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Chapter 1342 Which of us wins

The slovenly Taoist priest, who was covered in wounds, held the lightning-strike wooden sword in his hand and watched the figure of Chi Lang leap up and jump onto the bridge, getting higher and higher at a very fast speed.

At this time, I saw the sloppy Taoist priest take out a pill from his body and put it directly into his mouth.

That's right, it's the elixir of the Tomb Ghost Flower that this guy tricked me into before.

This elixir can not only quickly repair injuries, but also greatly increase his cultivation level.

I thought this kid had already used the last sword move against Chi Lang, but I didn't expect that he had persisted until now.

After the sloppy Taoist priest swallowed the elixir, the large and small wounds on the sloppy Taoist priest's body healed at a miraculous speed.

After swallowing the elixir, the sloppy Taoist priest was also quickly chanting incantations and stepping on the dougang.

The thunderbolt wooden sword in his hand suddenly glowed with a strange purple light.

At this time, I saw several elders around me looking up, their mouths wide open.

I didn't know what was going on, so I followed their gaze.

I thought they were watching Chilang.

I was wrong, what they were looking at was not Chilang, but the direction of the Big Dipper.

After the sloppy Taoist priest activated the magic formula, the Big Dipper suddenly became extremely bright, and a brilliance fell towards this side.

At the same time, Chi Lang had climbed to the top of the sword ladder, ready to go, like a meteor falling, unstoppable.

When the light of the Big Dipper fell on the sloppy Taoist priest.

An even greater force burst out from the sloppy Taoist priest.

At that moment, I felt that the sloppy Taoist priest's body was shrouded in a light that would destroy the world.

"Ziwei Heavenly Fire, Seven Stars Transform into Dragons! Kill!" The sloppy Taoist priest let out a hysterical roar that seemed to erupt from his chest.

Then...a horrific scene happened.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

On top of the thunderbolt wooden sword raised high by the sloppy Taoist priest, a purple fire dragon suddenly shot out, and with the sound of a dragon roar, it soared into the sky.

Chilang carries the nine swords and swoops down!

The sloppy Taoist priest pointed his sword at the Big Dipper, gathered the power of the seven stars, and turned into a purple fire dragon, soaring into the sky.

Both of them had tried their best and were bound to kill each other on the spot.

When the competition reaches this point, it is no longer a matter of winning or losing. Both sides want the other's life.

All for the sake of fighting for a breath.

These two huge forces will soon collide.

At this time, I looked not far away and saw that even the master leader could not calm down anymore. He suddenly stood up from his chair and looked in the direction of the sloppy Taoist priest and Chi Lang.

When the group of people around the stands saw such terrifying power erupting from both sides, they all screamed in fright and backed away. Only a few elders were still on the edge of the ring, and they all looked shocked. appearance.

Yuankong was worried that a few of us would be affected, so he threw the Buddha to the top of his head again, condensing a Buddhist barrier to protect the few of us in the middle.

When the Dharma barrier had just condensed, there was an earth-shaking roar.

A purple light and a white light collided fiercely.

These two forces formed a huge air wave, spreading towards the surrounding areas.

Inadvertently, the earth shook, and the arena where the sloppy Taoist priest was standing instantly fell into pieces and collapsed.

The person who shone with that light couldn't open his eyes at all.

Many of the people standing around the ring and watching were thrown far away by the powerful airflow caused by the collision of the two forces.

Human power is sometimes limited, but the power of heaven and earth is endless.

This move of the sloppy Taoist uses the power of heaven and earth to fight against Chi Lang.

This kind of powerful confrontation between them is something I have never seen in my life.

When the power of this drum hit, even Yuan Kong, who was standing in the Dharma barrier, could not help but shake violently, and ripples appeared on the barrier after being impacted.

When masters compete with each other, life and death can only happen in an instant.

After both of them released their ultimate moves, the whole world fell silent.

I rubbed my eyes and looked in the direction of the sloppy Taoist priest.

The arena is gone, and everything has turned into powder.

But soon, I saw the sloppy Taoist priest.

He was still standing in the middle of the ring, maintaining the movement of raising his sword. The thunderbolt wooden sword in his hand was pointed directly at the sky. There was a purple light flowing on the sword body.

On the ground around the sloppy Taoist priest, there were countless criss-crossing ravines, all of which were cut out by the sword energy.

The sloppy Taoist priest did not fall, he was still standing.

But what about Chilang?

While I was thinking about this, suddenly something fell from the air with a ball of fire on it.

It hit the ground hard with a "pop" sound.

Then, long swords fell down one by one.

The sword is Chi Lang's sword, and the person with the fire on his body is Chi Lang.

After Chilang landed, his whole body was shaken, and the fire on his body went out. He reached out and grabbed a sword beside him, and wanted to stand up, but after trying several times, he still didn't get up, and then fell to the ground again.

, he opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

Chilang was not dead, but his Taoist robes were in tatters and still smoking, and his hair was messy and disheveled.

The wanton and unrestrained energy of the past has long since disappeared.

He was sitting on the ground, with blood still dripping from the corners of his mouth.

"Little Luo!" Brother Gu saw the sloppy Taoist priest standing in the middle of the ring, holding up his magic sword. He was worried that something was wrong with him, so he shouted in a low voice.

The sloppy Taoist priest then slowly put away the lightning-strike wooden sword emitting purple light in his hand.

His hand shook, and the light on the sword completely disappeared.

Although the sloppy Taoist priest didn't look very good at this time, his robes had long been rotten and his body was covered in scars, but he did not leave the ring or fall down. He was definitely much better than Chi Lang.

Seeing the sloppy Taoist priest walking towards the crowd with a thunderbolt wooden sword, all the onlookers were surprised.

He is still standing!

Even the elders looked incredulous.

Just like this, under the gaze of everyone, the sloppy Taoist priest walked up to Elder Long Shan and asked: "Elder Long Shan, who among us wins?"

"According to...according to the rules of the competition, whoever is still standing on the ring will win...the one who holds the text wins, the leader!" Elder Long Shan had not yet recovered from the situation just now, looking at the sloppy Taoist priest's face

His eyes were still a little unbelievable.
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