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Chapter 66 The Reliance of Flowing Cloud Sect

Failed!"

Cao Man sighed. But the battle was not over. More specifically, Xu Shaolong had no intention of stopping. He walked and rushed to Xiao Zhan, stepped on the latter's chest with a kick. With a click, the sound of bone breaking came out. "Wow~" Xiao Zhan immediately vomited blood. Everyone's eyes widened. This scene was beyond everyone's expectations. Xiao Zhan was already defeated. Not only did Xu Shaolong not stop, he also took the opportunity to take a ruthless move, shattering Xiao Zhan's sternum and causing him to suffer severe damage. Although it was not fatal, within three or five months, Xiao Zhan's injuries could not be healed. The disciples of Qingling Sect's eyes were full of blood. They were filled with righteous indignation and cursed. "Shameless!"

Cao Man gritted his teeth and spitted out two words. The second elder's face was cold. Long Feiyu's hands slowly clenched into fists. Xu Chen's eyes gradually became cold. At this moment, the disciples of Qingling Sect who had been suppressed for a long time finally broke out. He went from thousands of miles to attend the exchange meeting. He was first received and humiliated by a disciple of Liuyun Sect, and then arranged to be in a remote and narrow courtyard to be treated coldly. Now, the disciples of Liuyun Sect are ruthless again. It is unbearable! The second elder suppressed his anger and asked coldly, "At the exchange meeting, is this disciple of Liuyun Sect going too hard, and the victory or defeat has been decided, and he still pursues his opponent seriously, seriously hurting his opponent. This is the behavior of Liuyun Sect?"

An elder of Liuyun Sect smiled and replied: "Warriors will inevitably suffer casualties when they compete. The exchange meeting is that killing is not allowed, and it is not that they cannot hurt their opponents? If Qingling Sect is worried about being injured, you don't have to attend the exchange meeting, let alone take the stage to compete. Moreover, you said that the winner has been decided, why don't I know? I didn't hear the Qingling Sect disciples admit defeat."

"You..." The second elder was so angry that his beard trembled. At the same time, on the ring, Xu Shaolong looked provocatively at the direction where the disciples of Qingling Sect were located, then stepped on Xiao Zhan's cheek, condescendingly, and asked: "Do you admit defeat?"

He didn't give Xiao Zhan a chance to speak at all. He suddenly exerted force under his feet. With a thunderous sound, half of Xiao Zhan's face was covered in blood and a painful humming sounded from his throat. "It's too much!"

Long Feiyu gritted his teeth in anger. "Abstaining from defeat!"

When Xu Shaolong was about to take action again, the second elder immediately spoke and admitted defeat for Xiao Zhan. Xu Shaolong reluctantly retracted his right foot and sneered at the seriously injured Xiao Zhan: "You are lucky."

"Get off the stage!"

He kicked Xiao Zhan out of the ring like a dead dog. "Swish!"

A figure rushed to the ring. "Han Li, the ninth inner sect of Liuyun Sect, challenged Liu Yan of Qingling Sect."

"call out!"

Another figure rushed to the ring, clasped his fists and challenged loudly in the direction where Qingling Sect was located, "Tang Mo, the eighth inner sect of Liuyun Sect, challenges Dongfang Sheng, a disciple of Qingling Sect."

"Swish swish swish swish!!!"

Without waiting for everyone to react from the shock, people walked out of the direction where Liuyun Sect was located, took the stage, and then challenged loudly. "The seventh Tong of the inner sect of Liuyun Sect wins, challenge Guo Yi, a disciple of Qingling Sect."

"The sixth Zhou Yong, an inner disciple of Liuyun Sect, challenged Li Ping, a disciple of Qingling Sect."

"The inner disciple of Liuyun Sect..." "... Challenge Fang Yi..." "... Challenge Sun Yuan..." "... Challenge Long Feiyu..." "..." "..." Eight people rushed to the arena in a row. Their goals were unified. All challenged the inner disciple of Qingling Sect. Xiao Zhan, who was tenth in the inner sect of Qingling Sect, had been defeated. No one challenged Xu Chen, the first one, was challenged at the same time. The whole audience was in an uproar. Countless people realized a problem. Liuyun Sect attacked Qingling Sect. The two sects were as powerful as water and fire. Unexpectedly, the struggle was so fierce. After everyone was shocked, they were ecstatic and anticipated. Direct collisions between the two major sects are rare. Liuyun Sect and Qingling Sect, the younger generation, is stronger, and today, there will be a result. The direction where Qingling Sect is located is quiet. The next moment, a figure soared into the sky and shouted: "Liu Yan, a disciple of Qingling Sect, respond!"

