"—Sword—howl—break—!"
With a loud drink, the sword energy pulled the air around him and rose. Seeing that the power exerted by Gu Chen's move was even more terrifying, the woman in green immediately shrank her pupils, while all the disciples had strange expressions on their faces.
"Feng Yuqing, win!"
The figure fell in front of the woman in green. The bearded old man couldn't stand it any longer. After waving his hand quickly to easily resolve the simple man's attack, he announced the final result of the game with black lines on his head.
"Second Elder..., I haven't lost yet!" Gu Chen suppressed the anger in his heart and protested at the bearded old man. His face was uglier than a bitter gourd.
If it were changed to
The tenth rotation elder dares to do this,
I'm afraid he's about to curse!
"You're out!" After saying this, the bearded old man didn't care about the other party's reaction, and jumped off the duel stage together with the woman in green.
"Uh...!" Gu Chen was stunned for a moment, then looked down and saw that he was floating in the void outside the duel stage. He suddenly turned into a big red face with shame and anger, and quickly turned into a stream of light and escaped from everyone's sight. .
"Sect Master, Miss Yuqing is really talented and smart!" Seeing that the woman in green finally defeated her opponent with strategy, the kind-browed old man couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the man with the purple gold crown and smile.
According to Elder Liu Yidao, although Feng Yuqing is at the same tenth rank as Gu Chen, her foundation is unstable and it may be difficult to defeat Gu Chen.
But he didn't expect that Feng Yuqing would be so smart, using words to distract the other party's attention while also making secret plans.
"Elder Liu is very commendable! It's a pity that this girl has such a weird personality..." Sect Master Yuqing showed a smile, but did not finish his words. He just sighed helplessly in his heart: "In the future, I'm afraid she won't be able to be an elegant person." Tang!"
"Miss is still young, and time is still long! Some... are unavoidable!" After hearing this, the kind-browed old man could also feel Feng Tianjue's mood, so he sent a message to comfort him and then said no more.
"Junior sister Yuqing, congratulations!" As soon as they fell down, several tenth-level core disciples sitting on the futon waiting for the battle began to express their congratulations to the woman in green.
"Thank you all senior brothers and sisters!"
Facing the core disciples who floated forward, Feng Yuqing responded enthusiastically, while proudly glancing at the woman in white dress who was three futons away from her with the corner of her eye.
Should I go or not? ?
The eyes of the woman in the white dress flickered. From the bottom of her heart, Feng Yuqing could win the first round, and Leng Ningshuang was also very happy for her. But Leng Ningshuang always felt like there was something secretly resisting her from stepping forward to express her blessings.
"The next battle will be between Su Ying and Bai Jie!"
Just when Leng Ningshuang was hesitant and her mood was getting entangled, the old man with beard suddenly raised his voice and shouted, which shocked everyone but made her sigh in relief.
If you don’t go, don’t go!
Since it's God's will, then what's there to worry about?
"Senior Sister Leng, I will definitely defeat you one day!"
The few core disciples around her dispersed, and the woman in green suddenly turned her head and stared silently at the woman in white skirt who was looking at the duel stage, and made a bold decision with unusual determination in her heart.
Geniuses all have their own pride, and only stronger geniuses can convince them!
Become stronger!
In order to defeat someone, this word,
It appeared in Feng Yuqing's dictionary for the first time.
Although Feng Yuqing is usually a little willful, she is not stubborn. Even if she desperately wants to defeat Leng Ningshuang to prove herself, when she can't do anything, she will choose to settle for the second best.
Therefore, Feng Yuqing's goal this time is very clear: to defeat all the core disciples in the mid-tenth rank by any means necessary!
"Bingxue is smart!" At the VIP table, the man in purple regained his composure and was speechless. From Feng Ling's point of view, this girl Feng Yuqing has so many tricks up her sleeve that it's scary to say that she might actually succeed...
"This Gu Chen is really interesting. Could it be that he blames my close relationship with Yu Qing for causing them to become estranged?"
Glancing sideways at the simple man sitting behind the old man in black robe on the left front, and occasionally sending a cold and intimidating look at him with a gloomy face, Feng Ling couldn't help but snorted, shook his head and sneered in his heart.
"You don't know how to live or die!" Seeing the man in purple turning his head and curling his lips indifferently, the anger in Gu Chen's heart surged up.
"Junior sister Bai Jie, come here quickly!"
