In order to avoid the fatal sword coming from the west, Qiu Chi quickly retreated, and then set his feet, and the person was already in the air a few feet away from the test platform. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, he can unseal the true qi and fly back with the simplest light body trick to continue the competition, but the premise of this competition is that neither of them can use the true qi.

Qiu Chi was stunned for a moment, then smiled, fell down in a chic manner, raised his sleeves, gave his hand, and admitted defeat.

"Bang Bang!"

Personable, wonderful, a sword competition, unparalleled elegance, with bursts of applause.

Although Qiu Chi was defeated, it caused countless women to scream, and Meng Qianyao was even more coquettish, and pounced early in the morning, throwing herself into Qiu Chi's arms, and arrogantly raised her head to scan the audience.

And another group of fiery eyes all converged on the peerless figure who had been undefeated for several battles.

It seems that now, everyone realizes that under the terrifying and ferocious methods of Dugu Ant, there is still a delicate and unparalleled face and unparalleled bearing.

The penultimate one on the field was a demon cultivator, who came up to express his admiration for the five bodies, and even before Dugu Ant was impatient, he raised his head, and roared proudly: "To be able to stand on the same test table with the eldest lady, Zhang Fengxiao is also satisfied with his death!

After all, this kid surnamed Zhang actually self-styled Xiuwei, and then from the height of the test bench that went up to the sky, he went straight to the ground under the stage without any resistance, and as a result, he fell half to death miserably, and was taken away by the demon cultivator father who was the head of his family.

The corners of Lu Zheng's mouth twitched, and he was secretly a little vigilant. Who knows whether this fanatic is a mere worship or a coveter? And there must be no few such fanatics.

Clapping, screaming, yelling, all kinds of enthusiastic and excited voices soared into the sky.

In such a situation, even some decent Taoist cultivators couldn't help but cheer for Dugu Ant's clothes. However, the player who hit the number 15 did not play for a long time, and I don't know if he was frightened by this hot atmosphere, or if he was too calm.

Lu Zheng took a sip of tea, frowned and thought about it, it seemed that the Aoyun Sect, which was faintly known as the head of the righteous path, had not yet sent someone to play.

The last one to play is undoubtedly the luckiest, the opponent is all really expensive, and it is much easier than before to win the opponent.

Everyone was looking forward to it, just waiting for the lucky man of the Aoyun Sect to stand up bravely and boldly. As for who was fighting the snow on behalf of the Aoyun Sect before, many people's minds were too hot to forget for a while, and it wasn't until the bright figure stepped forward that everyone suddenly exclaimed.

This best luck is none other than Lu Zheng's half acquaintance, the daughter of Min Yun, the ancestor of the Aoyun Sect, Min Qingling.

Min Qingling walked out of the camp of the Aoyun Sect, and in the cheers and cheers of the fellow sect brothers and sisters around him, he raised his eyes, his eyes flashed with gloom and resentment, and a little more, he flew up to the high competition platform.

After a long time of raising his eyes, Min Qingling couldn't help but choke on Dugu Ant's cold and waveless eyes: "Heh, Miss Dugu is so majestic." ”

Everyone was shocked by Min Qingling's audacity, while Dugu Ant Shang flicked his wrist, held the frost sword that was gradually forming in one hand, and said with a slight opening of his lips: "Don't talk nonsense." ”

Bai Hong in the audience cleverly threw a stone and rang the bell of the competition in time.

Almost at the same time, Dugu Ant jumped up, the green robe hunted, the frost sword came out, and the cold storm quickly enveloped Min Qingling.

Smoke rose and the thumping boom rang out.

"Ahh

In the smoke, the figure jumped and slammed to the ground, and I don't know who let out a roar. Immediately, everyone saw that a person jumped out, his hands blooming with wind and thunder, it was Min Qingling.

Min Qingling, to everyone's surprise, this little ancestor of the Aoyun Sect, who was not much stronger than the little white rabbit on weekdays, suddenly became powerful.

"Click!"

Violent thunder exploded, and Min Qingling's figure jumped up rapidly, fighting again with Dugu Ant Dress, who was holding frost through the mist.

