Chapter 42: The Winner

Jiutian squinted his eyes slightly, staring at this figure, and as Jiutian expected, this white figure was Lin Yirou, who was fighting with a red-clothed young man opposite in the ring. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the young man in red who fought against Lin Yirou hadn't seen him in this sect for nine days, so he didn't know who it was.

But the person who can fight against Lin Yirou for so long without being defeated is by no means an ordinary person.

When they met that day, Lin Yirou's cultivation had reached the tenth level of cultivation in the Qi training period, and a few days had passed since that day, and he had obtained Zhu Huangguo, I am afraid that even if he did not break through to the foundation building period, he would be close to the cultivation of the foundation building period.

The young man on the other side can be opposite Lin Yirou, and he can be evenly divided, so his cultivation will definitely not be inferior to Lin Yirou.

Just looking at this situation, Lin Yirou shouldn't have used her trick Qingyue Phantom Slash, otherwise the situation on the field would not be so good.

But!

Jiutian paused, and turned his gaze to the young man in red, but it seemed that the young man in red was not as simple as it seemed, and it seemed that he had a spare hand!

Of course, it is also a great luck to have such two disciples with such high talents in such a small sect.

And it's definitely the last competition

The final competition to decide who wins, who loses, who is the first in the inner door, and who is the first in the outer door.

The competition in the ring continues.....

The onlookers below were still watching the situation in the ring, talking in a low voice.

Zhang Li, you, the head of the sect, have done a good job, being able to cultivate a young talent like Wang Yan can actually be tied with my apprentice Yirou! The white-haired old man in a purple robe who was sitting in the middle of several old men suddenly spoke.

The purple-robed old man's eyes were firmly fixed on the young man in red clothes who was fighting with Lin Yirou in one of the rings, and his face showed appreciation.

The person who can be in the middle position is not the master, that is, the Taishang Elder whose strength is even higher than the master, and the Taishang Elder is also the only cultivator of the Qingyue Sect who has entered the Jindan stage.

Elder Li Yang laughed, no matter how powerful my apprentice Wang Yan is, he is not as good as your apprentice Yirou!

Your apprentice has learned the stunt of the ancestor of this faction, Qingyue Illusion Slash, how can he be the opponent of the apprentice Wang Yan, no matter how talented he is!

An old man in a blue robe wearing blue stripes who was sitting next to the purple-robed old man replied, this old man was different from several other old men, his beard was still black, while the beards of the other old men were all white.

This also indirectly proves that among them, this old man is probably the youngest of them.

It's just that his tone seems to have a sense of retreat towards the purple-robed old man in the center, which makes people feel that he is a little jealous of this old man.

However, there was something in his words, although he gave in to the old man a little, but it was not difficult to hear his dissatisfaction with the old man in the purple robe.

In fact, it was nothing more than complaining that Elder Taishang had always been unwilling to teach him the Qingyue Phantom Slash as the head of the house.

Suddenly, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and then it seemed that everyone's attention turned to the ring, the ring that belonged to the outer disciples.

I don't know when, the young man named Xiaohe has already made a move, holding the black broad-bladed sword tightly with both hands, stepping forward and taking a few quick steps, slashing towards Yin Jian on the opposite side.

The Xuantie heavy sword slashed down with a furious force, and when the big sword slashed out, there was still a trace of thunder and lightning, and the surrounding forbidden light curtain produced a slight fluctuation.

And Yin Jian was also very dexterous when facing each other, his footsteps moved slightly, and he moved a few steps to the side, dodging this slash.

With the successful dodge, Yin Jian did not hesitate at all, silently recited the law, his hands were sealed, and with a wave of his big hand, three ice picks in his hands turned into afterimages and shot towards Xiaohe.

Of course, those who can walk into the ring, who are all incompetent, and when the icicle was about to hit Xiaohe, Xiaohe quickly slammed the black sword to his chest.

Bang!

The three icicles were successfully blocked by the black greatsword, making three crisp sounds, and the three icicles were shattered into pieces.

However, no one expected that in the next second, Xiaohe's footsteps with a heavy sword suddenly became weird.

Xiaohe's footsteps were fast, dragging the black sword, like a phantom, and quickly rushed towards Yin Jian on the opposite side.

This is...... Seven Peerless Nine Heavens stared at the young man holding the heavy sword in the ring, his brows furrowed.

This blow was so sudden that Yin Jian almost didn't react, and in an instant, he also felt that something was wrong.

When he saw Xiaohe clearly, Xiaohe had already jumped high and slashed towards him with a heavy sword in his hand.

Rumble!

With a bang, Yin Jian's body was shocked out of the ring, and his body fell not far from the ring.

Burst!

Yin Jian spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body trembled a little.

Xiaohe slowly walked out of the ring, came to Yin Jian's side, and pointed at him with a black sword: You are defeated!