the first god

Chapter 284 Luna Tower Buying and Leaving

Ma Zimo's purple lightning is no longer a series of electric lights, but an overwhelming purple grid. The ring is filled with a faint white mist at some point, which is like a dream under the reflection of the electric light.This is Ma Zimo's trick.

These innumerable lightning powers erupted at the same time, and their power was much stronger than ordinary eighth-rank thunder calamity, enough to kill a late eighth-rank immortal in an instant.

Ma Yunteng didn't know the usefulness of his white mist, but he was also experienced in many battles and knew that these things were definitely hidden dangers, so he quickly formed a seal before the white mist approached, and the vast white mist turned into the power grid above him. Less than three feet away.

Ma Yunteng didn't dodge or evade. Ma Zimo was feeling sorry for the other party who saw through his light mist ahead of time. He didn't expect that he would come to touch his power grid. He immediately concentrated his energy and poured his whole body mana on the thunderbolt stick. The purple grid covered Ma Yunteng's body, even if the six immortals in the audience shot at the same time, it was too late to save him!

Boom!Ma Yunteng crashed into the purple power grid that was fully activated.

Ma Zimo could hardly suppress the ecstasy in his chest. He wanted to watch Ma Yunteng struggle in the death trap he set up and die completely, and he couldn't miss a single bit.

However, the expected desperate struggle did not happen, Ma Yunteng continued to lose momentum, rushed to Ma Zimo in the blink of an eye, and hit Ma Zimo's chest with his right fist.

Ma Zimo instinctively lowered the thunderbolt stick, and the next moment Ma Yunteng's left fist flew to his face.Then the right fist hit him hard on the shoulder again.

Ma Zimo reacted and wanted to resist, but Ma Yunteng's fists were too fast, completely beyond the speed that a mid-eighth-rank immortal should have, and each punch was heavier than the other, with a punch that pierced the heart and lungs. The icy cold air made him feel numb after the first punch, and his reaction was a little slower than usual.

He seemed to have lost his sense of pain, and vaguely felt that countless fists fell on him. The screams and screams of the audience seemed to go far away, until he struggled and barely avoided Ma Yunteng's stormy fists and stood back in the ring. Now, he still can't figure out why Jack Ma is not afraid of his purple grid attack?
That was enough to kill a late eighth-rank immortal. Even if he was an eighth-rank immortal, it was impossible for him to ignore it so easily and still have the strength to attack him.

Waves of chills surged in his body. If Ma Zimo hadn't been soaked in the fairy spring for several years, he might have been beaten into a puddle of flesh by Ma Yunteng at this moment, and it was impossible to continue standing on the stage.

Even so, he was still seriously injured, and the most frightening thing was that his confidence was completely shattered by the accident just now.

Ma Yunteng is not afraid of his lightning attack at all, why is this? !If even his ultimate move couldn't restrain him, what hope did he have for victory? !
"Ma Zimo, he shouldn't have found Ma Yunteng... Ma Yunteng is simply his natural nemesis!" Guwan Xianjun sighed, and the two geniuses in the sect were in conflict. It seemed that Ma Zimo was destined to be sacrificed one already.

Encountering a silent and thunderous immortal at the eighth rank was a near-death experience. Ma Yunteng was able to survive, and the benefit he gained was that he had the physique of a ninth-rank immortal in advance, and it was tempered by the purest thunder and lightning. The impact of lightning-like mana attacks on him will be greatly reduced.

He was able to resist Ma Zimo's strongest lightning attack just now, relying on this. Although he could not avoid getting injured, the situation was much better than Ma Zimo's.

Ma Zimo's water and thunder dual spiritual roots, the strongest thunder-type kung fu method is no match for Ma Yunteng, and the water-type kung fu is not as good as Ma Yunteng, an ice-type single-spirit root fairy. The only advantage in cultivation is because just now He had miscalculated his opponent's strength and lost it. Now he is suffering from internal injuries and his confidence has been shattered. Basically, the defeat is already doomed.

Ma Yunteng took out a few elixirs and swallowed them, and he became more aggressive after a while. Ma Zimo also hurriedly took a lot of elixirs for healing and replenishing vitality, but the effect was obviously far from the former.

Immortal Jixiang in the audience couldn't help being envious: "The disciples of Lingyun Sect eat pills like jelly beans, and they seem to be top-grade!"

Zhu Bo Xianjun sighed: "The luck of the Lingyun Sect is so good that people are jealous. It's different to have a seventh-rank alchemist in charge!" Those eighth-rank immortals saw it in their eyes, so they were a little more polite to the Great Elder.

