Chapter 361 Contest

The boiling audience, the Xiao Sa's autumn wind, and the invisible swords and shadows between the two all set off the passion before the battle.

As soon as Chu Tianyao finished speaking, two dark purple whips had already transformed into his hand. The "Shadow Thousand Slashes" fired up and sucked hard towards Mo Liangcheng.

Mo Liangcheng's footsteps were very steady. He moved his right palm slightly, sweeping out a wave of spiritual power, and lifting two long whips at the same time in one fell swoop. Before Chu Tianyao could roll back the long whip, he had already turned sharply. A circle of sword-shaped roulettes suddenly formed around him. The sharp sword edge was hanging layer by layer, and the incomparable attacks towards Mo Liangcheng again.

Mo Liangcheng raised his palm lightly, and when he brushed it, lotus leaves bloomed in the air. Although this move looked soft and the energy it mobilized was not underestimated. It was easy to block all the attacking swords. As the spiritual power was activated, one sword after another rotated around the lotus leaves, as if it was about to be rolled back at any time.

Chu Tianyao clearly felt that the long swords were out of control one after another, and in a hurry, he added another spiritual power. While Mo Liangcheng was busy dealing with the attack in front of him, his body also moved quickly. However, as soon as he moved, the sound of a breaking wind sounded behind his head. At the moment when he turned around, a palm wind carrying infinite spirit came to his face.

Chu Tianyao could not avoid it, and was shocked by the fierce palms and fell backwards. Mo Liangcheng raised his fingers, and a large number of spiritual light spots automatically appeared in the space, just like countless fireflies flying. Then these light spots emitted golden lines, which condensed into a point again in front of Chu Tianyao. Before the offensive officially unfolded, there had already spread a series of shockingly powerful energy fluctuations.

Chu Tianyao suddenly pointed out and pointed the center of the light spot. A purple-black beam of light began to linger in the finger tip. The two energies were constantly colliding, offsetting, and igniting the electric sparks with spiritual pressure. Sometimes they expanded into a flashing ball of electric light, with the strong pressure and the space torn apart.

When the purple-black beam finally defeated the golden light spot from the front, using the residual energy in the forbidden spell, Chu Tianyao swept his fingers horizontally, stretched out a large purple-black net at the end of his five fingers, destroying all the remaining light spots in the air.

As soon as he got rid of the suppression, Chu Tianyao kept for a moment. After his hands briefly formed seals, his arms crawled in an interlaced shape in front of him, and then he pulled apart in a winged shape behind him. A white flame with a thick and yin energy had already been pushed towards the opposite side, just like a cold and cold fire floating in the cemetery.

"Fire Explosion Ghost Flash!"

Mo Liangcheng was not afraid at all, and his fingers pointed out: "Fire-eating pearls!"

A wave of fire surged out from his fingertips, opening a huge fire net between the heaven and earth. Once the clusters of ghost fires crashed into this real sea of ​​fire, they were like moths to the fire, burned to ashes. The sea of ​​fire was connected to the sky, and in the whistling red waves, the ghost energy of the yellow spring had already been wiped out.

Since the war started, Mo Liang City has never been at a disadvantage, and from his ease of attitude, we can see that his strength has not even been displayed for one tenth. This naturally won him a lot of praise.

Mo Liangcheng, who was making a big splash on the court, got rid of all the plagued scandals almost instantly. No one talked about his no-night stay, and his lateness before the game. At this moment, he became the "first genius" who made everyone proud and crazy.

However, the other person has no such good luck.

Since Luo Dixing arrived, he has been constantly being criticized. Although no one dared to say it directly to him, the ridicule that did not suppress the volume was not at all for him to hear.

Even when the battle in Moliang City reached its most exciting time, this group of people still spared no effort to pay attention to him and suppress him.

The higher these people used to praise him, the more cruel they will be to step on him now.

"I didn't expect Luo Dixing would come again! I thought with his personality, he lost so badly in the last game, and now he should be locked up and sulking alone!"

"If it were him, I would be embarrassed to come! His heart is so big!"

"It's not that you are too arrogant, but you're thick-skinned!"

Losing a game was not a heinous crime. But just because that person was Luo Dixing, he never regarded those ordinary disciples as human beings when he was in his glory. Many elite disciples were directly crippled by him. Most male disciples hated and feared him, just waiting to see him fall apart.

Now that he finally fell into it, he still fell so thoroughly, everyone naturally spared no effort to vent their years of resentment.

As for if he gets out of decadence in the future, will he come to settle the score with himself? These short-sighted disciples have never considered such long-term issues.

