I Have A Cultivation World

Yang Jing's pitch-black sword just crossed before Chen Mobai's neck, a splash of water rippled, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a huge wall of water blocking the two of them.

"Peng" sound!

The long sword slashed into the water wall, and there was a loud sound of water waves!

"All of your means, I have seen clearly in these seven rounds of fighting, except for the talisman of the Ziyan sword energy, I have other methods to crack."

After the pitch-black long sword shook and smashed the water wall, it fell straight to Chen Mobai's chest.

Click!

But at this moment, the defeated water wall froze into ice cones under the breath of ice, blocking the space between the two from all directions.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of ice cones being smashed by the pitch-black sword resounded on the arena. Yang Jing's whole person was like a pitch-black lightning bolt. After defeating all obstacles, it slashed towards Chen Mobai's right shoulder.

Chen Mobai's consciousness exploded, capturing the opponent's actions, raising his right hand, the black water covering his entire arm, and then suddenly freezing, turning into an ice claw, and grabbing the slash to his shoulder in a matter of minutes. A pitch-black long sword.

But at this time, black smoke rose again between Yang Jing's other finger and palm, turned into a short stick, and hit Chen Mobai's forehead.

The water element cover was overwhelmed again, blocking the black short stick from Chen Mobai's line of sight.

But at this time, Chen Mobai's consciousness fluctuated again, blue veins burst out on his forehead, and he immediately expanded the scope of the water element cover to the entire upper body.

A huge force came from his waist, and he was knocked into the air.

"What you see is really different from what you see."

Replaying the scene of the one-minute fight in his mind constantly, Chen Mobai began to look for traces of Yangjing exercises.

First of all, your own vision will deviate at a critical time.

Secondly, her black smoke should be similar to the mysterious ice change, which can change its form freely, but there should also be a medium similar to black water. It may be a particularly condensed "gas".

In the end, Chen Mobai felt another larger source of spiritual power in her body.

laugh! laugh! laugh!

At this time, Yang Jing had held the sword again, but the short stick in his hand had turned into four black knives under her control, and stabbed Chen Mobai first.

"Her hallucinations cannot confuse the consciousness."

Chen Mobai found some flaws in Yangjing's practice, but he had not yet established the foundation, so he could not leave the body.

"Fortunately, my divine sense can accompany the spiritual power into the spiritual body under my control, so let's try this."

Between thoughts, Chen Mobai launched the vertical lift technique, and his body began to move irregularly.

All black knives aimed at him failed.

Sure enough, although Yang Jing could confuse his vision, facing Chen Mobai's unpredictable position, he could only solve it by melee combat.

At this moment, Chen Mobai waved his hands, and all the black water was manipulated by his divine sense, turned into slender ice thorns, and shot towards a large area in front.

"It's useless, what you see is not the real me at all."

Yang Jing's voice sounded three meters to the left of the direction Chen Mobai saw, but in the blink of an eye, she was already holding a pitch-black sword and approached him.

However, just as she was about to cut down, her eyes widened, and then her entire body seemed to be injured and burst back in the opposite direction.

"Just to remind you, the same trick didn't work for me."

Chen Mobai stood still, looking at Yang Jing, who was covering his waist and abdomen wound, and smiled softly.

"You can't see my real body."

Yang Jing pulled out the ice thorn that almost ran through his waist and abdomen, frowning.

"You know, the scariest thing on the battlefield are the recruits, because they don't even know where their bullets are going."

"There were some ice thorns just now, even I don't know where they will shoot?"

"Good luck, a thorn hit you."

As Chen Mobai spoke, one hand covered his waist that had just been smashed by Yang Jing's short stick. Although he blocked it with his ice armor, the force still penetrated into his body, causing a little pain.

"I won't have such luck next time."

Yang Jing raised his head, and the whole person suddenly disappeared into the ring.

Chen Mobai frowned, the large-scale ice thorn attack just now was a waste of spiritual power, and he could only use it twice at most.

Fortunately, after this trial, he had already thought of a way to break the illusion.

"it's here!"

The water element cover appeared out of thin air in front of Chen Mobai's left side, blocking the jet-black long sword that suddenly pierced from the void.

Yang Jing's eyes widened, and an unbelievable face appeared, but then she disappeared into the void again.

Whoa!

Chen Mobai turned his head to the rear right, the water element hood turned to this side, and the pitch-black long sword was blocked again.

Bang bang bang!

Yang Jing's figure appeared from all directions and seemed to be everywhere, but every time she attacked, Chen Mobai was unpredictable and blocked in advance with the water element cover.

"Tick!"

A drop of sweat slipped from Yang Jing's chin and landed on the ring, making a small sound and falling into her ears, but it was like thunder.

"I see!"

She raised her head and looked at Chen Mobai's body, and finally found a drop of transparent water droplets floating within two meters of Chen Mobai's body, with no dead ends.

Every time she wanted to attack, she had to get close to Chen Mobai, but as soon as she got close, she would touch these water droplets floating in the air, which was sensed by Chen Mobai who controlled these water droplets.

No wonder the clothes felt so wet.

not good!

But when Yang Jing understood, it was too late.

A bone-chilling chill erupted from her body, and then a layer of white frost appeared on her whole body.

Chen Mobai raised his right hand, and dozens of drops of water gathered into an icicle, accompanied by his consciousness, and smashed into Yang Jing's chest, which was frozen.

"I have one last move!"

The severe pain in the chest came, and Yang Jing's whole body was frozen, and a strange light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he met Chen Mobai's line of sight.

Divine Consciousness Attack!

Chen Mobai felt a slight pain in his forehead.

He did not expect that Yang Jing would be able to attack with divine consciousness even before he had established a foundation, but the results of his diligent cultivation of the divine technique of mind casting came into play at this time.

Yang Jing's ray of divine consciousness just rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness when it was stopped by the green buds visualized by the two leaves.

Chen Mobai's body swayed, but he steadied his footsteps immediately~www.novelmt.com~ Why is his consciousness so stable? Isn't it inspired by chanting incense? "

Yang Jing flashed this thought, and finally fainted under the backlash of divine consciousness.

Chen Mobai slowly opened his eyes, he frowned and looked at Yang Jing who was lying on the ring.

A respectable opponent!

At this time, the referee teacher stepped onto the stage, first looked at the fallen Yang Jing, then came to Chen Mobai's side and announced the final result.

"Congratulations, you won the championship!"

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