Jin Shan and Yin Shan were silent, thinking: Most of the pills these guys ate were made by the little girl Cheng Zi.If you have the ability to get Ma Yunteng back and recognize your ancestors, you will be able to send a genius alchemist who is at least fifth-rank or higher immediately. I don’t know if you have such luck.

Ma Zimo's eyes flicked across the audience, and he could guess their thoughts from the expressions of the crowd. Everyone thought he would lose, and the most hateful thing was that even he himself knew that there was no hope of winning.

He wants to lose to Ma Yunteng? !Do not!no way!
He would rather die than go back to the old days of being contemptuous and inferior. He is the No.1 of Ma Shi's younger generation!Just kill Jack Ma!

He thought of the "thing" secretly given to him by Uncle Ma on his body. As soon as that thing came out, Ma Yunteng's cultivation base would be ruined even if he didn't die.He violated the rules of the competition and used the immortal weapon in public. Although the victory was unarmed, as long as Ma Yunteng was destroyed, the patriarch would not be able to do anything to him even if he was angry.

The Qixia faction or the Ma family has always been so realistic. A living genius is much more valuable than a dead genius. For the benefit of the Zongmen family, the so-called fair family relationship has never been important.

Otherwise, Uncle Ma would not have survived to this day. Ma Yunteng's genius father was the one who worked together with outsiders back then.

Ma Zimo made up his mind, immediately swept away his anger, looked at Ma Yunteng gloomyly, and said with a cold smile: "Both of you, father and son, are doomed to die young, so I blame you for being too sharp and blocking the way of others! Under the sword of the demon dragon, you deserve to die."

Following the words, a cold light flashed in his hand, and there was a pale and cold bone long sword in his hand, and a powerful sword aura that was so sharp that it seemed to be able to tear the space roared towards him.

The six immortals who were chatting and laughing in the audience were terrified. The aura of coercion emanating from Ma Zimo is definitely not the spirit weapon. There is something wrong with the sword in his hand!

It's a top-grade ghost weapon!Its power is no less than that of a fairy weapon!

The six immortals quickly sensed the level of the strange bone sword, and their faces turned pale with fright, so Wan Xianjun couldn't help shouting: "No!"

But it was too late, since Ma Zimo decided to give it a go, how could he give others a chance to stop him?Therefore, amidst Wan Xianjun's shouting, the bone sword had already pierced Ma Yunteng's chest and abdomen with irresistible force, and the air was filled with the ear-piercing whistling sound of the bone sword as it stabbed, as if The cry of the god of death is chilling and frightening all over the body.

The audience on the field was taken aback by this sudden reversal. Ma Zimo's power even with a sword is no less than that of a real Ninth Grade Immortal Monarch. Ma Yunteng's vitals have been firmly locked by him. There is no way to avoid it, you can only drink hatred and suffer death.

But the expected bloodshed never happened.

Ding!A very clear and clear voice sounded, and the thunderbolt's sure-killing sword was actually blocked by the volley!

Everyone looked carefully, and what blocked the bone sword was a small crystal Ruyi, extremely transparent and pure, holding it on Ma Yunteng's right hand as if there was nothing, and it was almost impossible to see its shape under the sunlight.

Seeing that Ma Yunteng was fine, Guwan Xianjun, who was a step late, breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but be surprised. What is that thing that can block the top-grade ghost weapon? !

Ma Yunteng didn't give Ma Zimo a chance to regain his senses at all, he sideways passed the almost fatal sword, raised his Ruyi and waved in Ma Zimo's direction, Ma Zimo's arm holding the bone sword was cut off at the elbow fell to the ground.

As the blood gushed out, Ma Zimo let out a scream and took several steps back.

Ma Yunteng put away Ruyi with one hand, and mercilessly punched him in the chest with the other hand.

boom!Ma Zimo flew off the stage like a kite with a broken string.

Xue Yuan under the stage was dancing and dancing, and she cried softly: "Why did Yun Teng knock him down with one punch, give him more punches! This despicable villain is still talking about being fair and aboveboard. Boom! You are the only one with a fairy weapon?!"

Cheng Zi was shocked and said: "That's not a fairy weapon, it's a ghost weapon."

"Isn't that the same?!" Xueyuan waved her hand and said, "Fortunately, Hengzhi guessed that Ma Zimo was not a good bird, let us be ready at any time, otherwise we will really be plotted by this bastard! There's no comparison between Zasuai and Hengzhi!"

Is this a compliment or a slander?Cheng Zi was speechless, she was really grateful to Heng Zhi, if it weren't for him, Ma Yunteng's end would be unimaginable now.

Just as Heng Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, when he opened his eyes, he heard that Xue Yuan was not saying good things, so he couldn't help but smile wryly, let's be sinister and treacherous, as long as his family is fine.

