Xia Zhiqiu drew the Fog Void Peak Sword Cultivator in the foundation building period, and shouted in his heart that he finally came to work, and there was no need to cross the realm to compete with others.

Although the sword cultivation that can fight to the last round is definitely not a good stubble, but are there any perverts for the three of them? The three of them practice swords together, and every time he is the one who is abused, or is he abused in a fancy way, he is almost angry to death.

What is Zhao Funian? Can he be the opponent of Yang Bing, that is, now they don't know how powerful Qi Bing is, and they can shout in the back, which is really a diaphragm.

Although Xia Zhiqiu understood that Qi Bing had been concealing his strength in order to hide the matter of "Commemorative Sword Spectrum", and in order to prevent those fanatical fans from chasing Kunlun to ask for Dan, he did not disclose the identity of "sweet and sour pork ribs and white fungus soup", but he still felt that it was not worth it.

His Xia Zhiqiu's brother, is it that these people can belittle at will? Xia Zhiqiu listened to the ridiculed voices next to him, and he was furious, and without saying anything, he started his fourth round of competition.

That and Xia Zhiqiu were a little stunned when they saw him like this, why was he fine just now, but now he is so irritable?

The people around watched the second game start like this, and they didn't say anything cruel, there was no atmosphere of the final round of the game, and there was no sense of tension at all, which was boring.

And Kunlun has seen Xia Zhiqiu and Qi Bing, and everyone said that they have a good relationship, why is Qi Bing about to be beaten by Zhao Funian, and Xia Zhiqiu has no reaction at all?

On the contrary, after Xia Zhiqiu's first few competitions, Bing Bing handed tea and encouraged, and he was more attentive than Tongyang Feng's disciples.

Some people don't know how to think that Qi Bing is Xia Zhiqiu's follower, and in order to please the Wenbei Xia family, they approached Xia Zhiqiu and became friends with him.

So if the ice can enter the final round, will it be that the opponent of the previous competition has been bought to waterproof?

For a while, the eyes of those self-righteous Zhongxin Peak disciples who looked at Qi Bing became disdainful, what kind of single spirit root, the dog leg of the family!

If Qi Bing knew what these people thought, she would feel that these people were so brainy because they were just boring, and they might need to be beaten up.

Standing on the first field, he felt that let's stop talking nonsense and start quickly, finish the fight early and go back early, these people's eyes can become more normal.

It's a pity that her opponent Zhao Funian is a very good child and has good talent, how could he be taught by his master to have such a pit?

Qi Bing stood at the edge of the field, the verdant sword was pulled out, and he was about to rush out to fight with others, but Zhao Funian actually stretched out his hand to make Yang Bing stop in the competition?

"Senior Brother Bing, you have such a talent, you should practice patiently and hard by yourself, and you shouldn't rely on the strength of others. Zhao Funian looks very thoughtful, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and this is said with righteousness, very much like questioning a sinner, although Yang Bing doesn't know where he provoked him.

"Ah?!" Qi Bing was about to rush out just now, and forcibly stopped, feeling unhappy in his heart, and listening to such an inexplicable sentence.

Except for eating and sleeping, and occasionally playing with Xia Zhiqiu, I've been cultivating all the time, where do you see that I'm not practicing hard for ten years?

Even the only pill I took to help break through was refined by myself, is it okay to be completely self-reliant, who am I attached to?

Qi Bing is at an emotional age, even if he knows that Zhao Funian is talking bullshit, he is still a little aggrieved.

This kind of grievance was even higher when the disciples of Zhong Xinfeng behind Zhao Funian shouted slogans for support.

Although Bingbing's senior brothers also shouted, they were always a little weak and afraid of being slapped in the face, which was far less violent than the other side.

Qi Bing felt a burst of mania surging in her heart, she felt that such emotions were very abnormal, very different from her usual.

Usually, if she encounters this kind of misunderstanding, she must first praise how smart and wise the other party is, which is really a rare genius in the world!

Then when the other party was complacent, he took out the evidence one by one, and when he took out one, the other party quibbled and reasoned, and then took it out, and the other party was round again, and in the end, the person couldn't go down by himself, and was forced into a dead end.

Qi Bing also likes to have fun in this situation, and swears secretly that Xia Zhiqiu must not provoke Qi Bing, this person is kind and friendly, but if someone provokes her, there must be no good end, and it is also regarded by Qi Bing as a pastime for fun.

Yu Bing was so irritable that he had a headache, and his eyes were wrong, and he changed from attractive peach blossom eyes to eyes full of anger.

Zhao Funian was still chattering, and Qi Bing really couldn't listen to the common nonsense of all the disciples of Zhong Xinfeng, raised his sword, kicked the ground, and slashed at Zhao Funian.

