"Yuqing!"

As soon as Fa'an's words fell, a sharp and poignant voice suddenly sounded: "You actually broke the tendons of my hands!"

When everyone heard this, they were taken aback, and hurriedly looked at Zhenjing, who was being helped up by two Daomen disciples under the ring, only to see that the white cloth bandaged at the wrists of his hands was already dyed red, and his ten fingers were slightly curled, and he was still trembling!

The tendons of the hand were broken, like a waste person, even if there was a precious elixir to continue, it would not be a few years of work, and it would be difficult to return to normal!

"Yuqing, why have you repeatedly poisoned my Dao disciples!"

Fa'an looked at Jian Qingyu angrily, and his innate anger was about to erupt, obviously he couldn't bear it anymore!

"Am I poisoned?"

Jian Qingyu smiled coldly and said, "Your Dao Sect disciple is ruthless and vicious, and you want to kill me, why do you turn a blind eye?"

"I just broke his tendons, I didn't hurt his life, I was already merciful!"

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Fa An raised his eyes to look at Fa Xuan, who also looked at Fa Yun who was still expressionless with a solemn face, and then shook his head slightly.

Fa'an stared at Jian Qingyu, who strode back to Lin Qiongling's side, snorted, and flew out of the ring!

Since this ring has produced a Yum champion, naturally there is no need to compare, and the responsibility of Fa'an to preside over is also completed!

"Brother Yuqing! Congratulations on becoming a Yum Champion!"

Lin Qiongling looked at Jian Qingyu excitedly, her eyes full of admiration.

"Brother Yuqing, you are the only one of the hundred victories in this martial arts conference, and you will definitely be famous in Kyushu in the future!"

Xing Fallen Hao also smiled and looked at Jian Qingyu Dao.

"Isn't there still that Daomen genius Yang Xuying?"

Jian Qingyu smiled slightly, looked at Yang Xuying, who was sitting cross-legged in the ring, and said, "He has also won more than 70 games in a row now, and he is not far from a hundred victories!"

Since the first day, Jian Qingyu has won dozens of games in a row, and at noon on the second day, Yang Xuying has also come to the stage for some reason.

"Then someone has to come up to the stage to challenge him!"

Xing Chenghao laughed in a low voice: "Now that the Dao Sect and many family disciples have challenged, it will be the end today, I'm afraid I won't be able to make up a hundred!"

Sanxiu has always been hostile to the Daomen, and the name of Yang Xuying has already spread throughout Kyushu, and there are only a handful of warriors who have come to the stage to challenge him.

Even with the support of the Daomen and many families, they only accepted more than 70 challenges!

It was getting dark, and the snow had stopped after a day or two of it.

In the ring, Gong Xuan was holding a cold ice long sword, and he kept retreating under Yang Zheng's fierce attack, and his sword moves became full of loopholes!

The corners of Gong Xuan's mouth were bloody, her face was pale but still cold, but her breath was gradually weakening!

"Miss Gong Xuan, your injuries have not healed, why bother to hold on!"

Yang Zheng held the Nine Feathers Sword in his hand, only revealing one blade, and he still seemed to be at ease.

Gong Xuan still clenched her teeth, her face was cold, and she was struggling to support herself, but she had no chance to fight back!

"In that case, offended!"

Yang Zheng sighed slightly, his arm shook, the iron fan unfolded, and the cold light of the nine sword blades flickered.

"Go!"

Yang Zheng snorted lightly, his wrist exerted force, and the Nine Feather Sword spun and flew towards Gong Xuan.

Gong Xuan's complexion changed, and the cold ice long sword in his hand had already been swung away by the Nine Feathers Sword, so he had to lean back to dodge, but Yang Zheng, who was following closely, seized this opportunity and slapped Gong Xuan's shoulder with one palm, knocking him out of the ring!

"Take!"

Yang Zheng caught the nine-feather sword that flew back, closed the folding fan, put the blade into the fan, and smiled and clenched his fists.

"Qingzhou Yang family Yang wins, for this ring to fight!"

The dark green Daoist priest who had been standing in the ring stepped forward and shouted loudly.

"This Yang Zheng, it's really shameless!"

Looking at Gong Xuan's defeat, Lin Qiongling was a little annoyed and said, "If Gong Xuan wasn't injured, how could he be an opponent!"

"Now not only is he taking advantage of the danger of others, but he is also so hypocritical and hypocritical, and he is so high-sounding!

Gong Xuan was attacked by the Daomen Mantra outside the Qianlong Yuan, and was seriously injured, and has not healed yet, not to mention Yang Zheng, even the innate Starfall Hao can defeat her!

Jian Qingyu smiled and nodded: "Up and down the Dao Gate, why isn't this the case?"

When Lin Qiongling heard this, she looked at Jian Qingyu with some surprise, and said, "Brother Yuqing, you seem to have a lot of prejudice against Daomen!"

Jian Qingyu smiled and didn't answer, his eyes looked at the ring, and the light in his eyes flashed!

"Yum Champion, Sanxiu Yuqing, please go to the ring!"