Seeing him wake up, Cheng Zi quickly recounted what happened just now, Heng Zhi nodded slightly and looked at Gu Wan and Zhu Bao Xianjun with a thoughtful expression.

Cheng Zi timidly asked: "Hengzhi, what's wrong?"

Heng Zhi shook his head and said, "I'm afraid Yun Teng is in trouble, but it's not all bad..."

Chengzi was startled and wanted to ask again. Over there, Ruyi Xianjun had already come to the stage to announce that Ma Yunteng had won, and the audience cheered loudly. This time, Ma Yunteng really leapfrogged Qixia faction by relying on his own strength Ma Zimo, the most famous genius genius among the younger generation, although he is not a moon worshiper, his strength has won everyone's sincere admiration.

Especially for him to have such an achievement at the age of 25, it is simply a miracle!
I don't know how many young female cultivators looked at Ma Yunteng with heart-shaped eyes. Of course, many of them secretly wondered why he looks exactly like the notorious young master Ma San?
He is obviously that person from the Lingyun faction, why does he have a face that worships the moon to teach Ma Shi?Probably really a member of the Ma clan?

A sensational fighting contest in the whole city finally came to an end. Chengzi and Xueyuan went to Juxianju to get the prize money, and together with Ma Yunteng and others, Xiang Zhuanqianzhi made an appointment to visit Subaozhai.

After all, today they fought against the Qixia faction, and they won a complete victory, and several of them were injured or disabled. It would be embarrassing to live in the Qixia faction again, so Xianjun Wan and Xianjun Zhubo understood their thoughts, and they didn't force them. It is stated that after they recover from their injuries, they are welcome to go to Qixia to send Xianlingquan to practice at any time.

Xueyuan felt a little ashamed because of her sincere and friendly attitude, the two immortals of Qixia sect were really too generous, they didn't care about her younger generation being repaired by them in public.

However, Hengzhi knew that it was all because of Ma Yunteng, and the people from Qixia faction might try their best to pull Ma Yunteng back to the Ma family, but he didn't know what kind of conditions they would offer.

On the way to Subaozhai, Chengzi couldn't help asking Hengzhi: "Hengzhi, how do you know that Ma Zimo has a ghost weapon in his hand?"

Hengzhi smiled and said: "I'm not a god, how could I guess that he has such a thing, but his situation and temperament, in the end, he finds that there is no hope of winning, and he is very likely to put all his eggs in one basket and do some crazy things, so I let everyone Their respective fairy artifacts and self-defense magic weapons are ready at any time, and it is important to save their lives if they find something wrong."

Xueyuan snorted: "This kid can't afford to lose like that?" She still had a heart for Ma Zimo's blatantly using a ghost weapon, a high-level magic weapon, to attack Ma Yunteng in the ring in the end.

It's just that the Chaos Artifact from Flower God cannot be used or revealed, of course, otherwise, I don't know how much trouble will be caused.

Heng Zhi's expression was a bit gloomy: "He really can't afford to lose. If he loses, everything he has worked hard for so many years will be gone at once...".

"It sounds like you know him a lot." Xue Yuan snorted.

Hengzhi's eyes flickered, as if he didn't want to continue this topic, he leaned against the wall of the car and closed his eyes to rest his mind by adjusting his breath.

Xiang Zhuanqian has quite a status in Subaozhai, and with the special confession of the two immortals Jinshan and Yinshan, the hospitality standard received by the Lingyun sect is no worse than that of the Qixia sect.

When Yu Qing, Heng Zhi and Heng Er recovered from their injuries, it happened to be the time for the Luna Pagoda's annual climbing party.Xiang Zhuanqian, Xiao Shou and others came early in the morning to invite a few people to go with them.

"For this pagoda climbing party, we Juxianju also started to bet to see which sect's disciples can be the highest and stay the longest. This year, your Lingyun sect is also among the bets. The bosses don't let my mother lose. Money, otherwise I will have to find a way to rob you rich families if I lose all!" Xiao Shou patted Xueyuan on the shoulder and said.

"That depends on who you buy to win." Xueyuan said in awe.

Xiang Zhuanqian smiled and said, "Naturally, I bought you and won. Fortunately, I didn't make a big bet last time, otherwise I would have died miserably."

"That... a small bet is fun, a big bet loses, you should not buy it so heavily." Cheng Zi timidly suggested, they bought a heavy bet, how much pressure is there from their companions, if they lose all, join forces to rob what should they do
Fengxiang laughed and said: "Junior Sister Chengzi, don't worry. Brother Ma can withstand even the silent thunder, we have confidence in him."

(End of this chapter)