Heaven lost a system

Chapter 342

Chapter 342

Yang Zhan stood where he was, his expression fell into silence.

Just when he was about to get close to Nie Yun, he suddenly felt a feeling of trepidation, which made him instantly feel a strong crisis, and the hairs all over his body suddenly sprang up, making him dare not move forward.

While Nie Yun was comprehending the sword energy, just a wisp of the sword energy in his body escaped, which was enough to make Yang Zhan tremble with fear.

The person who left the saber energy in Nie Yun's body is definitely a master-level figure!

Not only that, the fact that this kind of person is willing to leave a protective blade on others shows that the relationship between Nie Yun and this person is extraordinary.

Master and apprentice?Father and son?

Yang Zhan himself is also a disciple of the master, and the way of Tianyuan is passed down by his master!

"Master once said that there are three ways of swordsmanship in the world, the sea of ​​swords, the mountain of swords, and the pavilion of swords... and the way of the sword is honored by Jiuyun!"

"Is this Nie Yun a disciple of Master Jiuyun?"

At this time, the sword energy on Nie Yun's body became more and more terrifying, and the steel-plated arena under his feet was also slashed with an obvious mark by this sword energy.

Behind Nie Yun, the phantom of a long knife gradually took shape in midair.

The long knife was similar in size to an ordinary Tang knife, suspended in the void behind Nie Yu, wisps of black knife energy overflowed from the phantom body of the Tang knife.

Nie Yun moved forward with his right hand, and the Tang Dao in mid-air disappeared immediately, and appeared in his palm the next moment, and was held firmly by him!

"Go ahead." Nie Yun said expressionlessly.

Yang Zhan looked at the knife in Nie Yun's hand with a solemn look on his face.

Nie Yun made him feel even more dangerous!

After Yang Zhan was silent for a moment, with a thought in his mind, the Taoist body of Tianyuan, who was standing beside him, suddenly held a long sword and stepped towards Nie Yun's direction!

Nie Yun stood firm and unafraid, raised the Tang saber with his right hand, and slashed at Tianyuan's body!

Clang!

The saber energy directly splits Tianyuan's body and flies away!

But the next moment, it stopped and rushed towards Nie Yun again.

Tianyuan Taoist body is the incarnation of thoughts. It is not afraid of fear or injury.

Yang Zhan stood still and did not move. He looked at the battle between Tianyuan Daoshen and Nie Yun with no emotion on his face.

To get close to him, Nie Yun had to pass the level of Tianyuan Dao Body first.

boom!

At this time, Nie Yun slashed Tianyuan's body with a knife, and without even giving the opponent the slightest chance, he shouted violently, and Tang Dao slashed down along the top of Tianyuan's head.

Tianyuan Dao's body was split in two, and with a bang, it turned into a stream of pure spiritual energy and dissipated in the void.

"You'd better do it yourself, an incarnation of thoughts can't stop me." Nie Yun said coldly.

Yang Zhan smiled: "If you can't beat one, then... three."

A series of three vague figures walked out from behind Yang Zhan.

Three Tianyuan dao bodies lined up in front of Yang Zhan, and following his thought, the three figures rushed towards Nie Yun one after another.

Nie Yun sneered, and stepped forward with the saber in hand, the saber aura around him was surging like waves.

The three Tianyuan Taoists had just taken three steps closer to Nie Yun when they were attacked by countless sword energies, and their figures instantly became dim.

Nie Yun was running, his whole body filled with sword energy, like a huge storm blade, charging towards Yang Zhan indomitably.

The three Tianyuan Dao bodies stood in front of Nie Yun, and were instantly blasted by the saber energy, turning into spiritual energy and dissipating.

Nie Yun continued to charge forward, carrying a berserk saber energy, meeting gods and killing gods, meeting Buddhas and killing Buddhas!

Yang Zhan stomped the sole of his foot on the ring, and the mighty aura rose up into the sky like a volcanic eruption.

Immediately afterwards, everyone was shocked to see a huge figure, like an ancient god and demon, exuding a fierce and powerful aura, suddenly appearing on the ring.

Holding a fan in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, the figure stood upright like a mountain.

Seeing Nie Yun rushing forward, the huge figure slowly pulled out his sword and slashed it down on Nie Yun's head!

boom!

At this moment, the entire arena shook violently.

The terrifying sword energy and sword energy turned into a terrifying storm, raging crazily in the ring.

"Tianyuan dao body!"

"I didn't expect Brother Yang's Tianyuan Taoist body to practice to such a high level!"

"These two... are too scary!"

Under the arena, whether it was the members of Dao Ling Academy, or the hidden family and hidden sect who came to participate in the competition, they were all stunned and looked at this scene in shock!

