The time for lunch passed quickly, or the time to eat was very long, and when Zhao Qing and the others finished eating, it was not far from the time of the game. Ling Lin, who was a little worried about her friend, suggested that it would be better to wait for the next appointment time, of course Zhao Qing raised her hands in agreement, and said with two feet.

But that kid from Chenzu, who said that he was good to practice in the room, when everyone came out of the box, he directly pounced on the two of them to remind them that they were going to compete, and they couldn't hide from it.

The venue of the competition is on the central square of Qilin City, the square is surrounded by iron core wood, and a solid formation is carved on the ground in the middle of the square. The iron core wood is a relatively strong wood, and some monks who practice qi draw white traces on it at most, and the weaker the strength, the darker the marks will be, and then this square will unconsciously become a place for everyone to practice martial arts competitions.

When there is no competition, the Qi cultivator will test his strength with the iron core wood, and when someone wants to compete, a group of people will sit on the huge iron core wood to watch the game.

It is said that the iron core wood here was planted by the ancestors who rose one by one in Taimen, and I don't know how big it was when it was planted, and now all of them are 10,000-year-old trees. This kind of ancient tree is suitable for use as a spiritual weapon, but the Taiyi Gate is closely guarded, and no one dares to make up their minds, but every year the small tree sticking out of the big tree has become a piece of entry for the Taiyi Gate.

At this time, Chen Zu and a group of people from Xuantian Gate who were joining in the excitement were sitting on the iron core wood, and in the middle of the square were Zhao Qing and Feng Yue. Because Zhao Qing revealed that he was a cultivator in the early stage of Yuan Ying, Feng Yue was not polite and directly let go of his strength in the early stage of Yuan Ying. The enchantment around the two people was enclosed, and any competition above the golden pill could accidentally injure the surrounding audience, and the enchantment was inspired by the formation in the middle of the square.

Although it was a battle between Yuan Ying and Yuan Ying, and Zhao Qing had the memory of his previous life, he would not be afraid of Feng Yue's attack, but the gap between the two still existed. Feng Yue has advanced to Yuanying for decades, and in the past few decades, he has already polished his cultivation and mellowed it, and he can advance when the realm is enough. But Zhao Qing, she advanced to the Yuan Infant for less than half a year, although she had sharpened her strength in the first three months, but in the end, she still couldn't control the use of her True Yuan, and every move would always waste a lot of True Yuan.

"Please also ask for mercy from Makoto Daoyou's subordinates." Zhao Qing smiled at Feng Yue on the other side and said, is there a weak heart, this is the first time she has competed with the Yuanying monk after she became a Yuanying monk.

"Please." Feng Yue replied to Zhao Qing with a word, not knowing if he would show mercy to his subordinates.

A white satin appeared on Zhao Qing's body, and I saw Zhao Qing waving the satin in his hand, twisting his waist, and dancing a rhythmic dance silently. The dance was full of killing intent step by step, and one after another aura attacks shot towards Feng Yue from the end of the silk, simply explaining that the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are.

Feng Yue flashed a spirit sword in his hand, smashing Zhao Qing's qi blade attacking him, and then rushed towards Zhao Qing's direction.

"Auntie, come on, Auntie is the most powerful, Auntie, your attack is so beautiful. Look at how my master is so bad, Tubula went up with a sword, and he didn't have a level at all. Chen Zu cheered for Zhao Qing at the side.

Feng Yue's attack is still very good-looking, clean and neat, with no tricks in the rules and tricks, giving people a sense of ability. Although Feng Yue is on the thin side, he still has the temperament of a fairy in his sword dance. However, although Zhao Qing's dance is driven by the attack of the air blade, the dance itself has a charm power, which is naturally a little better-looking.

Feng Yue was distracted and paused for a moment when he heard Chen Zu's words, and was accidentally cut through his cuffs by Zhao Qing's qi blade.

"Haha, auntie, you see that the master is no good, he has been scratched up to his sleeves. Auntie come on, go up and beat him" Seeing Feng Yue's defeat, Chen Zu smiled even more presumptuously.

Zhao Qing was in a cold sweat listening to it, and looked at Feng Yue full of sympathy. It's unlucky enough to meet this kind of apprentice. At the same time, he also sighed that his nephew's luck was too good, if it was a small-minded master, Chen Zu didn't know how many times he would be pitted to death, and Chen Zu's behavior was not an exaggeration to say that he was bullying the master and destroying the ancestor.

Sure enough, Feng Yue heard Chen Zu's ridicule, and immediately became angry, and pinched his hand. Zhao Qing felt his eyes flicker, and one spirit sword in Feng Yue's hand turned into three spirit swords.

"Auntie, be careful, my master is going to the sword array." Chen Zu did not hesitate to report Feng Yue's attack methods on the side.

