Chapter 2514 1 Vs. 11

Chapter 2514 One vs. Eleven

The God Advocates were originally extremely wary of Jiang Cheng.

Now that I see him creating such a team, I feel like I've been fooled.

We value you so much, why would you do this for us?

What about wasting feelings?

They seriously suspected that Brother Cheng was engaged in a big conspiracy.

For such a big occasion, the selection of people was so random that it was so unusual that there must be a trick.

"I'm here to fight you."

Jiang Cheng's sleeves trembled slightly, and the pale bone sword slipped into his hand.

He casually held a sword flower in his hand, and pointed the tip of the sword at the eleven people opposite.

Behind them, Cang Ling Xuanming and others were already busy finding a comfortable position to watch the battle.

In the peak team battle, two teams cannot play against one team. They have no chance to play now.

Looking at the weapon with no grade at all in Jiang Cheng's hand and feeling his mortal aura, You Yi became more and more sure that he was deceitful.

But at this point, there was no room for retreat.

"I want to see what tricks you are going to play!"

While the eleven people wore jade talismans, they also used a variety of weapons.

Powerful auras that were superior to ordinary ancient saints were emitted one after another. Jiang Cheng and Emperor Lin didn't feel anything, but Wei Miao, Ye Tang and other Feixianmen disciples had their hearts beating wildly.

He was obviously not afraid, but he felt a fatal chill inexplicably.

And Shen Lu and others were even more unbearable.

The five Wendao team players lost their footing on the spot. Shen Lu's face turned pale and he flew backwards.

Bang bang bang...

The five people fell to the ground like a gourd.

For the dignified Taoist God and Holy Master, this is an extremely rare and embarrassing gesture.

Especially the enemies on the opposite side didn't take any action, they just released some pressure.

And no one laughed at them, whether on or off the court.

"The difference in strength is too big."

"As expected of a divine being, in front of them, ordinary holy masters are just ants that can be wiped out with a wave of their hands, and are not worth mentioning at all."

The audience at the Holy Temple camp burst into cheers.

Of course they want their side to win.

"Haha, five people have lost their fighting ability before we even take action. What else can this compare to?"

"Isn't it funny that those five people went up there?"

"Jiang Cheng is too trusting this time..."

They soon saw an even bigger scene.

Jiang Cheng nodded in the direction of Emperor Lin.

"Just keep them alive and leave the battle to me."

The latter was stunned and a little surprised when he heard this.

"You don't even need to take action from me?"

"Of course not."

After saying these words, Jiang Cheng directly activated his turbid power. After pouring it into the bone sword, he raised his hand and wielded the thirteenth sword.

Seeing the battle begin, Emperor Lin not only did not move forward, but retreated to the back of the jade platform with four disciples from the Feixian Sect and five players from the Wendao team, there was another uproar below.

"What is this for?"

"Is Jiang Cheng alone?"

"Is he going to challenge eleven to one?"

"No wonder he chose people so casually just now. It turned out that he didn't expect to join forces with others."

"This madman is too arrogant!"

No matter what they thought, Jiang Cheng's world of thirteen levels of swordsmanship had already been covered.

"Arrogant!"

"You don't take us seriously at all!"

Seeing Jiang Cheng planning to fight alone, the eleven diviners felt deeply humiliated.

So this is what he calls a 'conspiracy'?

Using Feixianmen as a cover, wasting so much effort and creating a third team, but in the end just to create a one-on-one fight against one's own group?

This is simply unreasonable!

I've already beaten you one out of eleven, are you still worried that we will be afraid?

Is it necessary to go to such trouble?

"I think he's crazy."

Jiang Cheng has not opened up the Holy Realm, and Youyi will not have any reservations.

The Holy World of the Ancient Saint is no longer as obsessed with the external form as the Holy Lord and the Holy Lord, but is the external display of the inner world, completely sent and received in one heart.

And his level as a divine being in the holy world is even higher than that of ordinary ancient saints.

After opening it, what everyone saw was not a normal world, nor the changed form of the Holy Lord, but a special 'sea of ​​air' magnified thousands of times.

The spectators outside have lost their vision, and Shen Lu and others on the round platform cannot understand the battle even though they are close.

But Emperor Lin knew the power of it.

You Yi has realized the random change of the core of the holy world, using the Tao Heart to temporarily transform everything in the world inside the body, whether the soul, consciousness, or understanding of rules, into the immortal power system.

That's something she, a righteous god, simply cannot do.

The 'sea of ​​air' transformed into the holy world on the right has far exceeded the total amount of immortal power carried by the normal ancient holy world by more than five times.

The creatures of all ethnic groups in the Yuanxian Realm, even the Celestial Clan, need to cultivate their immortal power, but their immortal power finally turned into the spiritual realm.

Immortal power is their foundation.

Now faced with such a powerful Immortal Power Holy Realm as Youyi, even if there are all kinds of means and all kinds of changes, you can't escape this most essential duel.

Looking at the purest special sea of ​​qi, Emperor Lin understood that if he were in it now, the only outcome waiting for him would be defeat.

Even if there is a Dao Seal, it is useless.

Cang Ling, Xuan Ming and others who were outside the competition space also put away their original cynical and relaxed expressions.

"Is this Yuan Neng?"

Ji Linghan shook his head.

"No, he hasn't used his energy yet."

"hiss!"

Xuan Ming took a breath of cold air.

"If we face this person..."

Let alone eleven versus eleven, just the one on the right can defeat at least three or four of them.

There are ten other divine descendants beside the one on the right.

Compared with the last time they were cut down and chopped down, their strength has all been greatly improved.

Over the years, they have absorbed the origins of the Yuanxian world like parasites, allowing them to undergo a transformation.

The eleven people each showed their talents, some displayed a special 'Sea of ​​Souls', some used demon power, some turned into conscious bodies, and some were even covered in gray-brown brilliance, seemingly walking away. Body training route.

Regardless of the system, they have reached a point that astonished all the ancient saints present.

That was a level they had never thought of, and it was simply like a peak teaching demonstration.

Jiang Cheng, who was within the attack range of these eleven people, could only wield thirteen swordsmanship with his bone sword.

Perhaps because it was driven by the power of turbidity, the entire thirteenth level of swordsmanship was stained with a grayish tone, not as bright as before.

It looks like an illusory world that is dying and can be blown away in one breath.

The momentum is completely incomparable with the holy world of the eleven people on the opposite side.

The huge special sea of ​​air on the right was the first to collide with it.

Afterwards, the sea of ​​​​qi was stained with a layer of gray mist.

Before anyone could react, the gray sea of ​​air turned into dust that filled the sky and dispersed in the wind.