Shi Ziling was about to open his mouth to ask Ma Yu if he knew the origin of the sword in Lu Dao, when he saw that Ma Yu had opened the folding fan and fanned it, his expression seemed to be much more relaxed, and he couldn't help asking: "Aren't you worried that Duanmu Xuan will lose?" Why don't you seem to be nervous at all now, is the sword in his hand very powerful?"

Ma Yu said with a smile: "It turns out that you also know this purple and green sword, this is the treasure at the bottom of Duanmu Hong's box." In his early years, it was with the help of this sword that Duanmu Hong reached the top 20 of the list. ”

"This sword not only sharpens iron like clay, but is also rumored to have the ability to ward off evil spirits and suppress demons. Holding this sword in your hand is like adding three successes. ”

"Didn't you see that Bai girl also had to put on the defensive, although she certainly wouldn't be as pustuated as the previous Fu Jian, but against such a sharp sword, I really can't think of any good countermeasures she can have. ”

"Ziling, tell me, if you were faced with such a sharp sword, what would you do?"

"I will use the blade in my hand as bait to trick the other party into getting close and compete with him for the real yuan. Shi Ziling replied casually.

"Oh?"

Ma Yu didn't expect Shi Ziling to answer so quickly, and hurriedly asked, "Then how can you do it? Besides, this girl's true yuan power must have the upper hand?"

Shi Ziling didn't make a sound. He didn't know how powerful the purple and green sword of Lu Dao was, nor did he know how strong the true yuan of Lu Dao Duanmu Xuan was.

But if it is really like what Ma Yu said, this is a divine blade, then if you want to win, you can only find a way to get close so that the other party cannot show the edge of this sword, and then force the person holding the sword to compete with himself for the true yuan power, so that the victory should be relatively large. Of course, if "Dementor" is used, it's a different story.

At this time, Duanmu Xuan on the stage had gradually lost his patience, and Bai Qingshuang on the opposite side never looked at him, just drawing circles by himself, and had no intention of taking the initiative to attack at all. However, it is unlikely that she will automatically step down and admit defeat like Fu Jian before.

"It seems that I am the only one who has taken the initiative. ”

Duanmu Xuan had already made up his mind in his heart, and the sword in his hand was extremely sharp, and he immediately stepped forward, moving the sword to the circle point in front of Bai Qingshuang.

To Duanmu Xuan's surprise, as soon as he approached the apertures that surrounded Bai Qingshuang's body, he felt a piercing chill hit his body, and the closer he got, the stronger the chill became.

"Ice Soul Cold Gong"?

Duanmu Xuan judged in his heart that the other party was indeed the master of the Shura Mansion, and he didn't dare to slack off, and the true yuan of his whole body quickly circulated to dispel the cold, and the purple and green sword in his hand made a strange sound, and attacked straight to the center of the aperture.

After a crisp sound of "ding", the aperture covering Bai Qingshuang's body immediately dissipated, revealing her graceful figure.

The Emei thorn in Bai Qingshuang's hand has been broken into two, one is still in her hand, and the other has flown into the air. Bai Qingshuang was not in a hurry, and stepped forward quickly, and the half of the Emei thorn in his hand pierced Duanmu Xuan's throat.

Although Duanmu Xuan's sword broke through the layers of aura drawn by Bai Qingshuang, it was also invaded by the chill directly from the Emei stab, and he hurriedly fought against it, seeing Bai Qingshuang holding half of the Emei stab at his throat, he hurriedly swung his sword to block.

Seeing that the sword thorns in the hands of the two sides intersected, Bai Qingshuang's wrist suddenly flipped, and the Emei thorn actually stuck to the spine of the Ziqing Sword, and at the same time, he urged the "Ice Spirit Cold Skill" with all his strength, and attacked Duanmu Xuan's meridians through the Ziqing Sword.

In the blink of an eye, the meridians of Duanmu Xuan's right hand holding the sword had been invaded by the opponent's Ice Spirit Cold Skill, and he was a little unable to move for a while.

Duanmu Xuan was shocked, and hurriedly used the true yuan of his whole body to rush to Lu's right hand to expel the cold qi in the meridians. At the same time, his left palm slapped the hilt of his right hand, trying to shake open the half-cut Emei thorn that was glued to the sword.

At this time, the Ice Spirit Cold Gong that attacked the meridian of his right hand suddenly disappeared, and all the true yuan of Duanmu Xuan rushed towards the meridian of his right hand with all his strength, and he overexerted his head, and with a slap of his left hand, the purple and green sword in his hand actually flew out of his hand.

Bai Qingshuang chuckled, and the half-cut Emei thorn in his hand had already conjured up layers of light and shadow, covering Duanmu Xuan in it.

After Duanmu Xuan's sword was taken off, he was even more flustered, and retreated again and again in a hurry, and the situation was precarious for a while.

