The originally noisy arena suddenly fell silent, and everyone was shocked by the sudden appearance of the purple vortex, of course, some people simply turned the tide because of its appearance, and some people knew what it was.

Zhao Hanxiao thought that Han Chuang would win the final victory, but he didn't expect this victory to turn out to be like this

- Martial Soul, the most powerful and elusive thing in the Shenzhou Continent, is everything about a martial artist. It appeared so clearly on a martial artist who had been judged to be unable to condense a martial soul.

There is not a hint of warning, not even giving people any time to prepare.

Staring at the proud figure in the field, Zhao Hanxiao's face was cloudy, and his heart naturally turned a thousand times: "I have heard that Han Chuang of the Qingzhu Sect is a martial arts wizard that he has not met in a hundred years, but without a martial soul, he will not be able to become an atmosphere; ”

Two obscure cold lights shot out of his eyes, and he made up his mind with some kind of determination.

Lin Donghua got up from the chair, his mouth was wide open, his face was full of incredulity, when this purple vortex appeared, all the fame and fortune, all the king's hegemony, seemed to have come to naught, although he had tried his best to suppress it, but the despair on his face was so obvious.

"No, no, it can't be. He muttered repeatedly, his voice choppy and unusually sharp.

On the other hand, Han Dongshan was still sitting on the chair, smiling, and never changed his expression, but his eyes, which had been full of vicissitudes, suddenly became brighter, just like the stars in the sky in March, but they were only a flash and disappeared quickly, and even made people wonder if the brightness of that moment was just an illusion.

The purple vortex spun rapidly, its momentum was like a ring, forming one small cyclone after another in front of him, the big and the small, densely packed, like a purple armor, and the colorful true fire emitted by the Qingluan Fire Phoenix was silently sucked away by these cyclones.

The so-called "Seven Feelings" was cut off like this, leaving no room for anything, and not even giving her any time to prepare, Lin Jiangxue seemed to understand that she was destined to not be able to take away this victory.

Frustrated, desperate, and maybe a little lucky, with this complicated thought, Lin Jiangxue's gaze stayed on Han Chuang's white jade-like face for a long time.

"Is this your last hole card?" she thought to herself, her expression gloomy.

That's right, this is Han Chuang's last trick - devouring the martial soul.

There are thousands of martial souls in the world, and those who restrain each other, let alone the slightest, although the colorful divine light of Lin Jiangxue Qingluan Fire Phoenix is powerful, it is just restrained by the devouring martial soul - even if it is light, it cannot escape the attraction of the black hole.

"Pounce-"

A mouthful of dark red blood spurted out of Lin Jiangxue's mouth, and the blood stained the red white light veil, leaving a shocking pattern on her chest, but at this moment, her expression was calm.

With a bleak smile, she said weakly: "It turns out that you have always had a martial soul, or such a wonderful martial soul, everyone was deceived by you." ”

Victory was in sight, but Han Chuang's face was not much joy, as if everything in front of him was speechless and irrelevant, and suddenly said: "I haven't deceived anyone, before January, I did not have a martial spirit." His eyes stared at the white clouds in the distance, as if there were memories of his past.

Lin Jiangxue smiled and shook her head, the real fire was taken away, her heart was traumatized, her face became more and more pale, and her voice became weaker: "I was really wrong." ”

Han Chuang said, "What do you mean by that?"

She smiled weakly, and said, "I shouldn't have asked my father to break the engagement if—" She paused, shook her head, and added, "Unfortunately, I don't have the power to be a prophet of the future." ”

Looking at Lin Jiangxue's miserable white smile mixed with pain, Han Chuang's heartache for no reason, he told himself that everything was the fault of the Lin family, it was the Lin family who regretted the marriage in the first place, and it was they who were unkind - but on the other hand, he had to admit that the girl in front of him was worthy of admiration.

She just wants to escape from the cage, so what's wrong? There is nothing wrong in this world, it's just that the angle from which she stands is different.

Contradictory thoughts, Han Chuang couldn't speak, so he could only bow his head and be silent.