Zhao Funian saw people attacking, blocked a few moves with his spirit sword, didn't take a step back, and flashed to the other side of the field.

Qi Bing found that he was not calm now, the sword just now could have forced Zhao Funian back a few steps, but it was easily blocked.

Linggen is one thing, but this is definitely not the strength she has practiced for so many years.

You must calm down immediately, think about what is written on the "Commemorative Sword Spectrum", and end the competition quickly.

But the more he pushed himself, the more chaotic his head became, and he couldn't think of anything, but he was filled with hatred, irritability, and anger that came from nowhere, and he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

Zhao Funian's partiality is also addicted to teaching, like chanting, it sounds like a magic sound in the ears of Qi Bing, this person is not a strong sword cultivator, but a strong force, not a single move, Yang Bing is almost unbearable.

"Look, do you have any guilt in your heart, so that the corners of your eyes are so red, it's okay, shed tears of remorse, and start all over again!" Zhao Funian looked at Yu Bing's eyes red, as if he was ashamed of his behavior, he nodded with satisfaction, the child can be taught!

Shed your mother's tears! Yu Bing had a splitting headache, scolded a dirty word in his heart, and couldn't even hold the verdant sword steadily, and he had to stab at Zhao Funian.

"I won't be soft, I'll teach you for your master!" Zhao Funian faced the somewhat uncontrollable Bing and greeted him.

Qi Bing only felt that his head was about to ache and crack, his whole body was weak, and he couldn't even use one percent of his usual strength, and he had only one thought in his heart: kill!

But she couldn't even predict Zhao Funian's attack, and every time she was dodged at the last moment, how could she fight back?

Zhao Funian is indeed very powerful, after blocking a few times by instinctive reaction, his wrist shook, and the verdant sword fell to the ground, Lean Bing was stunned, and quickly picked it up before Zhao Funian kicked it away, but the back of his hand was kicked hard, and he almost knocked the sword off again.

Qi Bing suppressed the trembling all over his body and distanced himself from Zhao Funian.

The back of his hand hurt hotly, but fortunately it was a sword picked up with his left hand, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to strike a blow.

She didn't want to lose, she wanted to go to the Hundred Gates Conference with Xia Zhiqiu Jiang Mu Ling, and wanted to become a sword cultivator worthy of being their friend in the eyes of the world!

But she was so strange now, she had a hunch that if she continued like this, she would really lose the competition.

But this is her own competition, and who can save her?

"Oak Ice !!"

Hearing someone call her name, Qi Bing couldn't tell whether it was an echo in her head or someone really calling her, and turned her head sluggishly.

It turned out to be Xia Zhiqiu, Zhao Funian had been talking for so long, and Xia Zhiqiu had finished the competition.

What was he shouting there? Yu Bing tapped his head, trying to distinguish the voice of Qing Xia Zhiqiu.

"Fuck that guy for me!" Xia Zhiqiu pulled a somewhat hoarse voice, a person's voice was louder than the group of people opposite, especially from the noisy environment of the venue, "Fuck let him leave that tears of remorse!"

"Didn't you drag me very much?!Why is this dead picture at this time!Damn it, stand up for the master!"

"If you lose, I'll break you off!"

The onlookers on the steps were shocked, who would have thought that after Xia Zhiqiu finished the competition, those disciples of Tongyang Peak had not yet gathered around to congratulate, he rushed over when he saw the situation in the first field, and began to scream at a distance of one step from the stage.

Although he shouted very enthusiastically, this content made people not understand whether he was encouraging or stimulating Bing, it was all scolding.

Moreover, even the junior brothers of Wuxu Peak felt that Yang Bing had lost, so they all felt very embarrassed, and silently did not shout cheers again, but gathered together to prepare to heal Qi Bing.

Everyone felt that the outcome was decided, and only Xia Zhiqiu stood on the side of Lu Bing, accepting everyone's scrutiny, even ridicule.

"Did you hear that, at this time, Xia Zhiqiu also ordered his little follower to stand up and not to lose. ”

"I guess I can't get used to seeing the people under my hands being defeated by others, this gentleman is willful!"

"Maybe I'll order Senior Brother Fu Nian to admit defeat later, hahahaha!"

"These two people are really a good match. ”

Of course, Xia Zhiqiu could hear the voices of these people, but he ignored them, rolled his eyes and continued to shout, he must let Qi Bing hear it, and hear it clearly!

"Haha......" Qi Bing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly held the sword and laughed in a low voice, and the more he laughed, the louder he became, "Hahahahahaha!"

Zhao Funian was laughed at by Qi Bing and felt strange, "What are you laughing at? This is a very serious sword test, what's so funny?"

"It's okay, it's okay! it's really okay!" Qi Bing laughed so much that tears were about to come out, Xia Zhiqiu was embarrassed before, and he didn't let Qi Bing shout cheers for him, and now he shouted louder than anyone else.

