Chapter 1248: 1248
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Zhang Yude is a cold hum, did not leave a rest time for Yang Bo, again attacked.
Yang Bo held the sword. He thought of the art of calling on the wind and rain. Yang Bo has learned this art for a long time, but he has never used it to fight. However, since the position of Taoism is so high, it must be very powerful!
In this way, Yang Bo, holding a sword, described it out of thin air in accordance with the symbol of the art of calling on wind and rain.
Zhang Yude didn't know what Yang Bo was doing. He just felt that Yang Bo's sword technique had changed. He had already felt familiar with the previous Tianluo sword technique. At this time, the sword technique changed greatly, so he had to be more cautious, so his attack slowed down a little.
The spiritual power in Yang Bo's body is constantly changing with the symbols drawn by the sword. He can clearly feel that he seems to control the thin spiritual power around him. However, this kind of control is weaker and communication is more accurate.
Yang Bo's sword technique is slow, and others may not feel it. However, Zhang Yude, who is facing Yang Bo, is able to feel a huge air. He feels that it is difficult to move his body in front of him. There seems to be a thick aura all around him. He was also happy, but then he even looked at Yang Bo with wide eyes.
The spirit power around has changed slightly. The audience is surprised how the fighting between Yang Bo and Zhang Yude has changed the painting style suddenly. However, the faces of the predecessors in the spirit refining realm have changed greatly!
FA Xuanhe and Shang looked around. His face changed greatly. He could not even care about the competition on the stage. He kept searching for what he was looking for?
Yang Bo was immersed in the Taoism of calling on the wind and rain. He felt that he was stronger than ever before. Although he was very clear that this was just the illusion caused by Daoism, he still indulged in it.
The sky gradually dark down, dark clouds pressure City, covering the sky, the wind howling, the rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings!
FA Xuanhe still looked around, trying to find the direction that triggered the art of calling on the wind and rain. However, there was no trace of this kind of Taoism. He could not find the caster at all, and he would not believe that someone could use it on the scene.
On the stage, Yue Junyao can't help slowing down her hand. She turns and looks in the direction of Yang Bo. Although she doesn't feel the direction of the art, she knows that Yang Bo has some fragments of the art. It was Yang Bo who handed the remnant to her at the beginning!
Yan Ruyu could not help but raise her eyebrows. She also suspected that it was Yang Bo's action. However, she had no real evidence. Looking at the scene in front of her, she could not help but think of the lightning strike and the strong wind in the West Lake of Yuhang
Abbess Jing'an searched around for a moment, and then she turned her attention to Yang Bo. She got the remnant of the art of calling the wind and rain from Yue Junyao. Naturally, she knew that Yang Bo had this kind of Taoism, but she was a little unbelievable. Even if she was still unable to perform this Taoist art, Yang Bo was just a Qi refining realm. Could he do it?
Looking at the scene, Yang Bo is still fighting with Zhang Yude, and the game is basically suspended. Only the two of them seem to turn a deaf ear, and the movements on their hands are still not stopped!
The sky and the earth are getting darker and darker. The wind and rainstorm are sweeping through the scene. The scene is gray. Yang Bo's eyes are shining. He looks at Zhang Yude and takes a picture. If the palm doesn't touch Zhang Yude, he takes it back. The palm in the sleeve is invalid!
Zhang Yude seems to be trapped in the mire. His action is slow. Yang Bo takes it out again, but he still doesn't touch Zhang Yude. Yang Bo takes back the palm in his sleeve again, and the palm in his sleeve is still invalid!
No one noticed Yang Bo's action because of the cover up of the art of calling the wind and rain. Everyone was panicked in the dark, but they didn't howl. They just sat there and waited quietly. Someone took out the lighter, but it only lit up a little, and it was blown out by the wind.
Yang Bo speeds up the action, and he claps it out again!
Zhang Yude was shot by him in the middle of his sleeve!
