This time, the Hou family and the Wen family came a lot more than the Cui family, and Wen Hongfeng was also present.

Her face was swollen, but her true essence had been lost, and the whole person looked old.

As soon as Wen Hongfeng saw Qin Ziling coming in, he immediately pointed at Qin Ziling with bitter hatred, and gritted his teeth at an old Taoist beside him who was wearing a white Taoist robe, wearing a star crown, holding a whisk in his hand, with a childlike face and crane hair, and a fairy wind Dao bone faction: "Father is the wild seed that abolished my cultivation, you must help me kill him later!" ”

This old path was the Biyun Sect Elder who Feng Ziluo had returned from the Dragon Vein Land last year and intercepted them halfway.

"Mother, a stinky boy who hasn't dried up, why do you need your grandfather to take action, wait for your son to help you kill him and relieve your hatred." A man on the side who was somewhat similar to Wen Hongfeng and looked like he was only in his thirties said with a conceited face.

"Since Kun Hu can easily suppress Kun Ye, it may not be easy for you to defeat him, or it is more appropriate for your grandfather to take action. Your opponent is Shanhe, you must defeat him! Hou Yuehong on the side said in a deep voice, looking at Cui Kunhu with a hint of Yan Father's kindness.

Cui Kunhu glanced at Hou Yuehong and didn't say anything more.

"Who's that scribe-dressed guy?" Qin Ziling didn't pay attention to Wen Hongfeng and the others at all, but just swept his gaze slightly over the old man who was sitting between the Hou family and the Wen family, dressed as a scribe, with his eyes closed and his old god there, his face was sharp and narrow, and the tall and thin old man asked Cui Shanhe beside him in a low voice.

Cui Shanhe's eyes fell on the scribe, his pupils shrank slightly, revealing a dignified color and said: "His name is Pu Jingyan, the deputy sect master of the Biyun Sect, the most proud disciple of Qingsong Lao'er, and the most promising person to become the second grandmaster of the Biyun Sect, Cui Kunhu worships under his door."

It is said that Pu Jingyan has been practicing in retreat in recent years, but he didn't expect to break through the barrier for this matter today, it seems that this Pu Jingyan is very important to Cui Kunhu! ”

While Cui Shanhe and Qin Ziling were talking in a low voice, Pu Jingyan suddenly opened his eyes.

As soon as his eyes opened, two lines of gaze shot out like swords, which made everyone around him suddenly eclipse, as if he was the only one left in the world.

Pu Jingyan's gaze just swept over Cui Shanhe and Qin Ziling, and then fell on Jian Bailou.

An invisible momentum swept towards Jian Bailou with Pu Jingyan's gaze.

A faint black aura surged on Jian Bailou's face, and the invisible force instantly retreated.

Pu Jingyan's gaze returned to normal, but he saw that Jian Bailou had more contempt and condescension, as if he was already sunset, and he was about to die.

Seeing this, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Qin Ziling's mouth.

His teacher is definitely the emperor!

Soon, the two sides sat opposite each other on the left and right sides of Dong Batian and other witnesses.

Seeing that everyone on both sides had arrived, Dong Batian simply asked the two sides to sign the letter of life and death and the price that the loser needed to pay, and then took the stage and said a few words, and then retreated.

Among them, if the Cui family loses, not only will they have to give up a large part of the interests of Qinghe County, but the Wen family will also abolish Qin Ziling's cultivation, of course, the premise is that Qin Ziling can survive the competition.

Because there are rules between the two sides, if one side does not take the initiative to admit defeat when the two sides fight, it is not to die!

Of course, if the Wen family and the Hou family lose, they will also give up a lot of the interests of Qinghe County.

Dong Batian stepped back, and Wen Chuansen Shi Shiran got up and stepped into the arena with a whisk in hand.

"Although the old man doesn't want to bully the small, but Qin Ziling's son has ruined my daughter's reputation, and she has been abolished, as a father, if he can't get justice for his daughter, he will be a father in vain!" Wen Chuansen arched his hand in all directions, said with great righteousness, and then his face sank suddenly, and he shook the dust in the direction of Qin Ziling.

The soft silver dust silk suddenly straightened, and pointed at Qin Ziling with a brush, and the silk thread shone silver in the sun.

"Qin boy, if you have the courage, come out and fight. If you don't have the guts, hide behind Cui Boming and let him fight for you first, the old man doesn't mind cleaning up Cui Boming first and then cleaning you up! Wen Chuansen was extremely arrogant and said with empty eyes.

"If there is a daughter, there is a father! Your daughter's bullying and evil have ruined the happy life of my grandfather and grandmother, and caused him to be separated from his wife and humiliated for many years. It can be said that she deserves to end up like this, and it has a lot to do with your father's failure to fulfill his responsibility to teach.

