On the second day, there were only two huge rings left in the square of the sea of clouds.

Most of the people of the seven veins of Qingyunmen appeared on the sea of clouds, watching the grand occasion that can only be seen once in sixty years.

On the two major rings, Song Xing vs. Qi Hao, and Zhang Xiaofan vs. Lu Xueqi have already started fighting.

Song Xing and Qi Hao have always known each other, so naturally there is no excessive politeness, but Qi Hao looked at Song Xing with a somewhat dignified expression.

Yesterday, he had already learned about Song Xing's performance in the past few days from his master Cang Song, and knew that he had seen it in Dazhufeng at the beginning, and this senior brother of Dazhufeng, who seemed to be indisputable in the world, turned out to be the most hidden in Qingyunmen.

Qi Hao's right hand sword trick was introduced, and the magic weapon "Cold Ice Sword" flashed with white light, and the cold air was great, and a chilling meaning permeated the surroundings, making people feel like they were in an ice cellar.

Song Xing remained motionless, waiting for Qi Hao's offensive to approach.

Qi Hao took a deep breath, the sword in his hand was released, the frost was full of air, three feet of ice, the entire ring was instantly condensed into ice, and the hard stones under his feet were also affected, cracked, and then turned into powder.

"Broken!" Qi Hao shouted.

The strength of the eighth layer of the Jade Qing Realm was undisguised, and he stabbed out with a sword with all his strength, with a fierce cold aura, as if he was going to tear Song Xing apart, but Song Xing still stood still, and even the expression on his face did not change at all.

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind rose out of thin air, and Song Xing's Ten Tiger Swords were finally unsheathed, and between the flashes of yellow light, a huge tiger roar faintly sounded in the air.

In the middle of the air, the blue light flickered, the blue light was brilliant, flying in the air, everywhere it went, the original hard giant trees on the ring were scattered like confetti, and the sound was like a thunderbolt in the sunny sky, deafening.

The Ten Tigers flew extremely fast in the air, turning into a huge tiger in the air in the blink of an eye, carrying terrifying coercion, tearing through all the defenses in Qi Hao's attack, and heading towards Qi Hao.

"It's so strong!"

Qi Hao was shocked in his heart, although Cangsong Zhenren had already guessed that Song Xing Daoxing might be a step above him, but he still didn't expect the gap to be so big.

Qi Hao let out a low roar, pinched the seal with his left hand, and the spiritual energy in his body surged, and suddenly, the blue light on the cold ice sword skyrocketed, and then exploded, and a dazzling blue light rose into the sky, covering it for hundreds of meters, forming a vacuum.

But in the face of the fierce tiger that the Ten Tiger Sword conjured up, all attacks and defenses were in vain, the blue light melted, the ice exploded, and the violent power rushed out and directly flew Qi Hao out.

Hearing the exclamation coming from under the ring, facing the breathtaking tiger, Qi Hao thought in an instant that he was going to die under the sword of the Ten Tigers!

When his body was slightly settled, he found that he had been forced to retreat to the edge of the ring, and the terrifying sword aura of the Ten Tiger Sword condensed and did not disperse, staying in front of him.

Qi Hao immediately knew that this was Song Xing's mercy.

"I lost, thank you Senior Brother Song for your mercy."

Qi Hao laughed miserably, put away the Ice Sword, although he guessed that he might lose before he went on the field, but he didn't expect to lose so quickly.

Although Song Xing only revealed the mana of the ninth layer of the Yuqing Realm, whether it was the use of mana or the power of swordsmanship, it was far beyond himself, and Qi Hao was convinced.

"You're welcome, for the sake of the little junior sister, I won't really hurt you." Song Xing put away the Ten Tiger Swords and said softly.

Qi Hao was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of embarrassment flashed on his face.

Tian Linger likes Qi Hao, and Song Xing is not blind, how can he not see it.

As for Zhang Xiaofan's ignorant love for Tian Ling'er, Song Xing naturally could see it, but he didn't intend to interfere with the young man's emotional life.

