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The five-color divine light guarded Teng Qingshan's body, and Ji Ning's Water Fire Lotus Sword Boundary collided with it, causing the five-color divine light to vibrate and ripple, but failed to defeat it.

Not surprised, Ji Ning turned around and swung his sword.

With this sword swung, the jet-black sword light suddenly appeared like thunder, extremely abrupt, its power concentrated at one point, and exploded in front of Teng Qingshan, tearing up the five-color divine light in one fell swoop, and stabbing at his chest with all its strength!

"boom!"

Teng Qingshan's expression didn't change, he gave up his defense directly, his six fists were all covered by the gray-black airflow, and the dead air flowed towards Ji Ning like a surging river.

Ji Ning's expression froze, and he waved his five arms together, casting countless thorny sword lights in front of him.

"Clang!"

Hearing the sound of gold and iron clashing, Ji Ning's sword hit Teng Qingshan's chest head-on, leaving only a white spot on his chest.

"Boom!"

Teng Qingshan swung six punches, but in the blink of an eye, his sword light defense was torn apart.

"This defense is really terrifying!"

Ji Ning was secretly horrified.

This body-protecting supernatural power is really good, the sword he just did not break the defense at all.

Seeing that the sword light defense was torn apart, Ji Ning immediately used the wind wing escape method, and the whole person retreated like a roc bird, but Teng Qingshan's escape technique was obviously superior to him, and he easily caught up with his feet. A fist hit his chest unceremoniously!

"We must use all our strength!"

Ji Ning thought for a moment, in terms of physical defense and speed, he was no match for Teng Qingshan, but what he was most proud of was always the strongest attack of the Sword Immortal!

The six arms and the domain of the Sword Dao exploded with all their strength!

In an instant, the six sword lights suddenly appeared, and the sword energy was like silk. The power of this sword was not obvious, but it was very terrifying because his power was not wasted at all, and ten percent of his power was in the sword light. Among itself, these six swords counterattacked Teng Qingshan's six fists with all their strength!

"Chila!"

In the blink of an eye, blood flew flying!

Teng Qingshan's complexion changed, the gloves on his six fists were completely shattered by this blow, and the six swords' remaining power remained undiminished, and even injured his fist, making a shallow cut. Scars, soaked in blood.

However, this kind of minor injury is not worth mentioning for the body training of gods and demons, and he recovered in the blink of an eye.

"As expected of a sword fairy, this attacking ability is really terrifying!"

Teng Qingshan was secretly startled.

The sword light is like silk, at least the realm of swordsmanship that can only be achieved by Sanxian in 300,000 years. Many immortals can't match him in the perception of Taoism.

As my cousin said, Ji Ning is indeed a born sword fairy!

Ji Ning raised his sword again to kill, Teng Qingshan's heart skipped a beat, he merged the Dao of Explosion and the Dao of Life and Death, endless gray and black air flowed all over his body, and then punched out, erupting with the strongest power so far.

"boom!"

Under the violent collision, Teng Qingshan's body shook violently, and he flew upside down uncontrollably for several miles. There were bloody scars all over his fists, and his bones were visible!

On the other side, Ji Ning retreated more than a hundred feet, and the huge counter-shock force also caused blood to flow from his mouth.

Both of them are high-level gods and demons in body training, and this small injury can be easily repaired.

But obviously, Teng Qingshan was injured more severely and consumed more divine power!

Teng Qingshan's heart sank.

His attack power is far inferior to Ji Ning's, and his defense power is not enough to block Ji Ning's attack. As a result, his divine power will only be consumed more and more. If his divine power is exhausted, he will be finished!

Without further ado, Teng Qingshan released the power of the inner world. The inner world radiated and covered Ji Ning's body. Ji Ning suddenly felt that there was a force sticking to him all the time, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire.

"Only one chance!"

Teng Qingshan took a deep breath, and rushed forward without hesitation, the strongest moves gathered on his fists again.

Ji Ning didn't dare to be careless, and the six sword lights swayed out again!

Teng Qingshan's eyes seemed to be indifferent to life and death, he did not dodge or dodge, and rushed into Ji Ning's body in front of the silk-like sword light, leaving countless bright red bloodstains on his body like a silk sword light like a spider's web. Scarred and bleeding profusely.

But Teng Qingshan didn't hesitate, the moment he came in front of Ji Ning, his two arms grabbed onto his shoulders like pincers, and his four fists hit his head like raindrops!

Ji Ning's expression changed, and he immediately understood Teng Qingshan's style of attack. He separated his four arms and waved his sword to intercept. The other two arms let go of the sword directly, grabbed Teng Qingshan's arms, and exerted great force.

"Um?"

Teng Qingshan's eyes widened suddenly.

He exerted the strength of his arms to the limit, and even used the method of exerting strength taught by his cousin, but the strength of Ji Ning's arms was far more than his.

"Boom!"

At the same time, dozens of flying swords emerged from mid-air, forming a small thousand sword formation, and smashed into Teng Qingshan's face, sending his whole body flying.

Seeing that Teng Qingshan was thrown into the air, Ji Ning finally heaved a sigh of relief, and then bullied him again, approaching Teng Qingshan with melee combat, while interfering with him with a sword array, although the power of the inner world slowed him down a bit However, the power of his sword swing did not decrease at all, and under the interference of the sword array, Teng Qingshan's speed also decreased sharply, and the two returned to the same level.

On Tianmang Hall.

"Pity."

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva let out a long sigh, full of regret.

"If this is not a match, Teng Qingshan will not lose."

"This Ji Ning has a very powerful supernatural ability to improve his body strength. Only with that supernatural ability can he crush Teng Qingshan in terms of attack."

