EBE Chapter 28 Fighting to the death without retreating, Gu Jiancheng makes his appearance!
Chapter 28 Fighting to the death without retreating, Gu Jiancheng makes his appearance!
"Senior Brother Luo has left the tower!?"
"That's great! Senior Brother Luo's previous achievement was the sixth level of the Hundred Refinements, and now that he's leaving the tower, he'll probably be at least at the eighth level!"
"Senior Brother Luo was once the number one talent in Tai Xuan, he will surely win today!"
As Luo Qingyang appeared and entered, the Tai Xuan inner disciples were suddenly excited and invigorated.
Bai Li's seven-game winning streak has completely crushed the morale of the Tai Xuan Sect disciples, and they desperately need a victory!
But Gu Jingyu stared intently at Luo Qingyang, his starry eyes instantly turning blood red.
The large hand hidden in the sleeve suddenly clenched tightly.
Luo Qingyang didn't die inside the Hundred Refinement Tower?
Then his deception in clearing the Hundred Refinement Tower will be exposed!
Therefore, even though Bai Li brought the Tai Xuan Sect the utmost humiliation, Gu Jingyu still hoped that Luo Qingyang would be defeated, or even killed by Bai Li!
In this way, Luo Qingyang had no chance to speak, and his secret would never be known to anyone again!
"Luo Qingyang, go to hell!"
Gu Jingyu stared at the arena with extreme resentment, cursing in his heart.
"Heh, the former number one talent of Tai Xuan, huh?"
"Your cultivation is decent, but you are still no match for me!"
Watching Luo Qingyang slash his sword in mid-air, the sword energy dazzling and seemingly radiant, Bai Li sneered, but his expression was extremely solemn.
Luo Qingyang's cultivation level was similar to his, and his combat strength was not weak.
"Mysterious Wave Slash!"
The desolate sword rose again, this time Bai Li even poured all his Core Formation realm aura into the sword's edge, and the sword energy burst forth like a raging wave.
boom!
In an instant, the two sword energies collided on the arena, and the waves and debris exploded with brilliant light.
The powerful impact spread like waves, sweeping across the entire arena.
Bai Li, who had remained unmoved since he made his move, was forced to take three steps back under the impact before regaining his footing.
However, Luo Qingyang was forced back more than ten steps, and finally his sword shattered the arena, which forcibly stopped his retreat.
The inner disciples around the arena, who had been cheering excitedly, were now filled with disappointment and surprise.
It seems that even with Luo Qingyang's intervention, he was still at a disadvantage?
They discovered that Luo Qingyang's wounds, which had not yet healed, had reopened, with blood gushing out and flowing down his armor.
"Heh, the swordsmanship of the Heavenly Sword Sect is nothing special!"
But Luo Qingyang, leaning on the ancient sword that had already developed cracks, sneered disdainfully.
"Luo Qingyang is injured, this battle is not fair to him!"
The beauty of the Hundred Flowers Peak Master frowned.
Therefore, this battle is unlikely to have a good outcome.
"Hmph, the sword path of the Heavenly Sword Sect will not tolerate your humiliation!"
At this moment, Bai Li's previous composure was gone. The desolate sword rang out again, and a torrent of sword energy burst forth once more!
Although he could see that Luo Qingyang was unable to unleash his true fighting power, he would never give Luo Qingyang a chance to catch his breath for the sake of the sect's honor!
"The blazing sun ripples the waves!"
But Luo Qingyang showed no sign of backing down. A resolute look flashed across his face as he suddenly drew the cracked ancient sword from the arena. The sword energy shone brightly as he swept it out!
boom!
Another burst of sword energy reverberated, and a gust of wind erupted.
This time, however, Bai Li charged forward with momentum and was not knocked back.
In contrast, even though Luo Qingyang unleashed his most powerful sword technique, he was still thrown to the edge of the arena during the impact.
At this moment, his armor was shattered in large pieces, his body was covered in bloody wounds, and even the ancient sword in his hand could no longer withstand the pressure and broke in two.
The second sword strike, and Luo Qingyang was still no match!
In an instant, all the inner disciples of the Tai Xuan Sect clenched their fists tightly, their faces filled with grief and indignation.
Luo Qingyang was once their senior brother and a role model for all the disciples of the Tai Xuan Sect!
You lost!
"Next!"
A sneer appeared on Bai Li's lips, and he put down the desolate sword in his hand.
So what if he was once the top fighter in Tai Xuan? He was still defeated in just two sword strikes.
"I haven't lost yet!"
But what made Bai Li's expression change drastically was that Luo Qingyang actually crawled up from the pool of blood, leaning on his broken sword.
He fought fiercely in the Hundred Refinements Tower for months without giving up, and today he will not admit defeat!
"You... still want to fight?"
Bai Li's gaze gradually turned cold. Didn't he understand why Luo Qingyang, who was already at his limit, could still get back up?
"As long as I haven't stepped down from the ring, as long as I can still stand, I will fight!"
hum!
The next moment, a ferocious look appeared on Luo Qingyang's face, his feet shook, and he charged towards Bai Li again, carrying the stench of blood.
At this moment, Luo Qingyang's aura was stained with blood, making him look like a killing god emerging from a sea of blood.
The terrifying aura even made Bai Li's heart skip a beat.
"court death!"
Even so, he still flicked his wrist and swept his sword out horizontally.
Luo Qingyang was merely at the end of his rope; why would he be afraid?
puff!
The sword energy shook the surroundings, and Luo Qingyang, whose sword had broken, had his protective aura instantly shattered, causing him to tumble and fly away once more.
