Journey to the West: White Lotus Demon Saint

Chapter 119

One night passed, and the second round of martial arts competition was about to begin. Wang Huayu brought the sleepy-eyed little butterfly to the martial arts arena.

At this time, the martial arts arena is already crowded with people. In addition to those who competed today, there are also those who were eliminated in the first round of martial arts competitions. Naturally, there will also be some monks who did not participate in the conference.

Since after the first round of the competition, half of the contestants were directly eliminated, that is, the number of people in the second round of the competition was 52, and the arena with more than a thousand acres of land was enough to complete the competition at one time.

"Little Butterfly, my brother won't like your game anymore. You should play well, but don't put yourself in danger."

Little Butterfly nodded seriously, and said, "Understood, brother, you are the same."

After the two finished speaking, they separated, and there was still a quarter of an hour left before the competition.

Wang Huayu walked into the east area of ​​the arena, sensing the guidance of the jade pendant, and came to the area where he was competing.

When he stepped onto the field, the disciples of Chanjiao who were watching the battle started to discuss, and some even spoke to the jade slips, as if they were calling other friends to watch.

"Have you heard that Master Uncle Yun Zhongzi's proud disciple Qing Nian bowed, and the one who defeated him is this disciple of Wuzhuangguan who is present on the field."

"Oh? Then you have to take a good look." "I guess that Kang Jinlong will be miserable."

Wang Huayu naturally heard what they said, and whispered, "Kang Jinlong? It seems to be the eldest prince of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea. He has been suppressing the great demon of Beiju Luzhou near Beitianmen. Another strong man."

While he was whispering, a stalwart man with blond hair and armor walked into the ring, and his realm was also in the middle stage of Taiyi. He still held a slightly trembling spear in his hand.

"Heavenly Court, Kang Jinlong has met fellow Taoist."

Kang Jinlong cherishes his words like gold, his eyes are burning with fire, he loves to fight, and he wants to fight with the great sage Bailian who is valued by his good brother Kui Mulang and is famous in the demon world.

Wang Huayu saw that his words were seldom, so naturally he would not put a cold face on his hot butt, and said: "Wuzhuang Temple, Changsheng, please enlighten me."

After speaking, a silver light flashed in Wang Huayu's hand, and the Qingsu sword with a laurel sheath appeared in his hand, and he drew the sword directly to chop at Kang Jinlong.

And Kang Jinlong also stabbed Wang Huayu with the spear in his hand after he finished speaking.

I saw that swords and guns collided in the field, and the ear-piercing sound came out with the aftermath of the battle. At this moment, Wang Huayu withdrew his sword, and before Kang Jinlong could react, the tip of the sword was filled with a reddish sword aura of killing immortals. stab at him.

Kang Jinlong's eyes narrowed, and he quickly used his spear horizontally as a shield to block. The sound of gold and iron combined came out. Air blown away.

Kang Jinlong was vigilant in his heart, and he also sighed loudly. It really is true that there is no false prestige under the prestige. The Great Sage Bailian directly let himself suffer a small loss because he fought two moves with himself.

However, Xingjun who can be on duty at Beitianmen is not weak.

A cloud suddenly appeared around Kang Jinlong, and then the sound of dragon chant came out, and his figure suddenly appeared on Wang Huayu's head, and the spear in his hand was about to strike Wang Huayu with a breathtaking light.

The innate physical body of the dragon clan is unparalleled, coupled with the chopping power of the Kang Jinlong jumping into the air, this move can be called an extreme move, and it is extremely difficult to dodge.

Of course, Wang Huayu can use teleportation to dodge, but he doesn't like to dodge when he has the ability to receive the move.

Therefore, he put the scabbard of his left hand into the space in his sleeve, held the handle of the sword with both hands, rushed down the tip of the sword, and then swung his arms towards the spear that was struck by Kang Jinlong.All this was done in an instant.

The swords and spears intersected again, but the divine power that erupted in it was several times greater than the previous two times. The golden vitality and the reddish white sword energy collided with each other and scattered towards the surroundings with a powerful destructive force.

However, Wang Huayu's feet sank three inches deep into the hard floor under Kang Jinlong's chop, and the tip of the spear was less than an inch away from his head, but it seemed to be no more than that.

I saw that the veins in Wang Huayu's hands holding the sword suddenly appeared, and the power of the Nine Turns Mysterious Art suddenly surged from the back of the spine to his arms. Fly up and fight it in the air.

Sword light and dragon aura traverse the void, and the sound of gold and iron is like the sound of calamity.

In just ten breaths, the two have fought thousands of times, and each time they used all their physical strength. If one of the two makes a mistake, it will inevitably cause serious injuries.

After two cups of tea, this kind of battle that required a high degree of mental and physical concentration, both of them felt a little tired.The two have basically the same experience in confronting enemies, and the realm is also the same. If you want to compete, you can only see who has better endurance, and Wang Huayu, who is a fellow practitioner of dual methods, seems to have an advantage in this regard.

After another thousand fights, Kang Jinlong felt a slight sense of stagnation the moment he retracted his gun after he was blocked with a slash with his gun.

Wang Huayu seized the opportunity and swept the Qingsu sword across his waist directly. The Kang Jinlong spear was too late to resist, so he could only use the force of the void to retreat his body to minimize the damage he received.

A streak of blood scattered, and drops of golden dragon blood fell on the ground. Kang Jinlong had quickly retreated to the side. He covered the wound on his waist with his hands, and stared at Wang Huayu with some red eyes.

Wang Huayu also looked at him, his sword just now was intended to cut him in half, but he didn't expect the other party to make such a choice at that critical moment, maybe he also ignored the extremely powerful body training method of the Dragon Clan.

"Bai Lian, you are very strong, but I don't know if you can take my move." Kang Jinlong's voice has changed, and his voice is between a man and a beast. Looking at his appearance again, the original heroic face is gone. He became half-dragon and half-human, with fierce beast eyes, solid dragon scales, and thick arms.

I saw that the spear was thrown in his hand, a breath of dragon flowed on the tip of the spear, and streams of blood-colored aura flowed from the void to the body of the spear continuously along with the roar of the dragon.

Wang Huayu felt that he was being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast, as if he would be torn apart in the next second, he dared not be careless about the other party's supernatural power.

He began to step on Taoist Xuanbu to accumulate sword intent, and the fluttering white clothes brought forth boundless sword energy, and the Qingsu sword in his hand let out bursts of sword sounds, wanting to fight the dragon's roar.

Kang Jinlong roared, he must win, because the education he has received since he was a child is that in the face of battle, one must have a heart to win, no matter how strong the opponent is, even if you will die.

Therefore, he threw the spear in his hand decisively and unreservedly. First, a crack was pierced by the spear in the void, and then a terrifying vision appeared. Countless birds fell, and phoenix blood was scattered all over the sky. .

At the same time, Wang Huayu stepped forward with his left foot, and the accumulated sword intent erupted instantly. The boundless murderous aura in the three realms seemed to be attracted by him and dyed the surrounding space red, but the Qingsu sword in his hand flew out at some time, It seemed to have pierced through time and space, and directly hit the terrifying spear of the vision.

　Yesterday I dreamed that I was transformed into Wang Huayu, wielding a sword and killing all directions. It was a very cool dream.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)