Finally, some disciples of the Poyue Sect couldn't listen and cursed: "Shut up! If any of you can't stand it, come over and fight Senior Brother Luo. What's the ability to gossip at the bottom?"

His words instantly led to the war on himself, and the disciples who were talking about it just now cursed him all over the place.

"Hey, what's your business? Luo Dixing's own waste is still not allowed to tell me?"

"Yes, then we won't say he's a trash, can he say he's a champion? In the last game, he deliberately let the water out because he saw that his opponent was too trash. Are you satisfied with that?"

Shi Qingyi was sitting next to Luo Dixing at this time. He listened to the clear insults behind him, and then looked at Luo Dixing who seemed to be fully investing his energy in watching the game, and was worried for a moment.

As the head of a sect, she naturally could not participate in the quarrel among her disciples. However, she was really worried about Luo Dixing's situation.

She saw the whole game. To be honest, Luo Dixing's performance was really excellent. As a master, she was very satisfied. Although it was indeed a pity that he lost in the end, it was not his fault. It can only be said that his opponent was stronger than him.

Now the situation is completely out of control, and his disciple's self-esteem has always been stronger than anyone else. What if he can't stand the blow and cannot recover from now on?

Shi Qingyi wanted to tell him that even if he lost this game, he would always be the best elite disciple of the Poyue Sect. The master never blamed him, let alone lost him. He hoped that he would never give up on himself from now on. However, she didn't know what Luo Dixing was feeling now. If he blindly uncovered his scars and turned it backfired in the end, that was something she would never want to see.

In the end, Shi Qingyi could only raise one hand and put it lightly on Luo Dixing's back to comfort her. Of course, the stone in her heart still did not completely fall.

However, this time she was too worried. Luo Dixing really didn't have time to be depressed now, and all his attention was focused on the field. Although he also heard all the criticisms behind him, his mood was miraculously unaffected at all.

Although Mo Liangcheng's game seems to be sure to win, from his own experience of failure, no opponent can be taken lightly, otherwise it is very likely that the ship will capsize in the gutter. He absolutely does not want Mo Liangcheng to fall to the same end as him.

I won’t pay attention to other gossips anymore. For the remaining two games, I just want to watch you win with my own eyes. You... must win for me!

In addition to Chu Tianyao, the obvious opponent, Luo Dixing actually has another concern. This also starts from the medical room.

At that time, Mo Liangcheng had already entered the inner room to sleep, and Luo Dixing was waiting in the hall to bandage. Perhaps before the start signal was about to ring, he suddenly received a message from Xu Wuji.

"Luo Dixing, did you say what I asked you to say to Cheng'er?"

Luo Dixing did not answer immediately. Instead, hesitated and asked: "If he said it, would he be in great pain?"

Combining these two incidents, Luo Dixing is not a fool. Of course, he could see that the problem was that Ye Shuo. Even the information that Xu Wuji asked him to reveal was directed at Ye Shuo. In this way, Xu Wuji might know the truth about the strange disease caused by Mo Liangcheng!

Sure enough, after his temptation, Xu Wuji was silent for a long time before replying: "What do you know?" There was a slight panic in that voice!

Luo Dixing originally wanted to test it step by step, but after hearing Xu Wuji's answer, he immediately had an old problem of impulse and poured out all the words in his stomach.

"He will feel very painful whenever he mentions Ye Shuo! He really treats that kid as a friend. I..." He quickly looked at the inner room and confirmed that the door was still closed, and then continued in one breath: "Sometimes I think he is actually very lonely, so it is rare to make a friend and I will pay great attention to it. Recently, Ye Shuo's black materials are one after another, and he must be uncomfortable. Why do we still force him like this?"

After saying this passage, Luo Dixing himself was shocked. He had never spoken to Xu Wuji like this. Therefore, while expecting the truth, he was also a little nervous.

Perhaps because he was honest, Xu Wuji did not pursue his crime of disobedience for a moment, but just avoided the important and said in a slight manner: "You don't have to worry about that much! You can do whatever you want, just do it. Will I still harm him?"

Luo Dixing also let out a lighter voice: "I don't understand. Why do you still want to..."

Xu Wuji sighed, his tone was heavy, as if he was talking to himself: "Ye Shuo is a demon, but Cheng'er is deceived by him. I just want Cheng'er to see his true face as soon as possible and draw a clear line with him. This is the real saving him!"

