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Chapter 17 Fierce Battle

When the man in black robe heard this, his fair face, like a knife-like face, was covered with thin lips. His pale and bloodless lips were tightly pursed, but there was a faint playful smile at the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be sarcastic.

He seemed to be scornful and said lightly: "What qualifications do you have to challenge me?"

A burst of laughter sounded like silver bells, and when everyone looked around, they saw that the fiery red tights showed her proud figure to the fullest, with her snow-white wrists supporting her chin, her delicate and fair face, and her beauty.

Her facial features were painted with light makeup. The gorgeous ruby ​​crystal pendant headdress not only did not make her look vulgar, but made her more noble. She chuckled and said: "Brother, do you really want to challenge your sister? I'm so scared."

Everyone sighed, was this little witch of the Lin family still afraid?

At this moment, the young man seemed a little embarrassed by this sudden question, and his face began to turn red. He touched his nose with his hand and said loudly: "Don't misunderstand me. The second elder said that anyone has the qualifications to challenge you."

, and, as the first and second place, I think there is no reason for you to refuse!"

The man in black robe was speechless, his sharp eyes were full of coldness. The ghostly figure jumped up, raised his proud head, looked directly at the young man, and said angrily: "I hope you don't regret it!"

When the man in black robe jumped up, the woman in red was not to be outdone. She stepped lightly on her lotus feet, walked lightly, and made a rustling sound, just like a willow flower smiling at the beginning of her beauty. After a while, she came to the stage and looked at it with a smile.

Looking at the young man, Dongdong smiled and said: "Brother, sister will take action without reservation! Don't blame sister!"

This scene made everyone's heart palpitate. If a woman treated her like this, she would die without regrets!

The young man couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, but he quickly calmed down, his eyes were firm, and he said: "Come here with your horses! Who am I, Lin Zixuan, afraid of?"

Everyone almost fell down when they heard this. They dared to say such shameless words, which is really a shameless example for our generation.

At this moment, the First Elder was a little embarrassed. He held the stool with his left hand, leaned his whole body to the left, and came slightly close to the ear of the sword-browed man. He murmured: "Patriarch, do you think my daughter can beat your son? I can see what happened just now."

In my eyes, his fighting skills are extremely proficient, and his weird and unpredictable boxing techniques, in my opinion, are definitely not lower than the spirit transformation level!"

The corners of the sword-browed man's eyes trembled, a glimmer of light flashed, and he immediately smiled and said: "This boy is pretty lucky, but what I'm worried about is Lin Zijian. He has been immersed in the peak of the blood energy realm for a long time, and he has killed the Demon-fallen Eagle of the same level.

, you must know that the speed of the fallen demon eagle is unmatched, which shows that his understanding of the laws of the wind system is definitely not low. Now, just hope that Xuan'er has a backup plan!"

Hearing this, the great elder remained silent, gradually straightened his body, turned his head, and watched this exciting battle.

The stage was full of aura. The second elder touched his long goatee and said loudly: "This competition is something our Lin family, and even Sunset Town, have never had before. Because, a person with a seventh-level blood energy

The young man is about to challenge two people with ninth-level blood energy. One of them is in the early stage of the ninth-level blood energy, and the other is at the peak of the ninth-level blood energy. Any one of them can completely defeat the cultivators of the seventh-level blood energy. I am looking forward to you.

performance, then now, the competition begins!"

The three of them clasped their fists and bowed at the same time. The man in black robe flashed past like an arrow. The woman in red didn't move, just watched quietly. Her golden curly hair showed a different kind of charm under the sunlight. The man's palm

The wind came out and struck at the young man with the force of thunder. The young man leaned back and formed seals with his hands. A brilliant light curtain blocked the front. This light curtain was several times stronger than the one cast by the forest trees before. However, the blood energy

The spiritual power possessed by the ninth-level peak cultivation level is much deeper than that of the seventh-level blood energy. The man in black robe has a palm like a knife. The terrifying strong wind hits the light curtain, and the color of the light curtain instantly dims a lot. The man in black robe sneers.

"If you only have this kind of strength, you'd better surrender as soon as possible to avoid being embarrassed here." The man in black robe used his fingertips as the tip of his sword and drew a few random strokes on the light screen, and the sword energy roared out, like a desolate scene.

