Xuan Qing suddenly thought that there was another wind scale armor that had never been used.

Now, the speed and attack of this soft sword are about to be put on and tested to see how powerful it is.

He immediately slapped towards the storage bag, and after a while, there was an extra light cyan scale armor in his hand, and as soon as he raised his hand, the wind scale armor immediately went up, and the basic and vital parts of his body were covered by the scale armor.

"Wind Scale Armor?"

The ghost's eyes narrowed, this wind scale armor was extremely rare in the cultivation world, and this ghost naturally recognized it.

Now, Xuan Qing has the Wind Scale Armor, and I am afraid that it will have a certain defusing effect on the attack of the ghost.

The ghost shadow didn't give Xuan Qing any time to breathe, and after a few clicks, the sword trembled and killed, and when it arrived at Xuan Qing, it was bounced back as dangdang.

Xuan Qing looked down and saw that he was unharmed, and secretly sighed at the power of this scale armor.

Sure enough, it's a good baby!

Now he was much bolder, and immediately condensed his true qi and slashed all the way towards the ghost.

Seeing that this move could not subdue Xuan Qing, the ghost shadow immediately sank into the dantian, and a fierce red light instantly condensed on the sword, and the sword body immediately struck away like a red-hot charcoal fire.

"Blazing Cloud Sword!"

Rumble!

Xuan Qing immediately released the Seven Steps Kill, and one after another flickered with firelight, only to feel a powerful Qi like a cloud, and it burst out.

Pushing Xuan Qing's body back heavily, Xuan Qing felt that kind of coercion, and the Phantom Snow Sword in his hand was suddenly knocked away!

Call!

The realization of everyone also flew out with the Phantom Snow Sword.

Now that he has lost his sword, how should he face an opponent who is at least twice as strong as himself?

Everyone couldn't help but sweat for Xuanqing.

I saw Xuan Qing's figure raised back, his arms spread, and after a while, he quickly closed, and his palm quickly condensed the rubbing of the Daoless Buddha, and quickly hit towards the sword light.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Five sounds quickly burst out, and they collided with the sword light, weakening the sword victory of that spiritual power by half.

The ghost shadow poked out another sword light, and Xuan Qing waved his palm again to greet him, he stubbornly confronted the other party, and the ghost shadow could not get close.

And so, it lasted for a dozen breaths.

The ghost shadow suddenly had a fierce light in his eyes, and vigorously urged a powerful true qi, with a powerful coercion, and attacked Xuanqing fiercely.

Xuan Qing used his upper arm fist to block the opponent's sword momentum, and then used the Great Buddha Rubbing to directly confront the ghost.

The distance is too close, and the power of the Buddha's rubbing has been weakened a lot.

"Kill!"

I saw the ghost's gaze fierce, and the sword pierced into his chest.

Xuan Qing hurriedly clasped his hands together, forcing the sword wind not to get close to him.

The ghost shadow was trying his best to increase or decrease the sword momentum, while Xuan Qing was constantly pushing back.

This is a contest of true qi, as long as the sword is closer to whoever is one point, who will be one step closer to death.

Xuan Qing constantly mobilized his true qi to compete with the ghost.

Whew!

The strength of the two people tore in the air, and they froze for a moment, and the tip of the sword was still stubbornly and slowly tilted towards Xuan Qing.

It was only five inches away from Xuan Qing's throat.

The beads of sweat on Xuanqing's forehead began to fall in large pieces.

He mobilized all his true qi to fight against him, and in the end he felt that his true qi was in deficit, and the interception he thought would not bring much effect.

In a moment, Xuan Qing's hands slid suddenly.

True Qi is exhausted.

The sword flashed and reached his neck.

Feeling the killing intent of the soft sword, Xuan Qing supported it with one hand and grabbed the soft sword in his hand, and the blood of the big beach dripped down from his palm.

The man laughed, drew his sword back, and bowed deeply to Xuanqing.

"I lost. ”

"You lost?" Xuan Qing opened her eyes in confusion.

"You are the most tenacious person I have ever seen, no one has ever been able to take my Burning Cloud Sword, but you have taken me two styles with a strength that is three levels lower than me. ”

"Admire!"

Xuan Qing stood up at this time, his mind was a little confused.

"There will be life and death on the dead platform, why don't you kill me?"

"Kill you?" the man stroked his dragon-like hair, "I really don't dare, don't say that I kill you, even if I seriously injure you, it will inevitably end up being a death." ”

"My master commanded again, if you dare to hurt you in the slightest, you should come to see you. ”

"Besides, according to the rules of the dead platform, the opponent on the dead platform cannot be higher than the challenger two levels, you use the cultivation of the tenth layer of condensation qi to fight against me, the late stage of the thirteenth layer of condensation, I am bullying the small. Even if I win, I won't be able to win. ”

The challenge of the dead lady does have this rule, but the ghost is a temporary emergency, so naturally it can't manage so much.

"Your master?"

Xuan Qing stood up at this time, followed the ghost's gaze, and saw Jiuli dressed in black, sitting in the crowd.

nodded secretly at Xuan Qing.

At this time, the ghost shouted to everyone: "In this battle, admit defeat in the next." The little brother won. ”

The crowd was shocked!

Xuanqing won!

He single-handedly challenged the battle of the two dead platforms, and completely blocked the mouths of the troublemakers.

He became the fourth greatest true disciple of the upright lineage.

Not far away, it's a little cloudy from the sky.

