A blood-red flower of divine inscription was engraved on the forehead above the white brow of one of them, and his eyes were lightly raised, his chin was slightly pursed, and he looked at Xue Xiaofeng above the ring, and his watery eyes were full of anticipation...... しw0。

"Miss, that kid surnamed Xue, I'm afraid I'm going to use that Xuanyin spirit again. Fu Yuemin looked sideways slightly, and her eyes were full of doubt.

"Yes, it's very similar to the bloodline inherited by our family."

Fu Yueling shook her head, seeing that Yi Mengru seemed to be absent-minded, she looked away and stared at the two people in the ring.

Bite!

A crisp sound of metal collision sounded in the void, the iron rod was cut off inch by inch, the smoke billowed above Xue Xiaofeng's arm, and the big hand blasted out, like a dragon's claw, exuding an extremely strong cold air, grabbing towards Qinghong in the sky.

"Damn. ”

Qinghong gritted his teeth, and the sword with spiritual power in his hand suddenly fixed between the black claws, and it was difficult to pull it out, and suddenly, there was a chill on his face.

Could it be that this is the ice spirit of the Bing family, no, according to the feeling, this black spirit has a bad aura, and even its own spiritual power is stagnant, this is definitely not that simple

With two years of experience in the spiritual courtyard, Qinghong quickly made a judgment.

The next moment, the spiritual power of the whole body soared, and two strands of spiritual silk rushed out like a coiled snake and wrapped around the long sword.

With a muffled roar, he pulled out his sword with all his might.

Qinghong knew that the sharpest weapon cultivator was the weapon, just like the teeth of a tiger.

Qinghong knows, and Xue Xiaofeng also knows, since you are good at swordsmanship and have good luck, then I will let you lose your long sword and become a paper tiger.

The two confronted each other, with the long sword as the center, floating up and down.

Xue Xiaofeng gritted his teeth, and despite being covered in blood, the huge claws he used clenched tightly on the blade of the sword, pouring out the black spirit from his fingertips one after another.

"Damn. ”

Qinghong frowned, his face was extremely embarrassed, and if he lost his weapon, I am afraid that no matter how good the swordsmanship is, it will be difficult to use the medium.

Qinghong snorted coldly: "Xue family boy, if you want to win, it's not that easy. ”

As soon as these words came out, streams of spiritual power struck on the long sword.

Bite!

The long sword broke, like inertia, the black claw grabbed the air, and Xue Xiaofeng grabbed the broken sword blade and retreated again and again

Qing Hong smiled lightly, and his body rolled backwards until he stopped on the ground, erecting the broken sword, and streams of spiritual power surged on the dark sword body

Swordsmanship, combined with spiritual power, exerts a strength that is definitely above spiritual skills.

Therefore, it is well versed in this method. Even a broken sword can unleash a powerful spiritual strike.

The next moment, Qinghong's body soared, his spiritual power ran through his whole body, and he stepped out of the spiritual steps again and again, like a gust of wind, and in a moment, his figure stopped behind Xue Xiaofeng.

The sword went sideways, sharp, with spiritual power, and the broken sword in his hand pierced into his left chest like a sword

Yikes!

A stream of red liquid suddenly spilled out, and Xue Xiaofeng coughed up blood

"Boy, tell you a secret, do you know why the people who enter the cabinet wear red civilian clothes" A contemptuous voice echoed in Xue Xiaofeng's ears.

"That's because, that's because the life and death of those who enter the cabinet are fate, even if they dye their clothes red, no one can see it," Xue Xiaofeng muttered, his left hand slowly raised, and slightly wiped a wisp of blood from the corner of his mouth.

Xue Xiaofeng suddenly sneered.

"What are you laughing at. Seeing this, Qinghong grabbed the broken sword and slowly stabbed it in, and it was difficult to stop the deep laughter.

Suddenly, a black gas turned into smoke behind it and surged rapidly, grabbing Qinghong with bursts of cold air

"It's you who die!" Xue Xiaofeng's face was hideous, his face was distorted, like a fierce beast: "However, since you have the intention to kill, I will abolish your spiritual power,,,"

"You. Qinghong's face was pale, and he wanted to plunge the hilt of his sword into his flesh and blood, but a brutal aura, as if it was covered by pervasive spiritual pressure, and his whole body seemed to be imprisoned, unable to move.

In an instant, the black qi materialized, forming a soft spear the thickness of a little finger that reached Qinghong behind him.

"Ahem, you!"

For a moment, Xue Xiaofeng was shocked by the people below.

This, this is simply self-harm!

Suddenly, a black claw pierced into Xue Xiaofeng's chest, and penetrated backwards into Qinghong's body behind him.

"Give me a scrap. Xue Xiaofeng's forehead was bruised, his face was hideous, the aura on the black claws suddenly retracted, the black spear on Qinghong's chest was rapidly deformed, and a flying knife with the length of an index finger quickly condensed.

Swish!

Suddenly, blood shot out, and one arm fell to the ground.

"Ah,,,。 ”

"That's the consequence of murderous intentions. ”

The black qi dissipated, Xue Xiaofeng clenched his teeth, his face was like iron, and he slowly pulled out the remnant sword inserted in his left chest with his backhand

"You, this can't be, obviously stabbed. Qinghong's right arm was bleeding, looking at the weak back standing in the ring, and fell in a pool of blood.

"Hmph, you know, what I practice is the sect's method of protecting the body, as long as there is a slight change in the surface of the body, I can perceive it,,, but you are extremely fast, I can only change it slightly to avoid the heart" Xue Xiaofeng clutched the wound on his chest, and took out two Replenishing Yuan Pills from the ring and swallowed them in his abdomen.