On the stone steps, Fa Xuan said loudly.

Jian Qingyu's body jumped, and he flew down on the ring that was already covered with snow, and stood with his sword in his hand!

"This is the end of the tournament selection!"

Fa Xuan said loudly: "The ten champions are Daomen Zhenru, Daomen Zhenwu, Daomen Zhenluo, Jian Yunxing of the Sword Family, Lin Yao of the Lin Family, Yang Zheng of the Yang Family, Ling Hantang of the Ling Family, Sanxiu Yuqing, Sanxiu Han Xiuyuan, and Sanxiu Huo Yanshan!"

Jian Qingyu's eyes looked at Yang Xuying, who had a gloomy face, Yang Xuying's Dao number was "Zhenru", but this Dao number was mostly called by the Daomen master, and the real name of the Kyushu martial artists, Jian Qingyu also knew at this time, it turned out that Zhenru was Yang Xuying!

Yang Xuying stood in the ring with his sword and eyebrows raised, his face was extremely gloomy, he had never been able to become the winner of the Yum Championship!

It's not because his strength is not as good as Jian Qingyu, but that no one challenges him, so he is unwilling to lose unwillingly!

Jian Qingyu didn't think about comparing himself with Yang Xuying, if it wasn't for saving Ning Luo, he also planned to wait until the end to defeat one person and win the position of champion.

But Yang Xuying wanted to compare with Jian Qingyu, because of a woman, a woman who sat next to him, but her heart was not by his side!

Looking at the worship in Yun Qingyang's cold eyes, the faint smile inadvertently revealed on his cold face, and the slender hand that grabbed the placket of his clothes so nervously, Yang Xuying was extremely jealous!

Therefore, he has always been arrogant, and when he comes to power, he also wants to win the victory and prove to her that he is the best man!

"That's the end of today, tomorrow, the championship ranking competition begins!"

As Fa Xuan's voice fell, everyone began to disperse in the square......

On the Flying Peak, the moonlight shines on the snow-white earth, which looks extraordinarily bright!

In the bamboo house, Jian Qingyu sat cross-legged, the qi in his body was running, and the fierce and thick breath was spewing endlessly!

"Brother Yuqing, are you there?"

Lin Qiongling's crisp voice sounded outside the door, Jian Qingyu slowly opened her eyes, and said with a smile: "Miss Ling'er, please come in!"

With a "squeak", the door opened, and Lin Qiongling walked in quickly, and then quickly closed the side, blocking the wind and snow from the house!

After nightfall, the snow began to fall again, and it was very heavy!

"Miss Ling'er, is there anything wrong with you braving such a heavy snowfall so late?"

Jian Qingyu smiled.

"Here's for you!"

Lin Qiongling's hand behind her stretched out and handed over a thread-bound book: "Listen to my father, tomorrow's competition will be decided by lottery tomorrow morning, but it's always good to know yourself and your opponent!"

"What is this?"

Jian Qingyu took the book in surprise, turned the page, couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and read softly: "Daomen Zhenru, whose real name is Yang Xuying, the son of the head of the Daomen, and the nephew of the head of the Yang family in Qingzhou......"

"This is the information of the top ten champions!"

Lin Qiongling smiled and said: "I asked people to sort out their information, you can take a look, and you can be prepared!"

"Oh?"

Jian Qingyu continued to flip back with some curiosity, and said with a smile: "I want to see how you introduce me!"

"Yuqing, known as the "sword swordsman", in the early days of congenital development, no swordsmanship, parents unknown, appeared in Chanzhou for the first time, rescued Lin Qiongling, so it is suspected that he is from Chanzhou. Later, he followed the Lin family's stone pile and Lin Qiongling to Zhongzhou Sword Casting City and rescued the Xuannu Ice Palace Yun Qingyang......"

Lin Qiongling smiled and said: "Yuqing is pregnant with the "Arhat Golden Body" and "Pogang Fist", which are one of the five great monks of the Buddhist Sect, but the Bitter Ring Monk once swore not to accept disciples, and Yuqing is not a disciple of Buddhism, so it is suspected that he has a relationship with the Buddhist Sect!"

"In addition, when Yuqing drew his sword, the explosion was extremely powerful, and it was suspected that the legendary "Sword Drawing Sword Technique" that had been lost for 100,000 years!"

Jian Qingyu was dumbfounded, and after a long time, he took a deep breath, shook his head with a wry smile, looked at Lin Qiongling, and said, "You really found me out!"

"Brother Yuqing, from the news that you defeated Sword Soul Cloud, your information has been clearly checked by the three major sects and seven great families in Kyushu!"

Lin Qiongling said with a smile: "Yang Xuying must have already seen these materials, so you can't help but know their details!"

"Hmm!"

Jian Qingyu nodded with a smile and said, "Thank you!"

Lin Qiongling smiled and bent her eyes, nodded, and said, "Then you look slowly, I won't bother you, watch me rest earlier!"

"Hmm!"

Jian Qingyu smiled and nodded.