Violent fluctuations were born from the center of the battle platform, and then quickly spread in all directions.

The impact is extremely widespread.

Sand and gravel flew everywhere, and the stars and dust in the void were all turned into powder, and the scene in the field was unrecognizable for a while.

If such a violent shock wave is not blocked by the edge barrier, then almost the people in the Jindan period will not be able to withstand such impact fluctuations at all, and the possibility of causing casualties at that time is very small, after all, the audience in the field is not a simple person, and there are countless powerful masters who are all seated here, even if they are half a minute late, they will not affect their own disciples.

But—

It's one thing to not worry about your life, but when the time comes, everyone will come to watch the game and be a witness to a big era, but they will be disgraced, and no one's face will look good, especially the Holy Land will be disgraced.

Therefore, this barrier seems to be weak, but when it reaches the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage or even reaches the point of the Transformation Period, it may not be able to break it easily, and as long as it can be blocked for a while and a half, even if there is something unexpected happening, the bigwigs in the stands are not vegetarians, and they will naturally stop the loss in time, and everything can be controlled.

Mingyuan slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Others can't see it, it doesn't mean that he is also ignorant.

Since Ning Qingqiu could break free from the Red Dust Knife Realm and break the skills of the other party's suspected domain as soon as possible, then the biggest hidden danger was to clear it, and the chance of victory instantly changed from half and half to seventy or eighty, so he could naturally rest assured.

The final victor must be Qingqiu.

Shouldn't he think about how to celebrate her?

Unlike the Qingyun Sect's formalized mode of celebratory banquet that was called celebrating her, it was actually an alliance exchange meeting of the major sect families, and the celebration he gave her was naturally to unite the Seven Nights of Them, so he invited a few friends who were sincerely recognized by Ning Qingqiu and were sincerely reciprocated, such as Shen Rou, Lin Jingfeng, and so on.

It's quite feasible to think about it.

All kinds of aura on the stage had gradually dissipated, and the monk's gaze was not blocked by smoke and dust, but the previous fluctuations were too strong, and for a while, except for a few real powers, they could not see clearly the almost completely disturbed field, but soon, two figures could be seen slowly appearing.

And all the hearts of the people were lifted up, and they hung on their throats.

Especially for those who open the gambling market, as soon as the final result comes out, it is the winner who laughs loudly and is overjoyed, but the loser is naturally unable to keep most of the underwear, and there are many people who lose red-eyed, but there are still many people who have died after the former servants, who makes the wealth move people's hearts?

Ning Qingqiu's Heart Refining Sword was still as clear as snow and as clear as water, but looking at the ragged monk opposite, he knew that the sharpness of this Heart Refining Sword was powerful.

After a fierce fight, the corners of her clothes were not stained at all, and they were still clear and blue, as beautiful as the moon lake in Shenjing City.

Compared with a life-and-death duel, it is more like returning from a trip to enjoy the scenery.

The Red Dust Swordsman on the opposite side was embarrassed compared to her.

The knives in his hands were a little unstable, and there were more than a dozen scratches on his body, one of which was even almost bone-invisible, and the flesh was blurred, just on his right forearm, if he couldn't dodge just now, maybe it would hurt his wrist, and then it would be terrible.

If a person with a sword weapon hurts his hand, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

Of course, in the world of monks, even if they have severed hands and feet, there are ways to think about it, and a medical cultivator with excellent medical skills is fully capable of regenerating a monk's severed limbs, or having enough high-level desolate beast essence blood to supplement nutrition and some special abilities of exotic flowers and herbs can also do this.

Ning Qingqiu broke through his attack, not using any big moves, but instead using basic sword moves to create such a terrifying effect, not because of any other reason, but because she used her speed to the extreme.

The world's martial arts are invincible, and only fast is not broken.

The speed has reached a certain level, explosive power, lethality and extreme speed that makes people have no time to react, they are all absolute killer moves that can make people wait to be killed, and at that time, the moves are not important.

Ning Qingqiu's sword was really too fast, as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder.

Without a super strong physique, it is impossible to exert it to such an extent, and the Red Dust Swordsman on the opposite side almost couldn't help but be shocked and horrified in his heart.

How could there be such a terrifying power in that small body? He could hardly bear the terrifying pressure brought by the sword, it was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, every blow seemed to be wrapped in the general trend of heaven and earth, and her sword intent intruded him, making him really tired of coping.

He had never fought such a hard battle, and the opponent's ability really restrained him.

Ning Qingqiu put the sword into the sheath, looked at the other party and said, "Admit defeat." ”

He was no longer able to fight.

The Red Dust Swordsman was silent for a while, and just asked lightly, with a little bitterness: "Can you tell me, did you use all your strength?" No, it should be ...... How much effort did you use?"

He knew that he had a lot of luck along the way, among the only thirteen remaining masters present, he was probably one of the weakest people, Ning Qingqiu's birth made many people subconsciously not pay much attention to her, even if he told himself to be wary of the other party's sword, but he still didn't expect that he would lose so badly.

It's a stormy swordsmanship.

He was convinced.

It's just that...... I am ashamed of the cultivation of the master.

From now on, we must work harder to cultivate, and the sword path will never end.

He's still far from it.

Ning Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief slowly, but thought about it seriously and told him: "Don't look at me to win easily, in fact, I have already used most of my strength. Your Red Dust Knife Realm is very powerful in nature, with an effect similar to that of the field, the effect of group attacks is excellent, and if you fight alone, it is more extreme, and if you encounter an obstacle that can restrain your demons, you can break it with your backhand, if you can't break it...... It's you who have the upper hand. You just need to cultivate diligently, and there will definitely be a place for you in this Kyushu in the future. ”

Ning Qingqiu can be said to have done his duty.

It's so serious.

In fact, if it weren't for the other party who let her see the family in her memory again, she wouldn't be so enthusiastic, although she was a little angry, this is still illusory, but she won it, how could she still be unforgiving?

I still want to thank him, let her review the warmth of the past, even if it is an illusory existence, but the temperature in the memory is always real.