The Heavens: Starting from the Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 83 Senior Brother Qingyang, I Won
"Bang~"

Above the arena, a sword sounded.

The Tianya Sword, which had never been unsheathed in the previous rounds of competition, was actually pulled out directly.

With a movement of her body, she floated out of the dust, and the wind was unobstructed, and she went to kill Tian Ling'er.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a sparring between friends, but a battle against the clock.

"Shuiyue, you are a good apprentice."

Tian Buyi snorted coldly, obviously seeing the change in Lu Xueqi.

In the past, although she also fought against others, she still retained a lot of strength and never took it seriously.

Originally thought it was a friendly match between Big Bamboo Peak and Small Bamboo Peak, but when Lu Xueqi came up, she immediately took a serious attitude.

"It should be someone's arrival that aroused Xueqi's desire to win."

Suru said with a half-smile.

She wasn't worried about Tian Ling'er having an accident, first of all, they were all watching from below, and secondly, Lu Xueqi would not be cruel.

"It's my fault. Since I was a child, I have used Qingyang to encourage Xueqi to practice. I'm afraid she will really try her best."

Master Shuiyue said helplessly.

She glanced at Luo Qingyang next to her, and she was in a bad mood.

What the hell are you doing so fast?
If you don't go home after playing, why come here to join in the fun?
"Uncle Shuiyue, you have wronged me. I played very slowly this time, and it took me three breaths."

Luo Qingyang shrugged, he really can't be blamed for this.

Under normal circumstances, he would resolve the battle in one breath, so as not to procrastinate for three times the time.

"With your strength, is there a difference?"

Shuiyue gave Luo Qingyang an angry look.

She has personally seen Luo Qingyang's strength, and compared to five years ago, he will only be stronger now.

Back then, he had a combat power comparable to that of the Shangqing Realm, and this group of Qingyun disciples was simply not enough for him.

"Of course there is a difference, because I can still be faster."

Luo Qingyang didn't bother to talk to Master Shuiyue anymore, didn't this old fellow just want himself to show mercy to Lu Xueqi!
Judging from the current situation, Luo Qingyang will face Qi Hao in the next round, and Lu Xueqi will basically advance steadily.

No matter who wins this round, they will not be Lu Xueqi's opponent. The championship will only fall on Lu Xueqi and Luo Qingyang.

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The most speechless person was Zeng Shuchang of Fenghui Peak, because the person who lost just now was his son.

"Okay, let's watch the game quietly."

Reverend Daoxuan only felt pain in his head, and Luo Qingyang was not someone to be easily messed with.

As far as Shuiyue's thought is concerned, it has been completely exposed long ago, and people don't care at all.

"Junior Sister Lu's sword dances beautifully."

Luo Qingyang carefully looked at the woman on the ring who was swiftly wielding the Tianya Sword to suppress Tian Linger.

"Bound God!"

Tian Linger waved her hands quickly, and immediately countless Zhu Lings flew towards Lu Xueqi.

Zhu Ling quickly wove into a ball shape, and suddenly shrank inward, quickly sealing off Lu Xueqi's surroundings.

"go with!"

Lu Xueqi pinched the seal with her left hand, and the blue light of the Tianya sword in her right hand flourished.

Eight blue sword shadows surrounded her body, with herself as the center, cutting towards Zhu Ling.

This move is similar to Luo Qingyang's swordsmanship, but looking at the entire Qingyun Sect, it is actually not some advanced swordsmanship.

I saw that amber scarlet silk quickly shrinking into a red ball, wrapping Lu Xueqi tightly.

However, soon a blue light broke through a corner of the red ball and burst out from it.

Immediately afterwards, blue light exploded, shattering the surrounding scarlet silks and falling down.

After that, Lu Xueqi controlled the sword with Qi, controlled the Tianya Sword, and attacked Tian Ling'er like a broken bamboo.

Tian Linger hastily returned to defense, but she had just used Binding God, which consumed too much spiritual energy, so she was in a hurry.

