The morning game is over, the intensity of the fighting method of the Imperial Spirit Realm is indeed not on the same level as the Qi Gathering Realm, even if each event is supported by two Zhenggang Realm Great Cultivators, the death and injury of the contestants is unavoidable, there are nine contestants who unfortunately died, and countless injured people are countless.

In the afternoon, the remaining seven disciples of Linghai Pavilion, including Tan Yang, began to appear one after another, but they failed to continue the good luck of the morning, first the senior brother who played against the disciples of the Thousand Dragons Sect was defeated with an absolute disadvantage, and then the five disciples who appeared one after another won two wins and three losses, and although one of the disciples barely won, he was not lightly injured, and there was little hope of continuing to participate in the competition.

In order not to affect everyone's emotions, although Zhong Xiaoling's face was silent, but his heart was extremely depressed, Tan Yang appeared in the end, but the opponent he encountered was a sixth-layer scattered cultivator of the Imperial Spirit, and the victory was naturally not optimistic.

Under the eleventh arena, the number of onlookers was not inferior to Zhong Hongying's competition, this was because of Zhong Hongying's heavenly fragrance, and secondly, because Tan Yang was also well-known in the Eastern Earth Cultivation Realm, and among the more than 1,200 contestants, he was probably the only single spirit source qualification, which was rare and strange, which naturally attracted the attention of many people.

In the audience, in addition to Zhong Xiaoling and the disciples of Linghai Pavilion, there are also many familiar faces of Tan Yang, except for Xie Yunchan who has taken Xie Wuxian to see the Zhenggang realm competition, Wang Zhengpei, Pan Renda, Xie Xun, Wang Susu and others have all been present, in their hearts, they hope that Tan Yang can win, although this hope is extremely slim, otherwise once this kid loses, the difficulty of revenge will be greatly increased.

At this time. On the competitive stone platform, a young male disciple was playing against a middle-aged female cultivator. There is not much difference in the strength of the two, and the young male disciple is attacking with a big heart. The middle-aged female cultivator was not in a hurry or impatient, and after more than a dozen rounds, the young male disciple's spiritual power was already a little unsustainable, and he was stabbed by the silver needle-shaped spiritual treasure sacrificed by the middle-aged female cultivator, and he was defeated.

After the two Zhenggang realm judges cleaned up the arena, one of the referees said loudly: "In the next game, Qin Wei, a sixth-layer monk of the Scattered Cultivation Imperial Spirit, will face Tan Yang, a second-layer disciple of the Linghai Pavilion Imperial Spirit, and invite the two contestants to take the stage." ”

In the cheers of everyone, Tan Yang and the loose cultivator named Qin Wei respectively stepped onto the arena. Qin Xuan looked like he was in his thirties, holding an emerald jade flute, wearing a hundred flowers and silk robe, a dragon jade python belt around his waist, fair skin and politeness, like a son of an official eunuch, but his eyes were shining, and his expression was brilliant.

The two stood opposite each other, and Tan Yang hugged his fists according to the rules and said: "Under Tan Yang." The disciples of Linghai Pavilion also asked Qin Daoyou for more advice. ”

As soon as his words fell, there was a boo from the audience, and the disciples of the Thousand Dragons Sect accounted for the majority of the onlookers. They had already heard about Tan Yang, so they naturally hoped that he would lose or even make a fool of himself.

Except for the disciples of the Thousand Dragons, the rest of the audience remained neutral. It doesn't matter who wins or loses, they are talking to each other one by one. There was a lot of talk.

"Tan Yang, it turns out that he is Tan Yang. He doesn't look good, and I don't see anything special about him!"

"I have long heard that there is a genius born in Linghai Pavilion, and today I finally got a glimpse of the true face of Lushan. ”

"What kind of genius? I heard that he was originally just a small mining slave of the Qingyang Sect. ”

"Aren't you a genius, can you win the first place in the Linghai Pavilion Patrol Sea Guard Competition?

"It's not surprising, Ling Haige has long since declined, and his talents have withered, he is just a general in a heap. ”

"Hehe, that person is so young, and he has been promoted to the rank of Imperial Spirit with the qualification of Shan Lingyuan, how do you explain it?"

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In the midst of the loud discussions, Qin Xuan smiled and returned the salute: "I have admired the name of Daoyou for a long time, like thunder. In Xia Qin, a casual cultivation, and later I will ask Brother Tan to be more tolerant. ”

At this time, one of the referees re-raised the forbidden light curtain, and the other referee walked between the two and said, "Two, are you ready?"

Tan Yang and Qin Xuan both nodded.

The referee raised his hand and slashed down, shouting, "Ready—begin!" and quickly pulled away.

As soon as the words fell, Qin Xuan started, and with a shake of the jade flute in his hand, a wisp of formless and textureless sound waves shot out, roaring towards Tan Yang, and the murderous aura was overflowing, but there was a pleasant sound that made people's hearts sway.

The sonic attack sword is extremely rare in the cultivation realm, Tan Yang has seen Feng Wanli perform the Condor Sound Needle Skill, which is extraordinary, but Feng Wanli is a spout at that time, but Qin Xuan hides the attack energy in the jade flute, and it can be sacrificed in an instant, and the attack is unprepared, which is unguardable.

Although Tan Yang didn't know the details of the other party before the game, the loose cultivators in the cultivation realm were either not qualified and mediocre, or they were outstanding masters, and it seemed that the other party should belong to the latter.

