Alchemist Sword Sect

"Boom!"

As soon as Nie Changkong used the Heaven and Ghost Concentric Technique, the sky above darkened, and then completely plunged into darkness, without brilliance, it was full of ghost energy, as if all ghosts were coming out together.

And in the sky above him, countless ghost patterns converged, turning into a huge sky ghost with a blue face and fangs, a big bald head, green eyes, a pointed nose, and a ghost king knife in his hand, with unparalleled power in the way of the knife.

"Roar!" Sky Ghost looked at Feng Buhua, who looked like an emperor, and let out a fierce roar, exuding a cold and violent aura, like a killing god.

"Is it the concentricity of heaven and ghost?"

Feng Buhua frowned slightly, then calmed down immediately, stepped on the void, and walked towards the endless golden light, before approaching, stretched out his hand, and with a bang, he slapped the ghost.

And Tiangui also rushed out at this moment, the ghost king knife slashed at Fengbuhua's palm, and when they collided together, there was a loud noise, deafening, and everyone was shocked.

Feng Buhua's imperial power is strong, and Nie Changkong's Heavenly Ghost Concentric Art is also strong. It is simply the ultimate evolution of the ghost way and the emperor's way. All kinds of terrifying forces rush out, shake the space, and shake the battlefield.

"Fusion!"

But Feng Buhua roared suddenly at this time, and rushed towards the ghost, and he merged perfectly, the ghost was him, and he was the ghost.

This is the true power of the Heavenly Ghost Concentric Technique!

"kill!"

Heavenly Ghost has the weather of Fengbuhua, controls the Ghost King Saber, and blatantly hits Fengbuhua, the ghostly and murderous aura is raging, and it goes straight to the sky, and the space seems to be split under the Ghost King Saber.

But Fengbuhua's Emperor's Dao Zhenyuan Gong is also a high-level magical skill, showing the emperor's way, just like the co-lord of the world, in charge of the universe, and wants to kill all existences who dare to disobey him.

Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!

The two attacked together, there was a lot of loud noises, ghost energy and golden light rushed up, like pillars of heaven, sweeping across the four directions, and the battle platform resounded, the scene was terrifying and amazing.

Blood splashed from the two of them, but neither Feng Buhua nor Nie Changkong stopped, attacking each other forcefully and needlessly.

"Chop! Chop! Chop!"

Seeing that Feng Buhua could not be suppressed, Nie Changkong had burning green eyes and a violent breath. He held the Ghost King Knife in both hands, channeled the ghost energy, and displayed the way of the knife.

This is a ten heavy sword, containing the power of ghosts.

With one strike, it was as if ghosts were howling, slashing fiercely at the wind.

"Boom!"

Feng Buhua resisted strongly, but was sent flying, the luster on his body dimmed a bit, and blood oozed out from the palm of his hand.

"Okay, the wind doesn't change, you asked for it yourself."

Looking at the blood in his hands, Feng Buhua's face turned livid, cold light and cruelty flashed in his eyes, he immediately pinched his hands, and countless runes evolved.

Blooming a sacred aura, as if bright and solemn, he is like an emperor, grasping power, looking down on the world, his eyes are full of majesty, making people bow down.

"Holy Spirit Technique!"

"Feng Buhua has cast the Holy Spirit spell."

"It seems that Nie Changkong has pushed him to the limit."

"This is an ancient technique. Nie Changkong was defeated by this technique back then."

Everyone knows Feng Buhua very well, and they also know a little about the skills and techniques he practiced, not to mention Feng Buhua's famous technique, the Holy Spirit technique?

Therefore, when he performed this technique, everyone was shocked.

"This ancient method is so strong." Lu Chen couldn't help but said in surprise. The Tianyang swordsmanship he practiced was also an ancient method, but it felt that it was not as powerful as Fengbuhua, the Holy Spirit technique.

"Feng Buhua has defeated countless powerful enemies with this technique," Wang Chun said.

"So, Nie Changkong is doomed?" Lu Chen asked.

"Almost." Wang Chun nodded.

