Chapter 84 Continuous Victory

"Wow--" Qihui, dressed in white, fell on the fighting platform, and his clothes were flying, indescribably free and unrestrained.

"Shangqingmen, Qihui, please give me some advice--" Qihui held the boxing to Fang Wei, and his gentle smile gave people a warm feeling, and Fang Wei also returned the boxing.

"Gang--" Fang Wei drew his sword out of its sheath and overflowed with cold light. He himself was a monthly master. Although he was not very good, he was also the first master of the young generation in the Qingyuan sect.

But Qihui put a lot of pressure on him. Although he did not show a strong momentum, he stood there with a smile, and his floating temperament surprised him.

"Wow--" Fang Wei tried to calm down and took the lead. The long sword was like a silver dragon going to sea. The sharp sword spirit soared out and stabbed straight to Qihui's chest!

"Good luck!" Qihui praised, and the Xuanyuan sword did not come out of its sheath, but took the opportunity to stab Fang Wei's tip of the sword, and the gray-white strength was right to wrap the scabbard.

Between the lightning and flint, the two strong gases have been intertwined, and there is no roaring sound of explosion. Qihui's body flashed slightly, and the sheathed Xuanyuan sword gently pointed on Fang Wei's sword body and scattered it slightly.

The sword kept moving and slid his wrist against Fang Wei's sword body.

Fang Wei's face changed greatly, his body retreated, his wrists trembled, and the long sword quickly changed its direction. He turned into a thorn. At first sight, he wanted to pick Qihui's sword.

Qihui's face remained unchanged, and his body moved a few feet horizontally in an instant. Xuanyuan Sword also moved away. The gray-white light flashed away, and Qihui's figure also retreated three feet.

"I'm giving up!" Qihui said with a slight fist.

Fang Wei looked at the faint sword marks on his chest with a wry smile. Qihui's long sword touched his chest with lightning. He was not an entangled person. Naturally, he knew that the other party was merciful. Now he took his sword and held his fist and said sincerely, "Thank you for your mercy! I lost this game!"

"No.1 fighting platform, Qihui wins in Qingmen, and the next round of competition players will enter!" The referee's voice sounded, and the people watching woke up. Some of them were low-cultivated, and they didn't even see how Fang Wei was defeated by Qihui in this short moment, and they talked about it one after another.

However, people with profound cultivation clearly saw the moment of the opportunity to defeat Fang Wei. The perfect combination of body method and true qi, and the grasp of speed and power are simply impeccable.

Li Feiqian also nodded with satisfaction, but Fenglang on one side frowned slightly. Although Qihui solved the battle so quickly, there was light on his face, but as the doorkeeper, he was worried about the wind and uncloud situation.

He is very clear about the strong strength shown by Qihui. Although Feng Wuyun has reached the realm of Xuanri under his own secret method, it is much inferior to Qihui. If Qihui goes further than Feng Wuyun, then after going back, the prestige of Jinyuan will be greatly increased. Moreover, Jinyuan has one that he doesn't know. The shallow boy didn't take action.

I can't figure out whether Chu Tianyu has Qihui's powerful Fenglang or not. Although his cultivation is not high, Fenglang is vaguely aware that he has the ability to leap the level of challenges, and he can't help but worry about the wind and clouds.

And Xuan Wushuang, who has the same idea as Fenglang, also frowned slightly and said to Lin Tianqi on one side: "This person will also be one of your strongest opponents!"

Lin Tianqi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qihui, who slowly walked down from the stage. A trace of fighting flashed in his eyes and said in a low voice, "Although his cultivation is the realm of Xuanri, his control of strength and body is extremely strong!"

Xuan Wushuang nodded slightly and said, "You can see that it is only one-sided. Although you have also reached the early stage of the Xuan level, your understanding of heaven has just begun. At the time, Qihui's swordsmanship trajectory has faintly matched Tiandao. Although it is not mature, it should not be under you!"

"What?" Lin Tianqi was a little surprised and said, "It's impossible. He hasn't reached the mysterious level yet. How can he understand the heavenly way?"

Xuan Wushuang shook his head and said, "That's why I said that he is one of your strongest opponents. He can understand the way of heaven in the realm of Xuanri. He is undoubtedly the favorite of heaven and earth, and has a compatible connection with heaven and earth. His cultivation may not be as good as you, but when it comes to the application of heaven, it may still be above you!"

Lin Tianqi was silent, but a haze flashed in his eyes: "Shangqingmen Jinyuan is really a talent. As soon as Chu Tianyu entered the realm of Xuanri, he could be comparable to me. I thought that after breaking through the Xuan level, he would trample the people of Jinyuan fiercely under his feet, but I didn't expect to jump out of this Qihui, or Let's have a try. Can his pseudo-xuan level surprise me once!"

Lin Tianqi's competitive personality is also very clear. Seeing the look in his eyes, he knew what he thought in his heart. He immediately shook his head and did not go on.

"In the next game, Xu Yue, go to the Qingmen Water Courtyard and treat the Buddha's wisdom!" The referee's voice came again, pulling back the different minds of the crowd.

Xu Yue Shiran went to the fighting platform, looked at the young monk in front of him with a slight salute, and whispered, "Xu Yue, please ask the master's advice!"

The monk Huifa put his hands together and said calmly: "Buddha's wisdom, please--"

Xu Yuejiao scolded, and the heavenly sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and a cold light gushed out. The sword body was light, and the faint black light flowed on the sword body. Shuiyuan Zhenqi, with a wisp of gentleness, wrapped around Huifa.

