Chapter 1627: Countermeasures

He actually defeated Lao Li!
An unfamiliar monk with a semi-holy realm cultivation base, relying on his super defensive magic weapon, after two hard hits against Lao Li, and then a fatal blow to defeat Lao Li.
You're right, it's not a dream!
Dozens of ancient saints were collectively sluggish.
Since the cultivation base advanced to the realm of ancient sages, these ancient sages have personally experienced the power of this realm.
In the large realm during the refining period, every time a small realm is promoted, the strength is increased in a multiplied manner.
Although there is only a small realm gap between the ancient saint and the saint, as long as they step through the doorstep, they will rise to a stronger realm.
But it is this seemingly simple one-handed approach that determines the difference.
Any strong person with a cultivation level advanced to an ancient sage will recognize that no matter how strong a sage is, it is impossible to defeat an ancient sage realm strong.
Today, reality has given all ancient saints a resounding slap.
It was not the ancient saints who defeated Lao Li, nor was it the powerful saints, but the semi-holy monks with a lower cultivation level!
Moreover, this half-holy monk won with one move, directly destroying Lao Li's two arms, causing Lao Li to withdraw from the trial field.
What a magical battle!
Regardless of whether this semi-holy monk can continue to win, this battle will surely be recorded in the history of Tianwu Continent.
Old Li Qiang endured the severe pain and returned to the rest area on the side of the trial court. The pain caused by the destruction of his arm was unbearable and his face was distorted.
"Lao Li, what's the situation? How could you lose to that half saint!" Zhongzhou Wang asked with concern.
After all, Lao Li was also a monk in Zhongzhou, and had a good personal relationship with King Zhongzhou.
Now that Lao Li has withdrawn from the fight for the Lord of Tianwu, King Zhongzhou will certainly no longer be hostile to Lao Li.
At this time, two strange powers were still raging in Old Li's body. Among them, the lifeless energy was gradually resolved by Old Li. It no longer had the initial power and would not pose too much threat to his body.
But another strange power made Lao Li helpless. He couldn't quickly resolve it with his spiritual energy, and he continued to destroy the meridians in his body.
Old Li shook his head helplessly, "This semi-sage is weird. He has two completely different powers. One of them is the death of Beizhou, which has been almost resolved by me. The other is extremely weird. I have never seen it. The breath that I have never heard before can only be suppressed with aura, and it cannot be completely resolved."
After speaking, Lao Li's face showed sweat drops the size of a bean, and he could imagine the pain he was suffering at the moment.
Without personal experience, the powerhouses did not know what happened to Lao Li, they were all puzzled, and could not figure out why Lao Li was ruined with his arms.
Hearing what Lao Li said, everyone was shocked.
What's the situation?
A person possesses two breaths at the same time?
This person is not a North State monk, why is there such a strong death in his body.
What is the other breath in his body?
Before this point is figured out, no one wants to play against this semi-holy.
No one wants to be defeated inexplicably by this half saint.
Someone looked at Lei Mingyuan with suspicion.
Beizhou's death qi can only be absorbed by Beizhou monks. Besides, as long as the death qi enters the meridian, it will end up like Lao Li.
The half-holy in the trial field has no trace of Beizhou monk at all in his body, why is it dead?
Lei Mingyuan was even more puzzled.
He knew that in addition to the Northern State monks, there were also people who could absorb and use dead energy.
But that person shouldn't be here, he should be in the far away universe at this time.
Besides, even if that person comes back, it is impossible to have another breath in his body.
The body has aura and lifelessness, which is already shocking and unacceptable. How can it be possible to have another aura at the same time.
However, judging from the body, this semi-sage in the trial field is very similar to that person. The difference is that the semi-sage's voice is slightly hoarse and his appearance is different.
Of course, these can be changed.
As for more than a hundred years, the cultivation base has risen from the Houtian realm to the semi-sacred realm in the Juyuan Period. No one will believe it if it happened to that person and it can be accepted by people.
All kinds of doubts flashed in Lei Mingyuan's mind, and finally he locked the target on that person, that was Yang Teng!
The more he looked at it, the more it looked, Lei Mingyuan had even determined that the semi-sage in the trial field was most likely Yang Teng.
However, based on Lei Mingyuan's friendship with Yang Teng, even if he guessed that this person was Yang Teng, he would not stand up and expose it.
Yang Teng is so kind to him, he does not fight for the master of Tianwu, he must stand firmly on Yang Teng's side.
Lei Mingyuan kept a sullen expression on his face, and he had guessed about it in his heart.
At the very end, Ye Feng's expression was dull. He never expected that the battle was going so fast, and the three moves were just a blink of an eye, and that semi-holy won!
From the beginning of the battle for the Lord of Heavenly Martial Arts, which battle must not last for more than an hour.
Evenly matched battles are normal for half a day or a day, and the winner wins by one move.
This is not bad, a semi-sage eliminates an ancient saint in such a blink of an eye.
