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Chapter 256

Looking at the snowflakes falling in the sky, the sharp sword light contained in them, a sneer set off at the corner of Long Miaoshuo's mouth, and the moment the sword shadow stabbed his body, it disappeared in a flash. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The snowflake sword shadow in the sky actually pounced in the air, and then exploded in an instant.

The entire ring was shaken, and the fierce sword qi left hideous marks on the ground.

Long Miaoshuo disappeared strangely, Yang Miao's pretty face changed slightly, and her beautiful eyes kept sweeping left and right, but in the next moment, a slight sound of breaking wind sounded, and I saw Long Miaoshuo come behind her in an instant.

Yang Yulian's reaction was also extremely fast, and she turned around suddenly, and the tip of Ji Xue's sword flashed with white light, bursting out behind her.

Unexpectedly, Long Miaoshuo just raised his fingers lightly and instantly clamped the blade, and the tip of Ji Xuejian's sword was less than three centimeters away from Long Miaoshuo's eyes, and the sword qi blew Long Miaoshuo's hair, revealing a slightly sadistic face.

If Yang Yulian stabbed forward again, Long Miaoshuo's eyes would be gone, but the latter seemed to be holding the blade easily, but she couldn't go any further.

Yang Yulian now knew that Long Miaoshuo was completely overwhelmingly competing with herself, and it seemed that the gap between them was too big.

"What's wrong with being my swordsman?" Long Miaoshuo smiled, "Or is the person in your heart stronger than me?"

"It's none of your business whether he is strong or not, you don't care who he is, and I can't be your swordsman!" Yang Yulian's face was cold, and she wanted to break free from Long Miaoshuo's shackles, but she couldn't break free, and she became a little impatient.

Long Miaoshuo watched Yang Yulian struggle wantonly, but she couldn't pull out the blade she was holding with both hands no matter what, and couldn't help but sneer: "You just have to tell me if he's not here, or what's his name!"

"He's much stronger than you, even if you win, you can't be the final winner!You can't become a champion, because he can beat you in less than ten moves!" Yang Yulian panicked, and slapped her other hand at Long Miaoshuo.

However, she was grabbed by Long Miaoshuo and pulled her weak and boneless jade hand forward, so that Yang Yulian's hand slapped on Long Miaoshuo's chest.

"Tell me, who is he?" Long Miaoshuo asked again.

"You'll naturally know about the qualifiers!" Yang Yulian still didn't answer, didn't say the person's name.

"Okay, since it's inconvenient to say, then I'll guess one by one!" Long Miaoshuo said this, his eyes were staring at Yang Yulian tightly, looking at the angry face, very charming, and said: "Four of the people from your Sword Sect who participated in the Guanzong Competition are men, presumably, the person you are talking about is among these four people!"

Yang Yulian struggled, but she couldn't break free, because she was crushed by Long Miaoshuo's powerful aura, and she couldn't urge Nei Yuan at all, so she could only look away and not look at the disgusting person in front of her!

"I think it's impossible because he already has a fiancée. Long Miaoshuo said lightly: "Qiu Qianjun, Mu Baili, could it be these two people?"

"I heard that Mu Baili has just entered the Sword Sect, and you are most likely Qiu Qianjun and a person named Mo Chen. Long Miaoshuo looked at Yang Yulian and didn't look at herself, as if she was an angry little daughter-in-law, and said with a light smile: "The person you are talking about, is it Mo Chen?"

Yang Yulian listened to Long Miaoshuo's guess, and her body stiffened slightly.

"It seems to be really dusty. Long Miaoshuo guessed wildly, and the three people mentioned before at that time, Yang Miaolian didn't have any reaction, but when he said the word 'Mo Chen', Yang Miaolian had some subtle actions that made Long Miaoshuo feel it.

Because Yang Yulian slapped the palm on Long Miaoshuo's chest, it obviously moved.

"No! neither!" Yang Yulian looked back at Long Miaoshuo and shouted coquettishly.

Long Miaoshuo looked at Yang Yulian's reaction so much, and affirmed that the person she liked was Mo Chen!

Affirming this, Long Miaoshuo sneered and said, "Since this is the case, I must win this game, enter the promotion round, and wait for this person named Mo Chen." ”

Speaking of this, Long Miaoshuo said coldly: "I will defeat him and let you become my swordsman willingly!"

"No way, even if you defeat him, I can't become your swordsman, so don't be delusional!" Yang Yulian shouted coldly.

"When the time comes, I can't help you, I hope he can survive to the promotion match, otherwise, without my help, his life will be in danger!" Long Miaoshuo said this, his body was shocked, and the majestic and domineering momentum instantly shook Yang Yulian away, looking at the Qian Ying who flew upside down, Long Miaoshuo flicked his fingers, and a Yuan Force light mask instantly wrapped Yang Yulian, making her not embarrassed to retreat from the ring.

Looking at Yang Yulian standing in the light shield, floating on the water under the ring, Long Miaoshuo had a smile on her face, facing the cheers of everyone in the entire gladiatorial arena, and greeted the honor of victory with a clear conscience, the honor that belonged to him, and the honor that belonged to the entire Fairy Sword Tower.

Looking at the huge ring, only Long Miaoshuo was left, with white clothes fluttering and sword aura surrounding, he was a well-deserved young hero, a rookie in the sword world!