Now you, the father, ignore the evil things his daughter has done all these years, but want to be strong and want to kill me, and now you are still talking so high-sounding, it seems that you old man is also very bad! Qin Ziling held the "Bloody Battle" horizontal knife in his hand, and stepped into the arena without hurrying, and then pointed at Wen Chuansen from afar, and said coldly.

"The erector is so bloody that he will spew people, if the old man doesn't abolish you today, he will be a father in vain!" Wen Chuansen's face sank suddenly, his eyes were murderous, and the dust in his hand was thrown into the sky.

Suddenly, thousands of dust filaments spread out like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, and sharp silver light tore through the air, shooting towards Qin Ziling overwhelmingly, sealing all the space he was.

Some silver light fell to the ground, and the hard bluestone floor looked like tofu, and immediately there were dense holes like needle eyes.

On the Cui family's side, except for Jian Bailou and Xiao Jing's old god, the pupils of the others shrank suddenly.

"This old thief Zhenyuan is becoming more and more refined, and his control methods are becoming more and more sophisticated!" Cui Boming showed a look of worry on his face.

Seeing this, Wen Hongfeng's eyes showed a look of anticipation and longing, and the muscles on her face continued to twist.

Hou Yuehong and the others showed a hint of a smile on their faces, as if they had already won the game.

At this time, the "bloody battle" horizontal knife in Qin Ziling's hand shook, and suddenly an incomparably powerful sword aura rose to the sky.

Immediately followed by a shock of blood-colored sword light, it was circled, and a large ball of blood light was formed, enveloping Qin Ziling's entire person inside.

"Jingle Bell!" A little silver light fell on the blood light ball, like dense rain knocking on the window, and the sound was loud.

The blood-light ball was impenetrable to the wind, splashing water and not entering, and all the overwhelming silver rays were blocked.

The blood-light ball rolled and advanced in the cold glow of silver light that kept falling.

The chilling sword qi and the overwhelming murderous aura swept away in the direction of Wen Chuansen along with the blood light ball.

Seeing this, Wen Chuansen's face changed slightly, and the magic formula in his hand changed.

Thousands of dusty silver filaments gathered one after another, condensed into a strand, and then swooped towards Qin Ziling like a silver dragon.

Seeing this, Qin Ziling smiled coldly, and the blood-light ball shook, turning back into a horizontal knife that refracted blood-colored light in the sun.

The "Blood Battle" horizontal knife slashed towards the silver dragon.

Suddenly, a sword more than ten zhang long rushed out from the blade.

Sting!

The sharp blade tore through the air, slicing through the air in a trajectory that seemed to be as simple as it could be.

Just like the Taiji diagram, at first glance, it is simple, black and white.

But the more you look at it, the more you will find that there are infinite mysteries in it.

Faced with this strange knife, Wen Chuansen suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

It seems that this knife fills the entire heaven and earth, is everywhere, and can fall on any part of the "silver dragon".

Wen Chuansen's face changed slightly, his eyes showed an incomparably solemn color, and the magic trick in his hand rose again.

The silver dragon rose into the sky, prematurely in the air, and did not dare to take this knife.

The entire arena seemed to suddenly fall silent.

Not to mention Cui Boming and other people who didn't know Qin Ziling's details, even if they knew some of Qin Ziling's fines, Jian Bailou and Xiao Jing were shocked when they saw this.

Especially Jian Bailou almost had to stand up.

He is a master of kendo and even realizes a trace of sword intent.

The feeling that Qin Ziling's knife just now gave him seemed to have touched the threshold of a trace of knife intent.

It is extremely powerful, looking at the world, and can kill everything, but it also contains softness and change like flowing water.

Pu Jingyan's careless gaze suddenly became extremely sharp, revealing a strong killing intent.

Seeing the silver dragon soaring into the air, Qin Zi Ling Yangtian let out a long laugh, holding the "Bloody Battle" horizontal knife in his hand, and went straight towards Wen Chuansen.

Qi refining, before the grandmaster, the power that could hook heaven and earth was extremely limited, and the main thing was the true power and true yuan that came from hard cultivation.

However, because the true power and true element originate from the qi of heaven and earth, but after cultivation, they have fallen into a personal brand, and they are essentially the qi of heaven and earth, so unlike martial artists, qi refiners can manipulate magic weapons and magic weapons through the true power and true yuan of the same origin as the qi of heaven and earth at a relatively long distance, so that the body is in a relatively safe position.

And the strength of the warrior comes from the physical body, even though it can burst out of the body, the distance is very limited.

