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Murong Qingxue was like a fire god descending, his whole body was wrapped in golden flames, and between the waves of his hand, there were countless fireballs, like a rain of flames blasting towards Xuanyuan Yunyue, ordinary martial artists were so terrifying

However, Xuanyuan Yunyue has been improving rapidly during this time, especially his body technique, which has reached the point of perfection, and even his imperial brother Xuanyuan Yuntian sighed to himself, in the rain of flames that came and went freely, and appeared in front of Murong Qingxue in a blink of an eye.

"Supreme Dragon Fist!"

Xuanyuan Yunyue knew that although Murong Qingxue's Divine Phoenix bloodline could control the flames of the world, close hand-to-hand combat was Murong Qingxue's weakness, so from the beginning, she planned to use her body technique to get close to Murong Qingxue, and then use the Supreme Dragon Power to suppress Murong Qingxue.

But how could Murong Qingxue let her get her wish? After a cold snort, golden flames surged out, instantly forming a terrifying area full of flames around her.

"Divine Phoenix Fire Domain!"

Xuanyuan Yunyue's face changed, and she hurriedly put away her fists and stepped back.

Murong Qingxue cocked her snow-white chin and said proudly, "Xuanyuan Yunyue, you lost." ”

After Murong Qingxue finished speaking, she stretched out a palm as white as jade, and slapped it towards Xuanyuan Yunyue, and the flames around her suddenly gathered together frantically, and in an instant, in front of her, it condensed into a huge flame phoenix.

"The phoenix is coming!"

Murong Qingxue Yu's hand gently pushed forward, and the flame phoenix immediately roared out, rushing towards that Xuanyuan Yunyue.

The flame phoenix swooped away, its wings spread, it was dozens of zhang in size, almost covering most of the Heavenly Destiny Battle Platform, and the speed was extremely fast, like a flame lightning towards Xuanyuan Yunyue, even if Xuanyuan Yunyue's body method was fast, but in the face of this flame Divine Phoenix, there was no ability to dodge.

"I throw in the towel!"

Xuanyuan Yunyue looked at the rushing Flame Phoenix, her face was pale and bloodless, knowing that with her current cultivation of the Blood Sect's Ninefold, she would definitely not be able to block Murong Qingxue's blow, so she directly opened her mouth to admit defeat.

A soft light curtain fell, directly blocking the Flame Divine Phoenix, and with a bang, the Flame Divine Phoenix burst, and the terrifying flame power slammed the light curtain of the heartless old man into a faint tremble, you can imagine how terrifying Murong Qingxue's blow was.

"Princess Yunyue agreed. ”

Xuanyuan Yunyue smiled faintly, then the flames on his body dissipated, and instantly changed back to the appearance of the cold fairy in the past, turned around, moved lightly, and walked back to Yi Qiu's side, and then stared at Yi Qiu with beautiful eyes, seeing Yi Qiu with a wry smile on his face, he snorted lightly, and said to Yi Qiu: "What's the matter? Princess Yunyue who defeated you, are you unhappy?"

Hearing Murong Qingxue's sour words, Yi Qiu coughed dryly and said, "Fairy wife, don't be joking, Princess Yunyue and I were just a misunderstanding that day, I have long forgotten about this matter, can you not mention her." ”

Murong Qingxue snorted lightly, as if she scoffed at Yi Qiu's words, but she didn't continue to say anything.

After Murong Qingxue defeated Xuanyuan Yunyue, Xuanyuan Yuntian appeared next, and the one who fought against Xuanyuan Yuntian was the previous Huo Jiatianjiao Huo Yuntian, but Huo Yuntian knew that he was not Xuanyuan Yuntian's opponent, so he directly abstained and surrendered.

In this way, after eight competitions, there are only eight Tianjiao left on the Heavenly Mandate Battle Platform.

These eight people are Yi Qiu, Murong Qingxue, Xuanyuan Yuntian, Lin Ruoxi, Qin Feng, the descendant of the Sword Emperor, Wu Qing, the young master of Southern Xinjiang, Tianjiao of the Ten Great Families, and Luohe from the Blood Ding Alliance.

These eight people are all leaders in the Bloodline Continent, among the younger generation, all of them are talented and powerful, and among these eight people, except for Yi Qiu's cultivation of only the eightfold Blood Sect, the rest are all above the ninth level of the Blood Sect, and the cultivation of Murong Qingxue, Xuanyuan Yuntian, Qin Feng, the descendant of the Sword Emperor, and Wu Qing, the young master of Southern Xinjiang, has reached the realm of a half-step Blood King, and their strength can be called terrifying.

The heartless old man, after his eyes swept over the bodies of the eight people one by one, he pointed at Yi Qiu with his finger, and then pointed at Qin Feng, the heir of the Sword Emperor, and said, "In the second round, in the first game, the two of you will compete." ”

What the?

Hearing this, the people around him all showed strange expressions, you must know Qin Feng's strength, among the eight people, it is recognized that he is ranked in the top five, and can even be ranked in the top four, and although Yi Qiu's strength is not well understood, but judging from the performance in the first game, it is also extremely powerful, such a strong duel can only be seen in the third round, why did the heartless old man arrange the two masters together so early this time?

Xuanyuan Yuntian saw that the opponent arranged by the heartless old man for Yi Qiu turned out to be Qin Feng, and he couldn't help sneering in his heart: "White Tiger Yu, it seems that the heartless old man treats you well, and he actually made Qin Feng your opponent, hehe, you know, although Qin Feng is only the weakest of the nine descendants of the Sword Emperor, his strength cannot be underestimated, that is, this prince is within a hundred moves, it is difficult to win against him, with your strength, hum ......"

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When Murong Qingxue heard that Yi Qiu's opponent was Qin Feng, her eyebrows furrowed, and she reminded Yi Qiu: "Idiot, that Qin Feng's strength is very strong, although he has not cultivated the sword heart, but he has also touched the door, and his swordsmanship attainments are extremely high, which is not comparable to Shangguan Yunfei at all, you have to be careful." ”

Yi Qiu smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, he is not my opponent." ”

After Yi Qiu finished speaking, he walked straight out and came to the center of the battle platform, standing on the platform with an invisible momentum, bursting out from him, at this time, Qin Feng also walked out slowly and appeared opposite him.

"In Xia Qin Feng, the descendant of the Sword Emperor. ”

Qin Feng hugged his fist towards Yi Qiu.

"The heir of the White Tiger, Yi Qiu. ”

Seeing Qin Feng so humble, of course Yi Qiu wouldn't put on any show, and he also replied with a fist.

Qin Feng nodded, and then pulled out a crimson sword from the scabbard, and the moment he pulled out the sword, an invisible sword intent swept out, enveloping the surroundings, Yi Qiu suddenly felt as if he was in a sea of sword intent, and it seemed that he would be killed by this terrifying sword intent at any time.

"Sure enough, the sword has not moved, the intention is first, and the swordsmanship of this person has reached a very high level. ”

Yi Qiu's expression changed twice, a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes, and then he took it out of the Flying Frost Sword, injected blood and qi into the Flying Frost Sword, and the three groups of fourth-level inscriptions lit up at the same time, and a terrifying sword aura suddenly condensed on the Flying Frost Sword.

"It turned out to be a sword with three sets of fourth-level inscriptions!"