In the early morning of the next day, the sky was bright, and the total Zongdabi, which had lasted for several days, finally entered the last day.

Today will be the final of the finals.

In today's competition, there are a total of five people who have attracted the most attention, namely Qin Xuan of Refining Peak, Jin Li Yuanfang of Jintong Peak, Mu Ya of Muyue Peak, Nangong Ling of Bishui Pavilion, and Li Yangming of Purple Fire Peak.

Nangong Ling's match against Mu Ya started first.

It's a real battle of the dragons!

Nangong Ling, the master of Bishui Pavilion with a pair of delicate willow eyebrows and a weak breath, has shown strong strength in the past few competitions, and the [Falling Flowers and Colored Palms] is amazing, mysterious, and awe-inspiring.

Mu Ya has been going all the way, as a disciple of Tuxing Peak, the defense is absolutely terrifying, especially the Tuxing Array. Although he lost to Li Yuanfang, he should not be underestimated.

In all directions, everyone's eyes were fixed on the two beautiful girls in the ring.

Qin Xuan was also waiting for the start of the game.

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The referee loudly announces the start of the game.

The breeze blew, stirring the hairends and clothes of the two girl geniuses, and the two of them were vigorous and fluttering, and they were extremely good-looking.

Listening to the cheers and shouts from all directions, neither of them had the intention of making the first move.

Invisible energy, like two whirlpools, slowly generated in the ring and quietly collided.

The air flow swirled, messing up the long hair. Fluttering in the wind, it gives people the feeling of wanting to go up and kiss it.

Danfeng's eyes suddenly leaked a trace of essence, Nangong Ling suddenly smiled and said: "I just want to ask Sister Mu's Tuxing Array, it's better for us to limit our three palms, three moves will determine the winner, if you take my three moves, even if you lose, how about it?"

Mu Ya thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay!"

The conversation between the two was clearly transmitted and fell into the ears of everyone around them.

Three palms to determine the winner?

Everyone was excited! This is a collision of real swords and real guns, and there can be no tricks and speculations, which will make people's blood boil.

The crowd roared and couldn't wait to shout.

In the ring.

"First palm. ”

Nangong Ling snorted lightly and activated his aura.

A fierce momentum erupted from Mu Ya's slightly delicate body, and the cyan energy rippled around his body like ripples, visible to the naked eye, his slender palms, like mountain peaks, his palms were filled with pale yellow, facing Nangong Ling's jade palm!

Rumble!

A violent explosion rang in everyone's ears.

The registered disciples closest to the ring only felt that a hurricane was rushing towards them, and they were about to blow themselves away, and their ears were as if they had been hit with a hammer, and their whole heads hurt.

In the ring, the cyan and yellow wind burst out.

Nangong Ling and Mu Ya, the strength of the two of them has reached the ninth level of Qi training, and they have both condensed the aura that conforms to their respective physical attributes, Nangong Ling is known for its agile and long vitality of the turquoise wood aura, while Mu Ya is known for its thick and calm earth aura. ”

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"Second palm!"

After Nangong Ling breathed slightly, he didn't talk nonsense, and immediately struck out the second palm.

This time, his palms were getting more and more polished.

The palm prints that were clearly visible completely disappeared, without the slightest sense of flesh, more like a work of art carved purely with beautiful jade, when the palm came out, there was no strong wind that overflowed before, and the palms were slowly printed, approaching little by little, as if they did not contain the slightest strength.

Muya's expression became even more solemn.

I saw him take a deep breath, the whole person suddenly swelled in a circle, his body flashed with orange light, his palms were slowly lifted from under his crotch, and he drew a semicircle in each of his lower abdomen, and his palms suddenly became as big as a dustpan, and then at a very fast speed, lightning rushed up.

Under the watchful eye of everyone, this slow and fast pair of palms finally collided together. In the ring.

A pair of palms are still attached together.

It took three or four seconds for the change to occur.

A muffled grunt sounded, and a figure finally couldn't hold on anymore and stumbled backwards.

It's Muya!

The crowd in the audience erupted in exclamation.

Muya defeated?

"You're defeated. Nangong Ling did not have the ecstasy after the victory.

This effeminate Muya looked at her opponent calmly, as if she was telling something that had nothing to do with her.

Opposite side.

With a loud bang, a drop of blood fell down Mu Ya's slightly hanging fingertips and fell on the glorious stone face.

Her ten fingers, because of the violent impact, cracked a series of tiny wounds, and fine and dense blood beads continued to come out of them, and her wrists and arms were also bruised, and the blood vessels were concave. "Falling flowers and pouring color palms, cutting gold and breaking jade, it really deserves its reputation!" Mu Ya looked down at her palms, praised sincerely, and said with a smile: "However, it seems that I can still take your palm again!"

Nangong Ling frowned and said, "Take another palm, your hands will be wasted." ”

Mu Ya smiled slightly: "If you say three palms, it is three palms, even if the hands are wasted, you have to take them." ”

Nangong Ling looked at the calm girl with Danfeng eyes on the opposite side very seriously, seeing that he didn't mean to joke, his expression was extremely firm, and he had a little doubt in his heart, but he didn't want to say anything more, and nodded: "I won't keep my hand!"

"I can't ask for it. Muya smiled.

Nangong Ling took a deep breath of fresh air, and his five fingers flexibly and quickly pinched out a series of complicated handprints on his chest, like a white lotus flower blooming on his chest in an instant.

The lustful jade color, which was originally only permeated on the palms, slowly spread over the wrists and spread towards the small arms, and at the same time, a trace of fresh green slowly emerged on the palms of the mutton fat jade white, like blood vessels, appearing in Nangong Ling's palm.

"It's ...... With his own attribute aura to urge the [Jade Allure City Palm], the abnormal appearance appeared, "Offstage, Qin Xuan keenly captured this, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised: "Nangong Ling's immersion in this set of palm techniques has definitely reached the peak level!"

Muya clearly knew what kind of blow she was going to face.

He took a deep breath with a solemn expression, his body suddenly became shorter, his knees were bent, and the aura of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation was running to the limit, and the pale yellow light on his whole body was ......

"Third palm!"

Nangong Lingqing shouted, and his figure suddenly ejected, spinning wildly, shooting towards Mu Ya like a sharp sword.

Thundered!

Nangong Ling's figure spun out a huge whirlwind in the air, and the cyan energy was like a tentacle and a whip, carrying supreme power, inverting the air flow, which was dizzying. "Nangong Ling won ......"

Qin Xuan's gaze keenly captured the scene that took place in the ring in the midst of the strong wind.

Nangong Ling's pair of jade-colored palms, which were wrapped with a trace of fresh emerald like jade, almost destroyed the yellow Xuan Qi released by Mu Ya, and then drops of blood splashed, as if in slow motion, Qin Xuan even saw the scene of Mu Ya's palm cracking, revealing white bone stubble.

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"Nangong Ling won ......"