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Chapter 66 064: Big Songyang Palm
Ten feet away, Taoist Tianmen stood on a large bluestone, slowly drew the long sword behind his back, with a serious expression.

He is very clear that the great martial arts are above him.

In this battle, he has to fight with all his strength, maybe there is still a slight chance of winning!
"Who do you think will win, Mo Da or Taoist Tianmen?" Ji Yaohua asked Ling Yun beside him.

Ling Yun said: "That's great!"

Ji Yaohua asked: "Why do you see it?"

Ling Yun smiled slightly: "Just guessing."

You can't tell her that she knows the insight technique, so she can see that Mo Da is a fourth-rank master and Taoist Tianmen is a third-rank master, right?
But Zuo Lengchan nodded and said, "The ever-changing and illusory clouds and mists are treacherous and unpredictable. It is really beyond the ability of the Taoists of Tianmen to defend. This battle has more than [-]% chance of winning."

Ji Yaohua looked at Ling Yun: "Why do you guess so accurately every time?"

Ling Yun looked serious: "I belong to the crow."

In the martial arts arena, the Taoists of Tianmen circled up, causing the surrounding air to whirl and roar, and sand and stones to fly on the ground.

The Taoist of Tianmen spun faster and faster, and everyone saw a blurry figure whirling in the sand and stones.

Suddenly, Taoist Tianmen waved his long sword in his hand, and the surrounding sand and rocks shot towards Mo Da violently with strong wind.

At the same time, an incomparably fierce sword light cut through the air towards Mo Da, and the sword energy surged!
Mo, who stood on the boulder, moved greatly, his thin body fluttered like a dry leaf in the swirling sand and stones, but he was unscathed.

boom!
The three-foot-high boulder was split in half by the sword light, and it collapsed with a horrifying force!

The aftermath of the sword qi made the clothes of the audience tens of feet away flutter.

Mo Da, who was floating like a dead leaf in the sand and stones, turned into a cold electricity and shot at the Taoist of Tianmen from a tricky and strange angle.

Thirteen styles of ever-changing and imaginary clouds and mists!
The figure of Tianmen Taoist is lightning flashing, his sword energy is like a rainbow, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, and like a thousand troops, his momentum is majestic!
It is worthy of being a third-rank master-level master!Ling Yun sighed.

After dozens of moves, a ray of cold light breaks through thousands of horses from the mist, the gold and iron horses stop suddenly, and the sword energy disappears instantly like a rainbow!
A blood mist sprinkled in the air, and the Taoist of Tianmen flew upside down for more than ten feet.

"The thirteen Yunwu Styles are indeed treacherous!" Taoist Tianmen staggered while clutching his blood-soaked right chest, with a mouthful of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth: "Okay, I will admit defeat!"

"Senior brother in charge."

The two elders, Tiansong and Tianyi, flew over from the stage, set up the seriously injured Tianmendao, and flew back to the stage of Taishan faction.

Continuously poured two pills for internal injuries, and then applied the special golden wound medicine to cover the sword wound on the right chest, and then Tiansong Tianyi used internal strength to treat it.

"In the first round, Mo Dasheng, the head of the Hengshan faction!"

All the disciples of the Mount Tai sect looked ugly, like a mourning concubine!

All the disciples of the Hengshan School showed joy and applauded in unison!

Mo Dafei returned to his school and sat down on the stage, secretly operating his internal energy to adjust his breath.

Only he himself knows that the victory seems to be straightforward, but in fact it is not easy.

Although he only fought less than fifty moves in this battle with Taoist Tianmen, he has almost used all his unique skills to strive for a quick victory.

I thought I could defeat Taoist Tianmen in thirty moves, but I didn't expect Taoist Tianmen to fight with all his strength today, and he actually supported forty or fifty moves, which exhausted Mo Da's internal strength.

"In the second round, Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan School, will face off against Master Dingxian, the head of the Hengshan School."

As soon as Daoist Qingfeng finished speaking, Zuo Lengchan in purple and Dingxian in gray floated down into the arena.

"Leader Zuo, please give me some advice." Dingxian raised his chest with one palm, lowered his eyes and saluted Zuo Lengchan slightly.

"Master, please give me the trick." Zuo Lengchan smiled slightly and made a gesture of invitation.

"excuse me."

