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Qing Ling waved her hand and slashed at it from three meters away, Qing Ling's flying sword was not more than one meter five, although her body was still advancing, but swinging the sword so early made Su Zhuxuan feel extremely uncomfortable. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although it is completely timed for her to pop up a few notes now, but she doesn't, she doesn't dare to be careless at all, so she retreats and leans back, and the following four tones pop up in her hand with the previous "ambush on all sides".

"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng!" Just as everyone wondered if she needed to retreat, Qing Ling swung out a sword "Oooo It can be seen that Qingling is fast with his sword.

Qing Ling no longer moved forward, but pursed her lips, looking at her expression, it seemed that she wanted to say that it was a pity, but she only ruined the qin. And Su Zhuxuan had a look of surprise on her face. When Qing Ling raised her hand, she felt a great crisis, she almost subconsciously retreated and leaned back, but she still didn't expect Qing Ling's attack range to be so wide. Not only that, the pipa in her hand is a third-grade top-grade magic weapon, and the magic circle on it is designed by a fourth-level rune array master, and the silk thread is an excellent quality Xuanjin, which is definitely not something that can be cut by a flying sword made of third-grade intermediate refined iron.

At this point in the competition, everyone felt that the victory or defeat had been decided, and under normal circumstances, the strings of the pipa that Su Zhuxuan launched the attack had been broken, how could this fight? But Su Zhuxuan was not busy admitting defeat, and her surprised expression had not eased.

Thinking of the scene where her stunt was blocked by her opponent before, her face softened: "It's really amazing, I should have guessed that you are a master of Lingyin, such a strange weapon, see through and dodge my attack, and can block my big move, how can you not be a master of sound?" The concussive flying sword produces a sound, and uses spiritual power to expand and maintain the range of movement of the sound, forming an invisible giant sword, and the length is about three meters, right, it's just that you don't have much spiritual power accumulation now, so you can't maintain this state all the time, and it's amazing to hide it for so long just to break it with one blow. At this point, she changed her voice: "But do you really think that if the strings are broken, I will lose? As soon as the words fell, she raised her hand and flicked it in front of the pipa, and the broken strings were connected together, to be exact, because in the distance, you can still see the broken mouth of the four strings in front of the sword marks on the pipa surface, which was forcibly connected together by Su Zhuxuan with spiritual power, not only that, Qingling also felt that the four strings were wrapped in a layer of spiritual power, and if she played the song in such a situation, the power would be several times greater.

Qing Ling's heart sank, he was worthy of being an elite disciple of the Lingyin Sect, the elder personally received the art, whether it was in the attainment of music or in the battle of cultivation, he could exert extraordinary strength, and the ability to adapt to changes was also extremely strong, this person's future achievements were absolutely extraordinary, but...

Thinking of this, Qing Ling's eyes unconsciously looked in the direction of Nangong Quan and the others, and after a while, she withdrew her gaze, hooked the corners of her mouth, showed a charming smile and gently spit out two words: "It's really stupid." After speaking, she flicked the "Ding !!" on the flying sword, and the flying sword shook, Qing Ling's clothes and hair fluttered slightly, and the next moment she rushed straight towards her opponent.

Su Zhuxuan knew that the opponent was going to make the final move, so she used all her strength to pop out the next "ambush on all sides".

"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng !! Boom Boom!!" Su Zhuxuan didn't even look at the opponent and talked about the song with full attention, every note, every tune was a killer move, the dirt in the field was flying, the dust was flying, the air was shaking, the light curtain was shaking, and the eardrums of the audience above the stands were also shaking. Many people covered their ears, this is dealing with the opponent, this is an attack on everyone present!

I have to say that this is an auditory feast for many people, but it is also a torment for some people, and the leaders of many sects directly play a few magic circles to protect their own sect disciples, which is no longer something that people who come to visit can bear. And the visibility in the venue where Su Zhuxuan competed was extremely low, but just by this sound, he knew the fierce scene of the battle between the two.

And the people who continued to compete next to them were undoubtedly affected, many referees entered the field and took away some people who were still competing, and their competition could only be stopped, because some of them had been injured in the competition, and they were so close to Su Zhuxuan and others, this sonic attack was likely to seriously injure them, and the serious ones could be killed, no way, the sonic attack was so domineering.

There was also such a situation in the previous competition, and everyone didn't say anything, after all, their lives are more important. It's just that they didn't expect this situation to be so many rounds ahead of this year, which is enough to show that Qingling is powerful. It's just that the old woman surnamed Su of the Lingyin Sect frowned and couldn't help but think: "These two stupid girls, so real, it seems that their hearts still need to be improved, that girl surnamed Qin is really okay, she can force Su Yatou to this point, and I haven't seen her use any big moves, is she hiding her strength? But, no, in order to hide her strength, she was injured? Huh? What is that..."

The battle between Su Zhuxuan and Qing Ling continued, the impact of the sound waves had not stopped, and the soil in their field had turned over layer after layer, making their foothold half a meter lower than that of other venues, if it weren't for the light curtain blocking it, I am afraid that the foothold of the entire square would have to sink half a meter, and those houses would undoubtedly be shattered.

"Ding ding" Suddenly, two abrupt and crisp bells sounded in the field filled with the sound of pipa. What is the matter? The sound of such a pipa is so loud that it may not be possible to hear two people talking loudly face to face? Many people have such a question in their hearts.

