The conditions proposed by Su Qinglian were extremely tempting for Tang Hangyu.

Between the inevitable loss and the chance to win, Tang Hangyu chose the latter.

He nodded in response to Su Qinglian, then walked towards the referee and said his choice.

"The Imperial Void Sect challenges the Flame Sect Su Qinglian—"

The referee raised his voice to announce the choice.

There was an uproar on the field, some people were puzzled by Su Qinglian's approach, and some people praised Su Qinglian for being smart and calculating.

Under their gaze, Su Qinglian and Tang Hangyu stepped into the ring.

According to the conditions put forward in advance, Su Qinglian suppressed his cultivation as soon as he came to power.

Seeing that he fulfilled his promise, Tang Hangyu exhaled lightly.

One hand enforces the law and the other holds a long sword, and the battle between the two is about to break out.

In an instant, the two of them fought together, swords and swords flashed everywhere, and the two figures in the ring were as fast as the wind and clouds.

Su Qinglian's moves are sharp and fast, although Tang Hangyu's number of exercises is quite peculiar, but her body is agile and her footwork is weird, and Tang Hangyu is helpless to do anything about her for a while.

Seeing that Su Qinglian had the upper hand, there were bursts of cheers from the audience.

Several elders of the Flame Sect who were originally concerned about Su Qinglian's decision, and who were a little worried, also nodded.

"Bell—"

A sound of gold and iron colliding sounded, and the magic weapon in Su Qinglian's hand collided with the long sword.

The powerful aftermath shook the two back a few meters, Tang Hangyu and Su Qinglian glanced at each other, shook the long sword in their hands, and stabbed straight at Su Qinglian's chest.

Su Qinglian's original plan to attack was stunned, but he changed his original move.

The left leg kicked the ground and the whole person rushed into the air, and his hands twisted the seal.

The magic weapon was suspended in front of him, and he saw a light shield appearing in front of Su Qinglian's body in front of him.

Immediately, a strong wave of qi was slapped with his right palm, which instantly swept towards Tang Hangyu.

Tang Hangyu's heart was slightly cold, and he hurriedly raised his sword to block, but he was still pushed backwards by the qi waves.

The moment the strong qi wave was blocked, it was squeezed and exploded one after another, kicking up a cloud of dust and obscuring the vision.

The hand holding the sword was numb, Tang Hangyu had no chance to breathe, and Su Qinglian took advantage of the opportunity to be obscured by the dust.

When Tang Hangyu heard the sound, his heart tensed, his arm was raised sharply, and he held the sword across his chest, and at the same time, he jumped backwards on tiptoe to avoid the attack.

Almost as soon as he dodged, several cold rays pierced through the dust and shot straight into where he was standing.

The piercing air currents rippled from the ground, and Tang Hangyu felt a fierce aura almost instantly, and the long sword in his hand swung forward with all his might.

The attack that followed the cold mang's sword rubbed in the air, sending a snorting sound and drawing a long white line in midair.

As soon as Su Qinglian landed, he raised his hands, and a strong spiritual power burst out from his body and swung forward.

The combination of cold and firelight was so fierce that Tang Hangyu was defeated one after another.

In almost no suspense, Tang Hangyu was defeated.

Tang Hangyu exhaled lightly, and only said that he had already experienced it, so he bowed to Su Qinglian with a fist, and then turned around and went down.

Su Qinglian did not step out of the ring, because in the entire arena, only she and the four people of the Qianying Sect were left, and no matter how they chose, they would fight with her.

At this time, according to common sense, the Qianying Sect only needs to send Chu Wanjun to win directly.

However, just when everyone thought that the Qianying Sect would send Chu Wanjun, who was the eldest disciple, to appear, Chu Wanjun set his eyes on the other three people in the team.

"Do any of you want to fight her?" As soon as Chu Wanjun's words of inquiry came out, there was a lot of discussion on the field.

For Chu Wanjun's kind of thing that he wanted his fellow disciples to challenge Su Qinglian to give away his head, he expressed his incomprehension.

