The only way

Chapter 637
What is the mind of the people who are watching, and the people who are fighting naturally have no way to pay attention.

Two gigantic stone monster birds on the left and one on the right came wrapped in the hurricane, and Bai Cong, who was caught in the middle, looked a lot more dignified. The snow-white feather fan in his hand was still shining, but the direction it was facing changed slightly.

Following the hurricane, Bai Cong held a lupine in his hand, as if dancing with the wind, twirled lightly on the spot, and the snow-white lupine in his hand drew a golden streamer in the air.

The wide sleeves fluttered in the wind, and the real Bai Cong was as light as a feather in the wind. He raised and pressed his sleeves with both hands, and the two wind blades immediately condensed and formed, with endless stinging meaning, towards the attacking man. The two stone monster birds that came were cut down.

The wind blade bends like a crescent moon, transparent and colorless, but wherever it passes, it tears apart the void!
The sky was cut open like a curtain, revealing hideous cracks.

The two strange birds neighed, and the sound of the wind caused by flapping their wings swirled towards the wind blade that pierced the air in front of them, but was easily broken by the wind blade without even stopping to move towards the stone. The strange bird cut off.

The strange bird chirped for a long time, flapping its wings violently, as if it wanted to fly upwards to avoid the wind blades, but the two wind blades turned smoothly in the air as if they had eyes, and still moved towards the two wind blades. Only blame the bird to chase after.

As if they knew they couldn't dodge, the red eyes of the two strange birds flickered with ice-cold expressions, they lowered their heads to look at the real Bai Cong below, and then they all bent down and rushed forward.

From a distance, it looked like two strange birds colliding towards the two wind blades.

"boom!"

A loud noise resounded on the top of Yangshan Mountain.

The wind blade slashed across the stone bodies of the two strange birds without making any sound, just like cutting tofu with a knife, it cut the base of the wings of the two strange birds extremely smoothly.

Reverend Bai Cong is cunning. These two strange birds are made of stones of unknown material. Since Reverend Fang Yi is so confident in using these two birds as a means of fighting against the enemy, it seems that they will not be too fragile.

So the target of this wind blade attack, from the beginning to the end, is the support that the two strange birds can fly in the sky, the wings!

As a strange and cunning thing, it is impossible to truly integrate into one body. The connection between the wings and the body naturally becomes a possible weakness.

Sure enough, the wind blade cut off the root of the wing easily, and the strange bird that lost one wing also lost its balance, lingering powerlessly in the air for a while, and then fell straight down.

Fang Yi, who was standing firmly on the lotus platform, raised his head, raised his hands, and while the cuffs fluttered, the two strange birds that fell down continued to shrink in size, but changed back to the original sphere after a while. Finally, it sank into Fang Yi's cuff and disappeared.

It wasn't the loud noise here, but it was the results of the remaining battlefields.

Immortal Bai Cong and Immortal Fang Yi were not distracted, and the two fought together again.

Lingchu looked away, and turned to look at the source of the voice.

It's the real people Shen Buer and Ming Kun.

When Lingchu looked over, he only had time to see the real Ming Kun, who was holding a long spear. The long spear in his hand was like a flash of fire, whizzing and smashing down from mid-air, smashing hard into the top of the mountain, smashing a round Potholes.

Along with the spear falling down, there was also Daoist Ming Kun himself.

Daoist Ming Kun is like a rag doll, with his robes torn and hair in a messy bun, falling straight down from mid-air with his eyes closed, his face facing the ground, as if he has lost consciousness.

The soft and weak vegetation on the top of the mountain swayed, several slender grass sprouts broke through the ground, and the slender bodies intertwined and danced flexibly, but in just a few breaths, a soft and dense cloth was woven. The grass net caught the real Mingkun who fell unconscious.

At the beginning of Lingling's eyes, he saw that Master Mingkun's pale face was now covered with a layer of bluish-purple miasma, and his lips were black and shiny. One could tell at a glance that he had been poisoned.

Poisoning.

Lingchu remembered that his senior brother said that this Shen Buer also made a superb poison technique.

Frowning slightly, he looked up at Shang Shen Buer's handsome and crazy face, but he didn't say anything. During the fight, there was no requirement not to use poison, and in this fight, countless fellow disciples were in the same room. Look, no matter how crazy Shen Buer is, he won't really poison him with certain death.

It looked terrifying, but Master Mingkun's breathing was steady, and the spiritual power around him was not disturbed, which was enough to explain many problems.

It's just that Lingchu didn't expect that the winner would be decided so quickly by Liantai.

It's not just Shen Buer and Ming Kun who decide the outcome.

Not long after Mingkun Daoist and Shen Buer were determined to win, there was another loud bang.

This time it was Yanbei and Hongying who made the noise.

In the fighting between the two, one wields a knife and the other dances a sword.

They are all opening and closing, the sound of collision between knives and swords, and the sound of sonic boom can be heard endlessly.

There was another collision, but Daoist Hongying's face was flushed, and his eyes were bloodshot. The hand holding the knife trembled violently, and he flew out backwards.

Unlike Immortal Mingkun, only Lingchu kindly caught it with a straw mat. When Immortal Hongying flew upside down, there was a figure rushing forward quickly, hugging it before it landed.

Feng Qianshan.

The one who caught the real person Hongying was Feng Qianshan who had been watching the fight between Yan Bei and the real person Hongying. This real person Feng Qianshan who had been fighting with the real person Hongying was carefully holding the real person Hongying .

Daoist Hongying's one hand was limp, she was completely out of strength, she couldn't use half of her strength, she couldn't even hold her Mingluan Saber, she leaned on the ground weakly, her face flushed and then she There was a burst of paleness, as if he was suppressing the injuries and surging spiritual power in his body.

Without too much nonsense, Master Hongying looked straight at Yanbei on the lotus platform, "You won!"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to realize that he was being held in Feng Qianshan's arms, and the hostility on his face suddenly suffocated, and he twisted his body awkwardly. slipped out of his arms, and was ejected several meters away in an instant.

He thanked him coldly, then turned his head, not looking at Feng Qianshan, of course, if he could ignore the red color on the tips of his ears.

In a short period of time, among the four lotus platforms, two of them have already decided the winner.

Moreover, no one succeeded in the challenge.

The only ones who have not yet challenged are Lingchu, Rongxian, and Feng Qianshan.

The only ones who can accept the challenge on the field are Shen Buer and Yanbei.

(End of this chapter)