C1218 Laikunlun's Defeat
C1218 Laikunlun's Defeat
"An insignificant skill!" The young man smiled coldly, showing no intention of dodging.
Suddenly, a ancient corpse flew out from the left and blocked the golden light.
"Zi la!" When the golden light shone onto the ancient corpse, it produced a sizzling sound. When Ann Sudong looked closely, a hole had actually appeared on the ancient corpse's chest, accompanied by bursts of black Qi.
So powerful! The ancient corpse's strength was definitely not weak after being refined, to be able to pierce through the body with a mirror, it was enough to see the power of this Spirit Treasure.
"Kill him!" However, even though there was a hole, it did not affect the movements of the ancient corpse in the slightest.
The young man's gaze turned cold, he pointed at Lei Kunlun and said: "Kill him without mercy!"
The two ancient corpse paused for a moment, after receiving the order, they pounced towards Lei Kunlun like wolves and tigers.
The two ancient corpse were both Void Interpretation Stage experts, after being refined, their physiques had increased by several fold, they were not afraid of death, they were not afraid of pain, as long as they could move, they would definitely throw themselves into battle, not giving up until they die.
Although Lei Kunlun took out a magical equipment that increased his fighting strength by a large amount, he was still exhausted from fighting two ancient corpse of the same level at the same time.
"Ai, the opponent is too weak, junior brother Ling doesn't even have the ability to use it." The blue-clothed woman sighed regretfully.
Ling Tianhao was the name of this junior brother.
"What's going on?" Everyone on the city wall was silent.
It was not hard to tell that ever since Ann Sudong left the White Moon City, his martial arts skills had improved by a lot. With the help of the Kunlun Mirror, his combat power had reached the late stage of the Void Interpretation.
Unfortunately, the opponents were too strong. Each of them was at the late stage Void Interpretation Stage. A one against two, it was simply impossible for them to withstand it.
It was already difficult for him to deal with them now, he would definitely be defeated in three moves.
"Stop!" Yin Junsheng also saw the severity of the situation and chided.
Tang Bai stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "For a battle between juniors, we seniors need not interfere."
"If I say stop, then so be it!" Yin Junsheng roared, his voice turned into a ripple and scattered towards the distance.
After all, it was an angry roar from the Mahayana Stage, how could a Void Interpretation Stage cultivator endure it.
"You damn fatty!" The sound wave continued to spread, and would definitely harm even more Ancient Tomb Sect disciples, Tang Bai immediately took action, releasing a burst of mist, and blocked the sound wave.
Ah!" Lei Kunlun screamed again and again as he was restrained by the two ancient corpse s. With a twist of his hand, a clear sound of bones breaking came out.
"Aiyo, junior brother, why didn't you kill him? He can even use this to refine ancient corpse." The Ancient Tomb Sect disciple said with a smile.
"He is not worthy to be my ancient corpse." After resting for a while, Ling Haotian woke up and said with a smile.
"Is there anyone else who wants to try?" Tang Bai said as he looked at the person on the city wall.
Lei Kunlun was already very strong, he never thought that he would lose so quickly, and that those people would be hard to deal with.
Like this, people with strength similar to Lei Kunlun no longer needed to continue, otherwise, it would just be courting death.
"I heard that the Nanling City is holding a competition a month from now. One of the events is Martial Arts, is it possible that there aren't many powerful people?" Tang Bai said provocatively.
Everyone's faces were filled with anger, but after weighing their own strengths, they did not dare to go down and fight.
"I'll do it!" In the middle of the crowd, a young man jumped down.
"Even though he's weak, the items are actually good stuff." Ling Haotian played with the mirror he got from Lei Kunlun, and said with a smile.
"Give me back my things!" Immediately after, another person jumped down and shouted at the young man.
"You?" The young man sized him up and shook his head: "At least forty or fifty. At this age, what's there to be so excited about?"
"That's true." Tang Bai nodded, his palm struck towards the man, and seeing that, Yin Junsheng immediately helped him.
After this, the middle-aged man's face was pale as he ran back dejectedly.
"Coward!" Tang Bai sneered: "This old man will give you one more chance. As long as you are under thirty years old, you can spar with my ten disciples. The limit is ten matches, and if you win one match, I will let you have ten people.
"Can I still believe you?" Yin Junsheng held onto his arm and sneered.
"I will never be able to keep up with a promise. I'm not like someone who goes back on their word."
Tang Bai's words were clear, and everyone's heart moved. Ten matches, as long as they won one, they would be able to leave the city. After a few more rounds, they would be able to bring the entire family out of the city.
"You'd better give me something decent. I don't even have the thought of fighting if I'm too weak." Ling Haotian said impatiently.
"So arrogant?" On the eastern side of the crowd, a man dressed in black sneered. He held his sword as he leaned against the city wall, a hint of light appearing on his forehead.
What was that?
Ann Sudong took a closer look and discovered that it was a mark that resembled a moon.
His black hair covered half of his face. Although his appearance was average, when he opened his mouth, he instantly became the kindest star in the crowd.
He curled the corner of his lips and jumped down, staring at the crowd.
"That's pretty good. I'll take it. Senior Brothers and Sisters, thank you for letting me win." It was still Ling Haotian who stood up.
The man in black lifted his leg and slowly approached. As he walked, he unexpectedly heard a melodious voice.
Bell! This man actually had a bell on his wrist.
"I don't need any slots to leave the city. As long as I defeat you, you will have to kneel on the ground and kowtow three times to me."
"You! "What big words you have there." Ling Haotian said angrily: "You want to beat me? In your next life!"
"Charge!" He snapped his fingers, and two ancient corpse jumped out again, pouncing ferociously towards the black clothed man.
"Hurry up and run!" The black-clothed man did not make a move for a long time, while the people in the city were circling around anxiously.
"Another second." Everyone subconsciously covered their eyes.
Seeing that the ancient corpse was only one step away from him, the black clothed man suddenly stood up and tapped the two ancient corpse's forehead. The two ancient corpse actually stopped at the same time, and their hands and feet couldn't even move, as if someone had cast a spell on them.
"Huh?" Not waiting for the expected scream, everyone let go of their hands and exclaimed.
What was going on?
Everyone was confused, but Ann Sudong could see it clearly.
What was trapping the two ancient corpse was not any kind of spell but a thread.
The gathering of spirit energy and thread of silk, could even trap the ancient corpse, it was truly wonderful!
"Ha!" The black clothed man chuckled. With a turn of his wrist, the ancient corpse started dancing, looking extremely comical.
"This person is so amazing, who is he?"
"Don't know him?"
"I heard that he also came to participate in the competition. What's his name? Let me think. Oh, it's called Zhou Ming Cheng."