Chapter Eighty-Five: The Dragon's Scales
readx;? Qiu Changjian was frightened by such a gaze, and was slightly shocked in his heart, and subconsciously bowed his head: "Yes, only bring the ten saints forward." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
With only the ten saints, Xia Jingyu was like a person with an empty soul, regaining a wisp of support in his heart.
"Storm Contest, I, participate. Xia Jingyu's clear eyes were surging with unprecedented firmness.
Qiu Changjian's heart trembled slightly, he seemed to feel a wisp of power that made him feel oppression, and suddenly awakened!
"Jingyu, you have just recovered from a serious illness, so it is not appropriate to participate. Long Xiaoyue couldn't bear it.
Xia Jingyu stepped out of the house and looked up at the snowflakes.
In the wind and snow, a pair of beautiful eyes were moist: "I, I must go...... That is, Su Yu's last wish. β
went to Phoenix Valley, and said to Xian'er on behalf of Su Yu, "I, I have never failed you......"
Looking at her lonely shadow disappearing into the wind and snow, Long Xiaoyue was stunned.
Xia Jingyu has lost her soul......
The Storm Contest has finally arrived.
The dissolution of the Sanctuary is imminent, and this is the last Storm Contest.
The Storm Contest is divided into two parts.
Quasi-saints compete, saints ranked.
Venue: In front of the Temple of the Holy King.
Xia Jingyu came in the wind and snow, and her eyes were surrounded by snowflakes.
Snow White, peerless, but everyone seems to see an ice sculpture, and their hearts are also frozen for it.
Su Yu's matter spread all over the would-be saints.
It is respectable and lamenable to be buried in the valley with the king of murderers.
In the past, the two of them disobeyed the Holy King together and alarmed the Holy Land.
Now there is only Xia Jingyu left, who is independent and lonely.
Knock -
The bell of the Holy King rose again, and the battle between the quasi-saints finally began.
The door of the Holy King's Temple was not opened, but no one doubted it, and the Holy King watched everything.
The Quasi-Saints competition adopts the ring system.
Successive challenges, all victors, will be the king of quasi-saints!
The presiding officer is the autumn long sword.
He grabbed a list casually, with a complicated expression: "Xia Jingyu, come to power!"
Whoosh -
Flying through the ring.
The peerless face of the fairy in the painting, against the backdrop of the wind and snow, is cold and beautiful, and a pair of snow eyes are not as cold as a woman in the world.
"According to the previous rankings, from low to high, challenge in turn! After winning each battle, you can rest for half an hour. Qiu Changjian announced the rules.
"First battle!"
Ranked one hundred and one students, the peak of the five heavens.
"I throw in the towel. β
"Next Battle!"
"Throw in the towel. β
......
Xia Jingyu's Seven Heavens Dacheng was absolutely crushed, making all those who were at the bottom of the ranking give up.
......
Only the top ten quasi-saints can finally fight Xia Jingyu.
"Senior Sister Jingyu, I'm not an opponent, give up. Senior Sister Liu, who ranked tenth, retreated with her fists in her hands.
Ranked ninth, Zhang Mingyi, fell into the Forest of Sin.
Whoosh -
The eighth-ranked player, Liu Dong, Qizhong Tianxiaocheng.
"I'll fight you!" Liu Dong licked his lips and stared at Xia Jingyu's beautiful figure, his eyes flashing hot.
Even if you lose, it's not bad to fight this peerless beauty.
Xia Jingyu always stood in the ring, not moving.
The snow covered her shoulders and dyed her three thousand green silks.
At this moment, she finally made a move.
The jade foot stood in place, still unshaken.
Just raising his jade finger, a wisp of powerful true qi shot out.
Ahh
Liu Dong screamed and fell into the ring, defeated.
Xia Jingyu's eyes were waveless, and she slowly put down her fingers.
Whoosh -
"Ranked seventh, Xiaohua, play!"
Xia Jingyu raised her finger.
Ahh
"No. 6 Yang Ling, play!"
Xia Jingyu raised her finger.
Ahh
Ranked fifth, Durin fell in the Forest of Sin.
"Ranked fourth, Zhang Qian!"
Zhang Qian, the peak of the Seventh Heaven, is only one step away from being a powerhouse of the Eighth Heaven!
swept into the ring, Zhang Qian stood with her hands in her hands, both women, and it was inevitable that she would be jealous of Xia Jingyu's beauty, and even more jealous of her world-class appearance.
