Chapter 150: Fate Matters

Qing Juzi's figure flashed, and he was able to avoid the slash of the Ming Ruler, he raised his hand and flicked his fingers with strength.

In an instant, a sharp sword light roared towards Zhang Zixian's chest.

Zhang Zixian held the Mingkong ruler in his hand, directly extinguished this sword light, and then continued to infuse mana, and the golden light on the ruler's body was splendour, exuding terrifying might.

He threw it at Qing Juzi suddenly, and the nearly ten-inch-long Ming Empty Ruler spun around in the air quickly, and it appeared in front of the other party with a whoosh.

The dazzling bright sky ruler is like a small star!

Qing Juzi felt the power of this third-grade primary-level magic weapon, and his eyes became even colder, only to see that his hands were full of purple light, pushing forward, and the sword intent like flowing water shrouded it together.

The sword qi sneered and broke the wind, and Qing Juzi tried his best to suppress the golden and bright sky ruler, his steps moved backwards, and the whole person seemed to be pushed away.

The surrounding wind was surging wildly, and bursts of mana fluctuations were heard.

A figure circled like a ghost, and the right palm of this person rippled in the water.

Zhang Zixian turned his palm into a knife and stabbed it fiercely at Qingjuzi, and a hard water force flourished, and his power soared.

Qing Juzi felt a sense of crisis, he encouraged the mana of his whole body, and knocked the clear sky ruler out with both palms, and his steps moved quickly.

Under his manipulation, the slightest sharp sword intent swept away, and even the air along the way was torn apart, causing faint ripples.

The palm, which was like a wave of water, with a fierce attack, constantly pierced through countless sword intents, pointing directly at the man in the dark color Taoist robe in front of him.

Qing Juzi continued to flick his fingers and burst out of the Dao sword light, swishing away rapidly, dragging out a long tail light.

After Zhang Zixian took one hand, he slashed out the ensuing attack with the palm of the other, and the whole person approached step by step, staring at each other with dead eyes.

Qing Juzi felt a lot of pressure, and he was forced to step back constantly.

In the light curtain, the duel between the two sides was broadcast, and everyone watched intently, secretly feeling shocked in their hearts.

"Enough!"

Qing Juzi let out a roar, he pinched the trick with one hand, and swung it forward, and the dense sword qi appeared in the blink of an eye, and then washed away like rain.

Zhang Zixian stomped on the ground, and a solid earthen wall suddenly rose, covered with dazzling spell marks, emitting a brown light.

The dense sword qi that washed out of it slammed down on the earthen wall, bursting out with explosive ripples.

The right hand poked to the side, and an invisible suction suddenly appeared.

The clear ruler was summoned by the caster, and suddenly it trembled, and flew into Zhang Zixian's hand with a whoosh.

When the grip is clenched, the golden light skyrockets, like a round of tomorrow in hand.

Qing Juzi put his palms together, and pulled them apart suddenly, and a colorful sword qi suddenly condensed, revealing a lot of mana power.

With a push of both palms, this colorful sword qi was wrapped in countless sword intents, and it bombarded the earthen wall one by one.

Rumble!

The earthen wall was crushed with a single blow, and the brown light dissipated into the air.

At the same time, a figure had already risen into the air, like a long rainbow, overlapping with the sun hanging from the cloud dome.

Qing Juzi looked up, his eyes couldn't help but narrow, and wisps of white gas lingered on his fingertips.

Zhang Zixian held the empty ruler in his hand, and shot a golden ruler more than 20 zhang long, only to see that it was like a solid match, breaking through the wind under the gaze of everyone.

The speed is extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he is less than two meters away from him.

Qing Juzi's eyelids jumped, he raised his fingers together, countless mana condensed on it, and an uncertain starlight flickered on his fingertips.

"Falling Star Strike!"

He said in a fierce tone, aiming at the narrow ruler that was attacking.

At the point where the two touched, a violent flow of energy suddenly erupted, and in an instant, it swept through the entire arena, impacting the defensive shield that rose around it.

The four light curtains in the east, west, north and south are almost all white, and there is no figure in sight.

Everyone felt that it was too dazzling, and their eyes couldn't help but narrow, and their hearts were even horrified by this level of competition.

A figure staggered back, and a dark robe became tattered, revealing wounds of various sizes.

Red blood flowed from the corners of Qing Juzi's mouth, and his face revealed some fear.

At this time, Zhang Zixian fell to the ground, the mana in his body was running wildly, he pinched the trick with one hand, and pointed at the figure in front of him.

Sou......

