When several other people heard Song Xing's words, they thought that Song Xing was afraid that everyone would pressure Zhang Xiaofan to lose, so they deliberately comforted the little junior brother.

Even Zhang Xiaofan said to Song Xing embarrassedly: "Senior brother, it's all luck that I can win." In the next round, there will definitely be no such luck. ”

After hearing this, the rest of the people also nodded their heads.

Those who can enter the top sixteen, the weakest are like Tian Ling'er who have cultivated to the fifth level of Yuqing, and the magic weapon in his hand is sharp.

Most of them were masters of the sixth layer of cultivation, even if Zhang Xiaofan had cultivated to the fourth layer, the disciples of Dazhu Peak were not optimistic about him.

For Tian Buyi, Zhang Xiaofan was able to win two rounds in a row, which was already blessed by the gods.

Da Zhufeng's real hope is still on Song Xing.

Song Xing looked at Tian Ling'er who was walking in front, thought about it, and shouted, "Little junior sister." ”

Tian Ling'er turned her head: "Senior brother, what's wrong?" ”

Song Xing groaned, but still said: "Tomorrow, your opponent is the senior sister Lu of Xiaozhufeng, in the ring, if the situation is not right, directly admit defeat." ”

Tian Ling'er's face changed.

The rest of Da Zhufeng also gathered around, puzzled: "Senior brother, what's the matter, junior sister is in the limelight now, why do you say such frustrating words." ”

"Yes, although the little junior sister's cultivation is weaker, the magic weapon in her hand was used by the senior sister back then, and the power is infinite."

Seeing that everyone was waiting for him to explain, Song Xing thought about it, and still said truthfully: "The divine soldier Tianya in the hands of Senior Sister Lu is the divine soldier second only to Zhu Xian in this sect, as for her cultivation, I estimate that she has reached the ninth layer of the Yuqing Realm. ”

As soon as Song Xing's words came out, everyone was dumbfounded, and Tian Ling'er's face turned even pale.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Tian Ling'er a little anxiously, opened his mouth, and seemed to want to persuade, but finally fell silent again.

Song Xing knew that Tian Ling'er had a good cultivation talent, and he was spoiled by Tian Buyi and his wife on weekdays, and his temperament was inevitably arrogant.

Make it clear in advance, so that she can be a little guarded.

Although Tian Ling'er was arrogant, she also knew that Song Xing was for his good, bit her lip, nodded and said, "Senior brother, I know." ”

The next day, the Qingyunmen Seven Veins Martial Arts entered the third round.

Sixteen Qingyun disciples were exactly distributed in the eight rings, competing at the same time.

Among the three of Dazhufeng, Zhang Xiaofan was arranged to compete on the "Kan" platform, Song Xing was on the "off" platform, and Tian Linger and Lu Xueqi were arranged to compete on the largest and most conspicuous "Qian" platform.

The two most outstanding young female disciples of Qingyunmen in the past hundred years met prematurely, and there may be regret among the elders, but the young disciples were all overjoyed, and they surrounded the Qiantai like an iron bucket early.

Zhang Xiaofan's opponent today is a disciple of Fenghui Peak, but Song Xing's opponent is a disciple of Tongtian Peak, named Chang Jian.

Tian Buyi came to the two of them, he naturally had nothing to worry about Song Xing, patted his arm, and his face was full of relief.

Blink an eye at Zhang Xiaofan standing next to Song Xing, this unexpected little apprentice stood there with his head down, silent.

Tian Buyi frowned and said, "Old Seven, you should also be careful, if you can't admit defeat, it doesn't matter, be careful not to get hurt." ”

Zhang Xiaofan's body was shocked, but others couldn't see what he felt in his heart, so he only whispered: "Yes, Master." ”

Su Ru, who was standing on the side, smiled and said, "Be careful." ”

Song Xing's opponent, Chang Jian, was a young Taoist priest, standing there, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, quite heroic.

