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Chapter 121: Winning

After the fighting lasted for about an hour, the overwhelming blue light in the ring was finally suppressed by the white light little by little for the first time, Du Chun's body retreated again and again, and the sword light of the Blue Spirit Immortal Sword in his hand became weaker and weaker.

On the other hand, the clouds are begging for darkness, the white light is getting stronger and stronger, and the energy of chopping dust like a thousand years of momentum completely bursts out at this moment, and the powerful spiritual power is overwhelming, almost overwhelming Du Chun without the power to fight back.

Originally, Du Chun could at least hold on for more than half an hour, and even the person who was most likely to be forced out of the sheath so far, but unfortunately, she still didn't have a scene of pressure, and actually urged Qiankun to attack Yun Qiyou with a sword.

If the two of them are almost the same, this move is understandable, but Yun Qi Youdao itself is a cut above Du Chun, plus the dust in his hand, even if he is not out of the sheath, the prosperity of spiritual power is still comparable to the magic weapon of the fairy sword of other friends. In addition, the dust cutting itself is a gold-based magic weapon, and it is better than the water-based magic weapon Immortal Sword in terms of urging and compressing the Qiankun Sword.

Therefore, Du Chun's condensed Qiankun sword, in fact, is not as powerful as Yun Qiyou's sword, at the moment when the two swords collided, Yun Qiyou did not suffer any damage, and he could quickly stabilize his body under that air wave.

Du Chun can't do it, because Qiankun's sword is not as good as Yun Qiyou's sword, at the moment when the sword light collides, she is immediately tumbled by the shock's qi and blood, and when the energy explodes, it forms an air wave that sweeps in all directions, and she is immediately shocked and retreats again and again, thus losing the opportunity and being passive everywhere.

Even so, Du Chun still didn't give up, and for a quarter of an hour after losing the opportunity and turning passive, she defended with all her might with the Blue Spirit Sword, trying to block Yun Qiyou's fast attack.

With a flash of white light, Du Chun had been forced to the northern edge of the ring, and his back was already tightly leaning against the enchantment water curtain.

Bang!

The white light flickered, and Yun Qiyou stabbed out with a sword, directly stabbing at the edge of Du Chun's head, and the tip of the scabbard was on top of the enchantment water curtain, less than five inches away from Du Chun's neck!

Du Chun's face was as dead as ashes, her chest rose and fell violently, she knew that Yun Qiyou's move was obviously compatible, if it was a life-and-death fight, this sword would not be next to her head, but a sword would pierce her throat.

On the stage, off the stage, there was suddenly a dead silence.

The white light dissipated, the blue light also disappeared, and there was only the northern edge of the ring, Du Chun's back was against the enchantment water curtain, Yun Qi Youping raised his sword, and the scabbard was on top of the enchantment water curtain beside Du Chun.

After a long time, a bitter smile appeared on Du Chun's delicate but incomparably pale cheeks.

She said softly: "Senior Sister Yun is so powerful, I lost." ”

Yun Qiyou slowly retracted the dust, looked at Du Chun deeply for a while, and said lightly: "You originally had the strength to force me to draw my sword, but unfortunately you have been cultivating in the mountains all year round, and you have little experience in battle. ”

Du Chun smiled even more bitterly and said, "Thank you Senior Sister Yun for your advice, I remember." ”

The cheers from the audience were higher and higher, the fighting method between the two just now was indeed wonderful, and in the end, Yun Qiyou still did not draw his sword, and Du Chun's performance in the early stage did have many outstanding places, and many disciples who came to line up last night to occupy a place shouted that it was worth it!

The arbitration elder came to the stage to announce that Yun Qiyou had won and successfully advanced to the top five, and then announced that the disciples Ye Xiaochuan and Gu Pan'er who would compete next after a stick of incense were ready.

Outside the main hall, many elders and expatriate seniors were talking about the battle between Yun Qiyou and Du Chun just now, most of them nodded in praise, and many elders even got up to congratulate the still water master.

The Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox Demon Boy heard the arbitration elder in the ring announce the list of the next competition, and a gentle and soft smile appeared on his cheeks.

She smiled and said, "Drunken Lao, your disciple is going to play next." ”

The drunken Taoist smiled bitterly and said, "I hope he doesn't lack arms and legs." ”

The Flowing Wave Fairy said on the side: "What do you mean by this?"

The drunken Taoist didn't speak, but just glanced at Master Jing Xuan who was sitting on the chair intentionally or unintentionally, and at this moment Master Jing Xuan was expressionless, as if he didn't care about the next battle of his disciple Gu Pan'er.

Perhaps sensing the gaze of the drunken Taoist, Master Jingxuan looked sideways slightly, and also glanced at the drunken Taoist, and the drunken Taoist hurriedly looked away, not daring to look again.

The grievances between Gu Pan'er and Ye Xiaochuan have not been a day or two, and the people in the expatriate do not know, but most of the Cangyunmen disciples know more or less.

Therefore, most of the Cangyun Sect elders present were very calm about the drunken Daoist's words just now, and naturally understood the meaning of his words.

The deputy pavilion master of the Ethereal Pavilion, the beautiful love-breaking fairy Su Xiaoyan didn't understand the inside story, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Drunk, why do you have so little confidence in your disciple? After these rounds, the young man named Ye Xiaochuan under your door has performed outstandingly, his cultivation is profound, and he has won the true inheritance of Senior Brother, even if the opponent in this battle is Senior Sister Jingxuan's outstanding disciple Gu Pan'er's nephew, I am afraid that the outcome will be unpredictable." ”

Except for the more than ten elders of the Cangyun Sect, the elders of the other sects all nodded silently, obviously agreeing with what Su Xiaoyan said.

In the first four rounds, except for the third round of abstentions, Ye Xiaochuan defeated his opponent head-on in the other rounds, especially Sun Yao, one of the top ten favorites, which made them more optimistic about Ye Xiaochuan in their hearts, after all, this Sun Yao's Taoism is not much lower than Gu Paner.

The drunken Taoist smiled bitterly, and he didn't know how to answer Su Xiaoyan and the words of the Wandering Wave Fairy just now.

At this time, Cangyun head Yu Jizi suddenly said: "Senior Sister Su, you are profound, and your eyes are like torches, listening to what Senior Sister said just now, I don't know who Senior Sister Su thinks will win in the next game, Senior Nephew Ye or Senior Nephew Gu?"

The smile on Su Xiaoyan's face never went away, like a spring breeze, and there was a bit of gentleness in the warmth.

She smiled and said, "Senior Brother Yujizi, this is going to test me, this Cangyun Sword Technique has always been unique in the world, and its power is huge." But if you only talk about cultivation as Taoism, I feel that this Ye Xiaochuan Shaoxia is not as good as Fairy Gu Pan'er, but after these rounds, I always feel that the magic weapon fairy sword in the hands of this disciple under Senior Brother Drunk is a little unusual, and the ending of this fighting method competition is really not good, maybe it will be unexpected again. ”

Many people nodded slightly, obviously these senior elders watched it through several rounds of competition, and they all faintly felt that Ye Xiaochuan's Taoism was actually not high, and the blame was on the fairy sword in his hand with a completely dark body and an ancient style.

Yu Jizi's eyes flashed, but then disappeared instantly, smiled slightly, and didn't say anything.

The nine-tailed heavenly fox demon next to him glanced at each other silently, and they could see that a trace of worry and uneasiness seemed to flash in each other's eyes.