The system didn't think about it this time and responded directly to Jiang Wan, "Vendetta."
Jiang Wan:? ? ?
He's already the strongest and yet he's being killed with a vendetta?
Isn’t the fairy world a bit too complicated?
So in order to save her life, she has to work hard to be the best in the fairy world?
It seems that I will have to work harder in the future! !
Just when the system thought Jiang Wan would ask more questions, it saw that Jiang Wan had skillfully taken out the formation book from the storage bag, and then began to study the previous position.
system:? ? ?
Weren't we discussing her past life? How did she get to the next step so quickly?
Looking at the still obscure words in the formation book, Jiang Wan quickly understood its meaning this time.
The benefits that the killing array brought to Jiang Wan were immeasurable not only at this moment, but also in the future.
The same goes for Sangyu.
It can be said that this is a win-win battle.
The competition for the Golden Elixir Perfection Realm has begun. Bai Shuang successfully defeated his opponent in less than ten minutes with his strength at the early stage of Nascent Soul.
Bai Shuang's opponent is Ye Ting'an.
Although he has stayed in the Golden Core Perfection Realm for a long time, facing Bai Shuang in the Nascent Soul Realm, he can only end in defeat.
The winner was announced, and the two returned to their positions with different moods.
Glancing at Jiang Wan from the corner of his eye, who was concentrating on studying the formation, Ye Tingan couldn't help but clenched the fingers in his sleeves tightly.
Completely different from the once elegant and indifferent Jiang Wan, now she was like the shining sun, being the focus of everyone's eyes wherever she went.
Just like this, there is no longer any possibility of being tied up between him and her.
Yes, now he could only stare at her retreating back until she finally fluttered her wings and flew high into the sky.
The clenched fingers suddenly loosened, and Ye Ting'an raised a smile: "Buanwan, you will eventually soar into the sky to find your own glory, and I will always guard our last memories in Tianyan Sect."
Next, is the final competition of the sect conference, Qingluan of Fengming Sect versus Yan Qing of Hehuan Sect.
Although everyone has made rough guesses about the results of the comparison test, Yan Qing's strength should not be underestimated. The competition between the two is still worth looking forward to.
Sure enough, Yan Qing, who had kept a low profile for five rounds, finally showed his trump card in the finals.
An eighth-grade magical weapon that is equal to Qingluan, the Biyue Sword.
Qingluan's magical weapon is also a spiritual sword, Qingxiao Sword.
The battle between two eighth-grade spiritual swords is undoubtedly another highlight.
Looking at the Biyue Sword in Yan Qing's hand, Qingluan raised a smile. This would be a hearty duel.
Qingluan is not only the number one genius of Fengming Sect, but also a veritable swordsman and madman.
When the golden elixir reached its perfect state, in order to break through, she single-handedly killed a spiritual beast in the Nascent Soul state behind her master's back.
It can be said that her current level of cultivation was not achieved through hard training, but from fighting in extreme battles.
It is her way to move forward courageously and fight to end wars.
On the arena, countless sword shadows flashed continuously, and rich gold and water profound energy poured out one after another, making those who watched dazzled.
After the sword shadow passed, Qingluan was unscathed, wearing a long blue dress as elegant as an immortal.
Yan Qing's face looked much paler, and his collar was stained with a few drops of bright red blood.
When it comes to swordsmanship, Yan Qing is not even the slightest bit worse than Qingluan.
After the test, Yan Qing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the Biyue Sword floated in the sky above Yan Qing. Endless water-based profound energy poured into the Biyue Sword like a bursting embankment, and then the Biyue Sword's figure quickly transformed until it condensed eight... After illustrating the Biyue Sword, he attacked Qingluan in the center from eight directions at the same time with a strong posture.
Qingluan, however, was content and unafraid. The madness of fighting gradually condensed on his indifferent face, and the Qingxiao sword in his hand was full of fighting spirit, as if he was about to attack the shadows flying from all directions in the next moment.
Qingluan released the Qingxiao Sword in his hand. The Qingxiao Sword floated in front of Qingluan's eyes like a loyal guard. His Dantian moved, and the rich golden profound energy came out of his body, stimulating the fighting spirit in the Qingxiao Sword. to the maximum.
Just when the phantom of the Biyue Sword was about to attack Qingluan, the Qingxiao Sword suddenly descended and was embedded in the ring. A powerful aura suddenly spread out with the Qingxiao Sword as the center, and the eight Biyue Swords After a struggle, the shadows all disappeared.
The remaining accumulation of profound energy quickly attacked Yan Qing on the side, and the Blue Moon Sword fell from the sky, shattering all the remaining accumulation of profound energy into nothingness.
Yan Qing gathered a stream of profound energy and quickly headed towards Qingluan.
In terms of swordsmanship, she was defeated, but in terms of profound strength, she didn't think she would lose to Qingluan.
Seeing Yan Qing's intention, Qingluan flicked his sword lightly, and the Qingxiao Sword quickly flew towards the edge of the ring, embedding into the ground with a "zheng" sound.
Qingluan circulated his profound energy and faced Yan Qing directly without fear.
A true swordsman, even if he doesn't have a sword in his hand, can use his body as a sword to cut through all obstacles.
The water-based profound energy turned into water arrows, which quickly hit Qingluan's heart like meteors.
Qingluan used his body as a sword to cut off several arrows that shot towards her, and then hit Yan Qing hard on the heart with a palm.
Yan Qing, who had no time to resist, flew backwards instantly, and then hit the restraint on the edge of the ring hard.
Qingluan stepped forward slowly, her red lips parted slightly, as cold as frost: "You want to kill me?"
Since the five rounds of competition, Qingluan has never had murderous intentions.
Because she felt that since it was a competition, the winner should be determined. If someone wanted to take someone's life, she would return it in the same way.
In a sense, she and Jiang Wan are the same kind of people. If the enemy doesn't attack me, I won't attack others.
Therefore, even though she has been pursuing higher realms over the years, she has never killed innocent people indiscriminately.
Qingluan saw through his mind, and Yan Qing's face hardened. He did not respond to Qingluan's question, but said quickly, "I give up."
Qingluan's mouth raised a hint of ridicule, "I hope you won't let me meet you again next time."
Above the ring, she could do nothing to Yan Qing, but below the ring, she would not hold back.
Qingluan turned around, held the Qingxiao Sword in his hand with a shot from the void, and walked off the ring.
There was a moment of silence from the crowd, followed by a sudden burst of thunderous applause.
The cheers were even worse than when Jiang Wan suppressed his strength and broke Sang Yu's killing formation.
"As expected of the senior sister of Fengming Sect, Qingluan is so handsome when he does it, isn't he?"
"That's right, don't say that men like her, I am a woman who wants to marry her, okay!!"
"Impossible, if Qingluan really likes women, I will definitely be the first one!!!"
The trend on the field gradually changed from the praise of Qingluan to an uncontrollable and outrageous direction. The system in the sea of consciousness was speechless for a while.
Why are the people in Abyss Continent like this now? They are not reserved at all!
(End of chapter)