After seeing Song Xing, the other party politely bowed his hand: "Tongtian Peak disciple Chang Jian, please give advice to Senior Brother Song." ”

Song Xing replied: "Under the door of Dazhufeng, I have seen Senior Brother Chang. ”

Chang Jian nodded, his right hand swiped in front of him, and with a "Zheng" sound, a fairy sword that scattered red light, almost like being surrounded by burning flames, was sacrificed.

"This sword 'Red Boat' is made of thousand-year-old fire copper, please advise."

After a long distance, Song Xing felt a blazing aura rushing towards him, obviously this disciple of Tongtian Peak specialized in cultivating fire methods.

Huge flames ignited on the fiery red sword, growing stronger and stronger, almost covering the air above the ring, and faintly, it seemed that the sound of the fire dragon could be heard churning and roaring.

"Burn the Eight Desolations!"

Chang Jian let out a low shout, his wrist shook violently, and the fiery red long sword turned into a rain of swords, with a sword shadow of scorching temperature, shooting at Song Xing overwhelmingly.

Seeing this, Song Xing did not move, and the ten tigers behind him appeared in his right hand, and the sword was not unsheathed, but the scabbard was already covered with frost.

The frost immediately filled the entire ring, dissipating the heat in the ring, causing the temperature of the originally scorching ring to plummet.

Immediately after, Song Xing held the hilt of the Ten Tigers with one hand, and with the scabbard attached, he struck towards the rain of fire.

Suddenly, a terrifying power that froze everything erupted from the Ten Tigers, and the entire ring seemed to tremble.

The dense and piercing sound of metal collision sounded, and where the fiery red long sword and the ten tigers clashed, sparks flew everywhere, like fireworks blooming, dazzling.

In the "dry" position not far away, everyone was shouting loudly, obsessed with the two beautiful figures on the stage.

The glow of the amber and Zhu Aya, and the endless blue light of the Tianya Divine Sword, reflect this place as if it were a fairyland on earth, and it is extremely beautiful.

Needless to say, Tian Buyi, Su Ru, Master Shuiyue and other seniors of the two veins, even the head Dao Xuan Zhenren also sat on the chair, watching the wonderful competition, with a smile on his lips, nodding frequently, very pleased.

Just when everyone was concerned about the outcome of the match between Tian Linger and Lu Xueqi, a huge slashing whistle sounded over the square, which suddenly overwhelmed the momentum of the two and attracted the attention of each leader on the high platform.

In the ring, Song Xing's long sword had returned to his back, while his opponent Chang Jian was standing on the edge of the ring opposite him, his face was pale, his hands trembled slightly, and the magic weapon Chizhou fell not far from his feet.

On the entire ring, the cold air overflowed, and the surrounding radius of dozens of zhang almost became a cold season, forcing the surrounding onlookers to keep retreating.

Lu Xueqi, who was holding the Tianya Divine Sword, and Tian Ling'er, who had Amber Zhu Aya, had just handed over, and Song Xing's side had already decided the winner.

Chang Jian raised his arm, which was still a little trembling, and hugged his fist at Song Xing and said, "Thank you Senior Brother Song for your mercy, I lost." ”

Fenghui Peak's first Uncle Chang is the only one among the seven veins who has a good relationship with Tian Buyi, seeing this scene, he asked Tian Buyi in surprise: "Chang Jian's cultivation is not weak, even among the many disciples of Tongtian Peak, he is also the existence of the top five, and he can't even catch a single move of your eldest disciple?" Senior Brother Tian, to be honest, what is your disciple's cultivation now? ”

Tian Buyi looked away from Tian Ling'er's battle, saw that Song Xing's side had won and lost, touched his beard, and said with a smile: "He just took advantage of the cultivation time for a long time, it's nothing." ”

Uncle Zeng looked at him funny, "He won Chang Jian, and he has steadily entered the top eight, it's time for you, do you still have to hide it?" ”

Tian Buyi smiled, just shook his head and said nothing.

What is the top four, Da Zhufeng this time, but it is inevitable to win the championship!

Wait, your surprise is yet to come.