Qingluan and Lin Xia stood on the high Sparrow Spirit Platform, they couldn't hear the boiling sound below, nor could they hear the sound of speculation below, they only had each other in their eyes, the undying opponent in front of them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Xia was a little proud, he looked at Qingluan, the entire White Tiger Academy, he was only afraid of that person, everyone else, he had a hard time.

Although Qingluan shattered the martial bones of his waste brother, he didn't think that people from a small place like Qingzhai City were his opponents, and besides, the Qing family was easily destroyed by the Lin family, so what kind of powerful characters could the Qing family cultivate.

"Come on...... Let's fight! Lin Xia had an indescribable excitement on his face.

Qingluan's spear shook, not talking nonsense with Lin Xia, the spear head spun and stabbed at Lin Xia, and the spear head attacked like a dragon. Lin Xia's long sword shook, and he also rushed towards Qingluan, bursts of cold light flickering.

Under the Sparrow Spirit Stage, all the voices disappeared, they held their breath, quietly watching every move on the Sparrow Spirit Stage, and even those old antiques consciously shut up and did not speak.

The first time the two came into contact, they were separated by a touch, but they only stayed for a moment, and then they fought together, Lin Xia's sword was ingenious, and his moves were often unexpected, and Qingluan's spear style was domineering, so that Lin Xia couldn't get half a penny. The dragon fights, and the subtle moves make the people below secretly scream.

"That kid named Qingluan is peculiar, he clearly uses a gun, but he uses a knife to be domineering, but this is not the right way after all, I think Lin Xia's chances of winning are much greater!" An old antique said.

"I don't think so, you see that although Qingluan is domineering with guns, he is dexterous, which is simply another trend of using guns, compared with the two, I am more optimistic about Qingluan." Another antique said.

These old antiques, they don't care about the feelings of the big family at all, and they don't have to care about what the big family thinks of them, they are not afraid of the revenge of the big family, they are all alone, there is no family drag, those so-called big families want to retaliate against them, it is very difficult, if they are provoked, they can make those big families restless, even the Chen family and the Lin family.

Several old antiques got together, and even started the gambling game, each pressed some treasures, and gambled.

Judging from the gambling game, there are far more people who value Lin Xia than Qingluan.

The dean of the White Tiger Academy looked at Jin He and asked, "Do you think it is Lin Xia who wins the noodles or Qingluan who wins the noodles?" ”

"I'm not going to guess about that." Jin He kept his eyes on the Sparrow Spirit Stage, looked at Qingluan, who was inseparable from Lin Xia, and said to the dean of the White Tiger Academy: "Qingluan, this kid was only in the fourth realm a few months ago, and in just a few months, he has grown like this!" ”

On the Sparrow Spirit Stage, the two guns exchanged swords, often dodging the fatal blow between the lines, and at the same time counterattacking.

"Boy, you're good, my waste brother lost at your hands, don't be wronged!" Lin Xia said confidently: "But he told me that you are only a fourth realm cultivator, this information is wrong, in my opinion, it should have been a long time since you entered the fifth realm, but ......"

Lin Xia had a hideous smile on his face, although he and Qingluan were on equal footing during this time, he hadn't used his true strength yet, and then he was going to let Qingluan lose.

"Sword Beidou!"

Lin Xia's sword tip is seven points, and the seven points of sword light are connected together, just like the Beidou in the sky, after seven o'clock, the points form a line by themselves, connecting the seven points, and the sky Beidou is like a shadow at this time, and the power is terrifying.

"Well, that's right, you can train the sword Beidou at a young age. ’

"The afterlife is terrifying!"

……

Even if it was some empty praise, it still made the Lin family ancestor and Lin Feng unable to hide the smiles on their faces.

"Look, what is Qingluan doing?"

"That's ...... One finger to the mystery! ”

I saw a little cold light flickering at the tip of Qingluan's spear, and it was the unarmed martial arts that passed through the Xuan.

"This Qingluan is wonderful, in the face of Jian Beidou, he only used one finger to pass through the Xuan, isn't this asking for his own death!" Someone laughed.

The person who bet on Qingluan to win also regretted his recklessness just now.

"What's the matter, this Qingluan is nothing more than that!" The dean of the White Tiger Academy stood in the crowd and his appearance was inconspicuous.

"Let's read on!" Jin He Zai's voice was flat, he had seen Qingluan under Qingzhai City with a finger against Cen Jinyue's long sword, and he didn't have a weapon in his hand at that time.

Lin Xia swung his sword with the power of the Beidou, and Qingluan pointed at the Xuan with a spear and spun upward.

Beidou hit the cold mang, the cold light of the tip of the gun quickly dissipated, and the Beidou was also crushed.

Qingluan stood with a gun, like a god of war standing on the Sparrow Spirit Platform, and said softly: "Look fancy, the power is nothing more than that!" Lin Xia's face turned red, obviously extremely angry.

The people on the scene were surprised, the sword Beidou was exquisite, the battle of the same level, they obviously didn't dare to treat it so lightly, besides, Lin Xia's realm seemed to be much higher than Qingluan, this Qingluan could crack the sword Beidou with just one finger.

"This Qingluan really can't be inferred by common sense!" The dean of the White Tiger Academy said to Jin He Zai with a smile, Jin He Zai just continued to play in the stands indifferently, ignoring the dean who was talking to himself.

