Xuan Qing stepped into the ring in one step, and her purple clothes were particularly eye-catching.

Seeing this purple dress, the referee and Xuan Qing's opponent were stunned, and then respectfully saluted Xuan Qing.

"See Uncle Shi!"

Xuan Qing waved his hand and gestured to the referee, who nodded, and then sounded the gong for the start of the competition.

"Are you the junior uncle of Qingsong Peak?"

Xuan Qing was stunned, he didn't expect that anyone else knew about him.

Xuan Qing nodded, looking at this person with some surprise.

This person is dressed in black, the realm of the fifth rank of the true immortal, looking at the attire, it should be a person from the Divine Sword Sect, and only the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect are qualified to wear black clothes in the entire Heavenly Spirit Immortal Sect.

"I'm Lan Yue's senior brother Chen Zhisong, but I heard Lan Yue often mention you, and... Lan Yue still seems to be Uncle Junior's fiancée?"

Xuan Qing looked at this person, not understanding what he was going to say, but still nodded.

"Little Uncle, I think that a genius like Senior Sister Blue Moon can only be worthy of heaven, I think that Little Uncle's cultivation is only a fourth-grade true immortal...... To tell you the truth, I've always liked Senior Sister Blue Moon!"

When this person's words landed, Xuan Qing's face turned cold.

"So what?"

There was a hint of anger in Xuan Qing's voice, the emperor's wife dared to worry, damn it!

"So Uncle Xiao met me, you have to suffer a little!"

After Chen Zhisong finished speaking, a fairy sword appeared in his hand, and his gaze was also full of fierceness when he looked at Xuan Qing.

Others may be intimidated by the name of the disciple of Xuanqing Qingsong Peak, but he won't, because his father is none other than Chen Ling, the deputy sect master of the Divine Sword Sect, and he is also the deputy sect master of the Heavenly Spirit Immortal Sect!

Xuan Qing looked at the immortal sword in Chen Zhisong's hand, it turned out to be a seven-grade immortal weapon!

This person must have a great background, and his backer in the sect is not small, and he dares to ignore his identity as a disciple of Qingsong Peak.

"I'd like to see how you make me suffer!"

When Huang Lin in the audience saw Chen Zhisong, he was stunned for a moment.

It's over, it's over now, even if it's compared to the background, I'm afraid this Xuanqing can't compare to this Chen Zhisong!

"I'll make you hard-mouthed!"

Chen Zhisong directly slashed at Xuan Qing with a sword, and a trace of ridicule crossed the corner of Xuan Qing's mouth.

The seven-star sword instantly appeared in his hand, and the same sword was swung out.

What the!

There are even seven-grade immortal weapons!

Chen Zhisong let out an exclamation, and Huang Lin in the audience was stunned, this little uncle actually had a seven-grade immortal weapon, and then he sighed again.

What about having a seven-grade spiritual weapon, this realm is a big difference.

"Even if the eight-rank immortal weapon is in your hands, I am a whole level higher than you, and you still have to hate me!"

Chen Zhisong had a cruel smile on his face, and with a sword in both hands, he slashed towards Xuanqing.

"Heavenly Attack Nine Swords!"

Nine sword qi attacked Xuan Qing, Xuan Qing raised his eyebrows, what a clever sword move!

A smile crossed the corner of Chen Zhisong's mouth, this Heavenly Attack on the Nine Swords was a peerless skill taught to him by his father, and it was also his proudest killing move!

Xuanqing's eyes also became fierce, and the sword moves were clever, but it was a pity that the people who used them were too rubbish!

Break the Sky!

Xuan Qing swung out a sword, and the nine sword qi suddenly broke away.

it, it's awesome uncle!

Huang Lin let out a scream from below, he never thought that this little uncle's strength would be so strong, it turned out that this little uncle bought himself because he had confidence in himself!

Zhang Nan was also stunned, the power of this sword!

You can definitely kill yourself in seconds!

When he competed with him, he didn't even use this sword, and he lost inexplicably······

Behind Ouyang Li, a figure stood up in an instant.

This person is Chen Zhisong's father, Chen Ling!

At this moment, almost all eyes converged on Xuan Qing's ring, because in the last round, there were only sixteen people, that is, eight duels, and this Chen Zhisong's cultivation and identity were the highest among these sixteen people.

Therefore, the attention was originally high, and when everyone found out that there was an uncle in purple clothes in the disciple Dabi, the attention here was even higher.

"Senior Brother Chen?"

Ouyang Li and the others were naturally also looking at Xuan Qing, and the moment Chen Ling got up, Ouyang Li spoke.

Chen Ling suddenly realized his gaffe, a smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and he sat down in place again. ，

Hmph, no matter how evil you are, thinking of the magic weapon immortal weapon he gave to his son, Chen Ling's mood suddenly relaxed.

Sun Zizi lay on his seat, glanced at Xuanqing in the field lightly, and then closed his eyes again.

"I'll show you what a genius is today! As for you, you're not even a fool!"

After Xuan Qing finished speaking, he swung a few swords in a row to break through the air!

Chen Zhisong panicked and shot out a few low-grade defensive immortal weapons, which were torn apart one by one!

"What kind of sword move is this, the attack is so strong, even the immortal weapon can be torn apart!"

There was a sudden exclamation from below the ring, Chen Zhisong's face became extremely ugly, he was forced to such a point by this person, did he want to use the magic weapon given to him by his father?

A purple talisman appeared in his hand, and it was an eight-rank attack talisman seal!

Xuan Qing naturally discovered his move, this person was in the disciple Dabi, and he actually wanted to use the eight-rank attack talisman seal!

The old disciple who acted as a referee in the field was only at the realm of the seventh-rank true immortal, and the power of this talisman seal, I am afraid that he would not be able to catch it.

