Chapter 353 Refeat

On Xing Moran's body, he felt a smell of mixed yuan. The magic power condensed uniquely. His whole body was mixed yuan freely, and he could not grasp any traces. The other party's consciousness was several times stronger than before. Standing in front of Xing Moran, Zheng Mo felt a great pressure. This pressure, even in general The elder of Jindan period did not feel that this was the difference between genius and mediocrity.

"Well, it seems that he is indeed in front of us. I am no longer an opponent. However, what I practice is the magic knife. I pay attention to the ruthlessness of the heavenly knife. Everything in front of me must be killed. If the opponent is too strong, he can hone his will, the greater the pressure will be. , which can stimulate people's potential.

Thinking of this, he resolutely straightened his body, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he shouted harshly, "Don't talk nonsense. I just want to challenge you today. Even if I know that I can't defeat you, I won't shrink back. My knife doesn't allow it." After the last word came out, he was exhausted. With this fierce shout, his whole body's power suddenly burned. The black flame steamed from his body and quickly condensed in the air, emitting an extremely arrogant and domineering breath. The whole person turned into a three-foot-long black knife, and the incomparable knife spirit suddenly rushed The sky rose and silently cut off to Xing. He wanted to use this momentum to distinguish the winner in one fell swoop.

Xing silently looked at this knife gas, and a feeling of sharpness on his back arisenly. This feeling, according to his current strength, seemed impossible at all, but now, it did appear. He immediately played twelve points of spirit, put his hands up, and suddenly an invisible wind formed in his hand. This group The wind is his fundamental spell. It is extremely powerful. It seems that there is nothing, like an invisible air, but he really exists.

As soon as the wind took action, it pushed up and immediately blocked the huge knife ground. The torn knife gas was cut on the wind and immediately stirred up the infinite gas. The wind was reckless. The mana of the two different attributes clashed, and the fight was extremely fierce.

As soon as Xing silently took over the spirit, he immediately felt that his body sank and could not stabilize the magic power. An extremely fierce knife spirit ruthlessly eroded into his own magic power. It was extremely fierce, with an eternal momentum, and his will was extremely condensed. If his own consciousness had not been unified with the power, this energy Maybe it will really be cut down.

Feeling here, he sneered, his consciousness moved, his mana turned, and suddenly raised the mana and poured a strong will into it. The power of the wind was completely exerted, and the whole person turned into a ball of wind and rushed directly up.

Zheng Mo took a knife and cut through the void, and fell the sentence silently in the air with a knife. His heart suddenly sank, and the strong will immediately urged to open. The knife spirit was vertically and horizontally, tearing the void, and the strong knife spirit immediately urged again, trying to cut through the wind with one knife. If even this group of wind could not be cleaned up, his magic knife will be passed on to the people. Don't fool around.

At this time, he suddenly felt an extremely powerful erosion force from the top of the qi. This force, layered and vast, seemed to be pervasive, eroded into his knife gas. At the same time, around him, the invisible airflow seemed to have life, strong The wind generated out of thin air and stirred on the knife spirit, slowing down his offensive. At the same time, the divine consciousness suddenly stagnated and was eroded by a force and gradually weakened.

With one breath, he declined again and exhausted three times. Zheng Mo finally took action. How could he tolerate this and feel the ubiquitous wind? He seemed to have some insights.

What Xing silently cultivates is the power of the wind. He feels that the wind of all existence is ubiquitous and ubiquitous, but wherever there is a gap, he can be invaded by the wind. His own divine consciousness cannot be as harmonious. If he really achieves it, I'm afraid it is an opportunity to achieve golden elixir. Thinking of this, he raised his eyebrows. The turned knife light condensed three points again, and the knife light flipped and broke through to the sky.

The knife pays attention to the power and sinks. There is no certain amount of savings. No matter how condensed the knife light is, the power cannot be fully exerted. Thinking of this, he condensed his divine knowledge with all his strength, waved the magic knife in his hand, and the blade pointed straight to the sky.

Xing silently saw here. With his wisdom, how could he not know what Zheng Mo wanted to do? He sneered, and his consciousness was stimulated. Within dozens of miles, the air became extremely heavy. The whole sky suddenly became dark, as if the sky had reversed. Suddenly, an incomparable wind vortex appeared in the sky. In this vortex In the middle, the circle of wind rotated down, creating a strong suction. This suction forcibly pulled the air away, and the strong wind speed formed a white wind, which was extremely horrible. And in the center of this horrible suction, he pointed straight to Zheng Mo's knife light.

