The male cultivator didn't talk nonsense, and when he raised his hand, he shot out an ink light, but it was a pitch-black chain, which met with the Cold Moon Cold Ice Sword in the air and became entangled. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Liu Qinghuan manipulated the Cold Moon Cold Ice Sword with his divine sense, blocking the chain like a spiritual snake, and at the same time, he flicked two fingers of his right hand!

The battle platform was only twenty zhang in size, and I saw a flash of inspiration in the blink of an eye, and it only took a breath to reach the male cultivator.

Although the male cultivator controlled the chains in the air with all his might, he had been paying attention to Liu Qinghuan's movements and was always on guard. Now seeing that the blinking needle is so fast, he can't help but be shocked! He couldn't dodge, so he had to frantically inject spiritual power into the spiritual power cover, only to see that the spiritual light on his body was flourishing, and the spiritual power cover was condensed by three points.

Liu Qinghuan's face was expressionless, and two fingers flicked again, and two blinking needles flashed at the same time.

The two layers of protection of the male cultivator were instantly penetrated under the power of the three blinking needles, reaching the center of the eyebrows!

There was an uproar in the audience!

Liu Qinghuan made a satisfactory move, and the three points of aura returned to his sleeve.

In the past, his cultivation was low, and he always beat the strong with the weak, and the blink needle could only be used for the most critical blow. Now that the cultivation is high, and it is the same level, the blink needle can finally exert the sharpness that it should have, and let Liu Qinghuan win two competitions at a very fast speed.

The next one on the stage was a male cultivator with a thin face, who practiced qi at the ninth level, and as soon as he came to the stage, he looked at Liu Qinghuan and sneered: "Senior brother's flying needle is so powerful, but I don't know if I can break my five dragon flags!" raised his hand and beckoned a black flag to protect him.

With an ugly roar, a long snake composed of black gas sprang out from the five dragon flags, bending and swimming like a black dragon, majestic and majestic. It flew into the air and opened its mouth to Liu Qinghuan and hissed, bringing a gust of wind.

Liu Qinghuan frowned slightly, and a gravity technique under his feet resisted the wind. At the same time, he took out a bone fan and threw it, and the bone fan broke down into several bone spurs, and shot at the black qi long snake in a volley.

The black gas snake shook its head and tail in the air, trying to dodge the bone spurs that shot at it, but it was so large that no matter how it dodged, it couldn't avoid the bone spurs.

"Puff puff!" Several holes as large as bowls appeared on the black snake's body, but it only shook its body, and those holes were filled with black again, only slightly lighter. It wagged its tail and pounced on Liu Qinghuan.

Liu Qinghuan's wind boots flashed on his feet, and he quickly retreated, and at the same time, his clothes flicked off, and nine blinking needles came out together, and several bone spurs danced wildly around the black gas long snake, and soon the long snake was full of holes and leaking air everywhere. In the end, he couldn't maintain his form anymore and turned into wisps of black gas and dissipated.

The middle-aged Zhuji monk who was guarding the platform glanced at Liu Qinghuan with some surprise, there are many Qi cultivation disciples who can manipulate two attack magic weapons at the same time, but there are not many who can control two complete sets of attack magic weapons at the same time. It's just because the complete set of magic weapons requires higher and more refined divine consciousness.

The thin male cultivator was shocked when he saw this, and when he saw the bone spurs and flying needles shooting at him, he quickly pinched the trick with both hands, and the five dragon flags swelled and became larger, and the thick black sprayed out, covering his whole person.

To the surprise of the middle-aged foundation building cultivator even more, Liu Qinghuan summoned the Cold Moon Cold Ice Sword again, and three magic weapons slashed and cut wildly around that cloud of black qi!

Only then did the onlookers in the audience react, and some people didn't believe their eyes, and asked the people next to him: "Is he manipulating three attack magic weapons at the same time?"

The person next to him nodded with an incredulous expression and asked back, "Can you manipulate three pieces at the same time?"

"What are you kidding! Three more, even if it's two, it's not easy to control and operate freely!"

The two looked at each other, and one of them muttered, "How strong is this person's divine sense?!"