Until then, Yang Bo just stopped drawing the art of calling on the wind and rain. He sat on the challenge arena and took a quiet rest. The heavy rain beat on his shoulder, and the big raindrops hit his clothes. He seemed to have no idea. He wore a set of silk long clothes in his clothes. The rain could only wet his coat, but could not wet his underwear.
Because Yang Bo did not continue to draw, the wind and rain had no spiritual guidance, the storm gradually subsided, and the sky gradually became bright. Only in a flash of time, the scene had returned to sunny.
Monk Faxuan looked up at the sky and muttered, "is this a bad omen?"
After the rainstorm, most of the clothes in the venue have been soaked through. Some female gas refiners stick their clothes on their bodies, showing their graceful posture.
However, this also exposed the gap between the levels. Basically, the clothes of the predecessors of the refining state were not wet, because the spirit power of the refining state could be released to prevent the rain drops.
Yue Junyao's and Yan Ruyu's clothes have not changed, because they are dressed in special materials.
Some men didn't pay much attention to image. They took off their clothes and wrung out the water. Some people looked up at the stage, but they couldn't help exclaiming, "the final has been decided!"When they heard the cry, they all looked up and saw it. There was only one person left in the three arena, namely Yang Bo, Yue Junyao and Yan Ruyu!
Monk Faxuan was only thinking about things. When he heard the exclamation, he noticed the changes in the field. He was a little stunned, "where are your opponents?"
"Martial uncle FA Xuan, are you stupid? Since our opponent is not on the stage, we will surely beat him down!" Yue Jun Yao Dao.
FA Xuan was slightly stunned and nodded, "that's good."
Yang Bo looks at Yan Ruyu and is surprised. Tianshi Zhang is not so easy to deal with. Yan Ruyu can beat the other party down, which is enough to prove his strength!
Standing under the stage, Zhang Yude was still in a daze. When he heard monk Faxuan open his mouth, he yelled, "I don't accept it!"
Monk FA Xuan was about to announce the result. When he heard the cry, he looked at Zhang Yude and couldn't help frowning and said, "what are you against?"
"Before dark, I was clearly in the arena. After dark, I suddenly couldn't see clearly. I didn't know what was going on. I felt that the aura around me was thick and my movements were much slower. Later, I didn't know what happened, so I was pushed out of the arena for no reason!" Zhang Yude has some doubts on his face and explains in a loud voice.
Monk Faxuan could not help frowning, "are you pushed out of office? Was it Yang Bo who pushed it? "
Zhang Yude shook his head. "I don't think it's him."
The scene was again in an uproar. Everyone was looking at all the masters of the refining realm on the stage. Did someone help Yang Bo secretly?
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Zhang Yude is a cold hum, did not leave a rest time for Yang Bo, again attacked.
Yang Bo held the sword. He thought of the art of calling on the wind and rain. Yang Bo has learned this art for a long time, but he has never used it to fight. However, since the position of Taoism is so high, it must be very powerful!
In this way, Yang Bo, holding a sword, described it out of thin air in accordance with the symbol of the art of calling on wind and rain.
Zhang Yude didn't know what Yang Bo was doing. He just felt that Yang Bo's sword technique had changed. He had already felt familiar with the previous Tianluo sword technique. At this time, the sword technique changed greatly, so he had to be more cautious, so his attack slowed down a little.
The spiritual power in Yang Bo's body is constantly changing with the symbols drawn by the sword. He can clearly feel that he seems to control the thin spiritual power around him. However, this kind of control is weaker and communication is more accurate.
Yang Bo's sword technique is slow, and others may not feel it. However, Zhang Yude, who is facing Yang Bo, is able to feel a huge air. He feels that it is difficult to move his body in front of him. There seems to be a thick aura all around him. He was also happy, but then he even looked at Yang Bo with wide eyes.
The spirit power around has changed slightly. The audience is surprised how the fighting between Yang Bo and Zhang Yude has changed the painting style suddenly. However, the faces of the predecessors in the spirit refining realm have changed greatly!