Guo Yi rushed out. "Guo Yi, take the challenge!"

Li Ping, Fang Yi, Sun Yuan, Long Feiyu and others all responded to the battle. No one avoided the battle. Even if they knew they were defeated, they had to go to the stage to fight. Because they represented not only themselves, but also the entire sect, eight arenas, and eight battles. All the people from all sides of the field were extremely excited. "Boom!"

The battle broke out first in the arena where Sun Yuan was. Sun Yuan held his big hand and a sword appeared in his hand. He jumped up, swung the sword in his hand straight, and the three-meter sword light surged into the sky and slashed hard at the enemy opposite. "Boom boom boom boom!!!"

The other seven arenas erupted in fierce battles. Everyone in the field was dazzled for a moment. Eight battles were very fierce. I don’t know which battle to see. Sun Yuan’s sword in his hand was very sharp and domineering, with a sword energy scattered, and the opponent who slashed backwards. Compared with the inner gate, Fang Yi’s understanding of the mystery of gold has become deeper. The golden sword energy slashed out by the sword in his hand was more sharp and his destructive power was amazing. His opponent had only the ability to resist. Long Feiyu was useless even with Long Hua, and his opponent was constantly retreating with a pair of iron fists. The gun in Li Ping stabbed out repeatedly.

The shadows were flying all over the sky, making the opponent unable to get close, but they played a similar game. Bo Tianxiong, Dongfang Sheng, Guo Yi, and Liu Yan either had a equal share of the opponent, or fell into a disadvantage. In short, in the eight battles, the Qingling Sect had a slightly superior position. However... Xu Chen noticed that the elders of the Liuyun Sect had a calm expression, smiled at the corner of their mouth, and looked like they were sure to win. What's going on? Xu Chen was puzzled. Liuyun Sect was aimed at Qingling Sect with such a big fanfare. If this was the case, wouldn't it be a shame for himself? "Fang Yi is going to win!"

Cao Man suddenly said. The golden sword light slashed down hard on the ring where Fang Yi was. With a click, the disciple of Liuyun Sect who was fighting with Fang Yi was cut into two pieces. Even the weapons were cut off. The outcome of the battle was decided. Most people present thought so. Xu Chen keenly noticed that the disciple of Liuyun Sect who was fighting with Fang Yi had a sneer on the corner of his mouth. "The battle is not over yet."

Xu Chen said in a deep voice. "It's not over yet?"

Cao Man looked at Xu Chen in confusion. He didn't understand why the other party said that. No matter how he thought, Fang Yi had the absolute advantage. Could it be that the other party still had a trump card? Just when this doubt arose in Cao Man's heart, something happened suddenly on the arena where Fang Yi was. A huge black axe suddenly appeared in his opponent's hand. The giant axe slashed out. "Boom!"

The axe blade burst out the air and shattered the golden sword light. "Puchi!"

Fang Yiru was hit hard, blood flew in his chest, and he vomited blood in his mouth, and flew backwards. "What?!"

Cao Man's eyes were wide open, and his face was disbelief. Xu Chen stared at the huge black axe that had slashed Fang Yi, and said slowly: "Spiritual weapon!"

At the same time, there is no shortage of knowledgeable people in the field. "It's a spiritual weapon!"

"Lower-grade spiritual weapon!"

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd. Spiritual weapons are too rare. Not to mention martial artists in Qi Condensation Realm, even those in the True Qi Realm have few. Some small forces may not be able to come up with a spiritual weapon. "The martial artists in Qi Condensation Realm hold low-grade spiritual weapons and their combat power will increase by at least 30%. Fang Yi from Liuyun Sect will lose without any wickedness."

Someone said this. Just when everyone was surprised by a spiritual weapon, another change occurred on the ring. Sun Yuan's sword in his hand was cut into two pieces with a click, and a knife mark appeared on his chest. Sun Yuan's opponent, at some point, had a red sword in his hand. The sword was extremely dazzling and exuded a blazing breath. It looked like it was not an ordinary person.
Chapter completed!
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