Chapter 330: Victory or Defeat Scored?

There is no doubt that when Yang Shan took the afterimage, she fell into an unprecedented crisis.

Most people think that Lu Zhanpeng has an afterimage because he is too fast, and only a small number of disciples with high cultivation, or elders and deacons, can see that this is not an afterimage......

Not exactly an afterimage.

Besides, after Yang Shanjue's palm slapped into the air, his face also changed greatly, and he immediately turned around, and at the same time drew out his long sword and swept it towards the back.

Sou!

This sword is actually empty again, there is an afterimage in front, but there is no one behind.

Instead, Yang Shan's body leaned downward uncontrollably.

Bang!

With a muffled thud, a dazzling blue light bloomed on her back.

The whole ring was filled with a cold atmosphere.

All the audience were dumbfounded, their eyes full of incredulity.

"This ...... This isn't ...... afterimage."

"How did Senior Brother Lu do it?"

"Senior Sister Yang's resistance is really amazing. ”

Yang Shan's face turned red, and there was a thick palm on her back. And the owner of this palm is Lu Zhanpeng, who was previously thought to be an afterimage!

The afterimage actually moved just now, and just as Yang Shan drew his sword to fight back against the air behind him, he almost hit Yang Shan hard with one palm!

Lu Zhanpeng's palm can be said to have accumulated a huge amount of power, which seems to be unremarkable, but it is enough to get Yang Shan out.

However, when Yang Shan's sword missed, she also realized that she had been deceived by the afterimage.

It's impossible to go back and resist!

That's why on her back, there was such a chilly pale blue light.

"Unexpectedly, a disciple of the Jindan stage could use the water system spell so skillfully, turning water into ice at such a critical juncture, and strictly protecting himself. The skeleton real person looked at Yang Shan and admired it.

Fuyun Zhenren exhaled a long breath and said with some fear: "I thought she was going to be out, but I didn't expect that she would be so decisive." However, in a very short period of time, with the help of ice and mana barriers, the consumption of resisting Lu Zhanpeng's attack was also huge. Moreover, even if most of the power of that palm is blocked, the five internal organs will inevitably be injured......

The two elders could feel that Yang Shan's aura had declined a lot, although Lu Zhanpeng also had a loss, but it was not as big as Yang Shan.

In a close hand, if one side is not careful, it may be directly out!

Lu Zhanpeng's half-real and half-virtual afterimage obviously led to Yang Shan's misjudgment.

After Yang Shan resisted Lu Zhanpeng's attack, she also realized that she didn't have the capital to delay, so she held a three-foot long sword in her hand, and all kinds of sharp sword moves continued to be displayed.

Her body is swift and smooth, and although her sword moves may not seem to be very powerful, they are very tricky, and her control of mana is particularly fine.

At first glance, Lu Zhanpeng fell into a passive defensive posture.

However, this kind of defense does not seem to be difficult, mainly because it has brought a lot of pressure to Lu Zhanpeng's spirit.

In terms of degree, even if Yang Shan is at a disadvantage, Lu Zhanpeng can't reach it.

It is precisely because of this that after Yang Shan's sword moves came out one after another, several blood marks appeared on Lu Zhanpeng's body. However, this level of injury was not enough to affect him much.

For a while, many disciples watching the battle were looking at the shadow on the stage with their eyes stupid, one person and one sword, even if they were fighting, there was no lack of beauty at all.

When the long sword danced, there would be sharp ice spikes from time to time, which appeared in the blind corner of Lu Zhanpeng's line of sight, hiding in the sword move to attack Lu Zhanpeng.

Under such a fierce and continuous offensive, Lu Zhanpeng did not take out his weapon.

This is not to underestimate the enemy, nor is it to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, it is completely because of the exercises he cultivates, so that his ability can be wielded to the extreme, if he uses a weapon, it will become a burden to the body. His limbs and mana are the best means of attack and defense.

Similarly, with Yang Shan's current offensive, he can only cause skin trauma, and he has to rely on this injury to force him out, and I don't know how long it will accumulate.

After a long time, Yang Shan's forehead was already covered with sweat.

Immortal cultivators can control the closure of pores, which can not only reduce the loss of excess spiritual power, but also lead to no sweating.

But now, the appearance of sweat is enough to show that Yang Shan has fallen into an extremely difficult situation, so that she can't even be distracted to control the closure of pores.

Lu Zhanpeng also saw that Yang Shan's condition was getting worse and worse, so he intended to take the opportunity to end the battle.

When Yang Shan kept drawing out his sword, he was not idle.

A spell that has been secretly going on for a long time has already completed the basic spiritual power brewing. Just one time away from it, and you can cast it!

The opportunity is coming, at this moment, a cold sword aura flashed from Lu Zhanpeng's front, and Yang Shan himself followed the power of the sword qi and slashed towards Lu Zhanpeng.

A ruthless color flashed in Lu Zhanpeng's eyes, but he didn't dodge or dodge.

On the contrary, his hands were sealed, and the spiritual power in his body was almost rampant, even people in the outside world could see the restlessness in his body.

The sword qi first hit Lu Zhanpeng's body, and Lu Zhanpeng completely withstood it.

And the body of the long sword also followed, slashing fiercely at Lu Zhanpeng's chest.

Lu Zhanpeng didn't even blink his brows, he didn't move, and his whole person's skin even turned red, looking as if he had been injured by a sword.

Yang Shan obviously poured all the sword momentum on Lu Zhanpeng, but instead of being happy, she lost her face!

Her sword stopped on Lu Zhanpeng's chest like this, as if she was suppressed.

This short pause did not attract Lu Zhanpeng's attention.

"Burning Sun Dragon's Claw!"

He moved his lips slightly, and a smile appeared on his face that belonged to a winner.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the empty place in front of Lu Zhanpeng actually became violently trembling, as if a cloud of magma was gushing out of the air.

In the midst of this mass of magma, a huge dark red claw suddenly appeared, grabbing Yang Shan's willow waist with a devastating momentum.

This claw, dark red all over, as if it was covered with magma, just looks like it makes many people fearful.

Many of the outer disciples were even so frightened that they retreated backwards, far away from the ring.

Burning Sun Dragon Claw, it was actually this move, Yang Shan was afraid that he was going to lose to the two elders on the high platform, and they all had this idea.

Even Fuyun Zhenren was a little regretful: sure enough, the victory and defeat had been divided, and Yang Shan's time to break through to Jindan was too short, and he was still a little powerless to deal with Lu Zhanpeng.

The Burning Sun Dragon Claw looks like it really looks like a dragon claw, even if Lu Zhanpeng's cultivation is limited, after using this move, it is enough to lay the victory. Yang Shan had no way to avoid it, so she could only be forced out of the ring by the dragon's claws......