"What's wrong with her?" Looking at Murong Zixin's slim back, Zhuo Tianzhao was confused. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out. Finally, he had to smile bitterly, shrugged helplessly, and then stepped down.
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On the other hand, Murong Qingtian also noticed Murong Zixin's abnormal mood, and his face became strange. A thought that even he was shocked: "This silly girl...
...Isn't it because I fell in love with that stupid boy?"
The third game was Star Soul vs. Ye Yun of Tianlan Sect. This game happened to be the only game that Star Soul planned to play in the championship ranking battle.
Ye Yun's cultivation level is at the peak of the Soul King. It is obvious that she does not have the keen perception of Murong Haoran. When the Star Soul uses space teleportation to disappear, she is already distracted, although she calls water with one move.
Yue Mantian's group of soul attacking skills forced Xinghun back repeatedly, but in the end, Xinghun was still caught by Xinghun because of excessive consumption of soul power and put the sickle on her shoulder.
The fourth game was Ye Longfei of Tianlan Sect vs Murong Zixin of Moyin Valley. This game, which originally thought there was no suspense, was unexpectedly intense.
Ye Longfei, although his cultivation level is two levels higher than Murong Zixin, he is not Zhuo Tianzhao after all. Without the powerful ** of the latter, it is naturally impossible to make such amazing whip as the latter.
Feat, at the beginning of the game, Murong Zixin attacked Ye Longfei like crazy, as if she was trying to completely vent the anger accumulated from Zhuo Tianzhao in the last game on him, the whip with a superb hand
The law was wild and had no rules to follow, but the moves attacked Ye Longfei's fatal key. For a moment, even Ye Longfei fell into a passive position under the storm-like attack. This phenomenon really fell below many people's
Glasses.
Ye Longfei flew up and down with a spear, like a silver dragon lying, wrapping his whole body under the silver light. His defense was so easy to leak. No matter how tricky Murong Zixin's attack was, he could never break through the protection of this silver dragon.
As the saying goes, one move will decline again, and three times will be exhausted. Murong Zixin's fierce attack at the beginning did not have much effect. As time goes by, her attack momentum gradually showed a decline, no matter how different it is.
So sharp before.
Ye Longfei seized the opportunity and took advantage of the flash of the long whip rebounding. The silver dragon stumbled out like lightning, then turned violently, and took the initiative to wrap around the long whip. At the same time, the surging ice-type soul power surged out.
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Kakka...
The ice-type soul power was transmitted to the long whip through the silver spear. The soft whip containing the water-type soul power suddenly began to freeze and then quickly spread towards the other end.
"snort!"
Murong Zixin, with a frosty face, snorted, held the whip in her hand and pulled it hard from top to bottom. Only a crisp sound of air burst sounded, a dark force was transmitted, actively shaking and contained it.
The water energy on the long whip also defeated the ice layer covered by the tail of the whip into ice chips, and took the opportunity to retract the long whip.
Whoosh!
Ye Longfei's steps were intertwined, his body rushed out like lightning, and launched the first attack.
Murong Zixin lightly tapped her toes, and the water in the soles of her feet was rippling. Her figure retreated lightly in an extremely strange route, because she knew that once she was shrouded by Ye Longfei's ice aura, it would be difficult for her to escape.
Moreover, long whips are not suitable for close combat.
"Huh?" When Murong Zixin retreated for a while, she unexpectedly found that Ye Longfei was not chasing him. Seeing the opponent's spear penetrated the ground and his hands flew, Murong Zixin immediately understood that Ye Longfei's impact was just
The real purpose of a fake move is to deceive her back and give him time to make a seal.
"Bastard!" Knowing that there was no time to stop, Murong Zixin simply continued to retreat and widen the distance, so as to give herself enough time and space to deal with the other party's soul skills.
"Frozen heaven and earth!"
Ye Longfei sniffed out four words in his mouth, and a strange palm print silently merged into the world. For a moment, the temperature of the entire square dropped sharply. At the same time, the moisture contained in the air above the ring was strangely frozen and turned into pieces.
A heavy snow fell from the sky.
"Huh? This is..."
Zhuo Tianzhao's face changed. He was not unfamiliar with this soul skill. On the back mountain, Ice used this move to block the attack of the Death Mantis. This move to the holy soul skill was powerful.
It was amazing, but now it was used from Ye Longfei, and the coverage of heavy snow was almost reduced by more than half, but it just covered the entire arena. What precise control is this? Zhuo Tianzhao was secretly shocked.
The energy shield was summoned as soon as possible, and Murong Zixin's face became extremely solemn. Not to mention that her body had already begun to show signs of stiffness at such low temperatures, the most important thing was the terrifying ice-shaping power brought by the snowflakes.
It is water attribute, and it is completely restrained. The snowflakes fall on the energy shield and there is a vague trend of ice. If she does not take action, her overall body will be solidified in place.
Retrieving the long whip back into the space ring, Murong Zixin flew out her hands, and then a terrifying soul pressure gradually spread out.
"The water dragon plays with the pearl!"
boom!
roar!
