Chapter 42 The Battle for the Championship 3

The flute sword was defeated, and the so-called second flute sword in this generation was defeated. This scene was beyond most people's expectations. After all, the reputation of the flute sword is much louder than that of Qin Bing. To be precise, before the competition of this sect, the vast majority of disciples present had not even heard of Qin Bing's name.

But such an unknown disciple defeated the so-called sword.

After a moment of silence, there were bursts of cheers from the disciples under the ring, and this battle really feasted their eyes.

"Unfortunately, if he is still more proficient in this trick, he may not lose this game." Wu Xuan looked at the ring and said slowly.

Now, although he has no good impression on Qin Bing, he has to admit that Qin Bing is indeed strong and qualified to compete for the championship.

Lan Yu shook her head and smiled, "Brother Wu laughed. There is no medicine for regret in the world. What's more, in terms of talent, Qin Bing may not be worse than Xiao Jian."

Hearing this, everyone nodded. Xiao Jian and Qin Bing are both talented people. He will naturally be stronger if he gives Xiao Jian enough time, but Qin Bing will never be weaker than him in this short time.

Because it is three consecutive games, there is half an hour to restore the strength of the three people in the middle of the game, and the two in the next battle are Xiao Jian vs. Lan Xin.

In this half-hour break, Qin Bing also seized the time to recover her true element, and all kinds of elixir and elixir were stuffed into her mouth. The extremely fast spirit stone in his hand recovered quickly.

Half an hour has passed in a flash, and the ring has been changed, and both of them are the two most powerful disciples from Tianjianfeng in modern times. It has also attracted a lot of attention, and everyone is extremely concerned about how far the battle between the two can go and whether the flute sword can force Lan Xin to exert all his strength.

After all, in the previous competition, Lan Xin's strength was so terrible that almost no one could hold a few moves in her hands. Such a strong strength has long been regarded as the champion of this year by everyone.

"Sister, I didn't expect that we were still right." Xiao Jian looked at the blue-robed beauty opposite with a wry smile on his face.

"Do your best. I also want to see how strong you are under your full strength!" Lan Xin smiled indifferently and said.

Xiao Jian nodded, "Don't worry, even if it's not for myself, I will let you use more means. The next guy is better than me!"

Lan Xin couldn't help smiling when she heard the words, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly. The next moment, a strange fluctuation gushed out of her body.

However, the flute sword opposite was already expected, and a horrible sword gushed out all over the body in an instant.

"Puff~Puff~" Suddenly, there was a violent explosion in the air.

"Sister, I already knew your trick!" Xiao Jian smiled loudly, and the long sword in his hand shook and suddenly cut a horrible sword light to Lan Xin.

buzz~

The horrible sword light suddenly stagnated in mid-air, and in an instant turned into a little starlight and dissipated.

"The sword is broken, and the sword is broken!" Xiao Jian shouted in a low voice, and his figure disappeared from the ring in an instant. The next moment, a horrible sword shot at Lan Xin's position.

Looking at the shot sword light, Lan Xin smiled, waved her arm slightly, and suddenly a strong wind brushed by. The horrible sword light suddenly dissipated like a stone sinking into the sea.

"What a powerful means!" Qin Bing looked at the battle in the ring and looked extremely solemn. Even in the face of such an attack of the flute sword, it was impossible to make such an understatement.

On the ring, the elegant swordsmanship of Xiaojian and Lan Xin's unpredictable attack method deeply attracted countless disciples below.

"Brother, how sure are you about Lanxin?" Xiaobai looked at Qin Bing beside him.

After half an hour of rest, Qin Bing's strength has almost recovered.

"less than one-th!" Qin Bing frowned and muttered.

"If you can resist Lan Xin's spiritual attack, you should be 30% or 40% sure!" After a while, Qin Bing said again.

The strangeness of Lan Xin's attack is that the spiritual attack is haunted, which makes people unable to guard against it. A little carelessness will suffer from her. Once confused by Lan Xin's mental attack, even if it is a breathing time, he will lose the game.

