197: C197 Five Battles Four Victories

C197 Five Battles Four Victories

"This is..."

Tiger Head Man turned his head to look at the source of the voice. His huge eyes were filled with shock and fear.

Niu Dayong fell from the sky like a spinning top.

At this critical moment, Tiger Head Man had no time to dodge, but it wasn't that he didn't have the strength to resist.

His tiger tail was like a steel whip, and with a light swing, it could split mountains and split rocks. If a Blood Moving Stage warrior was hit by his tail, it would be enough to make him suffer.

At this moment, he flung his tiger tail and swung it at Niu Dayong who was in the air.

"Ca! Ca!" Two sounds were heard, and blood fell from the sky, forming a rain of blood. The tiger tail was actually cut into three pieces in an instant.

The pain made Tiger Head Man roar towards the sky. This tail was a magic weapon comparable to a First Grade Eighth Order, but it was cut off just like that.

"It's over!"

Tiger Head Man exclaimed in his heart.

At the same time, Niu Dayong swung his sword at Tiger Head Man. Tiger Head Man felt the surrounding spiritual energy being stirred up. A fierce and fierce murderous aura violently attacked his body.

The space around Niu Dayong was twisted by the twin blades. Waves of heat surged out, and the twin blades turned hot and red as they spun.

"Boom!"

The twin blades landed solidly on Tiger Head Man's back, but it did not produce the sound of cutting open the tiger's body, but the sound of impact.

"Crack!" Tiger Head Man's spine was broken by the huge impact, and the smell of burnt flesh spread out.

Niu Dayong was sent flying by the backlash, and he crashed into a nearby mountain peak. The mountain shook and the earth shook, and countless rocks rolled down from the mountain, almost burying Niu Dayong alive.

At this moment, everyone finally saw what had happened. Niu Dayong should have used two blades to cut Tiger Head Man in half, but Tiger Head Man's body was too tough and strong.

The twin blades were unable to cut Tiger Head Man in half despite the rotating speed and scorching heat. Instead, the impact had broken Tiger Head Man's spine.

Tiger Head Man rolled his eyes and fainted.

Niu Dayong won.

No!

It seemed like both sides had suffered heavy losses.

Because Niu Dayong was still buried in the mountain, only his upper body was exposed, and he didn't move at all. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

"Clang!"

The gravel was pushed away. Niu Dayong moved his hands, and then his eyes slowly opened. Although he looked tired, he could tell that he was not too much of a problem.

Finally, he pushed the gravel away and stood up. He shook his head a few times. When he was spinning down from the sky, he was a little confused. He had used up most of his spiritual energy. Therefore, after he was knocked away, he took the opportunity to rest for a while.

Everyone looked at Niu Dayong in shock. They had never thought that Niu Dayong would be able to fight Tiger Head Man to the end. Although they were all Blood Moving Stage warriors, Tiger Head Man had the bloodline of an alien race. His spiritual energy and endurance should be better than ___'s.

However, how could they know that the cultivation technique Niu Dayong and the others practiced was the perfect cultivation technique created by Jiang Ling? It was much stronger than the other cultivation techniques, and its foundation was incomparably solid. It also had a lot more spiritual energy reserves.

Moreover, Niu Dayong and the others had been fighting Ying Wuqiu who was sealed in the arena all this time. Ying Wuqiu was a Heavenly Devil, and he had rich combat experience. He had long trained his endurance to be extraordinary.

Niu Dayong's victory was amazing. Besides him and Zhou Feng, there were two other people from the God Sect who had ended their battle. One of them had a miserable victory, and the other one had been attacked by a sneak attack, causing him to lose.

Zhang De was still locked in the battle with his opponent. When he saw that his fellow disciples had won one after another, he felt anxious, but there was nothing he could do about it. This guy called Tang Yujie was too difficult to deal with.

The magic weapon in his hand was different from the others. It seemed to have a spirit of its own. It had made him suffer a few times.

"Absolute Soul Lock!"

Tang Yujie once again attacked fiercely. The long whip in his hand was like a surging wave, and the spirit energy fluctuated violently.