At the moment after Qin Xuan's attack was issued, Tan Yang did not dodge, but made a mistake with both hands, and a split plum blossom hand came out, and the palm shadow in the sky was like a rain of flowers, sweeping towards the other party like a tide.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng ......"

In a series of crisp sounds, the sound wave was like a strong bow and crossbow that was off the string, penetrating the layers of palm shadows like a broken bamboo, and continued to shoot towards Tan Yang!

Tan Yang's body flickered, and he took a step sideways like lightning, and the sound waves whistled past his body, and the lingering sound drilled into the ear drums, which made him can't help but feel a wave of his heart.

Tan Yang didn't expect the other party's sound wave to be so strong, and it also contained such a strange effect, his heart couldn't help sinking, the sound wave attack was invisible and substantial, if he let the other party exert it, he would definitely fall into the place of passive beating.

Thinking of this, Tan Yang doubled his feet a little, cast a thousand changes in wind and shadow, and shot towards Qin Xuan like lightning, and between the flow of light and shadow, three Tan Yang's figures suddenly appeared on the competitive stone platform, one stood in place, one rushed straight to kill, and the other went around the edge of the arena and quickly outflanked away!

Zhong Xiaoling and the disciples of Linghai Pavilion had all seen this kind of scene, so they were not surprised, while the onlookers were dumbfounded, and none of them knew what kind of magical power the blue-clothed young man was exerting.

"How is this possible?"

"Only the great cultivators above the Yuan Xiang realm can perform the doppelganger technique, and the Imperial Spirit Realm is absolutely impossible!"

"Illusion! The poor monk dared to conclude that it was just an illusion. ”

"Illusion? Illusion can only hide people's eyes and ears, without any attack power, isn't it too child's play to show it in this kind of arena?"

"It's flashy, and even a mere illusion dares to use it to be embarrassing, it's really self-defeating. ”

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At this time, the two Zhenggang realm judges on the stage were also talking one after another, and the old man said: "Hehe, this kid is young, and the level of illusion is so exquisite, it's a bit interesting." ”

The middle-aged male cultivator shook his head and said, "Senior brother, I'm afraid I'm mistaken, this shouldn't be an illusion." I don't know if the senior brother has found out, the three figures of this child all have spiritual power fluctuations, and the illusion is ethereal, but these three figures are like substance, and they will act independently, if it is an illusion, it will be too powerful!"

At this moment, Qin Xuan was also confused by Tan Yang's Wind Shadow Thousand Changes, and under the sweep of his divine sense, he couldn't tell which was the other party's true body. As soon as he gritted his teeth, a series of simple and obscure spells blurted out, and the jade flute in his hand suddenly shone brightly, reflecting the entire arena space in a turquoise light.

At the same time, three transparent sound waves shot out from the jade flute, roaring towards the three Tan Yangs respectively, and the temperature on the arena dropped suddenly, and the cold murderous aura exploded in an instant.

"Bang!"

After a muffled sound, Tan Yang's figure on the edge of the arena froze, a blood arrow splattered out from his shoulder, and the other two figures turned into fine light and shadows, and the stars were annihilated.

The audience laughed loudly, and many people were proud of their foresight, and the use of illusion in this almost life-and-death battle was simply a joke on themselves.

Zhong Xiaoling and the disciples of Ling Haige looked at each other, and their faces showed a look of disappointment that could not be concealed, although the realm of Tan Yang and the other party was very different, but he had defeated Wu Qingfeng of the eighth layer of the Imperial Spirit, and everyone still had some hope for him, but he didn't expect that he would be injured under the opponent's hands before a few rounds now.

Wang Zhengpei and the others were in a particularly complicated mood at this time, although each of them wanted to see Tan Yang make a fool of himself or even be killed, but if this was really the case, it was a little too incomprehensible.

Tan Yang was also shocked at this time, Qin Xuan not only hit with one blow, but the aftermath that followed made him dizzy, and his mind was rippling, and he almost lost consciousness.

"It is so easy to resolve the wind and shadow, the other party is by no means mediocre, and even this person is even more difficult to deal with than Wu Qingfeng. ”

Tan Yang was secretly shocked in his heart, and while flying his fingers to connect the dots, he temporarily stopped the bleeding, and retreated with electricity, preparing to make a comeback.

Although Qin Xuan succeeded in one blow, the surprise in his heart was far greater than the joy, with his full force just now, even if ordinary Spirit Cultivators would not be seriously injured and defeated, they would at least temporarily lose consciousness in the aftermath of the sound wave, but this blue-clothed young man on the second layer of the Imperial Spirit was only slightly injured, and his mental state was unharmed, which was also too unusual.

"There is no vanity under the fame, and it seems that the other party does have two hits. ”

Qin Xuan didn't have time to think about it, the spiritual power of his whole body was frantically poured into the jade flute, and with the sound of the extremely obscure incantation, the jade flute suddenly became radiant, and with a wave of struggle, the most proud stunt in his life came out!

"Blue Sea Tide Song!"

With Qin Xuan's loud shout, in the space of the competitive stone platform, in the dazzling turquoise light, countless strange-shaped notes shot out from the jade flute, forming layers of sound waves, towards Tan Yang, who was retreating, swept away like a stormy wave......

(To be continued......)