Chapter 146 Who else but me can dance with the big stick?

Chapter 146 Who else but me can dance with the big stick?

Qingfeng and Murongxing were in a stalemate, fighting for endurance.

On the other stage, Yu Zixin used the supreme sword technique, Zixiao Yulei Sword Technique.

There was a loud "boom" and a huge lightning came from the sky. Fairy Shuiyue seemed to have been prepared for her move. She took out something, a blue handkerchief.

She raised the handkerchief, and a blue phoenix flew out of the handkerchief and flew towards the lightning. The blue phoenix opened its mouth and swallowed the lightning into its stomach. At this moment, everyone's eyes widened.

I wondered what kind of magic weapon this was, so powerful.

But in a flash, I saw that the lightning actually split through the blue phoenix and continued to descend, and the blue phoenix also dissipated with a whine.

Everyone was relieved at this time, and they really wondered what kind of heaven-defying treasure it was.

But at this moment, the lightning was obviously much weaker. Fairy Shuiyue snorted coldly, her eyes were full of heartache, and she waved her jade hand and put away the handkerchief.

Then she saw the moon wheel behind her transformed into countless figures, flying up into the sky.

After the moon wheel and lightning collided with each other, countless shadows of the moon wheel actually crushed the remaining lightning into pieces until it disappeared.

And her moon wheel was not doing well either. There were burnt black marks where it was struck by lightning, and it was obviously damaged.

At this time, blood was seen flowing from the corners of Yu Zixin's mouth, and it was obviously backlashed.

Fairy Shuiyue hated secretly in her heart, and directly sacrificed the moon wheel and flew over. Yu Zixin slashed with the purple lightning blue frost sword, and immediately chopped it down, and saw the moon wheel wailing and returning without success.

Fairy Shuiyue took back the moon wheel and looked at it with pity. Then she saw that her finger gestures changed in thousands of ways, and she actually used the supreme magic.

The moon wheel suddenly emitted a thousand-foot brilliance, and the clear sound continued.

Then, with a whistling sound, it shot towards Yu Zixin. At this time, the body of Fairy Shuiyue trembled. It seemed that she had exhausted her last strength.

Seeing this, Yu Zixin shook her head helplessly. Although her skills had progressed rapidly recently, it was a pity that her foundation was unstable. She could barely control the Zixiao Yulei Sword Skill. It was meaningless to continue fighting. It was only a matter of time before she lost.

Thinking of this, she smiled bitterly to herself, and immediately crushed the teleportation talisman in her hand and went outside the ring.

Fairy Shuiyue raised her eyebrows, feeling resentful, thinking that this stinky girl was playing with herself. If so, why not admit defeat early, so that she could save some mana.

Yu Zixin stood outside the ring, but at this moment, she happened to see Qingfeng suddenly roaring, and her strong face was full of madness.

Seeing this scene, her heart moved, and then she bit her red lips lightly, but turned her head away with a hard heart, and then flew up on the sword, and her figure gradually disappeared.

"Ah..."

Qingfeng exerted his strength on his palm, and this time he almost used all his strength to burst out.

The big stick was shining brightly, and Qingfeng pushed it forward, instantly breaking the Yin-Yang magic sword into pieces.

Then he exerted force, and the big stick flew out, hitting the magic sword like a broken bamboo.

With a "bang", the Yin-Yang magic sword could no longer withstand the huge force and completely collapsed.

But the big stick continued to move forward.

With a "ding", the big stick hit the magic sword, and the Yin-Yang swords separated instantly, and fell down with a whine.

Seeing the big stick coming with the remaining power, Murong Xing shouted, and several light curtains were immediately set up in front of him. Unfortunately, the light curtains were broken layer by layer.

In the end, the big stick still hit him, and Murong Xing blocked his chest with his arms.

With another bang, Murong Xing's clothes were torn and flew out.

When he landed on one knee, he snorted, and no matter how hard he tried to hold back, he couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

He raised his head and looked at Qingfeng standing in the distance, smiling bitterly in his heart. He was not as skilled as others, and it was not unfair to lose.

He slowly stood up and said to Qingfeng: "Okay, I admit that you are stronger, I admit defeat."

Qingfeng nodded, but at this moment his legs were weak and a little exhausted...

Qingfeng entered the top three, which caused a lot of waves in Daoxuan Sect for a while, because no one in Taiyi Sect had entered this position for several sessions.

And everyone was also very surprised. Before the spiritual secret realm, although Qingfeng was very brave, it was a pity that his strength could not be compared with those top elite disciples.

It was only more than a month, how could he become so powerful, and everyone was puzzled for a while.

In the end, the only thing everyone could think of was that this boy must have got a great opportunity in the spiritual secret realm, and only this explanation could convince people.

After several competitions, Fairy Shuiyue was eliminated one after another.

Qingfeng advanced to the top three, along with Huineng from Fayuan Temple, who was known as the wisdom root and spiritual heart, and Ye Ruxin, one of the five paths of Daoxuan Sect, who was known as the Fairy Biluo.

After selecting the top three, they did not let everyone compete immediately, but gave everyone three days to recuperate. Qingfeng recovered his vitality during these days while feeling the energy of heaven and earth.

Through the competitions these days, he could always feel something, and he had already understood one thing, that is, the Tyrant Body Art needs to be sublimated in battle and perfected in sublimation.

However, after this competition, Qingfeng plans to rebuild the Tyrant Body Art from the first level.

Because the Tyrant Body Art he practiced before had many defects, this time he got the complete first level nine-level technique.

It can make the previous practice more perfect, and can also integrate some of the things he has realized from the secret scroll of the heavenly book.

At this moment, looking at the full moon outside the house, the drop of blood in his purple palace began to stir again. He shook his head silently, took out the cold jade cushion, and began to meditate and practice.

There was no talk all night, and Qingfeng woke up at four o'clock the next day.

At this moment, dawn was about to end, and the sun was about to rise in the east. When the first ray of sunlight shone in from the horizon, Qingfeng's sunset glow began to operate, and seventy-seven forty-nine purple airs were sucked into his abdomen one by one and entered his dantian.

At this moment, the purple air crystal in his dantian was a little bigger and more pure, but there was a thunder formation in his dantian that sealed the demon seed, which always made him feel a little weird.

And that drop of blood, Qingfeng felt that this thing was getting more and more violent, and he didn't know what the reason was. After returning, he might have to ask Master Fuyao for advice.

Then he shook his head and heard Zhongli's voice from afar: "Junior brother, are you ready? Hurry up, the competition is about to start."

Qingfeng was speechless. That guy was even more anxious than him. It was true that the emperor was not anxious, but the eunuch was. Qingfeng was speechless and could only answer and open the door and walked out.

What he didn't expect was that all the disciples of Taiyi Sect were outside the room, and at the gate, a person in purple stood there. The graceful figure was Yu Zixin or someone else.