Scientific Cultivation Of Immortals, Mechanical Ascension

Li Su leaped from the stone platform to the arena lightly, like a crane landing on one foot, it can be described as a fairy.

After standing still, facing the menacing Sun Mo, her expression was firm and she showed no signs of fear.

The corners of Sun Mo's mouth curled up into a sinister smile, and he was gearing up for a while, "It's interesting to break through the emptiness, but not timid in the face of me! But...hehe!"

"Little girl, you are quite pretty, don't worry, I will be very gentle!"

Li Su's complexion changed from emotional to desolate again, he closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, there was a water blue light in his eyes, and he could no longer distinguish the whites of the eyes from the pupils.

The hair is windless and active, and the temperament is getting colder, as if there is a god upper body.

She spoke with a slightly sarcastic tone, as if she was a different person, "Hmph, I will be cruel!"

Li Su flashed, turned into blue water and disappeared in place, and appeared behind Sun Mo in an instant. The Cangchi sword that had been sacrificed to the Magic Treasures of his life flew out, and slashed at the back of Sun Mo's neck!

"What a fast speed!" Su Yun exclaimed in surprise.

Sun Mo was also taken aback, there was no way to dodge this move, he activated the Spirit Power of his body protection, which was able to defend against the attack.

The remaining sword force hit the white jade platform in the martial arts arena, and cut a 100-meter-long cut obliquely.

But Li Su's figure didn't stop, followed by another sword, one sword after another.

The move is fatal, and it doesn't give Sun Mo a chance to fight back.

A'Zhu analyzed from the side: "After real-time analysis, Li Su's chance of winning is now 50%!"

"Fuck, ruthless!" Seeing Li Su's burst of strength, Su Yun was shocked.

Ye Buxiu also explained with a serious face, "If you are ruthless, you will forget your feelings. When fighting, forget your emotions, and your strength will increase greatly. The stronger your emotions, the stronger your strength will be!"

But Sun Mo is a Gold Core real person after all, and Li Su's attack was not without gaps. Sun Mo then squeezed out his own natal Magic Treasures, a set of several shuttles.

The shuttle looks like a bone spur of some kind of marine spirit beast, and the surface is covered with barbs, which makes people frightened.

Sun Mo relied on the flying shuttle to resist many attacks, and then found an opportunity to counterattack. The flying shuttle flew around the field, and Li Su turned from offense to defense, relying on his agility advantage, and began to flee.

But in fact, Li Su's hard speed is not fast, and only relying on the ghost of Movement Technique to beat Sun Mo at a loss.

Sun Mo realized that he couldn't easily take down Li Su, who was in the mere Void Core Realm, and was flustered for a moment, ready to prepare a killer move.

However, Li Su quickly cast a series of bombs and water balls, shooting them towards the surrounding sea surface, and sprayed them instantly. The sea water fell on the white jade platform and dispersed into water mist, and Li Su's figure dissipated in it.

Water mist can isolate the divine mind from probing, but Sun Mo couldn't find the target. He is also a water-attribute Spiritual Roots, and he used the water-attribute palm technique to disperse the water mist. He never thought that the palm technique would be swallowed by the mist, and the mist would become thicker , until he was also enveloped.

The War Practitioners who watched didn't know what happened in the fog. The only thing that was certain was that the fog was disturbed and the battle was still going on.

Gu Feicheng looked solemnly, looked at Wuming Daoist and said softly: "Wuming Elder, do you see this?"

"Very good, very good!" Wuming Daoist ignored Gu Feicheng's meaning, but praised: "You have such strength at such a young age, and you can beat the Gold Core cultivator. It's really good, and you look good, but it's a pity It doesn't fit my fire attribute Spiritual Roots very well!"

"Your beloved daughter is more suitable." After saying that, Wuming Daoist greedily looked at Gu Pan'er beside him, with a hint of obscenity in his eyes.

Gu Pan'er looked embarrassed and lowered his head silently.

"Hehe! Wuming Elder is not in a hurry." Gu Feicheng squeezed a smile on his face, "I heard that Wu Sisi, the daughter of the head of Burning Fire Valley, has a more pure fire attribute, Spiritual Roots, far better than the little girl. Wait and see if she enters Got your magic eye!"

