Chapter 10 Draw

Bai Lang's eyebrows were tightly condensed together, and the sword light was like electricity, like water, like wind and fog. It changed thousands of times in an instant and kept killing the falling purple clouds, but they all failed without exception.

This purple cloud is so strange that it seems to be invisible and indelible.

"Boom!"

Bai Lang's figure finally submerged in the purple haze, as if he had fallen into a chaos, with vast eyes, purple smoke, and could not see the east, west, north and south at all. Bai Lang strode a few feet, but soon found that he could not rush out of the purple cloud at all, as if the world had been sealed.

He sweated coldly, and Bai Lang didn't expect that this purple cloud was so powerful that it was difficult to break through. It's not that he doesn't have the cards, the map of beasts, the secret of killing the sky, the magical Xumi altar, and the magic medicine hoe obtained in the ancient village, each of which has magical power. However, at the beginning of the war, Xiao Baiyu may not have done his best. Now he takes out the bottom card, which is really not suitable, not to mention that he is in the sunset. He doesn't want to expose too much.

"Wind and Cloud Meeting!"

Xiao Baiyu scratched his hands, and the wind suddenly rose. The wind rolled like a knife. The purple clouds rolled, and the electric light was even more powerful. A vague figure inside flashed away and soon disappeared again. Only the storm in the purple clouds could be seen roaring and powerful.

"After all, Brother Xiao is better!"

"Oh, it's a pity. I thought Brother Bai would bloom!"

Many disciples of the Bailang faction looked ugly and frowned. They seemed to see Xiao Baiyu's arrogant look after winning and the consequences of the great elder faction. They looked at Xiao Baiyu, who controlled everything on the stage, couldn't help clenching their hands and staring at the rolling clouds at the bottom of their hearts. It seems that we are still looking forward to the miracle.

In the wind and clouds, purple clouds seal the world, and the wind blade erodes like a knife. Once trapped in it, it is like falling into the void and has no way to go. It can only wait for the pain of ten thousand blades to cut off and be worn out into a pile of flesh and blood.

"Don't worry, I'll spare your life!" Xiao Baiyu's voice came coldly and was very clear. He was a century-old wizard and valued by the sect, but he did not dare to really kill Bai Lang here. After all, Bai Lang's qualifications were not weaker than him. If he really dared to die, he would definitely be severely punished by the sect.

Bai Lang was completely immersed in the ethereal realm of the purple cloud cold blade. Xiao Baiyu's words only took the breeze in his ear and blew gently.

However, the people under the stage are more and more shocked. More people believe that Bai Lang has been killed without resistance and is about to be defeated. Even a few people who still have illusions about Bai Lang have changed their faces and sighed in a low voice.

At this time, Song Weifeng had finished the game. His face was pale and his body was full of blood. He still struggled to win this game. When he saw Bai Lang being shrouded in purple clouds, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of white frost, and he became bloodless with a brush. He had heard of Xiao Baiyu's power for a long time and could compete with Taoist wizards. He frowned and worried, staring at everything on the stage without blinking.

"Cry and somling!"

The purple wind blades are stacked, endlessly, and fiercely cut on Bai Lang's body. Bai Lang's body is like Bodhi, and his body is full of golden light, like golden armor. Those wind blades bombarded on his body, and the firelight splashed, making bursts of harsh sounds, and he was always helpless.

The purple wind blade is all over the world, which is simply more dense than locusts. The golden light trembles, sonorous, and the whiteness runs the mysterious method, and the whole body spewed out thinly. While resisting the wind blade, thinking about how to crack it.

The wind became more and more eager, and the purple blade roared and cut, almost drowning the white. Even when it was cut down, it contained the power of thunder and lightning, making the limbs numb and gradually losing consciousness.

"No, it will be troublesome if it goes on like this!" Bai Lang encouraged Zhenyuan, restored his numb body, dispelled the power of thunder and lightning that hit his body, and his brain started to run wildly.

