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In the second game of the semifinals, Tianxuanmen played against Yuqi Peak

"Senior Sister Zhou, Senior Brother Tian, I'll come to the first scene, if you can rest for a while, rest for a while" Ouyang Shuo is a simple young man, twenty-five or sixteen years old, a nine-star spirit master, and the weapon he uses is a very long iron sword, and the thickness of someone's thighs is thick.

At this moment, although Zhou Huifang and Tian Fei have been healed, Tian Fei's ribs have been broken, but Tian Fei's strength does not exceed thirty percent of the usual, Zhou Huifang is even more annoyed, even if he can only rely on King Kong Bear to fight, there is no way to fight, the opponent in the last game is too strong.

Therefore, when Ouyang Shuo proposed to let them rest, they also felt that it was okay, after all, Ouyang Shuo was also ranked behind Zhou Huifang in the inner gate of the Imperial Qi Peak.

Ouyang Shuo walked up to the competition platform, only to see a young man on the side of Tianxuanmen, dressed in white satin, holding a silver gun, wearing a ponytail, thin cheeks, with a smell of rouge, and a faint lip red on his lips.

This person's name is Su Ziyun, in his early twenties, the Nine Stars of the Spirit Master, and the senior brother of the inner door of Tianxuanmen.

As soon as the two came on the field, they saw that there was not a single hydrangea falling in the attic, and it seemed that there were too few girls who liked these two styles.

"This person is dressed like a woman, I really can't stand it," Tian Fei looked at Su Ziyun who walked on stage and said a little disgusted.

"How pretty?" In the direction of the Yuqi Peak in the stands, Wang Gongzi of the Wang family said with his orchid finger, and some disciples next to him looked at Wang Gongzi with disgust. (A man who has appeared once before, a bit of a mother)

Ouyang Shuo saluted politely as soon as he came on stage, but Su Ziyun didn't even look at Ouyang Shuo, with a condescending expression.

"Really, send someone like this to fight against me, someone who has never heard of it, hum" Su Ziyun said unhappily, his eyes swept over Ouyang Shuo like a resentful woman.

Su Ziyun took a deep breath, raised the silver spear, and strands of spiritual power gathered all over his body, the silver spear slashed through the sky, and strands of pink spiritual power appeared, and a faint fragrance of flowers overflowed on the competition platform.

It can be seen with the naked eye that several pear blossom trees around the martial arts arena, and the petals on the plum blossom trees instantly gathered around Su Ziyun and wrapped around Su Ziyun's silver spear.

"Guns? It can be regarded as a representative of the more domineering and wise weapons, but this guy dances like a prop in the hands of a playman, and he is really chilling for that gun" Tian Fei looked at Su Ziyun's soft and weak, muddy and watery movements on the competition platform, and said unhappily.

Ouyang Shuo held the hilt of the sword more than one meter long in both hands, raised the long sword, and a set of "Imperial Qi Sword Technique" was swung out, and bursts of wind broke out, and the huge long sword rushed straight towards Su Ziyun like a monster in the martial arts arena.

"Hmph, there is always a difference between genius and mediocrity! Pear blossom falls! Su Ziyun spit out a few words with disdain, and strode forward, with that powerful spiritual power, like a galloping horse.

The silver spear rolled up a gust of wind with bursts of petals, and the petals were instantly as sharp as blades, sweeping towards Ouyang Shuo.

Ouyang Shuo clenched his teeth, and the spiritual power in the sky poured into Ouyang Shuo's long sword, and in the face of the petals that fell like raindrops, he only heard the "clanging" metal sound in the martial arts arena.

"Huh?" Su Ziyun looked at Ouyang Shuo, who was wrapped in petals, and snorted coldly with disdain.

"Hundred Flowers Fist Method" Su Ziyun once again lucked a strong spiritual power in his body, and with a punch, the petals instantly gathered together, and the flowers were chaotic, and finally turned into a huge fist, blasting towards Ouyang Shuo with majestic power.

Rumble?

Ouyang Shuo, who was resisting the petals like darts in the sky, was directly hit by this cold blow, and the whole person retreated violently.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, but Ouyang Shuo didn't stop, his feet slammed on the ground, his knees bent slightly, and his body flew out like an arrow from Xuan.

"Boom?" Su Ziyun raised the silver spear with one hand to catch Ouyang Shuo's heavy blow, Su Ziyun looked relaxed, and didn't seem to feel that Ouyang Shuo's attack had caused him a little trouble.

This made Zhou Huifang and others in the audience also surprised.

"Plum Blossom Palm?" I only heard Su Ziyun roar again, the palm of his left hand contained a terrifying power, and the petals flying in the sky once again turned into a powerful spiritual power palm print, rushing towards Ouyang Shuo.

"Finished?" Zhou Huifang looked nervous, at such a close distance, Ouyang Shuo had to be seriously injured, Zhou Huifang used the spiritual power in her body, ready to jump on the competition platform to save Ouyang Shuo, although this move will cause Ouyang Shuo to lose, but it is always better to be seriously injured, and serious injuries may bring some obstacles to the future path of spiritual cultivation.

However, Zhou Huifang was seriously injured in her body, and as soon as she used her spiritual power, she began to feel a faint pain.

Ouyang Shuo watched the violent spiritual power sweeping over, the air was blown up by the "whirring" of the palm print, and Ouyang Shuo's pupils were also nervously dilated, but the giant sword in his hand still had to fight against the opponent's silver spear, and the speed of the palm print was too fast, and there was no possibility of dodging the confrontation at all, so he could only pray silently not to be too seriously injured.

"Boom?"

A whole body exploded??

Ouyang Shuo opened his eyes slightly, because he only heard the sound of explosions, but he didn't feel the pain in his body, but he found that he had dodged Su Ziyun's attack, and the place he was in was ten meters away from Su Ziyun.

Just as Ouyang Shuo, thinking that his hidden strength was forced out, instinctively ran away, but found a figure standing behind him, grabbing his clothes with his right hand, only to understand that he had been rescued, and turned to look over.

"Who is he?"

"Yes, how did Yuqi Peak come up with a miscellaneous disciple?"

"It's not good-looking, it's not good-looking"

The people around looked at the person who came to the stage to save Ouyang Shuo and said.

"Ouyang Shuo ~ defeated!" The referee of the match shouted.

"Tong" Ouyang Shuo, Zhou Huifang, Tian Fei, Ye Zhangmen, and some disciples of Yuqi Peak said almost in unison.