"Senior Sister Qingyang, the two of them, who do you want to win?"

A crisp voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Yun Qingyang, who was staring nervously at the ring, was suddenly startled, and hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see Gong Mingyue looking at him with a playful face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yun Qingyang couldn't help blushing slightly, and said angrily: "What are the two of them, don't be scared in the back!"

"Who else could they be!"

Gong Mingyue said with a smile: "Of course it's Yang Xuying and Yuqing, the two young heroes!"

After that, Gong Mingyue seemed to remember something again, and suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, Senior Sister Qingyang, I scared you just now! It turns out that you have been watching them nervously just now!"

"Dead girl, don't talk nonsense! Who's watching them, I'm looking at the others!"

Yun Qingyang's pretty face became a little redder, and he said angrily.

......

"It's really 'the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves'!"

On the stone steps in the distance, the elders of the Dao Sect looked at Jian Qingyu and Yang Xuying, who were fighting fiercely, and they were also amazed!

"Yes, it is worthy of being a disciple of Dao Hong's uncle, it is really such a body speed, even if it is an old man, he is not sure that he can take it!"

"That 'sword drawing swordsman' Yuqing can catch Zhenru's sword, and his strength is also extraordinary, but he is much stronger than me at the beginning!"

"I'm afraid the strength of the two of them is not weaker than Jian Qingluo twelve years ago!"

"Jian Qingluo's swordsmanship is fierce and domineering, it is really like a good body, that Yuqing is very responsive, and the three of them can be said to be equal!"

"How can they be compared with that Jian Qingluo! Jian Qingluo is already a late-stage innate master now, and they are still young!"

......

On the square, when everyone was talking, in the ring, the battle between Lin Yao and Zhenluo had already been decided.

Looking at Zhen Luo, who was knocked out of the ring with a palm, Lin Yao's eyes turned to the direction of Han Xiuyuan and Huo Yanshan!

Huo Yanshan had already swept towards Jian Yunxing with a sword, even though Jian Yunxing blocked the blade with a horizontal sword, he was still shocked and vomited blood and flew out of the ring!

At the same time, on the other side of the ring, Han Xiuyuan also slashed at Ling Hantang's sword with a sword, shaking Ling Hantang back and forth.

Every time he took a step back, blood would spill out of Ling Hantang's mouth, and after taking more than ten steps back, Ling Hantang's breath was sluggish, and he fell to the ground unconscious!

"Push it down!"

Fa Xuan glanced at the unconscious Ling Hantang, waved his hand, and two Dao disciples quickly stepped onto the stage and helped Ling Hantang out of the ring.

Defeating Jian Yunxing and Ling Hantang, Huo Yanshan and Han Xiuyuan were also not lightly injured, and their breath was also much weaker!

Lin Yao's gaze slowly retracted, and he secretly said in his heart: "It's really 'there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky!'"

She is also a lady of the sky, she reached the innate realm at a young age, and Lin Caicheng personally taught her.

But at this martial arts conference, whether it was Yang Xuying, who was famous in Kyushu, or Yuqing, who had sprung up, she was so strong that she couldn't reach her, even compared with Huo Yanshan and Han Xiuyuan, she was ashamed of herself!

With a light sigh, Lin Yao slowly raised her head and looked at Lin Caicheng in the distance, but found that Lin Caicheng was also looking at her, smiling all over her face, stroking her beard and nodding slightly.

Seeing Lin Caicheng showing a look of satisfaction that he had never felt before, Lin Yao couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized, a smile appeared on his lost face, put away his long sword, and walked out of the ring under the surprised gaze of everyone!

However, before Lin Yao, there was one more person who flew out of the ring first!

After Han Xiuyuan defeated Ling Hantang with one sword, the sword momentum was like a surging wave, endless, and two swords slashed at Yang Zheng's Nine Feather Sword in succession!

At this moment, the power of Han Xiuyuan's "Canglang Sword Technique" was revealed, and after bearing two stronger swords one after another, Yang Zheng's ending was naturally even more miserable!

The tiger's mouth was torn, the nine feather swords were thrown away, and even the arms hung down weakly, and the mouth spat blood and flew out of the ring!

After defeating Yang Zheng and Ling Hantang, Han Xiuyuan also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to his knees in the ring weakly, supporting his body with an ink-colored ancient sword, and he also became the end of the canopy!

Lin Yao didn't look at Yang Zheng, who was caught by the disciples of the Daomen, nor at Han Xiuyuan, who had no strength to fight anymore, his pace remained the same, and he walked out of the ring with a light smile!

In the ring, Zhenwu, who was strong and strong, like an iron tower, was also crumbling at the moment, Huo Yanshan slashed one sword after another, Zhenwu kept retreating, constantly vomiting blood, and his breath fell rapidly, but he never said a word!

Huo Yanshan was also vomiting blood, every time he slashed a sword, blood continued to overflow from his mouth, although his breath was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, his momentum was high, pressing step by step!

Fa Xuan's eyes looked gloomily at Huo Yanshan and Zhenwu, his fists clenched, and his innate qi shrouded his body, as if he was ready to make a move at any time!