"Senior Sister Su Ying, you have to be careful!"
After the two female core disciples at the early stage of the tenth rank stepped onto the duel stage, they clasped their fists and exchanged polite words, then shouted loudly at the same time, swinging their swords at extremely fast speeds and launching a fierce attack.
"Bang——!" The smoke-filled duel stage shook violently, and sharp sword energy spattered in all directions. No one could have imagined that the two women, who seemed to have weak bodies, actually walked the same path. .
"boom--!"
The masculine aura of the two women was not much inferior to that of the men, which made the hundreds of inner disciples present with twitching eyes feel their hearts beating.
"Hi~! This, this..., who dares to marry this!?"
Immediately afterwards, everyone felt their mouths go dry. They all swallowed a mouthful of saliva and held their breath. Their eyes widened and they stared unblinking at the mercilessly destroyed duel stage.
"The so-called rules are all written by the strong!"
The man in purple clothes looked down blankly, but his heart was not there. At this time, except for the defeated Gu Chen and Hu Ye, there were still ten core disciples left in the duel field.
Unlike the competition between the inner disciples, which involves multiple rounds, if the core disciples in the early stage of each realm lose one game, they lose everything!
cruel? There is……
But can those in the early tenth turn compare to those in the late tenth turn?
What the senior leaders of Yuqing Sect predict is that the champion will be born among Wu Ye and Xiang Qiubai; Leng Ningshuang and Li Tian will compete for third place. As for the other core disciples, it is just a formality!
This is exactly the case...
Time passed by minute by second, streams of light frequently detached from the futon under the duel arena, and the game was still in full swing...
"suddenly--!"
The cold wind blew the tips of his hair, and the man in purple sitting on the VIP table slowly fell into meditation. I'm afraid no one will believe it if I tell you. Some people enter samadhi with their eyes open.
…
"Feng Yuqing wins!"
I don’t know how long it took, but as a red whip slowly returned from the duel field to the red-faced woman in green, the old man with beard and hair immediately raised his brows and stepped forward to announce the result.
Immediately afterwards, led by the man with the purple gold crown, everyone sitting at the VIP table stood up collectively.
Immediately, Feng Tian nodded to the bearded old man: "Second Elder, thank you for your hard work! Let's end the competition here for now!"
"Elders, please leave first. The remaining core disciples and inner disciples should exit safely in order..."
After nodding to the bearded old man, Yuqing Sect Master didn't say too many words. He looked around and told everyone, and then left in a hurry, surrounded by a group of elders.
After leaving the duel field, the senior officials of Yuqing Sect were divided into three camps.
"Sect Master, I and others are going! Please also ask Elder Liu to stay!" The elders on the west bank, led by the gray-haired old man, first bowed their hands to the man with the purple gold crown, and then said goodbye to the other elders after seeing him nod.
"The Great Elder's old injury has not healed yet, go quickly!"
Feng Tianjue showed a gentle smile. The duel site was located in the north of the Yuqing Mountains. Not only did the elders on the east and west sides have different paths, but they also had different paths with the enshrined elders.
Because the enshrining hall is still further north of the duel ground, together with the newly established Dharma-protecting Pavilion, it firmly guards the Yuqing Sect's forbidden area in the mountains.
"Sect Master, elders, please go slowly...!"
The frosty mountain wind whistled slowly, and the kind-browed old man who went out to see off guests raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Whoosh, whoosh-!"
Then, the elders summoned their magic weapons, which turned into colorful streams of light and shot out in all directions.
"Elder Liu, I'm leaving too!"
The moment after the senior officials of Yuqing Sect left, the core disciples appeared one after another from the duel arena. Immediately afterwards, the man in purple frowned and looked at the simple man, and the two spoke almost at the same time.
"Okay! Let's go slowly without seeing him off!" The kind-browed old man raised his eyebrows and glanced meaningfully at the man in purple who was holding fists with everyone.
"Disciples and others are scared!" Seeing the kind-browed old man say this, all the core disciples of the eighth and ninth ranks present, as well as the six core disciples of the tenth rank, were startled, secretly guessing what the other party meant by saying this.
"go Go!"
Seeing the shocked and uncertain eyes of the core disciples present, Liu Yidao waved helplessly towards everyone. What he just said was obviously addressed to Feng Ling alone, but everyone mistakenly thought that the other party deliberately refused to let him go.
"Honored Master...!"
"Qiubai, go ahead!"