If nothing else happens, she will soon be defeated by Lu Xueqi's sword.

"Junior Sister Tian's style of play is too child's play. I know I'm losing to Junior Sister Lu, so I should play around with her and wait for the opportunity."

Luo Qingyang shook his head.

If you were to fight against the enemy, you would be so reckless and easily killed.

The enemy will not be merciful, and in a battle between the same sect, it is actually not suitable to kill ghosts and gods.

This kind of desperate method of injuring one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred, going forward will greatly reduce its power.

"Humph."

Tian Buyi's face was dull.

He also knew this was the truth, but it would be very embarrassing to be told by Luo Qingyang!
"Nephew Luo has rich combat experience, I'm afraid you will be the champion this time."

Suru smiled lightly.

She never regarded Luo Qingyang as a junior, because his talent was too strong.

"Uncle Su was joking, Qingyang just experienced a lot of battles outside, so he expressed his feelings.

It's not aimed specifically at Junior Sister Tian. If it were Junior Sister Lu, I would speak bluntly. "

Luo Qingyang knew that Tian Buyi and his wife loved Tian Linger very much.

But in the near future, the Demon Cult will revive, and there will be the disaster of the beast god. Will those enemies give Tian Linger a chance?

If he remembered correctly, the reason why Zhang Xiaofan exposed Dafan Prajna was on Liupo Mountain, in order to save Tian Linger!
"What my nephew said is true, Ling'er really lacks actual combat experience."

Suru thought about it, Tian Linger was talented, but her shortcomings were also obvious.

He lived in Dazhu Peak since he was a child, and he was loved by his parents and senior brothers. He never even went to Qingyunmen.

If possible, she would like Tian Linger to go down the mountain to practice.

"I heard that nephew Qingyang has infiltrated the Ghost King Sect, why do you still have time to come back to participate in the Qimai Martial Arts Competition?"

Master Shuiyue asked extremely dissatisfied.

If there is no Luo Qingyang, Lu Xueqi still has a great chance to win this year's Qimai martial arts championship.

Although Qi Hao is very strong, his talent is not as good as Lu Xueqi's. Once Lu Xueqi uses the magic sword to control thunder, there is a half chance of winning.

But if he meets Luo Qingyang, he is really invincible.

Even Master Shuiyue dare not say now that he can steadily beat Luo Qingyang.

"Uncle Shuiyue may not know that Qingyang's identity in the Ghost King Sect has been exposed.

Although he killed the eldest disciple of Ghost King Zong when he escaped, he was also besieged by Ghost King, White Tiger Holy Envoy, and Suzaku Holy Envoy.

It took a lot of effort to save a life, and rushed back to Qingyunmen on the day when the Qimai martial arts meeting started. "

Luo Qingyang said vividly.

One must know that the ghost king, Baihu, and Suzaku are all people who are against the head and head.

"Senior nephew Qingyang is really good at it. Facing the pursuit of the three ghost kings, he was able to come back intact."

Cangsong snorted coldly.

He actually really wanted to kill Luo Qingyang, this guy not only took Wan Jianyi's Dragon Slaying Sword, but also had amazing talent.

If you want to completely subvert Qingyunmen, with Luo Qingyang's existence, it is almost impossible.

Even if everyone else is dead, as long as Luo Qingyang survives, he will become the next Patriarch Qingye.

"Master Uncle Cangsong praised it absurdly, this disciple is just lucky."

Luo Qingyang sneered.

It turned out that this old bastard actually wanted to kill him, and he would look back and see who ruined who.

At the same time, the battle in the arena is drawing to a close.

After the elder referee announced the result, Lu Xueqi walked off the stage.

She came to the elders, saluted respectfully, and then set her gaze on Luo Qingyang's face.

"Senior brother Qingyang, I won."

Don't look at the thrilling battle just now, but Tian Linger's fighting style is in her favor.

It took less than ten breaths to end the match.

(End of this chapter)