Master, what path do you cultivate?

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time! The final of this year's Cultivation Competition is about to begin, friends who haven't made a bet yet, don't miss the opportunity."

Different from the previous games, the odds of the two sides in the final final were almost the same. From the numerical point of view, Sima Duan was slightly more in favor.

Nangong Qianfeng did not place a bet this time. It was acceptable to bet on winning or losing when she was not familiar with it before. The relationship with Yu Ye in the past two days is really good, and she no longer wants to bet on Yu Ye's adventure in the finals.

"Okay, let's invite players from both sides to enter the arena. First of all, the dark horse of this year's dark horse, Yu Ye from the New East Street Chamber of Commerce."

Yu Ye, who was still wearing the plain Taoist robe, walked out from the entrance of the stand, her heroic apricot eyes paired with a pretty face, her expression was calm, not at all like she was participating in the competition for the first time.

The self-tightening Taoist robe reveals a proud figure, and on the fair and beautiful neck is an interesting black ribbon.

"Fellow Daoist Yu Ye has never participated in the comprehension competition before, and it is even said that her cultivation time is very short, and it is unbelievable that she can make it all the way to the final.

And her master is Ji Qinglin, the elder of Xindong Street who has recently been frequently searched for rumors in the world. We have not seen it so far, and he is also a very mysterious existence.

Fellow Daoist Yu Ye's performance in the first few games was very impressive, and the abilities displayed in each game were not the same. It can be seen that this young player's skill pool is extremely deep. "

Seeing Yu Ye walking to the center of the venue, the elder audience on the Xindong Street side also became nervous.

"On the other side is the absolute leader of the younger generation in Nanhua District, Sima Duan."

Sima Duan, who was wearing a loose black gold Taoist robe in the previous round, now changed into a tighter Taoist robe.

Different from the previous aloof attitude, Sima Duan looked excited at this time, staring at Yu Ye like looking at prey between his brows, but his eyes were a little blue, his lips were a little purple, and his physical condition didn't look that healthy .

Crazy Night: His lips

Yu Ye: What? Did you see any clues?

Crazy Ye: It looks like I just went down and spun two catties of blueberries and mulberries.

Yu Ye:.

"Sima Duan is the nephew of Sima Zhao, the president of the South China District, and he has practiced the art of corpse repair quite profoundly. In the first three rounds, he used similar electronic ghost charms to kill his opponents.

And in the last game, we saw his body training trick. This is the second time for him to participate in the Cultivation Competition, and he lost to the semi-finals last time. I don't know if he has a chance to win the championship this time. "

Everyone in Nanhua District was also a little nervous watching Sima Duan step into the venue, only the chairman Sima Zhao looked quite confident.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's eyes were on Sima Duan, Ji Qinglin, who put on his hat, silently walked to the front of the auditorium and mixed in with the staff next to him.

"Players from both sides enter the arena, the long-awaited finals, now begins!"

The two bowed their hands together:

"please!"

The whole venue was silent, both of them shot in a minimalist style, and it was unknown who would make the first move.

step-step-

Yu Ye and Sima Duan confronted each other almost at the same time, but those with a higher level still saw that Sima Duan made the first move.

boom--

The air wave quickly spread to the surroundings with the palm of the hand, and the two did not continue to receive the move, but pulled apart instantly. It was obvious that the two sides in the first palm were just testing each other's strength.

Pei Ruohai from Xichang District was puzzled and said:

"That little girl's vigor is so deep, she can still be full after so many fights."

Pei Ruotao frowned and said:

"Brother, I haven't found that thing after I lost it, could it be?"

"Impossible. It hasn't been long since it was lost. Even if someone obtains it, it is impossible to use it immediately."

Facing palms together, both sides were a little surprised, they didn't expect that the other party's vigor was not weaker than their own, so they didn't dare to be careless immediately.

After transplanting the heart of the ancestor of the corpse, Sima Duan didn't need to care about saving the energy of the corpse. He walked with both palms together, and several black talismans ran in front of him, and then flew towards Yuye together.

The ghoul talisman is to inject corpse energy into the opponent's body in a fixed form, first to block the meridians, and then to attack the heart with corpse poison.

If it is played at close range, there are also special data viruses for the neural interface and other parts, which can directly affect the opponent's nervous system.

Facing an evenly matched opponent, Yu Ye didn't intend to act either, her energy pulse rushed, and Lei Jin enveloped her whole body in an instant, raising her hand with a flash of lightning, and the ghoul talisman dissipated in an instant.

Lei Jin Tian suppressed the corpse's energy, taking advantage of the thunder strength on his body, Yuye stepped on the wind and thunder steps, continuously increasing the thunder force on his body, and flew straight to Sima Duan.

Lei Jin gathers his right palm, penetrates and disperses several ghost talismans flying towards him, and goes straight to Sima Duan's chest.

呲味味——

Sima Duan heard a strange bird song, and then saw the "Silver Spear" stabbing towards the ghoul talisman.

If it was the previous opponent, this move of Phoenix Cry would be enough to seriously injure him, but the corners of Sima Duan's mouth were raised slightly, and his body speeded up to avoid Yuye's thunderous blow.

Before Yu Ye had time to retreat, Sima Duan raised his hand and hit Yu Ye's shoulder with the corpse-poison-sealing talisman gathered at his fingertips. Seeing that the thunder in Yu Ye's hand also disappeared, Sima Duan hurriedly continued to add more talismans.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Ye's arms were affixed with four corpse poison scripture sealers.