"Senior Sister Xia's strength is acceptable, Senior Sister will let you make three moves. Zhang Qian smiled, meaning sarcasm.
With her sevenfold peak strength, it is enough to crush Xia Jingyu's sevenfold heavenly masterpiece.
Xia Jingyu shook her head and looked indifferent: "No need, just defeat you with one move." β
Zhang Qian was embarrassed, and immediately there was a hint of ridicule on the corner of her mouth: "The strength is not good, it will only be tempting with color, I heard that Senior Brother Su Yu was seduced by you and is willing to die for you, right?"
Xia Jingyu's delicate body trembled, and her eyes surrounded the cold wind and snow, flashing waves.
She did not refute, she did not explain, and she did not justify.
Su Yu did die for her.
This is a pain she will never forget!
Zhang Qian was proud in her heart, and sneered: "I think Senior Brother Su Yu is too, he doesn't want to be fooled by a woman, he is affectionate when he says it well, and he is simple in his mind and has developed limbs. β
Qiu Changjian frowned, implying dissatisfaction, people die greatly, Zhang Qian insulted Su Yu like this, is she not ashamed?
It's just that it's a ring match at the moment, and he has no right to interfere.
Even if you have the right, it's inconvenient.
Zhang Qian is the eighth ranked saint, Liu Qing's woman.
In the past, Zhang Qian was helpless, with average qualifications, but she was beautiful and moving, it happened that Liu Qing liked women, Zhang Qian climbed up, fell willingly, and became a plaything under Liu Qing's crotch.
With Liu Qing as a support, among the quasi-saints, no one provokes.
Even if it's Long Xiaoyue, let her score three points.
In the ring, in Xia Jingyu's snowy eyes, the cold light flashed suddenly.
After taking the stage, he opened his mouth for the first time.
The voice was hoarse and cold, angry and murderous: "Whoever insults others, die!"
insulting her, Xia Jingyu was indifferent.
Insulting Su Yu is Xia Jingyu's reversal!
Dragons have reverse scales, and they will kill if they touch it!
Such murderous words came from Xia Jingyu, who was as tranquil as a fairy in a painting!
Qiu Changjian and Long Xiaoyue were stunned, and Xia Jingyu really changed.
Killing the cold temperament, it is by no means the quiet and soft she who once faded out of the dust.
Zhang Qian smiled coldly: "What about insults? Kill me, what are you? vixen!"
Whoosh -
"Let Senior Sister see, apart from a commotion, what else can you be proud of!"
"Peak Seal!"
Zhang Qian's palms are like butterflies, and between the flights, the phantom shadows of the two pretty peaks come out.
It's like a mountain pressing, persecuting people's hearts, and it's heartbreaking.
"Holy Rank Exercises, Third Layer!"
Worthy of being a terrifying powerhouse ranked fourth!
Xia Jingyu's shadow stands, like an ice sculpture.
In a pair of eyes, such a terrifying blow was not reflected.
Its clear eyes are only thick with murderous power!
"Whoever insults others, die!"
The hoarse voice, with the meaning of coldness, pierced through the sky.
Hmmmββ
Xia Jingyu embodied herself as a natural artistic conception, enveloping all directions.
"Holy Taste, Holy Will!"
The audience was shocked!
Qiu Changjian's face was shocked, Xia Jingyu actually reached the saint level in terms of holy will?
"Finger of flowers!"
Xia Jingyu's eyes were cold, and she raised her finger.
Poofββ
Ahh
Zhang Qian, who sneered, suddenly burst a blood hole in her chest, and a blood flower erupted from her body.
"I admit defeat!" Zhang Qian's scalp was numb, and her back was cold, if this finger was half a minute deeper, it would break her heart!
Whoosh -
Zhang Qian quickly retreated, wanting to sweep off the ring.
However, to the surprise of no one, it was unexpected.
In the ring where serious injuries are not allowed and it is forbidden to fight, when Zhang Qian has already admitted defeat, Xia Jingyu will not let go!
"Die, die, die!!" Xia Jingyu still has the gentleness she once had, like a cold goddess at the moment, with infinite killing opportunities!
Puff puff puff -
Five fingers connected the dots, and Zhang Qianjiao's body was instantly opened with dozens of blood holes!
A body of blood, seventy percent of it was drained!
Even if she doesn't die, Zhang Qian will lose her ability to fight!
However, Xia Jingyu did not stop at all, but rushed to kill them all!