But he still used his broken sword to carve a deep chasm on the arena, stopping him at the edge.
After three sword strikes, Luo Qingyang was still not knocked off the stage.
"Again, again!"
But the next moment, Luo Qingyang, who had already turned into a blood gourd, still slowly crawled out of the blood, his blood-red eyes staring intently at Bai Li, like a fierce tiger!
"Big Brother!"
At this moment, an inner disciple roared in grief and indignation, which immediately stirred up a wave of noise.
Luo Qingyang had been out of the public eye for a long time, and with Gu Jingyu's rise to prominence, they had gradually forgotten about him.
But now, Luo Qingyang's willingness to fight to the death to protect the dignity of the Tai Xuan Sect has made them suddenly realize that Luo Qingyang is the senior brother they truly respect!
"Boring!"
"I don't have time to waste on you!"
At this moment, Bai Li's patience had reached its limit.
He couldn't accept that he hadn't been able to defeat Luo Qingyang, who was fighting injured, even after three sword strikes.
He suddenly stepped forward, and the cold sword energy of Xiao Se Sword engulfed Luo Qingyang, who had just gotten up.
With this sword strike, Luo Qingyang had no power to resist. Under the impact of the sword energy, he flew off the stage like a kite with a broken string.
It crashed heavily to the ground.
"Qingyang!"
The Hundred Flowers Peak Master was shocked and immediately flew down, only to find that Luo Qingyang was almost completely injured, with old and new wounds intertwined and covered in blood, making it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.
"Brother, disciple, I am incompetent."
"I have failed the sect in nurturing me..."
But Luo Qingyang was still spitting out blood and saying words of remorse.
"Heal first!"
The Hundred Flowers Peak Master shook his head, then hurriedly took out more than a dozen pills and fed them into Luo Qingyang's mouth.
A group of inner disciples of the Tai Xuan Sect rushed over, but they were powerless to help Luo Qingyang, who was barely breathing.
"Senior Brother Wan Jun, don't you even look at your disciple?!"
The Hundred Flowers Peak Master looked at Li Wanjun, who was still standing in the void, and couldn't help but question him.
At this moment, Li Wanjun's expression was extremely cold.
"This is his responsibility as a disciple of the Tai Xuan Sect!"
Even if I die, it's because I was outmatched!
The words, though spoken, sent a chill down the spines of the Sword Cloud Peak disciples.
Are they merely tools to maintain the reputation of the Tai Xuan Sect?
"Gu Jingyu, now you're all alone, aren't you?"
At this moment, on the arena, Bai Li once again raised the desolate sword in his hand, pointing it directly at Gu Jingyu.
If we defeat Gu Jingyu, the Tai Xuan Sect will lose this mountain-climbing and sect-kicking event!
All the inner disciples now focused their attention on Gu Jingyu.
Gu Jingyu is now their last hope.
But at this moment, Gu Jingyu's gaze did not leave Luo Qingyang.
Bai Li's four sword strikes failed to kill Luo Qingyang, which greatly disappointed him.
As long as Luo Qingyang had a breath left, it was like a sword of slaughter hanging over his head, making him panic and unable to muster any fighting spirit.
"Jingyu, what are you waiting for?"
At this moment, Li Wanjun's cold gaze also turned to Gu Jingyu.
Luo Qingyang has depleted a significant portion of Bai Li's combat strength. If Gu Jingyu were to make a move now, he could definitely suppress Bai Li with a single sword strike.
At that time, Jianyun Peak will be able to sweep away the gloom!
But despite his heaving chest, Gu Jingyu still lacked the courage to step forward.
"Hahaha, Li Wanjun, do you perhaps have some unrealistic hopes?"
"Did you see that cloud of pills below the mountain just now? My Heavenly Sword Sect disciples have already crushed your Tai Xuan Pill Dao!"
"With only this final battle left, your Tai Xuan Sect will lose!" Liu Qing of the Heavenly Sword Sect suddenly burst into wild laughter.
Although Luo Qingyang's battle just now delayed things considerably, the outcome will not change.
Upon hearing this, the Hundred Flowers Peak Master and the others couldn't help but look disappointed.
They had indeed seen the thousand-foot-long crimson cloud rising from the outer gate. With only Ling Duo'er and Ji Mingyang, they were indeed no match for the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Thus, the Tai Xuan Sect is indeed left with only Gu Jingyu as its final battle.
"Furthermore, I might as well tell you that my Heavenly Sword Sect still has two disciples who have not yet made a move, and they have both reached the ninth level of the Hundred Refinements Tower!"
"What do you have to contend with my Heavenly Sword Sect?" Liu Qing continued to mock.
Nine levels of refinement?!
This caused a chill to run down the spines of everyone in the Tai Xuan Sect.
Are those two Tai Xuan Sect disciples who haven't made a move yet stronger than Bai Li?
"Heh, only the ninth level of the Hundred Refinements!"
Li Wanjun chuckled, then looked at Gu Jingyu and said in a deep voice, "What are you waiting for?"
"Heh, I don't think he's ever cleared the Hundred Refinement Tower!"
On the arena, Bai Li sneered.
At least he never felt any threat from Gu Jingyu.
"Jingyu?!"
Li Wanjun was already somewhat ashamed and angry.
"Hehe, don't pressure him. He really hasn't cleared the Hundred Refinement Tower."
Just then, a voice suddenly rang out from the end of the inner gate's long staircase.
Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this, and then they all turned around to look, only to find a figure dressed in white, standing there like a peerless young master, with silver hair flying in the wind.
Who else could it be but Gu Jiancheng?