Chapter 1747 Zhou Yanzhao’s trick

At this time, looking at the difference between the two, no one was optimistic about Zhou Yanzhao, and some even started to place bets on how long can Zhou Yanzhao stand?

Zhou Ling'er's face became more and more anxious. She remembered that Brother Jiu used a top-grade fairy sword! Why didn't he take it out now?

He Sheng understood Zhou Yanzhao's intentions. If Zhou Yanzhao was only at the early stage of the second level of the immortal spirit, while Yan Tianwu was already at the middle level of the second level of the immortal spirit, Zhou Yanzhao obviously did not have an advantage. Therefore, the routine that Zhou Yanzhao used now was to deal with Murong Ke's move, so he took Yan Tianwu lightly first, and then found an opportunity to catch Yan Tianwu off guard.

"See the trick!"

Yan Tianwu didn't say anything nonsense. He pulled out a beautiful sword flower in his hand and stabbed Zhou Yanzhao. He only used seven points of spiritual power in this move. He didn't want Zhou Yanzhao to defeat too quickly, so he would not be able to enjoy the pleasure of playing with Zhou Yanzhao.

In Yan Tianwu's opinion, even his ordinary move would be overwhelmed by the garbage like Zhou Yanzhao. With a sword, he seemed to have seen Zhou Yanzhao running away in a panic.

However, what disappointed him was that Zhou Yanzhao actually drew his sword from a tricky angle, passed through his sword flower, and slashed his wrist.

Yan Tianwu was shocked and hurriedly pulled away the sword. He never expected that Zhou Yanzhao could see through the flaws in his sword technique after a few days. Such a sharp sword, if he hadn't retreated, one of his wrists would have been scrapped.

Yan Tianwu gritted his teeth and said, "You fat man Zhou, you dare to play with me. I will ruin you now."

Yan Tianwu re-activated his spiritual power. This time he was not going to hold back. He saw a strong snowflake-like wind rising from his fairy sword. This strong wind was like a tornado of Mahayana Sutra, spinning on the tip of the sword.

For a time, with Yan Tianwu as the center, a burst of invasive wind appeared within a radius of ten feet. Anyone who knows Yan Tianwu knows that Yan Tianwu was angry by Zhou Yanzhao. He activated his best middle-grade immortal art, the Wind Blade and Snowflake Slash.

Yan Tianwu's follower cheered at the right time: "Fatty Zhou, this is the snowflake slash of my prince. Even Lord Siming praised my prince for getting his true teachings."

"I think you should kneel down and admit defeat quickly. Don't end up being cut off by my prince."

Wei Wuji, who is acquainted with Yan Tianwu, also agrees with the words of the follower. In his opinion, Yan Tianwu was indeed careless in the move just now, which made Zhou Yanzhao take advantage of the loophole. However, Yan Tianwu's current move of Snowflake Slashing, even he had to be on guard against the battlefield, let alone Zhou Yanzhao, who was in the second spiritual test.

"Brother Jiu, be careful!"

Zhou Ling'er called out nervously.

However, Zhou Yanzhao was still very calm. Yan Tianwu became even more upset when he saw Zhou Yanzhao being so calm in front of his tricks.

"Go to die! Fatty Zhou."

Yan Tianwu shouted loudly and controlled the fairy sword to kill Zhou Yanzhao. Zhou Ling'er was ready to take action at this time. Once Brother Jiu lost, she would rush up to stop Yan Tianwu from anything. She knew that Yan Tianwu hated Brother Jiu and was caught by him. Yan Tianwu could really destroy Brother Jiu.

"Ling'er, don't worry too much, I believe Yan Zhao has a backup plan."

He Sheng said while paying attention to the competition between the two.

Faced with Yan Tianwu's ultimate kill, Zhou Yanzhao naturally would not sit still and wait for death. The spiritual power on his body began to surge, but the fairy sword in his hand was still motionless. He just stared at Zhou Yanzhao's snowflake slash. Everyone was puzzled. Could it be that Zhou Yanzhao was frightened by Yan Tianwu?

