Sword Qi of the heavens

Chapter 342
The sky was full of blue and black mysterious light, and the ice mist filled the air.

Soul Eater and Ice collided head-on.

Boom!

A huge impact erupted from the feet of the two of them.

The bricks used to pave the ground on the arena began to crack from the inside to the outside, and a gust of wind whizzed past, sweeping straight towards the audience.

"I didn't expect these two to fight with such power!"

On the arena, the white-bearded elder who was in charge of the field immediately got up, sacrificed the fairy sword and came to the sky above the arena, shook his sleeves vigorously, and yelled loudly at the young disciples who were still stunned around.

"Disciples below the sixth floor of the Jade Clear Realm immediately stay away from the ring, so as not to be affected by the aftermath of the battle!"

Many young disciples witnessed the aftermath of the battle on the ring, which had already spread to the audience.

A group of disciples who knew that their cultivation was insufficient immediately sacrificed their magic weapons and headed for a distance of a hundred meters.

Just a blink of an eye.

On the edge of the arena, only a few elders and the head of the Shangqing realm remained.

Li Changlan's gaze is calm, but it seems that he can easily penetrate the dust and ice chips on the ring.

He looked at Zhang Xiaofan and Qi Hao, who had stopped their hands while covering the back, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that magic weapons like Nine Heavens Soldier play an even more important role in the outcome of the competition than I imagined. Many of them can indeed be regarded as important representatives that can represent the user's own combat power."

He turned his head slightly and looked at the wooden box on his right shoulder.

"In terms of quality alone, Nine Heavens Divine Soldier Mo Xue is far superior to my sword Wuhen."

"If I really follow the original idea, add rare treasures, and refine it again, my sword may become the weakest part of the new sword, or it may not add necessary impurities at all."

"Perhaps, my thinking needs to be successfully re-altered."

The voice fell.

The smoke gradually dissipated.

Under the nervous gaze of the crowd, the figures of Zhang Xiaofan and Qi Hao were once again exposed in front of the crowd.

Zhang Xiaofan's beard and hair were all white, his whole body was covered with frost, his cheeks and fingers were frozen purple, even his blood was frozen by the cold, unable to shed.

"Why is senior brother Qi Hao so vicious?!"

Looking at Zhang Xiaofan's appearance, Tian Ling'er couldn't bear it, and faintly felt resentment towards Qi Hao.

Qi Hao is very well-known among the younger disciples of Qingyun Sect. In the last Qimai martial arts competition, he lost to Xiao Yicai, the head disciple of Tongtian Peak, and won the No.2 good result.

Although now Zhang Xiaofan has passed all the way and reached the best result in this round of Big Bamboo Peak.

But in Tian Linger's heart, Zhang Xiaofan is still the simple and honest little junior in the past, he can't compare to Qi Hao who is well-rounded and has excellent aptitude.

Tian Linger was about to take the stage.

Suru stretched out her hand to stop Tian Linger.

"Ling'er, look at the stage."

Seeing Suru blocking her, Tian Linger was puzzled, but subconsciously looked in another direction of the arena.

I saw Qi Hao was covered in blood all over his body, his hair was scattered, and his clothes were torn.

The whole person has already collapsed to the ground, comatose, unable to move at all, not to mention, several circular gaps of different sizes appeared on the edge of the fairy sword in his hand, and he fell silently in the distance.

Although Zhang Xiaofan looked embarrassed, he was seriously injured, his arms and legs were trembling uncontrollably, but he still gritted his teeth, tried his best not to fall down, and kept his sanity.

see this scene.

Du Bishu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, raised his finger and pointed to the ring.

"Master, Master, am I not mistaken?"

"Brother Qihao, was he beaten to the ground by our little brother?!"

With the voice side down.

clang!
The elder who was in charge of the competition beside the ring finally came to his senses and struck the bronze bell vigorously.

"Qi Hao vs. Zhang Xiaofan, Zhang Xiaofan wins on the Big Bamboo Peak!"

There was an uproar around the arena!
Tian Buyi didn't show a bit of complacency and joy on his face.