They are also rank-[-] practitioners, the gap between them and Yang Zhan is too great!

And Nie Yun shocked them even more!

A fifth-rank cultivator can actually fight a sixth-rank master like Yang Zhan to this point...

From another perspective, Nie Yun is even scarier than Yang Zhan!

Lin Qiu was also shocked, the strength of these two people is very strong!

Not to mention anything else, a sixth-grade person like Chang Ning would probably only be killed instantly in front of these two people.

"Lin Qiu, are you sure you can defeat them?" Li Ming looked at the two people on the stage and couldn't help but murmured.

With the strength displayed by Yang Zhan and Nie Yun at this moment, they are definitely not inferior to Ye Feng.

Lin Qiu was able to draw with Ye Feng, and he should also be able to fight Yang Zhan, but the outcome is unpredictable.

Lin Qiu thought for a while, and then said, "I'm not sure, I'll only know after I fight."

To be honest, Lin Qiu was not sure either.

At least judging from the current situation, there is not much difference in strength between Yang Zhan and Nie Yun. Compared with Ye Feng in Taihang Mountain, they are also in the middle of each other.

"This is too much to think of me..." Lin Qiu shook his head helplessly in his heart.

With such strength, Nie Yun actually wanted to keep him till the end.

I don't know what he was thinking.

What if you lose?

boom!boom!

At this moment, the bodies of Nie Yun and Yang Zhan on the ring trembled slightly.

The saber aura around Nie Yun was completely shaken away by a terrifying sword aura!

The Tianyuan dao body in front of Yang Zhan also collapsed under the impact of the torrent of saber energy.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouths of the two, and they both retreated violently towards the rear.

Both loses!

Yang Zhan wiped the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the blood on his hands, and looked at Nie Yun on the opposite side with serious eyes: "Jiuyun Saber Master really deserves his reputation."

Nie Yun is only the fifth rank, and his cultivation level is one level lower than his own, but he can fight him to this point with his saber energy, which is really amazing!

At this moment, Nie Yun's face was extremely pale. He knelt on one knee on the ring, his limbs were shaking constantly, and he could hardly stand up.

Nie Yun was still weaker than Yang Zhan.

At least Yang Zhan could still stand and talk, but Nie Yun almost fell down.

After more than ten seconds, Nie Yun barely stood up, and said with a pale face, "I lost."

If Yang Zhan continued to take action just now, he would have no strength left to resist.

So in this match, Nie Yun was defeated!

Nie Yun stepped off the stage with difficulty, and other people from the Kyoto Taoist Academy ran up one after another. Looking at the extremely weak Nie Yun, everyone's heart became heavy!

Even Nie Yun was defeated, who else could defeat Yang Zhan?

In the arena, Yang Zhan didn't say much. After Nie Yun stepped down, he also turned around and stepped down.

"Brother Yang is doing great!"

"Senior Brother Yang is really too powerful! I'm afraid that there will be no one in Daoling Academy who is a match for Senior Brother Yang!"

"That is, Senior Brother Yang alone is enough to sweep the entire Daoling Academy!"

Compared to the excitement and ecstasy of others, Yang Zhan seemed very calm.

But only he himself knew that at this time his body was being ravaged by a violent saber energy, and he had to secretly distract himself to suppress the saber energy.

The reason why he stepped down was not because he didn't want to fight, but because... he couldn't fight!

Nie Yun lost, but he didn't win either!

With his current state, he can't resist any fifth-rank cultivator on stage!

Yang Zhan looked through the crowd and looked at Nie Yun, who was supported by someone, with a strange look in his eyes.

"What a Nie Yun, I remember you!"

Nie Yun is the first in these years to be able to fight against him as a fifth-rank practitioner to the point of mutual injury!

It's just that in Yang Zhan's view, apart from Nie Yun, there is no other person in Daoling Academy who has such strength.

Kyoto Doryo Academy.

After Nie Yun sat down with difficulty, his whole body seemed to relax, feeling weak all over.

Jiang Ting trotted all the way over, using her abilities to silently heal Nie Yun.

"Thank you." Nie Yun looked at Jiang Ting and said weakly.

Jiang Ting's little face was full of dignity. She felt the injury in Nie Yun's body, and her eyes turned slightly red.

She could tell that Nie Yun was really fighting with all his might!

"Why bother? In the worst case, we'll fight with each other. There is always a way to defeat him." Jiang Ting said solemnly.

Nie Yun shook his head and said: "It's useless, we fight with wheels, and the other party will send people in turn. This kind of battle will only consume the combat power of both sides. It may not matter to them, but we can't stand such a situation." Consumption.”