The autumn wind was desolate and lonely. It was obvious that he was using the Qingfeng Sword Technique, and he was able to control the sword with emotion. It seemed that he had mastered the essence of the sword technique.

The light curtain became illusory under the heavy sword energy, until it shattered, but the sword energy still did not dissipate, and quickly spread in the air. The young man punched out, destroying the oncoming sword energy, and stroked the back of his fist.

He said casually: "Not bad, it can actually break my light curtain."

The man in black robe couldn't help but burst into anger. His body turned into an eagle, and his hands turned into claws. From a distance, he looked like a human-shaped fallen demon eagle. Moreover, there was a faint dark red color around his body. The air at this time was filled with the smell of blood, and the temperature was extremely cold.

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The Supreme Elder in the audience looked at the man in black robe with dark red around his body, his eyes showed a trace of relief, and murmured: "It seems that the athletes have understood the law of killing, so there is no suspense in this competition."

The man in black robe looked at the young man with a stern gaze, leaped into the air, his eagle eyes locked on the young man, and a huge shadow of a fallen demon eagle emerged. Its upper body was gray, its lower body was snow-white, and its long wings were flapping in the air.

The eagle's beak is curved and sharp, and its claws are sharp and hooked. In an instant, it spread out its long pale arms proudly, slapped it elastically twice, and then fell for more than a foot, like a black lightning.

, the young man rushed towards the stage. The young man was not afraid at all. He felt the rhythm of the wind in his mind, like the rising wind, and escaped the fatal blow. The man in black robe looked at him coldly, with the intention of killing revealed.

A sea of ​​blood appeared in front of the young man's eyes, with floating remains of limbs. It was very terrifying. At that slow moment, a huge eagle claw came through the void. The young man only felt a chill on his back, and then a heartbreaking pain hit him.

Come.

Everyone looked at the young man's back and saw a shocking claw mark from his shoulder to his arm. Broken blood-colored jade beads fell along the scratch, click, and turned into a gorgeous blood-red flower on the ground.

Below, the sword-browed man has a gloomy face, and his angry eyebrows look eerie. Some images flashed through his mind: a child chasing butterflies, saying to himself to the adults behind him, how happy he would be if he could accompany his father for the rest of his life!

The corners of the sword-browed man's eyes were a little moist, and the pressure of the blood soul realm was released in the air, rushing towards the black-robed man in the audience. At this moment, the white-haired old man snorted coldly, and another pressure was released, resisting it and not letting it come on stage to interfere.

The white-haired old man said coldly: "Clan leader, what does this mean?"

The sword-browed man's eyes were red, his face was distorted, and he said in a cold voice: "If anything happens to Jian'er, I will kill you!"

The Supreme Elder's face turned red with anger and he could not say a word. The silver-robed man's face was shocked. The Supreme Elder looked at the furious sword-browed man, looking quite helpless at the moment and said nothing.

On the stage, the giant eagle attacked again, and another wound appeared on the young man's hand. At this moment, the young man's body on the stage was bloody and miserable.

Under the stage, the invisible majesty of the sword-browed man was getting bigger and bigger, but he was intercepted by the Supreme Elder...

The young man endured the wound and thought rapidly in his mind. The wind is invisible, but the light is tangible. The wind is born from chaos, the light comes from darkness, the wind is gathered by air, and the light is born from grains. That slightly shining light may be... Composed of tiny light particles, the fluorescent fire emanating from the particles constitutes the dazzling light of the bright moon. The fiery red rising sun is light, and the snow-white bright moon is also light. The blue sky transmits light, and the calm water surface reflects light. This may be The origin of light.

At this moment, the black and white blood in the young man's body was trembling violently. To be precise, it was the white half that was trembling, while the black half was motionless. The white part was emitting thousands of rays of light in the sea of ​​​​consciousness of the young man, dispelling the darkness in the body. At this moment The young boy emits a bright light all over his body, like a living god, which makes people feel that he is out of reach and cannot be touched, otherwise, he will be robbed by the gods.

The white light filled the defects of the wound. Although no granulation sprouted, at this moment, the boy's pain turned into nothingness, his handsome face showed determination, and his black eyes revealed aurora. (To be continued)


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