Chapter 17: Fierce Battle
Hearing this, the black-robed man had a thin lip under his fair face and knife-like face, and his pale and bloodless lips were tightly pursed, but the hint of a playful smile at the corner of his mouth seemed to be mocking and contemptuous, and he said lightly: "What qualifications do you have to challenge me?"
A burst of laughter like a silver bell rang out, and everyone looked over, only to see the fiery red tights showing her proud figure to the fullest, with a snow-white wrist supporting her chin, a delicate and fair melon seed face, and beautiful facial features painted with light makeup. The gorgeous ruby crystal pendant headdress, not only did not look vulgar but more noble, she chuckled: "Brother, do you want to challenge my sister so much?" People are so scared. ”
Everyone sighed for a while, is this little witch of the Lin family still afraid?
At this moment, the young man looked a little embarrassed by this abrupt question, his face began to turn crimson, he touched his nose with his hand, and said loudly: "Don't get me wrong, the second elder said that anyone has the qualifications to challenge you, and, as the first and second place, I think there is no reason for you to refuse!"
The black-robed man was dumbfounded, his sharp eyes showed coldness, and the ghostly figure jumped up, raised his arrogant head, looked directly at the young man, and said indignantly: "I hope you don't regret it!" ″
When the black-robed man jumped up, the woman in red at this moment was not to be outdone, the lotus foot stepped lightly, the steps were light, and the sound of Shanshan was just like a willow shaking flower and smiling at Chuyan, and after a while, he came to the stage, looked at the young man with a smile, and said with a smile: "Brother, my sister will shoot without reservation!" But don't blame your sister! ”
This scene made everyone's hearts palpitate, if there is a woman who treats herself like this, then she will die without regrets!
The young man couldn't help but tremble, but quickly calmed down, his eyes were firm, and he said, "Let the horses come!" Who have I Lin Zixuan been afraid of? ”
When everyone heard this, they almost fell, and they dared to say such shameless words, which is really a shameless model for our generation.
At this moment, the Great Elder was a little embarrassed, supporting the stool with his left hand, leaning his whole body to the left, slightly close to the sword eyebrow man's ear, and muttered: "Patriarch, do you say that my daughter can beat your son, I can see the situation just now, his fighting skills can be described as extremely proficient, and that strange and unpredictable boxing technique, according to me, is definitely not lower than the spirit transformation level!"
The corners of the sword-eyebrow man's eyes trembled, a glimmer of light flashed, and he immediately smiled: "This kid is lucky, but what I'm worried about is that Lin Zijian, he has been immersed in the peak of the blood qi realm for a long time, and he has killed the same level of falling demon eagle, you know, the speed of that falling demon eagle is unmatched, which shows that his perception of the law of the wind system is definitely not low, now, I look forward to Xuan'er leaving a back hand!" ″
Hearing this, the Great Elder was silent, gradually straightened his body, turned his head, and watched this moving game.
On the stage, the smell of gunpowder was full, and the second elder touched his long goatee, and said loudly: "This competition is a competition that our Lin family and even Sunset Town have never had, because a young man with a seventh-stage blood qi will challenge two people with a seventh-stage blood, one of them is at the beginning of the nine-stage of blood, and the other is the peak of the nine-stage of blood, any one of them can complete the cultivation of the seventh-stage of blood, and the old man is looking forward to your performance, so now, the competition begins!"
The three of them hugged their fists at the same time, bowed down, the black-robed man flashed like an arrow from the string, the woman in red did not move, just watched quietly, the golden curly hair showed a different style under the sun's illumination, the man's palm was windy, and he slashed at the young man with the momentum of thunder, the young man leaned back, his hands were sealed, and a dazzling light curtain blocked the front, this light curtain was several times stronger than the previous Lin Mu, but the spiritual power possessed by the peak cultivation of the ninth stage of blood qi was much deeper than that of the seventh stage of blood qi, and the black-robed man's palm was like a knife, The terrifying wind smashed on the light curtain, and the color of the light curtain instantly dimmed a lot, and the black-robed man sneered: "If you only have such strength, you should surrender as soon as possible, so as not to be embarrassed here." The black-robed man used his fingertips as the blade of the sword, and carved a few times at will on the light curtain, and the Dao sword qi roared out, like a bleak autumn wind, desolate and lonely, it was obvious that he was performing the Qingfeng swordsmanship, and he could do it with love, it seemed that he had mastered the essence of swordsmanship.
