Yin Shiqin's move was extremely clever, one moment he was still using the Frost Little Sword, forming an impenetrable sword net to attack and kill, attracting everyone's attention, and the next moment, he sacrificed a real killing move.

Su Jingqiao's face changed, only to feel that the ground under his feet was shaking, and suddenly there were several loud noises, and the Qingyu Master at Su Jingqiao's feet was completely cracked and exploded, and in the "boom" sound, countless huge and sharp ice picks rushed out of the ground, poking the original Su Jingqiao's feet into the body.

If these six sharp ice picks were solid, Su Jingqiao would inevitably be seriously injured, so she had to dance with her right hand, and while retracting Zhu Aya, she retreated backwards in order to regain her posture.

But how could Yin Shiqin give her a chance, without stopping, with a loud roar in his throat, while constantly controlling the frost sword, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the earthy brown sword shone brightly.

"Boom", there was another loud bang, and Su Jingqiao hurriedly drove Zhu Aya around her body and collided with the sword.

In a moment, the dust flew and the scattered aura permeated the entire platform.

Su Jingqiao only felt that his body shook violently, and a strong force came from Zhu Aya, and the whole person retreated and dissipated his strength, until he retreated to the edge of the ring, and he could not stop his body.

And at this time, the dust had not completely dispersed, Yin Shiqin's face was slightly pale, and he gasped heavily, obviously the frost sword and ice pick just now consumed him a lot, but he didn't stop there, taking advantage of the sand and dust and not seeing clearly, he immediately held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the earthy brown sword shone brightly, and suddenly rushed to the direction where Su Jingqiao retreated.

From an outsider's point of view, this sword was like a mad dragon coming out of the abyss, instantly forcing all the sand within a radius of more than ten zhang to dissipate without a trace.

"Oops!"

Su Jing happened to see the situation, her expression was flustered, she knew that she was on the verge of retreat, how dare she slack off, seeing the heavy brown light coming all over the world, while being surprised in her heart, she still urged Zhu Aya in her hand, and in a blink of an eye, she folded into three cloth walls in front of her, emitting bursts of glow, and after being torn apart twice, she forced Yin Shiqin and his people with swords and shook them away.

"It's not good......" I saw that Lie Yanliang's face also became serious, and Yin Shiyi's expression was even more nervous.

On the contrary, the male disciples under the ring applauded loudly and applauded thunderously.

"Senior Sister Su, it's good!"

"That's amazing!"

"Victory!"

The shouts came and went, Yin Shiqin's face was solemn, sweat was dripping down his forehead, knowing that although he seemed to have an advantage, but in fact, at the end of the strong crossbow, his spiritual yuan had been squandered, and on the other hand, Su Jingqiao, although he was embarrassed, he was still full of spiritual energy, and it was obvious that the grades of the exercises practiced by the two were very different.

He was clear-minded, knowing that he could only attack at this time, and if he stopped, he would inevitably be powerless, and only by doing his best could he decide a chance to win.

"Fight!"

"Boom!"

A loud bang exploded, like a beast roaring, Yin Shiqin roared on the stage, his skin was red, there was white mist steaming, and the sound of "Zilazila" sounded, Yin Shiqin seemed to be burning.

It was a huge surge of spirit yuan all over his body, which exceeded the load of his body.

I saw that in his hand, the four-foot sword was yellow and shining through the sky, almost reflecting that the disciple who had cultivated to a weak level couldn't open his eyes.

The next moment, Huang Mang fell suddenly, killing him with unparalleled momentum like splitting a mountain and slashing the sea.

In the attic, Lie Yanliang and Yin Shiyi both changed their faces slightly, and after Mo Chen saw this, he also frowned slightly.

On the stage, Su Jingqiao took a long breath, obviously shocked by the great power of Yin Shiqin's earthy brown sword.

In an instant, the sword rushed in front of him.

