Eternal Demon King

"Junior sister, be careful."

Li Kang took a step forward and slashed towards Fang Qingxue with the spirit sword in his hand.

This is a kind of secret technique. When the sword is raised in the hand, a fierce sword qi flies out of the sky.

"Li Kang, you have to be shameless, don't talk about it first, use powerful secret skills as soon as you come up." Someone who had had a conflict with Li Kang yelled.

However, as soon as the voice fell, a shocking scene appeared.

"break!"

Just listening to Fang Qingxue's light drink, the long sword in his hand drew a dazzling sword light, which was instantly destroyed by the incoming sword energy.

The sword qi was too fragile, and the sound of the peng exploded in the void, as brilliant as fireworks bloomed, and the energy flew in all directions, causing a gust of wind to blow over most of the battle platform.

"So strong!"

"Is this Fang Qingxue's true strength!?"

"It seems that Junior Sister Xue'er is hiding her clumsiness, and her strength is far beyond our imagination!"

Many outer sect disciples shouted, this is really incredible, to break Li Kang's sword qi so easily.

"Haha, Xue'er is great!" Qiu Ruohan laughed.

Ye Nantian, Guan Shanyue, Le Xiaobai, and Wen Wu also showed smiles on their faces.

"how is this possible!?"

Li Kang's expression changed. This strength was too strong, which made him unbelievable. He couldn't believe that his opponent was really just a fifteen-year-old girl.

"My Xuanshui Martial Spirit is a Saint-level Martial Spirit!"

As soon as Fang Qingxue said this, the audience suddenly became quiet. Everyone knew that she had awakened a very powerful strange water spirit, but they didn't know that it was a holy level spirit.

Saint-level martial spirits, not to mention peerless and rare, but looking at the entire Shenwu Continent, there are very few warriors who have awakened holy-level martial arts.

It is no exaggeration to say that a holy-level martial spirit is equivalent to a kind of supreme supernatural power, and its power is earth-shattering.

"It's no wonder that Junior Sister Xue'er can break Li Kang's sword qi. It turns out that she has a holy-level martial spirit!"

An outer disciple said with emotion, not to mention what secret skills Fang Qingxue has cultivated, her Xuanshui Martial Spirit alone can be invincible.

"Holy martial spirit!?"

Wang Teng's eyes flashed, and he wanted to chase Fang Qingxue even more.

"Junior sister, you are very strong, but I will not admit defeat."

Li Kang gritted his teeth, and a raging flame ignited all over his body.

The flame was brownish-yellow, and there was no temperature emanating from it.

"What martial spirit is this!?"

Many people stood up abruptly from their seats. The brownish-yellow flame was neither hot nor cold. It gave people a very strange feeling and could not tell the truth.

But no surprise, this fire is extraordinary, and there must be something special about it.

"Junior sister, this is my rock fire spirit, a mutant flame spirit, you have to pay attention."

Li Kang said, with a big wave of his hand, flames roared out from his body, like a big wave, instantly covering Fang Qingxue.

"Good weight!"

Fang Qingxue's delicate body sank, only then did she realize that the brownish-yellow flame was very strange, making her seem to be carrying a boulder on her back, making it difficult for her to walk.

"Junior sister, let it go."

Li Kang looked like he was winning, Lightning came to Fang Qingxue and reached out to grab her arm.

However, at this moment, a mutation arose.

Fang Qingxue's body was full of radiance, and a stream of blue water gushed out, banging away the brown-yellow flame that enveloped him, and sent Li Kangzhen flying out.

"Cough cough!"

Li Kang flew seven or eight meters away, and after trying to stabilize his body, he felt like he was falling into an ice cellar.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. This is the horror of a holy-level martial spirit. It easily knocked off the brown-yellow flames, and sent Li Kang flying out together, causing him to freeze with frost.

This may be the relationship between Fang Qingxue's mercy, otherwise he will be completely frozen now.

"Junior sister's strength is far superior to me, and I am convinced by defeat."

Li Kang also understood that Fang Qingxue was merciful, running Zhen Yuan to shatter the frost on his body, and then jumped off the stage with a little dejection, and hurried out of the martial arts arena.

After being defeated by a fifteen-year-old girl, he was really shameless. He just wanted to leave quickly, find a quiet place to drink a few drinks, and vent his depression.

No one laughed at him. After all, he was facing Fang Qingxue, who had awakened his holy martial spirit. Not to mention that he was not Fang Qingxue's opponent. Among the hundreds of thousands of outer sect disciples, few of them were Fang Qingxue's opponents.

This is a real talented girl, destined to rise and become famous in the world in a few years.

"Fang Qingxue wins."

In the sky, the outer door elder who presided over the martial arts meeting announced loudly.

This is a tall, gray-tempered old man in Tsing Yi, with a peak of cultivation.

Although the cultivation base is not very high among the many Taiqing Palace outer sect elders, it is enough to preside over the outer sect martial arts meeting. After all, the highest cultivation base among the outer sect disciples is not at the peak of the Vientiane Realm.