At one moment, Bai Lang's body suddenly shook and flew wildly, and a pair of cold eyes burst into amazing brilliance. He shouted, and the golden light on his body suddenly burst out, defeating and scattering countless wind blades.

Taking advantage of this moment, Bai Lang's body was like a shadow, his fingers were like a flower, and golden rays hit out in different directions, flashed again and again, and then fell into the purple clouds.

Bai Lang did not dare to stop. His ten fingers moved, and his walking method was strange. He repeatedly stepped on the position of the sky. His fingers were like fireworks, and he shouted softly: "Seal! Seal! Seal! Seal!"

In a moment, nearly a hundred streamers entered the ethereal clouds. With the last golden light, the light burst into the white eyes and shouted: "Break!"

"Wo! Oh! ..."

The originally hidden golden light lit up at the same time, like a guiding light, which was extremely bright and illuminated the four directions. The golden light is intertwined, forming a large net with a little light shining and beautiful.

The golden net cover fell, and the purple fog had no place to escape. It seemed to be sealed by the invisible force. The wind stopped, the purple fog solidified and no longer rolled and fluctuated. The golden light in Bai Lang's eyes was like a figure. In an instant, he penetrated the fog and saw where Xiao Baiyu was.

Xiao Baiyu found a deep look. Suddenly, the magic formula in his hand trembled and his face turned pale. Unexpectedly, Bai Lang was going to break his wind and clouds. He quickly stroked it, hit the divine light, and wanted to kill Bai Lang.

"Hmm!" Bai Lang snorted coldly, and the golden net fell down. There was no purple fog that could escape and was crushed little by little. Soon the purple fog in the sky was surrounded by the golden net and turned into a streamer and dispersed.

"You can break through the seal!" Xiao Baiyu's face was cold, and his heart was not good.

"I told you, little Doyle!" Bai Langcheng wanted to be angry with Xiao Baiyu, and his words were merciless and sarcastic.

"You are too arrogant!" Bai Lang's sword in his hand was shining brightly, and the glow was like a dragon in the wild, rising to the sky. A sword light cut through the sky, and the wind and thunder were faint.

Xiao Baiyu's face was cold: "Do you think this will beat me?" Unexpectedly, he grabbed the void, and countless lights shone and condensed into a purple sword. The huge murderous intention surged out. Xiao Baiyu looked crazy and grabbed a purple sword. At that moment, the momentum was amazing, which was comparable to the rebirth of the god of killing.

"What a violent momentum!" Li Changfeng, who had been paying attention to everyone in the distance, frowned and whispered to himself.

"Kill!"

Xiao Baiyu waved his purple sword, and the place where he passed was like an endless flame burning, and the air was shaking. The sword of the demon, like a demon, cut down with a sword, the gods and demons roared together, and the sword spirit rushed straight to the man, and even the ghosts and gods cried for it.

Bai Lang's spirit was elevated to the extreme at this moment. His divine consciousness seemed to be tangible, turning into two divine lights bursting out of his eyes, capturing the sword light that was as fast as electricity, but seemed to be oppressed from all angles.

"Boom!"

Taiqing imperial swordsmanship was peaceful and full of breath. There was a large Buddha's big seal in the dark, forming a strong sword light like a tsunami mountain. Facing the cold light crossed by the corner of his eyes, he violently hit it.

The endless glow rolled, directly destroying the ring, and the swords all over the sky were full of swords, making people feel cold. In the violent collision, smoke and dust rolled, rocks pierced through the air, and the faces of the onlookers changed greatly. They quickly carved spells and patted them everywhere, forming a light curtain in a very short time, trapping the chaotic ring in it. The sword light shot on the light curtain, causing layers of ripples, which was very scary.

The people around the audience were pale, and several people retreated in panic. They were even trampled on the ground with the old man's footprints on their faces. At this time, their faces were full of bad luck and cursing angrily.