In the evening of the same day, the two of them did not stop at the Five Elements Sect and hurried to Phoenix City.

Tomorrow, the quarterfinals of the Yuanying duel will be held as scheduled, the cold wind starts from the qualifying round, and Ian who defeated the undead in the knockout stage has caused a lot of repercussions in the Xiuzhen world.

He, Su Jinglu and Yourou returned to the small courtyard in Phoenix.

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At night, the wind blows.

In tomorrow's quarterfinals, he will face Yi Yun's Lingdu, Ethereal, and Chu Xiaoxiao from the snowy Mosul, and Yves Saint Laurent's Druid, one of the four seeded players, no matter who it is, the difficulty will be raised by one notch.

The cool breeze outside, the inside of the house was stuffy, and he walked softly out of the door, along the dark corridor outside, to the end, around a gloomy corner, into the dark backyard.

The moonlight is rising, and the wind is blowing

In the backyard, the doors and windows are old, and the bricks and stones are simple.

As soon as I walked in, I smelled the mildew of rotting wood moss. The leaves of the old vines are dense and thick, covering the shade of the yard.

The lattices of the large tiled houses are narrow and dense, and the room is dark and winter.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and with a slight touch, the woman's light steps were as light as a swallow.

He quickly left the backyard and returned to the courtyard, the door opened gently, and it turned out that You Rou had come here with the glamorous Chu Xiaoxiao.

"Brother Hanfeng, let's see who is coming, the list of the quarterfinals will come out tomorrow, Miss Xiao Xiao specially came to meet you......" You Rou didn't come back with Su Jinglu, and said with a smile.

"Boy Hanfeng, tell you an unfortunate news, tomorrow your opponent is an ethereal from Yi Yun, the Nine Flavors of Heavenly Destiny True Fire, and the strength is much higher than that of Ian of the Undead Department, you have to be mentally prepared......" Chu Xiaoxiao's golden tassel dress was the base, draped in a pale yellow satin cloak, and his expression was relaxed.

It turned out to be ethereal, but fortunately, the Mandate of Heaven is not allowed to be used in the Yuanying Duel, otherwise it will be painful......

"It's okay, you four seeded players, no matter who you meet, it's a tough fight......" Breaking through the windless realm, he really has some confidence.

Xiao Xiao nodded: "It seems that you still have some confidence, I came to you so late just to tell you in advance that in the quarterfinals, the seeded players face the four of you directly, and they have some psychological advantages, and it is easy to underestimate the enemy...... I suggest that you don't hide it, just use the Seven Kills Sword Technique, and fight quickly, you are still in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and it is not suitable to fall in love with the ......"

"Yes, Brother Feng, use your Seven Kills Sword Technique, let the Xiuzhen World see it, the leader of the wind system, the true strength of the first in the Nine Dragons......" You Rou smiled on the side.

"By the way, Yourou, why didn't Su Jinglu come back with you......"

"He went to the black market to help you find a sword to take advantage of, thinking that tomorrow you will have to use the Seven Kills Sword Technique, and you need a weapon to take advantage of......"

"Miss Xiao Xiao, who is your opponent, why are you not in a hurry at all, you are so sure that you can easily win......" He looked at the golden tassel, Chu Xiaoxiao, who was indifferently and quiet, a little curious.

"My opponent is Qianhua from the cold gate of the Wind City, and her stunt is also the Seven Kills Sword Technique, fortunately, the duel between me and Qianhua is ranked after you and Ethereal, I can familiarize myself with the Seven Kills Sword Technique in advance through your fight with Ethereal......"

Xiao Xiao smiled gently, his smile as calm as moonlight.

"Well, tomorrow's showdown between me and Ethereal is the first few ......"

"The second game, the first game is Ling Du against Leng Qianqiu of the Bright God Cult......" Yourou replied.

After all, he wasn't the first to appear, and the cold wind breathed a sigh of relief......

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The scorching sun is like fire, and on the Phoenix Stage, a fierce battle is in full swing.

Leng Qianqiu vs. Ling Du, the first battle of the quarterfinals.

did not disappoint, in the passionate shouts of 100,000 spectators, the waves were magnificent.

On the Phoenix Stage, you come and go, dozens of rounds of true power against Gang, Ling Du did not use all his strength, nor did he use the Seven Kills Sword Technique from the Hanmen, but used Yi Yun's original martial arts, and the wind was like a tide.

Ling Du's true strength is only a line away from the Yuan Void Period, full of strength, step by step.

Leng Qianqiu was tired of dealing with Ling Du's tidal attack.

Leng Qianqiu tried his best, and the primordial infant body at its peak was extremely explosive, with a bright pulse and a thousand rays of light.

