On the way back, Qingzhou and the rest of the disciples were in a heavy mood, Xuzhonghuan and Ji Qinglu, both of them were one in a million, Xuzhonghuan was enough for Qingzhou to have a headache, and tomorrow he would have to fight against the stronger Ji Qinglu, this battle was extremely dangerous, and the outcome was unpredictable. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After the other disciples left, Jin Mosheng found Qingzhou with a cautious expression.

"Qingzhou, tomorrow's battle, if you are defeated, admit defeat!"

Qingzhou was stunned, this uncle has always taken the revival of the Tiangui One Pulse as his own responsibility, if Qing Zhou wins the championship tomorrow, the already declining Tiangui One Pulse will definitely be famous, but why do you want him to take the initiative to admit defeat now.

"You have only a short time to get started, we elders are busy with chores, and we haven't trained you well, you can have today's results, all by your own efforts.

But Ji Qinglu is different, he is the key disciple of the Sword Pavilion, regardless of the treatment or the supply, he is more than a hundred times stronger than you, you can't beat him, you really should.

Among the Qi refining disciples of the Heavenly Return, you are the most successful and the hope of the future, you must try to protect yourself, Zhuji Dan has already arrived, and there is no need to force the position of champion. ”

Jin Mosheng's advice, although it was a little weak, was all for the sake of Qingzhou's safety, and after seeing the battle with the sky, Qingzhou already knew that Ji Qinglu was worthy of being the head of the Sword Pavilion, and his sword cultivation was sharp and unstoppable, and he was a terrible opponent.

"What's more, that Ji Qinglu was young and had already killed the foundation building monk. ”

Jin Mosheng went on to explain that Ji Qinglu had traveled abroad and had killed a cultivator who had done a lot of evil.

This is a sensational story, aside from punishing evil and promoting good, Ji Qinglu was able to use Qi refining and cultivation to kill Zhuji Sanxiu head-on, surpassing the gap of a whole big realm, which is simply beyond the common sense of the immortal cultivation world.

But for Qingzhou, this is not good news, because it means that Qingzhou's opponent tomorrow is a strong man with the strength to build a foundation.

Jin Mosheng whispered comfortingly, for fear that Qingzhou would be young and vigorous, and he would forcibly make a move and encounter danger in the ring.

Leaving this Mosheng, Qingzhou returned to the cave, did not cultivate, just sat and nourished his spirits, although he asked himself not to be afraid of Ji Qinglu, but everything he experienced today brought him a great shadow in his heart, what Ling Xiaoguan heard and heard, left Qingzhou with the impression that Ji Qinglu was difficult to defeat.

In the first half of the night, Qingzhou wanted to restore peace of mind, but he was never able to calm down.

Then he took advantage of the darkness of the night and walked to a river.

Looking at the Milky Way hanging upside down, the river reflecting the stars in the sky, Qingzhou watched the river flow, could not find the source before, and couldn't see the place to go after that, thinking of his own life, it was as involuntary as the river, and he could only go with the flow.

And the starry sky, high above, the world looks up to it, isn't it just like Ji Qinglu, born superior and worshipped.

The more Qing Zhou thought about it, the more unwilling he became, and a sense of sadness rose in his heart, and he inadvertently secretly matched the momentum of Si Yan's sword move to return to the south.

The flying sword rose and plunged into the river, which was better than the explosion of a million catties of gunpowder, and thousands of meters of river water rose into the air, splashing down on both banks, revealing the pebbles at the bottom of the river.

Then Qingzhou fit the flying sword, flying high in the air, feeling the wings on his back, the sword light flew out of a hundred meters, and the wind and clouds scattered everywhere he passed.

"It turns out that the Seven Fowl Vertical and Horizontal Sword is so mysterious. ”

Only then did Qing Zhou know that he didn't know the sword at all before, and the sword moves he used were all dead, but now his mood fits the momentum of the sword moves, and he can finally make a living sword move.

Thinking that Ji Qinglu could sweep away the enemies with a single sword, and even kill the foundation building monks by leapfrogging, that was the true style of sword cultivation.

