"No...... Yes, what about you, how are you?" Cui Houqing raised his hand and put it down, looking very funny.

Wang Wenqing came to his side, wiped his tears, and looked at the sea of clouds with his eyes: "I'm sorry, I disappointed you!"

"There is nothing to be disappointed or disappointed! There are losses and wins, just common sense in the world. Cui Houqing suddenly felt that he was a little unreasonable, and he would not comfort people.

"I thought I was facing someone else, but I didn't know that it was the well-known genius Lin Haoran, so I lost a trick. Wang Wenqing's eyes were hollow and he said unintentionally, but in Cui Houqing's ears, it was intentional.

Lin Haoran, Lin Haoran again. Cui Houqing felt like a stone was blocked in his chest, and he couldn't breathe. His cheeks flushed, his breathing was rapid, and he clenched his hands and let go of them, and then he clenched them, and only after a few times did he calm down and let out a sigh of relief.

Wang Wenqing didn't know Cui Houqing's situation, and suddenly seemed to remember something, turned his head and said with some worry: "I heard that you will fight against him in a while, remember not to be strong, just do your best." ”

"Hmm!" Cui Houqing was silent for a while, and squeezed out the word from his mouth.

When a bell rang, there was a commotion in the square, and it seemed that the afternoon competition was about to begin again.

"The competition is about to start, I'm leaving!" Cui Houqing turned around and walked towards the way he came, and after walking a few steps, he was a little worried, so he turned his head and saw that the shadow was eclipsed between the mountains.

"You...... You'll come to see me!" Cui Houqing turned around, barely squeezing out a smile from the corner of his mouth.

Wang Wenqing turned his head, a flash of surprise flashed on his face, and in a blink of an eye, it was replaced by a hint of surprise. She nodded fiercely and said, "You go first, I'll be there later!"

Cui Houqing didn't hesitate anymore, for some reason he was a little happy in his heart, but when he came out of the bushes and saw the pair of fairy couples, he couldn't help but look cold again.

Senior sister, do you really want to follow him?

Cui Houqing muttered in his heart, but his legs did not stop, he walked through the crowd, walked past the two people, as if he didn't see it, and walked straight to the stage.

The steps seemed so heavy, as if each step was going to absorb the spirit in his body.

He stood on the stage and became distracted again, and memories flooded back like a tide. Master Yuqing taught his own mental method, his parents died tragically in the room, and Lin Haoran saw him off. The memory paused here, and that trace of beauty faded away like an old picture. He gritted his teeth and looked at the audience. In the crowd at this moment, the two were snuggling up to each other, so close that they seemed to him to be an insignificant person.

If I die, my sister will definitely change her mind!

If I die, my sister will definitely cry for me!

If I die, will anyone else shed tears for me?

No, yes, no.

There is only a senior sister, only a senior sister........ These four words lingered in Cui Houqing's heart for a long time.

At this time, what he didn't know was that a fire was burning around his body, and a strong black gas enveloped his whole body, and just like that, he sank like this.

Offstage, Lin Haoran left Yi Zhen'er and fell onto the battle platform. Immediately, wave after wave of cheers from the audience drowned out all the voices.

When the call gradually fell, a voice like a warbler crying came from the crowd, and this belated call was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day to pull back Cui Houqing, who was on the verge of falling into a demon.

"Cui Houqing, come on!"

Cui Houqing returned a trace of clarity, slowly turned his head to look at the audience, dressed in white Sheng Xue, was standing at the front of the crowd, stretching out his jade arm to wave to him.

Wang Wenqing!

Cui Houqing recognized the person who called, but then he was heartbroken.

Yi Zhen'er was standing next to her, and she was shouting the name of another person!

Senior sister, why not you?

Cui Houqing roared in his heart, and gradually the red color spread throughout his sight, he finally gave up resistance, and sank like this!

Maybe my sister will change her mind when I die!

