Rumble!

The crimson spiritual power around Ding Hualing's body poured out wildly, making his whole person look like a god of fire, and his hands were pressed against the back of the hell flower, and the spiritual power was frantically transmitted into the hell flower. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wow~!!!

The Hell Flower received Ding Hualing's spiritual power, and the red light instantly flourished.

Whew!

Hundreds of slender flame petals were filled with terrifying heat, like tentacles, frantically entwining the huge ice-white sword rays.

Rumble!

Between heaven and earth, the white vapor instantly exploded, and the energy on the ice-white sword quickly subsided.

"Hmph."

Seeing this, Qin Yang's eyes were cold, the space around him fluctuated slightly, and he stepped out in one step and came to the ice white sword, and his right hand was against the ice white sword.

Rumble!

The ice spiritual power in Qin Yang's body gushed out wildly.

On the ice-white sword, the light is sheng, and the sword is cold.

In a moment, the slender flame petals wrapped in the ice-white sword suddenly burst open.

"It's the final showdown!"

Under the arena, everyone's eyes were all unblinking, looking nervously at the two figures in the sky that were surging out of the two spiritual powers.

At this moment, both of them had a little pale on their faces, and it was obvious that the successive battles of Shicai had a great consumption on the two of them.

"You can't lose !! if you don't have a young man"

Ding Hualing's face was hideous, and he roared, and the crimson fire spiritual power in his body gushed out wildly.

"Huh."

Qin Yang sneered, his eyes were cold, and the cold ice power that also increased the spiritual power in his body gushed out, and the Extreme Cold Ice Lotus also operated.

Rumble!

On top of the huge ice-white sword, Sen Ran's extremely cold power spread, and the ice-white sword soared, as if cutting ice and snow.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Wrapped in the icy white sword, hundreds of flaming hell petal tentacles were all broken.

The next moment, the huge ice-white sword light was directly in the center of the huge hell flower under Qin Yang's advancement.

"Break it for the deity!"

Qin Yang's pupils were cold, and he shouted loudly.

Bang boom~!

The powerful Ice Sword Qi escaped, and the huge hell flower shattered violently, falling from the sky like a rain of fire.

Under the fire rain, in Ding Hualing's shocked eyes, the huge ice sword was unstoppable.

The icy sword is not yet close.

From above, hundreds of Dao Sen Han sword qi that escaped had already fallen on Ding Hualing's body.

Poof! Poof!

Ding Hualing's purple and luxurious robe was suddenly split under the fierce sword qi, and hundreds of openings were cut, like rags, draped on his body in an extremely embarrassing way.

Under the rag-like robe, blood marks also appeared on Ding Hualing's body.

Puff~!

One of the ice-white sword qi slashed across Ding Hualing's cheek, and a trace of blood suddenly flowed out.

The pain in his face brought Ding Hualing back to his senses.

Immediately, Ding Hualing's eyes were red, and he looked up at the ice giant sword that stopped a meter in front of him.

Although the ice giant sword was a meter away, the cold sword light that swallowed it had already enveloped his whole body.

At this time, at the other end of the giant sword, the white-clothed figure was looking at him indifferently with a cold look in his eyes.

"Master Ding Shaomen, you lost!"

Between heaven and earth, the faint seven words resounded, and in that voice, there was not much emotion, some were just a statement of facts.

And when these seven words rang in the ears of everyone.

Under the competition stage, the figures who were looking at the sky battle also came back to their senses violently.

Immediately, a light burst out from the pupils of those eyes.

The female disciples of the Floating Zero Palace even cast their bright eyes on the white-clothed figure, and the excited voices of discussion were also transmitted.

"It's over."

"The young master of the Thousand Fu Sect actually lost."

"Lord Qinyang has won!"

"The duel of the Fu Master is really exciting, so good to see the crying ......"

“……”

Above the sky, the results of the battle had already been separated, and anyone could see that as long as the huge ice-white sword light took one more step forward, it could shoot the head of the young master of the Thousand Fu Gate.

And at this moment, in the sky, Na Ding Hualing's whole body was torn by the sword qi, and he was quite embarrassed.

"In this talisman battle, it turned out that Lord Qin Yang had won!"

Chu Yueyan's beautiful eyes were also flashing with brilliance.

Ding Hualing was extremely talented on the way to Fu Dao, and he had a great reputation in the entire Great Xia Dynasty, but he lost to the hands of this Lord of Qinyang.

"Lord Qin Yang has won!"

At this moment, Zhao Tai's face was flushed with excitement, and the worship of Qin Yang in his heart reached an unstoppable level.

Lord Qin Yang is not only wonderful in the formation path, but also in the way of the Fu Dao, he is even more talented, and even the young master of the Thousand Fu Sect is not Lord Qin Yang's opponent.

Fairy Smoke Cloud had a pair of beautiful eyes that fell on the white-clothed body, and a hint of brilliance flashed in her bright eyes.

"The young master actually lost?! How can it be?! ”

Looking at the two figures in the sky, as well as the ice-white sword light that lay between the two figures, Fu Kun's eyes widened, and his lean old face became extremely ugly.

Beside him, Elder Fu Qian's fat face was also gloomy as water, and in those pupils, a cold light kept flashing.

In the hearts of everyone in the Thousand Fu Sect, the young master of the young sect with outstanding talent actually lost to a little lord in the Fu Fighting competition.

"It's impossible, Ben Shao actually lost in your hands!!"

Ding Hualing's eyes were red and staring at Qin Yang, his eyes were full of disbelief, or rather rather disbelief.

That handsome face, at this moment, was a little distorted, and roared.

The young master of his dignified Thousand Fu Sect, the future master of the Fu Dao, actually lost at the hands of a little lord that he had not paid attention to at the beginning.

"It seems that Master Ding Shaomen still needs to be sober!"

Seeing this, Qin Yang's eyes were cold.

Rumble!

The ice-white sword light in Qin Yang's hand burst out in an instant, and Sen Han's sword light swallowed out, falling directly on Ding Hualing's eyebrows.

At this moment, Ding Hualing felt the cold of his body.

It only takes one more point of the sword to put him to death.

"I, I...... Lose, lose......! ”

Ding Hualing's sleeves were crunched, his eyes were red, and he slowly lowered his head, his voice was hoarse.

Qin Yang glanced at Ding Hualing coldly, and he didn't bother to ink with this person anymore, and his right hand holding the Ice Giant Sword was forced.

Boom!

The long ice greatsword suddenly shattered, turning into a cloud of ice slag and spilling down from mid-air.

"Your Lord!"

Zhao Tailao's eyes were full of excitement, looking at the white-clothed figure.

Swish!

Qin Yang's figure flashed, and he walked towards the bottom of the martial arts platform.

However, just as Qin Yang turned around.

Ding Hualing, who had his head down, suddenly raised his head, and his red eyes were full of hideousness and madness, and there was also a touch of distortion on his face.

"Who said Ben Shao would lose?!"

Ding Hualing's voice was full of hideous resentment, murderous, and with a flip of his right hand, a black talisman covered with supernatural and mysterious runes appeared in his hand. (To be continued.) )