Zhu Xianzhi's sword Qingyun

Chapter 12

Lin Jingyu won the first match easily, and his opponent in the second match was Jiang Chong from Luoxia Peak.

Jiang Chong was not well-known, and his cultivation base was slightly stronger than Wang Wei's in Xiaozhufeng, but he still couldn't force Zhanlong out of its sheath, and he was defeated within three moves.

In Xiaofan's first match this morning, Lin Jingyu hastily decided the winner, and hurried to the Zhenzi stage where Zhang Xiaofan's match was held.When Lin Jingyu rushed to Zhenzitai, he couldn't help feeling a little angry.

In front of the Zhenzi Terrace, all the disciples of Chaoyang Peak stood densely, and there was not even a single person on the Big Bamboo Peak.

But he was not the only one cheering for Zhang Xiaofan, their friend Zeng Shushu just met was also watching Zhang Xiaofan from the audience.

At this point, the competition on the field has already begun.

Zhang Xiaofan's opponent Chu Yuhong looked confident, his right hand convulsed, with a sound of "kuangchuang", a fairy sword emitting a faint yellow light was raised.

The yellow light on the sword is pure and gentle, and it feels refreshed even from a distance, it doesn't look extraordinary.

Chu Yuhong smiled slightly, and said, "The sword name is Shaoyang, Junior Brother Zhang, please."

Facing Chu Yuhong's invitation to fight, Zhang Xiaofan seemed a little sluggish, lowered his head, closed his eyes, and seemed to be struggling with something in his heart.

After a while, Zhang Xiaofan slowly took out a short black stick from his bosom, and said: "Brother Chu, please be merciful."

The short stick in Zhang Xiaofan's hand was like a burning stick, ordinary and ugly, it formed a stark contrast with Chu Yuhong's Shaoyang sword view, and caused the Chaoyang Peak disciples in the audience to burst into laughter.

And amidst the roar of laughter, the Shaoyang Immortal Sword in Chu Yuhong's hand was bursting out with a brilliance that was almost comparable to the rising sun at this moment, resplendent and upright.Following the introduction of his tactic, with a loud shout, the Shaoyang Immortal Sword pressed towards Zhang Xiaofan majestically like a bright sun.

In the next second, Zhang Xiaofan was engulfed by the sun-like light.If Zhang Xiaofan doesn't act again, the situation will be extremely dangerous.

Lin Jingyu stared at the situation on the field, holding the Dragon Slaying Sword tightly in his hand, as long as Zhang Xiaofan was in danger, he would disregard the Qingyun sect rules and rush to rescue Zhang Xiaofan.

But at this moment, the dark green short stick in Zhang Xiaofan's hand suddenly glowed strangely, black air was shining on Zhang Xiaofan's body, as if he had become another person completely.

The whole stage was submerged by the brilliance of the Shaoyang Sword, and no one could see what was going on inside, but without thinking about it, Chu Yuhong must have the winning ticket.

While the disciples of Chaoyang Peak were quietly waiting for Chu Yuhong to win.

Suddenly, everyone heard Chu Yuhong's roar on the stage, the Shaoyang Immortal Sword rose from the sky, the light dissipated immediately, and Zhang Xiaofan's figure appeared.

And Chu Yuhong seemed to be seriously injured, he backed away again and again, a moment later, under the surprised eyes of everyone, blood gushed out from all seven orifices on his face at the same time, he stretched out his right hand tremblingly and pointed at Zhang Xiaofan, as if he wanted to say something, But no matter what, he couldn't speak.

After a while, he swayed a few times, fell to the ground with a bang, and passed out.

Only a few seconds before and after, the outcome has been decided.

"Xiao Fan won?" Zeng Shushu stared at Lin Jingyu beside him in surprise, and asked.

Lin Jingyu nodded and said: "Yes, Xiaofan won."

"It's just that", Lin Jingyu stared at the fire stick in Zhang Xiaofan's hand, and sighed in confusion: "It's just that the short stick in Xiaofan's hand is a bit evil, and it exudes a sinister aura all over, not like ordinary immortals magic weapon."

