He Youwei just wanted to see Ling Shaoqing's panicked appearance.

finally has such a chance to get rid of him, so naturally I don't want to give him any chance to turn over. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Without wasting a moment's time, he snapped his fingers and directly announced the start of the third round of martial arts.

He Youwei looked at Ling Shaoqing with a playful face, and looked at Ling Shaoqing's eyes at this time, as if he was looking at a sheep waiting to die.

There is no longer any suspense about victory.

With the self of the martial artists of the Scattered Human Realm, who else can take away the glory at their fingertips in this martial arts!

The draw was carried out according to the previous situation, and the two fought in pairs, but unfortunately there was no possibility of a bye.

However, even if there is no bye, Dong Honghammer's luck has indeed been vividly reflected, and the "No. 4" was drawn, which indicates that it was in the second fight, and the opponent drawn was the only woman, Wu Yingsleeve.

"Trapped Beast Fight, give you this glimmer of hope, I'll see your hopes shattered later!" Seeing the results of the draw, He Youwei smiled coldly, snorted, and announced the start of the martial arts.

Mutai, Shen Wantong and Zhou Changqing stood together.

In terms of cultivation alone, the cultivation of the two of them is undoubtedly the two highest in this martial arts.

Shen Wantong is a first-order martial artist in the Sanren Realm, and Zhou Changqing also has the level of the Great Perfection of the Lay Realm.

In the eyes of others, the fight between these two should be regarded as the finals in advance.

Zhou Changqing looked refined, his face was cold, his whole body was tense, he was holding his breath and concentrating, facing the first-order martial artist of the Sanren Realm, it could be regarded as mobilizing all his momentum, but not only did he not have a trace of fear, his eyes also revealed a strong battle intent.

With both hands behind his back, he directly held the hilt of the two narrow swords behind him.

Shen Wantong still looked so disdainful, even if he was facing a martial artist in the Great Perfection of the Lay Realm, he still held his hands on his chest, hung his son, and said with a sneer, "Two swords? Do you still naively think that the more swords, the more powerful? ”

Zhou Changqing was unmoved by his provocation, his whole body maintained a half-bowed posture, and his voice was indifferent and cold, "Is it going to become powerful, don't you know if you try it yourself?" ”

"Shameless boy! Watch me break your hands! Shen Wantong shouted angrily and shot first.

Fountain Mudra!!

The eternal moves, the martial artists who have reached his level, only pay attention to the effect of the moves, not the gorgeous.

The handprint condensed by the vitality of the martial artist of the Scattered Human Realm is more than ordinary, and the continuous water vapor of the group is condensed together, which is clearly a soft flow of water, and after condensing into a handprint, it immediately becomes fierce and domineering, aiming at Zhou Changqing and smashing it down directly.

Zhou Changqing's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes froze, and his hands suddenly moved when the handprint swept to his forehead.

There was a crisp sound, and the narrow sword was unsheathed.

In the blink of an eye, I saw more than 100 silver mangs flickering rapidly, and the sword mangs passed by, directly cutting the condensing spring handprint completely, accompanied by a loud sound, the condensed handprint shape collapsed, turning into a slightly cool stream of water.

These more than 100 sword rays not only cut the Ningquan handprint smoothly, but most importantly, they cut the vitality of Shen Wantong's handprint gathered in this water flow.

After all, the mudra formed by the condensation of the vitality of the water attribute belongs to a disembodied thing, and it is impossible to slash it by slashing alone.

It can be seen that Zhou Changqing's strength is indeed not simple, at least it can make Shen Wantong face it.

Shen Wantong's face sank, and he said coldly, "I underestimate you kid a little." However, do you think that with this little trick, you can challenge the authority of the martial artists of the Scattered Human Realm! ”

After finishing speaking, his hands suddenly closed, and the two palms struck each other, making a crisp sound of "pop".

The water scattered on the ground suddenly gathered again, and under the control of Shen Wantong, it re-condensed into the shape of a handprint.

Warriors who have reached the realm of laymen are good at manipulating the vitality between heaven and earth, and when the mudra of this water attribute begins to gather water qi, the loss of vitality is quite large, but as long as the water flow does not dissipate, it can be used directly and continuously, and the loss is not too large.

Especially if he waited for Shen Wantong to fight in that kind of place with strong water and gas, then his strength would be greatly improved.

The pale blue water is a handprint formed by the condensation of vitality, and between the five fingers, it grabs towards Zhou Changqing's body.

This mudra is as big as the palm of a giant, and with it, Zhou Changqing is really weak.

More than a hundred sword rays emerged, splitting the handprint, but this was a meaningless move at all.

No matter how many times he unfolded that mudra, without harming Shen Wantong's roots, he could gather them again indefinitely.

Zhou Changqing's strength is indeed very good, the higher the level of sword comprehension in "Infinite Sword Spectrum", the more number of swords that can be wielded. Yu He, who had not been practicing this martial art for a long time, could only achieve the point of one sword and seven mangs.

