"Seventh sister!"

"Miss Ningluo!"

Under the ring, exclamations rang out one after another!

Just when Ning Luo was only one step away from the edge of the ring, Zhen Hao had already picked up Ning Luo's six-foot soft sword with a sword, and then turned his body and stabbed Ning Luo in the chest with a sword. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Looking at this inevitable life-chasing sword, Ning Luo's face turned pale and she closed her eyes in despair!

"Bell!"

However, the expected pain did not appear, only a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, Ning Luo hurriedly opened her eyes and looked, becoming more and more surprised.

I saw that Jian Qingyu had already appeared in the ring at some point, and the Tianyan Sword in his hand had already been unsheathed, blocking in front of Ning Luo, and resisting Zhenhao's long sword to the death!

"Young Master Yuqing!"

Ning Luo looked at Jian Qingyu with a pale face, with three points of surprise and three points of doubt in her eyes......

"Hmm!

Jian Qingyu nodded slightly, and with a wave of his robe, Ning Luo flew off the stage and was caught by Ma Li and the others!

At the same time, Jian Qingyu's arm shook, Tianyan Sword shook, and Zhenhao took three steps back to stabilize his body!

"You've broken through to the innate level!"

Zhen Hao looked at Jian Qingyu with a gloomy face, and said with a little surprise.

The move just now, the competition is cultivation, Jian Qingyu can shock him, and his cultivation is strong, and it must be slightly better than it!

"Who is Your Excellency, who dares to trespass into the ring and disrupt the assembly!"

The Dao Sect Elder, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, opened his eyes at some point, looked at Jian Qingyu fiercely, and shouted loudly.

"Loose cultivation Yuqing!"

Jian Qingyu sneered and looked at the elder of that sect and said, "Your Excellency had a good night's sleep, and finally woke up!"

The Daomen elder froze slightly, couldn't help but show embarrassment, and instantly covered it up, and said coldly: "Yuqing, you dare to trespass into the ring and disrupt the conference, you really don't take my Dao Gate in your eyes!"

Jian Qingyu frowned slightly, his mind turned sharply, and then he smiled and said: "Ning Luo has been defeated before, and he is only planning to challenge Zhenhao when he goes to the stage, how can it be said that he has trespassed into the ring and disrupted the conference?"

"Hugh quibble!"

The elder of the Daomen said coldly: "That Ning Luo has never stepped down, nor has he ever admitted defeat, how can you be qualified to come to the stage to challenge......!

"Elder Fa'an!"

Before the Daomen Elder's words fell, Zhen Hao, who had been looking gloomy, suddenly interrupted: "Since he came to the stage to challenge, what does it matter if he comes early and late?"

Elder Fa'an frowned slightly, looked at Zhen Hao with a gloomy face in surprise, then sighed slightly, waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can continue!"

"Yuqing, you will definitely die today!"

Zhen Hao's deep voice came, Jian Qingyu looked up suspiciously, and suddenly his heart was shocked, Zhen Hao's eyes at this moment were full of irrepressible hatred!

"What is my deep hatred for him, and he hates me so much!"

Jian Qingyu was secretly shocked in his heart, he rescued Ning Luo just now, it was just a trivial matter, since Zhenhao had just opened his mouth to explain for him, how could he hate himself so much?

I couldn't figure it out in my heart, and Jian Qingyu didn't have time to analyze the reason, just when Zhen Hao's deep voice came, the ancient long sword in Zhen Hao's hand also quietly stabbed over!

"Ding!"

The sword light of the Tianyan Sword flashed, and it stabbed together with the ancient long sword.

Zhen Hao shook his arm, and the ancient long sword staggered the Tianyan Sword and continued to stab at the sword Qingyu.

Jian Qingyu was slightly startled, this move is a move that ends in the same end, although Zhenhao's long sword can stab himself, but his Tianyan Sword can also kill Zhenhao in an instant!

However, the two of them were obviously not such unwise people, the scabbard held by Zhenhao in his right hand suddenly raised, and Jian Qingyu's left hand had also been raised.

"Bell!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the Tianyan Sword had already been blocked by Zhenhao's scabbard, and Zhenhao's ancient long sword was pierced into the scabbard of the Tianyan Sword!

"Good!"

Under the ring, the applause roared and the applause shook the sky.

Even Lin Caicheng and other senior masters looked at Jian Qingyu and Zhenhao's flexible strain, and they all smiled and nodded one by one!

The long sword was collected, Zhen Hao hurriedly turned over and wanted to draw out the long sword, but Jian Qingyu deceived him and did not let him have a chance to draw the sword, and at the same time, the Tianyan Sword in his hand stabbed Zhen Hao's shoulder socket again!

When the long sword attacked, Zhenhao not only did not immediately retreat, but threw away the scabbard in his left hand, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he grabbed the Tianyan Sword that was tattooed on his shoulder socket by the sword Qingyu!