Maybe Lin Haoran is dead, and Senior Sister will change her mind!

Maybe we're all dead, and my sister will change her mind!

Maybe......

Perhaps......

Cui Houqing's mind began to be disturbed, like being trapped in the abyss and grasping a thin vine, slowly struggling to die.

Cui Houqing: You and I are gracious and righteous!

Just now, the best buddy was still pushing himself to the edge of the cliff step by step.

Ahh

It's better to be a demon than to see your loved one leave!

He finally let go.

As a result, the entire battle platform was wrapped in layers of black mist.

Is this the real devil?

Lin Haoran couldn't help but gasp when he saw Cui Houqing lose the last bit of clarity.

He had never seen a demon, and had only heard about it in the words of others.

But when he really saw it, he silently shed a tear.

Cui Houqing, my best friend, but Zhen'er can't let you no matter what, because what you love me also loves me. It's just that I'm willing to let you make up for my debt to you in this competition.

Lin Haoran turned his head to look at the audience, only to see the pink shirt standing quietly, he didn't cheer, but he could see the heart-wrenching embarrassment from his expression.

Cui Houqing! Come back quickly! Lin Haoran shouted, and in the midst of this lightning and flint, he suddenly decided to pull him back and let them go back to the past.

Just after a loud shout, Lin Haoran's figure moved, and the fairy sword in front of him slowly rose, and a fairy sword as bright as the moon emitted a halo like autumn water, floating in front of him.

He roared and concentrated all his strength to push the fairy sword out.

Cui Houqing roared wildly, and his expression seemed to be very painful. He stretched out his arm, his hands clutching the last glimmer of hope, the ugly stick devouring the sky. Devouring the sky emitted a monstrous red light, frantically devouring the black qi of the forest, this stick and one person were so terrifying in the eyes of others.

Boom! The earth shook and the mountains shook. The fairy sword and the devouring sky collided fiercely, and the shock wave swept across the stage, and the disciples were overturned by this wave of qi.

There was a sword roar, and the fairy sword flew back upside down, returning to Lin Haoran, as if he had been hit hard, Lin Haoran snorted and squirted a mouthful of blood, but he was stubborn and strong, and he put the fairy sword in front of him again.

On the other hand, Cui Houqing was not comfortable, I saw that after this all-out attack, he retreated again and again, and he had retreated to the edge of the battle platform, as long as he had one more point, he would lose!

Cui Houqing was secretly frightened, and his body was not comfortable, after the blow just now, the breath in his chest surged, if he hadn't been tough since he was a child, he would have fallen on the stage by this time, and he couldn't sit on the ground.

He struggled to support his body with Devouring Heaven, and kept sighing in his heart, after all, his cultivation was a little worse than him!

Cui Houqing, I want to defeat you and let you see that the Tao is the Tao and the devil is the devil! Lin Haoran still explained his intentions to him after all.

But in his opinion, this call was like a mockery, and he couldn't help but go crazy anymore!

Roar! There was a roar, and the wind and clouds changed color. A blood-colored Buddha slowly appeared behind Cui Houqing, and then a green dragon roared, and a green dragon phantom appeared from behind him and slowly wrapped around the blood-colored Buddha.

The secret method of Qinglong Temple - the fourth layer of the Qinglong Ascension Recipe - the hidden dragon is in the abyss!

The elders on the stage shouted angrily in a low voice, but this loud shout was like a moan, revealing a sense of helplessness.

This is the supreme magic method of Qinglong Temple?

Lin Haoran stared at the phantom behind him, muttering and moaning!

No, it's a twisted demon!

Lin Haoran roared, and without hesitation, the Dao robe on his body was lifted by the wave of qi, and he took advantage of this gust of wind to fly towards an unknown place in the sky.

He knew that Cui Houqing had done his best, and under this terrible coercion, Lin Haoran had to think of the four great true methods of the Bishan Sect.

