Yu Tianqing's face turned slightly pale, and she took two steps back to stabilize her figure. The ring, which had been invulnerable to water and fire for several days, was also corroded by weak water and radiant fire, and it was full of small holes.

The sluggish crowd under the ring instantly retreated like the wind blowing wheat waves, and even more were directly overturned.

The two looked at each other quietly, the blood in their bodies was boiling and tumbling fiercely, the collision of the weak water of the Tianhe River and the fire of light was like a century-old enemy, and no one was to be outdone. The always gentle water element force became irritable and tenacious at this moment, and it was bound to compete with the fire of light, and finally ended up with the same end.

Gu Qingquan could clearly feel the emotions conveyed in the water elemental force, which was disgust, resentment, and unwillingness to the fire of light! No, to be precise, this should be a throbbing from the depths of his soul.

Last time in the Sword Saint Ruins, Gu Qingquan felt a little strange in his heart when he saw the Bright Fire, but at that time, it was Qian Yuyan who was fighting Cairo, and that feeling was not obvious, and the situation at that time did not allow Gu Qingquan to think too much, so he was ignored.

At this time, it collided with the flame of light face to face, and the feeling was like pouring a bucket of gasoline on dry wood, and it was uncontrollably surging. Under this emotion, the power of Shui Yuanli has unexpectedly doubled.

Sinking his mind and calming down the tumbling qi and blood, Gu Qingquan slowly raised the Songtao Sword, and Shui Yuanli quickly gathered towards the sword.

Yu Tianqing's right hand holding the Tianli Sword couldn't help but tighten, and for the first time, that calm and delicate face showed such a thing as emotion.

The air became more and more humid, and with a low dragon groan, Gu Qingquan stepped up and rushed towards Yu Tianqing. Several water dragons surrounded the Songtao Sword, and in the spurting of spiritual energy, blood beads were bubbling from every pore of the body.

The entire ring instantly turned into a blue world, the waves were monstrous, and the water dragon was scurrying in the water waves, roaring towards Yu Tianqing.

Since the weak water and your light fire have a fight, then let's have a good fight! Gu Qingquan hooked the corners of his mouth, and the spiritual energy in his body was continuously transformed into yuan power and poured into the spiritual sea.

The thick eyelashes fanned, Yu Tianqing's feet soared into the air a little, and her body leaned forward slightly. Although the beauty is shrouded in a loose white gauze skirt, she still can't cover the soft and attractive little waist. The heavenly glass sword swung lightly in mid-air, stabbing first and then teasing, pulling out pale sword flowers and falling from the sky.

The void is like a flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, slowly falling in the blue weak water, foamy, seemingly extremely gentle, but quietly carrying out the most violent collision. Blue and pale flowers kept flashing in the space, each time shedding a few jet-black spatial rifts.

As the flame of light fell, the majestic aura power also smashed down, and the space around Gu Qingquan suddenly collapsed.

A sweet blood mist sprayed in his throat, and Gu Qingquan's sword move that was about to release it was also interrupted in an instant, only to feel that the bones in his body clicked, and his delicate face flushed with a few strange reds. The speed at which the aura and the Yuan Force were running slower and slower, compressing fiercely in the body.

Standing in place with clenched steel teeth, under such a huge pressure, Gu Qingquan even felt a little difficult to breathe. The few people who were closer to the ring were completely unable to move, standing in place and looking at Yu Tianqing's beautiful face, their faces became a little blue because of breathlessness.

Huang Fushan and the others stared at the ring, and they couldn't help but sweat in their hearts. Mu Keqing played with the strands of scarlet hair, her eyes flashed, as if she was at odds with this Yu Tianqing's anger, and there was a wisp of anger in her heart.

"Actually persisted under Yu Tianqing for so long, this Gu Qingquan is also powerful. Everyone thought that Gu Qingquan's defeat was just a face-to-face matter, but they didn't expect to hold on to it in the ring for so long and still haven't been defeated.

"Yes, his cultivation realm is so much worse than Yu Tianqing, it's enough to be proud!"

"And this Gu Qingquan is so tenacious, under such great pressure, he insists on it. ”

"He can't do what he can't do, and he asks for his own hardship!"

During the discussion, Yu Tianqing raised the Tianli Sword again, and the third form of the Yehuo Nine Style had already gathered at the tip of the sword, and the toes of the toes were stabbed diagonally in the first half step, and the movements were light and exquisite, like wearing flowers and brocade.

The pale flames meandered out, and Gu Qingquan's eyes appeared in a trance for half a second, as if he was standing in a sea of white flowers, the cool breeze was blowing, and all the flower bones gathered towards him. With a faint fragrance and a suffocating sense of oppression.

Holding the Songtao Sword with difficulty, Gu Qingquan's steel teeth were almost crushed, and the aura that had stopped working in his body was forcibly mobilized, and it was converted into water yuan force and gathered on the sword body. The meridians are hot and painful, and every time I move, the joints of the whole body will make a clicking sound.

This is the strength of the peak of the Martial King! Gu Qingquan squinted his eyes, and the whole person stood on the ring covered by weak water, and took a step forward suddenly, and the Songtao Sword finally slashed out in the low dragon groan.

