"Hit!"

Nan Qiuqiu clearly sensed that his power of annihilation had firmly trapped Yan Wuchen on the opposite side, as long as he could touch his upper body with a single breath, even if the other party had a Soul Emperor-level cultivation, at least he would have to lose more than one-third of his soul power under this blow, and he took the lead, this competition was not without any possibility of winning. ＄

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A smile had already appeared on the corner of Nan Qiuqiu's mouth, the soul ring under his feet flashed, but his pace was non-stop, and he ran towards the opposite side quickly, as if he wanted to close the distance.

Everyone on the stage who recognized the Rouge Dragon Martial Spirit was puzzled, why did she give up her best long-range attack and fight in close combat?

But soon, a touch of surprise appeared on Nan Qiuqiu's face, and then it became incredulous.

In the face of Nan Qiuqiu's attack that almost covered the entire arena, Yan Wuchen was not in a hurry, and gently raised his hand and stretched out two slender plain white long fingers, wisps of purple light condensed, and after two breaths, a narrow bamboo leaf appeared and was pinched at his fingertips.

Bamboo leaves are different from the verdant of ordinary bamboos, but show a faint purple, one side of the jade light is dull, the other side is shining silver, as if gold and iron casting.

Pinching the bamboo leaves, Yan Wuchen glanced at Nan Qiuqiu who was rushing in, without the slightest smile in his eyes, Nan Qiuqiu's heart was inexplicably tight, and his heart seemed to be firmly grasped by this glance, and he wanted to burst with blood. Without hesitation, Nan Qiuqiu's forward body stopped suddenly, and the strong inertia even made her leave a shallow mark pit on the stage, and then instantly turned her body to change her body and ran towards the other side of the stage, and the moment she turned around, a fierce silver-purple light behind her was still drawn out of thin air, as if dividing the world and cutting the viscous pink halo from it, with a brilliant silver tail chasing towards the fleeing Nan Qiuqiu.

What a terrifying attack power! It seems to have automatic tracking?

During the southern autumn rush, his fingers danced. Several rays of extinguishing light popped up in a row, but they were smashed by the silver-purple light of the pursuit, the stage was not big, and they chased and fled, and soon, Nan Qiuqiu was forced to the edge of the shield. There is no way back. Just when everyone thought that Nan Qiuqiu was about to give up the game and admit defeat, she suddenly gritted her teeth, and the fourth and fifth soul rings under her feet shone and exploded one after another.

A thick layer of viscous pink light poured out from the center of his eyebrows, condensing into a slender dragon claw in front of him, the scales were lifelike, and the strange pink halo with a dreamlike color was the first to stop in front of the silver-purple light.

"Snort..."

The two distinct forces were intertwined with each other, and large patches of pink halo and silver-purple starlight continued to burst out, but. The naked eye can clearly see that the silver-purple light is advancing little by little, and the light of the pink dragon claw is slowly fading, according to this trend, it is only a matter of time before the pink dragon claw is scattered!

However, Nan Qiuqiu's hand of annihilation, which had consumed nearly two layers of soul power, could not have only played a blocking role of a dozen breaths! Her real trick was the fifth soul technique that she had been withholding back!

The inky black Fifth Soul Ring shone and burst. turned into a charming hazy halo, enveloping Nan Qiuqiu's whole person. Everyone in the audience suddenly discovered. I couldn't see Nan Qiuqiu's figure at all, it seemed to be covered by a thick layer of pink gauze, and in the shadows, it seemed that her shadow was everywhere, and it seemed that people had left, leaving only a layer of incense mist.

"Poof!"

The annihilation of the dragon's claws finally failed. It was pierced and exploded by the silver-purple light, but the silver-purple light also dimmed a lot. Advancing again, he had already lost the trace of Nan Qiuqiu, and shot into the continuous pink mist miasma, as if he was not forced. It directly penetrated and collided with the white soul guide shield, bursting out a large cloud of dazzling purple jade brilliance and then dissipating.