At this time, a member of the Lin family walked up to Lin Feng and whispered to him about Lin Hu's death.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, then his face turned pale, he almost couldn't stand steadily, and finally stared at Qingluan on the Sparrow Spirit Platform, and gritted his teeth with hatred: "Break Qingluan's corpse into ten thousand pieces!" Behind him, the Lin family bent down and quietly left the Bird Spirit Stage.

The second ancestor looked at Lin Feng's appearance and said to Chen Lan: "Call more Chen family disciples, there will inevitably be a fierce battle later." Chen Lan nodded, and immediately sent someone back to prepare.

"Qingluan, you are rampant! Try my sword again! ”

Lin Xia's long sword was thrown into the sky, a layer of green light wrapped around the sword body, making a buzzing sound, and the air on the Sparrow Spirit Platform seemed to have condensed, and the atmosphere changed.

In a moment, there seemed to be thousands of swords rising in front of Lin Xia, and as long as Lin Xia gave an order, they would all shoot towards Qingluan.

"The future of this son is limitless!"

The old antiques present were all amazed.

Lin Feng looked at Qingluan hatefully and said, "Look at you not dead this time!" ”

"How will he break the enemy this time? It's not going to be a finger to the point! "The dean of the White Tiger Academy no longer makes conjectures about Qingluan's defeat, and he will naturally not answer him today, because he doesn't know how Qingluan will break the enemy.

"Canglong Po!"

This is a move that Qingluan has comprehended from the spear, and he has never used it yet.

The move came out, the guns were thousands of dragon groans, and the tip of the gun was like a dragon coming out, faintly like a dragon about to rush out, and Qingluan's whole person's momentum rose sharply.

"Go!" Lin Xia stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the long sword, the sword moved with him, and thousands of flying swords shot towards Qingluan.

Qingluan's spear gave birth to lotus flowers, blocking all the flying swords, shaking up countless smoke and dust, blocking the sight of everyone under the Bird Spirit Stage, making it impossible to guess the result.

Time passed minute by minute, smoke and dust tormented everyone's heart, this trick may be an understanding, but who understands whom.

With a dragon groan, a long sword flew out of the sky, the smoke and dust dissipated, and Qingluan's spear was against Lin Xia's throat.

"How is this possible!"

Lin Feng, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but blurt out that he had already lost a son today and didn't want to lose another son.

"What is the origin of this Qingluan!" I can't help but ask questions from old antiques.

"He, you found me a good apprentice!" The dean of the White Tiger Academy couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, he didn't care about Lin Xia's life or death, Lin Xia was just one of the top ten people in the White Tiger Academy, and Qingluan became his disciple and could completely replace him.

"Impossible!" Lin Xia looked at the tip of the spear against his throat, he couldn't be defeated, and he couldn't be defeated! Two lines of bloody tears ran down his cheeks.

"Blood God Weeps!"

Everyone present knew that this was the Lin family's secret method, and its combat power had increased by more than two times, and in the face of this situation, they could only choose to escape far away.

However, where can Qingluan escape to this ten-zhang square Sparrow Spirit Terrace?

Erzu, Chen Lan, Chen Yiyi, and Chen Yizhi are all sweating for Qingluan.

"Qingluan, can you carry it?" The dean of the White Tiger Academy was already unsure, and in the face of a person who was twice as strong as himself, no one could resist it. However, when he saw Jin He's calm expression, he felt that Qingluan might be able to carry it this time.

Qingluan had seen the blood god crying once, at that time he had not yet had a blood refining body, but now he is different, his strong self-confidence comes from his strong strength, he took a step back, took a step down, and clenched his spear, and pointed the tip of the spear at Lin Xia, who was already red.

There was a faint golden light on his body, this was not any technique, but Lin Xia's domineering spirit of blood god crying activated the frog hidden in Qingluan's body, and Qingjiao was naturally unwilling to surrender to the blood god cry, so he lent its power to Qingluan.

The thunder rumbled in the sky, and the dark clouds gathered towards the Bird Spirit Platform, as if they were looking for the soul of the frog that was not yet dead. But because of the shelter of the Sparrow Spirit Platform, it did not dare to split it down.

Lin Xia moved, his speed was twice as fast, and in an instant, he had already got the long sword that fell to the ground.

"Sword through the Shadows!"

Lin Xia waved his long sword, and there seemed to be thousands of powerful ghosts behind him, grinning and rushing towards Qingluan.

This move of Sword Tongyou is too domineering, Lin Xia himself can't do it, after he cries with the blood god, he reluctantly uses it, and the ghost sound disturbs his heart, making it difficult for him to control, he has gone mad, this is the same trick that will end up.

Lin Feng seemed to know the ending, and his face was like ashes.

"Xuanwu Technique!" Qingluan came out with Xuanwu again, the spear moves were thousands, the dragon chanted for a while, but the gun came out of Xuanwu.

The tip of the spear against the tip of the sword, bursting into a brilliant light, dazzling the disturbers, and only a few old antiques could insist on seeing the battle situation on the Sparrow Spirit Stage.

The long sword in Lin Xia's hand was broken inch by inch, and the green sac sword, which was known as the first sword in White Tiger City, looked so unbearable under the Qingluan spear.

The sword shattered, the spear came out of his body, Lin Xia had unwillingness, relief, and even gratitude in his eyes, and fell into Qingluan's arms along the spear.

People saw Lin Xia move his mouth a few times, as if he was saying something, they didn't know, maybe only Qingluan could know.

There was silence under the Sparrow Spirit Stage, and even Lin Feng only had two lines of turbid tears flowing down his cheeks.

Outside the White Tiger Academy, there was a crowd of people, and the people of the Lin family and the Chen family were all ready.......