Leng Qingzhu had probably already measured the strength gap between himself and the other three in his heart, if it was against Yu Tianqing and Yan Yurao, he might also symbolically make two moves, and personally feel the combat power of the two princesses with high prestige, but he just won Gu Qingquan.

Leng Qingzhu knew very well that if he had been against Ghost Li yesterday, he would never have been abused like Gu Qingquan, but there was no chance of winning!

If he really started with Gu Qingquan, the final result was a little unpredictable, eighty percent of Gu Qingquan won, but there was no doubt that the result of losing and losing was huge.

Such a result, no matter who it is, will be extremely detrimental to the next game. Yan Yurao and Yu Tianqing, no matter who wins, are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Anyway, in the previous game, he owed Huangfu Xuan a favor, no matter whether Huangfu Xuan admitted it or not, Leng Qingzhu felt that he owed Huang Fuxuan a favor. And Qi Leng Qingzhu also believes that if it were Huangfu Xuan, he would definitely choose to admit defeat and retain Gu Qingquan's combat effectiveness.

Gu Qingquan and Huangfu Xuan glanced at each other, and instantly understood the truth. With a shallow smile, Gu Qingquan also accepted it calmly, and walked out of the ring to look at Yu Tianqing and Yan Yurao.

I saw two princesses standing at both ends of the ring, one was bright and arrogant, and the other was as calm as water. Quietly looking at each other, the momentum is rising at the same time as the confrontation.

Lan Xinyu is right, Yan Yurao, who defeated herself, is the radiant Yan Yurao. After a long time, a dreamy voice overflowed from Yu Tianqing's mouth.

This sentence is a heartfelt sigh, and no other emotion can be heard in the words. Lan Xinyu stood under the stage, looking at Yan Yurao's figure from afar, and the corners of her mouth curved in a beautiful arc.

Yan Yurao's eyes flickered slightly, and she didn't talk, maybe she was used to being quiet. Immediately, his hands stood in front of his chest, and the starting form of the Eight Heavenly Dragons had taken shape, and the majestic aura was swallowing a pale golden halo in his palms.

With a light lifting of his hand, the Tianli Sword came out of its sheath with a clear whistle, the scabbard was held in front of his left hand, and a dazzling pale light drew a half-arc in mid-air, and the starting hand style of Ye Huo Jiu was ready to go.

The tip of the needle was against Maimang, and the terrifying momentum collided in space, and two huge hemispherical circles of light collided together, which was a little dazzling in the sunlight. Then it burst like a bubble, spilling out bright spots of light all over the sky.

Everyone looked at the ring blankly, and the battle between the two princesses was extremely beautiful and heart-wrenching.

The two shadows disappeared in place in the point of light, and in a sword groan and a dragon chant, the two of them rose into the air at the same time.

The slender hands were pushed out flatly, and the two pale golden dragon head phantoms mixed with the hunting gang wind collided towards Yu Tianqing, and in the blink of an eye, the eight heavenly dragon second styles had gathered in the palm of their palms.

The aura thundered down like a thunderbolt, and everyone standing on the edge of the ring snorted and stepped back, their brains buzzed and their eyes went straight to Venus, but Yu Tianqing stood quietly in place, not even moving his clothes, and the long sword flew out of the air in a strange arc.

Strings of pale flames of light ignited, as if they had no weight and rushed towards the dragon's head, looking gentle as water, but burning like a demon. The moment the dragon's head and flames were lifted, the entire ring lit up with a brilliant golden light.

Everyone subconsciously raised their hands to cover their eyes, but they felt a burning pain in their palms. The burst of light stabbed at everyone as if it had materialized, seeping into the pores, and then burning wildly in every cell.

Before he could recover from the burning sting, there was a sharp shake in the ring, as if there was a thunder on a long dry day, and everyone's heads hurt, and bright red blood seeped out of their ears.

Immediately after, the figures of the two princesses were overwhelmed by the golden light and pale flames in the sky.

Yan Yurao didn't spare the slightest hand, and the strong and domineering palm wind fell, and even the space collapsed. The whole person is like a high-speed spinning top, surrounding Yu Tianqing's body.

The left hand grasped the scabbard tightly, and quickly blocked the palm that was slapping fiercely, and hundreds of swords had been stabbed out in one breath.

Mu Yun sat in the seat of Longxiao Valley, looking at the people under the ring, waving his hands lightly, the freshness of nature came to his face, and fell on everyone, and the injuries had recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Who do you think the two princesses can win?"

"Yu Tianqing is more likely, right? But Yan Yurao's cultivation is getting better and better, and every day she will find that her aura is much stronger. ”

"They're fighting like this, and we can't see what's going on. ”

"Hey, we can only blame our cultivation for being too low. ”

...

As he spoke, two pale golden dragons suddenly rose to the sky, hovering twice in the clouds, rolling up gusts of wind, and the clouds rolled, obscuring the scorching sun in the sky, and the sky suddenly darkened.

The sky, which was still clear just now, immediately became gloomy, as if a violent wind and rain would hit in the next second.

The pale golden dragon groaned and swooped down, crashing into Yu Tianqing.