FA Xuanhe and Shang looked around. His face changed greatly. He could not even care about the competition on the stage. He kept searching for what he was looking for?
Yang Bo was immersed in the Taoism of calling on the wind and rain. He felt that he was stronger than ever before. Although he was very clear that this was just the illusion caused by Daoism, he still indulged in it.
The sky gradually dark down, dark clouds pressure City, covering the sky, the wind howling, the rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings!
FA Xuanhe still looked around, trying to find the direction that triggered the art of calling on the wind and rain. However, there was no trace of this kind of Taoism. He could not find the caster at all, and he would not believe that someone could use it on the scene.
On the stage, Yue Junyao can't help slowing down her hand. She turns and looks in the direction of Yang Bo. Although she doesn't feel the direction of the art, she knows that Yang Bo has some fragments of the art. It was Yang Bo who handed the remnant to her at the beginning!
Yan Ruyu could not help but raise her eyebrows. She also suspected that it was Yang Bo's action. However, she had no real evidence. Looking at the scene in front of her, she could not help but think of the lightning strike and the strong wind in the West Lake of Yuhang
Abbess Jing'an searched around for a moment, and then she turned her attention to Yang Bo. She got the remnant of the art of calling the wind and rain from Yue Junyao. Naturally, she knew that Yang Bo had this kind of Taoism, but she was a little unbelievable. Even if she was still unable to perform this Taoist art, Yang Bo was just a Qi refining realm. Could he do it?
Looking at the scene, Yang Bo is still fighting with Zhang Yude, and the game is basically suspended. Only the two of them seem to turn a deaf ear, and the movements on their hands are still not stopped!
The sky and the earth are getting darker and darker. The wind and rainstorm are sweeping through the scene. The scene is gray. Yang Bo's eyes are shining. He looks at Zhang Yude and takes a picture. If the palm doesn't touch Zhang Yude, he takes it back. The palm in the sleeve is invalid!
Zhang Yude seems to be trapped in the mire. His action is slow. Yang Bo takes it out again, but he still doesn't touch Zhang Yude. Yang Bo takes back the palm in his sleeve again, and the palm in his sleeve is still invalid!
No one noticed Yang Bo's action because of the cover up of the art of calling the wind and rain. Everyone was panicked in the dark, but they didn't howl. They just sat there and waited quietly. Someone took out the lighter, but it only lit up a little, and it was blown out by the wind.
Yang Bo speeds up the action, and he claps it out again!
Zhang Yude was shot by him in the middle of his sleeve!
Until then, Yang Bo just stopped drawing the art of calling on the wind and rain. He sat on the challenge arena and took a quiet rest. The heavy rain beat on his shoulder, and the big raindrops hit his clothes. He seemed to have no idea. He wore a set of silk long clothes in his clothes. The rain could only wet his coat, but could not wet his underwear.
Because Yang Bo did not continue to draw, the wind and rain had no spiritual guidance, the storm gradually subsided, and the sky gradually became bright. Only in a flash of time, the scene had returned to sunny.
Monk Faxuan looked up at the sky and muttered, "is this a bad omen?"
After the rainstorm, most of the clothes in the venue have been soaked through. Some female gas refiners stick their clothes on their bodies, showing their graceful posture.
However, this also exposed the gap between the levels. Basically, the clothes of the predecessors of the refining state were not wet, because the spirit power of the refining state could be released to prevent the rain drops.
Yue Junyao's and Yan Ruyu's clothes have not changed, because they are dressed in special materials.
Some men didn't pay much attention to image. They took off their clothes and wrung out the water. Some people looked up at the stage, but they couldn't help exclaiming, "the final has been decided!"When they heard the cry, they all looked up and saw it. There was only one person left in the three arena, namely Yang Bo, Yue Junyao and Yan Ruyu!