Zeng Shushu is also well-read, he has never heard of such a magic weapon as a fire stick in the book, so he nodded numbly.

But the magic weapon is strange, it is strange, Zhang Xiaofan wins and they are happy from the bottom of their hearts.

The two walked up to the stage and patted Xiao Fan on the shoulder from behind, "Xiao Fan, congratulations, you have won."

Zhang Xiaofan suddenly turned his head, his face was like frost, he stared at them coldly, those black eyes pierced his heart.

Lin Jingyu felt a chill in his heart, suddenly felt that Zhang Xiaofan in front of him was a little strange, and asked in surprise: "Xiaofan, what's wrong with you."

When Zhang Xiaofan was asked by Lin Jingyu, his body shook, his eyes suddenly softened, the strange coldness in his eyes disappeared, and he became the Zhang Xiaofan that Lin Jingyu knew well.

"Ah, I'm fine, what's wrong?"

Zeng Shushu stared and said, "You won, don't you even know?"

Zhang Xiaofan was startled, and shouted: "What? I won, I actually won?"

Lin Jingyu looked at Zhang Xiaofan's reaction, felt a little abnormal, and asked with concern: "Xiaofan, don't you know what happened just now?"

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Chu Yuhong who was still unconscious, scratched his head, then looked at the fire stick in his hand, his whole body trembled.

With a sound of "clang", the fire stick fell to the ground.

Lin Jingyu bent down to pick up the fire stick, touched it in his hand, it was neither gold nor stone, it was dark blue in color, and there was a faint trace of blood on the front part.

Lin Jingyu recalled Zhang Xiaofan's abnormal appearance just now, and suddenly remembered the text he had read in "Ling Qi Lu", and asked: "Xiao Fan, your short stick is extremely evil, it can affect people's minds, unlike Ordinary celestial magic weapon, but this stick is forged from blood?"

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head blankly, and asked puzzledly: "What is blood refining?"

"Blood refining is to use blood as a medium to fuse one's own blood and magic weapon to refine magic weapon." Zeng Shushu also heard about the method of blood refining, and replied.

Although Zhang Xiaofan believed that Lin Jingyu would not harm him, but based on the principle that more things are worse than less things, he still concealed the paragraph about the blood-devouring beads, "This and the stick are from a dead pool that I lived in Dazhufeng a few years ago. I picked it up, and speaking of it, it was Xiao Hui who discovered it, when my hand was cut and accidentally dripped onto the fire stick, could this be blood refining?"

"This?" Lin Jingyu and Zeng Shushu suddenly lost their voices. This is probably the simplest blood refining in the world. Others have to rely on various geniuses and treasures to succeed in blood refining, but Zhang Xiaofan is just a drop. How many drops of blood?

Zhang Xiaofan heard Lin Jingyu say that the fire stick is very evil, he was still worried, and asked uncomfortably: "Jing Yu, can I still use this fire stick?"

Lin Jingyu frowned and thought about it, and said: "Let me try its fineness first."

After finishing speaking, Lin Jingyu put the fire stick on a flat boulder, suddenly pulled out the Dragon Slaying Sword, and immediately the Dragon Slaying Sword burst into a blue light, illuminating the three people around him.

"The Nine Heavens Divine Weapon is really extraordinary." Zeng Shushu looked at the Zhanlong in Lin Jingyu's hand, and sighed enviously.

I saw Lin Jingyu holding Dragon Slaying, pulled out a sword flower, and slashed towards the fire stick lying on the stone.

"Zheng!"

Accompanied by a loud noise, Zhanlong and the firestick intersected, and a huge force spread from the two. The stones below couldn't bear the huge force, and immediately turned into dust and scattered.

When the dust dissipated, Lin Jingyu and Zeng Shushu suddenly exclaimed.

The fire stick lay quietly on the ground, its face was still ugly, but it continuously emitted a breathtaking black light, and it did not receive any damage.