It's no wonder that this guy uttered wild words to fight for the master of Heavenly Martial Arts, he really has such strength.
Ye Feng became more interested in this semi-holy monk.
No matter what he suspected was Yang Teng, maybe it was because Yang Teng made him too deep. Ye Feng stubbornly believed that only Yang Teng could do this.
The powerhouses outside the trial field asked about the process of Lao Li's injury and comforted Lao Li to recover from his injury.
The destruction of the two arms is not a fatal injury, the cultivation of the ancient sage realm will soon restore the arms.
Lao Li was bitter and couldn't tell. He wanted to restore his arm, but because the two auras in his body were still being destroyed, the power of death was almost consumed. The other strange aura made him unable to fight and didn't know what to do. Resolve.
Don't say he has recovered his arm, his meridians are still under the impact, and I don't know how to resolve it.
King Zhongzhou saw Lao Li's plight, took out a jade bottle, opened the cork, poured out the Spirit Pill, and stuffed it into Lao Li's mouth.
"Taking the Spirit Gathering Pill to increase the aura in the body is good for fighting against that kind of breath."
Lao Li did not dare to make friendship, thanked him, and quickly absorbed the power of the Spirit Gathering Pill.
The effect is not satisfactory. This is only a treasure-level spirit gathering pill, which is better than nothing for a powerful person like the ancient saint.
Seeing Lao Li's miserable ending, the powerful people felt an unspeakable feeling.
If Lao Li loses to any of them, they can accept it.
Lao Li was defeated by a semi-holy monk, and they, the strong men, didn't want to enter the trial ground because they didn't know the details of the semi-holy monk, which made it very difficult to accept.
"Everyone, in the battle just now, have you seen the details of this semi-holy monk." Brute could not help asking.
The appearance of a semi-holy monk disrupted everyone's plans.
After the half-holy monk defeated Lao Li, he entered a half-hour break.
One move hit Lao Li badly, and the half-holy monk didn't consume much, so he didn't leave the trial field. He simply sat cross-legged in the middle of the trial field, waiting for the rest time to end, and the second opponent appeared.
Seeing that semi-saint's relaxed look, the devil looked angry, "Who knows where this came from! I really can't think of anyone in Tianwu Continent who can have two completely different auras at the same time!"
"Devil King, these words are not absolute. At the time, Yang Teng and God King Jiang Dongliu had both aura and Beizhou death. Didn’t Jiang Tong, the descendant of God King Jiang, also inherited the power of God King Jiang. Does the body possess spiritual energy and lifeless energy?" A strong man retorted the devil's words.
"This king is a little confused, and forgot that there are three of them." The devil is confused, the last name he wants to hear is Jiang Tong.
Some people know the grudges between him and Jiang Tong, and they know that Jiang Tong's name should not be mentioned on this occasion.
"The problem is that the other kind of breath in Lao Li's body is extremely strange, and the old man can guarantee that he won't find this kind of breath anywhere in Tianwu." A veteran strong said affirmatively.
This veteran powerhouse was a saint cultivation base back then, did not enter the universe with Yang Teng, but stayed in Tianwu.
Later, the laws of heaven and earth changed, and his cultivation level also improved, and he became an ancient saint.
Everyone respects him as a strong man of the previous generation, and this strong man has a high status in Tianwu.
"Senior, do you mean that the other aura on that half-sage does not belong to Tianwu?" exclaimed wildly in surprise.
The strong man twisted his beard and nodded slightly, "Whether he belongs to Tianwu or not, the old man can't guarantee. However, the old man's footprints have been all over Tianwu in his early years, and he has never seen such a breath in Tianwu."
He slapped his face fiercely, "This is easy!"
He immediately had a plan.
Soon, as everyone talked, the half-hour break ended.
The semi-sage powerhouse in the trial field jumped up, staring at the only dozen challengers left outside the field.
No matter who the next opponent is, he can't stop his progress!
"Who wants to enter the trial field to challenge me! I don't want to wait for an hour to automatically win one game. It's too wasteful of time. You don't want me to become the master of Tianwu. Come in and challenge!" The semi-holy monk suddenly challenged.
The arrogant tone, not to mention those strong people who have not yet entered the trial ground to challenge, even Ye Feng, who is not qualified to participate in the challenge, feels that this person is too mad.
Challenge a dozen ancient saints, is this guy tired of life!
Is it because he has a magic weapon with a strong defense force, and he has both auras in his body.
This does not necessarily guarantee that he will win five games in a row. Certainly someone can find his flaws and defeat him in one fell swoop.
At that time, the semi-holy monk could not expect a good end.
But after another thought, if this person is really Yang Teng, then it really fits Yang Teng's character.
If not so arrogant, it would not be Yang Teng.
"This fellow, don't worry. This king has something to ask clearly. After you have answered clearly, it will not be too late to fight." He smiled and looked at the semi-holy monk, "I believe no one will Accept an unknown stranger to become the master of Tianwu, you have to explain the origin of your identity."