After hearing the words, Lu Chen didn't ask any more questions, and turned to look at Nie Changkong, only to find that Feng Buhua had already attacked him. He was majestic, like a god descending, and suffocating power was raging with every gesture. .

But at this moment, Nie Changkong laughed loudly: "Fengbuhua, you have finally performed this technique. Unfortunately, this time, you will fail."

After saying this, Nie Changkong threw the Ghost King Knife, and then struck it with both hands. Numerous ghost patterns and ghost symbols appeared, and one was divided into five. He went east, west, north, south, and the five directions condensed together.

In a short while, five huge ghost figures gathered together, one golden, one black, one green, one fiery red, and one yellow, they were all of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and they all held a ghost king sword and let out a roar , Exuding a powerful ghost power, it is the breath of the gods.

Plus Feng Buhua himself, that is, the six god-level powerhouses!

"This is the Five Elements Ghost!"

"My God, each of these ghosts has the cultivation base of the gods, and they are powerful. Feng Buhua is in trouble this time."

"I didn't expect Nie Changkong to hide such a hole card. No wonder he said that he would lose to him."

Everyone was shocked when they saw this, and the discerning elder immediately recognized the five ghosts summoned by Nie Changkong.

"Amazing."

Lu Chen was also startled, and frowned. The five-element ghosts contain the power of the five elements, and each one has the cultivation base of the gods, and they are powerful. A duel with Nie Changkong is a one-on-six!

Like Zhou Luxiong and Zhenye, their expressions were terribly dignified, and they thought to themselves that they were not sure of winning against the current Nie Changkong.

"It seems that the wind is not going to lose this time."

The two sighed, looking at the wind.

"Five elements ghost?"

Feng Buhua's expression was unprecedentedly heavy, and the force he felt from the Five Elements Ghost made the veins on his forehead throb, but he knew that he had no way out, so he had to use the Holy Spirit to kill him.

"The five ghosts are alive, kill me!"

Nie Changkong grinned grimly, let out a stern roar, swirled endless ghost energy, moved his body, and the Five Elements Ghost immediately moved forward, showing the power of the Five Elements, and the Ghost King Sword in his hand was also stained with the light of the Five Elements, mercilessly slashing at the wind. .

"Boom boom boom!"

Feng Buhua waved his fists and struck down like a mountain like a mountain. He resisted the Ghost King Saber and the Five Elements Ghost, but Nie Changkong and the Five Elements Ghost together made up six gods who were extremely powerful and surrounded him.

The ghostly aura surged like an abyss like a sea, completely covering the brilliance of Feng Buhua's body, and the entire battle platform was plunged into darkness, with endless humming, as if it had been occupied by ghosts.

There was a loud noise, and Nie Changkong slashed down forcefully with the Ghost King Saber. The Five Elements Ghost also attacked at the same time, showing strong strength.

"The wind doesn't change, you lost this battle!" Nie Changkong said with a grin.

"Don't even think about it!" Feng Buhua gritted his blood teeth and let out a low growl. He had never lost since he practiced, and Feng Buhua was even his former defeated opponent. How could he be willing to lose to the opponent?

"In that case, I'm not going to be polite."

Nie Changkong narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, with a cold light and a stern expression, he swung the Ghost King Saber, and the Five Elements Ghost followed closely, attacking Feng Buhua's head, shoulders, back, and chest.

Blood immediately splashed out from everywhere in Feng Buhua, knife marks appeared on the shoulders and chest, and the blood flowed out in pools, exuding a pungent blood aura.

"Ah!" Feng Buhua cried out in pain, but clenched his teeth, looked at Nie Changkong unwillingly, and tried his best to mobilize the Holy Spirit to resist.

"Stubborn."

Nie Changkong sneered, and cut down with the Ghost King Saber, and the Five Elements Ghosts shot out one after another. Feng Buhua was hit immediately, with a loud bang, and was slammed into the air.

"Pfft!" He, who was on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, showing a face full of pain, but his eyes were fixed on Nie Changkong, showing his unwillingness.

"You lost." Nie Changkong said flatly.