"I announce that the winner of the second group battle match is Long Miao Shuo from the Immortal Sword Tower!" the presiding elder watched Long Miao Shuo's victory and announced the verdict.

As the presiding elder's words fell, the text flashed again on the light screen suspended in mid-air.

Winner of the second group competition: Long Miaoshuo (Xianjian Tower)

And on the list of records in the promotion tournament, Long Miaoshuo's name appeared.

In the second group battle match, there was no suspense, and Long Miao Shuo ended the battle with an extremely fast means and became the final winner of the second group battle match!

Waiting room

All the disciples of the Immortal Sword Tower were not too happy, because they knew that Long Miao Shuo's victory was a matter of course.

As for the Huatianmen, the people in the Divine Medicine Workshop had gloomy faces.

Even the night star of the Badaomen had cold eyes and said, "It seems that this guy is quite in the limelight!"

"Senior Brother Night, you want those fourth-game competitions!" said a disciple of the Sword Sect to Night Star.

"With me and my senior brother in the fourth competition, we will definitely enter the qualifying round!" Shi Pound said coldly on the side.

And on the side of the Divine Medicine Workshop, Le Cangsheng said lightly to several junior disciples: "In the third game, I want to win it." ”

"Senior brother, I look forward to your victorious return!" Several disciples of the Divine Medicine Workshop had excited expressions in their eyes, and they had full confidence in Le Cangsheng.

On the Juqin Palace's side, they didn't like or get angry, because they already had two people enter the promotion round, and it didn't matter if they lost the next few battles.

Mu Baili looked at the defeated Yang Yuanlian, his eyes were slightly condensed, and at this moment, Qiu Qianjun rushed back in time.

"How is Senior Brother Ming's injury?" Mu Baili asked as he watched Qiu Qianjun come over.

"It's not life-threatening, but I'm going to have to recuperate for a while. Qiu Qianjun replied.

"That's good!" Mu Baili relieved his heart and nodded.

"How is it?" Qiu Qianjun walked up to Mu Baili and asked subconsciously.

"Senior Sister Yang is defeated!" Mu Baili said coldly.

"Defeated, who is the opponent?" Qiu Qianjun was also taken aback, obviously very surprised by Yang Yulian's defeat.

"Long Miao Shuo!" Mu Baili replied.

"Do you see what level of his strength is?" Qiu Qianjun asked.

"According to my observations, his cultivation level has reached the peak level of the Xuanxu Realm. Mu Baili said.

"No wonder Senior Sister will lose, Long Miaoshuo's cultivation is so high!" Qiu Qianjun's expression was slightly condensed, and there was a faint pressure, even if he barely entered the promotion competition, the road would not be easy!

"Senior Brother Qiu, it's time for you to play!" Mu Baili said lightly.

"Hmm!" Qiu Qianjun nodded, ready for the start of the third group battle.

With the successful conclusion of the first and second group battles, everyone is looking forward to the next competition, because many people know that there are still several highly anticipated masters who have not yet played.

Yang Yulian was a little lost, walked into the waiting room, came to Mu Baili and Qiu Qianjun's side, and said, "I'm sorry, I lost!"

"Senior sister, what are you talking about? Isn't this still us?" Qiu Qianjun looked at Yang Yulian's very disappointed expression, and couldn't help but smile and said, "The five of us in the Sword Sect will definitely give birth to a champion." ”

When Yang Yulian heard this, she raised her eyes and looked at Qiu Qianjun and said, "Who could it be?"

"The champion must belong to the disciples of our Sword Sect!" Mu Baili said directly.

When Yang Yulian heard this, she also smiled, looked at the stone statue, and sighed: "I will now pin my hope on the three of you." ”

"But Mo Chen, can he really participate in the competition?" Yang Yulian asked worriedly.

"Senior sister, don't worry, no matter whether Senior Brother Mo can participate in the fourth group battle or not, I will bring him to the ring and protect him well!" Mu Baili said very firmly.

"Good. Yang Yulian nodded at Mu Baili's words, then looked at Qiu Qianjun and said, "Senior Brother Qiu, be more careful!"

"Senior sister, don't worry, I will do my best. Qiu Qianjun nodded, then sorted out his clothes and prepared to go to the ring.

Amid the cheers, the presiding elder looked at the disciples of the third contest who had gradually stood up and were about to enter, and said, "Now, please invite the participants of the third group battle to play!"

As the presiding elder's words fell, the cheers of the entire gladiatorial arena were endless, resounding throughout the heavens and the earth, causing the disciples who were stepping into the ring to feel this kind of enthusiasm that everyone had been looking forward to, and their hearts were also boiling.

Qiu Qianjun slowly walked into the ring and looked at the most noteworthy people around.

And what caught Qiu Qianjun's attention the most was that Le Cangsheng from the Divine Medicine Workshop.

This person can be said to be the strongest opponent in the third group battle.

Le Cangsheng was wearing a dark red robe, and there was no trace of fluctuation in his eyes, but his tall and slender body made people look faintly oppressive.

Le Cangsheng's gaze swept over the disciples of Huatianmen, Xianjian Tower, Jueqin Palace, and Badaomen one by one, shook his head helplessly, and then his gaze finally fell on Qiu Qianjun's body, and the corners of his mouth set off a curvature.

"It seems that the only person who can make me look at it is you, a swordsman from the Sword Sect - Qiu Qianjun!" Le Cangsheng said with a faint smile.