Lin Jiangxue saw that he was silent, and said faintly: "The woman of the family has been involuntary since she was born, I thought that with my father's favor, I could escape a fate, but I didn't want that day, my father happily said to me, 'I have already made a marriage for you, it is Han Chuang, the eldest son of the Han family, the peerless genius of the Qingzhu Sect. ”

"Hehe, peerless genius. Lin Jiangxue smiled gently, touched her heart, coughed twice, and said: "He didn't know that I never cared about the so-called peerless genius, and you at that time were just a name for me." ”

Han Chuang wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into silent sighs, and there were too many people in the family who couldn't help themselves.

Lin Jiangxue smiled and said: "The days passed like this, until I was fifteen years old, two kinds of martial spirits unexpectedly awakened, first by the Luoxia Sect into the mountain gate, and then by my master, that is, Cui Meiniang, she asked me to apprentice to Qingfeng Pavilion, then I knew that I could control my own destiny." ”

Although Lin Jiangxue was weak, when she said this, she still had a smile on her face, and she cooperated with the spring breeze, tugging at Han Chuang's heartstrings.

"Everyone should be in control of their own destiny. He said suddenly.

Lin Jiangxue chewed on this slightly, laughed, and said, "I like this sentence, I really like it." Staring at Han Chuang's face, he seemed to be looking for that serious expression, whether he was as sincere as ever.

She spoke slowly: "This time to participate in the annual meeting of the two clans, I hope to win the final championship, which is the last thing to do for the Lin family, but I didn't expect to meet you in the end." His eyes twisted to look at the deep, uncanny purple swirl.

"I didn't expect that there is still a martial soul in the world that just restrains my Qingluan Fire Phoenix, it's really time to refuse me, and my life is not for me"

She smiled and shook her head, the phantom behind her gradually dimmed, until finally, it disappeared, but Han Chuang noticed that the soft sword in her hand did not hang down, and the true qi that lingered around her body did not dissipate.

He said coldly: "Lin Jiangxue, don't you still admit defeat?"

Lin Jiangxue stared at the Xunyang River on one side, the river surface was as horizontal as a mirror, and the weeping willows on both sides of the bank were clinging, but unfortunately she had no intention of appreciating this beautiful scenery.

"I'm not defeated yet, how can I admit defeat!"

But listening to her snort, her spirit suddenly perked, the soft sword in her hand shook, and she pulled out a beautiful sword flower, and the sword blade swayed and pointed at Han Chuang's cheek.

Rouyun swordsmanship, the most basic swordsmanship of the Lin family in Yunzhou, according to legend, the ancestors of the Lin family relied on this swordsmanship to stand tall in the southeast region, but it is a pity that the descendants could not comprehend the essence of swordsmanship.

Han Chuang didn't expect that Lin Jiangxue's heart would still have such strength after being hit hard, and he was shocked, and the tip of the sword was already stabbing at the cheek.

He took a few steps back, thinking to himself: "Seeing that she is already at the end of her strength, if I use a heavy hand, I can easily hurt her, but in this way, the enmity between the Han and Lin families will not be resolved, if it consumes her true qi, it will end peacefully." ”

So he only dodged in a serpentine form and did not return fire. On the other hand, Lin Jiangxue, although her heart was traumatized, her true qi was still there, and above the blade of the sword, the fire was lingering, like a tongue of fire winding up;

One is free, and the other is jealous. The offensive and defensive momentum is clear at a glance, which makes the audience watching the battle lively.

Soon someone said: "I thought that the martial soul of that kid of the Han family was powerful, but it turned out that he could only collect those flames, but it was useless in battle." ”

There are also people who agree: "Yes, yes, I thought he would win in one fell swoop, but I didn't expect to be pressed and beaten by Lin Jiangxue, which is really disappointing." ”

......

Lin Jiangxue couldn't hear the theories around her, she devoted herself wholeheartedly to swordsmanship, and her sword moves were smart, like a living thing, chopping, chopping, intercepting, teasing, picking, hooking, stabbing, and other moves were all just right.

Cui Meiniang, who was watching the battle, saw this, nodded frequently, and said in her heart: "A simple set of Rouyun swordsmanship can also exert such power, her swordsmanship comprehension is really incredible, but it's a pity that that kid seems to be at ease." ”

Han broke into the micro-ability to unfold, enveloping the field, Lin Jiangxue's every move was in his hands, but the more this was the case, the more frightened he felt.

