Me, Keqing, can I be wronged like this?

Wanran frowned, took out the talisman and contacted again.

However, the other party never responded. They had already made an appointment, so why didn't they come at this time.

After a quarter of an hour, no one came, and it made people a little impatient after waiting for so long.

"Why, is there no one in the Xuanlei Gate? Why is there no one on the stage? Could it be that you are afraid?"

"You are afraid!"

"Your whole family is scared!"

"Oh? Then you guys are playing!"

Facing the subconscious rebuttal of the Xuanlei Sect disciple, the young man smiled provocatively.

However, everyone dared not speak out at this time, because they couldn't beat it!

I was angry with myself for being too cowardly, and at the same time I was a little angry, why did the person invited by the elder sister not come over.

But at this moment, the young man suddenly patted his head and suddenly realized.

"Ah, maybe it's my fault that the person you contacted couldn't come!"

Immediately, he took out a contact talisman out of nowhere, and the contact talisman flickered, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"Speaking of which, I saw such a liaison talisman on the road. Could it be...his owner is your foreign aid!"

The young man spread his hands.

"That's a pity. When I picked up this talisman, there was blood splattering everywhere. That person might have been eaten by a monster there!"

"you!"

"Shameless!"

"mean!"

For a moment, the people of Xuanleimen also realized something, and the abuse continued.

Wanran looked solemn, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing everyone's excitement, Ke Qing squinted her eyes, held the sword in her right hand, and even jumped, she suddenly came to the ring.

Draw the sword——

Swing the sword——

In an instant, the sword light crossed, and a sword mark forced the puppet back.

Ke Qing lowered his eyes.

"Your opponent is me—"

ps: I'm sorry, after writing the fifth update, I wanted to do another update. I didn't intend to get stuck here, but the author was too sleepy and fell asleep a few times in a daze, so I fell asleep. I didn't expect everyone's reaction to be so intense. Early in the morning When I got up and saw the post, the author immediately started to code, and now I have coded one!

I am sorry! ! (Exit the scholar) Don’t be angry, please, why don’t you enter the group and the author will distribute women’s clothes to calm you down (whispers)

Chapter 43 Sword Dance ([-] more)

"Oh, really……"

When the young man saw a familiar face, his face turned cold.

It was only then that Wanran behind her reacted.

"Qingqing!"

"Don't worry, leave it to me to solve..."

Holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, Ke Qing flicked it lightly in the air, with a cold but confident expression.

"So handsome!"

The sisters with Xuanleimen spoke out unconsciously, but then they were full of worry.

"Is she okay? That guy didn't even hit his junior sister."

"To tell you the truth, I feel a little confused. Although my junior sister has been yelling that this senior Ke Qing is better than her, we have never seen it in reality."

A male disciple showed worry on his face.

"Besides... even if she has defeated the junior sister, so what, the person who came to the other party is not a foundation disciple at all, but a puppet. If I read correctly, the puppet is made of high-quality diamonds, which can withstand the attack of Jindan stage The material, and can only make such a flexible puppet, I am afraid that the young man is worth a lot of money."

Why does such an existence help to hide the Golden Gate, and also has such great malice towards them.

And it seems that the other party has a strong malice with the elder sister and the others.

To be honest, this situation, even if it is so clear, still cannot restore everyone's confidence.

For this game, they are pessimistic, because the opponent will face not one battle, but two. Who knows what will happen in the third game.

Xuanleimen's aura was incomparably low, but at this moment, a crisp voice thought firmly.

"I believe in seniors, seniors will definitely win."

Zhenzhen clenched her fists, her eyes were full of passion.

"Zhenzhen, it's good to have confidence."

The senior sister smiled wryly and patted her on the head

Zhen Zhen shook her head, looked at the figure on the ring, and said seriously.

"It's not that I have confidence, but that I believe in senior. If I am not sure, senior will not go up."

Seeing the little guy so determined, the people around shook their heads slightly.

Doesn't Junior Sister also have confidence?In the end, he was defeated miserably. Although he was tricked by the opponent, who can guarantee that the opponent will not use this method a second time.

But...it's really unnecessary to be overly pessimistic, maybe...just like Zhen Zhen said...just in case.

The people of Xuanleimen looked towards the ring with a little bit of confidence.

And above the arena, Ke Qing stood upright and proudly. Looking at the puppet in front of her, she suddenly understood who did the attack that night.

"Oh... really despicable, disgusting"

The thunder element began to wrap around the sword body, and the thunder light flickered, exuding sharp oppression.

The sound of zi la la kept ringing.

