"Eleven Styles! Twelve Styles! Thirteen Styles!..."

Situ Yucheng's long sword became more and more urgent as the sword energy spreads from all sides, and waves of rushing spirits could be felt in the audience. Some disciples with weaker skills were even oppressed to different degrees of breathing.

"Fifteen styles! Sixteen styles!...Seventeen styles!!"

The last sword was slashed down, and the place where Mo Liang City stood was completely shrouded by the fierce sword intent. The smoke of gunpowder rolled and dust filled the crowd, making everyone unable to see the situation in the field clearly.

However, this combo was almost entirely dominated by Situ Yucheng, and Mo Liangcheng obviously did not have time to avoid it. After being attacked with such a powerful attack, even if everyone was confident in the outcome of this game, they would have sweated coldly for him at this time.

"Hu...hu..." Situ Yucheng's Taishan heavy sword was still in the slashing position. The attack just now also caused a considerable amount of consumption to him. At this time, he was so tired that he was panting, and his hands holding the sword were trembling.

Although this set of swordsmanship is called "Twenty-four styles of Taishan Sword", with Situ Yucheng's current strength, he can only perform the first seventeen styles. However, even if there are only seventeen styles, since he learned it, no one has been able to take over his complete set of Taishan Sword. Only when he fought in the arena before was forced to perform the fifteenth style, and the power of his sword intent even caused the blood-devouring dragon to be severely damaged.

This time he really did not hesitate to find all his trump cards, and even bet on the last two moves. As long as he could cause some damage to Mo Liangcheng, as long as he caused any damage to him...

The smoke gradually dissipated, and a vague figure was slowly revealing.

Mo Liangcheng still stood straight and didn't look like he was seriously injured.

His right fingers were now staying in the air, and a faint wave of spiritual power was lingering between his fingers.

Those who oppressed above his fingers but were unable to make progress due to spiritual power, that is...

That turned out to be the heavy sword of Mount Tai!

"How is that possible?!" Situ Yucheng's eyes widened in disbelief.

Not to mention him, the audience couldn't believe their eyes.

They have all seen the battle in the competitive competition with their own eyes. Situ Yucheng's move even broke the protective cover of the Blood-Devouring Dragon! Now it was taken down by Mo Liangcheng with just two fingers?

No wonder he never avoided it, and he didn't need to hide at all.

Monster! This is the people who are gradually coming back to their senses and have a consistent evaluation of him at this time.

Luo Dixing looked at this scene quietly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Unlike others, he didn't think Mo Liangcheng would fail or be injured from the beginning, but just wanted to see how shocking the way he took this move would be. Now, he did not disappoint himself when he saw it.

Mo Liangcheng's eyes were indifferent. In his free left hand, a ball of spiritual power light slowly gathered and aimed at the empty gate in front of Situ Yucheng.

Situ Yucheng could only force his consciousness back from his astonishment and quickly jumped behind him.

However, he was fast, Mo Liangcheng was faster than him. He flashed and disappeared on the spot. He appeared behind Situ Yucheng almost instantly, and pulled the spiritual light ball towards Situ Yucheng's back with his back.

Situ Yucheng was staggered and stumbled forward a few steps. Mo Liangcheng stood behind him, still maintaining his back-to-face posture and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him.

This is also a kind of arrogance that belongs to the strong. I will continue to do whatever you want; and if I want to stop this battle, I can do it anytime.

Situ Yucheng leaned on the ground with his sword and took a few breaths again to calm down his restless spiritual power. Of course, he could see that the attack just now did not put any pressure on Mo Liangcheng, and he knocked himself out without a single move, which was also because he was giving in to himself.

He used his ultimate move as soon as he came on the court, but he couldn't even force Mo Liangcheng's real strength. He was so inferior... Even if he lost, he would never leave the game like this! Situ Yucheng made up his mind secretly and crossed the long sword suddenly, slashed hard against the sword's edge, and the entire sword body was immediately stained with blood.

"Senior Brother Situ...what is he doing?" Gu Pengtao was shocked to see it, and his palms felt pain.

"The spirit of the artifact is sacrificed with blood..." Taoist Master Tianjue seemed to have thought of something and blurted out a low voice.

"Many people think that weapons also have life. The spirit of weapons is called the 'utensil'. It is said that the spirit of weapons is very bloodthirsty. They are eager to drink more of the enemy's blood to strengthen themselves. If the master of the weapon is worshipped by blood, they can also feed the spirit of weapons and stimulate its stronger power..." Taoist Master Tianjue didn't know whether he was explaining to his disciples beside him or talking to himself.

"The spirit of the weapon...but it still sounds so weird." Gu Pengtao shrank his neck, "I thought that only evil weapons could have the theory of blood sacrifice."

