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Liu Qing also said, "Since that's the case, then accept the move!"

Liu Qing raised the black long sword in his hand, and silently said a few formulas to Lin Cheng, a powerful vitality erupted from his body, and this vitality slowly spread on the black long sword. Slowly, some faint blue began to be found on the black long sword.

"Ink Rain's three swords, one sword is like rain!"

"Shhhhhh!!"

Countless black sword shadows emanated from the long sword in Liu Qing's hand. These black sword shadows flowed towards Lin Cheng like rain, and there was a strong aura emanating from these sword shadows.

At this time, Lin Cheng was not to be outdone, he waved his hands, held the giant sword tightly, and swung forward forcefully, a huge ball of vitality burst out from his hands, and immediately after Lin Cheng's A huge red barrier appeared in front of him, completely enveloping Lin Cheng's body.

"Bang bang bang!!"

Countless black sword shadows hit the red barrier, and all of them burst to the side. A red light and a black light were extremely dazzling here.

Lin Cheng gritted his teeth and raised the giant sword in his hand, swung it forward vigorously, and a stronger aura erupted from his giant sword than before, and he wielded all the vitality in his body at this time, and he was already He had prepared the idea of ​​going all out and breaking the boat, if he could beat Liu Qing with this move, that would be the best, and if he failed, he would have nothing to say.

"Great wind breaks dawn!"

Liu Qing snorted softly, swiped the black long sword forward again, and then said in his mouth: "Mo Yu's three swords, one sword pierces the sky!"

"Oh!"

The two powerful forces collided again in the air, and a huge explosion sounded in midair, followed by countless tyrannical air currents that spread to the surroundings, and all the sand and stones here were rolled up by the air winds. , the place where Liu Qing and Lin Cheng were standing before was already covered by smoke.

The disciples of the 'Xiyue Sect' and the 'Eternal Sword Sect' all cast spells to set up a barrier in front of them to block those tyrannical winds, because the two moves just now were too tyrannical, if they don't Setting up barriers simply cannot stop those attacks.

After a while, the tyrannical air around them disappeared, and the smoke that had enveloped Liu Qing and Lin Cheng just now also slowly disappeared.

At this time, the disciples of the two factions are all watching the smoke that is about to disappear. Their eyes have not shifted to other places, and they dare not make a sound. They can only watch the smoke that is about to disappear, because They knew that whoever could eat and walk out of the smoke would be the one who won the duel.

At this time, the smoke dissipated slowly, revealing a figure, and the disciples of the two factions immediately tensed up, because they couldn't see who the figure was, and the person who came out at this time had already decided on this. games.

This figure slowly came out of the smoke. He was holding a long black sword, with long black hair hanging over his shoulders. He walked out of the smoke covered in blood. He was holding a small red flag in his hand. , There is also a group of golden flames embroidered on the flag.

The disciples of the 'Eternal Sword Sect' saw clearly the people who came out, and they all cheered loudly, because they had won this match, and they finally let out a sigh of relief. The life-and-death struggle of the past few days was all over at this moment.

All the disciples of the 'Xiyue Sect' seemed a bit disappointed, they didn't expect their elder brother to lose, but they still carried their elder brother out.

At this time, Lin Cheng was already unconscious, and the giant sword in his hand was broken in half from the middle. Although he was seriously injured, he did not die. He only needed to cultivate for a while and take some healing pills, and there would be no major injuries. hinder.

Liu Qing said to a group of their juniors and sisters: "We won this game, we can go back to do business!"

The disciples of the 'Eternal Sword Sect' followed Liu Qing and walked towards the platform halfway up the mountain. Now that the trial competition is over, there will be no more monsters in these four weeks, and the journey back is shorter than before. a lot easier.

Shangguan Jun laughed loudly, and said: "Haha, it seems that the disciples of our 'Eternal Sword Sect' have a higher level of cultivation, unlike those handsome little dolls of your 'Xiyue Sect', they are all embroidered pillows. That's all, this is the era of strength, not the era of face."

Bai Yuan snorted coldly and said, "You..."

Shangguan Junjing said some sarcasm, and didn't give Bai Yuan any face. Although Bai Yuan wanted to refute, he was indeed the one who lost the game, and his disciples never won. Nothing was useless, so he had no choice but to swallow his anger.

At this time, Nangong Mu said: "Congratulations Brother Shangguan for winning this competition, the disciples of Brother Shangguan's cultivation level is higher, Brother Shangguan will be blessed in the future."

Shangguan Jun sneered and said: "Stop talking nonsense, I am willing to admit defeat, and hand over your things quickly!"

Nangong Mu smiled awkwardly, then shook his head helplessly, and with a wave of his hand, a porcelain bottle appeared in his hand. He put the porcelain bottle on the stone table beside Shangguan Jun, and said, "This Just give you the 'Taiqing Yuan Jingdan' you want, how can I break the contract if I keep my word."

When Shangguan saw this porcelain bottle, his eyes immediately shone with a group of elite rays of light. He immediately picked up the bottle of medicine pill, opened the porcelain bottle and smelled it, and a strong scent of medicine rushed to his face. He said happily : "Brother Nangong, then I will not be polite."

At this time, Bai Yuan glanced at the porcelain bottle, feeling a little unbearable in his heart. He also really wanted the 'Taiqing Yuanjing Pill', which was too tempting for him. It still hurts his heart to slip away from his hands, and he still can't get used to that Shangguan Jun's villainous appearance, how could he get such a good pill.

Bai Yuan looked at Shangguan Jun, then snorted coldly and did not speak.

At this time, Shangguan heard the voice, and then said to Bai Yuan: "Old Bai, don't be convinced, you should hurry up and take out your bets. Although the 'Purple Gold Heart Armor' you refined is not good-looking, but wearing it I can still barely defend against some attack power, so I'll just make do with it!"

Bai Yuan sneered and said: "Don't be complacent, isn't it just a piece of armor, I can still lose!"

With a wave of Bai Yuan's palm, an armor appeared in his hand. He threw the armor to Shang Guanjun and said, "Here, I will refine an armor even stronger than this tomorrow."

Shangguan touched the armor and said: "I said at the beginning that this armor of yours must be tailor-made for me, and you still don't believe me."