C282 Ranking Competition(7)
Even his opponent couldn't react in time. Lu Banchen only felt that his vision blurred. His years of cultivating reaction, the walking stick in his hand swept towards his chest.
Even though he had also sensed danger, his speed was still slower by a bit. He swept away a few inches of the profound sword that was stabbing towards his left chest, creating a transparent bloody hole in his arm.
Before he could retreat and split up, Wang Hu once again used the "Thousand Extinction Sword Formation", the fastest fourth move: A line that shocked the heavens!
This was a technique created by speed, but specially used to deal with these. In close combat, it was not very strong, and for cultivators with higher cultivation levels in the cultivation level s, it was very effective against them.
The truth was as expected. Lu Banchen of the Withered Wood Sect felt a profound sword that he could not avoid piercing towards him at an incredible speed from the right side. Compared to the previous move, "Myriad Swords Converge into One".
This "Heaven Shocking Line" was really true, even Power of Spirit Senses could not sense it. He let out a sigh, "My life won't be long" …
And then, everyone saw Lu Banchen's jaw facing an extremely sharp profound sword that carried a sharp Sword Intent.
It could be said that as long as he didn't admit defeat, even if he managed to temporarily avoid it, the next result would be a 'piercing' throat without any hesitation.
In fact, Lu Banchen had been the most talented person in the sect since he was born. He had been entrusted with the task, and it wasn't like he had never lost. He just didn't expect that he would be facing a cultivator two levels lower than himself.
He was defeated at the hands of Young People, who was younger than him by four or five years.
In the past, they had always been opponents that had jumped levels to challenge others. They had never thought that they would encounter such a day. Not only that, they had also been subdued by someone else in just two moves.
The referee Grand Elder immediately announced: On the first day, Myriad Swords Sect Wu Tie won, his points accumulated to increase by one point, and the Withered Wood Sect's Lu Banchen lost, so his points accumulated to be reduced by one point.
When Wang Hu was about to step down from the stage, he turned around and said to him with the Voice Transmission Technique: "Don't be discouraged, this one cultivates a Zenith Yang cultivation technique. It just so happens to restrain Brother Lu's wood attribute cultivation technique."
And Sword Cultivator, against an opponent with almost the same strength, the thing you're least afraid of is' group attacks'. Therefore, in the future, be careful of my senior, Lee Er.
After saying that, he walked off the stage without even looking at his opponent. Only then did Lu Banchen realize that this youth called Wang Hu was trying to comfort him because he was afraid that he would lose his confidence in cultivation.
However, he still subconsciously looked towards Lee Er, who was standing in the middle of the "Zimo Competition Arena".
So this disciple who only had the strength of late seventh level of the "Profound King Stage" was actually that "Divine Martial Empire", the strongest disciple from a first-rate sect?
He was actually looking forward to the next match.
When the referee saw 'Lu Banchen' step down, the two people who were staring at the next match also opened their mouths and said:
Today was the third match: Divine Martial Empire Lee Er versus Jade Dragon Empire "Lei Feng".
Hearing that it was finally the turn of the "own empire" for the younger generation to come onstage, countless cultivators on the battling field cheered out loud: "Lei Feng will win, Lei Feng will win, Lei Feng will win!"
When Lee Er heard this "deafening" sound, his face was filled with displeasure. He inwardly cursed: "You Jade Dragon Empire people really don't know how to act. Second Brother, I, look so" elegant "and suave.
There's no one cheering for me, it's really blind your dog eyes, cutting grass in your nest ah, f * ck god. Later on, I'll follow your hopes and slowly obliterate all of them, allowing you to experience the taste of falling from heaven straight into hell.
Thinking of this, his face turned sinister.
After they got on the stage, both of them had a serious expression on their faces.
There was no need to think about it, disciples of the Thunder Sect were all cultivators with lightning-attribute cultivation methods, and they were extremely rare. It was no wonder that their Super Sect was only around the level of five hundred thousand.
Compared to the other sect's disciples, they were less, and their Superpower was even fewer by several times.
They all took out their Xuan Artifacts after they had exchanged their fists.
Lee Er had actually used twelve Flying Sword from the opposing party's "hammer" treasure. If he wanted to play tricks on his opponent, then he would have to use a "high grade Cyan Rank martial skill", the Twelve Sword Formations!
With the increase in cultivation level s, he rarely used low grade martial skills, and furthermore, his "Solitary Nine Sword" technique was extremely mysterious, even though in the eyes of cultivators, it was not very high class!
However, against other weapons, the restraining effect was still quite useful.2
Especially this heavy weapon.
He didn't have to worry about anything else. As long as he didn't fight his opponent head on, he could toy around with him however he wanted.
As the referee elder spoke, the match officially began.
Lei Feng didn't hesitate and immediately flew into the air. At a distance of seventy to eighty meters in the air, the two hammers slammed into each other and a lightning bolt the size of a finger struck towards Lee Er's location.
His speed was extremely fast, and before he could even react, he was already chopping down at his head.
The tens of millions of cultivators in the Jade Dragon Empire all cheered, as if the opponent was directly eliminated from the competition due to this move, and were even more excited than if they had won.
When the smoke cleared, they saw Lee Er, who was originally handsome and had a "killer Matt" hairstyle, being struck by the lightning the size of an index finger. His hair was disheveled, his face was black, and smoke was coming out of his mouth.
This caused the sect whose "Divine Martial Empire" was on good terms with the Myriad Swords Sect to be extremely worried, because this was one of the "Unique Spirit Root", one of the Thunder Spirit Root with the strongest attack power.
Only Elder Jian, Elder Hee, and Yun Taini had relaxed expressions. Back then, when they were facing the Imperial City's tribulation, this kid had even withstood the "Nine Stage Apocalypse of the Ancient Era".
The "drizzle" in front of his eyes was at most Lee. He was in a sorry state and did not have any minor injuries.
However, Lee Er was enraged. He cursed loudly in his heart, mowing grass in his den, damn it, what does a laborer care the most about is pride. To think that he would turn the "handsome face" of a laborer into a black art on the spot.
Later on, I will definitely beat the crap out of you until your head is full of shit and you won't even recognize him.
Just as he was thinking about taking revenge, there were more than ten streaks of lightning in the air that were another twenty percent more powerful than the previous one.
The speed of the lightning was simply too fast. Just as they heard the sound, they were already struck. Kacha, kacha, kacha …
After hitting 12 of them consecutively, the entire Battlefield was enveloped by thick smoke. And Lei Feng, who was ready to finish his work, flew down.
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