Chapter 42: The decisive battle is coming

As soon as Qin Yan's words came out, all the miscellaneous disciples were shocked, and they all fell to the ground.

Qin Yan looked at them, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and immediately, in the gray cyclone behind him, filaments flew into the bodies of those people.

That was what he felt in his dreams.

And with the injection of these filaments, those miscellaneous disciples shook their bodies, and their eyes showed surprise, and then they sat on the ground one by one, regardless of the wind and rain.

The gray aura is even stronger, and the entire miscellaneous office, without any trace of aura, has completely turned into a gray world.

"Boy, what did you realize again?"

Ancient asked.

A smile appeared on the corner of Qin Yan's mouth, this time the perception not only improved his cultivation, but more importantly, the perception in the dream realm raised his heart by a level.

He was almost crazy because of his mother's arrest, but at this moment, his heart is like water.

He took the bronze fragment on his body in his hand and injected the mortal power of the Qi Transformation Realm.

The bronze fragments trembled, and the bronze scroll in his body also appeared.

Qin Yan's fingers lightly touched the bronze scroll, and a faint ripple appeared.

The ripple was the second seal of the fragment.

Qin Yan's right ring finger stretched out and directly touched the ripples.

"Nightmare fingering, frostfall!"

His fingers turned as white as frost, and with this finger, the ripples also turned into frost.

"Peng" sounded.

The ripples shattered directly, and three blood-colored marks flew out, directly integrating into Qin Yan's body.

That's the name of the three exercises.

"Extremely cold ice thorns, like a shadow, alchemy."

An attack secret method, a body method, and another one, turned out to be the alchemy required to refine the puppet technique.

And with the opening of this seal, Qin Yan found that his Blood Refining and Spirit Devouring Technique had also undergone greater changes, before, he could absorb aura within a radius of tens of meters, but now, the speed at which he absorbed aura expanded to a radius of hundreds of meters.

And the Extremely Cold Ice Thorn is a secret method of the Yellow Order, which is a cut above his previous secret method level.

At this time, Qin Yan's overall strength has made a qualitative leap.

"Ancient, how long has it been?"

Gu looked at Qin Yan with strange eyes, until he saw that he was hairy all over his body, and unconsciously touched his nose, then said, "It's been half a month." ”

"There is still half a month, Tang Fan, and then it will be your death date!"

When Qin Yan thought of his mother, his heart was full of colic.

At this time, the drizzle gradually stopped in the sky, and a rainbow appeared in the early morning light.

Half a month is fleeting.

The day of the decisive battle has finally come.

Since this competition has never been seen in the history of Tianshuimen, Li Shuixin deliberately placed this competition in the place of sacrifice of the ancestors of Tianshuimen.

The time of the decisive battle was noon, but early in the morning, there were already countless disciples waiting there, and they all wanted to find a good position to take a good look at this first battle in history.

Tianmen has been established for thousands of years, and no inner disciple has ever dared to challenge the elders, and Qin Yan also created a precedent for Tianshuimen.

On this day, everyone put down their cultivation, and the entire ring, in just one hour, was already surrounded by water.

Everyone's focus was all focused on Qin Yan's body, although everyone was not optimistic about him, but Qin Yan's amazing performance again and again also made them look forward to the miracle happening.

"Humph! As long as he dares to come, he will only die even worse! ”

Tang Yu saw that Qin Yan had become the focus of everyone, and said very unhappily.

"That's it, I look at him, I'm afraid I can't even stop Elder Tang's move!"

His attendant said.

"Today, it's up to him to become the laughing stock of everyone in front of everyone's eyes!"

And Forget Yu did not stand in the crowd, but on the top of a mountain, facing the purple-haired woman from afar.

"Mo Xue, don't stop me, I'm going to watch the battle!"

"That's not good, in case something happens to Sister Forget Yu, I can't explain it!"

"Mo Xue, don't force me!"

At this time, the forgotten rain has changed from the gentleness of the past, and his face is full of frost!

"Hehe, Sister Forget Yu, don't be rash, I've already reported it to the Lord, but the Lord let me watch you."

The purple-haired girl Mo Xue was not angry at all, and said with a smile.

Hearing the words "Lord", Forget Yu's face also unconsciously showed a trace of fear.

"Do you think he will threaten the Lord?"

Forget the rain said.

"Hahahaha!"

Mo Xue smiled and bent down.

"You are too exalted to him, his kind of cultivation is no different from an ant in the eyes of the Lord, I'm afraid that you will spoil the Lord's big things!"

"Nonsense!"

Forget Yu's face changed, and a cyclone appeared behind him, as if he was about to make a move at any time.

Seeing that Forget Yu was really angry, Mo Xue no longer laughed, but said a sentence with a solemn face.

"Your Excellency is about to wake up."

This sentence seemed to have endless magic, and Forget Yu's body shook and trembled.

"Is it going to start again?"

She asked with a shudder.

Mo Xue nodded.

Forget Yu no longer spoke, but looked at the decisive battle ring with a worried face.

In the ring, the protagonist of the decisive battle finally appeared.

A blood-red phantom appeared, and the entire ring was filled with a bloody atmosphere, and among the phantoms, an old man appeared, calm and relaxed.

Elder Tianshuimen, Tang Fan!

Tang Yu took the lead in cheering, and Tang Fan's family members and his disciples also roared vigorously, cheering for Tang Fan.

Tang Fan waved his hand lightly below, full of confidence.

Unlike Tang Fan's appearance, Qin Yan just walked into the ring slowly, and on the surface of his body, there was no release of spiritual energy, just like an ordinary person running to an ordinary date.

When he stood in the ring, the audience was silent.

Everyone looked at this newly rising genius of Tianshuimen, some people gloated on their faces, and some people were full of regret on their faces, with various expressions.

Elder Mu also clenched his fists and silently cheered for Qin Yan, he had already made up his mind to be punished by Li Shuixin, and he also wanted to save Qin Yan's life.

Above the ring, the saber rattling.

Li Shuixin walked into the ring, flicked his fingers, and the big bell in the distance of the ring rang ten times.

"Worship the ancestors of the Water Gate!"

Li Shuixin's voice resounded throughout the audience.

All of them, following him, bowed down to the ancestors.

After getting up, Li Shuixin said loudly: "Today, in front of the ancestor spirit of Tianshuimen, the inner disciple Qin Yan and the elder Tang Fan, fight to the death, and each has a destiny!" ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and made a mysterious handprint, and a huge light shield appeared, enveloping Qin Yan and Tang Fan.

"In the battle of life and death, only the winner can leave the ring!"

Behind Tang Fan, a red cyclone emerged, accompanied by the phantom of the nine meridians, forming a terrifying red monster!

Behind Qin Yan, six meridians appeared, one dragon and one phoenix, and two phantom shadows, let out an angry roar at the opposite side!

The battle to the death, begin!