At this moment of life and death, seeing that the sword was about to pierce into her body, Su Jingqiao barely stabilized her mind, and hurriedly bit the tip of her tongue, spewing out a cloud of blood mist.

In an instant, suddenly seven loud noises rang out again, Su Jingqiao slammed on the ground, and immediately on the ring in front of her, a rich blood cold qi suddenly appeared, directly condensing into seven pink ice walls, blocking her in front of her.

With her strength, coupled with the essence blood on the tip of her tongue, condensing seven ice walls is the limit, which is her strongest defensive technique now.

"Click, click, click, click!"

In the midst of the stunned eyes of the hundreds of Ice Palace disciples, the seven ice walls that Su Jing had skillfully condensed were like tofu, and five of them were smashed in an instant.

But in the next moment, the sword Huang Mang also began to weaken gradually, and after breaking through a wall of ice extremely reluctantly, it was finally powerless, completely disintegrated, and was shocked back.

Everyone's faces changed, shocked by the cultivation of this little-known Senior Brother Yin, and equally shocked by Su Jingqiao's Ice Wall Technique.

After that moment of amazement, everyone's eyes returned to the ring with the word "leave", only to see Su Jingqiao standing on the edge of the ring, his face pale, as if because of excessive consumption, the last ice wall also broke by itself, turning into ice particles in the sky and scattering in the air.

"Senior Sister Su, be careful, hold on!"

"The ice wall can't be removed, you are not the opponent of the sword, Senior Sister Su beware!"

Seeing this, the disciples in the audience shouted one after another, if there was a rule that they could not interfere with the competition, I am afraid that these male disciples would have rushed to the ring to help.

And this was an excellent opportunity for Yin Shiqin to establish a victory, but when everyone looked at him, they found that his face was as pale as ashes.

I saw Yin Shiqin slowly half-kneeling in the ring, blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, looking at Su Jingqiao, his voice was extremely hoarse, and he hissed: "Congratulations to Senior Sister Su." ”

Everyone was shocked, not knowing what was going on, and suddenly a change occurred, and the earthy brown sword that had been held in Yin Shiqin's hand since just now suddenly made a few muffled sounds.

In the next breath, under the gaze of countless astonished eyes, there was a "click", and a crack suddenly opened on the body of the sword, and then quickly expanded and split.

A moment later, the sword "banged", completely severed, and fell on the stage.

At the same time, Yin Shiqin, who was half-kneeling, also made a "wow" sound, directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, touched his chest with his hand, his face showed pain, he couldn't support it anymore, and fell to the ground and fainted.

"Shiqin!" Yin Shiyi exclaimed, ran out of the attic, and rushed in the direction of the "leave" ring.

"It's a pity. In the attic, Mo Chen shook his head slightly, it was obvious that Yin Shiqin was close to the last point, and he would be able to achieve victory.

But the truth is so cruel that even the slightest gap can affect the whole overall situation in the end.

Just when Mo Chen was still sighing, suddenly Yin Suyu's figure slowly appeared in the private room, she floated towards Mo Chen, and bowed slightly.

"Childe, there is a girl who has come to the Ice Palace and is muttering your name ....... Yin Suyu still had the voice that seemed to be crying, but before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Mo Chen.

"Really!?" Mochen was overjoyed: "What does that girl look like, what color clothes do you wear?"

"The girl was beautiful, with waist-length hair and a pink-colored robe. Yin Suyu replied.

"Then it seems that Wen Ying, where is she?, please take me with Miss Suyu!" Mo Chen was a little anxious, unable to suppress his excitement.

"That girl, now in the Orthodox Pavilion......" Yin Suyu said here, pausing.

And the fierce face and the wind on the side were immediately stunned, and their expressions were surprised.

"Zhengyi Pavilion?" Hearing the name, Mo Chen had some bad premonitions.

Seeing this, Yin Suyu nodded: "This girl is seriously injured and has fallen into a coma......"