Chapter 33 Abstention

Ming Qiluo was shocked when she heard the words and looked down, but she entered the Qiankun Hall for three years and became a female disciple who had just reached the third floor of the airway, named Zheng Xilun. He has a gentle personality and has never made a sound. Unexpectedly, he stood up at this time.

However, the courage at this time is equivalent to death. Ming Qiluo suddenly felt bored: "Do you know what the strength of the opponent is?"

Zheng Xilun's eyes were also full of panic, but after opening her mouth and gasping for a few times, she finally gritted her teeth and said, "I know, I'm just in the Qiankun Hall, and sooner or later there will be such a day. The hall master always protects us. I think, and I can't always let everything be carried by the hall owner alone. When it's time to stand out, we can't be looked down on too much.

Listening to her weak voice say such words, Ming Qiluo couldn't help closing her eyes and lowering her head.

Then he heard Wen Dong come and sneered and said, "Okay, there is finally one, what about another one?"

As soon as this came out, several of the disciples of the mighty hall suddenly stood up, but before they could say anything, they heard Ming Qiluo shout, "Sit down!"

When these disciples were scolded by her, they suddenly panicked and didn't know what to do, while Ming Qiluo continued to shout, "Wen Donglai, don't help others worry. When it comes to the stage, I have my own explanation here. Everything has its own rules of the Qiankun Hall, and our mighty hall is not coerred by others."

Li Hufa said at this time, "Master Ming is right. You'd better go to your own way. The comparison will start immediately."

Seeing his words, Wen Donglai had to sit back in his original position.

Next, first of all, Fan Hualong of Tongshentang and Qian Yunlu of Guiyutang. Their qualifications are ordinary, but because they are both middle-aged to enter the hall, there are three layers of airway cultivation as soon as they come up. After several years of hardship, they have killed several disciples with similar cultivation, and they have successfully reached the realm of condensed vitality. If you just go further, it will be difficult to walk.

And both of them are veterans of the life-and-death arena. They have walked back and forth on the edge of life and death, so they don't need anyone to remind them. As soon as they come up, they will attack each other endlessly.

For a while, the huge hall was full of explosions, and various tricks hit each other, and the scattered real qi debris was like a sword. Fortunately, this hall is specially built for fighting. Around the central circle, there is a special design, which can hinder the dispersion of true air and make the surrounding people watch the battle at ease.

After nearly half an hour of fierce fighting, the two were still evenly matched. However, the result of doing their best has made the two of them exhausted at the same time. It is difficult to use all kinds of killing moves, and they can only fight a war of attrition with ordinary tricks. This in turn makes it more difficult for the two to fight quickly.

After waiting for a thousand moves, the two people who were almost exhausted even began the hand-to-hand combat of ordinary martial artists. You seem to be very lively, but it is even more difficult to kill each other.

In the end, the two actually stood down opposite, gasping and staring at each other angrily. They really couldn't fight.

"Is it a draw again?" Li Hufa shook his head helplessly: "I have taken action. If you don't die, give them guys."

As soon as his voice fell, two long swords were thrown down in the field and two thrashes fell in front of everyone.

Both both smiled bitterly, picked up the blade on the ground, then took a step forward, walked to each other's distance that could stab each other, stretched out their swords and raised them flatly, aimed at each other's throats.

Li Hufa closed his eyes at this time and said in a cold voice, "Do it!"

With two thumps, the tip of their sword pierced each other's throat almost at the same time, and blood splashed in an instant. Their eyes burst and both of them knelt on the ground.

When the masters and disciples of both sides saw this, they had almost no expression and only looked at them quietly.

After a while, Li Hufa opened his eyes and said hurriedly, "Fan Hualong is dead, Qian Yunlu still has a breath, and the ghost Yutang wins!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of cheers in the camp of Gui Yutang, and then two people rushed forward, lifted Qian Yun Road down, and then began emergency treatment. In the Qiankun Hall, such a life-and-death confrontation has happened too many times, and each hall has accumulated profound experience. As long as there is still a breath, it can be saved.

As for the failed Tongshen Hall, it was a murderous intention. After a long time, someone went up and dragged Fan Hualong's body down. Wen Donglai's face is even more like ice.

After this long and cruel competition, the next battle between Tongshentang and Jinghongtang was a little unexpected.

Xiao Xiang, who has gained a lot in the beast's abyss, is close to the limit of the four layers of the airway. Cai Wenbin, who is opposite him, has been beaten and vomited blood by Xiao Xiang at that time because he had fought with Xiao Xiang in the Qiankun Grottoes before, so he has always been afraid.

So as soon as he came on the stage, his heart was immediately weak, his heel was weak, and when he took action, he slowed down a little.

A master's duel, a little hesitation, is a disaster, not to mention that his skills are already under Xiao Xiang. So this moment's hesitation immediately made him completely passive. Xiao Xiang took the lead and hit it one after another.

Cai Wenbin fell into extreme passive in an instant, and could only wave the spiritual blade hopelessly and resist in vain.

When Xiao Xiang saw this scene, he slightly skimmed the corners of his mouth and suddenly shouted. In an instant, his momentum was like a rainbow. However, in a few rounds, he pierced Cai Wenbin's true body and penetrated his heart.

Cai Wenbin smiled sadly and suddenly fell down.

This brittle defeat made the disciples of Jinghongtang silent, and no one spoke for a long time.

Xiao Xiang killed the enemy, but his face did not change. First, he bowed slightly to Cai Wenbin's body and said something. Then he turned around and saluted the crowd around him: "Luckily, lucky."

At the same time, Wen Donglai, who had just gritted his teeth because of the previous failure, breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay! Xiao Xiang, if you play well, this is simply and neat.

After two games, according to the rules, it should be the competition between Liu Xiangzhou of Jinghongtang and the disciples of Weiwutang.

But the famous disciple shouted twice, and there was no movement in Mingqiluo. Zheng Xilun was already ready and was gritting his teeth waiting for her to go to war. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help looking at the platform in shock. But seeing that the other party was also looking at her at this time, there was a mixture of relief and gratitude in those clear eyes.

"What's going on? Master Mingtang." Li Hufa frowned and said, "Isn't there someone who is willing to fight just now?"

Ming Qiluo nodded slightly at this time, then suddenly exhaled hard, and then rose up and said loudly, "In this scene, we abstained."

"What?"

"Why?"

"What's going on?"

The field was in a mess for a while.