"No, I'm enough for one person. Gong Yunsleeve refused indifferently.

Song Qingsha chuckled and said: "Senior Sister Gong doesn't need to be in a hurry to refuse, we have no malicious intent, you must know that people have been looking forward to this duel for a long time, if Senior Brother Qin can't participate because of some inexplicable obstruction, it will be a pity!"

"Yes, it's not an ordinary trouble that can trap Senior Brother Qin, the three of us together, so we can take care of it. ”

Fang Yiyuan and Song Qingsha sang and harmonized, causing Gong Yunsleeve's heart to loosen. If it was really that elder who made the move, maybe it would have to be a combination of three people to compete with it, then......

Gong Yunsleeve nodded, and was about to agree, when his eyes suddenly froze, and he saw a slender figure appear under the steps in front of him, and Shi Shiran walked up.

"Senior Brother Qin!" she called out in surprise. But Qin Yan didn't seem to see her, he didn't pay any attention to her, passed by her indifferently, and walked towards the incense case on the top of the mountain.

Seeing this scene, Yue Ling couldn't help but murmur: "Brother seems to be a little wrong. ”

Wei Fei nodded in agreement, he could also see that Qin Yan seemed to be deliberately suppressing something in his body, and he had no time to take care of some irrelevant external reactions, so he was so indifferent.

Wherever Qin Yan passed, people retreated one after another to make way for him. Under the gaze of many eyes, Qin Yan came to the Blood Wolf Monk unhurriedly, bowed down and saluted, "Master, I'm here!"

The Blood Wolf Monk's eyes turned around him, and he bowed slightly: "It's just in time, let's go over!"

Qin Yan bowed his head and bowed again, then turned around and came to the chain of the two peaks in succession, stretched out his palm and touched it, and immediately felt a chill that soaked through his heart.

The last time I stood in this position was five years ago. At that time, he was full of confidence, accepted the astonished and awe-inspiring gaze of the people, and won the chief throne in one fell swoop. After five years, his cultivation is far better than at the beginning, but there is no longer that pride in his chest, but there are more entangled fetters and fears.

Maybe, I shouldn't have come down at all......

In a trance, his body had stepped out, floated up, swept over a distance of more than ten zhang in the blink of an eye, and gently landed on the edge of the Pingding Peak Cliff, and then walked towards the middle with gentle steps.

Ge Xinglie, who was looking at the mountain view, turned his head, and his sharp pupils locked on his figure, enveloping him in a fiery killing intent.

Qin Yan was taken aback by his murderous intent, and only then did he come back to his senses from his trance, and immediately drew his sword out of its sheath and prepared for battle.

A shadow had been cast over his mind, and it didn't bode well for him to think about it before the decisive battle.

Ge Xinglie smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his evil aura was awe-inspiring: "Senior brother, I've been waiting here for a long time, and I thought you weren't coming!"

Qin Yan said lightly: "I have always been very punctual. He couldn't be punctual, in order not to let the Blood Wolf Monk and Granny Yan see the clues, he had to untie the shackles of the "Mark" before he went on the field, but he also knew that if he blocked the Lingtai Zhihai, the impact of the powerful force brought by the Mark would make him not last long at all, so he definitely couldn't come early.

I only heard Ge Xinglie nod and said, "Senior brother is indeed very punctual, but I am too anxious." I've been looking forward to today's battle for a long time!"

"Each other. Are your injuries healed?"

"Injury?" Ge Xinglie deliberately showed surprise, "Do you mean yesterday's battle? I wasn't injured at all!"

"That's good. Qin Yan bowed his head, held the sword horizontally in front of his chest, and said no more.

Ge Xinglie stared at him closely, his gaze roaming over his face and the wrist holding the sword, and an extremely strange look gradually appeared on his face, and he opened his mouth to speak.

At this time, the Blood Wolf Monk's deep voice sounded throughout the peak: "The hour has come, you can start." ”

When the words fell, Ge Xinglie's posture changed. The long dark brown hair was windless, and a layer of gloomy and cold light spread from the wrist holding the sword to the whole body, and countless pale gray flames condensed in the void, gathering on the blade, but all of them converged into the sword body in an instant, making the entire long sword turn into a deep pitch black color, revealing a breathtaking cold luster. The pupils in his eyes disappeared completely, leaving only a miserable white, and pure and ferocious evil thoughts surged towards Qin Yan in waves, as if they wanted to coerce him into falling into the abyss.

Before the war started, Ge Xinglie had already shown the most aggressive posture, showing his importance and scruples about Qin Yan. But Qin Yan didn't do anything, still maintaining the movement of the horizontal sword in front of his chest, waiting for the other party's further moves.

Ge Xinglie didn't let him wait longer. He stepped heavily under his feet, swept more than ten steps away like a violent wind, and the next moment, the pitch-black brilliance was already approaching Qin Yan's eyes, suffocating his blood and breath.

At the time of the arrival of the pitch-black sword flower, Qin Yan had a mysterious illusion, that is, this peak had turned into a deep black ocean, the undercurrent was surging, the waves were surging, and if a huge wave rolled over, he would sink in this shadow forever......

It was the spiritual impact of the demonic spirit on the fierce sword. Qin Yan stared at breaking free from the illusory illusion, and the long sword in his hand instantly turned horizontally and vertically, facing the approaching dark shadow.

The two blades clashed, Qin Yan's body trembled violently, and in that short moment, he, who was extremely sensitive to spiritual power, had already felt the attribute of that negative power from Ge Xinglie's body: the sea of blood engulfed the world, the demon screamed wantonly on the tip of the blood wave peak, and the sky and the earth were shrouded in blood-red mist. In a flash, he also faintly saw through the blood barrier and saw clouds of mist open into the shape of hideous skulls......

What a violent force!

The pupils in Qin Yan's eyes suddenly shrank to a point, and the spiritual power in his body surged out, forming a crystal bright cold phantom on the sword body, and rushed towards the dark shadow that was overwhelming.

In terms of hard work, Young Master Ben's momentum is by no means below anyone!

"Khoop!" After the violent collision, the ice-crystal-like long sword stubbornly resisted the swept shadow frenzy, and the pitch-black halo that swept the sky and the ground dissipated in an instant, leaving only the substantial blade that was isolated by the frost sword. After such a fierce confrontation, the figures of the two people froze for a moment, their eyes were facing each other, Qin Yan's eyes were still lifeless and unconscious, while there was a look of surprise in Ge Xinglie's miserable white eyes that were not human.

The ice crystal sword with a huge phantom image folded in mid-air, and it stabbed towards the door of the fierce face of the song with a cold light. The glittering sunlight seemed to be cut into seven colors by this sword, and the halos of various colors were mixed together and swayed, threatening to dazzle people's eyes. Ge Xinglie shrank his head, as if he was invincible to this blatant and domineering momentum, and raised his sword to block and retreated.

The invincible Song Xinglie was actually repelled head-on in his heyday! This greatly surprised the onlookers. Moreover, Qin Yan's next fierce and courageous offensive seemed to have tilted the balance of victory.