The inspector's face was shocked, the situation would develop in such a direction, and the battle that was originally in full swing ended gloomily.

Even so, it was common for bloodshed to occur in the Battle of the Spirit Pavilion, and he quickly regained his calm, took out the two spirit pills, and handed them over to the two of them.

"Number 79 wins. ”

The inspector's voice was loud, and some people woke up from the tragic battle just now, and some people immediately shouted again and again.

It is simply a fantasy that a second-level spiritual cultivator can defeat two third-level spiritual cultivators twice in a row and stand undefeated.

Maybe only an extremely terrifying demon can do it, and in the ring, the slightly thin figure is a demon.

The third-level cultivator who was originally clamoring to compete with him looked at the right arm that had fallen to the ground, and he had an indescribable emotion towards No. 79 in his heart, which was an emotion mixed with fear and anger.

"Since you win, Seventy-Nine can enter the Pavilion. The inspector looked at Xue Xiaofeng, who was slightly shorter than half a head in front of him, and said: "However, before that, two people who enter the cabinet can be selected as the next competition."

"Of course, you can choose your companion to compete with a person with less spiritual power. The inspector kindly reminded.

Xue Xiaofeng's expression froze, and he moved around, and when his eyes drifted over Mo Bai and Yuan Hu's bodies, he saw the two of them with happy faces, and they pointed their index fingers at themselves very inconspicuously

But that look was fleeting, Xue Xiaofeng turned around and looked at the next few third-level spiritual cultivators, and finally stopped his gaze on Que Tianyun.

"I'll choose two hundred and thirty-five and two hundred and thirty-six. Xue Xiaofeng sneered.

As soon as these words came out, Mo Bai and Yuan Hu couldn't help but be a little surprised, but the most surprised were the two who were selected.

"You?"

I saw Xue Yufei and Que Tianyun speaking at the same time, but I didn't expect Xue Xiaorascal to choose himself.

Xue Xiaofeng covered his wound and jumped out of the ring, and slowly walked in front of the two, his eyes full of banter.

Xue Yufei, who was standing on the side, turned red, glared at Xue Xiaofeng fiercely, and looked at Que Tianyun beside her.

I saw Que Tianyun nodding slightly and said, "Do your best." ”

"Two hundred and thirty-five, two hundred and thirty-six came to the stage to compete. The inspector said.

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The crowd under the curtain shouted, and some people were depressed, seeing that the spiritual cultivator holding the long sword stabbed No. 79, it was a sure victory, but the situation was instantly reversed by the little guy

"Spirit stones, that's three hundred lower-grade spirit stones. The man sighed, and the three hundred spirit stones he had taken out were squandered like this, and he was unwilling, but he was helpless.

Some people are happy and some are worried, this seems to be a natural law, the scholar on the gambling shop is so happy that he can't keep his mouth shut, this competition, the more he loses when he buys No. 79, the more he loses, and the few who win when he buys No. 79, although the amount is quite a lot, in addition to the compensation, the remaining spiritual products still have three thousand lower grade spirit stones, two hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and several top-grade spirit stones, all of which are classified into their own pockets.

Bad news, this is definitely an upset, in the midst of the shouts, looking at the back of the mysterious man leaving.

Xue Xiaofeng walked out of the Spirit Pavilion and was not in a hurry to enter the Painting Pavilion, but sat on the ground.

Although he had taken two tonic pills before, there was a faint pain in the wound, and there was fine blood that could not be stopped.

Then he swallowed a spiritual pill given by the examiner into his abdomen, silently recited the spiritual method, and slowly urged the remaining spiritual power in his body, flowing towards the blood veins.

In this way, the spiritual power was circulated throughout the body over and over again, and a very small spiritual power vortex was gradually formed in the spiritual spring, as if it was sucking the flow, and slowly sucking the spiritual power in the three spiritual pills in the abdomen into the spiritual spring.

After about half an hour, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and Xue Xiaofeng poured the spiritual flow into the spiritual spring, stood up, and looked behind him.

"Cousin, you're here. Xue Xiaofeng smiled contemptuously, not surprised by this result.

I saw that Que Tianyun's face was slightly pale, his blood-colored civilian clothes were torn, and blood was dripping from his arms, and his embarrassed appearance was not much better than Xue Xiaofeng.

"Little bastard, you"

Originally, he was extremely unhappy with Xue Xiaofeng's choice, and then looked at the disapproving banter, which made Que Tianyun's anger uncontrollable, his arms and tendons burst out, and his hands grabbed Xue Xiaofeng's neckline violently.

Xue Xiaofeng let his eyes grab: "I'm very curious, how did Xue Yufei's wild girl be defeated by you." ”

Que Tianyun glared angrily, and suddenly, his expression was slightly gloomy, and he patted Xue Xiaofeng's chest with both hands and said, "Xue Xiaofeng, you are just a wild dog left by my grandfather, and you are still shouting here without shame. ”

"What are you talking about?" Xue Xiaofeng's face was gloomy, and the spiritual power in his body exploded instantly, quickly filling his whole body.

I said,,,。 ”

Bang!

Seeing a streamer of light passing through the corridor, Que Tianyun suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and there seemed to be a Venus turning on his head.

"Xue Xiaofeng, I greet you Xue family ancestor. ”

After being punched, he didn't fight back, this is definitely not Que Tianyun's style, and at the moment, his spiritual power surged, and he took out a round iron rod from the spirit ring, and his momentum skyrocketed.

"Cousin, in your state, do you think you can beat me?" Xue Xiaofeng sneered, glancing at the end of the red corridor, and a figure walked over.

"What are you doing, the corridor outside the Spirit Pavilion prohibits all spirit fighting. ”