Infinite true path

"Dang!" With a crisp sound, Yue Qingfeng's sword was blocked by the shield in front of Chen Chong. However, Yue Qingfeng's sword was really powerful. Although Chen Chong blocked it, he was knocked back several feet.

Yue Qingfeng was a little annoyed. At this time, several disciples had already completed the competition, but he was still undecided. In his opinion, this was simply a shame.

After Chen Chong distanced himself from Yue Qingfeng, he kept adjusting his state. Yue Qingfeng is the person who puts the most pressure on him among his peers he has met so far. Even if he had competed with Ye Wuyou in the sect before, he didn't have such great pressure. Moreover, Yue Qingfeng only used his cultivation power to fight him from the beginning to the end, and did not use any swordsmanship techniques at all. It seemed that he was using it on himself without cutting.

Chen Chong knew that he could not win, but as a Taoist, if he just gave up without fighting hard, he would be afraid that his Taoism would not be strong in the future. What's more, the opponent responded with contempt from beginning to end, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Drink!" Chen Chong roared, dancing with magic formulas in his hands, and then pointed at the silver war pill in front of him. The war pill suddenly split into two, then two into four, and finally transformed into four silver war pills, one large, three small and four in the air. Pills. Then, Chen Chong changed his technique again, stretched out his hand, and the three small pills suddenly transformed into three silver thin arrows and shot towards Yue Qingfeng in an instant.

After doing this, Chen Chong flipped his hand, and a white pill appeared in his palm. This was the same white jade pill that Ye Wuyou used when fighting Cao Jun at the foot of Wuliang Mountain. This elixir can quickly restore spiritual energy and relieve injuries. Chen Chong swallowed the elixir in one gulp, and then tried his best to control the arrow with his tactics, obviously using all his strength.

When Yue Qingfeng saw the silver arrows coming, he waved his long sword, and a burst of sword light erupted, instantly driving away all three silver arrows. Then, there was wind under his feet, and he rushed directly in front of Chen Chong.

Seeing the tip of Yue Qingfeng's sword thrust in front of him, Chen Chong did not panic. He used the technique again, and suddenly the largest pill in front of him moved. The pill suddenly jumped out from under Yue Qingfeng and directly hit Yue Qingfeng's sword. Then Yue Qingfeng's sword was gradually wrapped in a layer of silver liquid, and the liquid slowly spread towards Yue Qingfeng's sword-holding hand.

"What the hell is this!" The liquid did not withstand Yue Qingfeng's sword force, but wrapped it up, which made Yue Qingfeng feel a little uncomfortable.

"Whoa!" Suddenly, the three thin silver arrows that had been deflected by Yue Qingfeng turned around and came back. Seeing that the situation was not good, Yue Qingfeng activated his cultivation to try to shake off the liquid on the sword. However, the adhesion force of the liquid was endless, and Yue Qingfeng was unable to break free of the sword for a while.

"We succeeded!" Chen Chong was secretly excited. He knew that he could not defeat Yue Qingfeng, but Yue Qingfeng despised him so much. What he wanted was to make Yue Qingfeng suffer a little and put away his contempt for him.

"Dang, Dang, Dang!" The next moment, three sounds of metal collision came out. Behind Yue Qingfeng, three shadow swords appeared out of thin air, blocking Chen Chong's three silver thin arrows one by one.

"Admit defeat!" Chen Chong's voice came out after the previous voice. It's not that he gave up, but there was a fourth shadow sword pointing at him between his eyebrows. If Yue Qingfeng hadn't killed him, he would have been dead. Although Yue Qingfeng did not suffer much, Chen Chong finally forced Yue Qingfeng to use his magic, and he was willing to do so.

"Senior Brother Yue has a high level of cultivation, I admire him! Thank you for showing mercy, Senior Brother!" Although Chen Chong was dissatisfied with Yue Qingfeng's attitude, he really admired his cultivation, and coupled with the other party's mercy, he still had a good impression of Yue Qingfeng after this round of fighting.

"You're pretty good too." Yue Qingfeng looked at Chen Chong opposite, replied, and then left the stage.

Yue Qingfeng won with the Shadow Sword, and Huan Yin also fought with Liu Deshun with the Shadow Sword. Just now, Liu Deshun dodged Huan Yin's sword strike between his eyebrows and dodged away. He changed his tactics and struck out two strong wind slashes in a row, heading straight for Huan Yin. He had been defeated many times in the face of Huan Yin, and he knew that if he did not try his best, he would definitely lose. When he thought about how his fellow disciples would look at him if he lost the battle, he felt fear in his heart.

Liu Deshun's strong wind hit him in the shape of a cross. Huan had no way to avoid it due to limited space on the stage, so he had to take it hard. However, Liu Deshun's two powerful blows were so powerful that it was impossible for him to catch them completely based on his cultivation level.

"Oh no, the opponent's strong wind is so powerful. Even with my elder brother's cultivation, he will be injured next time." Wuyou observed the fighting between Huan Yin and Liu Deshun for a while, and he was almost familiar with the power of Huan Yin's cultivation. , so he became a little worried when he saw Liu Deshun's Cross Wind Slash.

Strong Wind Slash approached Huan Yin, but Huan Yin remained motionless, just staring at Liu Deshun's technique getting closer and closer.

"Haha, he must have been frightened." Liu Deshun and Huan Yin fought several times, and he already knew that Huan Yin's cultivation was still weaker than his own. This Cross Wind Slash is the strongest technique he knows so far, and it is struck with all his strength. Huan Yin has no way to avoid it, so he can only use the power of his cultivation to block it. Huan Yin will definitely suffer in this way.