"Well, I'll wait." Wuming Daoist said heavily with some displeasure, "but I can remind you that you can use my power to do your Jiyuezong's deeds, but if my good deed is ruined, you In my eyes, Jiyuezong looks like those low-end sects."

"Yes, yes, yes." Gu Feicheng agreed with a sad face.

Soon, there was a change in the field.

The thick fog dissipated, and Li Su was the only one standing on the field.

Sun Mo lay lifeless on the ground, with Li Su's Cangchi sword stuck in his neck.

Li Su held the hilt of the sword, raised her leg and stepped on Sun Mo's head, her fair and well-proportioned calf was exposed from under her skirt, she pulled out the Cangchi sword aggressively, flung the blood on the sword domineeringly, and threw it again. A talisman with a fire attribute Cultivation Technique was produced, and Sun Mo's body was incinerated.

Li Su calmly stepped onto the stone platform and headed towards the viewing platform.

The atmosphere in the audience was suddenly warm.

Everyone didn't dare to say it publicly, but the resentment towards Ji Yuezong was real, and it exploded at this moment!

"Is Luoyunzong's strength so strong? Xudan cuts Gold Core! Even the young talents of Jiyuezong can't do it!"

"Heh! Isn't the one who was beheaded the disciple of Jiyue Sect?"

"Good job at Luoyun Sect! Li Su, good job!"

...

There were endless cheers, and every word of praise for Luoyunzong and Li Su was a slap in the face of Jiyuezong.

Neither happy nor surprised, Li Su walked down the stone platform calmly, and smiled happily in front of Su Yun: "Su Yun big brother, I have tried my best..."

Then he threw himself into Su Yun's arms and passed out.

"Hey, you little girl..." Su Yun smiled helplessly.

This moment is just like that moment.

After handing Li Su over to Wen Bai's care, Su Yun analyzed the situation, looked at the highest stone platform, and sneered, "I think I'll be the last one to appear!"

"Why?" Ye Buxiu asked puzzled.

"Gu Yan wanted me to watch everyone around me die one by one! But he miscalculated." Su Yun smiled coldly.

Seeing the uproar in the audience, the announcer disciple said in a loud voice, "Silence!"

"second round."

"Luoyunzong Ye Buxiu, yes, Jiyuezong, Zhou Ziheng!"

...

"Zhou Ziheng? Gold Core late stage!" The onlookers said in surprise.

"Fortunately, Ye Buxiu is also a Gold Core Realm, otherwise it will be miserable!"

"It's not much better now!"

"I hope he can also cross the border to face the enemy like Li Su!"

...

"Junior Brother Su Yun, I'll go first." Ye Buxiu smiled nonchalantly, and a wave of confidence emerged again.

It should be stable.

"Wait until you come back victorious." Su Yun handed over a smile.

Ye Buxiu stepped onto the stone platform, folded his hands, his eyes were full of fighting intent.

After boarding the white jade platform, Ye Buxiu took off the cloth bag behind him, and stroked it lightly a few times.

However, Zhou Ziheng and Sun Mo had completely different temperaments, they seemed very aloof and indifferent, and they didn't seem to come from the same sect at all.

Putting his hands in his sleeves, closing his eyes slightly, it seems that he doesn't care about Ye Buxiu at all. To put in one's eyes.

Ye Buxiu gracefully pulled the cloth bag's head, and pulled it casually, the cloth bag spun several times in the air, finally revealing a blood-red long sword, which he reached out to hold.

The sword is dark red, as if it has been sucked full of blood, sticky blood can be seen on the surface, and both the blade and the bone are dilapidated, full of gaps, weathered by battles and years. But next, he didn't fight with the sword, but took a sword flower, and inserted the sword into the white jade platform with his backhand, with a "clang clang", sparks burst out.

Jiang Mu frowned, "This sword is very evil, it is a sword that eats people!"

"I can feel that a lot of chaotic souls are sealed in it!"

Su Yun suddenly realized, "So this is the reason why Senior Brother Ye didn't sacrifice him to the inner palace!"

At this moment, Li Su's weak voice came from behind.

"This sword is called Swallowing Evil (wu). It is a treasure of an evil sect cultivator. It can devour souls and flesh and blood."

