Come on, I don’t dare to count on Senior Aunt Jiang and Junior Junior Uncle, so let’s continue dragging this out.
Anyway, they can win even if the Lingxiao sect's spiritual power is exhausted.
The Lingxiao faction on the opposite side obviously realized this, so they decisively changed their tactics.
Since the Sword-Leaving Formation cannot be defeated from the outside, then it must be disintegrated from the inside!
Qiu Song winked at the person next to him, "Kong Hao, come on!"
"okay."
Kong Hao immediately understood and walked out to stand opposite Ying Ziru, showing off his spiritual weapon in a fancy way.
"Oh, these shoes can actually increase speed! Oh, how come this belt can also use magic! Oh, this jade crown..."
Seeing that his spiritual weapon was on someone else's body, and the other party used it to show off to him in various ways, Ying Ziru's eyes turned red with anger, and he couldn't help shouting: "Damn it, I'll kill you!"
As he said that, he ignored the maintenance of the sword formation and rushed out with his sword.
After Ying Zuru left, the sword formation automatically collapsed and was no longer as indestructible as before...
"Ying Ziru! Come back!"
Xia Chenqing shouted quickly, wanting to call back Ying Ziru who had left his post without permission, and reorganize the No Leaving Sword Formation.
However, Ying Ziru turned a deaf ear to this and just wanted to kill Kong Hao and get back his spiritual weapon.
"Ten thousand ices turn into swords!"
Ying Ziru directly used his strongest sword move. His natal sword, the Frozen Sword, transformed into countless ice swords and stabbed at Kong Hao overwhelmingly!
Kong Hao was not panicked. His strength was not very high. He was only in the middle stage of the Dan Formation Realm. However... compared to Ying Ziru, who was in the early stage of the Dan Formation Realm, he was still a little stronger.
"A low-grade magic technique of the Xuan level, Earth Collapse Technique!"
In an instant, a wall of earth rose from the ground, blocking the path of Bing Jian.
Swish swish——
The ice sword was pierced into the earth wall, and just after it touched the earth wall, it collapsed as the earth wall disappeared!
How, how is it possible?
Was his sword move so easily broken?
Ying Ziru had a look of surprise on his face, but before he could use his next move, he saw Kong Hao on the opposite side smiled evilly and poured spiritual power into his belt.
A flash of yellow light!
An ice pick appeared out of thin air and stabbed Ying Zisu.
Ying Ziru couldn't avoid it and was hit by an ice pick, turning into a human-shaped ice sculpture and unable to move at all.
"Despicable! You actually used my spiritual weapon to hit me!"
Now, all Ying Ziru's body can move except his mouth.
Kong Hao was not embarrassed at all, "Since it can hurt you, it means it is not your spiritual weapon."
Before the Taichu Sword Sect had time to save Ying Ziru, Qiu Song on the side quickly threw out the long whip in his hand and rolled Ying Ziru under his feet.
Putting his foot on Ying Ziru's chest, Qiu Song looked at the opposite side provocatively, "People from Taichu Sword Sect, you'd better surrender quickly, otherwise don't blame me for killing him!"
"this……"
Xia Chenqing frowned slightly.
The outcome of the game is very important, but the life of Ying Zuizi is also very important. If one of them is not handled well, the already unharmonious relationship between Taichu Sword Sect and Paradise Palace will become like fire and water.
What should I do?
Just when everyone was hesitant, Jiang Deng laughed and said, "You'd better do it."
Qiu Song glared and said with murderous intent: "I'm not kidding you, I will really kill him!"
As he spoke, he crushed Ying Ziru's chest with his feet. Poor Ying Ziru was frozen into an ice sculpture and could not resist at all. He could only make a weak cry for help.
Jiang Deng raised his eyebrows and said, "But before you take action, let me kindly remind you."
"Ying Ziru is not only a disciple of my Taichu Sword Sect, but also the young palace master of the Paradise Palace. If you are not afraid of finishing the competition and not being able to get out of the Paradise Palace, then just take action."
"This..." Qiu Song hesitated.
There is no mercy on the martial arts stage, just click and stop. If the person captured is really an ordinary disciple of Taichu Sword Sect, they will kill him, but the key point is that this person is the young palace master of Paradise Palace.
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If he really killed them, it would be tantamount to going against the Paradise Palace. The Palace Master of the Paradise Palace has a good relationship with the Territory Lord. If this matter comes to the Territory Lord, wouldn't their Lingxiao Sect be doomed?
How do they decide?
Seeing Qiu Song's hesitation, Xia Chenqing immediately seized the opportunity, raised his sword and shouted: "Come on! Save Junior Brother!"
The six people behind him responded in unison and rushed towards the Lingxiao faction on the opposite side.
In an instant, more than ten people were fighting together. The scene was like a chaotic fight, with no beauty or order.
The audience in the audience were all stunned when they saw this.
Is this the style of the three major sects? Why is it so special?
Seeing the Taichu Sword Sect, which has only a small number of people, gradually falling into a disadvantage, some people even directly mocked, "Isn't the Taichu Sword Sect the number one sect? With this strength?"
"We are about to lose to the third-ranked Lingxiao Sect. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, it is really worse than the last generation."
"Alas, it seems that the overall situation has been decided."
Jiang Roushui, who was sitting in the audience, had a very dark face. It was a pity that he had carefully arranged the tactics. As long as these disciples could maintain the sword formation, they would be able to defeat the opponent sooner or later!
But the result turned out to be like this...
Jiang Roushui couldn't help but hold his forehead. He really didn't want to know these people, especially Jiang Deng and Lin Jun who hadn't moved much since they came on stage.
First, the Taichu Sword Sect's formation fell apart, and then the Taichu Sword Sect fought with fewer enemies and was about to lose.
Qiu Song was secretly feeling proud in his heart, when suddenly the situation of the battle changed.
Jiang Deng and Lin Jun take action!
The two of them stood on tiptoe almost at the same time and rushed towards the Lingxiao Sect on the opposite side.
Jiang Deng slashed at the Lingxiao sect disciple who was approaching him with a sword. He turned his head and asked, "I think the result of the competition is more important. We can also choose another time to show off life and death. What do you think?"
Lin Jun nodded in agreement, "That's exactly what I meant."
This is only the penultimate game. If he loses now, it would be too fun. The next game will be the critical moment for his performance.
Next, in order to prevent the other from sneak attacks, neither of them paid attention to the other, and both rushed to the battlefield as quickly as possible.
Wen Yan was fighting against Qiu Song, who was at the peak of the Dan Formation Realm. Qiu Song not only knew how to use spiritual arts, but he also danced with a long whip like the wind.
Youdao is every inch longer and every inch stronger, Qiu Song's long whip just restrained Wen Yan's gentleman's sword.
The long whip struck at a tricky angle, Wen Yan couldn't avoid it, and was hit in the chest by the tail of the whip. His spiritual clothes were cut open, and bright red blood instantly spilled out.
Wen Yan covered her chest and couldn't help but take two steps back.
At this time, Jiang Deng came to Wen Yan and said without looking back: "I'll meet him, and you go help the others."
"Okay, Peak Master Jiang, be careful."
Wen Yan nodded and turned to help Jiang Zhi who was under siege.
"Well done!"
As soon as Qiu Song saw Jiang Deng, he thought of how Jiang Deng had humiliated him before, and his teeth itched with hatred.
Since you are looking for death, don't blame him for not knowing how to show mercy!
"Look at the whip!"
Qiu Song waved his long whip and swung it at Jiang Deng's neck at a tricky angle.