Finally, the strong wind hit three inches in front of Huan Yin, and had already blown the Taoist robe around Huan Yin's body. Suddenly, Huan Yin, who had been motionless, raised his hand. I saw him push forward, then push his feet on the ground, push himself forward, and rush in the direction he pushed.

"What is he doing? Is he going to die?" Liu Deshun felt a little confused when he saw Huan Yin rushing towards his strong wind chop. However, before he could laugh, Huan Yin popped out from the center of his Wind Slash. The next moment, Huan Yin landed on the ground with a calm expression, not even the slightest bit injured.

"Then what did Huan Yin do? The opponent's strong wind slash clearly blew over him, how come he acted like nothing was wrong?" The disciples outside the field saw that Huan Yin was still in crisis, and suddenly raised his hand and pressed it, and he seemed to be relaxed. They all rushed out from Liu Deshun's spell, all confused.

Not only the disciples outside the court asked this question, Liu Deshun also didn't understand how his strongest spell was broken. Even Ye Wuyou outside the court looked at his elder brother with a blank expression.

"Uncle Master, did his move make you regret it even more?" the old man from Yijian Peak joked to Xuanyuanzi.

Xuanyuanzi smiled and said, "If it were you, would you be able to think of this method?"

"Deliberately wait for the Cross Wind Slash to approach you, then use the gravity technique to press the intersection of the two strong wind slashes, and instantly press the front strong wind slash to the rear one, so that the two strong winds will intersect. The spiritual power was counteracted for a moment, and then it was used to penetrate. Although I saw all this clearly just now, it is completely different from what he did in response to the situation." The old man admired.

"In my opinion, he knows so few spells. It should be the first time he has seen the Cross Wind Slash. I didn't expect that he could do it in just a few breaths from the time he saw this spell until the spell hit him. It's incredible to find the best way to break this technique." Zhou Yan was also amazed.

"He didn't understand the principle of this technique, let alone use it to break the strong wind slash, so he couldn't break the technique. However, his way of breaking it was as perfect as breaking the technique. Apart from his qualifications, this kid is really impeccable. No, Maybe he is already impeccable, and his qualifications cannot hinder his talent." Xuanyuanzi stared at Huan Yin in the field and nodded.

At this time, another competition stage ended the competition. A disciple of Royal Alchemy Dao named Wang Luo defeated a disciple of Yijianfeng who was in the middle of the fourth level of Qi Condensation with his cultivation level at the late fourth level of Qi Condensation, and successfully entered the top eight.

"Drink!" Huan Yin roared angrily, and slashed at Liu Deshun with his long sword. Just as Liu Deshun was about to raise his soul-eating hand to resist, two shadow swords suddenly came out of the air and slashed at Liu Deshun's sword-holding arm. Seeing that Liu Deshun was unstoppable, he could only retreat and dodge.

Huan Yin's sword light passed Liu Deshun, and he broke into a cold sweat. Before he could recover, three fire snakes rushed towards him again. He flew up and retreated quickly, making secrets and techniques as he retreated, hoping to use the strong wind to kill the fire snake. However, before he could use the technique, Huan Yin suddenly pressed him again, hitting his legs with a strong force. He was floating and moving backward, but suddenly Huan Yin's gravity spell hit him. Although he quickly regained his balance through luck, he was still out of balance for a moment. In just a moment, the fire snakes were in front of him. He had not finished the spell in his hand and could not cast the spell. He could only resist Huan Yin's three fire snakes with his spiritual power.

"Puff puff puff!" The third fire snake hit by Huan Yin with all his strength hit Liu Deshun. Although he tried his best to block it with his spirit, Huan Yin was well versed in the essence of the fire snake technique and allowed the power of the technique to be fully unleashed. Liu Deshun Forced to accept the move again, the Fire Snake Technique instantly ignited three flames on his body.

The fierce flames burned his body, Liu Deshun stood still and hurriedly used his spirit to resist. Huan Yin knew that his cultivation level was slightly inferior to Liu Deshun's. If he continued to use up his spiritual power, he might not be a match. He had already adapted to Liu Deshun's fighting style after fighting with Liu Deshun for a long time. Now that he was launching a counterattack, he would not give Liu Deshun a chance to breathe.

Huan Yin kept throwing spells at Liu Deshun, which made it even more difficult for Liu Deshun, who was already at a disadvantage, to deal with it. Often, before the previous spell could be completely caught, the next spell came over again.

Huan Yin's technique was too fast. In the end, Liu Deshun had no chance to make a move or even dodge. He could only use his spirit to resist Huan Yin's attack. Although Liu Deshun's cultivation level was one point higher than Huan Yin's, he still couldn't withstand the constant attacks on him by each spell. What's more, Huan Yin's understanding of the spells was superior and his power was even more amazing.

"Hey!" Finally, a sword shadow passed by, and Liu Deshun was stabbed in the shoulder. The shadow sword was so powerful that Liu Deshun flew backwards. Huan Yin's shadow sword did not stop and flew towards the injured Liu Deshun again.

"Admit defeat!" Liu Deshun panicked and shouted desperately.

The place where the Wuliangmen disciples were was suddenly in an uproar!

"Senior Brother Liu lost! He actually lost to that loser!" The disciples of Wuliang Sect said in disbelief when they saw Liu Deshun's appearance.

"That loser actually defeated Senior Brother Liu. Senior Brother Liu is the strongest disciple of my sect this time. This...how is this possible." Another disciple from the Wuliang Sect followed.

"Senior Brother Liu lost to him, what about us...is he really a waste?" A disciple of Wuliang Sect said this subconsciously, but as he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller, until finally He could barely hear it himself.

He's already in the top eight, how far can Huan Yin go?