It hurts.

Xuan Qing gritted his teeth, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his body bent in a strange posture, and there was an unyielding light in his eyes.

"Outer disciples, it's not good at all. ”

Some people in the audience have already started to talk.

"Master!"

Xiao Wu ignored the discussions of the people around him, looked at Shengtai, and sweated for his master: he was injured at the beginning, how long can the master last?

Jiuli looked at Xuan Qing and Litian indifferently, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

Bai Susu's beautiful face couldn't help but be nervous at this time: this madman has never known how to protect himself!

Xuan Qing's spiritual power is so strong that he has already heard the discussions of the people in the audience clearly.

After a moment, his body slowly stood upright, his hand covering the wound slowly drooped, and his face carried a lonely awe.

This "Hundred Broken Domineering Yue" is not so easy to cultivate, this kid from Litian is refining today, and the power is really powerful.

With his unique qualifications and hard work, the power of this "Hundred Broken Domineering Yue" is not inferior to his Jiaolong killing.

Xuan Qing took a few heavy breaths, this battle, if you want to win, you must fight, not only do your best, you must fight hard.

Only in this way can we get a little hope.

He immediately activated the true qi in his body and injected it into the Phantom Snow Sword, and the next moment the sight in his hand swept out.

Sou!

The Phantom Snow Sword made a whirl in the air, and the next moment it reached Litian's side, with a sonorous sound, Litian retreated more than a dozen steps backwards, and then barely dodged.

"Seven steps to kill!"

I can't help but be shocked when I leave the sky.

"You kid, you actually refined it into a seven-step kill!"

Seven steps to kill is the second form of Jiaolong killing, seeing that this sword momentum Xuanqing has completed the Jiaolong killing and refining, it obviously has the arm strength and speed of the countercurrent waterfall.

His eyes narrowed, and Xuan Qing was more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.

His shocked gaze quickly closed, although it was difficult to deal with, it was not impossible to deal with, and a dark smile floated from the corner of Litian's mouth.

The two of them were facing each other, and there was silence around them, and the whole battle platform seemed a little empty.

The two of them looked at each other, and the next step was to make a killing move.

And this move, at this time, both of them know the strength of the other party, once they make a move, this battle will definitely be won or lost.

"Waste, look at the move!"

A little away from the foot of the sky, the next moment his figure swept up, holding Huang Yue and flying over, only towards Xuan Qing's throat.

Xuan Qing's eyes lit up, his footsteps suddenly stepped forward, and the next moment the Phantom Snow Sword in his hand bloomed with killing intent, and a sword stabbed towards Litian's armpit!

Precision.

Bite.

"Bloody!"

Xuan Qing raised his hand, and unexpectedly released the third form of Jiaolong Killing!

Between the lightning and flint, Huang Yue flew out of Litian's hand, and his body was in a vertical shape from the sky, almost retreating.

A sword came across the sky in front of him, and the speed was so fast that it could not retreat, and it landed on his shoulder, and his thick clothes were pierced and thrust into it.

At this time, Litian's footsteps had stopped, and he only felt pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw that the blood had stained his clothes red.

"So fast! so fast!!"

Litian's heart trembled fiercely, this speed was indeed unexpected!

There was another uproar in the audience, looking at his wounds incredulously.

"Impossible! How can a waste with eight layers of condensation hurt me!!"

He looked puzzled and incredulous, and when he looked at Xuan Qing, his eyes suddenly shrank.

Xuan Qing used the third form of Jiaolong Killing, and he had to concentrate all his true qi, and the spell that was originally used to cover his cultivation would naturally be invalid if he didn't run with his true qi.

At this time, Xuan Qing revealed his true cultivation.

It turned out to be - ten layers of condensation!!

"Impossible!

Litian couldn't believe it, the waste in his eyes, the only outer disciple of the entire Qingyang Sect, how could cultivation surpass him!

Impossible!

He couldn't believe it.

At this time, Litian's face was blue for a while and white for a while. Whether he believed it or not, the Xuanqing in front of him was still a tenth-layer cultivation of condensation.

"You're ...... Hidden cultivation!"

For a long time, Li Tiantian reacted, and pointed his finger at Xuan Qing and asked.

"Yes, the grasshopper in your eyes is hiding its strength. ”

Got Xuan Qing's affirmative answer, there was no arrogance on Litian's face, his steps retreated slightly, he was a little scared, the third form of Jiaolong killing, called Blood Evil, once he made a move, he would definitely see blood.

Either dead or wounded.

Xuan Qing only used fifty percent of his strength just now, and if he used all his strength, then his shoulder would probably be scrapped.

"This kid can't do it!"

There was already a shouting in the audience.

Pointing to the heavens: "What a genius, it's just a name." ”

Litian suddenly felt that his face was lost, and in front of so many people, he lost face, and he was resentful in his heart.