Master Tianjue was frowning at this time, and his face became more and more serious: "But this blood sacrifice sacrifice has caused a lot of damage to the body of the master... All he consumed is his own essence and blood, and the lost vitality cannot be replenished without more than a month of maintenance. Usually, if the spirit cultivators do not fight hard with the enemy, the spirit cultivator will not use the blood sacrifice easily... Yucheng, has he been forced to this point by the enemy?"

"Qi Ling!" On the ring, Situ Yucheng finally shouted loudly, and a large amount of black light began to coil out of the heavy sword of Mount Tai, like a wandering black snake. It covered Moliang City with a cover of the sky and soon formed a layer of black prison.

With a "ding" sound, the bondage had just been formed. The iron bar above the prison suddenly moved out to the outside, and soon turned into black light and dissipated in the air. Mo Liangcheng's body also quickly smoothed backwards. He cut off the iron bar with just one spiritual power blade and easily escaped. However, Situ Yucheng's strange move made him more curious.

Situ Yucheng was broken with one move, and immediately waved the heavy sword of Mount Tai and slashed it again. However, this time he was slashing the ring. As he slashed down with his sword, a large number of bricks and stones flew over, and a gully also winded towards Moliangcheng on the table, and the wave of spiritual power swept away became more solid.

Mo Liangcheng lightly tapped his toes on the ground and jumped out of the attack range. On the ground where he was just staying, he was already occupied by a mountain of earth. Judging from the size of the mountain, it was just enough to block a person.

Situ Yucheng turned the heavy sword of Mount Tai repeatedly, and each time he could cut a deep ravine on the ring, leaving behind a mountain of earth on the same line. When Mo Liangcheng jumped up to dodge again, Situ Yucheng suddenly made a gesture with both hands, and the earth mountains actually swayed under his control, and flew into the air at the same time, taking the momentum of a net of heaven and earth, and colliding towards Mo Liangcheng together.

Two spiritual beams of light rose from Mo Liangcheng's fingertips, and he turned his body calmly. The swept out beams directly blew the stone mountains into pieces of powder. Then he raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Situ Yucheng: "Rebirth of Ice Lotus."

A lotus made of ice exploded at the soles of Situ Yucheng's feet, and soon wrapped him in it and formed an ice sculpture.

The spread of the ice sculptures continued, and soon the heavy sword of Mount Tai was sealed into the ice. Soon, the ice sculptures and Situ Yucheng, which were among them, were broken all over the ground.

Mo Liangcheng looked slightly sideways at this time, and at the same time, a black shadow had quietly moved behind him.

“The realm of gravity!”

The Taishan heavy sword penetrated deep into the ground, and the black light on the sword edge expanded exponentially, and soon formed a dark gray spherical film, covering Mo Liangcheng and Situ Yucheng at the same time.

"Ha... you're careless!" Situ Yucheng squeezed out a smile with difficulty, "Just now, that was just a clone of mine... After I completed the switching between the main body and the clone, I continued to attack with the clone to attract your attention.

This gravity field is the realm that my Taishan Heavy Sword has. In this field, all the material... weight will increase exponentially. You can try to move it. Do you feel that you can't even lift your legs?"

After making a futile attempt to raise your legs in Moliang City, Situ Yucheng smiled even happier, "But this is my field after all, so I am unrestricted. Now it's my turn to fight back!" A thick wave of spiritual power lingered on his raised fist, and then he punched Moliang City with a punch.

Mo Liangcheng did not dodge, and he could not dodge in the field of gravity.

With a "bang", the punch hit Mo Liangcheng's face.

And Mo Liangcheng's body was wiped out under this punch.

"What..." Situ Yucheng immediately noticed something strange, but when he reacted, he was surprised to find that his body was completely unmoved. A bonding force that was stronger than his gravity field locked him firmly at this time.

"I won't be caught by you so easily." Mo Liangcheng stepped on the void and slowly appeared above the gravity field. "That was also my clone just now." Before he finished speaking, an instant ball of spiritual power light dunked Situ Yucheng.

A big explosion occurred in the gravity field, and this time it was Situ Yucheng who was covered in the rolling smoke. But when he came out, he might no longer be as intact as Mo Liangcheng just now.

"Master, Junior Brother Liangcheng..." Xing Shumin was about to speak.

Xu Wuji's eyes never left the ring for a moment, and he waved his hand at him casually: "What do you mean? Let's talk about it when Cheng'er's game is over."

"...Yes." Xing Shumin quietly lowered his eyes. Master, don't you like to hear others praise Junior Brother Liangcheng the most? Now I just want to share your joy with you! Is it backfiring again?

On the ring, when the smoke and dust dissipated again, Situ Yucheng's long hair had already dissipated in a mess, and his body was covered in blood, but his eyes at this moment became clearer.