Falling from a high altitude, he rolled his hands, and the five element ghosts disappeared one by one, as if they had never appeared before, only the Ghost King Saber was still in his hand.

"Ahem, cough, it turns out that this is your biggest trump card, but I'm not reconciled!" Feng Buhua coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood in pain, staring at Nie Changkong and said bitterly.

"The winner is the king and the bandit is defeated. Now you are the bandit and I am the king." Nie Changkong said coldly.

"Okay, Nie Changkong, a disciple of the God of War Sword Sect, has won. Feng Buhua, you should go down to heal your wounds." Du Xuan said suddenly, looking at Feng Buhua who was seriously injured, his expression also showed a wave of turmoil.

The elders of the major powers were no exception. Feng Buhua was originally a strong candidate for the first place, but unexpectedly he was defeated by Nie Changkong. This was beyond their expectations.

The most important thing is that Nie Changkong's Five Elements Ghost is really powerful, and they all have the cultivation base of the gods. If they are used, who can beat them?

Cao Zhendao, Grand Elder of the East Palace, looked gloomy. Seeing his pale face and his body covered in stab wounds, he opened his mouth, wanting to reprimand him, but fell silent in the end.

"Go down and heal."

In the end, Cao Zhendao sighed softly and let the wind not dissolve to heal his wounds, because he knew that he couldn't be blamed for it, it was because Nie Changkong's Five Elements Ghost was too powerful.

"This year's competition among the disciples of the top ten forces, most likely Nie Changkong won."

"Yeah, even Feng Buhua is defeated. Zhenye from the Buddha Kingdom and Zhou Luxiong from the Martial League may find it difficult to defeat him. As for Hongtian from the East Palace and Lu Chen from the Excalibur Sect, although they are powerful, they will eventually be defeated." With only the cultivation base of the True God Realm, there is almost no chance of winning."

"I didn't expect this result, which is really surprising."

The outer disciples of all major forces were discussing in low voices. In their opinion, Nie Changkong had become the uncrowned king.

Zhenye and Zhou Luxiong were silent, but Hongtian showed dissatisfaction, and Lu Chen didn't speak, but frowned.

"Okay, now the poor monk announces the list of people who will enter the second round of competition, East Palace disciple Hongtian, Buddha Kingdom disciple Zhenye, Wumeng disciple Zhou Luxiong, Excalibur sect disciple Lu Chen, Excalibur sect disciple Nie Changkong, congratulations Get the qualification to enter the second round of competition." Du Xuan said suddenly.

"yes!"

All five of Lu Chen bowed slightly to pay tribute to Du Xuan.

"It's getting late, the second round of competition will be held tomorrow, you should rest for a night first." Du Xuan said.

"Take orders!"

Lu Chen and the other five had no objections either.

As the sun set, Tianzun Mountain fell into darkness.

Tianzun Mountain under the night sky stands like a great demon standing between the heaven and the earth.

Nothing to say all night.

The next day arrived.

The sun rises in the east, and the sun is shining brightly, like a golden glow falling, making Tianzun Mountain seem to be bathed in a golden ocean.

The elders of the top ten forces gathered around the battle platform again.

Standing at the front of the battle stage, Du Xuan said loudly: "Hongtian, a disciple of the East Palace, Zhenye, a disciple of the Buddhist Kingdom, Zhou Luxiong, a disciple of the Martial League, Lu Chen, a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, and Nie Changkong, a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, you five come forward to draw lots. "

"yes!"

The five of Lu Chen stepped forward respectfully and drew lots again.

After the drawing was over, Du Xuan was heard to say: "Because there are five people in the second round of competition, two of them duel, and there is only one left. Therefore, after discussion between the poor monk and the elder of your sect, it was unanimously decided to draw The disciple who won the No. 1 lottery has a bye and directly enters the third round of the competition, and will compete with the other two winners to compete for the top three disciples from the outer sects of the top ten powers in the God Realm this year."

After saying these words, Du Xuan glanced over the five of Lu Chen and asked, "Do you five have any opinions?"