Venerable Guangheng looked at the young girl in the audience and squinted his eyes.

"This is... Leilingen?"

Isn't it a cultivator?

……

Glancing at her gaze, the girl's cold eyes were somewhat mocking and indifferent; she seemed to be mocking, laughing at her own despicability; her eyes were indifferent, as if supercilious, making herself look like a clown.

There was unreasonable anger in my heart, and the young man's eyes were slightly cold.

"I want to see how confident you are!"

On the arena, the nearly two-meter-tall puppet immediately moved. With a flash of his figure, the sound of the wind suddenly rose, and a violent fist wind came to him.

"Go to hell!"

Under the stage, the young man said coldly.

The fist wind was like shaking the mountain, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, the surrounding strong wind whistled, and Ke Qing squinted his eyes.

"The speed...is nothing more than that."

And what I happen to be good at is speed.

The footsteps moved lightly, Ke Qing turned sideways, and the fist that struck in an instant fell to the empty space, and the puppet jumped into the air all of a sudden, and staggered along with the inertia due to the huge force.

Ke Qing's eyes flickered, she saw the opportunity to sweep the sword, and at the same time kicked hard, the whole person turned over lightly and fell to the distance, and the puppet was kicked by her mutual strength and immediately lay on the ground.

Sizzling, there was black smoke rising into the sky, and a huge sword mark half a foot deep on the puppet's chest was clearly visible at a glance.

However, this was just Ke Qing's random blow.

"Just like that?"

The voice was clear and distant. Although he was on the stage, his eyes were on the instigator off the stage.

"Humph"

The young man didn't speak. At the same time, the puppet on the stage stood up abruptly and headed straight for Ke Qing's position.

Boom, the huge impact force caused gusts of wind, and a big hole was smashed out of the rock under his feet, setting off bursts of smoke and dust.

The young man's expression had not yet loosened, and he saw that as the smoke and dust dispersed, the other party was standing in another place unscathed.

He didn't even see how the other party appeared!

"good"

Venerable Guangheng on the stage touched his chin with an admiration expression on his face, while the young sect master and others who hid the golden gate looked dignified.

Seeing this, Wan Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone in the Xuanlei Sect showed surprise.

"Senior, kill it!"

"Come on, cut off this one who suffered a thousand knives!"

"That's right, put it on a thousand swords, and vent your anger for the little junior sister!"

The audience cheered and were extremely excited, while the young man on the other side smiled coldly, manipulating the puppets to attack repeatedly.

Those disciples who were practicing Qi and building a foundation could only see the flickering afterimages on the stage, accompanied by the sound of gold and iron knocking, He Keqing dodged casually as if walking, and the rocks under his feet slapped.

There seems to be an invisible existence around the girl that has been bombarding the girl. One, two, countless battle marks formed depressions on the stage and countless broken stones splashed.

Keqing walks like a fairy wandering away from the world.

Hold the sword and wave it lightly.

Afterimages flashed by, and gorgeous sword flowers danced in the air.

In the flash of purple, the sharpness of purple and the direct sunlight complement each other, it is not so much a battle as a sword dance.

As the skirts fluttered, the thunder lights seemed to be accompanying dancers, and also seemed to be following. The agile battle became a pleasing battle dance, which made people unconsciously immerse themselves in it.

However, the sun, or the moon, will eventually end.

With a click, the girl swung away one by one, and the accumulated strength was like the fury of a thunderbolt, and endless sparks burst out in the collision.

With the end of the dance, a heavy sword was swung down suddenly, and a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air and was blown away by the sword.

Rumble.

The powerful impact was accompanied by a deafening sound, and the fast-moving puppet was hit by a sword. Under the violent impact, a long trace was drawn on the ground, and then it hit the barrier directly.

boom--

The smoke cleared.

Everyone saw that the puppet that fell on the ground had a sword mark deeply embedded in it, and the depth was accompanied by lightning flashes. Looking carefully, the body of the puppet that could withstand the attack of the golden core stage was almost split in two.

"Wow! Senior is amazing!"

"Kill it, kill it!"

"Xuan Lei Sect will win! Long live the big sister."

Under the stage, everyone from Xuanlei Sect cheered.

But Keqing's expression was slightly wrinkled, and she didn't relax.

The marks on the puppet's body that were visible to the naked eye were gradually recovering.

"I didn't expect that, my puppet also used the resurrection stone, as long as you use spiritual power to attack, it will always absorb the spiritual power to recover, now you have no choice!"

The young man raised the corners of his lips, and after a while, the puppet really recovered as he said, and after a while, it returned to its original shape, as if nothing had happened.