The battle was about to break out, and the long sword and short sword kept rubbing in the air, making a clanging sound.

Qiao Nanqing's golden pupils flashed with divine light, and she was engrossed in searching for Qiao Ling's weakness.

Qiao Ling's muscles were tense, and in order to prevent her from finding her weakness, she could only do her best to defend herself.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The two of them were extremely fast, and from time to time they made a clanging sound, and for a while, they couldn't tell the winner.

Fighting again and again, colliding again and again, and colliding again and again, the two became more and more courageous, and there was no trace of fatigue.

"Skylight Five Styles, Chasing Clouds!"

A golden sword shot out from the Tianguang Sword, directly hitting Qiao Nanqing's eyebrows, and the speed was so fast that it was so fast that it was difficult to dodge at all.

Qiao Nanqing didn't see the slightest panic, she closed her eyes, as if she was waiting to die.

Qiao Ling knew that she had entered the realm of self-righteousness, and at this moment, in Qiao Nanqing's world, everything did not exist, everything was nothingness.

The only being is herself, and anything that is in her realm will be cut off from its roots.

Sure enough, the sword rays from Chasing Cloud were swept away by a silver light and turned into nothingness.

Qiao Ling's face sank, and his beautiful eyes were full of solemnity.

Qiao Nanqing, who had entered the realm state, was a thousand times more terrifying than the enemies he had encountered before.

If you can't find a way to deal with it, you will inevitably lose this competition!

Although there is no loss from losing, that A-rank scroll is like a poppy, which makes people greedily want to take it.

In any case, until the end, she will not give up, which is what she has always believed.

After she pondered for a moment, Qiao Nanqing had already turned into a phantom and flashed to her side.

Qiao Ling's pupils shrank, and he turned sharply. A flash of silver light shaved off a strand of hair.

"It's so strong!"

Qiao Ling secretly said in his heart.

She had encountered the same dilemma before, but none of them had no way to deal with it like now.

In the face of such Qiao Nanqing, Qiao Ling could only passively defend and resist Qiao Nanqing's attacks again and again.

But Qiao Nanqing's speed is getting faster and faster, so fast that it seems to be teleporting, Qiao Ling knows that the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for her, and she will only become more and more passive.

"What's the matter, Qiao Ling has been pressed and beaten by Qiao Nanqing."

"Qiao Nanqing is really strong."

"That's not necessarily, it should be that Qiao Ling is too weak."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and many people felt that Qiao Ling was too weak, and it was purely luck to win the previous competition.

Now that he meets Qiao Nanqing, who is one of the best among the younger generation of the family, he is no match.

"In the current situation, Qiao Ling will soon lose."

"yes, let's go, there's nothing to see, the champion has been decided."

Many people have already left, and now that we know who won, there is no point in looking any further.

At this time, there were not many people in the audience, only some of the players who had competed before.

Some people don't think that the champion will be Qiao Nanqing, and until the last moment, who knows what miracle will happen.

On the field, Qiao Ling's chest kept rising and falling, and he opened his mouth slightly and gasped.

Qiao Nanqing brought her a lot of pressure, and her hand holding the sword was already trembling at this time.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, raised the Skylight Sword and pointed at the sky, her lips lightly raised.

"Eight styles of heavenly light, breaking the sky!"

With a light shout, the phantom of the Tianguang Sword stood in the air, and the huge sword body exuded a strong golden light, which looked at the golden light in Qiao Nanqing's eyes, but it seemed that Qiao Nanqing's golden pupils seemed to be reflected.

The golden sword shadow slashed, Qiao Nanqing was not in a hurry, raised her hand and made a move, and a silver sword appeared.

Everyone thought that this golden sword would defeat Qiao Nanqing, but they didn't expect that the tiny silver sword in Qiao Nanqing's hand actually blocked this powerful attack.

When Qiao Ling saw this scene, his pupils shrank heavily, Qiao Nanqing, so strong!

There is also the short knife in Qiao Nanqing's hand, the origin is definitely not simple, it seems that she is also a person with adventures.

"Skylight Seven Style, Aurora!"

With another scolding, the golden sword shadow collided with the silver blade, and there was a violent collision between the two, and the powerful energy shock wave spread out in all directions.

However, Qiao Nanqing still stood in the center of the ring unharmed.

"Skylight Six Styles, Slash the Moon!"

Did the storm dissipate, Qiao Nanqing resisted this attack without much effort.

Qiao Ling's heart suddenly gave birth to a sense of powerlessness, was there really no way to defeat her?

Do you really want to lose?

Unwilling! Absolutely not reconciled!

Since this is the time, let's try the Ninth Form of Heavenlight.

She lifted her sword up and made a difficult motion, the tip of which was aimed at her arm and stabbed hard.

For a while, blood flowed out of the wound and onto the blade of the sword, Qiao Ling picked up the sword and shook it fiercely.

Countless drops of blood fell into the air.

"Nine Styles of Heavenlight, Sword Light and Sword Shadow!"

She let out a loud shout and waved the long sword in her hand, and in an instant, countless blood droplets turned into countless flying swords and ran rampant, and the sword qi was rampant.

The blood from the wound was still dripping down the ground.

This trick is a bit blood-consuming, and it can't be played in the future, so it seems that it can't be used.

The flying swords glowing with blood light flew towards Qiao Nanqing with Qiao Ling's swing.

Qiao Nanqing frowned, it seemed that this trick had also caused her trouble.

The silver sword light continued to shine in her hand, and the flying sword that came at her was also shattered by this silver light.

However, there were too many flying swords, and they couldn't cut them for a while.

This scene was seen by everyone, and they were all amazed by Qiao Ling's bravery.

Comprehending new moves in battle, Qiao Ling's talent is no worse than Qiao Nanqing.

Qiao Nanqing gritted her teeth, the sharp flying sword still cut her body, and finally, without her attention, she was pointed at by countless flying swords.

Qiao Nanqing smiled helplessly, the golden light in her eyes faded, and her golden pupils dispersed.

"I lost."

Qiao Ling smiled confidently, "Accept, Sister Nanqing." ”

"It's amazing that our family has such a character as you."

"Where, if you really want to talk about it, Sister Nan Qing is really tough, I can't win at all after you enter the realm."

The two exchanged business for a while, and Pei Tianhua had already announced Qiao Ling's victory.

She came to the stage and saw a beautiful dark red box from Bei Tianhua, did this box contain A-grade scrolls.

Qiao Ling's heart couldn't help but feel excited.

Bei Tianhua handed the box to Qiao Ling, who hunched his waist and held it with both hands.

Everyone stretched their necks to see the appearance of the A-level scroll, but Qiao Ling just picked it up and didn't mean to open it, so everyone had to be disappointed.

This family competition has ended, and everyone has left, what should they do.

Qiao Ling held the box in his hand, wanting to go home and see what was inside.

……

At this time, a figure stood here in a training ground within the family, and an angel with four wings floated behind him.

Qiao Zishi looked at the person in front of him with a cold expression, "Qiao Zhuoyan, you are really entangled!" ”