Monk Faxuan was only thinking about things. When he heard the exclamation, he noticed the changes in the field. He was a little stunned, "where are your opponents?"
"Martial uncle FA Xuan, are you stupid? Since our opponent is not on the stage, we will surely beat him down!" Yue Jun Yao Dao.
FA Xuan was slightly stunned and nodded, "that's good."
Yang Bo looks at Yan Ruyu and is surprised. Tianshi Zhang is not so easy to deal with. Yan Ruyu can beat the other party down, which is enough to prove his strength!
Standing under the stage, Zhang Yude was still in a daze. When he heard monk Faxuan open his mouth, he yelled, "I don't accept it!"
Monk FA Xuan was about to announce the result. When he heard the cry, he looked at Zhang Yude and couldn't help frowning and said, "what are you against?"
"Before dark, I was clearly in the arena. After dark, I suddenly couldn't see clearly. I didn't know what was going on. I felt that the aura around me was thick and my movements were much slower. Later, I didn't know what happened, so I was pushed out of the arena for no reason!" Zhang Yude has some doubts on his face and explains in a loud voice.
Monk Faxuan could not help frowning, "are you pushed out of office? Was it Yang Bo who pushed it? "
Zhang Yude shook his head. "I don't think it's him."
The scene was again in an uproar. Everyone was looking at all the masters of the refining realm on the stage. Did someone help Yang Bo secretly?
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Zhang Yude is a cold hum, did not leave a rest time for Yang Bo, again attacked. Yang Bo held the sword. He thought of the art of calling on the wind and rain. Yang Bo has learned this art for a long time, but he has never used it to fight. However, since the position of Taoism is so high, it must be very powerful! In this way, Yang Bo, holding a sword, described it out of thin air in accordance with the symbol of the art of calling on wind and rain. Zhang Yude didn't know what Yang Bo was doing. He just felt that Yang Bo's sword technique had changed. He had already felt familiar with the previous Tianluo sword technique. At this time, the sword technique changed greatly, so he had to be more cautious, so his attack slowed down a little. The spiritual power in Yang Bo's body is constantly changing with the symbols drawn by the sword. He can clearly feel that he seems to control the thin spiritual power around him. However, this kind of control is weaker and communication is more accurate. Yang Bo's sword technique is slow, and others may not feel it. However, Zhang Yude, who is facing Yang Bo, is able to feel a huge air. He feels that it is difficult to move his body in front of him. There seems to be a thick aura all around him. He was also happy, but then he even looked at Yang Bo with wide eyes. The spirit power around has changed slightly. The audience is surprised how the fighting between Yang Bo and Zhang Yude has changed the painting style suddenly. However, the faces of the predecessors in the spirit refining realm have changed greatly! FA Xuanhe and Shang looked around. His face changed greatly. He could not even care about the competition on the stage. He kept searching for what he was looking for? Yang Bo was immersed in the Taoism of calling on the wind and rain. He felt that he was stronger than ever before. Although he was very clear that this was just the illusion caused by Daoism, he still indulged in it. The sky gradually dark down, dark clouds pressure City, covering the sky, the wind howling, the rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings! FA Xuanhe still looked around, trying to find the direction that triggered the art of calling on the wind and rain. However, there was no trace of this kind of Taoism. He could not find the caster at all, and he would not believe that someone could use it on the scene. On the stage, Yue Junyao can't help slowing down her hand. She turns and looks in the direction of Yang Bo. Although she doesn't feel the direction of the art, she knows that Yang Bo has some fragments of the art. It was Yang Bo who handed the remnant to her at the beginning! Yan Ruyu could not help but raise her eyebrows. She also suspected that it was Yang Bo's action. However, she had no real evidence. Looking at the scene in front of her, she could not help but think of the lightning strike and the strong wind in the West Lake of Yuhang Abbess Jing'an searched