Chapter 412: Three Wars Start Together

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As a result, the three competitions were held almost simultaneously and were naturally divided into three battle circles.

There are two places above the valley entrance. One is the monk from the Yangyuan Sect who is in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm versus the man in black from the Great Universe Immortal Kingdom. The other is the man with the surname Zuo from the Shenfeng Sect facing the white-bearded old man from the Great Universe Immortal Kingdom. .

Only Liu Qingyi and Zhao Wenming fell to the bottom of the valley from the beginning. However, due to a group of Daeyu Immortal Kingdom monks and people from the southern border confronting each other at a distance at the entrance of the valley, after these people let Liu and Zhao pass, they pushed a group of All the people who caught up to watch the fun stopped outside.

At this moment, hundreds of feet below the entrance of the valley, two human silhouettes were rising and falling. From time to time they soared into the air, and sometimes they fell to the bottom of the valley. The rainbow of fairy magic light and the white mist of human figures intertwined to form a blinding miasma.

Further in the sky, two flying swords, one purple and one black, kept circling and striking, causing strings of brilliant sparks to burst out in all directions. The waves of vitality generated by the fierce collision between the two swept across the surrounding areas like wild waves, causing The mountains on both sides of the canyon also trembled slightly.

After a while, lines of blue light rain began to fall in the canyon. A purple light cut through the void, and the dense rain lines actually carved out a huge hole that was several feet long and wide.

"Hey, that's pretty fierce!" An exclamation came. Liu Qingyi raised his hand and threw something like a teapot lid. When it was spinning in the air, he blocked the purple light that was coming. Let's go.

Immediately afterwards, several lines of green light rain shot out as he manipulated, not only did the purple light fly more than ten feet, but it also fell straight to the head of the man in white on the other side.

Zhao Wenming raised his hand and held up a white bell-shaped magic weapon, blocking the incoming green light rain rays one by one. He said with a solemn expression: "No wonder, you dare to compete with me. It turns out you have someone." With such swordsmanship, I underestimated you before!"

As he said this, his eyes glanced at Liu Qingyi's powerful disk floating in front of him, a greedy look appeared on his face, and he said in a low voice: "I didn't expect that besides that low-grade fairy sword, you also have other With such a defensive fairy treasure, it seems that your sect elders are very kind to you."

Liu Qingyi smiled faintly when he heard this, neither admitting nor denying, but continued to control the green light rain lines around him to gather forward.

Seeing this, Zhao Wenming quickly activated the ever-expanding white bell-shaped magic weapon to protect his whole body, and at the same time drove the purple flying sword to continuously stab into the rain line, trying to kill Liu Qingyi's " "Transforming Rain" swordsmanship breaks through with great force.

However, what greatly surprised him was that the green rain lines that Liu Qingyi created with this swordsmanship could only be transformed into a series of green sword lights containing great power when he used his mind to twist them. The blue light rain lines around them that were not activated by thoughts were almost no different from ordinary rain.

Zhao Wenming tried several times, but he felt that after the purple flying sword hit the blue light rain line, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, completely unable to use his strength. Often after the sword light slashed through, the rain lines immediately started to connect again, and there was no trace of it at all. It wasn't affected at all.

Not only was it difficult to break through the green light sword rain, but even if he tried his best to break through the entangled sword light, when the flying sword struck in front of Liu Qingyi, he was again blocked by the disk-shaped defense. Xian Bao easily blocked it.

Such a result naturally made Zhao Wenming very discouraged. In desperation, he could only endure it and compete with Liu Qingyi in a juggling act. In a short period of time, no one could do anything to defeat the other.

In Zhao Wenming's judgment, as a monk in the Condensing Pill Realm, the power of the Tao Source condensed by the Golden Pill is extremely abundant, and he will definitely be able to last until the moment when the opponent's magic power is exhausted.

As for the body-refining skills that the disciples in the temple widely rumored to have practiced by this person, he didn't pay much attention to it. As long as this person didn't have two immortal treasures and swordsmanship to protect him, he even had several ways to defeat this person. The body refining method and the body-protecting Gangjin killed him on the spot in the shortest possible time.

After thinking about this, Zhao Wenming felt certain. He raised his head and glanced towards the mouth of the valley. He found that the disciples in the temple were leading a small group of monks from the Immortal Kingdom to watch the battle. He couldn't help but straighten his body and spoke in an old-fashioned tone. He said to Liu Qingyi: "Young man, you have been able to fight with me for a long time with your cultivation in the Three Yang Realm, but you only relied on the external means obtained by Yu Yin, a relative of the sect. This cannot change the final result. If you could give in now,

If I offer you one or two personal belongings as an apology, I can forget about it and let you leave this place according to the rules of the competition. If not, you will suffer a lot later in life. I advise you to think carefully about it! "

Hearing what Zhao Wenming said, Liu Qingyi had a joking expression on his face. Seeing that the green light rain lines transformed by the swordsmanship around him had been exhausted, he had no intention of continuing to practice. He immediately He lazily turned to Zhao Wenming and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, you bitch? I still need to weigh you up. I'm going to judge your mother for being such a big-headed idiot! Okay, daddy won't play with you anymore, and he's going to start hammering you!" As he spoke, he quietly activated the soul chain and released the invisible little civet from the soul ring. At the same time, he gathered the remaining green light rain lines and moved them towards Zhao Wenming.

