"If that guy loses today, he will die, maybe there will be a little more, but if he is still alive, it will become a joke of the entire Hehuan Sect, and it will end up being worse than death. ”

Li Qingyue looked at the ring in the middle of the crowd and muttered.

Xiao Cui on the side also heard Li Qingyue's voice clearly, but she didn't choose to speak, but sensibly guarded Li Qingyue's side.

"However, if he really has a chance to win, then he will definitely be regarded as a demon by the entire sect, a demon who has only taken half a month from obscurity to his shocking appearance!"

Thinking of this, Li Qingyue felt a little shocked.

Especially after Xiaocui described Shu Ling's strength to herself yesterday, Li Qingyue couldn't help but have different thoughts about the last time Shu Ling was frivolous.

In three days, how could there be such a big progress, it means that Shu Ling's strength at that time may be above himself, and the next three indiscriminate methods he used may just be to achieve the goal of winning without harming himself.

Of course, if Shu Ling knew Li Qingyue's thoughts, he might wake up laughing when he fell asleep.

I just can't win and I have to use that method, after all, I am a villain, I have so many scruples about what to do, but I didn't expect to be interpreted like this by Li Qingyue.

"Look, it's Ma Qianshan here!"

A voice suddenly came into Li Qingyue's ears, and Li Qingyue couldn't help but raise her head and look in the direction where the voice came from.

Only then did he see a commotion from the crowd, and then Ma Qianshan stepped into the ring step by step.

The expression on Ma Qianshan's face was very complicated, he didn't sleep at all last night, but practiced all night.

He didn't expect that a low-level disciple could put so much pressure on himself!

But I don't know why, Shu Ling gave himself a sense of mystery, which is difficult for Ma Qianshan to see, so Ma Qianshan knows that he must take it seriously.

"Where's Shu Ling?"

Ma Qianshan's gaze was cast into the distance, but he didn't see Shu Ling's figure.

Now that there are only a few minutes left before the battle of life and death begins, does the other party want to be like yesterday?

"It seems that that guy is scared, right? Otherwise, why wouldn't he have come until now!" Ma Qianshan said lightly.

However, Ma Qianshan found that there was no one who responded to him at all, and the meaning of his words was just to make himself less embarrassed, but now it seems that it has backfired.

"I really gave you a long face, where did you get your confidence?"

At this moment, a cold drink suddenly reached everyone's ears.

Everyone hurriedly looked in the direction where the voice came from, and found that it was Shu Ling who was slowly coming from this side in the distance, surrounded by several people.

Shu Ling's unhurried appearance made Ma Qianshan even more annoyed, after all, as a core disciple, he was waiting for him here.

"Hmph! I've already given you enough face, I didn't kill you directly at the beginning, I already gave you a chance, but I didn't expect you to have a little self-knowledge!"

Ma Qianshan's tone was very cold, full of murderous intent, and everyone felt a slight tremor in their hearts.

However, Shu Ling didn't have much reaction on his face, looking at Ma Qianshan as if he was looking at a fool.

"I've given you a chance, too, and if you run away like a lost dog before I arrive, then you won't have to suffer physically!"

"I see that your defeat of the demon has given you confidence, but a junk high-level disciple will never be able to compare with a core disciple like me!"

After Ma Qianshan said this, he immediately offended a large group of people in the audience.

After all, there are quite a few high-level disciples who came this time, at least a hundred, and strictly speaking, even Li Qingyue's strength can only be regarded as a high-level disciple.

In addition to these people, the two fairy-looking disciples on the other side also frowned slightly, they were not others, it was Zhao Zhirou and He Mengmeng, after hearing Ma Qianshan's words, they were very uncomfortable in their hearts, but there was no way to express it, so they could only swallow it in their stomachs.

"It's really interesting, then I'll let you see what it's like to be trampled under the feet of a low-level disciple later!"

Saying that, Shu Ling jumped into the ring without hesitation.

In the eyes of everyone, Shu Ling couldn't see any fear on his face at all, but what he showed was still indescribable confidence.

Originally, I planned to spare your life for the sake of you being young and we being fellow disciples, but now, you don't have that chance!"

Ma Qianshan's gaze froze slightly, and he directly pulled out a sharp sword from behind his back.

Ma Qianshan showed contempt and contempt for Shu Ling in his words, but in fact, in his heart, he attached great importance to and was afraid of Shu Ling.

It's just his tactic: in any case, you can't lose in momentum until you don't fight!

"You want to use a weapon, right?" Shu Ling said.

"Naturally, you want to use it! As long as you can get a weapon like mine, you can naturally use it, but do you know what I am? Xuantie Sword! It takes more than 3,000 taels of silver to buy one! Can you afford to buy it like a poor man? I advise you not to use other junk weapons, because if you touch it, your weapon will be broken. ”

Ma Qianshan showed a disdainful smile on his face, but he didn't notice that the corners of Shu Ling's mouth twitched slightly.

Not only Shu Ling, but also the disciples behind Shu Ling were also slightly stunned, and their reactions were very strange, if Ma Qianshan could keep a low profile at this time, he could naturally observe this.

"Awesome! Awesome! Since I can afford to use such a good sword! Hey, a poor man like me can only use such a garbage knife. ”

As he spoke, Shu Ling also pulled out the Spirit Gathering Knife from his back, which he had been putting behind his back, but it was not clear from Ma Qianshan's position, but Shu Ling's back could be seen clearly.

The Spirit Gathering Knife appeared in Ma Qianshan's sight, and a sharp sword light burst out in an instant, and before Ma Qianshan could react, the hem of his clothes was directly cracked.

"Oh sorry, I'm a bit of a hard thing to control!"

Shu Ling's words had just fallen, and several more sword lights flew out, also sweeping towards Ma Qianshan.

"Bastard!" Ma Qianshan snorted coldly.

The Xuantie sword in his hand immediately stabbed out and slammed directly in front of him, and those few sword lights disappeared immediately, but Ma Qianshan's hands also shook violently.

"How is that possible? What the hell is that guy has in his hand, and the power is so terrifying!"

After feeling his slightly numb tiger mouth, Ma Qianshan's face suddenly showed a look of disbelief.

And at this moment, Wei Lao, who was sitting in the distance, suddenly opened his eyes, he didn't have any interest in this kind of competition.

Because before the two of them started, in fact, Wei Lao had his own judgment in his heart, but he actually felt a different fluctuation just now!

"The artifact in that little guy's hand turned out to be a spiritual artifact?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Wei Lao's eyes, spiritual weapons were very rare weapons in the Hehuan Sect, so seeing ordinary disciples using spiritual weapons, Wei Laodun felt that something was wrong.

But seeing that the spirit sword in Shu Ling's hand was not any of the ones owned by the sect, Wei Lao breathed a sigh of relief.

PS: Chapter 4, ask for recommendation votes!