The two looked at Zhanlong again, the Dragon Zhanjian was as green as autumn water, and the sun was transpiring, obviously it was intact.

Zeng Shushu looked at the fire-burning stick lying on the ground in disbelief, and exclaimed: "I never imagined that this unattractive-looking fire-burning stick could take a blow from the dragon. Could it be that it is also the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon?"

Lin Jingyu also stroked the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, and sighed: "Xiaofan, this fire stick is absolutely extraordinary, it is your chance to get it, but you need to be careful when using it in the future, don't be fooled by it." He's lost his mind."

"En", Zhang Xiaofan nodded, he really didn't expect the fire stick to be so powerful.

The three of them successfully advanced to the next round, they were all in a good mood, they talked for a while, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly remembered something, he smiled and said to Lin Jingyu: "Jingyu, I want to trouble you with something. "

Lin Jingyu lightly hammered Zhang Xiaofan's chest, and said with a smile: "You and my brother, it's not troublesome to talk about."

Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head and said: "I checked the match schedule earlier, your opponent tomorrow is my senior sister, can you be merciful tomorrow, don't hurt senior sister."

Competing on the field is a very dangerous thing, plus Tian Ling'er's cultivation base is good, although Lin Jingyu's cultivation base is higher, but if he gives in rashly, he will hurt himself, so Zhang Xiaofan still feels a little uncomfortable when he mentions this matter. Excuse me.

Lin Jingyu didn't know what Zhang Xiaofan was thinking, but he still smiled lightly, "Don't worry, I will never hurt Senior Sister Tian tomorrow."

Zhang Xiaofan rarely asked him to do things, as long as Lin Jingyu could do it, he would never refuse.

Later Zeng Shushu will have a competition, Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan will naturally go to help out, after Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan finished Zeng Shushu's competition, it was already noon when they returned to the residence where the disciples of Longshou Peak lived.

As soon as Lin Jingyu arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he heard a familiar voice.

"Junior brother, come with me here." Qi Hao changed his usual image of being unrestrained and generous, and carefully pulled Lin Jingyu to a corner where no one was around.

Seeing Qi Hao's abnormal appearance, Lin Jingyu couldn't help asking curiously: "What's the matter, brother, why are you so cautious."

Qi Hao turned his head and looked around, and found that there was no one else, so he reassured: "Junior brother, you are going to face Junior Sister Tian tomorrow."

The match schedule has already been posted, so it's not surprising that Qi Hao knows it.

Lin Jingyu looked at Qihao puzzled and replied: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Qihao chuckled inexplicably, pulled Lin Jingyu's arm, and whispered: "Senior brother wants to ask you something, but he can't say it."

Qi Hao has always treated Lin Jingyu very well, like a family member, Lin Jingyu couldn't help but wondered: "Brother, it doesn't matter."

Qi Hao rubbed his hands together and said in a low voice: "It's like this, don't you want to compete with Junior Sister Tian from Dazhu Peak tomorrow? When you see it, can you..."

As Qi Hao spoke, he paused again, as if he really couldn't speak.

But Lin Jingyu is a smart person, when he saw Qi Hao hesitating to speak, he guessed most of it.

"Oh!" Lin Jingyu looked at Qi Hao's shy expression, as if he suddenly remembered something, and suddenly said: "So senior brother wants me to show mercy!"

As the elder brother of Longshoufeng, Qi Hao asked his junior brother to deliberately keep his hand when facing outsiders. If this matter got out, it would definitely cause an uproar in the Qingyun sect. No wonder Qi Hao felt a little embarrassed.

Qi Hao blushed in a rare way, and nodded slightly.

First Zhang Xiaofan, then Qi Hao, it seems that Tian Linger is really loved.

Seeing Qi Hao's expression, Lin Jingyu couldn't help laughing out loud, and patted his chest to reassure: "Senior brother, don't worry, I will never let Senior Sister Tian get hurt in the slightest."

Seeing Lin Jingyu's quick response, Qi Hao patted Lin Jingyu's shoulder and thanked him: "That's how I thank my little brother."

(End of this chapter)