Seeing Zhou Yanzhao's appearance, Yan Tianwu also felt that Zhou Yanzhao was about to surrender.

"Fatty Zhou, you can still kneel down and admit defeat now. As long as you admit that you are a softie in front of everyone, and the people of Zhou are all waste, I will spare you."

Listening to Yan Tianwu's words, Zhou Yanzhao's eyes became colder and colder. He Sheng had the illusion of seeing the six vipers and dragon snakes that day.

Finally, Zhou Yanzhao moved. The medium-grade fairy sword in his hand shot out like a rocket on a launcher, stabbing Yan Tianwu's snowflakes to slash the center of the vortex.

Only then did everyone understand Zhou Yanzhao's intention. It turned out that he was not scared by Yan Tianwu just now, but was capturing the weak area among Yan Tianwu's moves, and then threw out the fairy sword to break Yan Tianwu's moves with one sword.

Even Wei Wuji, Nangong Ji and others were frightened by Zhou Yanzhao's calmness. Faced with such a powerful move as Yan Tianwu, they could not change their qualities without being distorted. Even they might not be able to do it!

Will Yan Tianwu really lose?

Everyone was staring at the sword that Zhou Yanzhao shot out, but Yan Tianwu showed a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth, "Fatty Zhou, you are too arrogant to yourself. How can you break my move?"

As soon as Yan Tianwu finished speaking, the fairy sword in his hand shook slightly, and the snowflakes slashed the tornado, like an evil dragon, suddenly clamped Zhou Yanzhao's fairy sword with sharp teeth, and then swung it hard, and the fairy sword flew out sideways and stabbed it on the pillars of the hall.

Yan Tianwu's follower suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and mocked him again: "Fatty Zhou, you know the difference with my prince now! You have no weapons, it depends on what else you can resist."

Everyone who watched the game lost interest at this time. In their opinion, the winner was decided at this time. Zhou Yanzhao even had his weapons destroyed. Is there still a chance to win?

They were also angry that Zhou Yanzhao refused to admit defeat at this time. In their opinion, Zhou Yanzhao was stupid and had to hold on even though he knew he was defeated. Such a cultivator who did not know how to advance and retreat must not go much further in the path of cultivation.

Some female monks had already secretly thought about Yan Tianwu at this time. Although Yan Tianwu's talent was not the best, he had just entered the Taoist temple and was able to reach the second level of the Immortal Spirit to practice the Snow Shark to this level, which is worth their investment.

As the snowflake slash controlled by Yan Tianwu approached step by step, Yan Tianwu seemed to have seen Zhou Yanzhao, and was killed by his own move.

Zhou Yanzhao blames you for being born in the wrong place, and you shouldn't have been born in the royal family of Zhou.

Zhou Ling'er was already in power at this time. She suddenly summoned her fairy sword and was about to rush forward, but was pulled by He Sheng.

"Ling'er, wait a little longer, Yan Zhao will come up with a trick."

Zhou Ling'er looked at He Sheng in confusion. She didn't understand whether He Sheng was too convinced of Brother Jiu or was harming Brother Jiu, but soon He Sheng's words became effective. When Yan Tianwu's snowflake slash was one meter away from Zhou Yanzhao, everyone felt a red light flashing, and they saw another fairy sword appearing in Zhou Yanzhao's hand.

The entire hall was instantly filled with evil spirits. Some unprepared monks only felt their scalp numb. This breathtaking evil spirit seemed to have caused them to fall into the Avici Hell.

Even Nangong Huai, who was at the peak of the fifth-grade fairy spirit, was frowned by this evil spirit. The smile on the corner of Yan Tianwu's mouth instantly frozen, because at this time he saw Zhou Yanzhao wielding his sword and stabbing him.
Chapter completed!