Chapter 208 The strength is crushed
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Guo Yan Yun Yan Feng Ling
Chapter 208 The strength is crushed
Most of the people who watched the competition this time came for Moyue Slash. After all, this magic weapon belonged to the Lord Momei of the Heavenly Demon Palace at the beginning, and he made great contributions to the sect. It's all an unsolved mystery. This time the magic weapon returns to the sect, and everyone wants to see if the magic weapon is still powerful.
How can simplicity disappoint everyone? It was originally intended to be a battle of strength. Moyue Zhan has a weapon spirit, and his own spiritual consciousness is stronger than his cultivation base. Adding two and two together, like arm and finger, Moyue Zhan fully understands Simple intent.
In the dense Moyue Zhan Feiwu attack, intentionally or unintentionally, the attack can always be on one point of Tang Jian's epee sword. At first, the opponent didn't notice it. Later, when he found something wrong, he immediately adjusted his strategy to avoid the point where the concentrated attack was. It's that easy.
The opponent is trying to dodge, but Jian Jian is walking towards the opponent step by step, every step seems to be on the apex of the opponent's heart, and the attack of Moyue Zhan still lands on that point exactly.
Tang Jian was also in a hurry. If he continued like this, his epee would definitely be injured. This was his natal magic weapon. A wound to the epee was equal to his own injury. It would not be so easy to recover from some injuries.
The hateful woman on the opposite side didn't change her face, and started to attack in all directions. Tang Jian could only squeeze the magic power of his whole body, and input it into the epee in his hand. The epee glowed again, and a huge sword shadow formed in the air. Unable to hide their ears, they slashed towards simplicity.
With a simple wave of his sleeve, Moyue Zhan also quickly merged into one body, recovered his body, and quickly struck Tang Jian's epee together, hitting the same place where he repeatedly attacked before.
With a sound of "click", the shadow of the sword dissipated, and a crack appeared on the edge of Tang Jian's epee. Tang Jian was so frightened that he wanted to take back the epee, but it was too late. Moyue Zhan hit it back with a howl, knocking out the opponent's epee. Completely cut off.
Tang Jian's natal sword was damaged, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. He flew out of the arena upside down, and was stopped by the barrier again.
After taking a simple step, Moyue Zhan was already in front of the opponent. Moyue Zhan stopped at the neck artery of the opponent, and slowly rotated against the opponent's skin.
Tang Jian didn't even dare to raise his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth. He stood stiffly and reluctantly, and simply raised his hand, moved the golden bell in the opponent's sleeve to his palm, and then put it directly into his storage in the ring.
"Peak Lord Tang, admit defeat?"
Tang Jian still has nothing to say at this time, so he can only say unwillingly:
"I surrender!"
Following Tang Jian's words, the enchantment of the arena slowly fell, which meant the end of the competition.
"You should be thankful that we were directly teleported to the competition platform."
With a simple wave of his hand, Moyue Zhan had disappeared, and Tang Jian stood still, but he hadn't reacted to what the other party said.
Mr. Mo Qi has already come to Jianjian's side. The two are about the same height, and both belong to the slender and slender type. Standing together at this moment, one black and one red, but they set off each other, making the two more beautiful and unparalleled.
"I am Fei Qiwen, the leader of Moqi Peak. We have a chance to fight."
Simply looking at the burning eyes of the other party, I couldn't bear to refuse her, but I just won a mid-stage god transformation, so there is no need to be too public, so I said apologetically:
"Thank you, Peak Lord Moqi, for your appreciation. It's just that I barely won this competition and suffered some injuries. I may not be able to meet the contract for the time being."
"It's okay, I didn't say that we will compete now, and besides, we are not fighting with our lives, but just learning from each other."
Jian Jian knew that if he didn't agree, the other party would definitely not let it go, so he happily replied:
"Then the magic moon will be accepted. Find a suitable time and let's compete."
It is said that women's friendship is established very quickly, and in just a few words, the two reached a preliminary consensus.
Mo Yi, who was watching from the side, was deeply moved.
But Pan Yuanyuan felt that Huanling had completely lost contact with her, and her heart skipped a beat. This was her trump card, how could she lose contact with herself, but Tang Jian was injured, and she couldn't ask in front of so many peak masters, So he went over immediately, supported Tang Jian, who was a little unstable, and left the arena quietly.
Everyone present noticed it, but no one mentioned it. After all, losing to a cultivator who has just transformed into a god in the mid-stage of transformation is not a glorious thing in itself, and they are the masters of the peak. They are also very shameless when they say it. So everyone is selectively blind, at least not so embarrassing.
At the end of the competition, the water mirrors on the high platform dissipated into nothingness. The bosses of the Heavenly Demon Palace are still satisfied with the result of this competition. At least it proves that the power of the Demon Moon Slash is still the same, and the current master has also exerted more than half of its power , I believe that with the growth of Moyue's cultivation base, Moyue Zhan will be able to restore its former strength.