"Isn't Senior Brother Ye an upright person? How could he use such a sinister Magical Item?" Su Yun asked in confusion.

The flamboyant-looking Li Su was fed a Medicine Pill by Wen Bai, and after her condition improved, she continued to explain, "Senior Brother Ye's pro-Little Sister was murdered by this evil cultivator, and his soul was sealed in the Swallowing Evil. Liberated, tormented."

"Later, Senior Brother Ye achieved Gold Core Realm, backhandedly destroyed this Sect, and got revenge."

"It's just that she, Little Sister Ye Buxie, has no choice but to enclose herself in it, and survive by absorbing her soul and blood."

"That's why Senior Brother Ye traveled around just now, killing evil and punishing evil, and making offerings to his Little Sister."

"And I..." Li Su paused, "I was also inspired by this, so..."

"Hush!" Su Yun smiled and said, "You just woke up, talk less and rest more, I understand."

"En!" Li Su smiled happily and nodded heavily.

And Su Yun's eyebrows were deep, "It seems that Senior Brother Ye is sure of victory!"

field.

Ye Buxiu then offered his own natal Magic Treasures, a plain bamboo sword.

The bamboo sword seemed to be cut directly from a piece of bamboo. It was more than three feet long. The bamboo fiber texture on the sword was very clear, and there were a few green leaves on the hilt.

Seeing Ye Buxiu's sword, Zhou Ziheng shook his head jokingly, "Poor! A broken sword, a bamboo sword, haha, what do you use to fight?"

After all that was said, a jewel-like long sword flew out from the void, it was carved from a complete top-quality sapphire, and decorated with shiny silver metal fasteners, it was a top-grade treasure.

But then, Zhou Ziheng's sarcastic smile stopped abruptly, and his eyes became frightened.

Just because Ye Buxiu on the opposite side raised a pure Sword intent, giving people a sense of righteousness and awe.

"Sword intent is transparent! You actually have such a Sword intent!"

"No need to say too much, let's talk with battle!" Ye Buxiu stepped forward holding his sword, and the Sword intent was condensed to the extreme.

However, Zhou Ziheng is not an ordinary person. He has achieved Gold Core late stage in Hundred Years. His strength is not bad, and the more he faces a strong enemy, the crazier he becomes. Now he has fallen into madness, and his Spirit Power is manic. A tearing pressure.

The first move of the two confronted, the Spiritual Qi of wood and water attributes collided, it seemed that the weak wind supported the willows, but in fact the murderous intent was hidden. Shatter outward!

Within ten feet, there is a piece of ruins.

What made everyone dumbfounded was that Ye Buxiu, who was far behind in Realm, was firmly on the upper hand!

The seemingly simple bamboo sword was like a Divine Armament weapon in his hands, and the next few strikes easily cut through Zhou Ziheng's body protection Spirit Power, so that Zhou Ziheng had to defend passively, with no room for attack.

But each of Ye Buxiu's swords seems to deliberately avoid the vital points, as if he is playing with his own prey.

Zhou Ziheng was already bleeding all over his body, but the expression on his face was even crazier, the more injured he was, the more excited he was!

It's like enjoying the process of being injured!

"Hahaha! Continue! Continue!!" Zhou Ziheng's sword power became more and more powerful, reaching the level of Ye Buxiu's 50-50 match. It can be said that he can't play without blood!

The battle became fierce, both of them used the light escape technique, the two fast figures collided on the field, Sword Qi criss-crossed, and the Baiyu Terrace was destroyed long ago.

If it was Li Su who faced Zhou Ziheng, he would have been beheaded and killed long ago, and became the soul of the beast!

At this time Zhou Ziheng had become a blood man, his robe was stained with dark red blood, and there was no blue anymore, but he was still full of Spiritual Qi and strong fighting spirit, it seemed that his injuries had no effect on him.

However, Ye Buxiu's condition was not very good. The high-intensity battle exhausted him a lot, and he was about to fall into a disadvantage.

After another sword confrontation, Ye Buxiu took advantage of the situation to distance himself from Zhou Ziheng.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Ye Buxiu actually took back his natal Magic Treasures, clapped his hands, and looked relaxed.

