
In a panic, Huang Qi took out a small yellow flag from his storage ring.
As soon as the small yellow flag appeared, the yellow light grew brighter.
A thick screen of light appeared in front of Huang Qi and met with Victor's fist force.
The explosion!
The violent spiritual energy collided with the yellow light screen. The light screen only lasted less than three breaths before it shattered with a loud explosion.
Although Victor's punch had been greatly neutralized, it still shattered the light screen and pushed forward!
Huang Qi hurriedly channeled his spiritual energy again, and a yellow light screen reappeared.
Huang Qi, who was behind the light screen, was pale. His blood and qi were boiling in his body, and he almost spewed out a mouthful of blood.
Viktor raised his eyebrows. "You really blocked it?"
When Huang Qi heard Victor's words, his face instantly turned ugly as if he was eating dirt. He has promised Victor a three-step flaw.
Who would have thought he would meet such a monster!
One punch had forced his trump card out.
These three moves, even if he had to risk his life, he would have to block it. Otherwise, he would not have the face to stay in the Heavenly Sword Mountain.
No problem, this should be Victor's last attack.
Huang Qi comforted himself with this, feeling more confident in his heart.
The entire arena was very quiet. The disciples who had cheered with magic spells and wildly shouted their support for Huang Qi were all silent.
They thought Huang Qi would be able to easily block this attack, but they did not expect such a result.
Even though Huang Qi was suppressing the boiling blood in his chest, it was already impressive that he was not spewing blood on the spot.
But the audience is not stupid. They naturally saw that Huang Qi had suffered a considerable loss.
“F*ck, why don't we yell again? We must support Senior Brother Huang!”
“Yes, we need to cheer in a crucial moment like this. The punch by Victor was definitely using some secret technique. It won't last long!”
“Ya, yes! How could Senior Brother Huang lose? ”
The disciples of the Peak Spell Spirit exerted all their strength and were about to continue shouting, but their voices suddenly choked in the throat.
Some of those who had already shouted sounded like roosters being strangled while shouting with all their might. They wanted to scream but could not, so their voices became very strange.
Because they saw Victor who was in the middle of the arena lightly patting the pocket on his waist.
With a flash of white light, a dazzling long sword appeared in his hand!
By the way, this storage bag cost Victor a lot of money. Fortunately, he had placed many bets before, and he had won a large number of spirit stones.
When the crowd saw Victor draw his sword, they began to discuss!
“Weapons? He has a gun?”
“Didn't Victor use his fist?”
“Why does he have a gun? !”
The disciples from the Peak Spirit Spell were stunned. Although not many cultivators did not use weapons, they were also not rare.
For example, brothers Jiang Wang and Jiang Yun of the Yuelun Sect only used fist, palm, and finger techniques.
They naturally thought that Victor was a cultivator who used fists and palms.
Although the attack range for the fist technique was short, it had the advantage of being flexible. If used well, it could be used to complement high-level boxing techniques. It was not necessarily worse than a sword and a sword.
But if a cultivator had a weapon, then he should specialize in weapons. The fist technique would only be a support.
Only a supporting-type fist technique possessed such strength?
How is this possible?
"He's bluffing!"
A few Peak Spell Spirit disciples said stubbornly, but his voice did not gain any recognition.
All the Peak Spirit Spell disciples had ugly expressions. Their peak Huang Qi seemed to have met with a great hurdle.
In the corner of the competitor's seating zone.
Nangong Zifeng looked at the blue edge sword in Victor's hand, the corner of his mouth twitching.
When I fought him, I didn't even take out his weapon?
Thinking back to what he said back then, that he did not know if Victor would be qualified enough to make him draw his sword, Nangong Zifeng smiled bitterly in his heart.
Unknowingly, he also began to look down on her.
The arena.
Huang Qi's face had long since turned red. His mind was a mess and he did not care about the three-move handicap.
A cultivator from an external sect could be extremely abnormal. He did not care about his status and placed five yellow light screens in front of him.
The peak of the Spirit Spell was a sect that focused on supporting skills. The sect disciples were indeed weaker than other sects, but in terms of defense, they were superior to other sects.
The defensive power of the spell formation was naturally much better than the defensive power of spirit weapons.
Looking at the five yellow light screens in front of him, Huang Qi felt more confident.
No matter how strong you are, can you destroy my five formations with a single sword?
Although the defensive strength of the spell formation was strong, it also had a weakness, which was slow to activate, so he had to make preparations in advance.
After a series of preparations, Huang Qi had expended a lot of energy. However, he had a special spell formation talisman to replenish his spiritual power. If it was a battle of endurance, Huang Qi thought that he had a great advantage.
At this moment, Victor unsheathed his sword!
The first power of the Eight Desolates Sword Force — Suppresses Mountains and Rivers!
Sword light shot into the sky, and behind Victor, the shadows of mountains and rivers appeared.
After Victor cultivated the Tree Making technique, his sword force became increasingly natural, as if he was carrying a punishment naturally!
Coupled with the power of fire on the sword, it was truly an apocalyptic disaster!
Bang Bang!
Three yellow light screens were torn apart like pieces of paper in front of the unstoppable sword force!
Huang Qi's expression changed and he hurriedly waved the small flag in his hand.
Bang out!
The fourth yellow light screen exploded and the blue edge sword attacked instantly!
Ka's!
The long sword collided violently with the fifth yellow light screen.
At this moment, the Huang Qi formation flag shone brightly with a golden light. Golden runes were fired from the formation flags and all of them were imprinted on the yellow light screen!
How is this possible?
Huang Qi watched helplessly as cracks appeared on the yellow light screen reinforced by the Golden Light Array Flag!
The crack was like a spider web, widening bit by bit!
"No way, how can you destroy my defensive array of light?"
Huang Qi gritted his teeth and tried his best to mobilize all the spiritual power in his body. Her hair was disheveled and her face was extremely distorted.
However, the cracks were still expanding bit by bit!
The golden marks attached to the yellow light screen exploded one after another.
Bang out!
The last golden rune exploded, and the fifth layer of the yellow light screen lost the support of the runes.
Finally, the shield reached its limit and completely shattered under the influence of that blue-eyed sword!
“Ahhh!”
shouted Huang Qi. His left hand was waving a small yellow flag in his hand, and his right hand was swinging a black ruler sword.
Bang out!
A shock wave of spiritual power visible to the naked eye was sent out. Huang Qi felt as if he had crashed into an unshakable mountain.
After which, an unstoppable force came and instantly sent him flying.
In the competitor stands, Guo Feibai looked at Victor with a burning gaze. Ever since Victor's blue edge sword was unleashed, he felt threatened!
Previously, when Victor had only used sword force attacks, Guo Feibai had not placed Victor in his eyes.
He was never afraid in a sword fight. He believed that his sword could penetrate everything, including Victor's sword force attack.
It could be said that a sword attack could not threaten a swordsman who had completely fused with the sword.
But now, Victor drew his sword.