Everyone was waiting, only Zhang Qingxuan was youzai, he didn't seem to care at all that he was competing, he was very happy to stroke the qin, and when he got to the end, he shook his head and shook his head. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under the eyes of others, the current Zhang Qingxuan is like immersed in music, he is not competing at all, but purely performing, pursuing his own art.

Slowly, many people's faces are difficult to look at, such as Sima Cuo, who gritted his teeth, how can this surnamed Zhang have such a deep internal force, it's good to be your waste, why do you have to turn over, it's really damned.

However, Zhang Qingxuan obviously doesn't care what these people think, he is just performing, letting those who look down on him see how powerful he is, and at the same time saving a secondary school boy who has not completely fallen.

Wang Ke was extremely aggrieved, if at the beginning, he still wanted to wait for Zhang Qingxuan's internal strength to turn defeat into victory, then now he no longer has a trace of such thoughts.

Looking at Zhang Qingxuan's appearance on the other side, there was a little bit of internal strength, he now fully understood, why this guy is willing to compete with himself, people are sure but eat themselves to death.

The pride in Wang Ke's heart has been wiped out little by little, and by this time it has basically disappeared completely, why do you say basic, but he thinks that it is not that his strength is really low, but that Zhang Qingxuan is too scoundrel.

Zhang Qingxuan's goal is to completely convince Wang Ke, of course he thought that Wang Ke would be unconvinced, this guy is very conceited, so he also prepared something more pretending to be more powerful.

Feeling that the fire was coming, his action of stroking the qin suddenly stopped, his hands shook, and the cold light of the Dao Dao was brought out, and the sound of the piano became agitated for a while, rumbling, and the Dao sword light rose with the sound.

This is a "Qingping Sword Song" that Zhang Qingxuan learned in his previous life, which is said to have been composed by a sage, but it is only used to cultivate sentiment, but after Zhang Qingxuan comprehended the sound wave power from the "glazed tile", he found that these pieces are also sharp weapons.

Just like now, after he played the "Qingping Sword Song", all the sound waves turned into sword qi, as if ten thousand swords returned to the sect, but Zhang Qingxuan played it with Yaoqin, and he had never practiced the "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect Sword Technique" at all.

This kind of scene completely shocked Wang Ke, not to mention how powerful this sword qi is, just talking about the dense appearance can scare people so much that they can't take care of themselves.

Although the original Qingmang is also very powerful, but in the end the number is limited there, it is not as scary as it is now, why is the martial arts of the Sword Sect known as the first attack in the world, it is not because they are all as shameless as "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect", but no one dares to say it.

Seeing Zhang Qingxuan's scene of "ten thousand swords firing together", everyone was stunned for a moment, originally thinking that Zhang Qingxuan was just powerful, but now ...... The guards and elders couldn't help but stop the competition, where is this competition, it's completely a game.

From beginning to end, Wang Ke was the one who was played, which was exactly the opposite of the result that everyone guessed at the beginning, and everyone didn't know what to say.

When the sword light came, Wang Ke gritted his teeth, ready to make a last fight, he kicked hard, the purple gold knife was raised violently, and he smashed it out, and the purple gold knife came out directly.

Zhang Qingxuan's eyes lit up when he saw this, does this kid still have any hidden means? He plucked the strings with both hands, and the sound of the piano instantly became much more excited, and the sword light swarmed up and covered Wang Ke in it.

The entire martial arts platform turned white at this moment, and the sword light poured out from Zhang Qingxuan's strings like a long river, and then covered Wang Ke.

No one could see what was going on with Wang Ke, except for Zhang Qingxuan, no one could see the situation under the cover of the sword light.

If it weren't for Zhang Qingxuan's very good performance at the beginning, which made the guard elders have a good impression of him, I can't say that the elders are going to stop this battle, no one can see the situation inside, this is really dangerous, if one person is injured, it is not worth it.

Under the cover of the sword light, although Wang Ke lost the purple gold sword, he still did not give up resisting, only heard him roar, a layer of blood light collapsed on his fists, and then he punched the sword light in front of him.

Zhang Qingxuan could feel that after this guy lost the purple gold knife and changed to this blood-shining fist technique, his strength not only did not decrease, but on the contrary, it improved a lot, it can be imagined that this fist technique is absolutely extraordinary.

However, this will not change the outcome of the battle between the two, even if Wang Ke gritted his teeth and used such a powerful fist, he still couldn't resist the power of the "Qingping Sword Song".

The blood light is very domineering, but it's a pity that it only has such a thin layer, and it still looks devastating at the beginning of the sword light, which makes Zhang Qingxuan very interested, but it was quickly worn out, and the number is still hard.

After only three seconds of domineering, Wang Ke's excitement of using hidden martial arts had not passed, and he found that he had turned back into the guy who was crushed, and he was sadly suppressed under the sword light again.

This time, he didn't have the gossip purple gold knife to slash hard, he could only watch the sword light coming, it was impossible to say that he was not afraid, he offended Zhang Qingxuan ruthlessly, and he was very afraid of Zhang Qingxuan's revenge.

However, Zhang Qingxuan didn't do this, Wang Ke closed his eyes for a while, but found that there was no pain at all, Zhang Qingxuan didn't hurt him?

At this time, the sword light surrounding Wang Ke began to slowly dissipate, and everyone saw Wang Ke's appearance of being captured, and they all knew that the victory and defeat had been divided, but the result was very unpopular with some people's minds.

Turning his head to look at Zhang Qingxuan under the infinite sword light, he found that Zhang Qingxuan, who was originally very inconspicuous, is now so tall, really like a god descending from heaven, elegant, chic, and domineering.

Of course, in Heizi's opinion, Zhang Qingxuan is now pretending to be forced, and he can be as annoying as he wants, but they are really right, Zhang Qingxuan is pretending to be forced, and he deliberately does not stop.

Although the minds of everyone in the audience are strange, but no one can really put forward a beak about this, Zhang Qingxuan won that it was really dignified, or comprehensively crushed, there is nothing to black.

However, some people are indeed crazy, as long as their jealousy explodes, they will do a lot of things that ordinary people can't understand, especially for a "kind" person like Zhang Qingxuan, the price to pay is too little.

"I want to report, the surname Zhang must be using pills, how can he have such a deep internal force, he is just a waste!" This guy faced Zhang Qingxuan's gaze at all, but straightened his chest, like a hero.

Zhang Qingxuan's face turned cold in an instant, originally he was still very satisfied with the force he pretended, and basically calmed everyone, but he didn't expect to be messed up by such a second stroke, and the effect was greatly reduced in an instant.

Zhang Qingxuan had a cold light in his eyes, he didn't expect that guy to dare to be hard with him, he could only say that the original Zhang Qingxuan was too "good", this is being bullied.

He also noticed that as soon as this guy was "brought to the rhythm", more people immediately became ready to move, as if they wanted to unite to "crusade" against themselves.