He didn't believe that the true disciple who was already within reach had reached him, why did it reach Xuan Qing at a critical moment?

"No!"

He roared in pain, he knew that he should have challenged the death stage, even if he died again?

Now, all he has in his heart is endless remorse and pain.

The pain ghost is painful, but the facts are the facts, and Xuan Qing has proved himself with indisputable strength.

The victory of the two battles of the dead is enough to explain everything.

Xuan Qing's performance really surprised the sect leader Qing Lu, the original true disciple was from the sky, but he was occupied by the dark horse of Xuan Qing, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable.

Thinking about it, Litian has been carefully planned since he joined the sect, and he has been taken care of in all aspects, but he actually dropped the chain at the most critical moment, which was really beyond his expectations.

However, in front of everyone, he was not good at openly protecting, and he was unwilling to do so in his heart, and he had to insist on completing the big competition.

The deacon came over at this time to ask Qinglu, "Now announce the results?"

Qinglu was in a displeased mood, and waved his sleeves a little disappointed.

The deacon took the order, stood on the high platform, and announced: "Xuanqing, a disciple of the Qingyang Sect, has won two victories in challenging the death platform, and is now promoted to the fourth great true disciple. The ceremony will be held tomorrow!"

As soon as the voice fell, Xuan Qing smiled with relief.

It's been three years, and since he joined the sect for three years, he has been looking forward to this moment all the time.

Today, he finally did it!

He slowly stepped down from the dead platform, still with unhealed scars, and every step he took seemed very heavy.

When the last step was taken, cheers rang out.

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

"Master, you are already a true disciple, but you don't know which mountain the sect will give you?"

Xiao Wu rushed over excitedly and stood beside Xuan Qing.

Xuan Qing just smiled faintly.

"I'll just say that you're not wrong, you're still so good, you've covered the sky!"

Sima Shang also walked over with a hippie smile and congratulated him again and again.

Xuan Qing returned the salute with a fist and looked around, as if searching for a person's figure.

"Are you looking for the White Girl?" Xiao Wu pulled his master out of the crowd.

Xuan Qing smiled and lowered his head and did not admit it.

Xiao Wu pointed to the side of the guide, "The white girl is waiting for you over there......"

Hearing this, Xuan Qing thanked him and walked quickly into the forest.

......

The spectators on the viewing platform gradually dispersed, and the representatives of the various sects left one after another.

At the end of a big competition, the next step is to include the true disciples, that is a matter within the Qingyang Sect, and the people from the outer sect will naturally leave.

Sect Master Qinglu stood up, and when he saw that Jiuli was also about to leave, he shouted.

"Stay, Brother Jiuli. ”

Jiuli turned around slowly, and when the burly figure faced Qinglu, it obviously carried a kind of coercion.

"What's wrong?"

Sect Master Qinglu pouted: "You seem to be very supportive of that Xuanqing." ”

Jiuli laughed after hearing this.

"In your heart, the sky is a pearl, but in my opinion, Xuanqing is a jade, once the covered stubborn stone fades, it will shine brightly, far more dazzling than pearls. ”

What Jiuli said is meaningful, where will Qinglu appreciate it.

"I look at you, I am afraid that the world will not be chaotic!"

"Hahaha, whatever you want!"

Dropping this sentence, Jiuli wandered away.

Leaving Qinglu alone in a daze.

It didn't take long for the huge crowd of martial arts training ground to disperse, and only a few cleaning servants remained, taking brooms to clean up the messy garbage on the ground.

Bloodstains, broken weapons, and messy pieces of clothing, and a blur of flesh.

Qinglu carefully walked step by step from above, and when he passed by the death platform, he suddenly saw a figure, the man had unkempt hair, leaning against the corner of the wall, and said something in his mouth:

"I am the true biography! I am the true biography......"

Qinglu stopped, and saw his face through the man's unkempt hair.

"Leave the sky!"

He never thought that the pride of heaven in his mind would be reduced to such a state at this time, almost like a beggar.

Li Tian had a smiling expression, holding a grass stick in his hand, and waved forward:

"I'll kill, I'll kill!"

"Away from the sky, away from the sky!"

Qinglu shouted twice in succession, and when he came back to his senses, he still had the same sentence in his mouth.

"I am the true biography, I am the true biography......"

He's crazy.

"There will be a chance in the future!" Qinglu reassured.

Who knew that as soon as these words came out, the heavens on the earth suddenly became angry and stood up suddenly.

"Twenty years! Twenty years...... How many twenty years are there in life!"

In the Qingyang Sect, it will take twenty years at the earliest to hold a screening of true disciples, and what has just been completed has been delayed for a hundred years!

Maybe it's nothing for an immortal, but for a man in the world, twenty years means all their youth!!

At this time, Litian trembled, and his eyes were full of hatred.

"I can't wait that long, Xuanqing, you can't die well! It's all you, taking away everything that belongs to me!!"

He suddenly became furious, and punched the ground, this punch retreated without any protection, and the flesh directly hit the stone.

Poof.

The fist suddenly became a blur of flesh and blood.

Grunted blood snaked down the phalanges.

Seeing that the sky was like this, Qinglu also arrived very sad. It's just that everything has been set, and he can't help Litian.

"I'm going to kill him, kill him......"

Litian chattered like this, shook his body, and gradually disappeared from Qinglu's sight.

Looking at the back of Litian, Qinglu let out a long sigh.

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