He didn't know much about how strong Liu Qinghuan's divine sense was, but he only knew that when he practiced the third layer of qi, he could play several vine techniques in one go. As for the limit, he hasn't tested it yet.

However, it was the first time he tried to manipulate three attack weapons at the same time, and he felt that he still had some strength left.

The skinny male cultivator finally couldn't resist surrendering in such a wild bombardment, but his five dragon flags were turned into a rotten cloth and completely wasted.

When he stepped down, he glared at Liu Qinghuan resentfully: "Senior Brother Liu, right, I remember you!"

Liu Qinghuan smiled and put it behind.

After he stepped down, a bright and moving woman flew up from the stage, and generously saluted Liu Qinghuan, and said crisply: "Senior Brother Liu, the little woman is Qi Yuzhu of Mingyue Pavilion, practicing qi at the eighth level, and I also ask my senior brother to show mercy." ”

Liu Qinghuan returned the salute, but did not express his position.

The woman took out two fans, and with a slight wave, she brought out several fluttering spirit flowers, and when she turned around, there were colorful spirit flowers flying all over the sky.

Liu Qinghuan didn't dare to be careless and took precautions, but found that those spirit flowers were really just spirit flowers, and they looked good. And the sword qi stabbed by the other party was also soft, and there was no sharpness.

Liu Qinghuan frowned, and saw Qi Yuzhu flying on the stage like a dance, and her graceful posture was like a heavenly maiden descending to earth, which caused the male cultivators in the audience to cheer.

He glanced at the audience, and it was not good to end this performance-like competition with a sword, so he endured it and just took a break.

Qi Yuzhu flew all over the field, constantly striking a string of spirit flower-like sword qi to attack Liu Qinghuan. saw that Liu Qinghuan only flicked his sleeves, and then turned the sword gas away.

The sly color in her eyes flashed, her figure turned around again, and then she turned around and shook her hands! A cold transparent sword qi instantly pounced on Liu Qinghuan.

didn't want the other party to just glance at her, and with a wave of her right hand, the sword qi dissipated like a gust of wind.

Qi Yuzhu was unwilling, and the next sword qi became more and more fierce one by one, changing the previous soft and soft situation, and there was a tendency to become stronger and stronger.

What kind of swordsmanship is this? Liu Qinghuan was slightly surprised in his heart, if it was placed on the life and death struggle outside, it would be the difference between life and death in an instant. If this sword technique takes such a long time to prepare, it will be a big loss. However, it may also be that Qi Yuzhu did this on purpose.

Liu Qinghuan was impatient and continued to drag on, there were too many changes in the test field, who didn't have one or two means to bet on the bottom of the box, and besides, this was the fourth competition, he didn't want to waste too much spiritual power.

With a deep chill, the Cold Moon Ice Sword shattered the shadows in the sky and slashed through it with a sword!

As Liu Qinghuan's offensive suddenly intensified, Qi Yuzhu could no longer maintain his previous good-looking posture, and was a little in a hurry.

She bit her teeth lightly, and with a sharp turn, the fan in her hand was thrown out violently, throwing it into the sky like a spinning wind wheel, shooting out several sword qis, each of which was as white as electricity.

Liu Qinghuan moved quickly, and nine blinking needles flew out of his sleeve, approaching Qi Yuzhu's door.

In the next two games, the opponent was not too strong, Liu Qinghuan won it quickly, and no one played for a while, so he hurriedly sat down to recover his spiritual power.

Offstage was another scene.

"Whoever has an iron talisman or a talisman, lend me one. I am Gao Xiaozhong of Tianxing Peak, with a guarantee of personality, borrow one and return two!" A ninth-level Qi cultivator flew up slightly and shouted loudly to the onlookers.

Someone who knew him smiled and said, "Senior Brother Gao Xiaozhong, what are you doing?"

"Well, isn't it my turn to play right away. Gao Xiaozhong said with a sad face: "The flying needle of that kid on the stage is too powerful, and the defense means I prepared are not enough, so I am only temporarily asking my brothers to borrow it." Senior Brother Chen, do you have one?"