He looked at Xuan Qing with a fierce gaze.

picked up Huang Yue on the ground again and stood opposite Xuan Qing.

"Bloody!"

This time, Xuan Qing did not hesitate to move his hand neatly, and the great strength surged to the Phantom Snow Sword, and the next moment he swept out.

Litian's pupils shrank, as if he was trying to see the trajectory of the sword, but his efforts were in vain, and when the sword light flickered, he was in front of him, and his figure swept and rose into the air.

"Poof", the Phantom Snow Sword was hitting Litian's shoulder, and there were bursts of sharp pain between the muscles and bones.

Litian gritted his teeth, his lips twitched, and he endured.

Litian's arms were wounded, and he apparently lost the ability to fight back.

Xuan Qing walked over slowly:

"You lost. ”

He said lightly, and slowly pulled out the Phantom Snow Sword from Litian's body.

At this moment, a dagger burst out of the Litian sleeve cage and stabbed Xuan Qing's heart fiercely.

"Hidden weapon!"

Xuan Qing only felt a pain in his chest, and looked down to see that it was not an ordinary dagger, but a triangular pyramid.

The awl stabbed Xuan Qing in the chest, and in an instant, his bloodline seemed to be sealed, he tried his luck, but he felt that the bloodline was hindered by something, and the true qi in his body was condensed in the bloodline, and it was difficult to move an inch.

"You ......"

Xuan Qing spit out this word with difficulty in his mouth, and fell down the next moment.

Everyone watched the scene on the stage, and they didn't know what was happening for a while. Xuan Qing fell a moment ago, and continued for a dozen breaths without getting up, and finally the deacon stepped forward and announced:

"Away from the sky!"

Litian smiled at this moment, although he had wounds everywhere on his body, but at this moment, he still smiled.

Xiao Wu looked suspicious, how could the master lose?

That sword had obviously seriously injured Litian, could he have seen it wrong?---It was incredible.

Why did the owner fall out of thin air and still have wounds on his body?

"Wait. ”

Jiu Li in the stands suddenly spoke, his voice was not high, but it shocked the people present.

He clearly saw that Xuan Qing had a hidden weapon inserted in his chest at the moment he fell.

It's clearly cheating!

"Are the people of the Qingyang Sect blind?"

As soon as these words came out, there was an unquestionable tone of questioning.

If the spectators in the audience said that they didn't see it clearly, but the Elder Venerable and the sect leader Qing Lu on the seat definitely wouldn't see it clearly.

The reason why they ignore it is that they are clearly in a contempt for an outer disciple and partiality for the heavens.

Flying mountains, flying seas, and flying fish, they are all in their eyes, and for the three of them, whoever wins is the same. Even, they prefer the weaker Litian to become a true disciple, and then their threat will be smaller.

Because I saw cheating from the sky, I also opened one eye and closed one eye.

Qing Lu looked at Litian without saying a word, and he naturally had face if Litian won it, so even if he hurt people with a secret weapon, he didn't care.

Jiuli said such a conversation, and looked directly at Qinglu with his eyes.

Now, Qinglu can't turn a blind eye.

Qinglu immediately smiled awkwardly, and then looked at the deacon:

"Check the actual situation. ”

The palm envoy immediately flew up and swept directly to the battle platform, Xuan Qing on the ground had already woken up from a coma at this time, and he clearly saw a triangular cone inserted into Xuan Qing's heart, and on the triangular cone, it was smeared with the dissipation of qi that hindered the true qi.

He didn't dare to make decisions about such a big matter, so he flew to the side of Qinglu again, and whispered to the sect leader Qinglu for a while.

Qinglu's face turned blue and white for a while.

Jiuli openly shouted at him in front of so many people, and his heart was very crooked.

"After all, it's a family affair of the Qingyang Sect, and the Jiuli brothers will inevitably overstep their bounds!"

He finished speaking, and waved his sleeve fiercely.

At this moment, a crisp voice rang out in the crowd.

"As one of the seven major sects, the rules set by the Qingyang Sect should be followed, and since the rules do not allow the use of hidden weapons, they should be followed. If we set the rules but don't abide by them, where is the face of the Qingyang Sect, where is the dignity, and what do you want us to watch here?"

Following the sound and looking over, I saw a girl in white standing in the stands, with long hair fluttering and a peerless face.

That person was none other than Bai Susu, the spirit daughter of the Ten Thousand Yuan Sect.

Seeing Bai Susu say this, Yun Qingshui also stood up and said lightly:

"Since it's decided that you can't use hidden weapons, it's better to follow the rules......"

"That's because his skills are not as good as others! If you let an outer disciple be the true inheritance of the Qingyang Sect, where is the face of my Qingyang Sect?"

Qinglu scolded.

Yun Qingshui sighed, and it was not easy to dissuade him, so he had to retreat.