Volleying the sword, Qing Zhou felt extremely happy, breathing in the wind, sweeping away the depression in his heart, and regaining his fighting spirit.

The next day, in front of the platform, tens of thousands of people waited, the grand occasion was unprecedented, and a huge ring stood in the center of the open space, which was the stage belonging to Qingzhou and Ji Qinglu.

Now Mosheng and the other nine disciples were already waiting by the side, and it was a great honor for them that Qingzhou could come to this point.

The other disciples of the five veins, the disciples of Lingguan, Yuhua, Aoki, Eight Hundred, and Sword Pavilion all came to see the excitement, today is the final game to determine the leader, and the identities of the two sides of the battle are also very interesting.

One side is the number one of the Qi refining disciples of the Sword Pavilion, and during the Qi refining period, he can skip the level to kill the foundation and scatter cultivation, and the sword cultivation is invincible.

On one side is the declining Tiangui disciple, who has emerged in the sect competition, and the disciples of the five veins have all been defeated under him.

In this competition, except for the people who have returned to the same lineage, no one is optimistic about Qingzhou, and no one hopes that he can win.

Because in the eyes of the disciples of the five veins of Ling Xiaoguan, the Tiangui One Vein is no longer enough, if this sect competition is to let a Tiangui disciple win the championship, wouldn't it make them lose face for those who have been defeated.

A duel, in the eyes of these disciples, seems to have risen to the level of sect honor, so Qingzhou must lose against Ji Qinglu.

Qingzhou has been cultivated, and his spirit has reached his peak, and he has no timidity or fear in the face of Ji Qinglu, and he smiles at it.

Ji Qinglu still looks unkempt, but the breath on his body is extremely pure, his eyes hidden in the messy hair are as sharp as arrows, and his hands are drooping and his fingers are closed.

"To be honest, this championship is worthless to me, even if it is a spiritual weapon, it is of no use to me?" Ji Qinglu said slowly.

"What does Senior Brother Ji mean?"

"Everyone in the world says that the sword cultivation of the Imperial Sword Xuan is unparalleled in the world, but I also have a sword cultivation in Lingxiao Temple, and I, Ji Qinglu, want to let the immortal cultivation world know that the disciples of the Sword Pavilion can also be invincible in the world.

Qingzhou, you do have some skills, but in my eyes, it's just like yesterday's Void Central, it's my record on the 100-win battle list, so let's do it!"

"I see, but Senior Brother Ji is very important to me, because my path to cultivating immortals, in addition to marching forward and moving forward bravely, is also indispensable for ups and downs.

There are always strong enemies in front of me, whether my heart is firm in the entrance examination, and Senior Brother Ji, you are now the one who is going to graduate school for me. ”

Hearing Qingzhou's words, Ji Qinglu looked at Qingzhou cautiously, and said for a long time, "Let's do it!"

This person is a strong enemy in life, Qingzhou does not dare to keep his hand, and the gold bricks and flying knives are shot at the same time.

I saw a touch of golden light in front of me, and eight knives flew behind, instantly passing through the ring with a width of 100 meters, and the strong wind blew away Ji Qinglu's messy hair on his forehead, revealing a young and unruly face.

Then Ji Qinglu moved, I saw his sleeves dancing, and a short sword had fallen in his hand, and then he took a step forward, and he flashed the flying knife in an instant, facing the square gold brick.

With a wave of the short sword, the gold brick suddenly stopped in mid-air, and a hole immediately opened where the sword blade fell, and this heavy and hard top-level magic weapon was broken, swaying in mid-air, and finally fell to the ring, smashing a big hole.

This gold brick is extremely heavy, used to smash people, and the middle ones are all powder, in addition to the heavy strength, it is hard and heavy, Ji Qinglu actually slashed with a sword, which shows that his swordsmanship is terrifying.

"This is Ji Qinglu's Yuan Sword, yesterday he was useless to Duel Void Central, how can Qingzhou He De, how can he make Ji Qinglu take a fancy to him?"

Hearing the round of disciples in his ears, Xuzhonghuan, who came to watch the battle today, gritted his teeth, and the injuries on his body ached faintly, and he became jealous of the two people on the stage.