Chapter 320 Three Moves Next
Yan Sen raised his hands, and in the palms of his hands, it was like two whirlpools. He constantly sucked the aura within a hundred feet around him to the palms of his hands, and the two light balls full of aura also appeared in his palms, getting bigger and bigger!
"Pup my move!"
Yan Sen roared, his arms fell, and the two spiritual light balls in his palms flew to Long Yi!
Long Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and the little black in the Heiyan sword came out a thought. The next moment, a magnificent sword spirit erupted from the body of the Heiyan sword. Those sword gas turned into a virtual shadow of the black flame sword, dense, like countless hanging in mid-air, blocking Long Yi and those two. Between the spiritual photospheres!
Boom!
A loud noise came out, and two spiritual light balls collided with the sword spirit virtual shadow released by the Heiyan sword, and then burst, and another fierce spiritual storm appeared out of thin air!
The sword spirit virtual shadow disappeared in the impact of the spiritual storm released by the two spiritual light balls, but almost at the same time, another sword spirit virtual shadows appeared from the sword spirit released by the black flame sword. It seemed that the sword spirit shadow of the black flame sword was not exhausted!
The violent spiritual storm raged around Long Yi's body, and at this time, Long Yi was already in the sword spirit defense shield released by the black fire sword. He was not affected by the impact of those spiritual storms at all. He looked calmly at the mess in front of him. Through the spiritual light, he saw Yan Sen's sinister. With a shocking look!
After three breaths, the spiritual storm dissipated, but the sword spirit virtual shadow released by the Heiyan Sword was still like at the beginning, staying in the air countless times. It seemed that the magic attack made by Yan Sen before had no impact on the sword spirit virtual shadow of the Heiyan Sword!
The corners of Long Yi's mouth raised slightly, and at the same time, a thought came out to Xiaohei. Then, those sword spirit virtual shadows disappeared, and the black flame sword held by Long Yi's hand calmed down.
"I'm giving up. Please give me the third move."
Long Yi opened his mouth lightly, and this sentence fell into Yan Sen's ear, undoubtedly as if he was slapped him in the face, making his face suddenly pale.
Two consecutive magic attacks have been easily solved by people. If this person is a strong man like Wei Li who is one level higher than him, Yan Sen has nothing to say, but the person who resolves the attack of the two magic skills is a descendant of Yuan Ying in the later stage, which is a huge irony for Yan Sen. Thorn!
The anger in Yan Sen's heart was already soaring. If he could, he wanted to take action directly at this time to smash Long Yi's body. However, Bei Jia was watching behind him, and he did not dare to do anything.
Long Yi held the black sword and quietly waited for Yan Sen to take action for the third time. His breath was as calm and indifferent as the first time. However, at this time, none of the redwood practitioners below him thought that Long Yi was just a weak person in the late Yuanying period. For them, Long Yi's body exuded The spiritual breath that came was definitely deliberately covered up! Otherwise, how can Long Yi block two magic attacks in a row without any damage!
For a while, Long Yi's cultivation and strength became extremely mysterious in everyone's eyes. Those mahoganytang practitioners secretly guessed in their hearts that Long Yi's real cultivation may have surpassed Yan Sen!
Beijia watched Long Yi use the black fire sword to block Yan Sen's two consecutive magic attacks. He still looked indifferent and the city was extremely deep, and Wei Li looked at Long Yi with more meaningful appreciation.
Yan Sen's face was pale, and his eyes seemed to be able to spew out a raging anger. He suddenly let out a low voice, raised his hand and patted the storage bag. The light in his hand flashed, and a golden bowl appeared in his hand!
Seeing the golden bowl, several people on the stage, except for Beijia, changed their looks. Yu Li said in a hurry, "Your Excellency, it's not appropriate for Yan Sen to do this!"
Beijia said lightly, "I don't care how strong that boy is. Since he wants to get the position of the head of the mahogany hall, he must pass the strict test. Otherwise, Yan Sen will not accept it."
When Yu Li heard the words, he suffocated his words and did not dare to speak again. He was very clear that the last sentence of Beijia meant "Yan Sen was unconvinced".
Yan Sen has been coveting the position of the head of the Redwood Hall for a long time. After learning that the Jiang brothers died in battle and the Redwood Hall lost its leader, he took the initiative to ask Beijia for the position of the head of the Redwood Hall. However, Beijia did not agree, and Yan Sen was naturally angry.
In order to dissipate Yan Sen's gloom, Beijia asked Yan Sen to personally test the people who want to get the position of Lord of the Redwood Hall. Such an arrangement, to some extent, is also to appease Yan Sen. Therefore, although Beijia is very clear, Yan Sen took out the golden bowl magic weapon, which means that Yan Sen will not have any reservations or stop it in the next third magic attack and the last magic attack.
If Yan Sen exerts the strongest magic attack and still can't let Long Yi retreat, then Yan Sen has no reason to be dissatisfied, because Yan Sen has proved his strength, not as good as the new Redwood master!
As soon as the golden bowl appeared, the spiritual breath on Yan Sen's body also rose again, and this time, the spiritual breath on his body was more than several times stronger than before!
The golden bowl was in his hand, and Yan Sen held it up with his hands. At the same time, the magnificent spiritual fog in the void was constantly converging towards the golden bowl and was swallowed up by the golden bowl, and the golden bowl was also accompanied by the golden light flashing!
Long Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the golden bowl. He also realized that Yan Sen was going to do his best this time. He sent an idea to Xiaohei, and Xiaohei also responded immediately.