It's really, so cute!

Laughing happily for a while, Qi Bing felt that his head didn't hurt so much, and his strength gradually returned, and he held a sword flower casually, and his momentum was completely different.

Looking up, seeing that Zhao Funian still looked suspicious, Qi Bing squinted and nodded apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I laughed just now because I found myself asleep and sleepwalking to compete with you!"

"Thank you so much for kicking me to wake me up!" Qi Bing touched the back of his red and swollen left hand, raised his hand, kissed the back of his hand, and didn't forget to give Zhao Funian a wink with his sparkling peach blossom eyes.

Xia Zhiqiu saw that Qi Bing still had the strength to scratch his head and make a gesture, and understood that Qi Bing had eased up, although he didn't know what was going on just now, but it was good to be relieved.

Xia Zhiqiu wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat on the steps and massaged his hoarse throat, thanked the senior brothers who were going to take him to rest, and leaned on the steps behind him in a very big man's legs apart.

After Qi Bing finished speaking, seeing that Zhao Funian didn't react to what she said for a long time, he sighed.

This kid said he was very good at speaking, and his comprehension skills were a little poor.

Never mind.

Qi Bing turned his wrist and stabbed it with a verdant sword in his hand, and his agility was much better than before.

In the face of Bing's dense attack, Zhao Funian was still able to deal with it, and felt that it must be a faster move, a wood spirit root, in the face of a spirit root that is mutually restrained, how much attack power can it have?

As a result, the first time he blocked, Zhao Funian almost flew out because he didn't hold the sword tightly with his heart, and hurriedly put his left hand on it, so he didn't make a fool of himself.

Next, whether he defended or attacked, it seemed that he could be seen through by Yang Bing, and those swordsmanship were dissolved, and the defense was also very difficult.

Every time he took out his sword, he didn't stab at will, as if he could see through the weakest power on his spirit sword, making him unable to parry.

Zhao Funian was forced by Yang Bing to take more than a dozen steps back, and the other Kunlun disciples were stupid.

What's going on? Is it chicken blood, it was wilted like that just now, and now it is on par with Zhao Funian, and it is faintly that Zhao Funian is suppressed!

Everyone looked at Xia Zhiqiu one after another, thinking that what kind of powerful spell this person shouted just now could resurrect people on the spot and increase their spiritual power?

Zhao Funian reluctantly took over all of Bing's attacks, although he was not injured, his palms were already numb, and most of his spiritual power was consumed in the process of resisting.

But looking at Yu Bing's leisurely appearance, it is obvious that he is full of spiritual power and is at ease, how did he suddenly become so powerful?

Don't...... Is it an elixir?

That's right! Qi Bing is a Dan Xiu, and his master Artemisia is a world-famous alchemist, maybe he will prepare some pills for him, which can make his strength rise sharply!

Zhao Funian opened his mouth to count and pause the competition.

"I advise you not to say what you want to say, or you may be beaten. Looking at Zhao Funian's expression, he was shocked for a while, and suddenly realized, and looked at her with that kind of contempt, and immediately understood this guy's thoughts, and when he was in a stalemate with Zhao Funian, this sentence fell lightly in his ear.

"Are you blind as an elder? If I make a small gesture, they will see at a glance. Yu Bing took a half step back, and stabbed it again.

"Or do you think you're better than the elders of the Mahayana period?"

Zhao Funian finally had the strength to fight back at this time, and when he stabbed out his sword and swung out spiritual power fluctuations, Qi Bing jumped up, tapped his sword body with his toes, flipped his head in the air, and shot out of the sword from behind Zhao Funian.

The cold verdant sword pierced the clothes of Zhao Funian's yellow-clothed disciples, rubbed against the flesh and skin, and firmly nailed Zhao Funian to the stage, if he wanted to break free, he would definitely have to tear all the clothes first.

In an instant, the verdant sword was attached to the back of Zhao Funian's neck, "Do you admit defeat?"

In fact, even if Zhao Funian still wanted to fight, he had no spiritual power, and the pressure of the verdant sword was too terrifying, so he quickly admitted defeat without thinking too much.

"A field, Yang Bing vs. Zhao Funian, Yang Bing wins!"

Qi Bing took the sword back, ignored the beep that Zhao Funian called her, and ignored the referee's announcement, ran directly in the direction of Xia Zhiqiu and pounced on him.

"Xiao Qiuqiu, you told me not to shout, why did you shout so hard?"

"Nonsense, you are my brother, if the master doesn't support you, who will support you?" Although Xia Zhiqiu blushed a little in front of the public, he still hugged Yang Bing's shoulder, which was very powerful.

Bing sniffled and grinned.

She knew that Xia Zhiqiu and Jiang Muling were irreplaceable.

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