At this moment, Yang Xuying and Jian Qingyu collided, and a strong wind swept in, and Zhenwu, who was crumbling, was suddenly impacted by the strong wind and fell into the ring.

Huo Yanshan was also hit backwards by the strong wind, and finally stabilized his figure!

Huo Yanshan's eyes looked solemnly at the sword Qingyu who was as steady as Mount Tai in the strong wind and the Yang Xuying who turned into thousands of phantoms.

After a while, Fang slowly retracted his gaze and met Han Xiuyuan's eyes, who also retracted his gaze.

A faint smile appeared on the pale faces of both of them, nodded slightly, and slowly walked out of the ring!

Sensing that everyone else had left the ring, Yang Xuying couldn't help but stop his figure and looked at Jian Qingyu with a solemn gaze.

The strong wind dissipated, and Jian Qingyu also looked at Yang Xuying with a solemn gaze, although he looked quite embarrassed, but there was no trace of blood on his body!

Obviously, Yang Xuying's crazy attack failed to hurt him in the slightest!

"Yuqing, you are really powerful, you are worthy of me to show all your strength!"

A faint smile with a chill appeared on Yang Xuying's face, and the aura around him quickly rose, and there was a faint golden light flashing on the golden mangsword!

Seeing this, Jian Qingyu's expression also became solemn, and the momentum around his body also rose, and as the Tianyan Sword retracted its scabbard, the aura that had climbed to the peak quickly fell back again.

"What a fierce sword qi!"

On the stone steps, Starfall Hao couldn't help but exclaim.

"Senior Sister Qingyang! Yang Xuying actually has a trick!"

Gong Mingyue also exclaimed!

In the square, exclamations rang out, and discussions came and went, but Fa Yun and the others were extremely quiet.

Fa Yun and the other first elders of the Dao Sect all smiled, but Lin Caicheng and the others were cold, without saying a word, the light in their eyes flickered, staring at Yang Xuying's back tightly!

"This is the "Gengjin Sword Technique", which is the personal transmission of my master Daohong Zhenren, the power is incomparable, and I only have a glimpse of the door, and I can barely learn the first style!"

Yang Xuying said, the golden mangjian was raised above his head, and the powerful aura around his body had already merged with the golden mangsword, and the sharp sword aura enveloped his body, at a glance, Yang Xuying seemed to have turned into a golden giant sword!

"A sword splits the mountain!"

With Yang Xuying's low shout, the golden light of the golden mangsword in his hand was sheng, and the golden light around him quickly poured into the golden mangsword like a tide, and the golden mangsword slashed down with an incomparable strong wind.

"Draw the sword!"

With a "bang", the Tianyan Sword was instantly unsheathed, and the fierce and majestic aura erupted in an instant like a volcanic eruption.

There was silence in the square, and everyone's eyes were staring at the center of the ring without blinking, and even breathing seemed to stop!

"Peng!"

The two swords converged, and the strong wind swept away in an instant!

The mink cloaks and velvet hats on Jian Qingyu and Yang Xuying's bodies were instantly torn apart, and the goose feathers and snow were all crushed and annihilated a foot away!

The sound of "click" continued to sound, and on the bluestone ring around the two of them, huge cracks spread out, and the gravel was thrown away, swept by the strong wind, and flew around!

On the stone steps, many people couldn't help but stand up, Lin Qiongling and Yun Qingyang were both pale, and their fingers were pale!

However, the center of the ring was already shrouded in snowflakes, gravel powder, and strong winds, and it was impossible to see the slightest human figure!

After a while, the strong wind slowly dissipated, and everyone couldn't help but look with bated breath, but they were shocked to find that the center of the ring had become a big pit.

In the big pit, Jian Qingyu and Yang Xuying still countered each other, but whether it was on the sword or on the two of them, there was no longer the slightest bit of fierce aura.

The clothes of both of them were in tatters, their mouths were full of blood, their clothes were dyed red, and their bodies were motionless!

Fa Xuan frowned slightly, and hurriedly stepped forward to check, but found that Jian Qingyu and Yang Xuying were both unconscious, if they hadn't resisted each other with their swords like this, I am afraid they would have fallen!

Obviously, with one blow just now, in the center of such a terrifying sword qi strong wind, both of them did not retreat for half a step, and they fought until they were both defeated, and both of them passed out!

Fa Xuan retracted his gaze, looked at the people in the square, and shouted loudly: "In view of the fact that Yang Xuying and Yuqing are both in a coma with all their strength, the two of them are the champions of this martial arts conference!"

"Brother Yuqing!"

As soon as Fa Xuan's words fell, Lin Qiongling rushed to the ring anxiously.

But as soon as Lin Qiongling's footsteps moved, Lin Caicheng had already flown to the ring, and he and Fa Xuan respectively supported Jian Qingyu and Yang Xuying.

Fa Xuan looked at Lin Caicheng in some surprise, but Lin Caicheng didn't seem to notice it, and his eyes fell on the jade pendant hanging around Jian Qingyu's neck in confusion!