Pei Ling raised the stone in his hand and smashed it at the soft sword.

bite!

The soft sword's edge is like lightning, and it cuts through rocks in an instant.

The rocks were just ordinary rocks, but they were thick enough. When the iron and rocks hit each other, a buzzing sound was heard, and several sparks flew out.

Pei Ling felt the tiger's mouth tremble violently, but the sword's incoming force was also blocked.

He took the opportunity to rush forward and punched Cen Fangwo in the lower abdomen.

Cen Fangwo's figure is as graceful as a willow in spring, her slender waist is twisted slightly, like a flower branch trembling in the wind. She easily avoids the punch, and at the same time, the soft sword suddenly becomes soft and falls suddenly like silk.

After bypassing the stone in Pei Ling's hand, the moment he punched, he raised his head instantly, like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, and slashed across the opponent's left shoulder.

puff!

Pei Ling suddenly felt a chill on his left shoulder, and then blood slowly poured out.

He quickly retreated, and then Cen Fangwo kicked him in the ribs again.

Bang!

Pei Ling staggered back more than a dozen steps, leaving footprints on the ground that were barely ankle-deep. As soon as he stabilized his body, he immediately looked at Cen Fangwo alertly.

The colorful clothes fell, and Cen Fangwo did not continue to pursue. Instead, he stood on the spot and panted slightly. The series of attacks just now obviously consumed a lot of his physical strength.

At this moment, the sound of the harp music changed and suddenly became extremely exciting and exciting.

Cen Fangwo's condition immediately recovered quickly, and he raised his sword and stabbed Pei Ling again.

Seeing this scene, Pei Ling frowned, that konghou was a trouble!

Right now, Cen Fangwo is holding a soft sword, and with the help of the harp, he has no cultivation, so he can only be beaten!

You have to knock off his weapon first!

In addition, they are both mortals. Even though the opponent is more skilled in martial arts than himself, there is a huge innate gap between men and women. In terms of strength, he definitely has the upper hand!

You can't compete with this head coach on any tricks. Once you get close, you'll fall directly!

As his thoughts turned, a cold light bloomed in Cen Fangwo's hand, and the soft sword was already in front of him. Pei Ling immediately aimed at his head and quickly smashed the stone in his hand.

brush!

The stone broke through the air, with the sound of whistling wind. Cen Fangwo immediately changed his moves, his soft sword trembled slightly, shaking off the cold stars, and pulled out a bright sword flower, which immediately hit the stone and bounced it away.

Pei Ling took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, using both fists and kicks. At the same time, he attacked Cen Fangwo's eyes, throat, and heart.

Cen Fangwo's steps moved slightly, and his body immediately dodged to the side. At the same time, the soft sword once again folded like a poisonous snake leaping into the air, and stabbed Pei Ling in the heart.

Pei Ling had expected it, and quickly retracted his side kicking leg, stomped on the ground heavily, used the force to change the direction of the fists he had just thrown, and suddenly aimed at the opponent's sword-holding wrist!

But the next moment...

brush…….

puff!!

Cen Fangwo's white wrist fell down weakly and bonelessly at the critical moment, and then he quickly raised it up to avoid Pei Ling's secretly planned blow. At the same time, the soft sword spit out its blade and quickly moved from His chest was scratched!

Pei Ling immediately took a few steps back, looking at the bloody scars on his chest, and frowned suddenly. This was just a flesh wound, not serious at all, and it did not even affect his current attack at all. But he is only a mortal now and does not need to suffer. If the injury is too serious, as long as the blood bleeds a little more, you will probably die!

At this time, Cen Fangwo once again held the soft sword and stabbed at Pei Ling.

The ice crystal-like silk strings move automatically without wind, and the tinkling sound flows wildly. The music changes again, becoming light and lively.

Cen Fangwo's speed suddenly increased...

Swish, brush, brush...

Puff, puff... puff...

※※Outside Xiji Ruins.

The monks watching the battle stood in the air, looking down from a high position, looking at the two people in the field who were originally highly cultivated.

The powerful monks at the Hedao stage were now like mortal warriors, punching and kicking each other, covered in smoke and dust.

Among them, Cen Fangwo is better. He holds a soft sword, and every move and style is well-organized. It can be seen at a glance that he has put in hard work.