"Amitabha!" As soon as the Buddha's name sounded, the wisdom also moved, and a string of brown Buddha beads in his hand flew out of his hand. The golden light was great, and a solemn breath emanated from the Buddha beads.

"Peng--" sounded, the water master was light, and the Buddha's power was strong and heavy. Neither of them was sharp and wild, so there was no fancy collision in one place.

Xu Yue only felt that her chest was stagnant and fell back three steps, but the monk Huifa took seven or eight steps to hold Chunzi and hold the Buddha beads that flew back upside down. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Shangqingmen was worthy of being the first school in the right path. This woman was only 20 years old, and her cultivation was so strong.

Unlike Taoism, the cultivation of true qi is extremely important, so the cultivation of young disciples of Buddhism is not very profound.

And Huifa itself is only the first entry into the daily realm, which is still a little different from Xu Yue, but the Buddha master wins in the long qi vein, and the higher the level, the more obvious the gap.

Therefore, when they were young, the disciples of Buddhism were at a disadvantage in the right path, so at the same time, Xu Yue was slightly better than Huifa in true qi.

"Buddha's fingerprint--" Huifa shouted softly, and the Buddha beads slipped into the cuffs. With one palm, a pale golden big print appeared out of thin air and pressed Xu Yue's head from top to bottom.

Feel the heavy breath above her head, and Xu Yue also looked like alike. The heavenly sword tilted to the sky, and the true spirit of the silk water yuan condensed at the tip of the sword. Under the blessing of the heavenly sword, which ranked fifth among the nine-grade immortal soldiers, it gradually enlarged.

The crisp sound of the "water sword--" sounded, and the tip of the sword condensed, and the black balloon with a diameter of three feet suddenly flew into the sky.

At the moment when the black ball separated from the tip of the sword, the momentum soared, and the spiritual meaning of water was perfectly interpreted. The flying black ball suddenly burst, and the real spirit was like a wave, layer by layer, fiercely collided with the golden palm print.

"Boom--" was raging, and the stands could hardly withstand the real aftershocks of the two people, making a slight noise.

Xu Yue only withdrew from seven or eight steps away. Although her hand holding the sword trembled a little, it was not injured.

"Puff--" Huifa spit out a small mouthful of blood and staggered back. A trace of weakness flashed in his eyes, and his face was pale and a little scary.

"Tense Flying Pearl!" Huifa obviously didn't want to fail so soon. Although the meridians were a little pioneering, he still used his strongest move.

The Buddha beads that slid into the cuff appeared in his hand again. Eighteen Buddha beads suddenly scattered under the pouring of Buddha's power, turning into eighteen golden shooting stars, dragging the long tail light and falling overwhelmingly towards Xu Yue.

What is particularly strange is that the trajectory of these 18 Buddha beads was not consistent, but vaguely trapped Xu Yue in it, which seemed loose, but blocked all her retreats. After this blow, Huifa's face became paler and his body was also slightly shaking, obviously exhausting the Buddha's power.

"I can only fight hard!" Xu Yue's silver teeth bit, and the heavenly sword looked like lightning, and the flexible Shuiyuan Zhenqi was also full of the sword body at this moment.

"The power of water, floating and sinking--" The black sword light began to slowly fluctuate, and the rippling air waves were like the bulging of the water, rushing to the attacking Buddha beads.

When the golden Buddha beads met Xu Yue's sword spirit, they were like a flat boat in the sea, floating and uncertain. Eighteen Buddha beads fell to the ground feebly under the pull of Xu Yueshui's true spirit.

She actually solved the powerful blow of Huifa with this clever move, but the real qi was too much, a pretty face was as pale as paper, and the heavenly sword was almost uncontrollable.

"The donor has a strong cultivation. The poor monk is no match. This time, the poor monk lost!" Huifa smiled bitterly, put his hands together, and said to Xu Yue.

Xu Yue also returned the long sword and saluted Huifa slightly and said, "Master Huifa has strong internal achievements. If it lasts for a long time, Xu Yue will definitely not be an opponent. Thank you, Master, for giving up!"

Looking at his daughter retreat from the fighting platform, Xu Changyun couldn't help but feel a trace of praise on his face. She was not arrogant. Her daughter's character was getting closer and more mature. It seemed that there was a successor in the water yard.

Li Feiqian and Lu Qiufeng are equally happy as Xu Changyun. Their old friends and beloved daughters show their power. Naturally, they are also happy and congratulated one after another.

The players of all factions are mixed, so the competition is very fast. Half a day later, nearly 40 pairs of players have completed the competition, that is to say, more than 40 people were eliminated in just one morning.

In Shangqingmen, Lin Shi, Lu Feihong and Yunhua also won the opponents one after another and won the victory. Although the three opponents are not strong, it is undoubtedly a good start for Shangqingmen.

In the afternoon, Huo Fei, another disciple of the Shuiyuan, met Duan Tianlang of Xuantianzong.

Duan Tianlang was also a top-ranked young master at the last Taoist Conference. Now he is a Japanese-level cultivation. Huo Fei's battle is a little heavy, and this fight is also the first collision between two large sects since the beginning of the first competition.

Huo Fei is also strong. Although he is one level higher than Duan Tianlang in cultivation, he also relies on the flexible attributes of Shuiyuan's true spirit and persisted for a long time before losing the battle. Although he was eliminated, Xu Changyun gave him a very high evaluation: Although he failed, he was particularly glorious!

Looking at the red sun that was about to fall, Chu Tianyu suddenly had a trace of expectation in his heart: Xuanyu, tomorrow is the battle between you and me. Are you ready? Xuan Tianzong, pay the price for everything you have done!