Lu Dongbin, Di Hao, Xia Huang and others also nodded.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the decisive battle has already been decided.

Under the constant confrontation, Ji Ning used the star picking hand to perform the seventh move of the Three-foot Sword, constantly seriously injuring Teng Qingshan. Teng Qingshan's divine power was consumed more and more, but his fists could not touch Ji Ning.

With continuous serious injuries and recovery, half an hour of this battle has passed.

Teng Qingshan was blown away again, his body covered with wounds like silky sword marks.

Sensing the little divine power left in his body, he gave a wry smile.

"I lost."

Ji Ning then stopped his figure, with an expression on his face.

"If it weren't for the game, you wouldn't lose."

"Unfortunately, this is the game."

Teng Qingshan shook his head.

"I'm not someone who can't afford to lose, you did win this battle!"

Teng Qingshan was indeed unjustly defeated.

His evasion technique is faster than Ji Ning, and he could have used his speed to deal with him and keep flying the kite. In that case, Ji Ning couldn't do anything about him, but in this way, there would be no way to tell the winner between the two. up.

But this is a competition, and it is also a fairy fate conference that countless celestial beings and real immortals pay attention to! He can't use such third-rate tactics, he has to decide the outcome.

So he tried to attack Ji Ning head-on again and again, but unfortunately, the gap in attacking ability between the two sides was not so large.

Finally led to this result.

If this wasn't a match, Teng Qingshan wouldn't lose, and Ji Ning wouldn't win either.

"Qing Shan has cultivated in the Mingyue landscape painting for a hundred years, but he can barely catch up with Ji Ning's pace."

Xu Zong also secretly sighed in his heart.

And there is also a very important point, that is luck, Ji Ning is the descendant of Taoist Sanshou, he carries the water mansion with him, his luck is quite high, even the way of heaven will favor him, but Teng Qingshan came from the small world, in the Da Shijie is simply a passer-by, the kind that no one will pay attention to, with almost no luck in him, only Xu Zong's support for him.

With Teng Qingshan admitting defeat, the Xianyuan Conference officially ended.

Ji Ning won the first place with two victories.

Teng Qingshan became second with one win and one loss.

Mu Chuan lost both games and became the third.

The conference ended, and the black-robed Emperor Xia stepped forward, allowing the three of them to enter the Great Xia Treasure House, where he arbitrarily selected a mystical power, and he himself sent out a second soul in a white robe, who tore through the void and went to the master The dojo of Chiming Daozu.

The black-robed Emperor Xia stood in the void, his consciousness was connected with the second soul.

"Master has confirmed."

After a while, Emperor Xia opened his eyes with a trace of surprise, then lowered his head and looked at the three people standing in the square.

Ji Ning, Teng Qingshan, and Mu Chuan all became short of breath. No one knew the criteria for the Taoist to choose an apprentice. It might be Ji Ning, or Teng Qingshan. Not impossible.

Every one of them wants to be favored by Daozu, not to mention Mu Chuan and Ji Ning, Teng Qingshan is extremely eager.

In the Tianmang Hall, Xu Zong couldn't help but stretch his head. He really wanted to know how Chi Ming Daozu would choose after Teng Qingshan's intrusion?

Lu Dongbin and the others were also very curious and pricked up their ears.

"The disciple chosen by the master is... Mu Chuanren."

Emperor Xia descended from mid-air and landed in front of Mu Chuanren, smiling and nodding to him.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Mu Chuan."

"Is it me? Daozu really chose me?"

Mu Chuanren was startled for a moment, then burst out laughing in great surprise.

He had lost both battles, and he thought he had the lowest probability of being selected, but he didn't expect to be selected by Taoist Ancestor. Happiness came so suddenly that he was not ready.

Ji Ning and Teng Qingshan couldn't help but froze in place for a moment.

Teng Qingshan was alright, he didn't think he had much hope at first, Ji Ning was just dumbfounded, he won both battles, yet he was not favored by Daozu?

"You two don't need to be disappointed, the master promises to send the pure Yang Zhenxian under his command to accept the two of you as disciples."

Emperor Xia looked at Ji Ning and the two again, and comforted them.

True Immortal Chunyang... that's fine too.

Teng Qingshan nodded secretly, the Pure Yang True Immortal is enough to fish his wife out of the samsara, even if he can't worship the Taoist ancestor, it is good to worship the Pure Yang True Immortal.

Ji Ning was also very helpless, but he could only nod his head.

In the Tianmang Hall, Xu Zong curled his lips secretly, what kind of pure Yangzhen is what an immortal! Ji Ning will definitely be favored by the teacher, but Teng Qingshan worshiping under the sect of a true immortal is pure waste! No way, he had to find a few senior brothers to see which one was willing to accept his cousin as an apprentice.

"Emperor Xia, since your master doesn't want it, how about giving this Teng Qingshan to my master?"

Suddenly, a celestial being outside Tianmang Hall stood up, flew to the square under the astonished eyes of all the celestial beings, and looked at Emperor Xia with a smile.

That fairy had a fairy sword wrapped around his waist, a wine gourd in his hand, a white robe, long hair loose, and a chic and unruly demeanor.

"May I ask who your master is?"

Emperor Xia was slightly taken aback, and looked at the celestial being a little weirdly. He came down to snatch people in a large crowd. Are you not paying attention to my Great Xia World, or my master Chi Ming Daozu?

"Excuse me, Li Bai, who calls himself the Sword Immortal of Poetry, Master Xia is your ancestor, one of the five emperors of the human race—Xia Yu!"

The white-robed angel smiled.