Then, as if the whip had eyes, it suddenly scuttled to Zhang De's left knee and wound around it.

This was the place that he didn't have the time to defend just now.

"Is this a f * cking whip or rope?"

Zhang De cursed in his heart. Tang Yujie, tell me how strong he is. Actually, he wasn't strong. It was just that he had a whip magic weapon. Not only can he whip people in battle as a weapon, but he can also use it as a rope. If he wasn't careful, he would be tied up.

At this moment, the whip extended from Zhang De's left knee all the way until it tied up both his arms and legs tightly.

"I've caught you."

Tang Yujie said proudly when he saw Zhang De being tied up. The two of them had been fighting for a long time, and he could feel how difficult it was to deal with Zhang De.

This whip of his was specially crafted for him by an elder of Blackheaven Sect. Not only did he use the precious Firethorn Spirit Vine, he also used the Ice Toad Threads. Apart from the fact that both of them were extremely tough, it also had a very good effect on his Divine Sense.

Therefore, the control of the whip was very convenient. After being nourished for so many years, he had become one with the whip. With just a thought, the whip could be used according to his wishes.

"Is that so?"

There was no change on Zhang De's face, as if the person who was tied up was not him.

"Go to hell."

Tang Yujie suddenly had a bad feeling. He immediately controlled the whip to shrink.

He wanted to strangle Zhang De to death.

The whip tightened under his control. Zhang De was pulled into the flesh by the whip, but the strange thing was that he didn't scream or bleed.

Tang Yujie didn't even feel any hindrance, as if Zhang De had lost all his bones.

When the whip was pulled to the end, "Bang!" A thick smoke suddenly appeared on Zhang De's body.

Tang Yujie's expression changed slightly. He struck out with his palm, and a fierce palm wind whistled out, blowing away the thick smoke in an instant.

At this moment, the whip was not still wrapped around Zhang De. It was clearly a paper man.

"Damn it, a substitute talisman."

Tang Yujie cursed and immediately wanted to retract the whip.

"It's time to end it!"

But at this moment, Zhang De's voice sounded in his ears.

Before he could react, a strong wind came from behind him.

At this moment, Zhang De was holding a folding fan in his hand. Spiritual energy surged into the folding fan, causing it to emit a dazzling light. Then, it suddenly became five times bigger, enough to cover a person.

Tang Yujie was just a step away from him. After he used the paper clone talisman, he hid here. The timing and location were all carefully planned by him.

At this time, it was natural for him to do so. He waved the folding fan with force, and the folding fan brought with it an unparalleled impact force and violent air currents as it swept towards Tang Yujie.2

"Sou!"

Tang Yujie flew out like a kite with a broken string. After breaking a few ancient trees, he rushed into the crowd of Blackheaven Sect. Everyone worked together to catch him.

Unfortunately, his meridians had been broken and he was no longer able to fight. The God Sect had won another round.

The disciples of Blackheaven Sect were no longer as noisy as before. Out of the five disciples, they had only won one out of the five battles, and their opponent had won four. It was inevitable that their morale would be affected.

Xun Le's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip down from it. This result was simply a slap in the face.

They were the number one major sect in Southern Wasteland, but how could such a result be convincing?

The God Sect naturally had a joyous atmosphere. Mooh Chen couldn't help but smile. His disciples really had good looks.

He waved his hand and gifted Niu Dayong and the others a lot of healing saint herbs, allowing them to treat their injuries.

The other sects were amazed by the speed of growth of the disciples of the God Sect. They hadn't been in the sect for long, but they had chosen many of them to send them to the God Sect.

As expected of a sect with a Ancestor!

The atmosphere between the God Sect and the Blackheaven Sect was very strange. Although the battle had ended, the outcome had already been decided. Both sides had a tacit understanding that there was no full-scale conflict.

But what should he do next in order to save his face? The elders of Profound Heaven Gate were all a little worried.

"Rumble!"

However, right at this moment, an ear-splitting thunderstorm erupted from the ancient crack, attracting everyone's attention.

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