The blue-green pi sobbed and met the bright fire in the sky, letting out a piercing hissing sound.

Xu was because the gap between Gu Qingquan's cultivation and his own cultivation was too big, but he still insisted on it for so long without defeat, Yu Tianqing's heart inexplicably rose a little impetuous, and then his eyelids were heavy, and a strong sense of exhaustion came again.

There was a little impatience in his eyes, Yu Tianqing waved his left hand, and the blue scabbard flashed a few flashes of brilliance, blocking a sword from Gu Qingquan, and the whole person fell straight down, and the Tianli sword pointed directly at Gu Qingquan's eyebrows.

Huang Fushan stood up from his seat suddenly, Mu Keqing's eyes were cold, and his right hand had already touched the long silk on his waist.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and the Heavenly Glass Sword had already pierced down in a series of breaking sounds, and a little white light quickly expanded in Gu Qingquan's pupils, and an indescribable burning burned in his pupils.

The left hand pinched a mark with difficulty, and the space fluctuations that were so small that they could be ignored disappeared in a flash.

The Heavenly Glass Sword slammed through Gu Qingquan's eyebrow hole and burst into a splash of water. The slender figure suddenly stopped in place, Yu Tianqing looked up, several pale flames trembled in a strange shock, and the direction turned to Yu Tianqing and flew away.

At the moment when the Heavenly Glass Sword stabbed down, Gu Qingquan cast a floating light and swept ten meters away, leaving only a water body pierced in place.

Rao was able to break away in time with the blessing of a thousand blows of weak water, or was his skin burned by a few bright fires. On the right hand holding the Songtao Sword, there were several shallow marks the size of thumbs, and blood beads burst out one by one, and a faint smell of burnt could be smelled.

Several indescribable scorching heats seeped into the whole body from the wound, and the reckless rampage in the body drove Gu Qingquan's own aura and yuan power, and there was a great momentum to occupy this body.

The aura and Yuan Li scurried around without listening to the command, and Gu Qingquan stood in place, cold sweat dripping down. The aura in his body was already in chaos, and at this time, Yu Tianqing's attack hit again.

The shadow of the sword was like a flower, and a sharp arrow that could not be seen by the naked eye was formed in the space, falling from the sky with the fire of light, and the cold flame swirled gently.

Everyone looked at the ring, and they all had the illusion that summer had passed, winter had arrived, and the snow was falling.

At this time, the ring has become an independent small world. The blue water flows quietly, occasionally startling the waves, and the snow is heavy, like catkins rising from the wind.

The coercion was smashed down like a heavy Mount Tai, and Gu Qingquan's situation at this time was already internal and external troubles.

"It seems that this kid can't completely ignore the rank gap. Mu Yun stared at Gu Qingquan and whispered, and then looked at Yu Tianqing, his eyes were full of complex emotions, and his expression was constantly changing, as if he was planning something.

Drops of blood slid down the corners of his mouth, fell onto the Songtao Sword, and then quickly disappeared, but no one noticed the detail at this time.

The aura and the Yuan Force had already separated Gu Qingquan's body in half with the Flame of Light, and they confronted each other aggressively, like two hungry wolves biting red eyes, accumulating strength, and then pounced on them desperately.

The green tendons on his forehead burst out, blood continued to overflow from Gu Qingquan's mouth, and the two forces collided violently in his body, and his internal organs were about to be shaken and displaced. In the nourishment of the blood, the Songtao Sword became more and more crystal clear and moist, jumping out of a happy blue-green light.

The two completely different forces of aura and yuan force have a tendency to merge in the collision again and again. In the loop connecting the two small whirlpools, the golden air flow that had not appeared for a long time flowed, seeping into the aura and Yuan Force that were merging.

The small whirlpool hanging in the dantian and the spiritual sea was violently swallowing, absorbing the power between heaven and earth.

The entire Lingyin Miyagi suddenly blew violently, and the flowers surrounding the main hall left the branches one after another under the ravages of the wind, and the green leaves also left the branches as if they heard the trumpet of autumn.

In autumn, it suddenly descended on Lingyin Palace.

Yu Tianqing, who was holding a sword and attacking Gu Qingquan, felt an ancient coercion emanating from Gu Qingquan's body, and his forward speed suddenly slowed down.

The Songtao Sword let out a loud sword groan, flew out of Gu Qingquan's hand, and hung between Gu Qingquan and Yu Tianqing, swallowing blue-green sword light, looking at Yu Tianqing condescendingly, the domineering sword intent formed a solid barrier.

The Tianli Sword hummed lowly, and Yu Tianqing lowered his head in horror, this invincible king-level divine soldier actually emitted a feeling of fear.

This fear was like an infectious virus, flowing into Yu Tianqing's body from the Tianli Sword.

Gu Qingquan stood quietly in place, the pain on his face had been reduced a little, and a touch of blue water swayed between his eyebrows and jumped with joy.

Under Yu Tianqing's huge, almost irresistible coercion and the persecution of the Bright Fire, the aura and Yuan Force in Gu Qingquan's body began to merge out of control.