Wei Xu said: "In our righteous path, there are indeed very few exercises that can absorb the damage caused to the opponent and use it to treat one's own injuries. But in the previous competition, didn't the phoenix fire released by Liu Qingwu of the Qingling Sect have a similar effect?"

I said, "These two exercises are completely different, okay? Everyone present can see that the aura exuded by this Nie Qi is completely different from the previous Liu Qingwu." ”

Wei Xu said: "Maybe if it weren't for this young master of the Taiyue faction who used this Nine Shadows Killing Divine Breaker, if it were someone else, it would have already been determined as a magic skill by various factions." ”

I continued, "Also, his sword is stronger than the first, and by the time he reaches the sixth sword, the power is simply exaggerated. Do you know how many stabs he can stack up like that?"

Qin Yi said: "The initial magic skill can be stacked all the time until the person who loses his mind is eaten by this power and dies. However, judging from the situation just now, Nie Qi should only be able to stack six knives. When the sixth slash is slashed, all the accumulated power is released, and then it is stacked again. ”

At this time, Zhao Hong had already stood up again and continued to fight with Nie Qi. This time, Zhao Hong used all his strength with every shot, trying to suppress Nie Qi.

Soon, just as Nie Qi slashed out the sixth knife again, Zhao Hong dissipated the ice armor of his whole body, condensing a thick ice shield in front of him to block Nie Qi's knife. Then, in this short moment, the spear in his left hand stabbed Nie Qi in the abdomen, and then Zhao Hong himself was blown away again.

Although the stab was not light, Nie Qi's injuries began to slowly recover to a certain extent. Zhao Hong, who was covered in blood, supported himself with a spear and got up, spit out the blood in his mouth to the side casually and said, "It is worthy of being the head of the seven factions, it is really difficult to deal with." ”

Then, Zhao Hong lifted the spear in his hand and slammed it on the ground, shouting at the spear: "Hey, wake up! It's time to work!"

As soon as the words fell, the spear let out a beastly roar, and a wild cold air erupted to envelop Zhao Hong. In a moment, a layer of silver-colored frost condensed from Zhao Hong's body, and manic cold breath kept spurting out from Zhao Hong's body, as if he wanted to freeze everything around him.

Zhao Hong's figure appeared in front of Nie Qi in a flash, and the spear flicked directly Nie Qi away. Zhao Hong continued to pursue without stopping for a moment, only to see him holding a gun in both hands and stabbing towards Nie Qi, who was still in mid-air.

At this time, Nie Qi, who was frozen from his right arm to his right shoulder, knew very well in his heart that if he was stabbed by Zhao Hong's spear again, he would definitely be seriously injured, and the competition would be over. Nie Qi forcibly stopped his body in the air, and barely used all his strength to slash at Zhao Hong with a move of Nine Ghost Swords, and more than a dozen dark purple ghost knives appeared out of thin air, slashing at Zhao Hong from different directions.

Seeing this, Zhao Hong could only stop defending, and Nie Qi took this opportunity to open the distance between him and Zhao Hong to have a moment of respite. Immediately afterwards, Nie Qi quickly burst out of his aura, and a deep purple aura began to completely envelop Nie Qi from the soles of his feet, and even his eyes turned purple.

Nie Qi didn't dare to leave a moment for Zhao Hong, so he rushed forward and slashed six times in a row. The speed and power of Nie Qi's knife were several times stronger than before, and the sixth knife that was cut out again made a piercing sound of breaking the air, and a knife slashed at Zhao Hong's spear, and with a huge roaring sound Zhao Hong was once again knocked away.

Zhao Hong's re-injury caused Nie Qi's injury to gradually recover, and the situation once again reversed in the opposite direction. Nie Qi continued to raise his knife in pursuit, and at this time, ice picks began to stab on the ground, stopping Nie Qi's steps. However, the effect of the icicles was not obvious, and all the icicles were chopped by Nie Qi.

Soon Nie Qi superimposed the sixth knife, at this moment he was still nearly two zhang away from Zhao Hong, Nie Qi didn't wait for close to directly slash out the sixth knife towards Zhao Hong, a purple knife qi galloped towards Zhao Hong in an exaggerated arc, and all the obstacles in front of him were all wiped out.

Zhao Hong condensed a slanted ice wall in front of him, and the moment the knife qi hit the ice wall, Zhao Hong skillfully used a spear to pick up the ice wall from under the ice wall, so as to change the trajectory of the blade's flight and fly upward.

Immediately afterwards, a cold wind rose around Zhao Hong, and countless frosts brought up by the wind completely enveloped Zhao Hong. In the storm mass where Zhao Hong's figure could not be seen at all, a huge beast claw stretched out out of thin air, swept towards Nie Qi with a strong wind.

Nie Qi raised the knife to resist the beast claw, but found that this beast claw was just a phantom with an extremely cold air, and all the places where the beast claw hit formed a thick layer of frost, and Nie Qi, who was in the middle of the beast claw, was covered with frost and froze in place.

Zhao Hong rushed out of the storm at this time and stabbed Nie Qi several times. Nie Qi, who was frozen, barely managed to defend himself from his vital point, and was shot three times in his body and retreated sharply. Zhao Hong took advantage of the situation to pursue and prepare to decide the victory with one blow, but just when he was about to stab Nie Qi a few steps that he could no longer resist, Zhao Hong's figure suddenly froze, and the cold air that was constantly spraying on his body quickly weakened.

Zhao Hong scolded weakly: "His grandmother's, just one step away from winning... Then he fell to the ground unconscious, and the cold in the field dissipated in an instant...

This dramatic result caught everyone present a little off guard, even Nie Qi himself was stunned in place. After a brief silence in the audience, the referee loudly announced that Taiyue sent Nie Qi to win.

I came back to my senses from this fierce competition and said: "Although this Zhao Hong lost, he is really domineering! He was slashed by Nie Qi several times and was so seriously injured, and he was still able to fight to this extent in the end, it was really a pity, as long as Zhao Hong could hold on for a few more breaths, he would have won this competition." Find an opportunity, I must have a good contact with this Zhao Hong. ”

Qin Yi said: "It's really admirable, I was a little unwilling to lose to Mo Feiyuan before, but after watching this competition today, I completely realized that I lost only because I didn't practice enough." Brother Wei, do you know what Zhao Hong's spear is?"

Wei Xu said: "I don't know very well, I only know that this spear was accidentally obtained by Zhao Hong himself in the Extremely Cold Wasteland. Regarding the specific origin of the spear, Zhao Hong just said to others that it was just a weapon, and he didn't need to take it too seriously. ”

I smiled and said, "Haha, this guy really has a character, if Zhao Hong can fit better with that spear, this Yingjie Conference should be a rare opponent." ”。。。

In the evening, I led Qin Yi, Wei Xu, Runyu and Xiang'er to simply find a place to have some dinner, drink a little wine and disperse. After all, as the eldest disciple of the sect, whether it is Qin Yi or Wei Xu, there are many things that need to be taken care of, and they will not be so idle for a day like me.

Early the next morning, I led Xiang'er and asked Qin Yi and Runyu to go to the martial arts arena where I competed to watch Mo Feiyuan play against Mu Wenxin. This time, I was finally able to see the strength of this Sword Sect master with my own eyes, and I just happened to see how their Sword Sect's sword broke through the illusion of asking the heart.