Before Elder Yan could announce, Chang Xu, who had a murderous intent, had already jumped into the dueling arena, and he gestured an inverted thumb to the people of the Qingshan Sect with hatred on his face, and then hooked his hand at Gu Rong, and said, "It's you!

Gu Rong was also serious at this time, and the tragic duel just now made the small universe that had been sleeping for a long time in his heart begin to show a hint of explosion.

With the noise and cheers of everyone, Gu Rong entered the dueling arena.

"Hehe, I've seen your previous battles, it's just weak, and it took so long to fight a waste. Changxu saw Gu Rong entering, and immediately mocked him.

Gu Rong was obviously a little enraged, now he was the weakest of the three in the Qingshan faction, and Changxu's words just hit him in the sore spot.

"What, can't speak?" Changxu's face was smug, "Your Qiankun stick is good, but compared to my dragon stick, there is still a big gap!"

At this time, Gu Rong lowered his head, and the yellow aura slowly seeped out from the depths of his dantian. "Coiling dragon sticks, see if I don't interrupt you!"

Gu Rong's big hand grabbed in the void, and the Qiankun stick appeared in his hand, one supported the ground, and the whole person flew towards Changxu.

A sneer appeared on Changxu's face, and the coiling dragon stick in his hand began to buzz, and then suddenly flew out automatically, and its speed was dazzling for a while.

Gu Rong was stuck in mid-air, facing the powerful coiling dragon stick in front of him, he couldn't dodge, so he could only immediately cross out the Qiankun stick to resist.

Bang! The two sticks slammed into each other, making a loud noise. Gu Rong was shocked by the violent impact and fell to the ground, and the coiling dragon stick flew back into Changxu's hand.

"Hehe, the Qiankun stick is simply a tyrannical thing in the hands of a waste like you! You Qingshan Sect still have a waste like you! It's ridiculous!"

Changxu constantly angered Gu Rong, making the original calm Gu Rong become chaotic.

Hua Ying, who was outside the court, also shook her head helplessly at this time, and sighed: "Chen'er, get ready, I didn't expect that our Qingshan would rely on you to turn the tide in the first game." ”

"Senior brother, he..."Qingchen looked at Gu Rong, who was at a disadvantage in the field, and felt bad in his heart.

"Gu Rong's mood has been messed up, so that it is full of flaws, I'm afraid he won't be able to last a few rounds!"

In the dueling arena, Gu Rong was full of energy, and he just wanted to prove himself. He burst out all the Qiankun aura in his body in an instant and used the Qiankun Bow.

"Die! everyone who underestimates me from the Qingshan Sect will die!"

Gu Rong's eyes were red, he pulled up a full bow, and roared at Chang Xu.

In the next moment, a full bow was fired. The bow and arrow turned into a big golden bird and soared into the sky, and then ten thousand golden rays of light poured down above the clouds.

At this time, Changxu still did not have a trace of panic on his face, and still had a faint confidence.

"Hehe, I'm waiting for your trick!" With that, a Buddha bell flew out of Changxu's hand.

"Luohan Admiralty!"

The Buddha bell turned into a golden barrier and covered the long void, causing all the falling golden arrow feathers to stagnate on the golden bell.

"You killed my senior brother! You should also pay for it!" The long void coiled dragon stick flew out and turned into one: a black dragon, roaring away at the intestine Rong.

Gu Rong knelt on the ground, his heart was full of unwillingness and guilt, and he finally embarrassed Qingshan.

It's better to die like this, even if you go back, you won't be able to see Master again!

Looking at the black dragon getting closer and closer in front of him, Gu Rong was desperate, although admitting defeat could prolong his life, but he had to gamble on his dignity, this is what Gu Rong values the most!

Only once you die, maybe you can let yourself live forever in the hearts of the master and his senior brothers and brothers!

Gu Rong slowly closed his eyes, and he could even hear the sound of the black dragon whistling in his ears. At this time, Changxu's face was already full of hideousness, and his eyes were full of anticipation of the explosion of flesh and blood.

But the moment the black dragon dropped its claws, a shining light burst out from Gu Rong's chest, stabbing the black dragon and the audience in a trance.

When it came back to its senses, the black dragon's claws had already fallen, but the breath of the intestine was no longer felt in the entire dueling arena.

Seeing this, Hua Ying smiled slightly, and said to herself: "If you want to kill our Qingshan Sect disciples, it's not that easy!"

"What kind of spell is this!Why did a big living person disappear for no reason, I hope Hua Ying Shangxian can give us an explanation for the Quanzhen Sect!" Tai Xing, as the organizer of the conference, was the first to stand up and point fingers at Hua Ying.

"This is a spell that every disciple of our Qingshan Sect will have, and when it receives a fatal blow, it will take the initiative to set off, and then teleport it back to Qingshan!" Hua Ying said slowly.

"This..."Tai Xing sighed at the strength of the Qingshan Sect's spells, even if he cultivated to this realm, he had never heard of such a spell, and he could be spared death!

This shows how terrifying the head of the Qingshan Sect is.

"But that disciple of yours has been sent back to the Qingshan Sect, so what about the spoils that the Pranya Temple deserves this time?" Taihang asked again.