The majestic water-based soul power soared into the sky, and even the snowflakes in the sky suddenly stagnated. Then the water-based energy in the sky continued to squirm, and in a blink of an eye it turned into two huge transparent water dragons, crossing and roaring towards Ye Longfei in the distance.
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"Damn it!"
Ye Longfei cursed secretly, just now, he spent so much soul power to release the frozen world, but his purpose was to force Murong Zixin to admit defeat, because he believed that as long as he was in the frozen world, even if he no longer took action,
Murong Zixin must not last long, but he never expected that the other party had no intention of admitting defeat, and this move was such a terrifying soul skill.
"snort!"
Ye Longfei snorted coldly, and the ice-type soul power was continuously poured into the silver spear. Immediately afterwards, the cold light of the silver spear skyrocketed, piercing people's eyes.
"go!"
Holding the gun with his right hand, Ye Longfei swung hard, and the silver spear suddenly shot out like lightning.
Bang!
Kakka...
With a low muffled sound, the silver spear touched the water dragon, and the water dragon's offensive came to an abrupt end, as if even time had a moment of pause. Then the terrifying ice-type soul power contained on the silver spear exploded in an instant, with huge numbers on both ends.
The water dragon actually started to freeze at an extremely rapid speed.
Bang!
When the water dragon completely turned into an ice dragon, it seemed that it could not withstand the pressure of gravity, and fell straight on the ring and turned into broken ice all over the ground.
"I admit defeat!"
At this time, Murong Zixin stepped down from the arena. At this time, her face was pale and her lips were already frozen purple. If she refused to admit defeat, her body would turn into an ice sculpture.
Moyin Valley camp, Murong Qingtian looked at his trembling daughter in front of him, shook his head helplessly, then pressed Murong Zixin's back with one hand, and a thick soul power instantly spread across the latter's limbs and bones, and it was about to invade.
The cold air in his body was forced out.
Ye Longfei on the ring was not good-looking, and a palm print oozed out of his hands again, lifting the frozen state of heaven and earth. He grabbed his right hand in the air and retrieved the silver spear that fell not far away. Then several fish leaped back to the sky
The Lan Sect camp, without saying a word, entered a state of cultivation. This battle consumed too much of his soul power. If he did not try to reply, he would definitely lose when he had a duel with Zhuo Tianzhao.
The intensity of this battle was completely beyond everyone's expectations. Although Ye Longfei won in the end, consuming so much soul power would definitely be detrimental to the next game.
The ring was re-took by the elder of Tianlan Sect. Although the ice layer on the ground was no longer there, the cold air floating in the air still made many weak people tremble.
"Brother Tianzhao, that Miss Murong seems to be deliberately helping you consume Ye Longfei's soul power. Otherwise, even though she knew she was going to lose, she would still waste her soul power in vain. This would be quite unfavorable to her next game.
Ah!" Xinghun said with a sneering smile.
"Don't talk nonsense, let alone I don't need her to do anything extra, let alone she has no reason to help me. Moreover, even though this battle consumed a lot of her soul power, as long as she recovered for a while, she wanted to defeat you and Ye Yun and she wanted to defeat you and Ye Yun for a while.
But it was still enough!" Zhuo Tianzhao's voice was plain and cold.
"Uh...it seems that I'm thinking too much!" Xinghun secretly looked at Zhuo Tianzhao. Seeing the latter's indifferent look, he felt depressed and nervous. He couldn't even see it so obviously.
?Brother Tianzhao, Brother Tianzhao, are you really having low EQ? Or are you pretending to be stupid?
In the fifth game, Zhuo Tianzhao was against Xinghun. There was no doubt that Xinghun directly admitted defeat.
In the sixth game, Ye Yun vs. Murong Zixin, as if to buy some time for Ye Longfei. Ye Yun fought very hard in this game, and his soul skills were almost never cut off one after another. With the huge gap in strength between the two,
He dragged Murong Zixin for nearly five minutes before he took the initiative to admit defeat when his soul power was exhausted.
In the seventh game, the long-awaited showdown finally arrived. Zhuo Tianzhao vs. Ye Longfei, this game is undoubtedly a championship battle. Whoever can win this game will be waiting for the championship in advance.
On the ring, Zhuo Tianzhao and Ye Longfei stood still, but on the former's face, their eyebrows had never been stretched.
"How many levels have your soul power been restored?" Zhuo Tianzhao finally couldn't help asking.
"Eighth level!" Ye Longfei did not hide it because he did not believe that Zhuo Tianzhao would deliberately inquire about his reality.
“How much time will it take to fully recover?”
"At most half an hour!" Zhuo Tianzhao asked this, Ye Longfei had basically understood what he meant.
"Then let it be delayed for half an hour!" Zhuo Tianzhao said as he looked up at the old man in purple in the air, "Is that OK?"
"This...if both parties agree...yes!" said the old man in purple hesitated for a moment.
"There is no need for this?" Ye Longfei frowned.
"I don't want to win without force!"
Zhuo Tianzhao waved his hand, left a cold sentence, and turned around and got off the stage.