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Chapter 90 Is it better?

Chapter 90 Losing skill?

This is when you can best see a person’s ability to take on challenges.

Zuo Qiuwu did not panic, nor did he lose control and attack randomly, but calmly sensed the aura around him.

In his opinion, although the body can be hidden, once the opponent takes action, it will inevitably cause fluctuations in spiritual energy. At this time, it is better to defend than to attack.

The people in the audience became quiet for a moment, fearing that some noise would interfere with Zuo Qiuwu's judgment.

One side is a Taoist genius, and the other side is a demon saint. Everyone on the enemy and ourselves can still clearly distinguish between them.

At this time, a white hand suddenly appeared behind Zuo Qiu Wu, and just when the sharp fingertips were about to touch his neck, Zuo Qiu Wu suddenly turned around, but the hand disappeared again.

It seems that the magical weapon on Cen Yehua also has limitations. Once he launches an attack, part of his body will be revealed.

Zuo Qiuwu breathed a sigh of relief. He used his spiritual power to form a protective shield on the surface of his body, and then drew an arc around his body with the big knife in his hand.

"boom"

The spiritual power exploded wherever it passed, but there was no sign of Cen Yehua.

This...how can we fight if the other party never shows up?

Not to mention Zuo Qiuwu's frustration, even the bystanders were speechless for a while.

Some people even think that the demon saint has exaggerated, but now it seems that she is just mediocre.

Cen Yehua, who was hiding, didn't care about this. In her opinion, all battles only have the beginning and the end. As for the process, only those hypocrites in Taoism would do those flashy things.

The fish is now trapped, so it’s time to close the net.

Cen Yehua smiled evilly with his red lips and muttered a spell silently, and suddenly clouds of gray mist appeared on the stage.

As soon as she made a move, Zuoqiu Wushen's consciousness immediately locked her position, and the thunder spirit power that was ready to go surged towards Cen Yehua's position.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

The moment his thunder power was released, the air in the entire arena suddenly exploded like thunderbolts being ignited.

Cen Yehua finally revealed his figure at the edge of the shaking ring, with a very proud smile on his face.

Such dense sulfur smoke can be easily ignited. At the same time, it is detonated by thunder-attribute spiritual power. Its power can be imagined. It is equivalent to a third-grade thunder son, and even the Taoist Condensation Pills will have to suffer a lot.

This trick is perfect to use on Zuo Qiuwu, as other monks with spiritual roots cannot have such an effect.

"Cough, cough cough"

The smile on Cen Yehua's face froze.

How can it be?

The black figure in the thick fog gradually became clear, it was Zuo Qiuwu.

It's just that he looked really embarrassed at this time. The black monk's robe on his body had several holes in it, his hair was messy, and a trace of blood could be seen faintly at the corner of his mouth. He was obviously seriously injured.

"Humph, you are really lucky!"

Cen Yehua was not very surprised to see that the other party was not dead, but it seemed that the other party was still able to stand, which was a bit beyond her expectation.

Zuo Qiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his index finger, thrust his sword into the ground, raised his elbow, and jumped high into the air. He actually raised his leg and kicked Cen Yehua.

Fa Cultivation can still fight like this. Isn't this a move of Physical Cultivation?

Cen Yehua was also startled by his series of actions, and she took a few steps back as she didn't want him to get close.

Zuo Qiuwu missed one of his kicks and tapped his toes. He was clearly in the air, but it was as if he had hit something real to use his strength. His body that was supposed to be falling actually rose a little higher and dived towards Cen Yehua.

Cen Yehua smiled coldly, since you insist on sending it to the door, let's see what tricks you can pull off.

She did not back down this time. The long whip in her hand was gathered under the urging of spiritual power, forming a large net full of barbs suspended above her body, just waiting for the opponent to fall into the trap.

Zuo Qiuwu gathered the spiritual energy in his hands and dived to meet the big net. At the moment when the spiritual energy of both sides collided, Cen Yehua felt his hands go numb and his heart skipped a beat.

It's now!

Zuoqiu Wuxiu is a high-level foundation builder, and logically speaking, his spiritual power alone is inferior to Cen Yehua's. However, at this moment, his aura suddenly surged, forcing Cen Yehua to kneel down on one knee.

At the same time, he silently recited the formula in his mouth, and the blood-stained sword that was originally inserted in the ring was controlled by his consciousness and went straight to Cen Yehua's back.

Just when the sword was about to touch Cen Yehua, a clear female voice came into Zuo Qiuwu's ears.

"Master Nephew Qiu Wu, be careful!"

Zuoqiu had no time to look at the person coming, but he could hear the voice of an elder from his sect. His mind swayed, and he slowed down his blood-stained consciousness for half a beat, and his soaring cultivation also began to fall due to timeout.

Cen Yehua clearly felt that the spiritual power pressing on her head was weakening. Her eyes flashed, and the veins on the back of her hands bulged. She almost dodged the blood-stained knife sideways, and at the same time, the barb of the big web penetrated deeply into her left mound.

Wu's palm, and then shook it hard.

"boom!"

For a moment, the whole place was silent.

Just when the whip in Cen Yehua's hand was about to wrap around Zuo Qiu Wu's neck, a woman gracefully landed on the ring and grabbed Cen Yehua's whip.

"This is my Taoist cultivation territory, how can I allow you to be so presumptuous?"

As he spoke, he loosened the long whip.

Cen Yehua staggered and looked at the female Taoist Ningdan who helped Zuo Qiuwu up and smiled mockingly: "If I knew that beating the younger one would attract the older one, I would have considered changing my opponent from the beginning, tsk tsk."

Hearing this, Sang Xing'er's eyes flashed with anger, and her tone became a bit colder: "Saintess, it's better not to go too far."

Cen Yehua stared at her for a while, then said "meddle in other people's business" and left on the magic weapon.

Sang Xing'er ignored Cen Yehua who was leaving, took out a spirit-boosting pill and gave it to Zuo Qiuwu, then her eyes fell on his palms that were directly penetrated by sharp thorns. She moved for a moment, and then took it out.

A recovery pill.

However, the recovery pill that could have restored all external injuries failed at this time. Not only did Zuo Qiuwu's palm recover, it didn't even stop bleeding.

Fu Yu was shocked in the audience. She could see wisps of black mist seeping out from the wound on Zuo Qiuwu's palm. It looked like the barbs on Cen Yehua's whip were not simple.

Sang Xing'er saw Zuo Qiuwu staring blankly at her hands without saying a word, so she sighed and helped him get on the flying magic weapon.

Until the two of them walked away, no one recovered from this incident.

What exactly happened? Zuo Qiuwu clearly had the upper hand later on, so why did he suddenly lose? Moreover, if it hadn't been for the elders of the sect taking action, he almost wouldn't have been able to save his life.

"It seems that Cen Yehua is indeed worthy of his reputation."

"That's right, all the disciples of Zhenjun Baiyi have lost."

"well--"

Listening to the crowd sighing and dispersing, Fu Yu's eyes flashed.

Is Zuoqiu Wu really defeated by Cen Yehua?

The senior brothers and sisters had just watched the fight, and the Taoist cultivator was defeated, so they were all silent for a moment.

At this moment, Shang Qi's communication talisman lit up. He quickly connected, and a strange man's voice came out.

"Fellow Taoist, do you want to rent a hospital?"

Several people who heard the sound felt happy, knowing that they had found a place to stay.

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