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The words of the star rain stream came.

Same as before.

Zhou Ying'er has just fought a big battle, so naturally she needs to take a good rest and recover to her peak state before she can continue to fight.

In the ring.

"Please."

Qingzhu made a gesture of invitation to Zhou Ying'er, signaling Zhou Ying'er to recover quickly, as if she was already a little impatient for this last battle.

An hour passed very slowly.

The eyes of all the onlookers were revolving back and forth on Qingzhu and Zhou Yinger, and everyone was waiting for the arrival of the final finals.

It's dusk.

After waiting for a full two hours.

The figure of Xingyuliu finally appeared on the dragon calling platform again.

Meanwhile.

Zhou Yinger, who had been sitting cross-legged to recover, also opened her eyes as if she had pinched the time, and stood up with a cold face.

"I announce, the final battle, Qingzhu vs. Zhou Ying'er."

As he spoke, Xingyu glanced at the two of them, and opened his mouth to say, "Start now!" ”

The words fell.

The figure of Xingyuliu also disappeared into thin air on the dragon calling platform.

"I said that the leader of the martial arts alliance will only be produced between you and me."

Looking at Qingzhu, Zhou Yinger opened her mouth and said.

"Of course."

Qingzhu nodded knowingly, and added: "I also said that your opponent is me, and only after passing my level can you be qualified to go to him." ”

"Hmph."

Zhou Ying'er's face sank, and she said, "You can't take the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance." ”

"Not necessarily."

Qingzhu grinned.

That smile, harmless to humans and animals, looks extremely sunny, and forms a very strong contrast with Zhou Ying'er, whose face is full of frost.

"Really?"

Zhou Ying'er smiled coldly and opened her mouth to say, "Just rely on your three-step Golden Lotus Array?" ”

"Looks like you're aware of something."

Qingzhu opened his mouth and said.

"Prepare the method of dodging in advance, and then disguise it as a method of dodging with the method of attacking, and attack it unprepared, I will not be fooled by this method."

Zhou Ying'er said disdainfully.

Truly.

In the battle between Qingzhu and Shang Tianqing, she clearly saw that before Shang Tianqing made a move, Qingzhu had already stepped down the teleportation formation very secretly.

The three-step Golden Lotus Formation used was actually an attack formation, but no matter in terms of name or moves, these three-step Golden Lotus Formations were really the same as the Dodge Formation.

Qingzhu relied on this, thus lowering Shang Tianqing's vigilance.

And at the end, a blow broke out, knocking Shang Tianqing out of the ring.

Count it up.

This is just as Zhou Yinger said, in which battle, Qingzhu did not defeat Shang Tianqing with real strength, but used a careful opportunity to play Shang Tianqing.

"She is worthy of being the saint of the Zhou family."

Qingzhu admired.

Under the stage, the onlookers couldn't help but show a surprised face when they heard the conversation between the two.

No one thought of it.

The inside story of Qingzhu's battle with Shang Tianqing is actually like this.

And over there.

The merchants were all gloomy.

The genius of his own family was tricked by someone, so he was naturally very unhappy.

"Come on."

It seemed that she was too lazy to talk nonsense with Qingzhu anymore, Zhou Ying'er directly waved the Zhenyue Shangfang Sword in her hand, pointed at Qingzhu, and opened her mouth extremely sharply: "Fight!" ”

"Please."

Qingzhu smiled indifferently, stretched out his hand very gentlemanly, and made a gesture of please.

"Hmph."

Zhou Ying'er snorted coldly, flipped her wrist, and at the same time that Zhenyue Shangfang's sword danced a sword flower in her hand, as soon as her body moved, she carried an extremely cold chill, and without mercy, she rushed directly towards Qingzhu.

Where the sword in his hand passed.

In the void, there was a burst of wind-breaking sword roars like a dragon's groan.

This way.

looked at Zhou Ying'er and rushed up.

Qingzhu took a deep breath, then looked stunned, opened his mouth and shouted: "Sanhua gathers the top!" ”

The voice came out.

With his toes touching the ground, his body was like a fallen leaf in the wind, quietly drifting backwards.

On the way back.

As soon as Qingzhu held his right hand, a stream of black energy immediately surged from all directions, gathering together and quickly condensing into a brush the thickness of an arm.

"Whoosh ......"

The brush is condensed, and the green bamboo immediately paints with a brush.

Every stroke that goes out will leave a trace like ink in the mid-air in front of you.

The first trace is the dot.

After taking three steps, Qingzhu waved the brush again, leaving a semicircle in the void.

Three more steps back, leaving another trail in the void.

In this way, every three steps back, Qingzhu will carve a stroke in the void.

But at this moment.

"Break it for me."

Zhou Ying'er, who came from the onslaught, did not spare her hand at all, and directly waved the Zhenyue Shangfang sword in her hand, like a broken bamboo, directly engraved the strokes of the green bamboo in the void, and directly slashed it.

The first painting, the second painting, the third painting......

Wherever the sword passed, all those strokes were scattered.

In mid-air, layers of ink-like mist were left behind.

But even so.

Qingzhu is still constantly depicting in the slow retreat.