And Zhou Changqing is much stronger, his hands are boundless, and there are more than fifty sword rays that come out of his sword.

With these hands, Zhou Changqing can basically be invincible when facing a martial artist of the same level.

Few people could withstand the joint attack of more than a hundred sword rays.

But he was facing the Ningquan Handprint that needed to be broken strongly, which Zhou Changqing did not have.

If this stalemate continues, the longer it lasts, the more unfavorable it will be for him.

Don't look at Zhou Changqing as a martial artist of the Great Perfection of the Lay Realm, and the level of the Scattered Human Realm is only a layer of window paper.

However, this layer of window paper is like a moat, dividing the Dzogchen realm and the scattered realm into two different extremes.

Because the vitality of the martial artists of the Sanren Realm has been liquefied into the Yuan Dan, the reserves of the Yuan Qi contained in it are ten times thicker than the martial artists of the Great Perfection of the Lay Realm.

Hard consumption must not be the opponent of the other party, Zhou Changqing quickly thought of this, gritted his teeth, danced with two swords, and danced two sword flowers on both sides of his body.

The buzzing and trembling sound sounded rapidly, and Zhou Changqing broke through the gathering of Ning Quan's handprints in an instant, and rushed to the front of Shen Wantong, the sword light flashed, and swept towards his body.

More than a hundred sword rays were amazing, the bright light was confused, and those onlookers in the distance flashed in front of their eyes, and they couldn't help but squint.

I heard the sound of breaking through the air, and then there was a loud sound, and it was like the sound of water breaking through the waves.

Mutai, Zhou Changqing's speed is fast enough, but Shen Wantong's speed is even faster.

He had just rushed out of the condensing spring handprint, and before he could get close to Shen Wantong's side, he saw Shen Wantong's ten fingers tremble, and instantly gathered all the water and gas around him, surrounding him.

The brilliant sword light swept around Shen Wantong's body, but it couldn't break through the outer layer of the water curtain defense at all.

"I can't help myself." Shen Wantong sneered, and as soon as his body moved, the layers of water curtains suddenly exploded, turning into a surging force and rushing straight ahead.

Zhou Changqing was caught off guard, even though he had already stood two long swords horizontally in front of him, he still couldn't resist the atmosphere contained in this water vapor, and was directly blown out, in mid-air, and snorted.

Standing on his feet and sliding for a long distance in succession, his backward momentum finally stopped.

Shen Wantong's water attribute vitality carries a cold breath, because his original cultivation place is in the place of the Yin Pool, absorbing the cold water qi in the Yin Pool, hurting people and poisoning, as long as he is slightly crossed by his Yuan Qi, it can make the cold qi enter the body and hurt the meridians.

I saw that Zhou Changqing's face was pale, his lips were purple, and his whole body was shaking slightly, which was clearly caused by the cold breath entering his body.

If his own root power attribute is fire, he can still expel this cold qi, but his own attribute is gold, although he is sharp and fierce, he can't expel this breath in his body in this battle.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Zhou Changqiang's whole body was full of momentum, completely revealing the feeling of metallic edge.

"Sure enough, it's a martial artist in the Scattered Human Realm, it seems that if you don't show your real skills, you will be underestimated."

"Oh? Haven't you shown your true strength yet? Imps who are not ashamed to speak! ”

Shen Wantong was a little annoyed, his face was hideous, his body suddenly leaned forward slightly, and he rushed towards Zhou Changqing in an instant, he stood with his legs side by side, he didn't move at all, the whole person was like water skiing, and the speed was fast.

The figure has not yet rushed, the momentum of the waves has been pressed, the water vapor is surging, and Shen Wantong's body has been flooded with a burst of crystal light blue, under the background of the sun, sparkling, especially eye-catching.

Under the pressure of this momentum, Zhou Changqing suddenly closed his eyes, his body was half-squatting, and his hand was firmly holding the long sword in his hand, and the sword light rose and condensed into a sword.

A golden light slowly emerged from Zhou Changqing's surroundings, instantly enveloping his whole person, his momentum was as calm as an abyss, and there was a sense of stagnation of momentum.

Ling Shaoqing, who was watching from afar, had his eyes lit up, and faintly felt a momentum of wind and rain coming to the building.

secretly sighed, "It is worthy of being a descendant disciple of the Wuji Sword Sect, it is really extraordinary." ”

Although Shen Wantong felt something, his movements did not pause at all, and he still rushed over without hesitation.

Ning Quan's handprint suddenly condensed, like a palm falling from the sky, and slapped towards Zhou Changqing's body, as if he wanted to slap him directly into a meatloaf.

Shen Wantong approached his body, the condensing spring handprint was full of momentum, Zhou Changqing's curled up body suddenly unfolded, his eyes suddenly opened, and the golden light rumbled out, with a surging aura of the beginning of the world and the rising sun.

A long whistling sound came from Zhou Changqing's mouth.

"Big Nikko Wheel!!"