"It's really amazing... This is the first time I've met an opponent that makes me so excited. My blood is about to boil!" Situ Yucheng panted and raised his sword again with difficulty. "Junior Brother Liangcheng, I've been shameless for you for so long. So, what about taking my last move? If this move is also cracked by you, I'm willing to lose even if I lose!"

Mo Liangcheng's expression was still indifferent, and it was still the same as the soldiers who came to block the water and soil.

Situ Yucheng smiled bitterly, turned the sword across his chest, and slowly pressed onto the sword body with a palm. All the spiritual power was injected into it. Even under such high-intensity infusion, a buzzing sound came from the sword body.

"The sword intent is ubiquitous!" Situ Yucheng shouted loudly, and he induced a series of formed sword energy to spawn on the heavy sword of Mount Tai. In the air, he stabbed Mo Liangcheng in an irregular manner.

Mo Liangcheng slowly lifted a palm, and the lingering spiritual power blade quietly stretched out, looking like a spiritual power dagger placed on his hand. He waved the spiritual power dagger and hit the sword energy that burst into front of him.

The frequency of the sword energy is slow, and his return speed is also slow; the frequency of the sword energy is fast, and his return speed will also increase accordingly. In short, it just happens to be in line with the sword energy, which obviously cannot put any pressure on him. And with his skillful movements, it is like he has been trained thousands of times in daily life.

Situ Yucheng kept pouring spiritual power into the heavy sword of Mount Tai, and sweat rolled down his forehead. Even if it was only once...even if it was only once, it would be fine! He just wanted to see Mo Liangcheng's expression not so indifferent even once! It was like fighting! Like now, it always reminded him of the time when his master smiled and pointed at his sword moves when he just joined the Illusion Light Sect...

Mo Liangcheng seemed to have finally adapted to the frequency of sword energy. Including the irregular attack route, he had already drawn a rough direction map outside his spiritual consciousness.

The spiritual dagger gently tweaked the outside, swept the right sword energy out, and before it completely dissipated, it hit another sword energy behind it. The two sword energy hit the left sword energy again.

Such collisions formed a series of chain reactions, and a large number of sword energy were directly offset by mutual impacts. This was actually achieved by Mo Liang City's precise calculations. In the eyes of outsiders, it was just that the sword energy suddenly exploded, and it was even more like a flood breaking the dam, triggering a burst energy that was far more powerful than the sword energy itself.

Mo Liangcheng's last blow happened to penetrate into the center of the series of explosions. The entire sword energy circle suddenly stirred up a strong white light, and all the sword energy was instantly destroyed. Situ Yucheng saw it at a glance, and quickly supported each of his hands on his side, supporting a layer of spherical spiritual power light shield. His body also jumped backwards, setting a distance from Mo Liangcheng.

"Sword Intent..." Mo Liangcheng stood there, raised his head slightly, feeling the breeze caused by the defeat of the sword energy, "This is indeed a good thing. Unfortunately, now you only have a sword in your hand and no sword in your heart. You can exert less than half of the power of this sword intent."

"So, in order to express your respect for you, I will use one spiritual skill to end this game." Mo Liangcheng turned slowly, "By the way, you can also let you feel what the real sword intent is."

The audience was moved again at this time. In the whole game, Mo Liangcheng did not use any other spiritual skills except for a basic spiritual skill to reborn in the Ice Lotus. Anyone could see how easily he controlled the overall situation. Now using spiritual skills at the end of the game is just to make Situ Yucheng look a little better.

Situ Yucheng was on guard. Even if his game was about to end at this moment, he would do his best to observe the enemy's moves, learn from his strengths and weaknesses, and enrich himself.

Mo Liangcheng's seal was very fast. Compared with the simple and neat movements of most people, his more harmonious gestures were like a set of finger dances. Of course, this was also because of his extremely skillful movements.

As his last seal fell, the sky gradually became gloomy, and a huge sword-shaped phantom appeared above his head. The phantom was also black. Compared with the calmness of the Taishan heavy sword in Situ Yucheng, this sword shadow seemed even more gloomy and weird.

And above the sword-shaped phantom, there seemed to be a vast wave from ancient times, and there was a vague momentum to tear the entire field space apart.

Mo Liangcheng turned around and looked directly at Situ Yucheng, and slowly raised his right arm, as if he had faintly integrated one arm into the sword-shaped phantom.

"This move is the unique secret technique of my Burning Heaven Sect, called 'Breaking Heaven to Split Mountains and Rivers'."

The last word was spit out, and Mo Liangcheng raised his right arm and slashed it neatly downwards.

The sword-shaped phantom was synchronized with his movements, and with the power of heaven and earth, he slashed down at Situ Yucheng with a fierce momentum.
Chapter completed!