Then, the sound of the pipa suddenly stopped, and the whole square was silent, only the residual echo still echoed in everyone's ears, as if she was still talking. Everyone's eardrums listened to such a loud pipa sound for so long, and the sound suddenly stopped, and everyone felt a strange emotion, what kind of emotion is this? Loss? Sudden relaxation and relief? Expectation? Anger? Everyone's eyes were focused on their venue, what happened? How did the song stop before it was played? Could it be that the winner was divided? Even if it was scored, at least the song should be played, so how did the audience feel about stopping in the middle of the play?

However, the dust in the field of Qing Ling and his opponent had not yet sunk, and they did not know their situation in the stands, but while they were waiting, the referee's voice sounded in their ears: "Winner, Qin Huo!"

There was silence in the stands at first, and then there was an incredible discussion: "What? Qin Huo? How is it possible? No matter how you look at it just now, Su Zhuxuan has the upper hand..."...

Nangong Quan was about to say something, when a figure in the Qingling battle venue broke away from the dust and jumped in front of them, it was Qingling who looked tired, only to see that she still had that unhurried smile, and said, "Heh, I won." After saying that, his body softened. Xiaohong and Su Xue quickly supported Qing Ling, they hurriedly checked Qing Ling's body, and then Su Xue breathed a sigh of relief and said to everyone: "It's okay, the spiritual power is exhausted, and the physical strength is exhausted, just faint, just rest for a while." ”

The faces of the others also softened, and Nangong Quan hurriedly called Xiao Brown to take her back to the inn to rest. turned his eyes to Su Zhuxuan in the venue just now, and guessed what happened just now, but Su Zhuxuan was also taken back for treatment by the elders of their sect for the first time. And the specific situation of the battle they fought just now was only known to the two of them and the strong people whose strength was above Jindan.

After a while, everyone heard a worry-free voice: "Everyone, due to the wonderful duel between Su Zhuxuan's juniors and Qin Huo's juniors, the other people's battles have been affected, but don't worry, there are not many people who have not been able to distinguish the winner just now, and they have all been treated by us, and then continue the unfinished competition just now." After speaking, I saw that he and many people played a few magic circles and shot into the competition venue, and the things that were destroyed just now immediately returned to the way they were before the competition.

Nangong Quancai found that it was inevitable that the venue would be destroyed after so many competitions every day, and every time the next day's competition was held, the venue would be restored to the intact state before the competition, and it turned out that someone was maintaining it. What a powerful spiritual power this must be, a huge field can be repaired with a magic circle, and it is inevitable that he will be a little envious as a rune array master.

Xiao Hei seemed to see his thoughts and said: "Envy, don't worry, your Senior Uncle Zhou Ding is not teaching you, you are just a beginner now, his attainments are not under that worry-free at all, not only that, his alchemy skills are even comparable to those of the Southern Liulidong Elders." ”

"Liuli Cave, what kind of sect is that?" Nangong Quan carefully recalled the information he had read in the Library Pavilion before. Suddenly, Nangong Quan opened his eyes and said to Xiao Hei: "Liuli Cave, do you mean that the Glass Cave where the Mortal Realm Talisman Refining Pill is the first?"

Xiao Hei replied: "Otherwise, is there a second glazed hole?" Oh, by the way, there is a girl in Liuli Cave who has been looking at you for a long time. ”

Qin Feng was taken aback: "What? Why didn't you say it earlier?" Xiao Hei said: "What are you excited about? Don't worry, people are not interested in you, I have observed her, she has observed other sects in addition to looking at you." I inquired, this person is in his fifties, this is the second time she has participated in the immortal cultivation test, the last time there were more than two hundred, and she is also a genius, I heard that the last time she came to look around like this, it also caused some disgust from casual cultivation. In addition, this person seems to have taken the Dingyan Pill, and his appearance remains in his twenties. ”

Nangong Quandao: "Fifty years old, so old?" Xiao Hei smiled coldly: "You know a fart, after building the foundation, your lifespan will be about two hundred years old, and it will be a matter of time before someone with great potential like her advances to the Golden Pill, and then it will be five hundred years old, what is a mere fifty years old? And you are aging very slowly, and all your physical functions will only deteriorate in the last ten or twenty years." All in all, don't be so short-sighted, you're twenty years old, why is your IQ still seventeen or eighteen years old?"

Nangong Quan felt a little embarrassed when Xiao Hei said this, and he didn't ask any questions.

The next few rounds of competitions are like that, not to mention the one-sided trend, but everyone can deal with it, I really don't know if they are lucky or the opponent deliberately released water, it has reached this point, the number of competitors is only a few hundred people, but the strength is not so strong.

However, this competition also just shows that among the monks of the same age, the strength of Nangong Quan and others is at the level of the middle or even the upper level in the immortal cultivation world, and the remaining hundreds are all disciples of the famous sects in the entire immortal cultivation world.

Everyone understands that there is always a moment when luck runs out one day, just like the next competition, the battle list came down, shocking everyone's eyes: "Wind and Snow Day" Nangong Quan against Ai Ning'er of the North Ice Field.

As soon as the list came out, countless casinos immediately changed their betting signs: "Famous decisive battle!! 10,000-year-old strong gate 'North Ice Field' against the hidden world faction 'Wind and Snow Day'!!"

Nangong Quan immediately froze when he saw the smile on the corner of his mouth when he saw this list, and said that it was good to be unnoticeable? How good is it to casually lose in the hands of a strong man with a bad reputation, how can he be such an opponent?

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