Chapter 142: The Final (1)
Xie Qian's mind went blank, and the pain in his chest began to intensify. She forgot about the struggle, and even thought it would be okay to do so. She slowly closed her eyes, feeling the warm breath approaching. Her heart was beating wildly, intertwined with heartache.
"Sect Master Xie, we ......"
A call dragged their sanity back, and the two of them let go of each other at the same time, looking at the gate in embarrassment.
But it was still a step too late, Xia Ning and Zhao Shangzhi still saw everything in their eyes. The two of them froze in place, forgetting to close their mouths and open their mouths.
Xie Qian squeezed out a smile, pulled her hair into a bun casually, and changed the topic: "Are you two ready?" ”
The two glanced at each other, and Xia Ning raised his sleeves forward to salute, and stumbled: "The apprentice is ready, come and inform Xie Xiaozong Master that the time has come." After speaking, he squinted his eyes and glanced at Zhao Shangzhi.
Zhao Shangzhi was a little older after all, grabbed Xia Ning's arm with his hand, bowed his head and said, "Sect Master Xie, Mu Gongzi, you two continue, call us when you're done." After saying that, he fled for his life without looking back, and even forgot to close the door.
“……”
What do you mean to call them when they're done?
The corners of Xie Qian's mouth twitched, this foot is not a step, and it is not a step.
Mu Chengye covered his mouth with one hand, turned around and walked out of the room. When he walked to the door, he coldly threw out a sentence: "Hurry up and wash up." Before Xie Qian could react, the figure had already left.
He returned to his room and slowly lowered his hand, his whole face flushed. I thought that my heart, which was already hard and uncontrollable, was completely lost when I saw her eyes.
Xie Qian, it is really poisonous.
At about a stick of incense, several people adjusted their moods and hurried to the cultivation ground.
Fu Mingke was already waiting in the ring, proudly holding his head high to teach his apprentices how to win. Seeing Xie Qian coming from afar, he snorted coldly and sarcastically: "It is worthy of Sect Master Xie, and he is really late to live up to expectations." ”
"I overslept, after all, I had a tummy trouble all night last night." Xie Qian said this, glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, and yawned.
Fu Mingke sneered, rolled his eyes, and fell silent.
The two immortal gates waited for a while, and Fu Wenxuan finally appeared. As a referee, he said a few words of rules indifferently, and then let the little sect master go to the ring to fight first.
Fu Mingke leisurely turned into the ring, squinted at Mu Chengye and sneered: "It's a pity that the little sect master let his disciples come out to help him fight." Even if I do win, it won't sound good to spread out. ”
"You don't have such worries today." Xie Qian said and then turned over and got into the ring, and said lightly, "I'll fight you." ”
She pinched the trick to turn the hairpin into a long sword, danced a sword flower, and raised a confident smile on the corner of her mouth. The wind blew the corners of her black clothes, which made Mu Chengye a little trance-like, thinking that she had returned to the period when she was once called the "female devil".
Fu Mingke said disdainfully: "Are you regaining your strength?" ”
"Of course." Xie Qian smiled meaningfully, "Last night, thanks to a stomach upset, my blood flowed smoothly all of a sudden. Most of my spiritual power was awakened by the impact of that talisman, and it was more than enough to deal with you. ”
As soon as these words came out, Fu Mingke's face was a little embarrassed. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Xie Qian carefully, not knowing what she meant by these words.
Xie Qian seemed to think of something at this time, and then said: "Also, the little sect master Zhang Xiao, who was befriended by the little sect master, has not left, I don't know if he is reluctant to you." Last night I saw a figure sneaking into my room, very similar to his......"
Fu Mingke's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and couldn't answer.
Fu Wenxuan coughed lightly and said, "If you want to communicate, you will go to the ring, and now the game has begun." ”
The two of them had serious expressions, each staring at each other with concern.
Fu Mingke took the lead in attacking, lifting the long sword and spinning under his feet, and he had already moved behind Xie Qian in a panic. She calmly turned her long sword, and then took a step forward.
Just when everyone couldn't figure it out, Fu Mingke's belt suddenly broke and fell to the ground. He hurriedly lifted his pants with both hands and glared at Xie Qian viciously.
It turned out that when the two were staggered, Xie Qian not only blocked his attack with a long sword, but also cut his belt.
The disciples in the audience were surprised for a while, thinking that maybe they had seen it wrong. In their impression, Hanhai Cangming was no weaker than mortals. Fang Cai Xie Qian proved his strength with a few tricks, which impressed everyone.
Fu Mingke repaired his belt with a spirit talisman, turned around and immediately sealed his hands. Immediately afterwards, seven or eight Fu Mingke appeared in the entire ring, surrounding Xie Qian in the middle.
She didn't seem to care, and drew a circle in front of her with her long sword, slashing her fingers.
Fu Mingke, who was full of smugness, gave an order, and all the phantoms attacked Xie Qian in unison. The long sword fell from all directions, and the magic circle in front of Xie Qian rotated, enveloping everything in white light.
The light was dazzling, and everyone couldn't help but cover their eyes with their sleeves.
When the light fell, the phantoms dissipated into smoke. And Fu Mingke's clothes were torn by the long sword, and they hung on his body in pieces.
Although Fu Wenxuan didn't see Xie Qian's tricks clearly, he already knew in his heart that Fu Mingke would definitely lose this game.
It's just that he doesn't understand that when he fought with Yun Xiaoyao some time ago, his strength was almost on par with Fu Mingke. And his apprentice, why is he so powerful?
After thinking about it, he came to the conclusion that Yun Xiaoyao deliberately concealed his strength.
As he pondered, there was a loud explosion in the ring. Immediately afterwards, Fu Mingke flew out of the ring and fell heavily to the ground.
Xie Qian, who was standing in the ring, had a frightened expression, and looked at his hands in a daze, as if he was also doubting the power he had just released.
If you get out of the ring, you will lose, and Fu Wenxuan immediately pronounced Xie Qian's victory.
Hearing that he had lost, Fu Mingke got up from the ground unconvinced, and shouted angrily: "Sect Master Xie's spiritual power is very strange, it must have used evil magic!" I'm not convinced, I need to do it all over again! ”
"Nonsense!" Fu Wenxuan's eyes widened, and he said sharply, "If you lose the game, you lose, there is no reason!" As a small sect, the main one is willing to accept defeat! ”
Fu Mingke gritted his teeth and glared at Xie Qian murderously.
She saluted him in the audience at this moment, and then rolled out of the ring.
Fu Mingke was really angry, the little sect master of his dignified Qingmen Green Jade Workshop would lose to a female streamer. He secretly gathered his strength, and when Xie Qian turned his back to him, he suddenly slapped a palm.
A ten-zhang wide golden palm flew over, with a strong palm.
Xie Qian turned around to defend, and the spirit in his body suddenly had a strong reaction!
Could it be that Brother Che Tong's spirit is around?
Xie Qian was distracted for a while, and he forgot to gather strength to defend against the oncoming flight. It was only when her palm was close to her body that she built up a barrier defense, but it was still shattered by the palm peak.
She was hit in the chest and fell to the ground spitting blood!