In the third game, "Sword Shrine Qi Qi, against the Sword Sect Lu Liang!"

All the Sword Shrine disciples were shocked, and their eyes couldn't help but look at Senior Brother Qi Qi in the front row.

"Ahem..."Qi Qi gave the disciples in the back row a reassuring look and stepped onto the stage.

On the stage, Qi Qi and Lu Liang stood opposite each other.

Lu Liang said, "You are a respectable opponent, I respect you." But you're seriously injured right now, admit defeat, I don't want to hurt you. ”

Qi Qi coughed, "Thank you, but, I don't." ”

"Well, how much offense. ”

At this time, the host said, "Duel, start!"

When the words fell, Qi Qi and Lu Liang swept out almost at the same time. Everyone in the audience was shocked.

"Is Qi Qi of this sword mound dead? With such a serious injury, he is still beaten like this?"

"He's really strong and I was amazed. But it must be said that he is not in his heyday, and he has no chance of winning against Shang Lu Liang. ”

"If he is so resolute in this battle, I am afraid that he will damage his foundation..."

With a snort, Qi Qi flashed in front of Lu Liang, his speed was obviously faster, the dragon was unsheathed, the sword light flashed, and a sword slashed at Lu Liang like a bamboo.

"Drink!" Lu Liang raised his knife to block. The sonorous sound was loud and crisp, and those who had a weaker martial arts foundation had to cover their ears, otherwise their eardrums would probably be cracked.

Phew!

Everyone saw the soles of Lu Liang's shoes rubbing against the ground and retreating six or seven feet.

With a bang, Qi Qi suddenly appeared behind Lu Liang like a ghost, and blasted out with an elbow, knocking Lu Liang eight or nine feet away, and two consecutive blows with all his strength made his face even paler, but at this moment...

"Eight-Pole Sword—"

"Broken River!"

With a low shout, the air suddenly and violently turbulent, and with a sweep of the dragon, the sharp and scorching sword qi surged towards Lu Liang, and the air swept away wherever he passed, and the space was distorted.

Touch!

Almost instantly, there was a loud bang, and the martial arts arena seemed to shake, and a black figure flew out of the air and fell outside the arena.

And Qi Qi also coughed violently, knelt on one knee, and his face was extremely pale.

These three consecutive blows with all his strength consumed him enormously, tearing his sword wound that had finally healed again, and blood flowed and soaked the clothes on his chest.

But he has no other way than this, if he doesn't fight quickly, it will only consume more, and then he may not even have the strength to fight in the fourth battle.

The host looked at Qi Qi deeply, his eyes were full of shock, and after a long time, he said, "In this battle, Sword Shrine Qi Qi wins!"

The audience was in an uproar!

"Oh my God! It's incredible! This Qi Qi is actually... Won?!"

"That's Lu Liang, the senior disciple of the Sword Sect, who defeated Lu Liang in just three moves?!"

The audience was in a commotion, and everyone turned their heads and ears to each other, and their eyes were shocked.

Shangguan Deyin flew out and brought his junior brother back.

"Why are you fighting like this?"

Qi Qi looked at his senior sister and laughed miserably, "If not, what can I do?"

"Don't say it, I'll take you to heal. Shangguan Deyin continued to bring his junior brother to the middle of the team as he did just now, ordered all the disciples to protect him, and once again gave the junior brother a heart protection pill to heal the junior brother's injuries.

This Heart Protector Pill is not an extraordinary product, if it is not for life and death serious injuries, it will not be used, although Qi Qi's injury is serious but not to death, normal recuperation can be restored as before, but Shangguan Deyin took out two Heart Protector Pills for his junior brother to take. Although Han Ji and others were dissatisfied, they did not dare to attack.

The burden of the sword mound is now on the shoulders of this man in white, and their fate is in his hands.

After the third round of competition, the rankings came out. Among the only ten remaining reference disciples, the Hehuan Sect, the Xuanjiao, and the Qin Sect each accounted for two, and the Poison Valley, the Sword Sect, the Fist Sect, and the Sword Shrine each accounted for one. It also means that Qi Qi still needs to win one more game and advance to the top five, so that the Sword Shrine can avoid the danger of destroying the sect.

It's time for the fourth round of the draw. Shangguan Deyin looked at the junior brother in his arms and said, "Senior brother, why don't we give up?"

