Chapter 151 Ghost Sword

In the afternoon, Yan Song came to the low-level martial arts arena on time to participate in the next 20th Jin 10th competition. The number of people in the competition is getting smaller and smaller, but the major martial arts arenas still retain the scale of three comparison platforms. In this way, except for one high platform in the senior martial arts arena for two games, there is only one game on the other arena, which can be said to be extremely efficient. Yan Song came to a high platform on the edge of the low-level martial arts arena. When he came, he took a general look and saw the fewest guests here. Presumably, the opposition between the strong and the strong, a group of students went to watch the comparison of Taiyan, Lannuo and others. Even on the high platform closest to him, the number of people was twice as many as him!

Yan Song is not dissatisfied with this. He is not well known and it is normal that he is not well known. Only when there is such a low profile in front of the strong can he have a better chance to win the Dragon Sword List.

He came to the high platform and fixed his eyes. His opponent was none other than the student in black that he had just seen yesterday, the eighth-ranked ghost sword king of the Sword Academy. Qin Shou once introduced this person to Yan Song. He is the cultivation of the fourth level of Xuanshi and is likely to have broken through the fifth level. The weapon is the double sword of yin and yang, and the martial soul is the black wind bat, which is vicious. Yan Song recognized Wang Qi. After seeing his name, he naturally looked around the high platform and saw that there was no one but him except the railing of the spectators. He simply turned around and leaned his elbow on the side wall of the high platform. As soon as he turned around, he saw the imaginary man in black coming here with no expression on the railing path between the spectators he had just walked.

Wang Qi went straight to the side wall of the high platform. He didn't even look at Yan Song. He didn't even shake the comparison list on the side wall of the high platform. He directly leaned on it, hugged his elbows and lowered his head, and fell into a falsely. Although he looked comfortable, his whole body exuded a sense of a sense of awe. Yan Song had already felt this. When he found that when Wang Qi came, although the students on both sides looked at him, their eyes were full of reverence, no one made a sound. That kind of quietness was very terrible.

Yan Song turned his head, looked at Wang Qi next to him, and then lowered his eyes and closed his eyes, nourishing, waiting for the next comparison. However, the calm atmosphere around him was so different that he couldn't stand it, and even the sound of betting was gone. Thinking of betting, Yan Song thought of Sun Kai and couldn't help but be "warm" a lot. Even if the other party did not bet on himself, if he could hear him shout twice, it would be better than this state. But when he inadvertently raised his head and looked at the spectators outside the railing, he saw Sun Kai squeeze through the crowd. There was still a smile on his face, but when he saw Wang Qi, he was silent.

Yan Song and Sun Kai looked at each other. Yan Song smiled and shouted, "Kaizi--" As soon as he shouted two words, he felt that his body seemed to be targeted by a beast. He turned his head and saw Wang Qi turn his head to look at him. His eyes were like snake eyes, which were creepy. Yan Song was stunned, but his face was not afraid at all. He turned his head and planned to continue talking to Sun Kai, but saw Sun Kai shake his head at him, "Reloose, this time you are miserable!" The expression scratched twice on the paper and squeezed out the crowd...

At this time, the middle-aged master announced the beginning of the comparison and read out the names of the two. Yan Song turned his head and looked at the other party, but saw that Wang Qi had already left a shadow in place and flew on the stage. There was an inexplicable imbalance in his heart and jumped to the stage. He turned his hand to the other party, but the other party There was no reaction at all. His hands, which pulled out the yin and yang swords, did not stop. They crossed in front of their chests, grinded out a cross sword spirit, and flew to the door of Yan Song. Yan Song took a virtual step and moved to the side like the wind. As soon as he stood still, a dark shadow suddenly flashed in front of him. Before he could react, he felt that he had been kicked twice on his chest, and his body flew out at the first time.

"Ghost Wind Step!"

Yan Song finally heard someone around the high platform and couldn't help praising him. He couldn't help but feel angry. He continued to take a virtual step under his feet, sharpened his feet and the air, and turned back to the void outside the high platform. However, as soon as he was about to fall on the stage, Wang Qi's sword suddenly cut from top to bottom, and then turned around quickly. The left sword took the opportunity to split horizontally. Suddenly, the pure black and white sword spirit formed a cross sword dozens of times larger than the first move, which was imprinted to Yan Song at a speed.

"Pluck the clouds to see the sun!" Yan Song shouted loudly and hit the sword style in Tianxuan's seven style. The jade cold light of the love sword in his hand won a great victory. With the momentum of Qianjun, he lifted the energy of the cross sword spirit flying on his face and transferred it to the sky. Even if he broke the other party's move, the huge impact force generated when the two swords met were also affected out at the first time, hitting Yan Song's chest where he lifted his hand. The poor teenager had just stepped on the virtual step to fly back, but he had no choice but to be hit back. Because of the distance from the energy center, Yan Song flew directly backwards, while Wang Qi, who was relatively far away, only stepped back two steps, which was not a big deal.

"The Yin and Yang Cross Festival really lives up to its reputation..." Someone outside the venue just sighed briefly, but from this sentence, it has explained everything.