The light curtain became illusory under the heavy sword qi, until it was shattered, but the sword qi still did not dissipate, it quickly spread in the air, and the young man punched out, destroying the oncoming sword qi, stroked the back of his fist, and said casually: "It's not bad, you can actually break my light curtain."
The black-robed man couldn't help but be angry, his body turned into an eagle, his palms turned into claws, and from a distance, he looked like a humanoid demon eagle, and there was a faint dark red next to his body, and the air at this time was filled with the smell of blood, and the temperature was extremely cold.
The Supreme Elder in the audience looked at the black-robed man with dark red on his body, his eyes showed a hint of relief, and muttered: "It seems that the athlete has comprehended the law of killing, and there is no suspense in this competition."
The black-robed man looked at the young man with a gloomy gaze, jumped into the air, the eagle eyes locked on the young man, and a huge shadow of the demon eagle emerged, the upper body was gray, the lower body was snow-white, the long wings flapped in the air, the eagle's beak was curved and sharp, the claws were sharp and hooked, and in an instant, he proudly unfolded his pale long arms, and suddenly and elastically fanned twice, and then fell more than a foot, like a black lightning, rushing towards the young man on the stage, the young man was not afraid at all, and felt the rhythm of the wind in his mind, like the wind rising, and avoided the fatal blow, The black-robed man looked at it coldly, the killing intent was revealed, a sea of blood appeared in front of the young man's eyes, floating with the remains of the stumps, very terrifying, that dull moment, the huge eagle claws came through the void, the young man only felt a chill in his back, and then a heart-rending pain swept in.
Everyone looked at the young man's back, only to see a claw mark from the shoulder to the arm was so shocking, the broken blood-colored jade beads fell along the scratch wound, click, dripping to the ground into a gorgeous blood-red flower, offstage, the sword-eyebrow man looked gloomy, the angry eyebrows looked gloomy, and some pictures flashed in his mind: a child chased a butterfly, saying to the adults behind him, if he could accompany his father for a lifetime, how happy it would be!
The corners of the sword-eyebrow man's eyes were a little moist, and the coercion of the Blood Soul Realm in the air was released, rushing towards the black-robed man under the stage, the white-haired old man at this moment snorted coldly, and another coercion was released, resisting, not letting it interfere on stage, the white-haired old man said coldly: "Patriarch, what does this mean?"
The sword-eyed man's eyes were red, his face was distorted, and he said in a cold voice: "If something happens to Jian'er, I will kill you!"
Elder Taishang was so angry that his face turned red, and he couldn't say a word, the silver-robed man's face was shocked, and the Great Elder looked at the angry sword-eyed man, who was quite helpless at the moment, and didn't say a word.
On the stage, the giant eagle attacked again, and another wound appeared on the young man's hand, and at this moment, the young man's body on the stage was blurred with flesh and blood, and it was unbearable.
Offstage, the invisible majesty of the sword-eyed man became bigger and bigger, but it was forcibly intercepted by the Supreme Elder......
The young man endured the wound, thinking quickly in his mind, the wind is invisible, the light is tangible, the wind is born in chaos, the light source is in the dark, the wind gathers from the air, the light is born from the grains, the faint shining light may be composed of fine light particles, the fluorescent fire that the particles diverge from constitutes the dazzling light of the bright moon, the fiery red sun is the light, the snow-white bright moon is also the light, the blue sky transmits the light, and the calm water surface reflects the light, which may be the origin of light.
At this moment, the black and white blood in the young man's body trembled violently, to be exact, the white half was trembling, the black half was not moving, and the white one was shining in the young man's sea of knowledge, dispelling the darkness in his body.
The white light filled the defects of the wound, and although no granulation had grown, at this moment, the young man's pain turned into nothingness, his handsome face revealed fortitude, and his black eyes revealed aurora.