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The competition of the qi refining group directed by Bai Hao and Feng Qingyu is going on fiercely at the moment. The Kunlun disciples looked at Bai Hao and Feng Qingyu, who were mighty, and they also had a strange feeling in their hearts.

To be honest, they didn't know Bai Hao and Feng Qingyu, and even some people didn't even know their names. But at this moment, they are undoubtedly imprinted in everyone's heart.

It's an honor to fight for the sect.

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"Bai Hao, Bai Hao, Bai Hao!"

"Wind Green Feather, Wind Green Feather!"

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The Kunlun disciples shouted and cheered for Bai Hao and Feng Qingyu, and the sound of ** was like a bell ringing in the sky. Seeing this, Bai Hao and Feng Qingyu all had smiles on their faces.

Bai Hao looked at the opponent in front of him, smiled coldly, and said, "Have you seen it, this is the cohesion of a sect." And you, today, are doomed to failure. ”

"Really?"

The shadow glanced at Bai Hao faintly, and with a flash, his body disappeared into the darkness again. Seeing this, Bai Hao's crimson eyes also narrowed into a line, and he jumped forward, but he narrowly avoided the shadow's sneak attack.

In fact, Shadow's strength is quite not weak. Even, even some ordinary Qi Refining Consummation was not his opponent, but unfortunately, he ran into Bai Hao.

Although Bai Hao's strength realm is at the back level of Qi refining, his true combat power can reach the initial level of foundation building. Moreover, the biggest advantage of the foundation building stage, the flying of the sword, Bai Hao has already learned it.

"Bang. ”

A heavy dull sound exploded, and the shadow's body retreated. He looked at Bai Hao, and a turbulent wave surged in his heart. Just now, he obviously used ten points of strength, but why, why was he unharmed?

"What kind of strength are you?" asked Shadow at last.

Hearing this, Bai Hao smiled slightly and said, "Don't you know, I'm just a late-level Qi refiner." In this small Qi Refining Group, I'm afraid it's still the end of the stream, right?"

"You fart. ”

When Ying heard this, he couldn't help but burst out with a foul mouth. He was very confident in his own strength, and he believed that an ordinary Qi Refining Rank was definitely not his opponent. Not to mention the post-level of qi refining, even if the qi refining is complete, it is the same.

But why Bai Hao him?

Ying can't figure it out, but he won't be willing to fail.

At this moment, I saw him take more than a dozen steps back, and then closed his eyes slightly. Seeing this, Bai Hao knew that he might be about to perform the ** technique, so he slowly moved a few steps, his whole body tense.

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At the moment when the battle between Bai Hao and Ying tended to be white-hot, the battle on Feng Qingyu's side had also come to an end. I saw that Feng Qingyu closed his eyes tightly, and when he moved his right hand, he saw huge raindrops falling.

The crowd didn't feel anything wrong, but his opponent was miserable. Those raindrops, they stuck to themselves like maggots on tarsal bones. Little by little, they soaked into their skin, eating away at the flesh.

"Whew, whew. ”

Those raindrops were getting more and more urgent, and Lan Canglan, who was fighting against Feng Qingyu, was shocked, knowing that he had to fight quickly. Feng Qingyu's momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and in the end, it must be himself who suffers.

"Whew. ”

Lan Canglan exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and immediately, he looked up at the sky, the flute in his hand stretched out, but the whole person exuded an ethereal and dusty breath.

"I'll admit, you're strong, but you've met me. Lan Canglan looked at Feng Qingyu and said in a low voice.

Feng Qingyu glanced at Lan Canglan coldly, but did not reply. For him, Lan Canglan, who was also a complete Qi refiner, was not his opponent at all. He was confident that he could fight with the beginner level of the foundation.

Although, he certainly can't win, but at least, he can go undefeated.

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Although Lan Canglan is strong, Feng Qingyu is very confident that he will never be defeated by him. His master was watching there, and if he was defeated, what would the master think?

"Huh. ”

Feng Qingyu sneered, and suddenly, the long sword in his hand suddenly erupted into a thunderous sound. And at the moment when this thunder sounded, the sky suddenly darkened for some reason.

Dark clouds obscured the sky without warning.

Thunder, lightning, all at once.

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Looking at the gloomy sky, almost everyone was out of breath. People looked at Feng Qingyu in the battle zone, but saw that he was covered in silver, as if he was possessed by the god of thunder.

"You, you're a mutated spirit vein. ”

"Thunder attribute spirit vein?"

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Lan Canglan's face turned pale and retreated, and the flute in his hand didn't know when it had fallen to the ground. At this moment, in his heart, it was already full of Feng Qingyu's heroic figure.

He knew that he had actually lost the competition so far.

Moreover, there is no suspense about defeat.

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On the other side, Bai Hao was a little surprised when he saw that Feng Qingyu had made such a big battle. However, he was really happy for Feng Qingyu. There is such a strong apprentice, and he also has a light on his face, doesn't he?

Hehe.

Just when he was thinking about something, suddenly, the shadow on the opposite side seemed to be finally brewing, and suddenly, he took a leap, and a black shadow appeared behind him.

"Montenegro, ghost. ”

As soon as the shadow's voice fell, I saw that the black shadows behind him suddenly turned into hideous ghosts, roaring towards Bai Hao. Although Bai Hao was not stunned, his right hand flipped over, but there was an unremarkable wooden sword in his palm.

"The shadows in the world are all dreamy empty flowers. Look at my impermanence, shattering the invisible and insubstantial shadow. ”

With that, Bai Hao's crimson eyes suddenly erupted with an astonishing burst of light. Then, I saw his wooden sword move, but it stabbed at those black shadows in a mysterious arc.

I don't know how long it has been, whether it is a moment, or a moment, or an eternity...... Shadow felt like her time had stopped. Anyone, any shadow, anything tangible and intangible stood still.

"Click. ”

I don't know how long it took, but Shadow seemed to hear a low click, and suddenly, the things that had stopped were back in motion. Shadow came back to his senses, but saw that there was a wooden sword between his neck, and he didn't know when there was already a wooden sword.

He looked at Bai Hao, for a long, long time......

"You won. Shadow said lightly.

"Thank you very much. Bai Hao said.

"Can you tell me what your last sword was called?" asked Shadow. Hearing this, Bai Hao smiled slightly and said, "Its name is ...... Snatching. ”

"The sword in his hand is not thinking, and the impermanence is terrifying. ”

"Impermanence Knife Technique, Third Style, Capture Spirit!"

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"Snatching the spirit?"

Shadow chewed on the name repeatedly, and found that it really deserved it. Snatching the soul, wasn't his three souls and seven souls taken away just now? Moreover, listening to Bai Hao, it was still a sword technique. This point makes Ying more and more admired.

Since ancient times, those who can use swordsmanship in swordsmanship are all masters. Their understanding, talent, heart, and so on, are all superior talents.

This kid has a bright future!

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Ying silently returned to Mo Zhicong's side and said, "Scholar, I'm sorry, I lost." ”

Mo Zhicong looked at the movie, and then looked at Lan Canglan, who came back from defeat first, and his face suddenly turned extremely blue. Originally, he wanted to make Kunlun lose face again, but he didn't expect that his disciples of the Eight Extremes Academy would be defeated?

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