So the only way to defeat Lan Xin is to block the other party's spiritual attack. Otherwise, you can only rely on absolute strength to suppress Lan Xin.

"Sister Lan is so powerful that even the flute sword can't do anything about him!"

"Sister Lan hasn't shown her spiritual weapon so far, and I don't know if the flute sword can force her to show it."

"The flute sword has been suppressed so much. This year's competition, the champion must be Sister Lan's."

The ring was put down, and countless disciples were talking.

"The sword of heaven, the sword points to the sky!" The flute sword shook and swept to Lan Xin, and a horrible sword light suddenly shot out of the long sword in his hand.

Feeling the terrible power in the sword light, Lan Xin's expression did not change at all. At her feet, her body retreated quickly and quickly touched a fingerprint in her hand. The next moment, a cyan palm print patted the sword.

"Boom~"

A terrible loud noise came from the impact, and the tyrannical energy overflowed in an instant.

Boom~

Suddenly, the sword on the flute sword on the ring surged wildly, a powerful breath came from his body, and a violent hum came from the long sword in his hand.

The next moment, a terrible fluctuation came from the sword in his hand.

"The sword fights, the sword is the universe!" The horrible sword light tore the air and burst into a violent gas explosion. In the blink of an eye, it had already crossed the ring and cut to Lan Xin. The horrible sword contained in the sword light locked Lan Xin, so that she had no chance to dodge at all.

Cang~

At this time, the crisp sound of the piano suddenly came out of Lan Xin's body, and as soon as strange fluctuations gushed out, the crisp sound sounded, as if the world had become silent for it.

The horrible sword light stagnated in an instant. When it cut to Lan Xin again, Lan Xin somehow had a dark red guqin in her hand.

Lan Xin's ten fingers were condensed, suddenly plucking the strings, and suddenly a terrible cyan light met the sword light.

"Boom~"

A terrible explosion came in mid-air, and the horrible sword light was stopped by the blue light.

"This is Lan Xin's spiritual weapon!" Looking at the spiritual weapon in Lan Xin's hand, all the disciples were stunned.

Up to now, they finally saw Lan Xin using a spiritual weapon, but to their surprise, Lan Xin's spiritual weapon turned out to be a guqin. And looking at the fluctuations on the guqin, it is obvious that this guqin is not anything!

"The best spiritual weapon!" Looking at the dark red Guqin, Qin Bing slowly spit out four words.

Qin Bing has seen the best spiritual weapon several times, and even the black stick in his hand is the best spiritual weapon in the eyes of outsiders, but its essence is a fairy weapon. But to Qin Bing's surprise, Lan Xincai is just a true practicer of the limit of the golden elixir. Unexpectedly, she has the best spiritual weapons. You should know that in the Tianjian Gate, even many disciples of the Yuanying period are only top-quality spiritual weapons, and the best spiritual weapons are extremely rare. Only those old monsters who don't know how to live for thousands of years can have the best spiritual weapons.

Even Qin Bing's own black fire stick was obtained by extreme coincidence.

"Once this piano is released, no one of the disciples of Jindan period is her opponent." Qin Bing sighed. With the sharpness of the black stick, he could still fight with Lan Xin, but after seeing the Guqin in Lan Xin's hand, Qin Bing gave up this plan. After all, whether Qin Bing's black stick can be fully exerted is equivalent to the best spiritual weapon. He does not have any advantage over weapons.

"Sister Lan, you finally used Huang Tianqin. Let me tell you how powerful the best spiritual weapon is!" Xiao Jian smiled loudly, and his body flashed a little under his feet. The long sword in his hand stabbed out one after another, and suddenly a burst of sword light shot at Lan Xin.

Looking at the sword light in the sky, Lan Xin smiled faintly, and her fingers kept plucking the strings, and cyan light kept gushing out to meet the endless sword light.

Puff~Puff~

In mid-air, the cyan light and sword light are intertwined, and the rapid explosions are endless.

"Break!" Lan Xinjiao shouted and slapped the strings with her hands. Suddenly, a blind sound came from the ancient piano, and the sword light in the sky was all broken in an instant.