The lightness of the wind, the agility of the fluttering, the Lingdu real force pulse, with extremely strong dialysis characteristics, everywhere, the wind moves like a tide, making the Phoenix Typhoon surge and the wind blade raging.

Leng Qianqiu fought to the death, and his whole body burst out with extremely strong light energy, and a dazzling white light erupted, and everywhere he went, there was a bright light.

The wind has no second, and the offensive attribute of the wind is incisive, and Ling Du does not give Leng Qianqiu a chance to breathe at all.

Under the long battle, Leng Qianqiu was defeated and retreated, Ling Du was unstoppable, and he won first!

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The third floor of the Moon Viewing Pavilion is full of spirit!

The lark sitting in the middle of the position smiled, looked at Leng Yuechan on the left, and said: "Brother Leng, your son is really outstanding, and he has no choice but to meet Ling Du, who is attacking so flamboyantly, it's a pity......"

The fluttering god on the other side echoed with a smile: "It seems that the emperor's crown of this year's Yuanying duel is none other than Ling Du, the cold wind that ranks first in the Nine Dragons, and the fire is a little worse ......."

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The wind is surging, and it is about to erupt.

The cold wind is coming to Phoenix Terrace again!

First, in the battle of the trapped beasts, he defeated the wolf and obtained the qualification to participate in the Yuan Infant Duel, and then, in the confrontation with the undead Ian, he made a thrilling explosion and advanced strongly.

He can always create excitement for the audience, and after two performances, he has accumulated a lot of fanatical fans.

Ethereal, Jiuyu ranked fifth, the best among Yi Yun's forty-ninth disciples, black-clothed and splendid, long-sleeved and good at dancing, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a smooth face, cold and high, and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows.

On the phoenix platform, two people gathered ten meters together, ethereal and light, black clothes fluttering, capable and neat, two short swords in their hands, cold light sharp.

The cold wind is a white brocade robe today, calm, full of gangsterism, the two people look at each other, and they don't give in to each other.

"Ethereal girl, meet for the first time, fortunately ......" The cold wind is neither humble nor arrogant, and smiles slightly.

"I don't know how Mr. Roland predicted that you would be ranked first in the Nine Dragons, as far as I can see, my senior brother Ling Du is the first person in the Wind Department, and the first in the Nine Dragons is well deserved. With a suspicious look on his face, his two swords in his hands, he said coldly.

"O'...... How can you be sure I'm not Ling Du's opponent......"

"You have forgotten that once you were on top of the Wind City in the Wind City, you lost to Senior Brother Ling Du once, and it stands to reason that the first in Jiuyu will not lose. "Ethereal is very calm and confident.

"Okay...... What I want to say is that the purpose of my coming to Phoenix Terrace is to prove myself again, and above this, no one can stop me, including ......you, "Cold Wind's voice turned sharply and became cold.

Ethereal was surprised, the double swords in his hand flew around a few times, and he smiled lightly: "What a big breath, since you are the wind system, then I will also use swordsmanship to fight against you......"

"Are you using the same wind that Ling Du used......" He drew his soft sword, ready to attack.

"It's not...... I used the Seven Kills Sword Technique that my senior brother taught me, ......"

It was very surprising that he used the Seven Kills Sword Technique!

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It's too late, it's fast, the ethereal real power is running, the sword of thought is stripped from the primordial spirit, blessed on the double sword, thunderous, and directly uses the fifth form of the Seven Kills Sword Technique, the seven stars look at the moon, and the speed is ten meters per second......

Skillful swordsmanship, cutting through the air, making a 'hiss' sound, the power of a thousand jun, unstoppable, sharp sword stabs, right in the center of the eyebrows.

The cold wind was hit by a sword and pierced through the skull, but the smiling face did not change in the slightest, and no blood rushed out, and after a while, it turned into nothingness!

Phantom......

Unreal Shadow......

Only then did he realize that what he stabbed was only a phantom, it was incredible, his seven kills in one step were already faster than the wind speed, and he could still separate the phantom to confuse himself......

Ethereal misses the blow and begins to become impatient......

A fiery temper is ignited!

Han Feng also used a move of the Seven Kills Sword Technique, Ling Feng Phantom, but he had no intention of attacking, but quietly created a shadow and stayed in place, and his true body had been transferred ten meters away.

"Nine Tricks No. 1, not everyone can do it, not Ling Du can't......" The cold wind faced the ethereal, full formation, and was not pretentious.

"You are not worthy of being my senior brother's opponent......" Ethereal held his twin swords and volleyed into the air.

It was also Ling Feng Phantom, Quadruple Phantom, Quadruple Human Shadow, and Spy Shadow were all in a row, and the ethereal expanded the killing area, and the murderous aura spread......