On the flat ground, a strip of white wind thorns like tentacles suddenly rose, and they all struck towards the Qingjuzi in the center.

The whistling sound that tore through the air suddenly rose and rippled faintly.

A sense of alarm rose from his heart, Qing Juzi's face changed, and he flew to the sky on his tiptoes.

White wind spikes followed, threatening to pierce and kill the target.

"Damn it!"

He scolded resentfully, pinched his hands, and the sword-shaped mark on his eyebrows suddenly shone brightly, exuding a terrifying majesty all over his body.

A purple and blue light sword emerged from the mark on the center of the eyebrow, dragging out a dazzling brilliance, and with a whoosh, it pierced through and extinguished the white wind thorn below.

Qing Juzi's face was a little pale, he stabilized his mind, and pointed his fingers together at the elegant man.

Suddenly, this purple and blue light sword seemed to pierce through the void, carrying a mighty blow away, rolling up a surging wave of qi.

Zhang Zixian's eyes froze, and he swung the mana of his whole body to knock the Ming Empty Ruler out, facing the terrifying purple and blue light sword.

The Ming Sky Ruler bloomed with countless golden lights, and in everyone's field of vision, it was like a round of tomorrow rising in the sky, releasing a sacred aura.

Thundered......

In mid-air, a surging storm of energy suddenly erupted, and the wind howled.

A dimly lit bright sky ruler returned to Zhang Zixian's hand, and the power of the purple and blue light sword was also reduced a lot, but it still rushed forward at a rapid pace.

After Zhang Zixian held the magic weapon, his eyes were cold, and he kept swinging away at the lightsaber that was as fast as lightning.

Bang bang bang......

collided again and again, and the sound of sonic booms burst out.

Qing Juzi's face was furrowed, he rushed towards the one person and one sword who was fighting, and under the single-mindedness and dual-use, dozens of golden sword qi condensed out again, and attacked in unison.

A cold light erupted in Zhang Zixian's eyes, and he cast a floating shadow step, directly getting rid of the purple and blue light sword, and his body swayed away like a phantom.

Seeing that the other party had the intention of retreating, Qing Juzi was overjoyed, and he immediately manipulated the purple and green light sword and dozens of golden sword qi to chase and kill!

Zhang Zixian roared like a gust of mountain wind, widened the distance at a very fast speed, and pinched the trick under the mana in his body.

Countless water beads condensed out, like streams converging into a river, and in everyone's eyes, a mighty rippling big hand emerged.

At this moment, it exudes a majestic and heavy majesty.

"Big waves. ”

An indifferent voice spit out of his mouth, and he saw Zhang Zixian push forward with one hand.

With his movements, this rippling big hand was wrapped in unparalleled energy fluctuations, and rumbled away.

The purple and blue light sword and dozens of golden sword qi all slammed into the big hand, and the boundless vast qi swept away, slamming into the protective shield like a wild beast.

The water droplets splashed in all directions, and the palm of the big wave directly suppressed all the opponent's attacks, and then still roared and crushed away.

"What...... What!"

Qing Juzi's face was shocked, he only felt that the light in front of him darkened, and a huge shadow suddenly enveloped the whole person.

This monstrous hand crashed on the shore like a raging wave, as if it wanted to annihilate and devour this ant-like target.

A sense of powerlessness filled his heart, and at this time, he no longer had the extra mana to resist such a terrifying attack.

Why?

How could the head of a mere local family cast such a spell?!

It's impossible!

Qing Juzi's frightened eyes widened, his throat was dry, his calves and stomach were trembling because of the fear of death, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

"I ...... I ......"

He opened his mouth to shout the humiliating words.

In other words, he was absolutely disdainful before, but when he found out that death was so close, this top monk among the inner sect elders of the Qianji Sect, his faith was shaken at this moment.

When the surging hand in front of him was about to knock himself out, Qing Juzi seemed to use the only remaining strength in his body, trembling his legs, and the whole person screamed: "I admit defeat!"

The voice revealed an undisguised despair and fear, which instantly reverberated in the air around him.

As soon as the words fell, the palm of the rippling waves suddenly stagnated, and the already chaotic airflow gradually returned to its original state.

Whoa......

The sound of the water sounded, and the terrifying wave palm immediately collapsed, turned into countless streams of water and poured on the ground, and then quickly disappeared in front of people's eyes.

In the light curtain that countless people are staring at.

A man in a torn robe fell to the ground, his head hanging down, and his decline was in full display.

On the other side, a gentle and elegant man seemed to be a teacher, only to see him holding a ring ruler and smiling lightly.

The winner is decided!