Some selfish demon cultivators also put their minds away, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that this demon moon did not try his best.
The other party said that he was injured because he didn't want to lose everyone's face. After all, they are both peak masters. Although one person cannot represent the whole, one person wins and the other loses. If one loses, the strength of the others will inevitably be questioned. What's more, if you really work hard, with the blessing of Moyue Slash, Moyue may not lose.
The demon cultivators whose cultivation level is higher than that of Demon Moon firstly disdain to snatch a junior, and secondly because of the existence of Demon Flame True Venerable, the other party directly grants her the name Demon Moon, which means indirectly admitting that she is the master of Demon Moon Slash.
Simply through one's own strength, it can be regarded as initially gaining a foothold in the Tianmo Palace.
I exchanged communication talismans with the peak masters of each peak, and then agreed with Mo Qijun to go to the outer peak Caixia Peak to enjoy the scenery in a few days, and everyone dispersed.
When they went back, Jian Jian, Mo Su and Mo Yi were still riding in that stunning golden chariot.
"Junior Sister Moyue, I think you fought pretty well in the front, why did you get hit by a sword later?"
Mo Yi asked his doubts, and Mo Su on the side also cast a curious look.
It’s okay not to mention this, once I say this, I feel that my face is a little green,
"Hey! Don't mention it, trust me, you don't want to know how I got hurt!"
As he spoke, he stroked his chest with his hands, expressing that his soul had suffered ten thousand points of damage.
This time, Mo Yi's curiosity was completely aroused. He had such a hobby, how could he miss the first-hand news, so he immediately asked:
"What's the matter? Tang Jian used dirty tricks, that's why you were injured?"
"It's even worse than this. I don't know how to open my mouth. If it wasn't for the competition, I would definitely kill him."
"so serious!"
Now, Mo Yi wanted to know even more, and even Mo Su looked over curiously.
"I'm just telling you, don't spread the word everywhere, otherwise all the brothers and sisters won't be able to do it."
"I know, I know, tell me quickly! Don't keep it up."
"I said it, words can't describe it, you should see for yourself!"
Simply draw a water mirror in front of the two of them, and then a blue light flashed in his eyes, Tang Jian's indescribable graceful figure and indescribable things immediately appeared in the water mirror.
"puff!"
The spiritual tea in Mo Su's mouth sprayed Mo Yi's face directly, and Mo Yi had a constipated face, and finally squeezed out a sentence:
"Is he trying to seduce you? Don't you know what's going on?"
(End of this chapter)
Most of the people who watched the competition this time came for Moyue Slash. After all, this magic weapon belonged to the Lord Momei of the Heavenly Demon Palace at the beginning, and he made great contributions to the sect. It's all an unsolved mystery. This time the magic weapon returns to the sect, and everyone wants to see if the magic weapon is still powerful.
How can simplicity disappoint everyone? It was originally intended to be a battle of strength. Moyue Zhan has a weapon spirit, and his own spiritual consciousness is stronger than his cultivation base. Adding two and two together, like arm and finger, Moyue Zhan fully understands Simple intent.
In the dense Moyue Zhan Feiwu attack, intentionally or unintentionally, the attack can always be on one point of Tang Jian's epee sword. At first, the opponent didn't notice it. Later, when he found something wrong, he immediately adjusted his strategy to avoid the point where the concentrated attack was. It's that easy.
The opponent is trying to dodge, but Jian Jian is walking towards the opponent step by step, every step seems to be on the apex of the opponent's heart, and the attack of Moyue Zhan still lands on that point exactly.
Tang Jian was also in a hurry. If he continued like this, his epee would definitely be injured. This was his natal magic weapon. A wound to the epee was equal to his own injury. It would not be so easy to recover from some injuries.
The hateful woman on the opposite side didn't change her face, and started to attack in all directions. Tang Jian could only squeeze the magic power of his whole body, and input it into the epee in his hand. The epee glowed again, and a huge sword shadow formed in the air. Unable to hide their ears, they slashed towards simplicity.
With a simple wave of his sleeve, Moyue Zhan also quickly merged into one body, recovered his body, and quickly struck Tang Jian's epee together, hitting the same place where he repeatedly attacked before.
With a sound of "click", the shadow of the sword dissipated, and a crack appeared on the edge of Tang Jian's epee. Tang Jian was so frightened that he wanted to take back the epee, but it was too late. Moyue Zhan hit it back with a howl, knocking out the opponent's epee. Completely cut off.
Tang Jian's natal sword was damaged, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. He flew out of the arena upside down, and was stopped by the barrier again.
After taking a simple step, Moyue Zhan was already in front of the opponent. Moyue Zhan stopped at the neck artery of the opponent, and slowly rotated against the opponent's skin.
Tang Jian didn't even dare to raise his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth. He stood stiffly and reluctantly, and simply raised his hand, moved the golden bell in the opponent's sleeve to his palm, and then put it directly into his storage in the ring.