But it is precisely because the strength comes from the physical body that it really belongs to oneself, and the warrior controls it like an arm and a finger, and the strength can walk at will.

Therefore, once the martial artist is approached to the main body, although the Qi Refiner can also operate True Power and True Yuan melee combat, he will be relatively at a disadvantage.

Wen Chuansen saw that Qin Ziling was holding the knife and killing directly, the momentum was extremely fierce, tearing open the air, all of which brought gusts of wind and waves, his face changed again, the person had already jumped and flew back, and at the same time, the magic technique rose again, and the silver dragon rushed towards Qin Ziling again.

"Kill!" Qin Ziling snorted coldly and slashed away, the thick blood-colored sword was still simple but contained unpredictable changes.

Wen Chuansen's pupils shrank suddenly, his face sank, the silver dragon's body was elongated, dancing wildly in the air, and the silver light filled the sky, covering the space crossed by the "Blood Battle" horizontal knife, and then suddenly entwined and stirred.

"When! While! While! The silver dragon continued to wrap and contract, and the blood-colored sword was constantly compressed, bursting with a little bit of blood and silver mixed together, sprinkling down, looking incomparably gorgeous in the sun.

When a few bits of silver light fell, they turned into silver dust threads.

The extremely sharp blades and blades actually cut off some dust threads.

Wen Chuansen's face became more and more gloomy and ugly.

He could feel that Qin Ziling's cultivation was actually only in the early stage of bone refining, because the bone energy released through the "Blood Battle" horizontal knife had a hint of copper, which was the unique color of the bone strength contained in the superficial bones.

Therefore, Wen Chuansen saw that Qin Ziling's sword technique was subtle, so he changed his strategy and did not compare his moves.

It's about dropping ten times with one force!

Wen Chuansen directly wrapped the "Blood Battle" horizontal knife with the silver dragon transformed by the dust silk, trying to directly crush and crush it with his powerful True Yuan Force.

But he didn't expect that Qin Ziling's bone strength was not only hard and sharp, but also endless, extremely strong, and it was not like other great martial artists in the early stage of bone refining, who could only break out intermittently.

The continuous bone strength withstood his vigorous crushing with its hardness, and at the same time broke the surface with its sharpness, constantly cutting his "silver dragon".

In this way, Wen Chuansen was equivalent to exploding with all his strength, while Qin Ziling only recognized it with one click.

Wen Chuansen's energy consumption is huge, but his energy consumption is much less.

It's just that now that the two sides have become entangled, Wen Chuansen will inevitably lose face if he withdraws, and he is also worried that Qin Ziling's mysterious sword technique will take advantage of the situation to fight back.

Of course, Wen Chuansen also believed that he was in the realm of the late stage of the True Yuan, competing for strength and staying power, and it was impossible to lose to Qin Ziling, a guy in the early stage of bone refining, no matter what.

Time passes like flowing water.

A stick of incense time passes.

Under the sun, in mid-air.

The silver dragon was still wrapped around the "Bloody Battle" horizontal knife and kept strangling.

A blood-colored sword light was like a blood python wrapped around the silver dragon, constantly twisting, as if trying to break free.

The light on both sides was gradually dimming, and a trace of dust and the original form of a horizontal knife were already faintly revealed.

There were a lot of dusty silver threads sprinkled on the ground.

Wen Chuansen's face was pale, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and the true yuan in his body was rolling out, and the consumption was huge.

But Wen Chuansen had no intention of stopping.

Because Qin Ziling's situation looked worse than his.

He held the horizontal knife in his hand, his muscles were tangled, his green tendons were bursting up, his young and handsome face was red in the sun, sweat the size of a bean was rolling down his forehead, and his body trembled slightly, as if he would not be able to support it and fall down in the next moment.

Seeing this, the people in the camp of the Hou family and the Wen family looked obviously relaxed.

Wen Chuansen is a veteran great qi refiner in the late stage of the True Yuan, the True Yuan is powerful and inexhaustible, and now he is entangled in Qin Ziling's "bloody battle" horizontal knife with dusty silver threads, forcing him to only spend his strength with him, but he can't use the mysterious sword technique.

In their opinion, Qin Ziling's qi and blood strength, including bone strength, no matter how strong and powerful he was, it was impossible to compare to Wen Chuansen after all. Even if Wen Chuansen's tactics were at least two or three times more powerful than Qin Ziling's, Qin Ziling would definitely not be able to consume him.

In fact, the current situation on both sides also confirms their thinking.

The faces of the Cui family were all as black as if they were about to drip water, and even Cui Shanhe couldn't help but scold Wen Chuansen for being shameless, and was reprimanded by Dong Tianba, so he had no choice but to shut up.