After Feng Ling and others left, the remaining core disciples also came out under the leadership of the old man with hair. I didn't want to be driven away impatiently by the kind-browed old man as soon as I came out to say hello.
"Old Liu...!"
"Second Elder...!"
The old voice echoed in the white mist-filled air. The dim eyes of the two old men quickly faded away, and they stood facing each other outside the duel field.
As a result, when all the inner disciples passed by and saluted, the two elders ignored them.
"Suddenly~...!"
Suddenly, a cold wind blew across his cheek, and the kind-browed old man came back to his senses and found that the surroundings suddenly became empty, and not even a single person could be found.
"Finally, are we going to start!?" Elder Liu Yidao's expression gradually became complicated as he watched the bearded old man leave quickly towards the north.
Finally, the kind-browed old man shook his head and sighed, turned around and returned quickly to the silver city wall.
…
The fierce wind kept whistling in the ears, and a silver spear with vague dragon-shaped patterns was wrapped with a purple stream of light. Upon closer inspection, one can see that an extraordinary man is flying through the high-altitude clouds and mist at high speed.
"If you still don't give up, you are really in trouble!"
The long black hair was fluttering in the wind, and the man in purple frowned slightly. Immediately afterwards, the man's heart moved and he suddenly lowered the tip of the gun.
"Suddenly~...!"
The clouds and mist in the sky were quickly pushed away, and Feng Ling did not choose to return to Qiaojian Peak immediately. Instead, he swooped down and landed in a quiet courtyard below.
＊Autumn Wind＊
The harsh wind howled fiercely, and in just a few breaths, an orange plaque with round fonts enlarged in front of the man in purple.
Immediately, Feng Ling crossed the wall from above and landed in the center of the quiet courtyard.
"Oh~, I really can't bear to let this place be stained with blood, so I'll teach him a lesson this time!"
He looked around quietly, and then, familiar things came into view, and the man in purple felt an indescribable feeling of comfort.
"Hmph! I can't tell you, but you can actually run!"
Just when Feng Ling made a decision in his heart, he was ready to spare the other party's life. Immediately afterwards, a very sarcastic voice reached his ears.
"Suddenly—!" Above the old tree in the middle of the courtyard, an invisible wave of air swirled slightly. The next moment, the simple man with a disdainful face took a step forward and revealed his figure out of thin air.
"Are you - Feng - Ling?"
The rumbling sound of Taoism came rolling in,
The smoke and dust all around are falling...
After the air waves disappeared, the dry branches at the top of the old tree swayed slightly. Gu Chen, who tapped his toes on it, proudly raised his head and looked down at the purple-clothed man below who seemed to be stunned with fright with a forty-five-degree look of contempt. man.
Little trick!
Following Gu Chen's deliberate small movements, the entire courtyard began to tremble under the strong sound waves. Feng Ling sneered in her heart.
He was distracted just now, not because he was shocked by the hand Gu Chen showed at this time, but because he was surprised by the swirling air wave that appeared before.
"Suddenly~...!"
The clouds and mist in the sky were quickly pushed away, and Feng Ling did not choose to return to Qiaojian Peak immediately. Instead, he swooped down and landed in a quiet courtyard below.
＊Autumn Wind＊
The harsh wind howled fiercely, and in just a few breaths, an orange plaque with round fonts enlarged in front of the man in purple.
Immediately, Feng Ling crossed the wall from above and landed in the center of the quiet courtyard.
"Oh~, I really can't bear to let this place be stained with blood, so I'll teach him a lesson this time!"
He looked around quietly, and then, familiar things came into view, and the man in purple felt an indescribable feeling of comfort.
"Hmph! I can't tell you, but you can actually run!"
Just when Feng Ling made a decision in his heart, he was ready to spare the other party's life. Immediately afterwards, a very sarcastic voice reached his ears.
"Suddenly—!" Above the old tree in the middle of the courtyard, an invisible wave of air swirled slightly. The next moment, the simple man with a disdainful face took a step forward and revealed his figure out of thin air.
"Are you - Feng - Ling?"
The rumbling sound of Taoism came rolling in,
The smoke and dust all around are falling...
After the air waves disappeared, the dry branches at the top of the old tree swayed slightly. Gu Chen, who tapped his toes on it, proudly raised his head and looked down at the purple-clothed man below who seemed to be stunned with fright with a forty-five-degree look of contempt. man.