But how could the little Min Qingling be the opponent of Dugu Ant?

"Poof. ”

Min Qingling spurted out a mouthful of blood, snorted, and flew backwards.

Dugu Ant changed the long sword in his hand to a long halberd, pulled a gorgeous starting style, and then the person carried the long halberd, like thunder and lightning in the nine days, and rushed to chase Min Qingling.

Many people watched with bated breath, and intuitively felt that Miss Dugu was going to amplify her killing moves.

Against all odds.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, a not-so-obvious burning sound sounded from Min Qingling's body.

In the next second, Min Qingling's hair flew upside down, the blood stains at the corners of his mouth evaporated and disappeared, his clothes agitated, and he was in a half-empty shape, changed his retreat to advance, and quickly hedged towards Dugu Ant's clothes.

Immediately, Min Qingling's body suddenly changed.

An exclamation slammed into the City Lord's Mansion.

"How is this possible?!"

"Hell yes!"

Min Qingling himself is just a four-star martial king cultivator, but now it is like taking a secret medicine and moving the secret method, the cultivation is climbing layer by layer, and with a roar, the mountains and rivers are pneumatically moved, and he has reached the cultivation of the four-star martial emperor in an instant.

"Old Sect Master Min, this daughter is really not a mortal!"

"Suddenly climbed a full nine stars, and it seems that he still uses it freely, is this still a human?"

"I can't see that this Min Qingling is actually a dark horse. ”

In the midst of the exclamation, the long sword flashing with thunder and lightning in Min Qingling's hand collided with the frost halberd in Dugu Antsheng's hand.

Sparks shot out from the sky, thunder and lightning overflowed, and the sound of tooth acid filled the eardrums.

"Bang!"

After all, Dugu Ant was superior, and with a sweep of his leg, he kicked out Min Qingling, who was obviously less experienced in combat than many times.

Min Qingling let out a muffled snort, raised her wrist and wanted to fight again, but was kicked in the back by Dugu Antsheng, who teleported behind her at some point, spit out a mouthful of blood, fell from mid-air and fell off the high platform, bang, and fell on the stage.

On Min Qingling's face and hands, the blood vessels were prominent, and the clear veins were shining brightly, which was very terrifying and terrifying for a while.

Next, there is one-sided and unilateral abuse.

Dugu Ant is leisurely and in no hurry to end the battle. And Min Qingling's temperament changed greatly for some reason, and he became a sincere madman looking for death, bursting blood vessels from time to time, shouting, and becoming more and more brave the more he fought.

At this time, the stars and moon in the sky trembled by chance, and they had the potential to disappear gradually.

In mid-air, the Dugu ant, who was beating Min Qingling, slowly rolled his eyebrows, knowing that it was a colorless Tianmian needle that was about to come to an end.

In this way, there is no need for her to continue to play with the inexplicable little girl in front of her.

With a move of raising his hand, the cotton needle followed the breath and floated straight back to the palm of Dugu Ant's hand, and the heaven and earth without the cotton needle covered by the cotton needle suddenly scorched hot, and the scorching sun swept across the sky.

A plain paper umbrella slowly floated from the sky, blocking the top of Dugu Ant's head, Dugu Antshang held the umbrella handle with one hand, pinched the neck of Min Qingling who rushed forward again with the other, and shook it hard, and the dead Min girl fell directly on the high platform with a "snap", and smashed out a pit several feet deep, and couldn't get up.

Min Qingling's eyes were red, he bit his lips tightly, and a sentence of unknown meaning popped out in the middle of a loud voice: "Why?"

As she spoke, she didn't know where she got the strength, her body propped up half of it, and she was about to rush again, but she was stabbed into the left chest by an ice thorn from Dugu Antsheng's raised hand.

Min Qingling's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground again, and then, a large amount of blood gushed out, and he didn't move for a long time.

The audience was silent, and immediately, everyone shouted loudly, applauding to break through the sky, only the direction of the Aoyun Sect erupted in an angry and unwilling roar, and the direction of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave erupted in screams and cheers.

The last competition is finally over, and the freshly baked first person of Dao Demon Theory Martial Arts is the first person to look at the audience and stand out from the crowd! )