"This is my final blow, if you can catch it, I will admit defeat!"

Nan Qiuqiu's faint voice sounded, and the pink mist miasma that spread everywhere gathered in the middle, and a crystal pink long sword more than three feet long jumped into the air, and with a whoosh, shot towards Yan Wuchen, and behind him was Nan Qiuqiu, who had re-emerged and his face was pale and a little out of strength.

The pink long sword was charming and dreamy, slicing through the air, and the light nearby was distorted and changed for a while, as if it was covered by layers of barriers, and the referee who had been watching the battle couldn't help but mention a little soul power at this moment, obviously, Nan Qiuqiu, the soul skill from the 10,000-year-old soul ring, was really powerful and should not be underestimated.

In the face of such a blow, Yan Wuchen's eyes finally flashed with a touch of surprise, and then turned into joy.

"Your Highness's vision can't be wrong..."

muttered to himself in a low voice, Yan Wuchen raised his head again, wiped it with one hand, and a hole flute with bamboo cloud patterns appeared in his hand, and with a slight wave, a piece of luster light quietly sprinkled down.

The pink long sword was approaching, and was silently intercepted by the glow of the cave flute, sassy... It seemed that the sound of the wind blowing the bamboo leaves passed, and the pink long sword shattered in the horrified sight of everyone, turning into a stream of fireflies in the sky, and disappeared with the wind...

"I—I lost..."

Nan Qiuqiu's eyes were first incredulous, and then turned into a low disappointment, the youthful vitality when she first came on the field had long disappeared, and without waiting for the referee to announce the result, she slowly walked to the front of the stage, bowed her head and admitted defeat, and turned around like a walking corpse to prepare to step down.

"You're going to go like this?"

Yan Wuchen raised his eyebrows and said.

"Uh... Yes... What else do you want?"

"You've forgotten our bet!"

"Bet, bet! This, no, this... I'm going to discuss it with my mother, she's the sect master, and I'm also..."

"Since you don't even have the right to decide, what kind of bet are you making with me, I really don't know what to do!"

Yan Wuchen's face was slightly gloomy, but he opened his mouth mercilessly.

Nan Qiuqiu has been the princess of Dilongmen since she was a child, and she has always been a face-thrower, who thought that today not only was her confidence frustrated, but she was also forced to leave the sect, and her heart was suddenly sour and annoyed, and she couldn't wait to crush the handsome young man in front of her, but she had to endure it.

"I said, I'll go back and discuss with my mother, I'll try my best to convince her, just a few days..."

Nan Qiuqiu's huge tears swirled in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth.

"How many days? What if you run away? I don't have time to look for you..."

"You!"

Nan Qiuqiu almost wanted to go crazy, looking at that jade-like face, his heart was full of anger, and he was going to fight desperately.

Fortunately, the referee on the stage saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly separated the two to announce the result.

Although Nan Qiuqiu did not agree to leave the Dragon Gate on the spot to join the Tang Gate, he still kept his promise, and then the few people on the field only symbolically resisted and then admitted defeat one after another, and in less than half an hour, the Demon Suppression Sect won a miraculous victory on behalf of the Demon Suppression Sect with Yan Wuchen on behalf of the Demon Suppression Sect with one to seven!

On the rostrum, Xu Tianran's hand holding the orange suddenly tightened, and the orange understood and approached gently.

"Go, inform Kong Lao, let him adjust all the opponents of the Demon Suppression Sect, as for the list of opponents, all the top ten in this competition according to Kong Lao's meaning are listed, by the way! Shrek should not be left behind..."

"Yes!"

Tangerine's heart trembled, and he looked at Yan Wuchen, who had stepped down and returned to the area where his sect belonged, and Tongwei also frowned and said something, while the latter looked unimpressed, and his heart suddenly broke out for no reason, and he hurriedly took the order. (To be continued.) )