Although Qi Hao is a disciple of Cangsong, but Cangsong's betrayal of Qingyunmen, he is also in the dark, plus he is enthusiastic and sincere, Song Xing has no opinion on him.

The elder who acted as the referee in the ring didn't seem to expect the two to be separated so quickly, but after being surprised, he still announced that Song Xing had won.

At this moment, the sky above the sea of clouds suddenly changed color, and there were bursts of thunder, which made people smell the color change.

Song Xing and Qi Hao turned their heads in unison and looked in the direction where the thunder came from, which was the ring where Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi were fighting.

Song Xing's eyes flickered slightly, "Is it possible to use the true skill of the Divine Sword and Thunder so quickly?" ”

Qi Hao's face changed even more, obviously guessing that this thunder sound was the move caused by the Divine Sword Thunder True Technique, and Lu Xueqi's appearance instantly appeared in his mind.

"How is that possible!"

Those who had the same idea as Qi Hao were also the elders of the various heads and sects who were watching the battle on the high platform.

All eyes were on the beautiful woman standing proudly in the wind, and the autumn-like blade she held high above her head.

On the top of Tongtian Peak, there is silence!

The only thing that can be seen is that Lu Xueqi's face is like frost, holding the sword trick in his hand, and he actually stepped on the seven-star position in a suspended state, and took seven steps in the air, the long sword pierced the sky, and Yuyan no longer had a trace of blood in an instant, and recited a mantra in his mouth: "Nine Heavens Xuansha, turn into divine thunder." Huanghuang Tianwei, lead it with a sword! ”

In a moment, the originally clear blue sky darkened, and the dark clouds that suddenly appeared in the sky were surging, thunder rumbled, and there were electric flashes at the edge of the black clouds.

On the high platform, from Dao Xuan Zhenren down to the elders of the various veins, all of them stood up in unison with horror on their faces, and turned to look at the Water Moon Master of Xiaozhu Peak.

After a while, Tian Buyi said astringently: "What a good apprentice you taught!" ”

Master Shuiyue completely ignored everyone, and his always indifferent face appeared worried, looking at Lu Xueqi in the sky.

"Excalibur Thunder Technique!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren slowly retracted his gaze, and his heart was greatly shaken, he couldn't imagine that under the Qingyun Sect, among the younger generation, there was such a great talent.

Even if Lu Xueqi's skill is still shallow, and he can't use this magic power, but as soon as the true trick of the Divine Sword and Thunder comes out, the victory or defeat has been decided!

This is the confidence of Qingyunmen for thousands of years, standing at the peak of the righteous path.

There was a thunderbolt, almost from the sky above Tongtian Peak, and everyone vaguely felt that the ground under their feet shook slightly, as if the ancient thunder god was disturbed by someone and was asleep, roaring furiously!

There was a loud bang in the sky, and an incomparably huge pillar of electricity fell from the sky and fell on top of Tianya.

The whole heaven and earth, full of gods and Buddhas, seemed to chant together at the same time.

The huge pillar of light refracted from Tianya, with the momentum of destroying the world and the earth, rushed towards Zhang Xiaofan, and at the moment of life and death, the burning stick rose into the air and blocked in front of the master.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the light disappeared.

Only the young man, clutching a black burning stick, fell straight down like a stone that had been tortured and bruised.

He didn't fall to the ground, Song Xing appeared under him like a ghost and caught him.

In the next second, Tian Buyi also appeared beside Song Xing, his face was solemn, his hand was like the wind, and he immediately pried open the mouth of Zhang Xiaofan, who was already unconscious, and took out a small bottle from his arms, no matter how much, he poured out the yellow pill directly into Zhang Xiaofan's mouth.

Then Song Xing and Tian Buyi whispered a few words, picked up Zhang Xiaofan, and a red mang, a yellow light rose into the air, and headed towards the direction of Dazhu Peak.

The referee's somewhat dry voice came from behind him: "Xiao Zhufeng, Lu Xueqi, win!" ”

(End of chapter)