Zhao Qing will naturally be careful, the previous attack method is just a mutual test between the two people, and the real attack has just begun. Zhao Qing's silk was no longer waving east and west, but slowly gathering together and wrapping itself into a ball. This does not mean that Zhao Qing has turned offense into defense, but the frequency of attacks has increased, and the angle of attack has become more tricky, and it didn't take long for Feng Yue's clothes to be cut a lot of holes.

But the sword array in Feng Yue's hand was also arranged, the three swords were arranged into a three-talent sword array, the three spirit swords were waved vigorously, the sword in front was dancing with sword flowers, the sword in the middle was hidden in it and attacked from time to time, and the last sword was waiting for an opportunity to attack. The first sword was waved with the breath of spring rain, lingering everywhere, the second sword was like summer rain, the attack was fast and powerful, and the last sword was like autumn rain, sparsely falling with a biting cold.

Unexpectedly, the sword intent was integrated into the sword array, and Feng Yue was really not a person who could leapfrog and challenge the late Yuan Infant stage. It seemed that Feng Yue's cultivation of the sword formation was not conducive to his cultivation of swordsmanship, but in fact, he had never left his swordsmanship behind. The three-layer sword intent attack made Zhao Qing a little overwhelmed. Vaguely fell behind.

For the attack of sword intent, Zhao Qing did not dare to underestimate it. Cultivators generally use weapons such as swords, because this kind of weapon can be condensed into sword intent. The attack of sword intent and sword intent is much more powerful than the attack of ordinary people, and it can reach the point of leapfrogging the challenge.

In fact, these sword intents and sword intents are just attacks that are sent out after understanding the Dao. With the help of the rules of heaven and earth in the attack, he can naturally reach the point of leapfrogging the challenge. If Zhao Qing hadn't cultivated to become an immortal and had an understanding of the true meaning of these sword intents, he would inevitably lose this competition.

Zhao Qing's dance has changed, the dance moves are more eye-catching, the satin no longer surrounds Zhao Qing to death, and even Zhao Qing exposed the mouth of his vest during the dance. This time, there was no more aura to launch, but the three spirit swords couldn't attack. In other words, the three spirit swords did attack Zhao Qing's exposed heart, but when they approached Zhao Qing, they were intercepted by an indescribable aura.

There were more and more onlookers around, and I saw that Zhao Qing's dance was no longer just dancing her satin, but really just dancing. In every move, everyone couldn't see Zhao Qing, as if they saw a drop of water dipped into a seed. The seed sprouted suddenly, grew slowly, and finally became a towering tree.

Then the illusion was suddenly shattered, and I saw Zhao Qing's silk slowly sliding down, and there were six weak swords on the ground, it turned out that unconsciously, Feng Yue had already attacked Zhao Qing with six sword intents, but they were all intercepted by the aura around Zhao Qing. Feng Yue gasped and slowly put his spirit sword back, the green tendons on his head bulging.

Feng Yue felt that something was wrong when Zhao Qing danced that kind of dance, and he wanted to take back his sword and wait for Zhao Qing to finish dancing. But there was an inexplicable feeling that if he took the sword back, something would happen that he didn't want to see.

Fortunately, Feng Yue didn't take the sword back at that time, otherwise his sword intent would have shattered, and it might be difficult to comprehend the sword intent later. It was a Dao comprehension competition just now, and Zhao Qing didn't want to bully him, so he chose the gentlest and simplest Dao method. It's just a little better than Feng Yue steadily, but it doesn't mean to completely shatter his Dao method. In fact, the dance has not yet been danced, and there are still flowers and fruits, as well as hundreds of birds perching on the back, and deciduous dead trees. The real killer is in the bird perch and deciduous dead wood.

The people around were stunned, and many people were affected by Zhao Qing's dance and had some enlightenment. Chen Zu didn't count down his master when Zhao Qing was better this time. Just now, Zhao Qing's dance coincided with the Wood Dao Method, which made Chen Zu have a little enlightenment, and at this time, he had already begun to impact the middle stage of foundation building. Fortunately, with Ling Lin around to protect him, nothing will go wrong.

Feng Yue withdrew his sword and took a deep breath silently, Zhao Qing didn't attack, just waited for Feng Yue slowly. Just after the Dao method was finished, Feng Yue lost, if he didn't let him slow down, it might cause the realm to regress if he didn't produce inner demons. Feng Yue is his nephew's master, if his strength regresses, it will not be good for Chen Zu.

Time passed slowly in the confrontation between the two, Feng Yue suddenly opened his eyes, and the cyan light flashed in his eyes. "Thank you." Zhao Qing curled the corners of her mouth, made a gesture of please, and the competition continued. (To be continued.) )