This wind vortex covers an extremely large area, covering almost the entire competition venue. The scene is magnificent, and the infinite wind flows between heaven and earth, and the power is unparallable for a while.

Zheng Mo's knife light was entangled by this suction, and he felt as if he had fallen into the mud. It was difficult to walk, and suddenly said that it was not good.

Dao is actually similar to kendo. It pays attention to one hit, escapes thousands of miles, and his body is as good. He loses control of the surrounding space. When he is trapped in it, he falls into the lower quadruple and can't play freely. If the knife move can't be played, he has basically been defeated. Xing silently this move is simply to draw money from the bottom of the pot and from the root. Ben* all his changes are completely blocked.

Thinking of this, he sighed secretly, "Geniuses often expect enemies and prophets. There is no way to continue this battle, and the scene created by himself has no room for play at all."

He originally wanted to confront Xing Moran and use the other party to hone himself. Unexpectedly, the other party saw it first that he did not fight hard and created a dilemma, and it was an unsolved dilemma.

The wind vortex covers the whole competition venue. No matter where you hide, you can control it directly from the other side.

Wind is everywhere. As long as there is wind, it is the battlefield of the other side. He has lost this battle. However, in order to hone himself, in the huge suction, he ran the knife light, the practiced knife light, dragged out a series of knife shadows in the air, trying to get out.

The knife light is vertical and horizontal, domineering, and the invisible wind and knife spirit are intertwined, which looks extremely strange.

However, no matter how fierce his knife spirit is, he can't cut Xing Moran himself at all. At this moment, the whole competition venue is the embodiment of Xing Moran, and no one can be found.

"The divine consciousness is not as good as him. He can't find anyone. No matter how fierce the knife is, he can't exert it. It's really hateful."

Thinking of this, he scattered the knife light, and his whole body was suddenly exposed to the air. The knife body in his hand vibrated, forming a knife gas, protecting himself from it and resisting the ubiquitous wind around him.

"Cen Moran, I admit that I'm not your opponent. I admit defeat." After saying this, he was suddenly discouraged, and his whole body suddenly waned and was listless.

Above the sky, in the vortex, Xing's silent voice suddenly came from the air, which was extremely arrogant. He laughed, "Hey, you want me to be a grindstone. Zheng Mo, your wisdom is not enough. It's almost enough for my little brother. You go down. The next moment, Li Mingchong, come on, I want to see, you The Tianyuan Sword Book has arrived for a few minutes.

Incarnates infinite wind, and the punishment is extremely confident.

Seeing this ending, Li Mingchong stood on the magnetic peak. He hesitated. To be honest, as long as it was kendo or knife, he was afraid of being besieged. The power of silence to control the wind was far beyond imagination. Zheng Mo proved that there was nothing he could do. Thinking of this, he took a step back and said very simply, "I quit." He looks extremely single.

"You really carry forward your style. It's really shameless." Xing silently suddenly appeared and gave Li Ming a middle finger without any high demeanor.

There was an uproar in the field, and many elders whispered to each other. Although this battle was a little boring, it was definitely a classic battle. With its own advantages, the other party was trapped, did not make positive contact, and did not give the other party any chance. This is no longer a skill in the use of magic power, but wisdom.

"This boy, it's amazing. Shoushan Taoist Temple is full of talents, which is really enviable!" On the rostrum, the Lord of Yuan Palace sighed. As the host, he has arrived early to watch it with the elders of the sect. He has seen that this rookie conference, the Lotte Palace, has no chance and the failure is extremely complete. In this conference, the number of masters and the strength of disciples has far exceeded that of any session held in the past. It can be said that it is the most successful time and also the most tragic loss. It is not only the loss of the sect's magic formula, but also the loss of many magic weapons.

Next to him, a group of elders nodded, and even the elders in the devil's way silently respected the punishment.

Elder Jian stood up and sighed, "Jing Moran has mastered the general outline of the wind of heaven and earth, but wherever there is wind, there is his existence. With this premise, as long as the other party's cultivation is not higher than him, he has been invincible. In the field, I'm afraid that only cloth can be his opponent, and the rest of the people, including now Most of the golden elixir masters in the field are not defeated by this son.

The sword elder practiced kendo and usually didn't speak much. When he saw this battle today, he felt it. Xing Moran's opponent is simply a nightmare for all speed monks. Jian Xiu's vein and Dao's vein are the most restrained, but not as good as other genres. Unless the opponent's consciousness is far higher than Xing Moran, he can lock his position in the void and attack directly, otherwise there is no way.