"Thank you elder."

Fang Qingxue bowed to the old man in Tsing Yi and walked off the stage immediately.

This was just the first battle, she didn't take it to heart, her goal was to be the first in the martial arts club, and she was bound to go all out for this.

The next competition will continue. This is the top ten martial arts competition, and the championship will be decided today.

But in a quarter of an hour, the two rounds of duel ended, and the top five were finally born.

There were five people, four men and one woman, Fang Qingxue was the only woman among them, and she became a beautiful scene in the audience.

Under the auspices of the old man in Tsing Yi, after a lot of draws, one lucky bye, the four faced off in stages, and Fang Qingxue actually appeared in the first round.

This time her opponent was stronger, but she still didn't use any secret skills.

The holy maiden's spirit in one hand is controlled by her like an arm and a finger, and the fire is pure and blue. In the wave of the hand, two blue waters swirl out, turning into two lively anacondas, knocking the same opponent off the stage, and easily obtained. Victory, but also into the top three in the top ten.

"Fairy Qingxue!"

At this time, no one in the crowd shouted loudly, and then many outer disciples shouted loudly.

"Fairy Qingxue!"

"Fairy is too beautiful, you must be the first in this martial arts fair!"

In the past, Fang Qingxue had amazing beauty and outstanding temperament, and was occasionally called a fairy, but after all, she was still young and her cultivation was not very high, but through today's two wars, everyone understands that in a few years, Zhongzhou will be There will be an extra stunner, a peerless fairy.

All kinds of noises entered his ears, Fang Qingxue looked calm and unmoved.

In her mind, a young man with a lazy expression and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which made her heart tremble and she couldn't let go.

"Brother Yang, where are you? Do you know that Xue'er really misses you and dreams of you every night. When can you come and take Xue'er away?"

Fang Qingxue said softly, tears welling up in her eyes, and the tears flowed down her cheeks in a short time.

"Why are you crying!?"

Everyone was puzzled. Fang Qingxue won the victory and entered the top three in the martial arts competition. Shouldn't he be happy? Why did he cry for no reason? This is really strange, no one knows what happened.

"Good Xueer, why are you crying?"

Fairy Yuechan's body was light and light, like a spirit butterfly descending lightly, she came to Fang Qingxue, took her into her arms, and asked with concern.

Her parents died early. She originally had a younger sister, but she died of a plague in her early years. When she saw Fang Qingxue, who was cute and cute, she couldn't help but treat Fang Qingxue as her own sister. Aspects are also taken care of.

"Woooo..."

Fang Qingxue couldn't hold it any longer, and a pair of lotus arms hugged Fairy Yuechan's willow waist, burst into tears, so sad.

After all, she is only fifteen years old. She may look a lot stronger on the outside, but she also has a soft side inside. Every night in the dead of night, she will cry alone.

"Don't cry, tell Senior Sister, did someone bully you?"

Fairy Yuechan held up Fang Qing's snowy pear face and asked.

"Yeah, who dares to bully Junior Sister Xue'er, I, Xiao Mingchong, will be the first to let him go."

"That's right, Junior Sister, don't cry, I want to cry when I see you cry!"

Many outer sect disciples opened their mouths to comfort them.

"Senior sister, I'm fine, no one bullies me."

Fang Qingxue raised her head, but tears could not stop flowing from her eyes. She heard the news that Yang Xuan almost died outside the Taixuan Divine Palace yesterday, but she was worried, but fortunately, the King of War appeared and rescued Yang Xuan.

But thinking that she hadn't seen Yang Xuan for more than half a year, all the lovesickness in her heart turned into tears.

"Junior sister, come with me, senior brother will take you to a good place to relax." Wang Teng said softly as he descended into the sky.

"Who wants to leave with you, get out of the way." Fang Qingxue blurted out.

"you……"

Wang Teng's face sank, and before he had a seizure, he heard a lazy voice, "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and I have to pay attention to strategies when pursuing women. It's wrong to be like you."

The voice just fell, and the voice rose again: "Sister Xue'er don't cry, how about brother taking you to eat crispy cakes?"

"Crispy biscuits?"

Fang Qingxue trembled in body and mind, stopped her tears, and looked up.

At the same time, everyone's eyes were fixed on a young man in his early twenties who was not astonishing in the sky.

It was this kid who opened the mouth just now, mocking Wang Teng for not going after a woman, and saying that he wanted to take Fang Qingxue to eat crispy cakes.

"Who is this kid, his ability to pick up girls is too low!"

"Idiot, I think he was kicked in the head by a donkey. Junior Sister Xue'er doesn't even care about the top-quality spirit sword, so how could he care about crispy cakes?"

"Senior brother, is this son also an inner disciple, why have I never seen it before!"

"It's strange, I haven't seen it before, but we have tens of thousands of disciples in the Taiqing Palace, and we can't always know everyone."

The audience was noisy, some of them were disdainful, and some were puzzled, but no one doubted his identity when they saw the clothes of the disciples of the Taiqing Palace on the young man.