But Pei Ling relied solely on his own reactions, and even used tricks like rolling on the ground, which were commonplace scoundrels. Such an embarrassing scene was clearly visible to everyone watching the battle, whether good or evil, or the expressions on his face.

Not for a moment, and there was no intention to despise Yecai at all.

This [Unable Heavenly Seal] is one of the three Suzhen Heavenly Paths [Shhehe Heavenly Seal].

This Heavenly Seal can transform everything in an area into mortal beings!

Even monks in the Hedao stage who have mastered the law are no exception and are instantly reduced to ordinary people, unable to use any monk's methods.

At the moment, Pei Ling has not prepared any mortal weapons. From his behavior, he has not practiced any ordinary martial arts at all. It is obvious that he does not know anything about Su Zhentian's [Shukawa Celestial Seal].

Facing Cen Fangwo's continuous offensive, it is not easy to adapt to the mortal body so quickly and stabilize the position!

The old man from Jiuyi Mountain had a solemn look on his face, paying attention to the field, and his companion said: "Pei Ling's training time is too short, and he doesn't know Su Zhentian's [Shhe Tianyin], but he was caught off guard.

"It seems that this boy is not the one in the desert of eternal night."

"Otherwise, it would be impossible not to know Su Zhentian's [Shukawa Celestial Seal]!"

Zhu Yi Jianxiu said calmly: "If it's that person, even if he doesn't know, with his immortal knowledge, he will definitely be able to see the clues in advance and think of a way to deal with it."

Wenren Lingse raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Pei Ling can't be the one in the Evernight Desert!"

"If that person is really the one who is covering the place covered by the [Shukawa Heavenly Seal], he must have the means to break through the Heavenly Seal and suppress it!"

"Moreover, when Pei Ling suddenly lost his cultivation level just now, there was nothing fake about the extremely surprised and unprepared look on his face!"

Queen Liulu took the lead slightly and said: "If it's really not the one in the Eternal Night Desert,

This Pei Ling is even more outstanding than we imagined!"

"One of my young descendants, who has transformed into a god for thousands of calamities, and whose great path has returned to the void, will fight with my Majesty.

After returning to the void and defeating Hedao, he later fought against the Iron City Lord of Yanxi City, and the [Seven Kills and Disaster Banners] could not stop him."

"Now Headmaster Cen of Suzhentian has even used the [Shukawa Heavenly Seal]...

"There are only a handful of people who are so stunningly talented and beautiful in the entire history of Panya Realm!"

Hearing this, the old man from Jiuyi Mountain, Zhu Yi Jianxiu and Wen Ren nodded, and involuntarily thought of the founders of the nine major sects in their minds...

At the same time, some distance away in the void, Tianshengjiao Renjiao, Wushi Villa Wuchouzi and the gray-robed monks from the Reincarnation Tower were also staring at the battlefield without blinking.

With the sleeves of Ren Jiao's robe fluttering, he stood in the wind and talked eloquently: "Cen Fangwo won't live long after using the [Shukhe Sky Seal]."

"As expected, less than half of her life is left."

"Even if we can defeat Shengzi Pei this time, he will surely fall within three days after the war!"

Wuchouzi said calmly: "The little sage in the fantasy world, the Taoist heart is covered with dust, even though the eyes are there, he is like a blind old man."

"How can Immortal Emperor Pei be such a heel?"

"This Cen Fangwo is just a low-level immortal who can't even see through the illusion. How can he win against the Immortal Emperor?"

"Except for Emperor Pei Xian's victory, there won't be any surprises in this battle."

"The so-called [Shukhe Sky Seal] is just an illusion that dominates. In front of the real Immortal Emperor,

They are nothing but country chickens and tile dogs, vulnerable to a single blow!"

When Ren Jiao heard this, he smiled slightly. Among all things in nature, humans are the most precious, but humans are also high and low.

These self-talking lunatics like Wu Shi Villa, who are delirious and crazy, are naturally the lowest beings among human beings, just as low as those hypocritical people who are willing to be humble and hang out with foreign races.

As a supreme elder of the Tiansheng Sect who was born noble and respected by blood, he would not have the same experience as a lowly person like Wuchouzi.

At this time, the gray-robed monk said calmly: "No matter who loses or wins, Cen Fangwo will definitely die and his soul will return to heaven and earth."

“This is very good.“

"One of the great thieves in this world is finally going to be eradicated."
Chapter completed!