Jiang Ting was puzzled: "Why can't we stand it? We have a lot more people than them, and we can consume them all even if we spend too much time."

Nie Yun sighed, looked at the high altitude outside the gymnasium, and murmured, "Look, it won't be that simple."

The task given by the principal is really too heavy!

Nie Yun originally thought that with his strength, it would be enough to stabilize today's situation.

But now it seems that he is still too confident.

fortunately……

He left Daoling Academy one last chance.

Nie Yun looked in the direction of Fengcheng.

Lin Qiu also looked over at this time, and the eyes of the two met in the void, and they both saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.

After Nie Yun stepped down from the stage, Hou Ziyun went directly to the stage, pointed to Yang Zhan at the bottom of the ring and said, "Daoling Academy, Hou Ziyun, brother Yang Zhan, please advise!"

In the direction of Wangwushan, Yang Zhan sat on his seat, his face changed slightly.

At this time, his state is not much better.

The others in Wang Wushan didn't know it. Seeing that Hou Ziyun came up to challenge, the others said to Yang Zhan, "Senior Brother Yang, this person dares to challenge on stage, go up and teach him a hard lesson!"

"Yes, he is the first one who dares to challenge me after seeing my senior brother Yang's strength!"

"Senior Brother Yang, come on, let me make Wang Wushan famous!"

Yang Zhan sat on his seat, looked at Hou Ziyun expressionlessly, and then at the Wangwushan disciples around him, and sighed deeply in his heart.

"This battle, Wang Wushan admits defeat! Wang Wushan, withdraw from this martial arts competition!"

The next moment, an old voice suddenly came from the void.

The old man Wang Wushan led this time suddenly appeared in front of Yang Zhan and the others, with one hand on Yang Zhan's shoulder, his brows furrowed deeply.

When the other people in Wangwushan saw the old man appearing, they all showed puzzled expressions on their faces.

"Elder Wang, why should we admit defeat?"

"Yes, with Senior Brother Yang's strength, he can definitely defeat this Hou Ziyun!"

"Elder..."

"Shut up!" The old man let go of Yang Zhan's shoulders, turned around and shouted at the other disciples of Wangwushan.

He looked at Yang Zhan with solemn eyes: "I can only help you suppress the saber energy in your body for a while, but you still need to rely on your own cultivation to kill it. Remember, after three days, you can't use your cultivation again until it is over. Until the knife energy in the body is exhausted!"

After Elder Wang's voice came out, other Wangwushan disciples were stunned.

It turns out that Senior Brother Yang was also injured, and the injury was definitely not serious!

You can't move your cultivation for three days...

No wonder Senior Brother Yang took the initiative to step down!

Elder Wang's words undoubtedly poured cold water on the other disciples of Wangwu Mountain.

Elder Wang turned around, cupped his hands slightly in the direction of the VIP room, and said, "Yue Tianluo, this time between me, Wangwushan and Daoling Academy, it's a tie, how about it?"

Yue Tianluo smiled and said: "Brother Dao, you are being polite, Nie Yun's strength is indeed not comparable to Yang Zhan from your sect."

Elder Wang shook his head and said: "Yang Zhan's injuries are not serious. Although he can still move, he has no power to fight anymore. In that round just now, the two sides can only be regarded as a tie. I, Wang Wushan, have always said something, and I will never go to my own. Put gold on your face."

"This competition is over, and Wang has said goodbye!"

With a wave of Elder Wang's palm, a stream of light swept out from his storage ring, and then turned into a huge meteorite in midair.

Elder Wang led the disciples of Wangwushan, stepped on the meteorite, and left the gymnasium.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a powerful wave erupted in the void outside the gymnasium!

A formation covering the sky and the sun, almost covering the entire gymnasium!

Not only that, the meteorite from Wangwu Mountain was also intercepted by this terrifying formation when it swept out of the gymnasium!

"Wang Hu, since you're here, why leave in such a hurry?" An old voice suddenly came from the formation.

Wang Hu, that is, Elder Wang of Wangwushan, stopped the meteorite immediately, his expression changed slightly.

In the VIP room, Feng Cang, Fang Yuheng, Tang Haoran and others all stared solemnly at the formation in the sky!

Yue Tianluo looked at the formation with a calm expression, and said slowly: "Since Brother Dao is here, let's come down and talk about it."

The next moment, an old man in a golden robe and several young men in golden robes behind him came across from the other side of the formation.

"Difeng! It's you?" Wang Hu looked at the golden-robed old man in front of him with a look of horror.

He only knew that the Emperor Immortal Sect would also send people over this time, but he didn't expect that this old devil would lead the team!

Emperor Immortal Sect, Emperor Wind!

(End of this chapter)