Chapter 89 Fierce battle

"drink!"

The moment the Venerable Zhan Jian said it, Qian Hu shouted loudly, and the long steel sword behind him immediately rose into the air, turning into a golden sword light, and slashed towards Ling Xian'er with a bang, as if there was no feeling of pity for the fragrance and jade.

The sword light flashed, and the sound of the explosion of air spread. It was a killer move with one move, and there was no reservation at all. I wanted to take the initiative with one move.

Looking at the golden light that broke out and a sword, Ling Xian'er's face did not change at all, and it seemed that she was still extremely cold. The steel sword behind her immediately turned into a purple light, blocking her from her.

"boom!"

A sound of true energy collision erupted loudly, which shocked everyone that Ling Xian'er actually completely resisted Qian Hu's sword with his own strength!

Seeing Ling Xian'er lightly blocking his powerful sword, Qian Hu's face was slightly stunned. However, before he could react, Ling Xian'er's figure moved, and he had already expected that the long steel sword of purple clouds flashing in his hand, which was shining behind Qian Hu with a sword, and the sword light shone down like a purple cloud.

Feeling the true energy behind him, Qian Hu naturally understood that the danger was coming.

At that moment, Qian Hu's eyes flashed by, and his body suddenly leaned forward. At the same time, the tiger's eyes flashed, and the golden steel sword in his hand immediately cracked away with a burst of powerful golden light.

"clang!"

As the sword light collided, Qian Hu's figure actually took three steps backwards behind him, and the blue bricks under his feet were also broken; and Ling Xian'er had not even retreated, and was still standing there, but her eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"It seems to be a little troublesome!"

Finally, during the game, Ling Xian'er felt a little tricky for the first time. After all, every time the opponent fought, he either gave up or was defeated by his sword.

"The Xuan-level mid-level sword technique - Crown of purple clouds!"

A brilliant purple light suddenly rushed straight into the sky, as if it was faintly covered by a purple nebula, which was thunderously facing Qian Hu!

The sword light was like a purple cloud, extremely powerful, and its power completely surpassed the mysterious primary sword technique used by Jiang Shufan before.

Sword Techniques require the right person, and they can completely explode their power, extremely powerful!

Facing such a powerful sword, it was like a purple cloud covering it. Qian Hu's eyes flashed with a terrifying light. The golden steel sword in his hand did not stop at all, and immediately burst out endless golden light, like thousands of golden lights, cracking towards the sword light shrouded under the purple cloud.

"The first-level sword technique of Xuan-level - Golden Light of the Scarlet Sun!"

Suddenly, two sword moves collided with each other. The purple cloud sword light fell, and the golden sword light dissipated. Then a figure drew a graceful arc from the air and suddenly threw it out of the ring.

This slightly sturdy figure seemed to be Qian Hu. Under this sword, there were many sword injuries on his body and he was unconscious. Although he was injured a lot, no move threatened his life.

"Sharp!"

A clanging sound echoed, and a purple light flashed by, turning into a purple light and entering the scabbard. The purple cloud disappeared in an instant.

Everything returned to peace, and the purple cloud seemed to have never happened at all, and it returned to peace!

Everything ends like this!

Seeing Ling Xian'er breaking the battle so quickly, Xu Hao's eyes flashed with light and sword light filled with light.

He really wants to try such an opponent to see if he is powerful or his Tongtian sword energy is powerful.

"No. 2 and No. 7, get on the ring!"

As the battle in the arena ended, Venerable Zhan Jian looked around slightly below and seemed to have a group of elite disciples who had been waiting a little impatiently.

After the words fell, two figures had already been prepared and flew up from the ring and landed steadily on the ring. The two of them looked at each other and could see bursts of light burst out from each other's eyes, and bursts of true energy burst out from their bodies.

"Guo Wushuang!"

"Feng Jiutian!"

As soon as the two elite disciples came on the stage, the aura on their bodies was completely emitted, and the long steel sword behind them had already risen up and was in their hands, and the true energy burst out.

"good!"

As the two elite disciples of Ming Dynasty actually burst out with a bang, some of the outer and inner disciples around the ring immediately echoed.

At this moment, although the two elite disciples on the arena are not strong competitors in the championship promotion competition, the energy level above the quarterfinals is definitely not mediocre, at least it means that the two have some status.

"The second battle between the quarterfinals will begin!"

With the order of the Venerable Zhan Jian, Guo Wushuang and Feng Jiutian, who were standing on the ring, moved with a loud bang, and immediately turned into a phantom, rushing towards the other party. The steel sword in his hand burst out with a burst of true energy, turning into a bright yellow and dark black light, colliding with a loud bang!

"Clang, Clang, Clang!"

With a bang, Guo Wushuang and the others immediately fought dozens of moves. Their strength was almost the same, so this battle was destined to be a stalemate. It was impossible to fight against Ling Xian'er and Qian Hu, and it would be possible to decide the outcome without a moment.

As the battle began, the bright yellow swords burst out from Guo Wushuang's hands, and extremely crazy sword lights burst out, constantly emitting powerful attacks. He used a mysterious sword move and attacked the opponent. The strength of his body and the power of the meridians and spiritual orifices were completely exploded, without any reservation!

Although the bright yellow sword in Guo Wushuang's hand attacked extremely fiercely, Feng Jiutian, whose steel sword in his hand turned into a series of black lights, was not a mediocre person. He stood on the ground like a rock, and the dark black sword in his hand built a series of sword nets, completely blocking the opponent's fierce attack, without any mistakes.

After all, every battle now involves their cultivation resources and the rewards for the competition. Both of them believe that they have shown their peak combat power and have no reservations at all.

In the fierce battle of one offense and one defense in the field, the bright yellow sword light and the dark black sword light were constantly intertwined, completely attracting most of the eyes under the ring.

"drink!"

And the cheers of shouting continued to gather together, and finally resounded over the ring like thunder.

At this moment, Peng Yun and Peng Qingying were both focused on watching the game between Guo Wushuang on the ring, and waves of light flashed across their faces. The sword lights were not wrong at all. Both of them were strong among the elite disciples, so naturally they knew the mystery of such a battle.
Chapter completed!