"Peak Lord Tang, admit defeat?"
Tang Jian still has nothing to say at this time, so he can only say unwillingly:
"I surrender!"
Following Tang Jian's words, the enchantment of the arena slowly fell, which meant the end of the competition.
"You should be thankful that we were directly teleported to the competition platform."
With a simple wave of his hand, Moyue Zhan had disappeared, and Tang Jian stood still, but he hadn't reacted to what the other party said.
Mr. Mo Qi has already come to Jianjian's side. The two are about the same height, and both belong to the slender and slender type. Standing together at this moment, one black and one red, but they set off each other, making the two more beautiful and unparalleled.
"I am Fei Qiwen, the leader of Moqi Peak. We have a chance to fight."
Simply looking at the burning eyes of the other party, I couldn't bear to refuse her, but I just won a mid-stage god transformation, so there is no need to be too public, so I said apologetically:
"Thank you, Peak Lord Moqi, for your appreciation. It's just that I barely won this competition and suffered some injuries. I may not be able to meet the contract for the time being."
"It's okay, I didn't say that we will compete now, and besides, we are not fighting with our lives, but just learning from each other."
Jian Jian knew that if he didn't agree, the other party would definitely not let it go, so he happily replied:
"Then the magic moon will be accepted. Find a suitable time and let's compete."
It is said that women's friendship is established very quickly, and in just a few words, the two reached a preliminary consensus.
Mo Yi, who was watching from the side, was deeply moved.
But Pan Yuanyuan felt that Huanling had completely lost contact with her, and her heart skipped a beat. This was her trump card, how could she lose contact with herself, but Tang Jian was injured, and she couldn't ask in front of so many peak masters, So he went over immediately, supported Tang Jian, who was a little unstable, and left the arena quietly.
Everyone present noticed it, but no one mentioned it. After all, losing to a cultivator who has just transformed into a god in the mid-stage of transformation is not a glorious thing in itself, and they are the masters of the peak. They are also very shameless when they say it. So everyone is selectively blind, at least not so embarrassing.
At the end of the competition, the water mirrors on the high platform dissipated into nothingness. The bosses of the Heavenly Demon Palace are still satisfied with the result of this competition. At least it proves that the power of the Demon Moon Slash is still the same, and the current master has also exerted more than half of its power , I believe that with the growth of Moyue's cultivation base, Moyue Zhan will be able to restore its former strength.
Some selfish demon cultivators also put their minds away, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that this demon moon did not try his best.
The other party said that he was injured because he didn't want to lose everyone's face. After all, they are both peak masters. Although one person cannot represent the whole, one person wins and the other loses. If one loses, the strength of the others will inevitably be questioned. What's more, if you really work hard, with the blessing of Moyue Slash, Moyue may not lose.
The demon cultivators whose cultivation level is higher than that of Demon Moon firstly disdain to snatch a junior, and secondly because of the existence of Demon Flame True Venerable, the other party directly grants her the name Demon Moon, which means indirectly admitting that she is the master of Demon Moon Slash.
Simply through one's own strength, it can be regarded as initially gaining a foothold in the Tianmo Palace.
I exchanged communication talismans with the peak masters of each peak, and then agreed with Mo Qijun to go to the outer peak Caixia Peak to enjoy the scenery in a few days, and everyone dispersed.
When they went back, Jian Jian, Mo Su and Mo Yi were still riding in that stunning golden chariot.
"Junior Sister Moyue, I think you fought pretty well in the front, why did you get hit by a sword later?"
Mo Yi asked his doubts, and Mo Su on the side also cast a curious look.
It’s okay not to mention this, once I say this, I feel that my face is a little green,
"Hey! Don't mention it, trust me, you don't want to know how I got hurt!"
As he spoke, he stroked his chest with his hands, expressing that his soul had suffered ten thousand points of damage.
This time, Mo Yi's curiosity was completely aroused. He had such a hobby, how could he miss the first-hand news, so he immediately asked:
"What's the matter? Tang Jian used dirty tricks, that's why you were injured?"
"It's even worse than this. I don't know how to open my mouth. If it wasn't for the competition, I would definitely kill him."
"so serious!"
Now, Mo Yi wanted to know even more, and even Mo Su looked over curiously.
"I'm just telling you, don't spread the word everywhere, otherwise all the brothers and sisters won't be able to do it."
"I know, I know, tell me quickly! Don't keep it up."
"I said it, words can't describe it, you should see for yourself!"
Simply draw a water mirror in front of the two of them, and then a blue light flashed in his eyes, Tang Jian's indescribable graceful figure and indescribable things immediately appeared in the water mirror.
"puff!"
The spiritual tea in Mo Su's mouth sprayed Mo Yi's face directly, and Mo Yi had a constipated face, and finally squeezed out a sentence:
"Is he trying to seduce you? Don't you know what's going on?"
(End of this chapter)