The scabbard was horizontal in front of him, and Yu Tianqing's toes rushed towards the dragon, and the pale white sword light pierced through the clouds and slashed straight at the dragon's head. The entire space shrank for a moment, and the sword and the golden dragon met.

It's like a real dragon descending from earth, swallowing a scorching pale dragon breath, looming in the clouds. This scene does not look like the two are fighting, but like the two are joining forces, presenting a unique visual feast to everyone, shocking everyone's minds.

It was as if the thunder had stirred the earth's fire, and the sky was lit with rolling fire clouds, and everyone in the audience felt a weight on their heads, as if a mountain had pressed down hard, and their chests were stuffy, and they were frozen in place for a moment and couldn't move.

The two women who were infinitely beautiful in the eyes of everyone moved their hands this time, but the earth shook the sky, the wind surged, and the black space cracks kept flashing.

There was a burst of thunder, and nothing could be seen except the pale golden dragon head and the pale sword light. The eight heavenly dragons and the nine types of Yehuo are entwined, the most complete interpretation, the most brilliant collision.

The aura was rolling and sweeping, but it was controlled by the two of them in a very small range, and the air was rubbed against each other, creating a wonderful troposphere. The four sides of the ring are like four mirrors, and everyone in the audience can clearly see their faces and expressions.

After a long time, Yu Tianqing and Yan Yurao fell heavily on the ring, raised their eyes and looked at each other. The faces of the two of them did not change much, the corners of their clothes were not folded, and they did not look like they had fought a big battle at all.

Demon Yin's eyes flashed slightly, a string-like silver light lit up in his palm, his fingers hooked slightly, and the melodious sound of the piano came, and the sound waves were like mercury pouring on the ground, covering the ring.

"Your swordsmanship has nine styles, but my palm technique is only eight, and I will lose one move to you. Yan Yurao said, walked under the ring without looking back, and subconsciously looked at Gu Qingquan, with a relieved smile on the corner of her mouth.

Sister Yurao actually laughed. Long Huanxue's hand ravaging the little milk cake instantly froze in place, how many years, I have never seen this Chinese princess smile, but I lost today, but I laughed.

"It's really a woman's heart, a needle under the sea. Immediately, Long Huanxue pretended to be old and sighed lightly, and the small appearance was accompanied by a crisp voice, and Gu Xiao and the others couldn't help laughing.

Yu Tianqing stood with a sword in his hand, and for the first time, several complicated expressions appeared on his face. Did you win? No.

Yan Yurao didn't lose, and she didn't win. On the Jin Yaoxing list, Yan Yurao has always been below Yu Tianqing, and this battle has not changed.

Yu Tianqing knew that today's Yan Yurao has completely transformed into another person, a new Huaxia princess.

For the statement that there are nine styles of swordsmanship and eight styles of palm skills, and one move is lost, it really makes people laugh and cry and complain, but they can't find any words to refute.

Walking back to the seat of Longxiao Valley with a relaxed face, Yan Yurao touched the mask and sat in front of Gu Xiao and the others, but her heart was happy, as if a flower bloomed from the dust, and the only beauty bloomed in the barrenness, which was moving.

It doesn't matter if you win or lose, Yan Yurao said with a light smile in her heart, The important thing is that I will never fight you.

"I'll just say it, Yu Tianqing is still the most powerful, and she is the first on the Jin Yaoxing list. ”

"Of course, who can shake Yu Tianqing's position?"

"I don't have to compare when I watch the next game, isn't the result obvious?"

"But the game still has to be played, since there is no suspense about winning or losing, let's guess if this Gu Qingquan can make Yu Tianqing draw his sword. ”

"It should be possible, Ghost Li was so powerful that he was defeated. ”

......

The people around her kept chattering, but Yan Yurao didn't listen to anything, her head was lightly sideways, and she swept Gu Qingquan behind her with her residual light, and her expression at that moment was like a little girl who had eaten honey.

She only thinks that Gu Qingquan is the benefactor who helped her be reborn.

He only thinks that Yan Yurao is a very valuable Chinese princess.

"How about it, do you still have to fight with Yu Tianqing?" Huang Fuxuan turned to look at Gu Qingquan, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an evil smile.

"Why not?" Gu Qingquan raised his eyebrows, "Her pale flame, I'm curious, don't you think this flame is familiar?"

After Gu Qingquan's reminder, Gu Xiao and the others looked at each other and nodded, but they couldn't remember where they had seen it.

"Birdman. After brushing the hair on his forehead, Gu Qingquan gently spit out two words.

Long Huanxue and Yan Yurao both looked at Gu Qingquan curiously, racking their brains and not coming up with what kind of birdman it was.

Gu Xiao's eyes flashed, and they all looked at Yu Tianqing, and the eyes that were still laughing instantly became extremely solemn.

"If it's true, then we'll be in Longxiao Valley, but it's fun. Leaning back on the chair, Gu Qingquan said with half-squinted eyes.

Feeling the gaze of Gu Xiao and the others, Yu Tianqing twisted her silky neck to look over, blinked indifferently, and walked towards the corner.

Half an hour later, it was the final battle to reveal who would win the first place on the Jin Yao Star List.