"Senior sister, you are so sworn to revitalize the sword mound and pass it on, why did you retreat at a critical moment?"

Shangguan Deyin bit his lip and shook his head, "We don't compare, okay?"

"It's impossible to back down when you come to this point, let me go, senior sister. ”

"I don't. Shangguan Deyin hugged his junior brother tightly, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

Qi Qi put his hand on his senior sister's wrist, but he didn't know how much of his senior sister's martial arts were above him, and he couldn't move it, so he had to say, "Senior sister, let me go, I will be unhappy if you are like this." ”

"Senior brother..."Shangguan Deyin looked at his junior brother's cheeks, his eyes were clear.

Qi Qi felt that the force exerted by his senior sister on him was loosened, he broke free, and smiled back at his senior sister, "I will return triumphantly." "The words fell, and he walked on stage.

After the draw, this round, the first game, is Qi Qi. His opponent was Wei Yue, the great disciple of the Poison Valley, a man dressed in black with a gloomy look in his eyes all the time.

The two were opposite each other on stage, separated by several feet.

Wei Yue sneered, "I hope you don't admit defeat, then I will lose the opportunity to torture you." ”

Qi Qi smiled faintly, and rushed out first when the host announced the start of the showdown. It's just that this time his speed is significantly slower. It's just that after that duel with Lu Liang, even if the senior sister healed him later, the injury was much more serious than at the beginning. If he is so unscrupulous, he may not be able to fight, and the person will be abolished.

Because the speed is slow, Wei Yue also has plenty of time to deal with it. When Qi Qi raised his sword and slashed, he accurately slapped on Qi Qi's sword-holding wrist, and Qi Qi's sword was defeated. With a bang, a palm carrying a faint yin wind was imprinted on Qi Qi's left chest. Qi Qi snorted and fell back nearly ten steps.

"Heh!" Wei Yue chuckled and rushed out. Qi Qi swung his sword and slashed out. When the sword blade was about to slash, Wei Yue leaned to avoid the sword, and printed a palm on Qi Qi's ribs at a tricky angle. With a bang, Qi Qi fell away.

There was an uproar in the audience.

"Qi Qi of this sword mound is going to be defeated, and by now, he is at the end of his crossbow, and he has no strength to fight again. ”

"If he loses this battle, the sword mound will be at the end of the line for three consecutive years, and he will be removed from this martial arts. However, from his personal point of view, his reputation is about to start in this rivers and lakes. Defeated two top sect disciples in a row, one was Xingtian of the Hehuan Sect, and the other was Lu Liang of the Sword Sect. This record is the best in the field!"

Although these viewers had a lot of appreciation for Qi Qi in their mouths, the people in the sword mound couldn't listen to it at all at this time. If Qi Qi is really defeated, their sword mound will definitely collapse and lose its most important prestige, and the sect will only decline. Where do they go from here?

In the blink of an eye, Qi Qi and Wei Yue fought more than a dozen times. Although Wei Yue is not known for his aggressiveness, for Qi Qi, who is already at the end of his crossbow, it is as difficult to parry as a storm. After more than a dozen fights, seven or eight palms were imprinted on Qi Qi's body, beating him to the point of vomiting blood, and the blood flowing from the wound on his chest also soaked most of his clothes.

But Wei Yue was not comfortable in his heart. He found that Qi Qi, who had run out of oil and dried up, was even paler under his palms, but he was always inexplicably strong and did not fall. This tenacity scared him. But any ordinary person, in Qi Qi's state, has long been unable to bear it and has fallen, let alone hold on.

"You make me feel sick!" Wei Yue shouted angrily, knocked Qi Qi back more than ten steps with one palm, and suddenly burst out of his dark true qi all over his body.

Heavenly Poison Sutra.

"Evil insect technique!" With a loud shout, Wei Yue pushed his palms in front of him, and the true qi around his body turned into thousands of black insects and shot towards Qi Qi, like locusts crossing the border.

"Scared!?" Seeing this, the audience was shocked.

After falling for this evil insect technique, I am afraid that Qi Qi, who is already exhausted in the sword mound, will be poisoned to death!

At that moment, a low cheer rang out.

"Eight-Pole Sword—"

"Broken River!"

A fierce sword qi poured out like a mountain and a sea, colliding with the tens of millions of black poisonous insects. With a bang, the dark true qi from Wei Yue spread to the surroundings with the scorching temperature of Qi Qi's sword qi, and the surrounding houses were not spared, and the rubble stone walls broke down.