around for a moment, and then she turned her attention to Yang Bo. She got the remnant of the art of calling the wind and rain from Yue Junyao. Naturally, she knew that Yang Bo had this kind of Taoism, but she was a little unbelievable. Even if she was still unable to perform this Taoist art, Yang Bo was just a Qi refining realm. Could he do it? Looking at the scene, Yang Bo is still fighting with Zhang Yude, and the game is basically suspended. Only the two of them seem to turn a deaf ear, and the movements on their hands are still not stopped! The sky and the earth are getting darker and darker. The wind and rainstorm are sweeping through the scene. The scene is gray. Yang Bo's eyes are shining. He looks at Zhang Yude and takes a picture. If the palm doesn't touch Zhang Yude, he takes it back. The palm in the sleeve is invalid! Zhang Yude seems to be trapped in the mire. His action is slow. Yang Bo takes it out again, but he still doesn't touch Zhang Yude. Yang Bo takes back the palm in his sleeve again, and the palm in his sleeve is still invalid! No one noticed Yang Bo's action because of the cover up of the art of calling the wind and rain. Everyone was panicked in the dark, but they didn't howl. They just sat there and waited quietly. Someone took out the lighter, but it only lit up a little, and it was blown out by the wind. Yang Bo speeds up the action, and he claps it out again! Zhang Yude was shot by him in the middle of his sleeve! Until then, Yang Bo just stopped drawing the art of calling on the wind and rain. He sat on the challenge arena and took a quiet rest. The heavy rain beat on his shoulder, and the big raindrops hit his clothes. He seemed to have no idea. He wore a set of silk long clothes in his clothes. The rain could only wet his coat, but could not wet his underwear. Because Yang Bo did not continue to draw, the wind and rain had no spiritual guidance, the storm gradually subsided, and the sky gradually became bright. Only in a flash of time, the scene had returned to sunny. Monk Faxuan looked up at the sky and muttered, "is this a bad omen?" After the rainstorm, most of the clothes in the venue have been soaked through. Some female gas refiners stick their clothes on their bodies, showing their graceful posture. However, this also exposed the gap between the levels. Basically, the clothes of the predecessors of the refining state were not wet, because the spirit power of the refining state could be released to prevent the rain drops. Yue Junyao's and Yan Ruyu's clothes have not changed, because they are dressed in special materials. Some men didn't pay much attention to image. They took off their clothes and wrung out the water. Some people looked up at the stage, but they couldn't help exclaiming, "the final has been decided!"When they heard the cry, they all looked up and saw it. There was only one person left in the three arena, namely Yang Bo, Yue Junyao and Yan Ruyu! Monk Faxuan was only thinking about things. When he heard the exclamation, he noticed the changes in the field. He was a little stunned, "where are your opponents?" "Martial uncle FA Xuan, are you stupid? Since our opponent is not on the stage, we will surely beat him down!" Yue Jun Yao Dao. FA Xuan was slightly stunned and nodded, "that's good." Yang Bo looks at Yan Ruyu and is surprised. Tianshi Zhang is not so easy to deal with. Yan Ruyu can beat the other party down, which is enough to prove his strength! Standing under the stage, Zhang Yude was still in a daze. When he heard monk Faxuan open his mouth, he yelled, "I don't accept it!" Monk FA Xuan was about to announce the result. When he heard the cry, he looked at Zhang Yude and couldn't help frowning and said, "what are you against?" "Before dark, I was clearly in the arena. After dark, I suddenly couldn't see clearly. I didn't know what was going on. I felt that the aura around me was thick and my movements were much slower. Later, I didn't know what happened, so I was pushed out of the arena for no reason!" Zhang Yude has some doubts on his face and explains in a loud voice. Monk Faxuan could not help frowning, "are you pushed out of office? Was it Yang Bo who pushed it? " Zhang Yude shook his head. "I don't think it's him." The scene was again in an uproar. Everyone was looking at all the masters of the refining realm on the stage. Did someone help Yang Bo secretly? www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