However, Chu Wanjun's idea was actually very simple, Su Qinglian was for her, and she could defeat it with just a few moves.

But a monk like this, who is so powerful up to the point, is an excellent target for training.

The win or loss of the Qianying Sect was not in a hurry, Chu Wanjun just felt that this kind of opportunity was rare.

When Mo Zhifan heard this, his eyes turned to Yun Yanchu and Xu Zhengdu on his side.

Xu Zhengdu shook his head slowly, he cultivated swords like Tang Hangyu, and he had already realized it when he saw the two of them fight, so he didn't go to give away his head.

Mo Zhifan saw him shaking his head and his gaze fell directly on Yun Yanchu, the main purpose of Chu Wanjun's question was still on Yun Yanchu.

Su Qinglian and Yun Yanchu are also ice-type alien spirit roots, and it is perfect to use them to practice.

Then just as Yun Yan was thinking about whether to go on stage, Jiang Jun beside him suddenly said, "Something is close to here." ”

Yun Yanchu's eyes lit up, and he immediately thought of something, nodded and said, "I'll fight with her." ”

Chu Wanjun nodded and said, "Go ahead." ”

Su Qinglian, who was standing in the ring, was a little surprised when he heard Yun Yanchu's words.

turned to look forward to what kind of sparks would collide with Yun Yanchu's first battle?

"Are you going to take a risk?"

Seeing that Yun Yan knew that something was wrong and wanted to go up to play a game, Jiang Jun was very puzzled.

"Adventure? It's just to see what tricks some people are going to use. ”

Yun Yanchu curled his lips and smiled, for people who are not sure enough, it may be called an adventure.

But for her, it's just teasing some of the trash behind the plotter.

She understood that Jiang Jun, as a ghost cultivator, was extremely sensitive to the aura that some human cultivators could not perceive.

And in this Heavenly Apocalypse Sword Midtown, no one who can have or cultivate such an aura would dare to make a mistake here.

There is only one person who is not afraid of the Apocalypse Sword City, and that is Lin Wanqing, who thinks that he has a system to protect him from being discovered.

Yun Yanchu told the referee that he had challenged Su Qinglian and then stepped into the ring.

Jiang Jun did not follow her on stage, but chose to watch from the audience, and he was also curious about what Lin Wanqing was going to do.

And Su Qinglian watched Yun Yanchu come up, and took the lead in saying, "I didn't expect you to come up, I always wanted to fight with you." ”

"Really? Then come on. ”

Yun Yanchu bent her eyes and said, pointing at a thousand changes that instantly turned into a streamer of light and soared out of the air as she raised her hand slightly.

Su Qinglian didn't talk nonsense, the hand holding the magic weapon was raised, and the magic weapon immediately exuded a powerful force.

Su Qinglian's magic weapon was a staff with a white jade body, and an ice dragon was swimming on top of the staff.

I saw him wave his staff, and the ice dragon on the magic weapon raised its head and roared.

A powerful force that seemed to tear the air through it burst out from the staff.

Yun Yanchu's eyes narrowed slightly, and Qianchang also seemed to feel a rare battle intent, and instantly exploded and collided with it.

At the time of Yun Yan's early imperial envoy Qianchang and Su Qinglian's battle.

Xiaohong in the space suddenly said angrily: "A small winged snake dares to pretend to be the power of my dragon clan, mother, let me out, see if I don't burn this stinky snake." ”

Yun Yanchu turned sideways to avoid a move, and the spiritual power in his palm gushed out and collided with Su Qinglian.

Hearing Xiaohong's words, he glanced at Su Qinglian's staff in some surprise.

If this staff is really a winged snake clan, I am afraid that I will not dare to move it directly when I see Xiao Hong, who has the blood of the dragon clan.

Yun Yanchu didn't want to watch Su Qinglian holding the staff and couldn't make a move, so he could only persuade: "Be good, next time, let Qianbian fight this time." ”

Hearing Yun Yanchu's words, Xiao Hong in the space pouted, "Okay, okay, next time I'll definitely beat it!" ”