"This is just an ordinary soft cloud swordsmanship, but in her use of it is slow and fast, light and skillful, flowing clouds, sword moves are whimsical, but the connection is tight, steady and light, if she is let go on like this, it is me who will be consumed first. "I made up my mind that if I sold a flaw, I stumbled under my feet, and I was about to fall.

Seeing this, Lin Jiangxue's eyes flashed, and a sword stabbed her.

Cui Meiniang said "Oops", with her experience, she had already seen that Han Chuang was a trick to lure the enemy, but Lin Jiangxue was traumatized, where did she notice this, she used all her strength to shoot, and the sword body made a "buzzing" hiss.

Seeing the sword attack, Han Chuang smiled slightly, his body fell to the side, the sword body passed under his armpit, he followed the momentum, and used the most ferocious grappling technique in the tiger fist, and fiercely buckled Lin Jiangxue's wrist Neiguan point.

"Do you admit defeat or not!" Han Chuang shouted.

Lin Jiangxue is weak on the surface, but in fact she is arrogant, where will she take the initiative to admit defeat, just listen to her snort coldly, and with a flick of her wrist, she wants to backhand a sword.

But at this moment, the true qi in the body continued to pour out from the Neiguan acupoint.

"What are you doing!" she exclaimed.

Han Chuang smiled slightly and said, "It's just for you to admit defeat." ”

Lin Jiangxue raised her eyebrows and said, "Unless you throw me out of the ring." Before the words fell, his left hand stretched out a slap and slapped Han Chuang on the cheek.

Han Chuang blocked with his right hand and buckled with his backhand, clasped her left hand, and pulled it towards him, and the two bodies were close to each other, entangled together, looking particularly ambiguous.

A wisp of faint fragrance slid into his nose, causing Han Chuang's heart to sway, only to hear Lin Jiangxue's faint voice in his ears: "Let go of me, I admit defeat." ”

Han Chuang reacted at this time, such an action, but he should not appear in the ring, just about to let go of Lin Jiangxue, but there was a loud shout in his ears: "Don't let go of my apprentice!" A dark green palm struck at his side.

It turned out that Cui Meiniang saw that Lin Jiangxue was captured, and thought that Han Chuang was going to kill him, so she didn't care about the rules of the competition and came to the rescue, but she used her self-created Five Poison Divine Palm, and she shot mercilessly.

Han Chuang's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly shook Lin Jiangxue away, and at this time, the palm wind came to his face, mixed with a fishy smell, making him dizzy and almost fainting.

Lin Jiangxue stumbled and shouted: "Master, be merciful." ”

Cui Meiniang's heart was stunned, and she said secretly: "Although it is easy to kill this kid, it has offended the Yunzhou family and the Qingzhu Sect, which is very disadvantageous to my Qingfeng Pavilion, but Jiang Xue obviously has feelings for him, if you don't kill him, you will become a demon barrier in Jiang Xue's heart, how can this be good for me?"

Hesitating in her heart, the strength in her hand was immediately reduced by five points, and in an instant, she wanted to Yin Han Chuang on her chest, at this moment, no matter whether she could send or receive it, Cui Meiniang thought to herself: "No matter what, it depends on your creation who is born." "I didn't retract it, I didn't add any force, but it was still emitted by a palm.

All these sudden changes happened in an instant, and even the three people on the rostrum had no time to stop it.

The subtle ability unfolded, and in an instant, Han Chuang felt the despair and reluctance of Han Dongshan and Han Fuer, felt Lin Jiangxue's heartache and remorse, and even felt the joy of Zhao Hanxiao and Lin Donghua.

Vivid faces, like slides, flashed in front of him.

Han Chuang suddenly entered an ethereal state, as if everything around him became slowly clear, and through the dark green poison, he saw at a glance the murderous palm, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, revealing his hideous face.

The purple vortex behind him was running to the extreme, and a palm poked out, without any palm technique, just a simple martial soul use, and the palm condensed a huge suction.

With a muffled sound, one palm to another, and the huge force flew Han Chuang out, and the poisonous gas was inhaled into his body.

In a trance, Han Chuang felt a steady stream of true qi behind him, penetrating his body and gently moisturizing the meridians.