Chapter nine hundred and eighty fifth victory or defeat, crisis line
The brilliant and stout golden light column collided violently in the air with Dugu Yun’s great sun slash!
The violent ripples of the air burst out loud, like a circular wind spreading wildly towards the Wangu Mountains. The sound of rustling leaves floating between the thousands of peaks and ridges sounded.
"So amazing... This attack is evenly matched! The eldest brother can still remain undefeated when facing the pure-blooded emperor!" Zou Xingyun said excitedly, "This proves... the eldest brother's attack just now is enough to rival the emperor."
"No, it seems that the two attacks collided in the air and all disappeared without a trace, but in fact, the eldest brother was at a disadvantage!" Xu Yang saw it very accurately.
Sure enough, when the aftermath of the collision swept across, the eldest brother retreated dozens of feet, while Huang Yilang's body shook slightly and then returned to normal.
"Haha... It's really good. Take me another punch!"
Huang Yilang laughed loudly. He had already tested Dugu Yun's bottom line of strength. The attack saint technique just now was indeed amazing, but he was still no match for him!
Huang Yilang raised his hand, and another golden light beam shot out with a bang.
Dugu Yun held the knife in both hands and roared wildly: "Nine Slashes of the Wilderness God, Meteorite Slashes!"
Starlight burst out one after another, and the sword slashed, and there were illusions of big stars falling from the sky. Dugu Yun's Nine Slash of the Wilderness God and the Saint-level Sword Technique were indeed extraordinary.
However, the golden light pillar was like a destruction, directly destroying the sword light, and the remaining power still broke through the air, directly hitting Dugu Yun's chest.
It’s not that Dugu Yun’s Nine Slash of the Wilderness God is not strong, but because his holy art is too strong. With his strength, he can only barely emit two strikes comparable to Xuanhuang. The power of the third strike inevitably slides down.
"Senior Brother!"
Amid the panic screams of the disciples of the Imperial Sect, Dugu Yun's body fell obliquely like a kite with broken strings.
"Senior Brother, admit defeat, we don't blame you..." A disciple of the Imperial Sect shouted.
Dugu Yun kept hitting a cliff and stopped his momentum. He wiped a blood from the corner of his mouth, and a complex look flashed in his eyes, and he slowly shook his head.
"Don't you admit defeat?" Huang Yilang is not a kind man and a trustworthy woman. He sneered, "Since that's the case, then let me die!"
The next golden light column burst out towards Dugu Yun.
"I will admit defeat on behalf of Dugu Yun!"
Liang Qiulu said coldly, then a cloud sleeve flicked, and a red mysterious force erupted, turning into a shield of fire, blocking the golden light column.
Huang Yilang laughed and stood in front of Dugu Yun: "Dugu Yun, remember... the pure blood emperor descendant is invincible at the same level. This sentence is definitely not said out of thin air. In the future, I will enter the realm of Xuanhuang and even be promoted to the World Honored One! Even if you are lucky enough to be promoted with me, under the same level, I will still suppress you. Ordinary bloodlines will never be able to compete with pure blood!"
"Enough," Liang Qiulu flashed and appeared in front of Huang Yilang, with a cold light in his eyes, "Then, I'll give you a word. The pure-blooded emperor has a great combat power, but it is easy to be envied by the gods. Especially those who show their sharpness, they are easy to break even if they are arrogant. If you continue to be arrogant, you may die one day. If you don't have a genius, you are not considered a genius at all."
Huang Yilang's eyes flashed: "Elder Liangqiu, are you threatening me?"
"This is not a threat, it can only be considered a piece of advice." Liang Qiulu let out a hand, and Dugu Yun's injured body flew out of the cliff. She lifted it with her mysterious power and floated back to the Baihua Palace.
"Hmph... When you are in the realm of Xuanhuang, you want to God Sect to learn about Elder Liang Qiu's Way of Lihuo." Huang Yilang snorted coldly, staring at Liang Qiulu's back and said.
"Whatever you do," Liang Qiu showed his head and didn't look back, "as long as you don't die before you become Xuanhuang."
In the Wanhe Mountains, everyone sighed and sighed. Dugu Yun is so powerful. Not only is he proficient in various mysterious techniques, but he also has the holy-level sword technique like the Nine Slash of the Wilderness God as a killer weapon, and his combat power is superior to the same level. But he met the pure-blooded emperor of the Yellow Clan, who is known as "invincible in the same level"!
Elder Liu Jing came back to his senses and announced loudly: "In this game, Huang Yilang of Xingchenyuan won!"
Suddenly, a burst of cheers broke out among the crowd of Star Court, but there was silence among the crowd of Emperor Sect.
The small sects and aristocratic families watching around were also talking about it.
"It seems that the Imperial Sect is in danger in this battle of the Five Great Devils."
"That's right, the fourth battle is the battle of formations, and the Star Academy is absolutely strong! When you win this battle, the Star Academy will be three to one, and there is no need to compete in the fifth game."
Before the flying palace "Hundred Flowers Palace".
"I... I'm sorry to everyone." Dugu Yun said with difficulty with a pale face.
"Senior Brother... you have done well enough, and we... are still proud of you." Zou Xingyun's eyes turned a little red. She tried her best to hold back her tears and turned her head.
"Even if the defeat of the Five Great Wars is a crime of non-war, we will never blame each other," Shangguan Jifeng said. "It is really worrying when the Star Academy and the Yellow Clan, one of the six ancient tribes, got hooked up together."
"Hmph, who knows what conditions did that dirty sect allow the pure blood of the Huang clan to fight for them."
At this time, Mu Rou came to Xu Yang.
"Junior Brother Xu, I'm sorry," Mu Rou said slowly, "I took away your quota in the weapon refining battle, but I didn't win."
Xu Yang shook his head and smiled, "Senior sister, don't need to apologize. Even if I come on stage, I can't refine a mysterious weapon that surpasses the other party, and it will also fail."
"How do you feel about the next battle of formation? If you are not sure... don't compete. At worst, we will admit defeat in this battle of the Five Greats..." Mu Rou said softly.
"Yes, Junior Brother Xu has a very small chance of winning, and he will be ridiculed by his opponent in every way. Perhaps it will cause a severe blow to Junior Brother Xu's heart!" Someone said, "Don't compete."
The Emperor Sect has lost two consecutive games. In the next two games, if you lose one more game, you will be judged to lose. At this point, more than 90% of the Emperor Sect’s disciples feel that there is no need to compete.
In the five-magic battles fought with other sects in Xingchen Academy... they have never lost the battle of formations! After all, what their Xingchen Academy is best at is the way of formations.
"Haha, seniors, why do you have to be ambitious and destroy your own prestige?"
Xu Yang laughed loudly and stood up and said, "I haven't compared it yet. Isn't it even more ridiculous to give up?"
"But... Star Academy is the most powerful sect after all." Zou Xingyun said hesitantly.
"The strongest?" Xu Yang smiled slightly, "Isn't it the most refreshing thing to defeat them in their strongest field and slap these villains hard?" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!