also whispers in the crowd, and all the impressions that Mu Han gave them, such as the large-scale demon flame group attack, the weird soul attack, and the soul banner now surrounded by poisonous mist, were all so evil and awe-inspiring!
Qing Wan has been under the ring, watching and watching, seeing the master sacrifice a greatly changed wind flag, and suddenly realized that the seemingly powerful poisonous soul is actually just a trick, and the wind attribute attack of the wind banner is the strongest killing move, Qing Wan pursed her lips at Xiao Tao and smiled: "Lu Chuan is going to be bad! How did he know that the master wind flag is powerful! Mistook it for a poison flag, then it's good." ā
Xiao Tao said worriedly: "I hope so, but this person's combat power cannot be underestimated, and the attacks of sword cultivation are often very sharp! It depends on how the master resists, as long as he can block his one move or two, there is a chance to urge the wind banner to counterattack!"