"Is Ye Buxiu insane? How could he withdraw his sword at this time?"

"Could it be that because Zhou Ziheng has been unable to kill Zhou Ziheng for so long, and Zhou Ziheng is still fighting more and more courageously, he gives up on himself and prepares to admit defeat?"

"Can't!"

...

At this time Zhou Ziheng also stopped the offensive, and sarcastically said: "Oh! This is the Sword intent of the luminous state? It's nothing more than that! Even though I have several swords in my body, none of them hurt the vitals. You can't be accurate! "

"Cut~" Ye Buxiu folded his hands with disdain on his face, "I'm just processing the ingredients! She likes to eat fresh."

Then Ye Buxiu's tone became gentle, "Buxiu, I'm out to eat."

After saying that, a blood-colored phantom suddenly appeared on the inconspicuous blood-colored broken sword on the sidelines, vaguely in the form of a woman.

At the same time, Zhou Ziheng's body suddenly exploded with blood, and a column of blood flowed from his body, rushing towards Can Jian through the air.

Zhou Ziheng was terrified and wanted to speak, but his voice was dry and hoarse, and he died after sobbing a few times. When he died, he still maintained the expression of fear and unwillingness in his life.

In a blink of an eye, Zhou Ziheng was sucked dry and fell to the ground silently. His withered face and facial features became distorted and crowded together.

After phantom sucked all the blood, he sucked Zhou Ziheng's soul before returning to the sword contentedly.

"Oh! Fortunately, it's still water attribute Spiritual Roots, they can't even control their own blood!" Ye Buxiu said coldly.

Then he stepped forward and drew his sword, took out the cloth skin, wrapped the sword again, put it on his back, and left silently.

The audience was silent for a while, all of them were shocked by Ye Buxiu's ferocity.

Gu Feicheng gritted his teeth with hatred, staring at Ye Buxiu's back.

And Wuming Daoist looked at Gu Feicheng with playful eyes, and smiled slightly: "Interesting, this Luoyunzong is really surprising! You Jiyuezong is powerless to fight back, I am looking forward to the performance of their other contestants!" "

Gu Feicheng quickly restrained his ruthlessness, and said with an apologetic smile: "Hehe, it's just a coincidence that I met two geniuses. My Jiyue Sect disciple is the number one talent in Canglan Continent!"

Then he sent a voice transmission to his disciple Divine Sense: "You know what to do! Jiyuezong can't lose again!"

The announcer disciple panicked and nodded heavily.

"Cough cough."

"The third round, Luoyunzong...the yellow-haired girl of Luoyunzong! Yes, Jiyuezong, Lu Qian!"

...

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was full of discussions and abuse.

"Ji Yuezong not wanting face ah not wanting face!"

"Hey, I'm still a child, it's gone!"

"Those with daughters can't watch these..."

...

The person involved, Mu Ling, clenched her fists angrily and made a muffled creaking sound. She jumped onto the stone platform with an expression of disbelief, and shouted, "Who is the yellow-haired girl? My name is Mu Ling!"

"Mu Ling of Luoyun Sect, yes, Lu Qian of Jiyue Sect..." the disciple who announced the curtain hurriedly added.

But before the two people who participated in the battle arrived, there was a misty light from the Baiyu Terrace, and the damage from the previous battle was restored in an instant.

When the two entered the stage, Lu Qian on the opposite side said in a childish tone: "My child, I really can't bear to do it, why don't you jump into the sea by yourself, and have a better time! My method is very cruel!"

"Stop talking nonsense, can I make a move?" Mu Ling rolled up his sleeves and asked impatiently.

"Both sides can make a move as long as they stand on the field." Lu Qian explained seriously.

Mu Ling didn't say much, just opened her cute little mouth, "Ah~~~~"

The smile on Lu Qian's face was even bigger, but after a moment, his eyes were illuminated by a burst of light.

"puff!"

From Mu Ling's mouth, a scorching but transparent flame spewed out! ——Dragon Flame Breath!

The breath spread out from Mu Ling's mouth into bundles, and Lu Qian was instantly vaporized, his body and spirit annihilated in the blink of an eye.

The audience fell into a deathly silence.