Everyone looked at the field and was shocked.

"He, he didn't even fall?!"

On the martial arts arena, Qi Qi, who was dressed in white, stood upright with his sword propped up on the ground, and the first half of his clothes were soaked with blood.

Wei Yue, who was on the other side, was still ruddy.

"Hehe, aren't you even dead?Very good, you have succeeded in provoking me!" Speaking of the back, the voice was already cold to the extreme, and the palms were pushed falsely, and the evil insect technique was urged again, and tens of thousands of poisonous insects shot towards Qi Qi again.

The palm of his hand pressed the hilt slightly, and with a sharp sweep, the sword qi of the Eight Extremes Sword Broken River also surged away from Qi Qi's sword.

There was another loud bang, and the audience was in a commotion. Looking at the field again, even though Qi Qi's face was pale, he was still upright.

"Ha!" Wei Yue laughed angrily, his true qi surged, and the evil insect technique was released again.

In this way, Qi Qi and Wei Yue were fighting against each other with sword qi and true qi, purely competing for the essence of their respective qi.

I don't know when, Wei Yue suddenly withdrew his hand, and the Heavenly Poison returned to his body through the Yin Black True Qi, and he used the True Qi to pull up his speed to the extreme, and shot away at Qi Qi.

Qi Qi was about to draw his sword, but Wei Yue had already come to him, grabbed his neck and slammed it to the ground.

"Give me death!"

Touch!

Qi Qi's whole person was smashed to the ground by Wei Yue, and the back of his head hit the bluestone slab hard, and the whole person was in pain, and his brows were furrowed.

"I'd like to see how long you can last!"

Fiercely, he grabbed Qi Qi's neck and kept smashing to the ground, smashing the bluestone slab inch by inch, and the cracks spread like a swimming snake, forming a huge spider web.

Qi Qi's face became more and more pale, but he always gritted his teeth and held on, never fainted, and refused to admit defeat.

"Ahh With a bang, Qi Qi fell on the edge of the martial arts arena.

Zheng!

At this moment, the sword light flashed, and with a loud sword roar, Shangguan Deyin flew out.

However, Ruan Xuantian, who had been staring at her for a long time, also shot at the same time and stopped her.

"Hehe, the disciples of the seven sects are in a duel, and the elders of each sect are not allowed to interfere, Shangguan Deyin, are you going to break the rules set by the ancestors today?"

"Get out!" With a cold snort, Shangguan Deyin slashed out with a sword, and she was well versed in the eight-pole sword, and she used her sword qi to move smoothly, almost without charging strength, and the scorching sword qi surged out.

Ruan Xuantian sneered and made a move, and the majestic true qi of the Hehuan Sutra gushed out.

There was a loud bang, and the earthquake trembled. Ruan Xuantian was forced to take a few steps back, and Shangguan Deyin did not move.

Shangguan Deyin sneered, "Isn't it fifth?"

"Slut!" Ruan Xuantian shouted angrily, but before he could make a move, the other five sect elders stopped him and Shangguan Deyin.

"If you have any grievances between the two, let's end it after today's conference. ”

Shangguan Deyin glanced at the junior brother who was weak on the field, and had no choice but to retreat to the team.

At this moment, Wei Yue, whose eyes were extremely dark, said lightly, "How can there be such a disgusting cockroach as you in this world?"

The words fell, and a strong momentum erupted from his body.

"Bewitching the heart and lewd the arts!" shouted loudly, and the rich black qi surged towards Qi Qi like a terrifying wave.

Everyone present was shocked.

Confusing the heart and lewd art, one of the three evil arts of the Poison Valley, this Wei Yue wants to put Qi Qi of the sword mound to death!

At this moment, Qi Qi raised his head slightly, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and his lips opened slightly.

"Eight-Pole Sword—"

"Open the mountain!"

As the words fell, the air here violently turbulent, and a blazing sword qi swept away towards Wei Yue with dust and ashes.

In the next moment, there was a bang, and a great earthquake trembled, and the fierce energy struck like a withering and decaying force.

In mid-air, a black figure flew out of the field like a kite with a broken string, and then looked at the field, the man in white knelt on one knee, his fingertips bleeding.

"Wei Yue, lost?!"

The audience was amazed!