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Chapter 280 He Shengquan Fiasco

"Just just now, it's the second move, I'm optimistic. Five Ghosts's God-Treasure Technique!"

Su Hongyang soared into the sky, pinched the seal with his left hand, and tapped the lower hand five times in a row with his right hand, emitting five light spots.

The five light spots suddenly turned into five ghostly bones, quickly dispersing, surrounding He Shengquan in the middle.

There are lines connected between the five white bones, forming a special field, sealing He Shengquan inside.

He Shengquan's face changed drastically, and he emitted more than a dozen sword energy in succession, but he was unable to break through the field and was still trapped inside.

"It's useless. No one has ever escaped from my Five Ghosts and Gods Art, and you are no exception."

Su Hongyang sneered, the seal control field shrinking rapidly, wrapped in He Shengquan. From a distance, it looked like amber.

"One qi transforms three clears!"

He Shengquan blew up and let out a breath of essence, which transformed into three incarnations. Each incarnation had the same combat power as him, and at the same time used the Tiangang sword technique, emitting the most yang and strong sword energy, and impacted the field composed of five white bones.

Rumble!

A shocking explosion occurred in the field of five white bones, and the sea of ​​energy submerged He Shengquan.

The field composed of five white bones was not broken and continued to squeeze inward, and was about to squeeze He Shengquan into a meat pie.

"Kill!" He Shengquan roared hysterically, circling all his spiritual energy to open the protective light shield, and forced the field composed of five white bones to open a little.

Then, control three incarnations that are exactly the same as him, and impact the field in three directions, trying to escape from the blockade circle.

"It's useless, let's see how I destroy your three incarnations! One Qi transforms into three purity, in front of me, it's just a pediatric department. In the field of my Five Ghosts's God-Treasure Art, even gods cannot escape!"

Su Hongyang sneered, and closed his hands, controlling the field to shrink suddenly.

Puff!

Puff!

Puff!

The three incarnations of He Shengquan encountered the barrier of the field and made three crisp sounds in succession. The three incarnations exploded one after another and were absorbed by five white bones, becoming nutrients for white bones and strengthening the power of the field.

"ah……"

He Shengquan screamed heart-wrenchingly, his mouth bleeded three feet long, and he suddenly became extremely weak, like a patient who had not recovered for a long time, almost fell to the ground.

"Five ghosts kill gods!"

With Su Hongyang's cold shout, five white bones suddenly penetrated He Shengquan's body, leaving five bloody holes, and internal organs gushed out.

He Shengquan is a strong man in the realm of Condensation Yuan. His body was injured and could have been repaired instantly.

But he was frightened to find that after the five white bones passed through his body, a ghost energy remained in his body, suppressing his soul power, and could not repair the wounds in his body.

"How could this happen?" He Shengquan's face was ashes and shivered. Not only was his body injured, but his soul was also injured by the ghost energy, which was eroding the power of his soul bit by bit.

"The last move will kill you!"

Su Hongyang's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he took a step forward and arrived in front of He Shengquan. He was about to use a killer move to end He Shengquan's life.

He Shengquan knelt down with a pounce, begging for mercy with sweat and said, "Don't beat me, I admit defeat, don't kill me, I admit defeat..."

"You still have self-knowledge, if you don't admit defeat, you will definitely die."

Su Hongyang looked down at He Shengquan, as if he was looking at a dead dog, and said, "I've said it a long time ago, you can't stop me from three moves."

"Su Hongyang is really majestic and domineering. He defeated He Shengquan of Tianyang Gate in just two moves."

"He Shengquan didn't know how arrogant he was at the beginning, but now he is kneeling down and begging for mercy. It's so funny."

"Some self-righteous people always think that they are the best in the world. Once they meet a real master, haha..."

Under the arena, the discussion was like waves rising and falling, defaming He Shengquan to worthlessness.

He Shengquan heard those voices and wanted to die. His genius disciple of Tianyang Gate actually ended up in this way, which made the world laugh at. If it had been known that Xiao Heng would have been on the stage. If Xiao Heng had been on the stage, the person who would have been ridiculed by the world was Xiao Heng. It was so regretful...

"I can't come down yet!"

Gongsun Changsong stared at He Shengquan and scolded him. He Shengquan could not beat Su Hongyang and wanted to admit defeat. He didn't blame He Shengquan, but He Shengquan actually knelt down and was as humble as a dead dog, which made Tianyang Gate lose all his face!

He Shengquan lowered his head, jumped out of the ring, hid behind the crowd, and did not dare to look up. He was completely different from his arrogant and arrogant appearance before.

"Su Hongyang won this round of competition!"

The Ghost Lord announced the result of the competition with his hands on his back, glanced at Gongsun Changsong, and said, "Is this your genius disciple of Tianyang Sect? Such a disciple is also worthy of being called a genius? I'm so laughing to death..."

Even though he knew that the Ghost Lord was mocking Tianyang Gate, Gongsun Changsong was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, but he didn't know how to refute that He Shengquan from Tianyang Gate was indeed inferior to others.

"The next competition, Zhao Zixuan, come up."

The Ghost Lord looked at a disciple of the Netherworld Sect and said, slapped him, indicating that he was careful. After all, the person he was against was Xiao Heng from Tianyang Sect. Xiao Heng was a monster and couldn't figure out the details.

"Xiao Heng, success or failure depends on you."

Gongsun Changsong looked at Xiao Hengyu and said earnestly that Tianyang Sect had three disciples participating in the competition, and now Xiao Heng is left. If Xiao Heng is defeated, Tianyang Sect will not be able to gain control of the spirit mine, and hundreds of disciples will die in vain.

"Xiao Heng, you can't lose. If you lose, you will lose the spirit ore..." Fatty Fang said solemnly.

Except for Zhang Bailin, Gao Xingyuan, He Shengquan, and others in Tianyang Sect all had high hopes for Xiao Heng, and cheered him up and made him full of fighting spirit.

"Sir, brothers and sisters, I will fight to the end, even if I only breathe a sigh of relief." Xiao Heng's voice was loud and loud.

"Be careful, especially be careful about the Five Ghosts of the Netherworld Gate's God-Treasure Art." Gongsun Changsong reminded.

"I know." Xiao Heng nodded, then jumped and landed on the ring.

Zhao Zixuan also flew to the ring and stared at Xiao Heng with a cold look.

"Go to do it." Xiao Heng's ancient well Wubo Road.

boom!

Zhao Zixuan suddenly appeared and slashed at Xiao Heng with a palm from the air.

A dazzling light blade was emitted from his palm, cutting the void like lightning to the top of Xiao Heng's head.

Xiao Heng lit out the Soul-Devouring Spear, stabbed upwards, and shattered the light blade with a click.

Then, he slapped the gun with one hand, and the Soul-Devouring Gun became bigger in the wind, dragging its long tail and stabbing directly into Zhao Zixuan's heart.

Zhao Zixuan stretched out his right hand and a black wooden stick appeared in his hand.

Bang!

He hit the tip of the Soul-Devouring Gun with one stick, with great force, and he forced the Soul-Devouring Gun back.

Xiao Heng had a thought, and the Soul-Devouring Spear swirled around in the air, circled behind Zhao Zixuan, and stabbed Zhao Zixuan in the back of his head.

At the same time, Xiao Heng sacrificed the Fengtian Sword and swept across the sword. The arc-shaped sword light roared across the sky, attacking Zhao Zixuan one by one with the Soul-Devouring Spear one by one.
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