Chapter 53

"is Jiang Tianhua that crazy man?"

"Yes, it's him. His best record is to attack the eight layers of Qi refining and escape from the heaven."

"It turned out to be him. I heard that the eight layer friars insulted the sect and argued against each other."

"Younger martial brother Jiang, please." Although Yi Heng on the stage did not know what he was capable of, he had to win several games and not be defeated in the first game.

At present, Yi Heng concentrates, squints his eyes and looks at Jiang Tianhua. It's the first time that Yi Heng really fights with a monk. I don't know what kind of magic will be.

"Elder martial brother Yi, be careful!"

Jiang Tianhua finished, saying something in his mouth, and kneaded his left and right fingers.

An ice sheet appeared on the chest, and a walnut sized fireball was held in the palm of the right hand.

Seeing that Yi Heng has no sign of defense, Jiang Tianhua seems a little hesitant, but he still makes a move.

"Ji", the ball of fire shot at Yi Heng quickly.

Yi Heng still did not have any reaction, just when he thought he was going to hit, a piece of ice sheet suddenly appeared in front of Yi Heng.

"Bang" a fireball extinguished, ice sheet disappeared, as if never appeared.

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar. Everyone thought that the fireball was going to hit, but suddenly it was blocked by the ice sheet. The casting speed was too fast.

Jiang Tianhua is also surprised, but this fireball is just a trial, and the next is the real competition.

"Elder martial brother Yi is really good. I won't keep my hand." Do not wait for Yi Heng to answer, the hands are anxious to pinch the decision.

"Vine skill, disease" and "yellow sand skill, disease" are displayed. Yi Heng's body is bound tightly by vines. Meanwhile, the hard platform under his feet turns into soft yellow sand, which makes Yi Heng sink down.

Before waiting for Yi Heng to think of a good way, three fireball finished glyphs attack him at the same time.

Although Yi Heng panicked, it did not affect his casting. Similarly, when the fireball was about to hit him, the ice sheet still appeared in time to block the fireball.

"Ice stabbing, disease"

a burst of fear appeared in Yi Heng's heart, knowing that there must be danger coming, and the ice sheet suddenly expanded to protect the whole body.

The sound of "puff" blocked the ice thorn, but Yi Heng still tilted his body and couldn't walk.

It's very difficult to defend. It's fast and almost transparent. It has to hold the ice shield all the time. But it costs too much mental power and has to fight back.

"Younger martial brother Jiang is skillful. Please pay attention."

Hearing this, Jiang Tianhua gave up the attack for the time being, bent on controlling the ice sheet and waiting for Yi Heng's attack.

When Yi Heng saw that he was ready, he felt relieved to cast the Dharma.

Between mind and mind rotation, the finger quickly pinches the finger, and the aura in the elixir field is output rapidly.

"Fireball, disease."

A fireball flew slowly towards Jiang Tianhua, but it was too slow.

Jiang Tianhua felt a little surprised, but he also carefully controlled the ice sheet to block the line of fireball attack.

At this time, he suddenly heard more than a dozen voices of "disease, disease, disease..."

JIANG Tianhua was horrified to see that there were more than ten fireballs in front of Yi Heng, and they shot at him at a very fast speed. Because of the speed, he immediately surpassed the first fireball.

Jiang Tianhua had no time to be afraid, so he could only inject all his spiritual power into the ice.

But when more than ten fireballs hit the ice sheet at the same time, Jiang Tianhua knew that he had lost.

People under the stage only heard a loud bang, and Jiang Tianhua stood there shaking with a huge fire.

The ice shield has long been gone, and the Daofu is also in a mess.

And in front of him, there was a fireball, which seemed to have not been attacked.

"Is younger martial brother Jiang OK?" Yi Heng ran over in a hurry and lost his mana support. Vine and yellow sand skills had been invalid for a long time.

"I, I..." Jiang Tianhua vomited a mouthful of blood, and then fell on the stage.

Yi Heng quickly scattered the fireball and squatted down to feel his pulse.

"It's OK, but I've fainted with all my powers." I forgot to ask whether the door rules would punish a person who accidentally killed a person on the platform.

"Younger martial brother Jiang is just in a coma after exhaustion of spiritual power. I hope that elder martial brother will take care of him."

Yi Heng shouts to the people who are talking.

However, he did not know that this fighting method of less than one incense has already scared most people. Everyone knows fireball, but it is the first time to see such a fast casting speed.

At present, a man came up from the crowd and took Jiang Tianhua out of office.

"I don't know which elder martial brother came to teach me?"

Yi Heng is very eager to cut off the mess and solve this matter, and then continue his medicine refining plan.But after a while, no one came to the stage again. He had no choice but to show his hands to min kangwen.

"Younger martial brother Yi is really good. But it's getting late today, and younger martial brother Yi's spiritual power is also consumed. Why not stop today? How about tomorrow? Let's also let the senior brothers and junior brothers who come back from the mission to see and see. "

"It seems that they will not give up until I am knocked down, but this is exactly what I want."

"Since elder martial brother Min has arranged this way, I can't thank you enough. Tomorrow morning, Yi will be waiting here."

With that, Yi Heng flies away, leaving only the public to discuss today's fighting method.

"Elder martial brother min, it seems that younger martial brother Yi has some real skills."

"Yes, there should be no one in the sixth floor of Qi refining to block this move."

After Yi Heng left, the crowd of onlookers gradually dissipated, leaving only a few small gangs scattered around, and a dozen or so monks headed by min kangwen gathered together.

"Younger martial brother Yi's move is really powerful, but it's only limited to seven levels of Qi refining. Eight levels of Qi refining can drive magic weapons, and this move is no longer useful."

Min kangwen's face is not very good-looking. Originally, he wanted to lose Yi Heng's prestige, but he was able to complete it. His words were magnificent. The fight was clean and the moves were powerful. Was it that uncle Liu deliberately arranged it?

If it's really arranged by uncle Liu, then it's better to be careful not to offend this person. He makes up his mind. Min kangwen asks, "it's estimated that there will be no gas refining on the sixth floor tomorrow. What can we do?"

"What else can we do? Since there is no way to prevent Qi refining on the sixth floor, only seven or eight levels can go up. Is it reasonable for the disciples to jump over the level to challenge?"

"Is this... Appropriate?" Min kangwen hesitated.

"What's wrong? Elder martial brother min will compliment him tomorrow, saying that he has no rival under the eighth floor. If you want to come to Yi, you will accept it. "

"That's the only way. Once no one goes up, younger martial brother Shi will go. But remember not to hurt him, just let him admit defeat voluntarily." Min kangwen said to a monk on the left.

"That's of course. Are we the ones who oppress others with cultivation? As long as his moves are invalid, he can't defend himself, and he will automatically admit defeat. " The monk held his mouth and seemed to despise it.