It seems that the only ones that can resist you are the Four True Laws!

Lin Haoran secretly made up his mind, and slowly his heart died like ashes!

Since you are willing to become a demon, then we can only die!

Lin Haoran looked up to the sky and roared, stimulating his physical potential. He stood high in the air, stepped on the direction of the seven stars, and walked eight steps in a row. There are words in the mouth.

With a whirl, the top of the tree fell for a while, and a gust of wind rolled up on the flat ground. The wind howled, rolling up the debris on the ground, making it impossible to keep your eyes open.

The sound of the wind hunting, rolled up the hem of his skirt, and immediately stood unsteadily, and he took a few steps forward before he stabilized his figure.

For some reason, he looked at the wind in front of him, as if he had seen a long-lost scene, and he was stunned there.

Once upon a time, that fight stirred in his heart. The old man of the wind and candle stood in the wind and rain, resisting the four true methods of the mountain alone. And now the Si people have passed away, leaving only their own loneliness against this vision of heaven and earth.

There was a thunderclap in the sky! The tornado slashed to the ground, and the whole sky lit up.

On the viewing platform, the desert monk stood up with a shocked expression and a faint look of worry in his expression.

"The true law of resisting the wind, the true method of resisting thunder, the two true methods were actually used at the same time!" The stunned words of the desert monk were more like a low moan, and also like a silent worry.

"What's this? I'm afraid it's the four true laws coming out together!" said the Tianfang Daoist over there, but in the eyes of the desert, it seemed that he was deliberately showing off.

"Hmph, I'm afraid he won't be able to support it!" Da Mo shouted angrily.

"Your disciple is very strong, and he should use all his strength!" Seeing that Da Mo was a little annoyed, the Tianfang Daoist explained.

"That can't be so unscrupulous!"

The two of them stopped talking, stood up and stared at the battle group, both of them showing a hint of worry.

I remember that ten years ago, next to that small village, that old man was seriously injured and resisted the true law of Bishan alone. That smiling face was so profound that it should be in front of his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, just do your best!" said the face.

Cui Houqing's long hair fluttered wildly, and a tear fell from her red eyes. He followed the original appearance of his master, stretched out his hand, and the green dragon behind him raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and then saw the hurricane and lightning stop a foot away in front of him, and he could no longer get close to him.

Lin Haoran's eyes in the sky were bleeding, as if he could no longer support it, but after staggering, he still persevered, he raised his sword and pointed to the sky, walked a few steps in a row, and said something in his mouth, and suddenly it rained in the hurricane, and the raindrops cut the stage into ruins like daggers. As soon as the rain true method came out, the power of the hurricane increased greatly, and the wind, rain and thunder appeared in that area.

The Qinglong phantom roared, and the hurricane moved again, only with the tip of Lin Haoran's sword, the hurricane went straight to Cui Houqing.

Cui Houqing saw the hurricane coming with the might of heaven and earth, and he was a little afraid in his heart, and retreated again and again. But where can you retreat from the speed of a hurricane?

In just an instant, the hurricane came to his face, and as soon as the wind tail rolled, Cui Houqing was swept into the air with a stick.

Cui Houqing remembered the picture when the master faced the hurricane, and immediately calmed down, chanting Om, Ma, Na, Horn, Moo, Boom, and then stretched out his hand, and the green dragon behind him flew up and down as if he had entered a no-man's land. The power of the hurricane decreased slightly, and Cui Houqing finally got out of the clutches of the devil and returned to the battle platform, bleeding from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth.

On the other hand, Lin Haoran was also uncomfortable, swaying in the clouds at this time, as if he had lost his center of gravity. At this moment, both of them were exhausted with all their might, even if it was just a light blow that could blow them down.

However, just like at the beginning, one is stubborn, and the other is extreme. The two of them finally stood up!

Above the Nine Heavens, the Void. The divine thunder descended into the world and swept away the world.