Duanmu Hong, who was in the stands, couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Duanmu Xuan's sword out of his hand. He knew that the people of the Dao Shura Mansion had always been ruthless, and he didn't care about checking the whereabouts of the Ziqing Sword, so he first took out a gold coin and threw it at Bai Qingshuang. Then he jumped into the martial arts platform, and shouted: "Xuan'er, you lost, don't retreat quickly." ”

Duanmu Xuan's sword was in chaos after he took off his hand, and under Bai Qingshuang's step-by-step pressing, he had completely fallen behind, seeing the other party's half-cut Emei stabbing move stabbing at his vital point, he was afraid in his heart, and he couldn't resist it.

Just when Duanmu Xuan could not avoid it, a gold coin flew and hit the Emei thorn in Bai Qingshuang's hand.

After such a slowdown, Duanmu Hong had already rushed to the front.

Bai Qingshuang laughed loudly: "It turned out to be the world-famous Duanmu family's Duanmu senior, what's the matter, is the old-timer also interested in earning this deputy general position with the juniors?"

Duanmu Hong looked angry, and said with a sneer: "This is my grandson's loss, girl, you can do it yourself." ”

Saying that, he asked Duanmu Xuan to pick up the Ziqing Sword, arched his hand towards Su Bairen in the stands, and then pulled Duanmu Xuan to turn around and leave.

Ma Yu under the stands shook his head again and again, he couldn't imagine that Duanmu Xuan was so bad, holding the Ziqing Sword in his hand, and he would be defeated so quickly.

Even Shi Ziling was somewhat surprised, in his opinion, Duanmu Xuan's strength was actually not weak, especially with the sword in his hand, his momentum was stronger. The reason why he was defeated so quickly was mainly due to his lack of experience in facing the enemy and the loss of the opponent's "Ice Spirit Cold Skill".

Compared to when she was at the foot of the Heng Stalls Mountain that day, Bai Qingshuang's attainment in the Ice Spirit Cold Skill seemed to be deeper, if she hadn't suddenly withdrawn the Ice Spirit Cold Skill attached to the Ziqing Sword, Duanmu Xuan's sword would not be so easy to get rid of, and to do this, you had to have perfect control.

Seeing Bai Qingshuang coming off the stage, Shi Ziling immediately walked up quickly.

Bai Qingshuang stood stunned for a moment, and asked coldly, "What do you want?"

Shi Ziling spread out his palm, but it was a small half of the silver Emei thorn, which was the one that was cut off by Duanmu Xuan's sword just now. This half of the Emei thorn flew down the stands, and was sucked by Shi Ziling's beckoning, and at this moment he wanted to return to his original owner.

Unexpectedly, Bai Qingshuang didn't appreciate it, only said "a lot of things" coldly, and turned his head and left without taking the half of the Emei thorn in Shi Ziling's hand.

Shi Ziling is not easy to stop, so he can only stay in place alone and be embarrassed.

The second quarter-final matchup of the quarterfinals was played by Xiahou Xueyi against Shi Ziling.

Xiahou Xueyi is as his name, dressed in white, holding a red tassel gun, but he has the demeanor of a general. He learned the lesson of Fu Jian's fear and ridicule before, and as soon as he came up, he let go of the fierce attack, relying on the advantage of the spear, and tried to force Shi Ziling out of the way, not giving him a chance to get close.

Although Shi Ziling was forced out of a foot by Xiahou Xueyi's spear, he was not in a hurry to get close to him. While dodging the stingers of the opponent's spear, he continued to send out a splitting palm force around Xiahou Xueyi.

His splitting palm contains three kinds of power, each palm is based on true yuan power, supplemented by spiritual power and magic power, one palm strikes, and three palms are conjured, although they are separated by a zhang, they are still fierce in the eyes of Xiahou Xueyi, so they have to dance the spear with all their strength to block it.

Shi Ziling was not in a hurry, and sent nine palms in a row around Xiahou Xueyi, and only stopped and retreated after just finishing a circle.

Xiahou Xueyi only felt that countless palm shadows were attacking in turn, but the strength contained was different. Of course, he didn't dare to slack off, he kept high and low, and he was busy and sweating profusely for a while.

finally waited for the palm shadow to gradually dissipate, but saw Shi Ziling standing opposite and arching his hand towards him, smiling silently.

Xiahou Xueyi didn't know why, and wanted to wait for the rush to attack again, but suddenly felt that his hand was light, and a spear had been broken inch by inch, just broken into ten.

Looking at the two small half-section guns in his hands, Xiahou Xue was stunned, and the audience was already booing.

It turned out that Shi Ziling slapped his palms again and again, forcing Xiahou Xueyi to dance his gun to parry with the illusion of his palm, but his palm power that really contained a powerful true element slashed at the opponent's gun barrel every time. Because of the strength of the hand, and Xiahou Xueyi was confused by the illusion, he didn't notice it at all.

When the illusion dissipated and Xiahou Xueyi wanted to lift the gun again, he realized that something was wrong, and at this time, there were only two small broken guns left in his hand.

Xiahou Xueyi understood that if these nine palms were split on him, he was afraid that his nine lives would not be enough to die, so he hurriedly threw away the broken gun in his hand and surrendered to Shiziling.