……

"What is he doing here?"

"Could it be that you are arranging some kind of large formation?"

"No, this formation is one, there is this kind of stroke by stroke, and these strokes are separated, and they can't be gathered into a formation at all."

"In my opinion, Zhou Yinger saw Qingzhu's weakness and knew that before the formation was arranged, Qingzhu's combat effectiveness was very weak, so she wanted to be angry and not give Qingzhu a chance to set up the formation, and directly defeat Qingzhu."

"In this way, isn't that Qingzhu already falling into the disadvantage?"

"Isn't this obvious enough, you see that he has been retreating, let alone fighting, he doesn't even have the courage to collide with Zhou Ying'er head-on, if this is not considered to be a disadvantage, what is considered to be a disadvantage?"

The onlookers were talking.

In the eyes of everyone, Qingzhu has been undoubtedly suppressed by Zhou Yinger.

As long as Zhou Yinger catches up, Qingzhu will be defeated!

On the dragon platform.

In the continuous retreat, Qingzhu was quickly forced to the edge of the ring, and if he continued to retreat, he would fall out of the ring and lose directly.

Zhou Ying'er also noticed this, and the offensive in her hand became more aggressive.

"Smack!"

Under the nervous gaze of everyone, Qingzhu landed on the edge of the ring.

Everyone held their breath.

After waiting for so long, it was hard to wait for this final decisive battle, no one hoped that this battle would end so comically, although they all thought that Qingzhu had fallen into the disadvantage, but all the onlookers were secretly cheering for Qingzhu, hoping that Qingzhu could escape this catastrophe and bring them a war that was eye-catching.

"Hehe......"

Landing on the edge of the ring, looking at Zhou Ying'er, who attacked in front of him in an instant, Qingzhu suddenly grinned.

Seeing this, Zhou Yinger's face changed.

Meanwhile.

Qingzhu waved his hand, in the void in front of him, lightly.

"Buzz ......"

There was a low humming sound, and it exploded.

Seeing that Zhou Ying'er's attack was about to fall on Qingzhu's body, the strokes suspended in the void that had been shattered by it before were miraculously recovered, and as if they had consciousness, they were neatly arranged into a circle in a flash, surrounding Zhou Ying'er.

In the circle formed by these strokes, Zhou Ying'er still maintained the posture of holding a flying sword and stabbing violently, but her body could not move forward a bit, as if she was fixed in mid-air.

Looked at.

The audience was in an uproar.

"What's going on?"

"What kind of formation is this?"

"Is it a seal?"

"Except for the imposing power of the three gods of war, I have never seen anyone have this kind of power to hold the enemy in place."

"Qingzhu is too powerful, the formations used in these two battles have never been used before."

"How many formations does he have?"

"This is not true, if this is the case, then Zhou Ying'er is not defeated?"

Everyone was shocked.

Just a moment ago, they firmly believed that Qingzhu had fallen into the disadvantage and was about to be forced out of the ring to admit defeat.

But now.

As soon as the style of painting changed, the strong Zhou Yinger inexplicably fell into disadvantage.

This made everyone really puzzled.

On the dragon platform.

"Huh."

At the moment when Zhou Ying'er was fixed, Qingzhu's body moved, and he immediately flashed out, rushing directly from the edge of the ring to the center of the ring.

Meanwhile.

"Hmph."

The patient's cold angry snort suddenly came.

turned his eyes to look at Zhou Ying'er.

I saw that although she always maintained the same posture, the Zhenyue Shangfang sword in her hand was constantly swallowing and spitting.

It's as if she's in a tug-of-war with the strokes that surround her.

And that's exactly what happened.

The three-flower gathering array is a kind of formation that can urge some rules of heaven and earth, and use simple patterns to trigger the reflection of the rules of heaven and earth, so as to form a special effect.

This effect, though on the surface, is very similar to that of space-time stillness.

But in reality, this is not the case.

There are a total of nine simple stroke patterns.

When converging into a circle, each pattern induces the rules of heaven and earth, generating the power of attraction or repulsion, so as to limit the place.

No doubt.

This time, the three-flower gathering array arranged by Qingzhu attracted the repulsive power between heaven and earth.

The nine patterns formed a circle, releasing a huge repulsive force from all directions at the same time, thus stopping Zhou Yinger's attack, and using the huge pressure formed by the combination of repulsive forces from all directions, Zhou Yinger's body was restrained.

This formation, although it can achieve the purpose of limiting the opponent in a short period of time.

But once this balance of repulsion is broken, then the formation will be lifted in an instant.

You can't even take the initiative to attack.

It was precisely because of this that Qingzhu did not take the initiative to attack, but instead flashed back to the center of the dragon platform, waved the brush in his hand again, and began to sketch a complex and dense formation.

"Suppression!"

In the three-flower gathering array, Zhou Ying'er shouted with a cold face.

As soon as the words fell.

The Zhenyue Shangfang Sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a burst of dazzling golden rays, which were like dense spikes on the shell of sea urchins, growing out in all directions.

Even under the tremendous repulsion.

These golden spikes still grow extremely fast.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it collided with the nine strokes that formed the three-flower gathering array......