readx;? Chen Tianji only felt that the air around him seemed to have become a little depressed, and his actions became sluggish, and he was also surprised by the power of Wan Qingyu's palm, but when he thought that he could participate in the competition of the three sects this time, which one of them was not fortunate enough to participate in the victory over other peers in the sect, they were all strong people, and he couldn't help but feel relieved. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info[This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

The right hand grasped the bottom of the spear, and the left hand grasped the tip of the spear, and pulled it towards himself, bending the spear into a semicircle, and then the left hand loosened, the spear collapsed, and in the humming sound, the spear brought a circle of silver qi to the huge palm at the top.

When the palm the size of a basin touched the spear, the speed of downward pressure immediately stopped, and the two sides were at a stalemate.

Wan Qingyu snorted coldly, his right hand kept the pressure unchanged, and with a move of his left hand, he grabbed the Heavenly Stick, shouted, swept the horizontal stick, and swept towards Chen Tianji's waist. If this stick is swept away, I'm afraid Chen Tianji will have to break it in two on the spot.

Chen Tianji was not in a hurry, holding the spear with both hands, and with a single pick of the tip of the spear, he swept the armillary stick close to his body and cracked it, and the original sweeping direction of the armillary stick immediately went up, crossed the top of Chen Tianji's head, and rushed into the air.

The two fought on the field, showing all their skills, both wanting to defeat their opponents and win honor for the sect, but they were back and forth, and they couldn't hurt each other no matter what, and the two fell into a bitter fight.

Soon more than an hour passed, and the two of them were inseparable on the field, but the people of the three sects on the side and the people who were watching were a little unable to sit still, and everyone's expressions were different.

Qingyuan Sect let Wan Qingyu play in the first game, everyone originally thought that he could definitely win the opponent and play the next game for the sect first, especially Tie Chang Dubi, his face was a little gloomy, this Wan Qingyu was what he held with one hand, hoping that he could make a long face for himself, but he didn't expect to be entangled with the opponent for so long.

However, the people of the Azure Sect and the Mingliu Sect seemed to be calm, and they seemed to be very calm and easy to accept such a result, or this situation had already been expected by them.

Another half an hour has passed, and although the two of them on the field have exhausted their spiritual power, they still don't know whether they win or lose.

At this time, the county lord of Nanling County said slowly: "I said that the three heads, in my opinion, these two on the field seem to be evenly matched, and if they continue to fight, I will see that the result is still like this, how about this game as a draw between the two sides?"

Tianqingmen Li Tianyi smiled slightly, "This game is indeed difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, and if it continues, not only will the time drag on for a long time, but I think the two of them will also be seriously injured, according to the county lord's opinion, Tianqingmen has no opinion." Then he smiled and looked at the Iron Master.

Tie Zhangmen's face was gloomy, he looked at the Tianqing and Mingliu Sects in front of him, and then looked back at Qingyun and Elder Ye, and saw that both of them were expressionless, and he groaned slightly at the moment, and said: "Qingyuan Sect also thinks that this game can be regarded as a draw. ”

The county lord smiled slightly, "Since that's the case, let the two of them stop and move on to the next one!"

The iron master immediately said loudly: "The first game is a draw, you two stop." ”

When the two people on the field heard this, they stopped their hands at the same time and retreated. At this time, the physical strength of the two of them was exhausted, and almost as soon as they stopped, they immediately took out the bottle and poured out some pills, swallowed them in their mouths, and restored their spiritual power.

Wan Qingyu's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly, "I didn't finish this time, I will definitely learn again if I have the opportunity in the future!" He was also quite unhappy in his heart, he wanted to take the lead and play majestic, but he never thought that he would encounter such an opponent, he was evenly matched, and he fought for a long time without success, and in the end it was a draw.

Chen Tianji also snorted coldly, "Anytime!" turned around and walked quickly towards the location of the sect.

Wan Qingyu returned to the Qingyuan Sect and saluted to the Iron Master, his face full of shame, "The disciple is incompetent and has failed to win the opponent, please punish the Master!"

The iron boss was expressionless, and waved his right hand, "Okay, you can rest first, at least you don't lose!"

Wan Qingyu replied yes, and then went to the back of the team to sit down and rest.

The iron master didn't look back, and said slowly: "Senior Brother Ye, this next time, I hope you can make a long face for the sect and win the opponent, don't let the sect down again!" There was an indescribable majesty in his voice.

A person flashed out of the crowd of Qingyuan Sect, this surnamed Ye is about forty years old, with a round figure, a round face, and eyes that are always smiling, which makes people feel a sense of intimacy at a glance, this person saluted to the iron master, and said: "Please rest assured, Ye Xuanding will live up to his mission!"

The tone was a little grinning, but those who were familiar with him knew that he had always been like this, no matter when, no matter what, he didn't seem to care, but in fact, it wasn't the case, on the contrary, this Ye Xuan had always been steady.

The iron master bowed his head slightly and remained silent.

Ye Xuan slowly came to the field, his eyes narrowed, and he said with a smile: "Ye Xuan of the Qingyuan Sect, come to comprehend the Mingliu Sect's peerless learning." ”

A cold snort came from the Mingliu Sect, "Then I, the cold name of the Mingliu Sect, will win first!" Then, a figure flew quickly from the direction of the Mingliu Sect and arrived in front of Ye Xuan. This person is about thirty years old, with an indifferent smile on his face, cold eyes, staring at Ye Xuan, and his body is quite extraordinary.

Ye Xuan was shocked in his heart, he inexplicably felt a crisis from the body in front of him, and he couldn't help but be more careful.

From top to bottom, this cold name makes people feel cold all over the body, as if they were born with a big ice cube, which matches its name. With a rub of his hands, a silver-white long sword appeared in his hand, and as soon as this sword came out, a cold aura spread, and even the air seemed to be frozen.

Ye Xuan immediately activated the spiritual power in his body, which drove away the coldness on his body. At the same time, with a tap of his right hand, an abacus-like magic weapon appeared in his hand.

Leng Ming's voice was cold, "This one, you are doomed!" As he spoke, the long sword in his hand slashed, and he came towards Ye Xuan. The castration of the sword is so fast that it gives the illusion that it was there in the first place.

Seeing Leng Ming's speed, Ye Xuan's grinning face showed a solemn look, and the abacus in his hand made a loud noise, and he met the long sword that slashed in.

The sound of the clashing of gold and iron was continuous, and the two of them attacked each other dozens of times in an instant. In other words, Leng Ming slashed dozens of times in a very short period of time, while Ye Xuan defused dozens of other parties' attacks, and he did not take the initiative to attack.

The two figures suddenly separated, Ye Xuan retreated a few feet away, his face showed unprecedented seriousness, this cold name not only attacked extremely fast, but also his body and magic weapons were constantly releasing a powerful piercing coldness, making the air around him seem to freeze, making him slow to move, so that he had to divide a part of his mind and mana to resist that coldness when he defused the opponent's attack. It also made him a little depressed.

Leng Ming's face was always a cold look, looking at Ye Xuan in front of him, he said coldly, "Hmph, let's try my Mingliu Sect's mastery next!" The long sword in his hand stabbed, with a sharp sound of breaking the sky, with a piercing cold meaning, with a powerful coercion, he hurried towards Ye Xuan.