"This Taihang head doesn't have to worry, since my Qingshan faction came to participate in the Wutai Mountain Conference, it must be able to afford to lose, if my little nephew also loses to the Pranyo Temple, then we will not be less of the two magic weapons to deal with!"

Taihang looked at Qingchen, of course he didn't want the Qingshan faction to lose the duel, after all, he still coveted Qingchen's two magic weapons.

"Okay, according to Hua Ying's immortal intentions, wait until the duel between the two sides is over, and the settlement is being made!"

Hua Ying smiled slightly, turned to Qingchen and nodded, and said, "Go, little nephew, it's time for them to see how good you are!"

Qingchen looked solemn, hugged his fists at Hua Ying, and then walked towards the dueling arena.

At this time, the center of Qingchen's heart was like water, as if it had not been affected by the slightest of the intestinal fiasco. But often the calmer the more dangerous, and Changxu also became serious at this time.

He put away the coiling dragon stick, stared at Qingchen who was walking slowly with sharp eyes, and began his usual moves, angering his opponent!

"Hey, if your senior brother hadn't had that broken spell, I'm afraid he would have become my ghost by now!" Chang Xuan smiled and provoked Qingchen.

And Qingchen didn't seem to listen to his words at all, he just stretched out his hand, pulled out the Heaven Following Sword behind him, and then slowly pointed at Changxu.

"You bald donkey, you're really noisy!" Qingchen's eyes narrowed, full of disdain.

"What are you talking about! You are looking for death!" Chang Xuan propped up his coiling dragon stick and struck at Qingchen is indiscriminate attack.

Qingchen's heart moved, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then his hand flew out of the sky, turning into thousands of phantoms and arranging on the field.

Because these clones of the Heaven Following Sword are so dense that the long void stick attack can't attack it at all.

At this moment, Changxu understands that if he doesn't use all his strength, I'm afraid he will really be cleaned up by this stinky boy today.

Thinking of this, he immediately clasped his hands together, and the faint black qi around his body slowly spread from the dantian.

"Black Snake Aura!"

With a wave of Changxu's big hand, the black aura around him rushed towards Qingchen together.

Seeing this, Qingchen just sneered, and then said contemptuously: "It's just a low-level aura with a poisonous gas attribute, what can you do to me?"

"Pear blossom falls!"

Tens of thousands of Heavenly Sword Shadows in the field made a cut at the void in front of them at the same time, and then countless pear blossom petals fell with the wind.

And the moment the black snake aura touched the pear blossom petals, the originally strong black snake aura began to become respectful at this time.

It tried to retreat, but was tightly entangled by the rain of pear petals, and finally died completely under its infection.

Changxu looked at the scene in front of him, and instantly the hairs on his whole body stood up, and a deep chill came from Qingchen's faint smile.

But Changxu still refuses to admit defeat, and even Gu Rong has been defeated, how can he be defeated in the hands of a disciple of the first field!

He still threw the long stick in his hand, and then the long stick turned into a black dragon and snaked towards the green dust.

And Qingchen was still expressionless, and the hilt of the Heaven Following Sword in his hand was shining, and several rays of light surrounded his body.

"Follow the sky, the four seasons are picturesque!"

The lotus pattern on the body of the Heaven Following Sword began to show a pale glow, and then a faint yellow point of light began to attach to the blade.

"I have never slashed a dragon with this sword!, but I see that your black dragon is extremely cruel, and today I will act for the heavens and avenge my senior brother with the sword of hot summer!"

"Slay the dragon!"

Seeing this, Changxu immediately sacrificed his Arhat Golden Bell, trying to block Qingchen's counterattack.

But as soon as he used it, the Arhat Admiralty was restrained in the air by a golden pillar of light that fell from the sky, and along with it, there was also a coiling dragon stick that turned into a black dragon.

Chang Xuan was shocked, these two are his treasures!

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Qingchen's mouth, and he shot towards the sky in his hand.

In the next moment, countless sword shadows slashed down with thunder, and countless fire dragonflies flew, completely encircling the entire dueling arena.

And I don't know when, the real Heaven Following Sword has returned to Qingchen's hands. I saw him charge up and slash out a sword, and the golden sword qi with a little fire light slashed through the pillar of light where the black dragon and the Arhat Golden Bell were like flying blades.

In an instant, the dragonflies of fire around its pillar of light suddenly erupted, and the monstrous waves of fire spread throughout the dueling arena, looking like an oven from the outside.

At this time, Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief faintly, and the Heaven Following Sword in his hand pointed at Changxu again.

The fire was almost instantly recovered by the sky, and the long void coiling dragon stick and the arhat golden bell were all cut to pieces by it.

Changxu's eyes finally showed a look of loss, and now Qingchen was like an invincible god of war, standing tall and majestic in front of him, dominating his life and death.

"Admit defeat! My senior brother is not dead, and I will spare your life!" Qingchen said lightly.

Changxu immediately kowtowed, and kept muttering: "I admit defeat! I admit defeat! Spare me!"

The head of the temple looked at Changxu's appearance, sighed deeply, and then said to Wushi beside him: "I'll leave it to you later!"