Chapter 0301: Battle of the Top 100
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Yang Qingxuan praised: "You are really careful to observe. ā
Jingjing's face turned red, and she said embarrassedly: "It's all my sister told me." ā
At this moment, the duel between the two on the stage has also reached a white-hot level, and blood continues to shoot out, and the air wave is shocked.
Yang Qingxuan raised his hand and drew a circle in the air, and a barrier condensed in front of him, blocking the waves of qi that continued to shoot down.
Jingjing's heart warmed, knowing that with his strength, he didn't have to dodge the qi wave at all, and he did it all for himself.
The heart was pounding, and I couldn't help but want to put my head on the broad shoulder, but when I thought of my sister's words, I couldn't help but tremble, and finally I couldn't help it, but I pinched my fingers into the flesh, and I was very unwilling.
Yang Qingxuan didn't pay attention to her demeanor, but focused on the fierce battle between the two on the field.
Soon, it was the fifth game.
As soon as Yang Qingxuan appeared on the stage, all eyes were immediately on him, and the audience fell silent.
Because the third fight was too long, the time was delayed, and the competition in the rest of the ring was over, and there were seven or eight thousand people around, and their eyes were all focused on him.
On the opposite side walked a woman in blue, dressed in a thin smoky green veil, with an elegant temperament, and the whole person seemed to be covered in a layer of moisture, fresh and refined.
"Miles of ice?"
Yang Qingxuan said lightly: "Last year, it was the thirteenth on the hidden dragon list. ā
Baili Bingmei's eyes turned, looked at him for a while, and chuckled: "The hot little fresh meat is really extraordinary." ā
Yang Qingxuan hugged his fists and said: "Please also ask the senior sister to accept, don't fight, just let me advance." ā
Baili Bing said: "Do you think that if you kill Ye Mingchuan, you will definitely be able to win my promotion?"
Yang Qingxuan said: "There is a high probability." ā
Baili Bing smiled: "If you know it's just a probability, don't **, I don't like boys who talk nonsense!"
As soon as the smile on his face dispersed, he deceived him with a scolding, and a willow leaf scimitar in his hand was cut out, as fast as lightning.
Yang Qingxuan's body method flashed, and he dodged the knife and retreated.
Baili Bing chased after him and scolded: "You are just in the middle stage of Zhenwu, but my sister is in the late stage, I am not afraid of you!"
The knife is like a willow leaf, fluttering in the air, turning into a sword shadow sprinkled in the sky.
Yang Qingxuan was startled, the air was full of splitting sounds, noisy in his ears, and he couldn't even see the knife clearly.
With a swipe of his right hand in front of him, a circle of sword qi spread out, turning into a round enchantment and covering all around.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
A sword and sword shadow, dazzling people.
Yang Qingxuan suddenly turned his sword trick, and the Fighting Ghost God emerged and blocked it in front of him.
I saw that under the sword qi in the sky, a sword light came across the sky like a match, gathering powerful power.
"Bang!"
Baili Bing slashed at the Fighting Ghost God, the sword was pressed down, and the sword qi began to condense!
"What?!"
Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, and felt that not only the sword qi, but also the true qi in his body, as well as the blood, had become sluggish.
"Freezing?"
Yang Qingxuan exclaimed: "Your martial soul ......"
On Baili Bing's body, a layer of cyan ice appeared, and the thin smoky and green sand also became hard, and the whole person was like wearing armor.
"My martial soul is exactly - three feet of ice!"
The lancet blade flashed and pressed down on the sword, and a cold breath erupted.
Yang Qingxuan only felt that his arms, feet, and even his body were beginning to form cyan ice.
The martial soul is the condensation of a person's spirit, qi, spirit, soul, and will, which represents the cold and dusty temperament of Baili Bing.
Baili Bing said in a condensed voice: "Little fresh meat brother, admit defeat, otherwise in the next moment, you will break with a 'click'." ā
"My sister's martial soul is very powerful, but unfortunately, I don't want to lose yet. ā
Yang Qingxuan smiled faintly, the thin cyan ice on his body began to melt, directly turning into green smoke, and the red flames rose from his body, and the sword qi of the fighting ghost god burst out.
"Whoa!"
Where the swords intersected, the air was twisted and splintered.
"Bang!"
Baili Bing was shocked by the sword qi and took a few steps back.
A huge flame rose up, the air was burning, Yang Qingxuan drew a circle with his left hand and slapped it with a palm.
"Boom!"
Baili Bing's face changed greatly, and under the random palm, there was great power, enveloping all directions!
"Knives are like the wind!"
The lancet trembled in the air, bursting out with a buzzing sound, and a green light appeared on it, shooting out hundreds of sword shadows, slashing into the palm of the six yangs!
The people around were all shocked, and their faces changed suddenly, "What a fast knife!"
"High-level martial arts with a hundred swords, she has actually cultivated to the fullest!"
Hua Mu's one-eyed mouth opened even wider, cold sweat flowed from his temples, and in the last ranking of the hidden dragon list, Baili Bing was only one place behind him, but now the strength he showed was definitely above him.
"Snort!"
The shadow of the sword slashed into the palm of the fire, and the thin cyan ice on it melted at once, but it also allowed the slash to pass through the flames without hindrance, shooting down like a rain of flowers in the sky.
After Baili Bing slashed, the blue light on his body skyrocketed, condensing into an ice armor in front of him, blocking in front of the Liuyang Palm!
"Boom!"
Liuyang's palm struck on the armor, constantly bursting out of broken ice, but in the blink of an eye, the armor was shattered, and the flames in the sky bombarded Baili Bing's body, letting out a scream of fear.
Yang Qingxuan pinched the trick with his right hand, and the three big characters of fighting ghosts and gods manifested in the air, and Haoran's sword intent was agitated, blocking all those swords, and after hundreds of slashes, everything returned to tranquility.
In the sea of fire, a figure rose into the sky, covered with blue light.
Baili Bing True Vaporized Wings, suspended in the air, looking at Yang Qingxuan coldly, the clothes on his body were burned in a completely unburned style, and his head was also burned.
The grim face was full of anger.
Yang Qingxuan smiled indifferently, and with a wave of his hand, the wind swept under his palm, extinguishing the flames in the entire ring.
The kung fu between these hands shocked the audience.
Baili Bing's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I admit defeat." ā
Although it was the expected result, the sound of the word "admit defeat" was accompanied by violent applause all around, and they were all cheering.
But there was also a fierce and hostile gaze, like a knife, flashing in the crowd.
Yang Qingxuan turned his head slightly, looked at the crowd, and said coldly: "Zuo Heng, looking at your unhappy face, do you want to advance this battle?"
"Whoa!"
The whole audience was in an uproar, and they made a way, and tens of thousands of eyes stared at the white-clothed, arrogant and iron-blue face dozens of feet away.
Zuo Heng was dressed in white, carrying a long sword, the fierce murderous aura spread from his body, and the surrounding academies kept retreating, all of them were shocked by this momentum.
Baili Bing was also shocked, looking at the man in the ring, and said wildly in his heart: "Just after fighting me, are you going to fight Zuo Heng?