He jumped onto the stage and hugged Zhang Xiaofan who was already on the verge of falling, and seemed about to be unable to hold on at any moment, his eyes were full of unstoppable worry and tension.

Zhang Xiaofan wiped his blood-red eyes with his hand, after wiping away the blood, he stared blankly at Tian Buyi, and said in a low voice, "Master, I didn't embarrass you, did I?"

Tian Buyi watched Zhang Xiaofan return to that simple and honest look on his face, with a bright smile on his fat face.

He nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "Old Ba, this time you have won over Master!"

Zhang Xiaofan smiled, feeling extremely satisfied.

bang-

Soul Eater fell to the ground.

After Zhang Xiaofan experienced such a high-intensity battle, he was finally exhausted, couldn't hold on, and fell straight backwards.

Tian Buyi grabbed Zhang Xiaofan's body, sacrificed Chi Ling, and returned to the Big Bamboo Peak without looking back.

"Mother, I'm going back too, I'll go see my junior brother first."

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan's injury was much more serious than last time, Tian Ling'er was also a little worried, after speaking, she stepped on Amber Scarlet Silk, and followed Tian Buyi to chase after her.

"Master, let's go see the younger brother too!"

The disciples of Dazhufeng also followed.

Seeing that this match was upset, Qi Hao, who had high hopes, was actually defeated by Zhang Xiaofan, who was a little-known, who was disliked by the elders a few years ago.

All the chief elders and disciples had extremely strange expressions.

Compared with Taoist Cangsong's angry expression, so gloomy that he could drip water.

The blankness and hesitation on everyone's faces formed a stark contrast with the people on Longshou Peak, and it was very interesting to watch.

"Senior brother Qihao, was he defeated by that junior brother from Dazhu Peak?"

"It seems to be, there always seems to be something wrong..."

"Nonsense, how could senior brother Qi Hao lose? It must be that person named Zhang Xiaofan who secretly used some disgraceful means to set up a frame to defeat my senior brother Qi Hao!"

"Hehe, you guys from Longshou Peak really don't admit defeat. The scene of the two of them fighting on the stage just now was so fierce. The brothers and sisters who watched the scene witnessed it with their own eyes. This kind of strength and fighting excitement far exceeds that of the previous Qimai meeting. Why is Senior Brother Qi Hao sure to win all the competitions?"

"In my opinion, Longshou Peak is nothing more than that!"

"Today, the number one martial art in Qimai is my brother Zeng Shushu of Fenghuifeng!"

"Hey, where did you put my junior sister Xueqi?!"

"You should stop talking nonsense, Zhang Xiaofan, as a junior brother of Dazhufeng, has such talent and strength, not to mention Li Changlan who has won consecutive victories since the beginning of the competition, surpassing many senior brothers before the sword is drawn? "

"Li Changlan? I heard from my master that this high aptitude once caused several leaders to compete for it, but there was no movement after entering the door. There has been no news. Who knows that in the Qimai martial arts meeting But he shined so brilliantly that he has never even met an opponent who is qualified to let him use the sword."

"Big Bamboo Peak, it really is about to turn over..."

Seeing that the people in the audience changed from whispered discussions to loud rebuttals, and even faintly evolved into scenes of friction between the two sides.

The first few on the stage sighed.

The elders beside the arena hurriedly scolded them, telling them not to disturb the competitions in the other arenas, so they left reluctantly.

Listening to the discussions of the young disciples of Qing Yun Sect, Li Changlan smiled dumbly.

"Qing Yun Sect has opened up its sect in recent years, recruiting many young disciples, and the quality is inevitably somewhat uneven."

"Let's not talk about the sect of the Immortal Family. I'm afraid they are far inferior to the Jiang Hu people I've met in terms of temperament. If this Qingyun sect wants to rely on them to develop and grow, let me tell you, it's better not to expect better."

Before Li Changlan could finish his slightly playful words.

Suru grasped Li Changlan's arm.

Li Changlan asked in surprise, "Master, what's the matter?"

Suru nodded and said, "Changlan, you come with me first."

(End of this chapter)