Wang Qi, who was on the high platform, originally wanted to defeat the enemy with one move, but he didn't expect that the other party could control his spiritual power. At present, he raised his vigilance and no longer retained his strength. He narrowed his eyes and moved unstop. He held his swords high for one place. Then his body turned three times and split into Yan Song, who was still flying backwards. chu——

The yin and yang sword merged, and then suddenly split out. The strong two-strand sword spirit is entangled with each other. The electric arc on it continues, and the space seems to be distorted. In a blink of an eye, the sword spirit changed from three feet long to three feet long, and suddenly increased to five feet long, and the width of the sword spirit changed from three inches to three feet. It was split out in the air, just like a A black-and-white python appeared from the ground with another straight high-sky lightning. Someone outside the court couldn't help but be shocked and said, "Ghost double flame chop! This is the first time he has used it in this year's comparison! Three tricks to the enemy, this time to make a good profit!"

As soon as the man opened his mouth, the rest of the people couldn't help admiring as if they had recovered for many years. Of course, in addition to praising Wang Qi's combat effectiveness and combat speed, they praised themselves for betting and making the right money. As the man said before, this may be the one they have made the most from the beginning of betting until now.

At a certain moment, Wang Qi, a man in black on the high platform, did not move, and the spectators around the high platform had such a strange scene: they watched the figure of the young man in white fly out, and there was a great sword spirit in front of him, which could cut the teenager's body at any time. The body was split into two, or even directly smashed, but the spectators and students around couldn't help applaud excitedly to celebrate this great victory and celebrate this great victory so happily!

However, at the next moment, these people suddenly found that the young man in white who flew out with one hand and suddenly appeared a golden, emerald, sky blue sword around him, and accelerated to rotate in an instant, turning into a colorful light to wrap the teenager... The strong sword spirit of the ghost double flame finally touched The teenager, but at that moment, the teenager wrapped in the colored sword light suddenly disappeared!

For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded, thinking that they were dazzled and rubbing their eyes desperately, but the strong sword spirit disappeared, and they still didn't see anyone. On the high platform, Wang Qi, who was originally motionless and expressionless, also lowered his elbowed arms and unconsciously took a step forward under his feet. His eyebrows were slightly wrinkled and the corners of his mouth were slightly opened. Everyone outside the court had never seen him like this. Even the surprised middle-aged master has never seen Wang Qi's student's surprise. You know, Wang Qi is a super sultry that does not change color before the collapse of Mount Tai. Compared with Lin Feng, it is much better than that!

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Suddenly, a sword sounded behind Wang Qi. At the same time, it also focused the eyes of everyone around the high platform. When everyone turned their heads, they were surprised to see that the faint three-color sword light behind Wang Qi disappeared, while the young man in white suddenly appeared there. He held the love sword in his hand and turned his head at the moment Wang Qi turned his head. , hit the last "yellow dragon swing tail" in Tianxuan's seven-style. The surging emerald sword spirit had no direction at all. Wang Qi's face had already changed from all directions to the center. Wang Qi's face had already changed and he only waved the cross sword on his chest to block it. However, as soon as his sword spirit and protective spirit had just overflowed, he was hit by the strong sword spirit of the young man in white, and his body flew out of the high platform without warning.

"Ah...what's going on? How did he run behind Wang Qi!? Such voices came one after another outside the field, and all the students with their hands holding their heads and desperate faces were repeating this sentence.

"Impossible, this is impossible, it must be a dream! It must be a dream!" Others seem to bet too much. They were just immersed in the enjoyment of making money and fell from heaven to hell in a blink of an eye. How did these young hearts suffer this blow...

"There is still hope. Look, Wang Qi is going to counterattack!" At this time, someone broke his voice around the high platform, as if to let everyone hear his voice. In fact, everyone did hear his voice and looked at Wang Qi.

Everyone saw Wang Qi, who flew backward, suddenly turn to "flying" in the air, as if he were stepping into the air. Then, he threw his left-hand sword in front of him and suddenly stepped on his right foot. In an instant, the huge foot force stepped out of the sword and inserted it directly into the ground below, while Wang Qi used this force to reduce the trend of moving forward. The body began to rise up. At this time, he threw the right sword in front of him, leaned back, climbed the sword with his feet, and the sword was hard to regenerate the sword. He directly flew to the martial arts field. After a series of holes through three locust trees, he inserted it into a boulder. Wang Qi rebounded with his strength, turned around again in the air and flew to the high platform.

This is the difference between spiritual power and non-spiritual power. Yan Song can control spiritual power. He can control his body at will within 100 meters, but Wang Qi, who can't control mental power, has no ability to fly high in the sky for a long time, let alone change flight by himself in the air. The direction! However, he can return to the high platform by borrowing his false power, which can also be regarded as a genius among geniuses. Seeing the whole Panlong Sword Academy, few people can do it.

When the crowd returned, the young man in white on the high platform suddenly brushed his sleeves, and nine purple dragons lingered around him. Without waiting for any reaction from Wang Qi, who flew to the high platform, the teenager pointed to him. The nine purple dragons turned into nine purple electricity and flew to the man in black flying in the air. Wang Qi's body is flexible and stubbornly dodges five with his ghost-like body, but the other four are impartial and straight through his legs. Although he has overflowed with black wind attributes to protect his body, he still can't prevent the opponent's attack...

With a plop, Wang Qi fell under the high platform in the incredible eyes of everyone.