Seeing that Sima Duan took the lead, the audience tensed up, thinking that Sima Duan was indeed slightly better, and the audience who bet on Yu Ye's victory seemed even more nervous than Yu Ye.

Without giving Yu Ye any chance to take off the talisman, Sima Duan gathered the corpse energy into his palms, and quickly chased after him relying on his reborn body.

boom--

Sima's corpse-breaking ghost fist was ready to strike, but was barely blocked by Yu Ye's elbow. He was just about to go all out to make Yu Ye lose the possibility of attacking.

Boom——

With a muffled sound, Sima Duan suddenly felt as if something had pierced his waist and abdomen, and then his body flew backwards, and the corpse aura gathered on his body dissipated instantly.

Clutching his lower abdomen and standing still, Sima Duan realized that under Yuye's right elbow that was blocking, his left hand was maintaining a punching posture, and the small fist was covered with layers of thunder patterns.

Cun Jin-Lei Fa Chong Pulse.

Suppressing the pain in his abdomen, Sima Duan felt a little puzzled when he recalled the domineering strength just now: How is it possible?

I obviously used the corpse poison scripture sealing talisman to seal off the meridians of her arms, because I can understand that Qi Jin is strong without being poisoned, but how could she still use Lei Jin?

Yu Ye shook his arms, and the four talismans fell down, which were scattered by Yu Ye with thunder force.

Crazy Ye: Fortunately, there are only four of them, and they can still be caught after they are materialized with the mysterious soul technique. If there are two more, I guess I can only hold my chest out.

Yu Ye: At this time, I am still in the mood to joke. I didn’t pay attention to the strength of the move just now. I must have the strength to penetrate, but he doesn’t seem to be in serious trouble. There must be something wrong with his body.

Crazy Ye: If I knew it earlier, I should have reminded you to move the attack position of the attack just three inches down to ensure that he cannot get up again after lying on the ground.

Yu Ye: Don't be silly, before he finds out about your existence, justice is two against one.

Crazy Ye: Shameless is very true to your master.

While Sima Duan was clutching his stomach and still thinking about why his corpse poison talisman would fail, Yu Ye had already launched a second round of attack.

With the lesson just now, Sima Duan didn't dare to use the corpse ghost talisman anymore, and while continuing to accept the move, he first diffused the corpse poisonous energy provided by the corpse ancestor's heart to his whole body.

Sima Duan recalled the legend that the corpse ancestor of the Sima family practiced the Heart Sutra of Corpse Poison in that age when technology was not yet developed.

Anyway, I have the heart of a corpse ancestor, so I don’t have to worry about fighting a protracted battle, so when I received the move close to me, I smiled in my heart: Keep fighting, and you will feel the body in a short time.

boom--

A punch from nowhere interrupted Sima Duan's train of thought, and he felt that someone had punched his temple, with such force that it seemed that his three souls and seven souls were all scattered.

Sima Duan raised his head while walking away from the ghost, but he didn't find any special moves that Yu Ye used.

what happened? Where did it come from just now?

Although my body has changed a lot, I can withstand almost any attack, but the pain that hits the depths of my soul is really special.

Deep in the soul?

Sima Duan remembered that his uncle had told him that this Yu Ye had relatively strong soul refining ability, no wonder.

Refining the soul, right?

Although he does not refine souls, the spirit of dead souls in the corpse ancestor is no less than that of soul refiners.

Thinking of Sima Duan yelling and stamping his feet on the ground, bursts of corpse aura rose from his body, and a large number of black spirit bodies like ghosts emerged from his body and flew straight towards Yuye.

Even though he had enough dead soul energy, Sima Duan hadn't refined his soul to the level of the Yang God after all, so those black soul bodies that flew out could not attack Yu Ye's body, but could only hit the soul body.

Even so, ordinary qi practitioners cannot withstand this wave of soul bombing.

The audience concentrated on watching the two fight, compete in strength, body skills, skills, and now even the soul refining has begun. The gold content of this final is not low.

Seeing that Yu Ye was forced to retreat by the soul consciousness released by the other party, Ji Qinglin frowned slightly:

Xin said that he was not in this state when he beat himself during the day. He was obedient to outsiders and punched his master hard, right?

Mad Ye, who was staggered after blocking a few scattered soul consciousness, was also a little annoyed: Brat, how dare you make a noise with this little scattered soul consciousness?

Yu Ye: Hello! Don't go crazy!

Crazy Ye: Don't worry, I'm very sober this time!

After Mad Ye finished speaking, he stopped hiding, and the blood-red soul flame ignited on Yu Ye's body again, and gradually turned into a human form, as if there was a blood-clothed Shura standing behind Yu Ye.

drink--

I saw the blood-clothed Shura suck in and exhale, let out a low drink, and the mighty swastika energy spread instantly, completely dispelling the ghosts and spirits nearby.

Seeing this move, the audience present were all shocked.

Arhat Po of Haizhe Temple in Xichang District!

Not only the audience, Pei Ruohai and Pei Ruotao also had some doubts:

How did she learn it?

At the same time, Sima Zhao also looked towards them, his eyes full of questioning, as if to say:

Is this what you call cooperation?

Pei Ruotao made a helpless stall, using a private network channel to explain:

"We don't know what's going on, maybe it's a pirated software learned or typed out by accident."

Seeing the surrounding soul consciousness gather again, Mad Ye, who only learned this trick, doesn't care about anything else, raising his hand is the soul consciousness bombardment.

Crazy Night: Arhat Po Po Po Po Po Po Po!

Sima Zhao: "You call this a random shot?"

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