That fierce killing machine, if you don't achieve your goal, you will never give up!
"Finger the flowers!" a cold voice pierced through the sky.
Even if it is the autumn long sword, it is too late to stop it!
No one can stop Xia Jingyu, who has a big killing intent!
"Hmph!" an indifferent snort came from the Holy King's Palace!
Xia Jingyu snorted, blood spilling from the corners of her mouth.
A holy product and holy will, so it collapsed.
Crunchββ
The stone door of the Holy King's Hall opens leisurely.
A pale old man sitting cross-legged, his eyes were flat, staring at Xia Jingyu.
The Holy King of the World, appear!
Xia Jingyu's eyes were like electricity, and she shot coldly!
The saints did not dare to look at them directly, but Xia Jingyu was not afraid, and looked at the holy king of the world coldly.
"Do you hate me?" The old eyes of the Holy King of the world saw through everything in the world, and from Xia Jingyu's eyes, he saw hatred.
"Yes!" Xia Jingyu did not hide the hatred in her heart,
"Because it's blocking you?" said the Human Saint King indifferently.
"No!" Xia Jingyu shook her head, her cold and snowy eyes were full of hatred: "You, hurt Su Yu!"
If there was no oppression from the Holy King of the World, Su Yu would not have taken risks and gone deep into the Forest of Sin, let alone fall!
"You want to kill me?" The old eyes of the Holy King of the world are old, and there are no waves in the ancient well.
"Yes!" Xia Jingyu's eyes were absolutely sharp, although she was a woman, she said thousands of heroes and indescribable courage: "If I don't die, one day, I will take your life!
Up and down the ring, there was an uproar, and then it fell silent!
Throughout the past and present, if you dare to say the words of killing the Holy King in person, only Xia Jingyu is alone.
"I have had his death. Surprisingly, the human saint king did not get angry, but glanced at the desolate quasi-saints, whose number had plummeted, and there was a deep apology in the depths of his eyes.
"You hate me, kill me, whatever you want, if, you have the ability to do this in the future......" The Holy King of the Human World looked away, slowly closed his eyes, and said indifferently: "Competition, continue!"
The hearts of the people are awe-inspiring!
Xia Jingyu violated the taboo in the ring first, and said the killing intent in front of her later.
The Holy King has written it off!
Countless people's hearts were shocked, and they could feel that this was the Holy King's reparation for Xia Jingyu because of his inner apology.
Su Yu's death, the Holy King apologized.
Xia Jingyu retracted her gaze, her cold and snowy eyes looked up at the snowy sky, and said indifferently: "Next!"
Whoosh -
A proud and delicate body jumped into the ring, it was Long Xiaoyue.
The peak of the Eight Heavens, non-Xia Jingyu can resist.
"Jingyu, don't be like this, people can't be resurrected after death, you don't need to spoil yourself. Long Xiaoyue couldn't bear it.
Xia Jingyu looked at her, her eyes were slightly soft, but her voice was still hoarse and cold: "You, I don't understand." β
That was Su Yu's last wish when he was dying.
With her eyes, she saw a fairy, and with her heart, she conveyed a sentence of "I have never failed you." β
His last wish, Xia Jingyu is willing to defend it with his life!
"Then let's make a move!" Long Xiaoyue sympathized, but would not give up his qualification to challenge the saints.
Only the king of would-be saints can challenge the true saints.
Last year, she was defeated.
This year, it's the last chance.
Xia Jingyu took out five pills in his back.
This is the elixir that Su Yu gave her before he died.
As soon as he looked up, Xia Jingyu Xiu was ready to break through on the spot.
Long Xiaoyue was slightly startled, and said, "I'll wait for you to complete the breakthrough." β
"Not necessarily. Xia Jingyu shook her head.
Long Xiaoyue was helpless, even if Xia Jingyu broke through the peak of the Seven Heavens, she was not her opponent.
"In that case, Senior Sister Xia be careful. Long Xiaoyue sighed.
"Like a fish in water. β
Hmmmββ
Long Xiaoyue's body is integrated into nature, and from a distance, it seems that she is the nature of heaven and earth.
"Holy Divine Intent! Long Xiaoyue actually comprehended the Holy Intent!" Everyone was surprised, Long Xiaoyue was so deeply hidden, it was surprising.
Qiu Changjian secretly exclaimed: "Compared with last year, Long Xiaoyue has made great progress, if he can break through the shackles of cultivation and step into the ranks of true saints, there should be no suspense." β
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