If it is replaced by someone else, you must not be bombarded into slag by this person!

The killing intent in his eyes flashed, and his figure quickly approached this person.

Swing your sword!

Void Lock!

Chen Zhisong was suddenly imprisoned in place, this... What is this, my body is out of control!

The immortal power in his body was running rapidly, and Chen Zhisong was pleasantly surprised to find that his body had finally regained control, and he just wanted to stimulate this talisman to bombard Xuanqing, when a terrifying coercion pounced on him.

Void Twist!

Xuan Qing used his strongest sword move with a sword, and Chen Ling in the stands exclaimed, and immediately got up and flew down the stands.

Rumble!

A spirit rune floated down, it was the eight-rank attack talisman that had not yet been activated, and Chen Zhisong's figure was also thrown away, and the blood stained the ground under him red when he landed.

The referee next to him looked at this scene in a daze, Xuan Qing's blow just now was so fast that he didn't even react!

The audience was in an uproar, especially Huang Lin, who was about to cry with excitement.

Strong!

Tainyima is strong!

This little uncle can defeat a fifth-grade true immortal with the strength of a fourth-grade true immortal!

Hahaha··· has made a fortune, this little uncle is the real favorite to win the championship!

A figure landed on the stage in the blink of an eye, it was Chen Ling!

He picked up Chen Zhisong's body, and the immortal power flowed in his body, and Chen Ling's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

It's so ruthless! It actually shattered Song'er's meridians with a sword!

If you want to repair Song'er's injury, not only will it cost a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures, but you will probably not be able to cultivate for hundreds of years.

Damn it!

Chen Ling suddenly looked back at Xuan Qing, his eyes full of killing intent.

The two sword lights came to Xuan Qing's side in an instant, and then the two of them appeared, it was Zhu Neng and Wu Yong.

When these two people saw Chen Ling flying over, they rushed here.

This Chen Ling has a very bad reputation in the sect, and he has always had revenge, so the two of them came here when they were worried.

"Senior Brother Chen, my junior brother accidentally injured Zhi Song by mistake, and when I go back, I will definitely let the master punish the little brother heavily!"

Zhu Neng stepped out and blocked in front of Xuan Qing.

Wu Yong was the same, standing by Zhu Neng's side, and the two of them protected Xuanqing.

Chen Ling looked at a few people, and the killing intent in his eyes was quickly hidden.

With Wu Yong and Zhu Neng protecting this person, and today is a disciple Dabi, the entire sect is watching, if he makes a move, he will inevitably be ashamed of the entire sect.

"Hehe... Senior Brother Xuanqing, I remember you!"

hugged Chen Zhisong, and Chen Ling's cruel voice sounded and reached Xuan Qing's ears.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Chen Ling hugged his son, and the figures of the two disappeared here.

In the stands, Ouyang Li's brows furrowed and he let out a long sigh.

And Sun Zizai on the side still had his eyes closed.

"Little junior brother, why are you so heavy?"

After Chen Ling left, Zhu Neng looked at Xuan Qing with a puzzled expression.

Wu Yong was also puzzled, according to the two of them's understanding of Xuanqing, his little junior brother was not like a ruthless person.

Xuan Qing pointed to the eight-rank attack talisman on the ground, and the two of them looked at it, and then understood.

"This Chen Zhisong is the same as his father, he is simply doing everything!"

Zhu Neng let out a cold snort, put away the talisman seal, and prepared to sue the master later.

Because Zhu Neng still couldn't rest assured about Xuanqing, he was worried that Chen Ling would come back to find Xuanqing's trouble, so he took Xuanqing away with him.

What Xuan Qing didn't expect was that after this round of competition, almost the entire Heavenly Spirit Immortal Sect knew Xuan Qing's name.

In Qingsong Peak, Xuan Qing had just returned from the two senior brothers and returned to his bamboo building.

I didn't expect to offend this Chen Ling by accident, it seems that in the future, in this Heavenly Spirit Immortal Sect, I must be more careful.

There will be two rounds of competition tomorrow, and tomorrow morning, there will be only three hundred and four disciples left!

And tomorrow afternoon, half of the remaining three hundred and four disciples will be eliminated, leaving only one hundred and fifty-two!

Silver Moon Wolf King, Xuan Qing will not let it appear in the competition, and as for the tip of the fairy sword, Xuan Qing will not let him appear in the competition.

This Chen Zhisong is a fifth-grade mid-rank true immortal, and when he competed today, his Void Lock only imprisoned him for a second!

As long as there are no people from the Six Grades True Immortal Realm in the competition, Xuan Qing is confident that he will definitely be able to win the championship.

On the second day, under the auspices of Zhou Tian, the third round of the disciple competition finally began.

One hundred names rose again on top of the fifty rings, Xuan Qing looked over, and did not find his name, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Hey, hey... Uncle Xiaoshi, it's me, I'm Huang Lin!"

Xuan Qing frowned, of course he remembered this person, and he also placed his own bet of one thousand yuan of inferior immortal crystals from him.

"What's wrong?"

Huang Lin smiled, with a little respect on his face.

"Uncle Xiao, do you know that since you made a big show yesterday, the number of people who bought you has suddenly increased, and it is said that now there are nearly 100,000 immortal crystals just to suppress you in various gambling games!"

Xuan Qing was stunned, he didn't expect this.

Nodding at Huang Lin, Xuan Qing was not ready to continue talking nonsense with him.

Looking at Xuan Qing's back, Huang Lin suddenly roared.

"Come on, Uncle Junior!"

Huang Lin's voice startled the surrounding disciples.

Xuan Qing was even more speechless, he bought a thousand low-grade immortal crystals from him, if he won the championship, he would have to pay himself eight thousand immortal crystals, and he would still cheer himself at this moment?