Luo Dixing hadtily accepted the statement of Xu Wuji and also recognized the idea that "a short pain is worse than a long pain." But now he calmed down, he felt that the more he thought about it, the more wrong he was.

Is the purpose of Xu Wuji really as simple as he said? And hearing a person's name will cause palpitations. He has never heard of this symptom, nor does he know that any medicine or poisonous insect can do this. So now Mo Liangcheng, is he...?

In the ring, the competition is still in full swing.

Chu Tianyao failed to attack several times, and suddenly took the initiative to jump back and set a distance from Mo Liang City. His handprints changed one after another, and a blood-red formation began to rise behind him, emitting a strange aura. Especially the blood-colored lines, which were so bright red that it seemed to be bleeding at any time.

"Blood Taboo!"

After the formation was formed, Chu Tianyao's face seemed to be a little pale. But his face was cut a ferocious look: "The next move was-" The moment he raised his finger, a blood-colored formation was also spun out on the soles of Mo Liangcheng's feet, "Tao, reincarnation!"

A blood light spread out from the formation, and just formed a sealed blood-colored light column. After watching the sky above Mo Liangcheng quietly as it was intertwined into blood, a large number of blood lines began to eject from these light columns.

The blood lines extended very quickly, and even Mo Liangcheng had no time to dodge, allowing them to penetrate his body at various angles. However, these blood lines did not seem to have actual lethality, at least he did not feel any abnormalities in his body until now.

However, this leisure did not last long. Soon Mo Liangcheng felt that his physical strength was being consumed at an accelerated rate, as if his energy was being drained by some invisible force. The mental defense line had just appeared, and the soul quickly disappeared. With the sensing of the spiritual consciousness, he could accurately judge that this phenomenon was caused by those blood lines!

"Ha...he..." Chu Tianyao met Mo Liangcheng's sight, and at the same time he was quickly refining the soul power transmitted through the blood line. "Use my essence and blood to sacrifice the formation, and use the enemy's essence and blood to worship me! This is the essence of the 'Blood Taboo'-"

Mo Liangcheng nodded in a vague way. Moreover, when he tried to attack the blood column, the energy sent would also be absorbed by the blood lines. It seemed that this was indeed a very advanced evil magic sample.

But...is there really perfect magic in this world?

Through the detection of the bloodline and the formation under your feet, Mo Liangcheng can already find the formation center and four weaknesses. If you spend a little more time, it is not impossible to even reverse the sacrificial relationship between the two formations. However, Mo Liangcheng is not very interested in this kind of evil technique that harms others and does not benefit oneself. Compared to revenge, victory is the first priority!

Between his raised fingers, a golden ball of light slowly bloomed. At first, it was only the size of a rice grain, but gradually it had become a light ball that could completely cover his fingers. And in contrast to the evil aura of the blood sacrifice formation, a sacred aura faintly emitted between the flashes of the golden light.

Although Chu Tianyao wanted to manipulate the blood line, he unexpectedly learned through his induction that the energy could not be absorbed! There is only one possibility that this kind of energy would be higher than his formation, so that he could get rid of the constraints of the blood sacrifice!

Mo Liangcheng was already chanting: "One turn, hundreds of magic will be clear, and under nine turns, thousands of ways will not exist - break!" As soon as the last word was exited, the light ball first shot at the four directions in the blood column, and then the last blow hit hard towards the formation center on the ground.

As a series of golden lights pounded, blood lines burst into crackling one after another. After the blood column barrier was cracked several holes, large pieces of blood-print fragments kept falling, and finally disintegrated into blood-colored particles all over the sky.

Mo Liangcheng easily broke the blood sacrifice formation, and while rising up, he also urged Chu Tianyao two palm techniques. Just from this most common attack, it was enough to see the gap in strength between the two sides. For Chu Tianyao, he had no power to fight back. With the muffled sound of rubbing bricks and stones on his feet, his figure quickly flew backwards on the ring.

Unexpectedly, the blood sacrifice formation was so vulnerable... Chu Tianyao thought resentfully and formed a few more seals in his hands. In an instant, the color of heaven and earth changed, and the roar of the cold wind roared, and behind him, layers of evil energy automatically lingered, turning into black feathers and landing behind him.

The feathers accumulate more and more, and in the end they directly turned into a pair of ten-foot-wide black wings! Every time they blow, they could bring out a trembling cold wind, and the feathers that formed the wings were as sharp as the blade!

"I didn't expect that, Mo Liang City?" Chu Tianyao controlled the black wings and slowly took off. "The only one who can use the demon god possession is not the only one Luo Dixing!"
Chapter completed!