The endless clouds and mist flowed endlessly, as if they had turned into countless chains, entangled Yu Ling Zhou's body, and the rippling aura in it also desperately penetrated into his body, trying to wipe out all his resistance. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But how could Yu Ling be restrained so simply, the Xuan Power in the late stage of bone refining cooperated with the spiritual power that had been running for dozens of Zhou Tian at the same time, and suddenly broke free of the entanglement of the clouds and mist, and at the same time, the long knife in his hand then slashed through a sharp arc, and the dark dark demon light seemed to come from the Nine Hells, and in an instant, it slashed towards the vital point of Yun Qianzhong in the distance.

Although the power of the Crimson Kill is far greater than that of the Dark Demon Light, in this environment with plenty of water vapor, Yang Fire and Yin Fire are not very suitable, anyway, with the flexibility and mobility of the Dark Demon Light, it can still be very good with Yun Qianzhong.

I saw a blue-clothed Yun Qianzhong float and retreat, layers of clouds and mist swirling around her, trying to block the dark dark magic light, but as Yu Ling's mind moved, it turned around a strange curve, bypassing the blockade of the cloud and mist layer, and continued to attack Yun Qianzhong from the side.

"Woo-"

At the same time, Yu Ling slashed out two more Dark Demon Knife Lights, which crossed and circled around Yun Qianzhong's back, blocking all of her dodge space.

But the two fought fiercely in the cloud and mist realm, and the disciples who were watching the battle outside couldn't help but lament in unison, wishing that they could have a pair of see-through eyes and see through the white mist arena.

Every time they hate this kind of thing the most, can't you fight hard, and let people not see it? And then when they close their eyes and open their eyes, everything is over, and they don't even know how it ends, which makes people itch so much that they vomit blood in depression. Although the result is the most important, why not give some process?

Unlike the disciples who look through the autumn water with their eyes, the elders of the Quartet can easily see the difference, even if they are not soul masters, they can roughly judge the situation according to the fluctuation of spiritual power, but it is a pity that for the time being, the cultivation of these two people is indeed equal, I am afraid it is not easy to distinguish the winner from the loser.

The elders of the academy and Qingxu Valley all pinched their sweat together, staring at the martial arts arena without blinking, sometimes Yu Ling fell into the downwind, and sometimes Yun Qianzhong fell into the downwind, all of which made them can't help but follow the ups and downs of their emotions. Therefore, the disciples simply stared at their elders and judged the battle situation directly by the changes in their expressions.

At a certain moment, the disciples found that the elders of Qingxu Valley suddenly opened their eyes wide, and even their breathing was a little shorter, while the elders of the Shu Dynasty were as heavy as water, their faces were full of haze, and they couldn't help but discuss with each other, not knowing what happened on the field, which actually made the elders of both sides become so uncalm.

At this time, the battle situation had been stalemate for three or four minutes, and Yun Qianzhong had actually turned to the downside unconsciously, because as time went by, Yu Ling was getting stronger and stronger, but her spiritual power was constantly depleting.

Finally, Yun Qianzhong stopped dodging and retreating, and after a pause, he sacrificed a white jade ring from the spirit ring, which was engraved with flowing cloud and mist runes, and with her soft drink, this jade ring suddenly shattered, turning into tens of thousands of scattered white light, and integrated into the entire cloud and mist realm, making this half-realm spiritual skill change again.

"Fog Kill!" As she spit out two words without emotion, her figure suddenly disappeared in front of Yu Ling's eyes, and she could no longer be found, as if she had evaporated from the world.

Yu Ling only felt that the clouds around him became tighter and heavier, as if layers of shackles were put on him, gradually oppressing him so that he couldn't move, and then even his bones were suppressed and gurgling, as if the whole person was about to fall apart.

But looking outside the field, the white fog in the sky suddenly dissipated, to be precise, it all converged and compressed in one place, and finally the huge martial arts arena was left with only a cloud and mist sphere with a diameter of three meters.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, looking left and right, there was no shadow of Yu Ling, and then they reacted, he was probably suppressed in that small cloud sphere, so if he said this, Yu Ling was defeated?

Only Elder Qi's face was ugly, and he secretly snorted. Defeated by a wool, he wanted to immediately open his mouth to announce Yun Qianzhong's victory, but this group of little children really didn't understand anything, didn't he see that Yun Qianzhong's face was so pale and transparent, now it depends on which of these two people can't hold it first, but if he compares his endurance, he is really not optimistic about Yun Qianzhong.

Sure enough, within a few seconds, Yun Qianzhong began to stagger, with that pale face as snow, it was like a weak willow in the wind, and she was so stubborn that it was distressing, but she always pursed her lips tightly, just refusing to give up.

Until the cloud sphere suddenly exploded, and a black-clothed figure strode out of it.

Yun Qianzhong suddenly shook his whole body, as if he had lost all his strength in an instant, and fell to the ground in a dejected manner, no longer having the peerless demeanor of Senior Sister Qingxu Valley.

"Awesome. Yu Ling gently wiped the blood from her lips, but sighed sincerely.

In order to break free from the cloud ball, he also exhausted all his potential. But if it weren't for Yun Qianzhong's spiritual power being exhausted, he probably wouldn't have thought of getting out until now.

If Yun Qianzhong hadn't fought three times in a row before, but had fought against him at his peak, the result of this competition would have been really difficult to say, because this fog killing style had really caused him to suffer a lot of internal injuries, and his bones and internal organs were damaged, if he hadn't cultivated the martial arts system at all, he would definitely not be able to stand up now.

Just by virtue of the cloud and mist realm, Yun Qianzhong is worthy of being listed above Jingyue.

"Are you still an ancient martial artist?" Yun Qianzhong looked at him in a daze, barely supporting himself to stand up, but almost stumbled and fell again, but fortunately she held on to the railing on the edge of the martial arts arena in time.

Yu Ling didn't answer, but Yun Qianzhong actually had an answer when he asked this sentence, and he wasn't surprised at the moment, he just nodded lightly and muttered to himself: "Three systems...... I was defeated. ”

Yu Ling watched her hold on to the railing and walk down the martial arts arena step by step, but her lonely back was so arrogant, even if she was defeated, she was still as light as water, there was no grief and indignation, let alone hysteria. And the disciples of Qingxu Valley just looked at the senior sister silently, and no one stepped forward to help, not that they were unwilling, but they didn't dare.

Because ten years ago, the lonely and stubborn little girl said that she didn't need anyone's help, and that the path of cultivation should have been done alone, and it was better to ask for others than for herself.

This sentence is still engraved on the stone tablet in front of the disciple hall of Qingxu Valley.

Therefore, even if Yun Qianzhong loses this one, in their hearts, the senior sister will always be the strongest.

Yu Ling retracted his gaze at Yun Qianzhong, the conversation between the two was light and shallow, I am afraid that except for themselves, no one else could hear it at all, after all, the enchantment of the martial arts arena was still there.

But just as he walked towards the steps on the other side, Elder Qi's annoying voice rang out again: "In the next game, the academy Yuling will face the Seven Star Hall Chungu Feng. ”

After a brief moment of silence, the scene erupted into an uproar, and the noise almost drowned out all the sounds. If the saliva could drown people, Elder Qi would probably have sunk to the bottom of the sea.

"Elder, I object. ”

But the first to stand up against it was Jungu Feng himself, whose faint voice was like an awl that struck into the noisy scene, with unquestionable determination.