Long Yi's fingers loosened, and the black sword body was hanging in the air. The sword body trembled, and a clear sword sounded over the battlefield, stretching endlessly. At the same time, a huge sword shadow also suddenly appeared, just above Long Yi's head!
The sword shadow is very huge, and the sword body is ten feet long. Although it is only an illusory image, the kendo breath emanating from the sword shadow is extremely magnificent!
Xiaohei's voice came to Long Yi's mind and said, "This guy is too arrogant. If he doesn't teach him a lesson, he will still find trouble, hum!"
When Long Yi heard this, he did not stop him. Indeed, as Xiaohei said, Yan Sen has been covered by anger, and his hatred for him is also very strong. If he doesn't take advantage of this time and let Yan Sen know the difficulties and retreat, I'm afraid he will be more unfavorable in the future.
The absorption of the aura in the void by the golden bowl lasted for five breaths. The aura of heaven and earth over the whole sand field was fully absorbed by half by the golden bowl, which made the aura in the battlefield very thin, but in great contrast to it was the golden bowl and Yan Sen's spiritual breath, so powerful that it could only Use the word horror to describe it!
Yan Sen's eyes were congested, and his whole body seemed to be a little stronger because of his great abundance of spiritual power. He showed a ferocious smile, and then he opened his mouth and let out a sharp roar: "Take my move to gather spirits!"
Before he finished speaking, Yan Sen put the golden bowl with both hands towards Long Yi. At the same time, a golden pillar of light, which seemed to be a substance, erupted out of the golden bowl and bombarded at Long Yi!
Almost at the same time, the black flame sword suspended in front of Long Yi made a chopping action, and the ten-foot-long giant sword virtual shadow hanging above Long Yi's head was also suddenly cut off!
The beam of light is close, getting closer and closer to Long Yi, but in the middle of the way, the sword shadow also hummed down and chopped down on the beam of light!
Boom!
A loud noise that seemed to burst the heaven and the earth suddenly came out. The 2,500 practitioners of the mahogany hall all looked miserable, their bodies trembled, and they looked extremely painful!
Wei Li quickly flew out of the platform from the point. He hung high in the sky and raised his hand in front of him. A forbidden light curtain with a radius of 300 feet appeared immediately, wrapping the void where Yan Sen and Long Yi were in it!
In the forbidden light curtain, the beam of light immediately dissipated after colliding with the sword shadow, but the incomparable spiritual storm of spiritual power turned into a whirlwind in the void in the prohibition!
A three-foot-long space crack appeared between Long Yi and Yan Sen, and a dark world wind that seemed to be able to cut everything into countless fragments emerged from the space crack, crazily absorbing the chaotic aura of heaven and earth in the forbidden light curtain!
The space crack is like a big mouth, rapidly devouring everything around it. The energy bursting from the spiritual storm can't escape in front of the space crack. It is quickly involved in it. The space crack is also expanding as a result. However, when the surrounding spiritual storm gradually dissipates, the space The cracks are re-shrunk until the space is sewn up again.
When the crack in that space appeared, Long Yi retreated rapidly. Under the protection of the Black Fire Sword, he was not affected at all, but Yan Sen did not have such good luck.
The golden bowl magic weapon is Yan Sen's original magic weapon, and the spiritual light pillar attack is also Yan Sen's strongest magic power, which is extremely powerful. However, when the sword shadow of the black fire sword collided with the pillar of light, Yan Sen clearly felt that his magic attack was unmatched in front of the sword shadow!
The spiritual light column, while being chopped and bursting by the shadow of the sword, also extremely strangely penetrated the chaotic and violent spiritual storm and bombarded the spiritual defense mask on Yan Sen's body!
That sword did not hurt Yan Sen, but it opened a gap in the spiritual defense cover on his body, which made Yan Sen unable to resist the crazy impact of the spiritual storm when the spiritual pillar was broken!
Yan Sen's body retreated a hundred feet in a hurry. When he stabilized his body, a mouthful of blood also spewed out of his mouth!
Wei Li raised his hand and the forbidden light curtain dissipated, but he did not return to the point platform. Instead, he silently suspended in the sky and looked down at Yan Sen and Long Yi. His eyes fell more on Long Yi.
Everything has calmed down, and anyone can clearly see the scene in the void, and when those people find that Yan Sen spits blood and the spiritual breath is chaotic, they are all shocking!
In contrast, Long Yi, holding a black sword, looked indifferent and calm, without any pain at all!
This scene is enough to explain a lot of problems!
The new master, the late practitioner of Yuanying, will become the new owner of the mahogany hall!
This is the same reaction in the hearts of the 2,500 practitioners below at this moment, and this reaction made them feel instantly confused, and then shocked.
Who would have expected that the descendants of Yuanying's later cultivation in a district could resist the three-style magic power of the owner of Qingmu Hall, who was pregnant with the middle-term cultivation of the baby! Moreover, the third magic power is still a severe blow!
This is really the most ridiculous and incredible thing these practitioners present have seen in their lives!
But the truth is right in front of us. Long Yi not only blocked Yan Sen's three-style magic power, but also was unharmed and calm, as if he didn't take any effort at all! And Yan Sen himself was actually injured!
Long Yi put the Heiyan Sword into the storage bag and said loudly, "Thank you, Lord Yan, for your advice."
When Yan Sen heard the words, his pale face was completely bloodless, and his expression changed, and he opened his mouth and spewed out another mouthful of blood! This mouthful of blood is not because of the injury in his body, but because of his anger and anger, he can't control himself!
"You, you..."
Yan Sen raised his finger to Long Yi and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it for a long time. He looked embarrassed.