Master Dingxian's downcast eyes suddenly flashed twice, his figure flashed, he was about ten feet away behind Zuo Lengchan, dozens of dazzling sword lights covered Zuo Lengchan.

"Excellent swordsmanship!" Zuo Lengchan praised, and waved his palm away, causing strong winds.

A huge palm of air appeared in the void, facing the dozens of dazzling sword lights.

Boo!
The air palm turned into nothingness, and the sword light disappeared invisible.

Rumble!
The air vibrates with each other, making a loud noise like muffled thunder.

Tens of thousands of kilograms of boulders on the ground shattered, turning into countless flying stones and shooting into the air.

The audience around couldn't help but gasp in amazement!

Such a majestic and mysterious palm technique is really shocking, and it is rare for these onlookers in the martial arts world to see it once in a lifetime.

Flying leisurely and flying more than ten feet away, standing on the boulder.

Zuo Lengchan's purple robe was bulging, calm and relaxed, standing on the spot with one hand behind his back.

Dingxian's expression turned cold, and he raised his palm and said: "Leader Zuo's Great Songyang Palm seems to be more profound and powerful than it was three years ago!"

Zuo Lengchan smiled slightly: "It's easy to say, the master's sword and body skills seem to have improved a lot!"

On Huashan stage.

"Senior brother, this Zuo Lengchan's big Songyang palm seems to be much more refined." Mrs. Ning at the side showed a worried expression.

If her husband is drawn to fight Zuo Lengchan in the next round, he might not be able to resist Zuo Lengchan's incomparably powerful Big Songyang Palm.

Yue Buqun's expression was gloomy: "Condensed energy into a palm. Zuo Lengchan's Great Songyang Palm has been practiced to the peak state of the ninth level."

Master Fangzheng and Daoist Qingfeng on the judges' platform also showed surprise on their faces!

"Legend Zuo's martial arts are no longer inferior to the old monk's!"

"It seems that Zuo Lengchanchan must be the leader of the alliance again in this alliance competition."

"Condensing Qi into palms, Zuo Lengchan has such deep inner strength!" Ji Yaohua looked surprised.

"How is it compared to Mr. Iron's iron fist?" Ling Yun turned his head and asked.

"I'm afraid it's the same!" Ji Yaohua thought about it, "I've seen Mr. Tie knead an arm-thick iron chain into an iron rod with both hands."

Knead the arm-thick iron chain into an iron rod with both hands?

Ling Yun couldn't help but gasped!
As expected of the Iron Hand. No, this is the Diamond Hand.

In the martial arts arena, Zuo Lengchan and Dingxian are still facing each other with a distance of more than ten feet.

"Master, you are not Zuo's opponent, why don't you sell Zuo some face, and I will make Master lose faceably." Zuo Lengchan said to Dingxian through sound transmission.

Indeed, it was easy for him to defeat Dingxian, but Dingxian is still a fourth-rank master after all, and Zuo Lengchan would have to expend some skill to win.

If the lottery is not drawn well, maybe he will have to fight against the two masters, Mo Da and Yue Buqun.

Therefore, it would be best to defeat Master Dingxian without a fight.

Ding Xian's thoughts turned, and then he said to Zuo Lengchan via voice transmission: "Okay, since that's the case, then the poor nun will pretend to fight with the leader Zuo with dozens of tricks."

Dingxian is also a smart person, since he knows that he is no match for Zuo Lengchan, why bother to be brave?Do you have to end up seriously injured like a Taoist of Tianmen before you will admit defeat?
When Zuo Lengchan heard this, he was secretly happy!But the surface was as calm as water, and he sneered: "Why didn't the teacher make a move? If you think you are not Zuo's opponent, please abandon the sword and admit defeat!"

Dingxian pretended to be angry and said: "Zuo Lengchan, don't speak wild words, watch the sword!"

With a dance of the long sword, it turned into countless sword masks and chanted to the left.

Zuo Lengchan didn't hold back anymore, and waved his sword to meet him.

The surrounding audience saw only two clusters of sword light, but no one was seen. The two swords clashed, and the crisp sound was like music.

The surrounding audience cheered and applauded!

Suddenly, the sword light all over the sky suddenly disappeared, and a long sword arrived at Master Dingxian's throat.

(End of this chapter)