The result was the same, and it was only the phantom clones that were defeated.

The sword aura was pervasive, and the murderous intent was unrepentant, again and again, and again and again, and the five consecutive attacks all failed......

Ethereal is about to go crazy, and since every attack is instantaneous, it is necessary to locate the location of the cold wind through spiritual sense.

The problem is here, not only is his body erratic, but he is also slowly disappearing, that is to say, the ethereal spiritual sense has lost its vision, and he can't find the existence of the cold wind at all.

'Has he reached the realm of no wind'......

Panting and breathing, the small breasts fell together......

The audience began to heckle again, and all they saw was the ethereal fluttering black clothes, the seven killing sword tricks, the sword light flashing, and the vast number of swords and shadows were killing and killing on the Phoenix Stage, and I don't know how many white-clothed 'cold winds' were killed.

Seven or eight rounds in a row, but I never saw that Hanfeng had any offensive movements, and he didn't use the Seven Kills Sword Technique, seven steps and seven kills, just dodging and dodging.

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The lark frowned and said, "It's a little mysterious, the pace of the cold wind is a little erratic, can it be ......?"

Piao Shen pinched his mustache and said with a smile: "Finch God, I feel a little dizzy when I see it, who is your disciple of the Han Sect, how can you use the Seven Kills Sword Technique ethereally, and the movement of the cold wind also comes from the Seven Kills Sword Technique...... The terrifying thing is that the cold wind actually has six phantom ......"

is also a wind martial god, although his one-sword fluttering trick is very different from the seven-killing sword trick, but the principle of phantom clones is still the same, the higher the realm, the more the number of doppelganger phantoms.

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The blindness of the ethereal psychic sense is actually similar to the stall of the codename Raptor.

No wind......

Windless Realm......

The principle of capturing spiritual consciousness is actually to locate and spy with the help of the propagation of the wind, and if there is no wind movement, it is dark for the spiritual consciousness......

The cold wind has mastered the windless realm and can create rhythm in the windless environment!

It can also be in a windy environment, the rhythm of the body is reversed, one positive and one negative, one valley and one peak, canceling each other, similar to creating a vacuum on the outer surface of the body, isolating the wind movement from the outside world.

The spiritual sense can't find the location of the cold wind, it is completely a blind fight, and it is a continuous flutter, and now even the strength to be angry is almost gone, but she still has not given up, she wants to defend the supremacy, the majesty of the ethereal city.

Ethereal used all her strength, attracting all the true power, the Phoenix Platform was only three or four hundred squares, she used the last move, the group attack technique, the Meteor Nine Swords, through the plane attack, to carry out an overwhelming attack without dead ends.

She looked at the cold wind with a light smile on her face, gritted her teeth with hatred, and her fluttering long hair was messy in the wind, and it was about to explode, and the volley burst into the air!

Nine palaces and six sides, six nine fifty-four swords, fifty-four swords, like the wind and illusion!

The whole process only took 3 seconds, it was too fast, the sword bodies of the two swords drew an arc effect in the air, and the sound of explosions came and went, the sword arc and the air rubbed rapidly, and the sparks flickered.

Seeing the cold wind in his eyes, he raised his vigilance, and all the six phantoms were sacrificed, and the seven stars looked at the moon, tossing and turning!

The ethereal wind danced wildly, and in just ten seconds, he used three meteor nine swords, and he shot 162 swords, that is to say, an average of 16 swords per second......

The furious sword qi battled, and the air above the Phoenix Terrace rose sharply, and the air was filled with the smell of burning metal......

As the leader of Yi Yun's new generation of disciples, he really lives up to his reputation, and the frequency of sixteen swords in one second is even a cold wind, and he sighs to himself......

The ethereal is already the end of the strong crossbow, and after the three meteors and nine swords, he sweats like rain, and his face is weak!

Han Feng took a deep breath, if it weren't for the fact that he had mastered the windless realm and shielded his ethereal spiritual sense, it would be inevitable that he would break his muscles and bones in today's battle.

If you don't know whether you are alive or dead, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult to keep a whole corpse.

He didn't do anything, he didn't give the ethereal a chance to breathe, the seven killing sword tricks, the breeze face, the footwork that changed the rhythm of the movement, the footwork of the windless realm, silent, ghostly, and in an instant, he came to the back of the ethereal, gently pasted it, and grabbed the sharp double sword......

Grab the sword!

Snatched Yi Yun's ethereal twin swords!

Shocking......

Ethereal completely lost the strength to resist, and he lost his temper, a trace of tears crossed the corner of his eye, and said: "How did you do it, ghost-like ......"

He smiled indifferently, let go of his slender jade hand, leaned into her ear, and whispered: "I said, on the Phoenix Stage, no one can stop me......"

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