On the Cui family's side, only Jian Bailou and Xiao Jing only pouted secretly.

This apprentice is so good at acting!

Poor Elder Wen, he is old, and he can't escape the fate of being pitted by his eldest brother!

Another stick of incense time has passed.

The sun had climbed right above the heads of the people.

The winter sun shines warmly on the body, which makes people very comfortable.

But Wen Chuansen felt that the sun was so poisonous that he felt dizzy, the fine sweat on his forehead had turned into heavy sweat, and the white robe was so wet that it seemed to be dripping water.

Qin Ziling on the opposite side was still the same as before, and even trembled slightly, as if he was about to run out of strength in the next moment and fell to the ground, but he just didn't fall.

The witnesses have seen their eyes straight.

This was the first time they had seen a great martial artist in the early stage of bone refining compare his staying strength with a great qi refining master in the late stage of True Yuan, and he could hold on for so long.

Each time, it seems to run out of strength, but it squeezes out a little water like a sponge.

The people of the Wen family and the Hou family began to have black faces and wanted to curse.

The people of the Cui family turned from pessimistic and desperate at the beginning to extremely nervous, for fear that Qin Ziling would not be able to hold on in the next moment.

Another stick of incense time has passed.

Under the sun, Wen Chuansen's body began to tremble like Qin Ziling, and his originally ruddy old face had completely lost its luster and became wrinkled.

Qin Ziling is still the same.

The atmosphere of the scene is subtle and eerie.

Except for Xiao Jing and Jian Bailou, who wanted to laugh, the others always felt that something was wrong.

Just when the people watching the battle felt that something was wrong, suddenly Qin Ziling opened his mouth and said, "Old guy! This kind of competition is too boring, so let's do something cool! ”

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When Qin Ziling's words were still echoing in the air, an afterimage crossed the martial arts arena and approached Wen Chuansen in a blink of an eye.

"Look for death!" Wen Chuansen was overjoyed when he saw this, and opened his mouth to squirt out a water system true yuan at Qin Ziling.

The water system true element condensed into an ice sword in the air, directly taking Qin Ziling's throat.

At the same time, the magic weapon Fuchen had already taken the opportunity to release the "Bloody Battle" horizontal knife that had lost control, and the silver threads turned into thousands of silver rays and shot at Qin Ziling again.

"It's a pity, in the end, I can't carry Wen Chuansen!" Dong Tianba and others secretly regretted.

The people of the Wen family and the Hou family all showed surprise.

The Cui family's faces changed greatly, and Cui Boming even opened his mouth to admit defeat for Qin Ziling, but was stopped by Jian Bailou.

In everyone's opinion, Qin Ziling has now reached the point where the lamp oil has run out, and he has no choice but to give up the "bloody battle" horizontal knife, and wants to kill Wen Chuansen with a desperate attack.

But after all, Wen Chuansen is a veteran True Yuan late stage Great Qi Refiner, and he still has a little True Yuan power left, and he reacts quickly to changes, so he directly uses a True Yuan Condensation Ice Sword to take Qin Ziling's vital point, preventing him from approaching, and at the same time turning back the dust magic weapon.

Now that Qin Ziling is under attack on his back, even if he can break the ice sword, how can the silver silk cold light sprinkled in the sky be his flesh and blood to dodge? Can you stop it?

Unless he still has a lot of strength left, he can put a strength shield around his body!

But is it possible?

Just when everyone thought that Qin Ziling would be defeated and killed this time, Qin Ziling actually opened his mouth, and a flying sword that refracted colorful colors in the sunlight and was crystal clear broke out of the air.

"Dang!" A bang.

The flying sword directly shattered the ice sword condensed by Wen Chuansen's true yuan power.

Almost at the same time, Qin Ziling's figure did not pause in the slightest, and even suddenly exerted force at an even more terrifying speed.

"Stop!" The Wen family and the Hou family immediately drank violently, and Pu Jingyan even pointed at Qin Ziling in the air, and a turquoise sword qi tore through the air and stabbed him away.

"Pu Jingyan, why are you as shameless as your master!" Seeing this, Jian Bailou also pointed at the air, and an even sharper golden sword qi tore through the air, and the last came first.

The two sword qi touched in the air and exploded violently, rolling up waves of qi.

There was another black aura on Jian Bailou's face, and this time it became more and more obvious.

"Sting!"

Qin Ziling's hand knife stabbed directly into the chest of Wen Chuansen, who was rapidly retreating, and then pulled it out violently, knelt on one knee, gasping for breath, sweat rolling down his forehead.

Wen Chuansen looked at the blood spurting from his chest, and fell to the ground with his head tilted in disbelief.