Zhao Wenming was so insulted by Liu Qingyi in public that he was so angry that he was so angry that he shouted in a hoarse voice: "You bastard, you are so ungrateful! Come to death!!"

He immediately raised the white bell-shaped magic weapon in front of him to block all the green light rain lines coming towards him, and then raised one hand to activate the purple flying sword hovering in the air and slammed it towards Liu Qingyi. Pricked hard in front of him.

The purple flying sword suddenly let out a scream when it was halfway through the attack, and transformed into a dense mass of tiny sword lights that were as numerous as cow hairs, shooting towards Liu Qingyi from all directions at extremely fast speeds.

Liu Qingyi's eyes showed a cold light, and he moved the ink-colored flying sword that had just revealed its true form with one hand, constantly turning left and right to cut the small sword lights that were shot, and at the same time, he controlled Xian Bao to eject a large amount of purple light and energy to rush forward. Then, the four corners and eight sides of the disk quickly tilted and bent downwards, turning into a huge arched dome, covering him tightly.

For a moment, there were only loud "rumbling" sounds exploding one after another. Sword energy, purple light, and energy gangs were raging all over the sky, smashing deep pits into the canyon cliffs on both sides. The rubble was splashed, and thin lines were formed. The purple sword light shot through and hit the huge arched dome, making a tinkling sound.

At this moment, Zhao Wenming on the other side felt a sudden sound of wind in front of him, and a wild and cold atmosphere suddenly approached, making him shiver involuntarily.

Before he could come to his senses, he felt a pain in his chest, and saw a long black claw appear out of thin air. It bypassed the white bell-shaped magic weapon with great dexterity, and brought up a large group of black light. He penetrated his body-protecting spirit shield, penetrated straight into his chest, and dug out a large mass of flesh and blood.

"Ah! ~This!" Zhao Wenming took a breath of air and stared in front of him with eyes full of disbelief.

At this moment, with the appearance of the black claw, a huge black leopard demon also appeared in the air.

Encountering such an unexpected incident, Zhao Wenming was stunned for half a breath and then came to his senses. He immediately backed up a few feet like a conditioned reflex, and at the same time summoned the white bell-shaped magic weapon to fly back, protecting his body. With a tight grip, Gengji stared at the black panther that was about to pounce in horror.

I saw this black panther beast that came out of nowhere. It was completely black, its fur was like oil-splashed asphalt, and it shone with a bright black light.

When the huge mouth opened, sharp white teeth were exposed, exuding bursts of heart-stopping and sinister aura.

There is a strange vertical eye on its forehead, which runs like a slender scar between the beast's forehead and mouth and nose, making the beast's face look extremely ferocious and terrifying.

At this time, Zhao Wenming saw that although the vertical eye on the black panther's forehead had not been opened, it was constantly moving up and down like a worm. He always felt that there was something inside that made him slightly uneasy.

At this moment, the leopard demon had pounced not far in front of him, lifted up its two sharp front paws, and grabbed the giant white bell fiercely.

"Hiss...hiss..."

When the sharp claw hit, a large group of black light appeared on it, like splashing ink in a painting, leaving two small holes on the clock face in one fell swoop, like two black cat's eyes.

Zhao Wenming's eyes suddenly shrank when he saw this, and his heart tightened. He immediately did not dare to rely on the bell-shaped magic weapon anymore. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a white light rainbow, cruising left and right in the canyon, moving up and down, and shooting out another one after another. A powerful magical technique was continuously blasted at the chasing black leopard demon.

At this moment, the battle between the two battle circles above the valley entrance was coming to an end.

The first one to finish was naturally the man named Zuo from the Shen Feng Sect. With his cultivation at the third level of the Dan Condensing Realm, although he was a little better than the average early-level Dan Condensing Realm monks, he faced off against the middle-level Dan Condensing Realm monk. The white-bearded old man was still a bit unattractive, so it was not surprising that he was defeated so quickly.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man who led the Yangyuan Sect faced off against the man in black from Dayu Immortal Kingdom. Because they were both at the middle stage of the Condensing Core Realm, they were matched against each other after a battle. Read the book

The two of them were fighting until now. Each had suffered several blows, but no one was able to take advantage. For a while, it was hard to tell the winner.

Finally, after a period of exhaustion, the frail man in black from Dayu Immortal Kingdom felt a little weak and gritted his teeth and refused to retreat.

The leaders of Daewoo gradually saw something was wrong. They immediately shouted at the two people who were fighting on the grounds that the fight would not hurt their lives, and directly judged the fight to be a draw.

The middle-aged monk who led the Yangyuan Sect and the man in black from Dayu Immortal Kingdom stopped their hands and retreated. Each was covered in bruises and breathless. It seemed that both sides were harmed. Therefore, after the fight was ruled a draw, they were temporarily No objections were raised.

It's just that for the southern side, the results of these two games, a draw and a defeat, almost extinguished everyone's hope.