Jian Qingyu's heart sank, and a bad feeling hit her heart, and she was about to withdraw and retreat, but the Tianyan Sword was caught by Zhenhao!

"Peng!"

Jian Qingyu's left hand felt a sharp energy attacking, and he hurriedly let go of the scabbard he was holding in his hand and dodged sideways.

Immediately after, the scabbard was torn apart, and the ancient long sword glowed with a ghostly light, stabbing at the shoulder socket of the sword Qingyu!

In the ring, Zhenhao's life-and-death fight suddenly made Fa Yun, Lin Caicheng and others, who were originally smiling, change their faces slightly!

On the square, how could everyone not see it, and suddenly there was an uproar, and there was a lot of discussion!

The Fa'an elder naturally saw it, his eyes were full of surprise, and he quickly turned his head to look at Fa Yun, Fa Xuan and the others above the stone steps, and saw that they didn't make a sound, so they had to close their eyes and bow their heads again, as if they didn't notice anything unusual in the ring!

"Poisonous!"

A faint fishy smell came, and Jian Qingyu looked at the blood flowing out of the shoulder socket was black, and suddenly his complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly withdrew!

At the same time, Jian Qingyu looked inside and found that a wisp of dark blue poisonous gas quickly flowed along his blood to his heart!

Due to the close proximity of the wound to the heart, when Jian Qingyu found it, the toxin had already invaded near the heart.

Jian Qingyu hurriedly controlled the qi in his body, protected his heart, and sealed the toxin, but this poison was extremely difficult, and it coagulated but did not disperse, and continued to spread to the blood, flowing to other parts of the body!

"What poison is so powerful!" Jian Qingyu was shocked in his heart.

As an innate master, with the protection of innate qi in his body, ordinary poisons will be quickly forced out!

However, this dark blue toxin not only spreads extremely quickly, but also can quickly integrate into the bloodstream and spread all over the body, even the innate Gang Qi cannot be expelled!

"You're dead!"

Zhen Hao was slightly stunned when he saw that Jian Qingyu's shoulder socket was highly poisoned, and he was not dead, but when he saw Jian Qingyu's face was blue and his breath dropped greatly, he was much more relieved.

"You put poison on your sword?"

Jian Qingyu stared at Zhen Hao with an ugly face: "I have no hatred for you, why do you use such despicable means?"

"Despicable?"

Zhen Hao's face was cold and hideous, his eyes were full of anger, he stared at Jian Qingyu deadly, and said coldly: "You and Gong Xuan, Huo Yanshan, and Zhongzhou Seven Killings besieged my senior sister Zhenyan, and when you put her to death, why don't you want to think about what despicability is?"

"True words?" Jian Qingyu looked at Zhen Hao in surprise, and then his face calmed down: "Are you going to avenge True Words?"

Jian Qingyu instantly understood everything, why this Zhenhao hated himself and Ning Luo so much, and openly put them to death in the ring.

"Not bad!"

Zhenhao sneered: "Aren't you nosy, I'll let you taste the bitter fruit of meddlesomeness today!"

"This is the Martial Arts Conference, in front of everyone's eyes, if you have poison on your sword, you are not afraid of Daomen punishment?" Jian Qingyu sighed.

"I am a disciple of the Dao Sect, even if I kill you, I will not be punished multiple times! In order to avenge Senior Sister Zhenyan, what is this punishment?"

Zhen Hao sneered, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Jian Qingyu again.

Jian Qingyu didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly greeted him with a sword, blocking the long sword that Zhenhao stabbed at Jian Qingyu's chest.

But at this moment, most of his Gang Qi was used to suppress the toxin, and his sword moves were vain and weak, and he could only barely block Zhenhao's crazy attack.

"Huh?"

Lin Caicheng, who was watching the battle from a distance, saw that since Jian Qingyu was injured, his sword moves were vain and weak, and even the speed of his sword was much slower, and under Zhenhao's crazy attack, he could only resist it with all his might, and couldn't help frowning.

"Brother Caicheng, did you also notice that something is wrong?"

Xing Huayu, who was sitting next to Lin Caicheng, also frowned and said in a low voice.

"Hmm!"

Lin Caicheng nodded slightly and said: "Yuqing and Zhenhao are both injured, according to their previous situation, Zhenhao's injuries should be more serious, but now Zhenhao has the upper hand in an instant, and Yuqing seems to have suffered internal injuries!"

"I feel the same way!"

Xing Huayu also nodded slightly.

"Why did Zhenhao suddenly become so powerful? He actually forced Brother Yuqing to retreat!"

Lin Qiongling's eyes were firmly fixed on Jian Qingyu and Zhenhao, her face was full of worry, and her hands were already white!

"Brother Yuqing has been poisoned!"

Xing Chenghao's eyes were firmly fixed on Jian Qingyu's shoulder socket, and for a long time, Fang said slowly with a gloomy face.