Chapter 21 The Storm on the Field (Fourth Update or Ask for Anything)

On the ten-to-five field, Hua Yi's figure appeared again. In the 20th, the opponent announced his abstention without waiting for his appearance, and the referee directly announced that he had won, so he broke into the top ten without any trouble to face Lin Xiang, a young master in Yancheng.

"This Lin Xiang is going to torture his aunt to death!"

Xiao Mei's words are still in his ears. Although Li Qingyan did not ask the reason and knew that she had no intersection with the guy in front of her, he just tasted the hatred hidden in her heart.

I have never seen Xiao Mei really hate anyone. At most, she just sees who is unhappy and miser the other party. In fact, most of the time, she holds the heart of the game, and then holds the idea of Li Wei. Li Qingyan has always thought that she can't get along with her. Therefore, he also hated Lin Xiang and undisguised hostility on the stage.

Looking at the appearance, Lin Xiangfeng is handsome, and Huayi is beautiful and handsome, and the two are insegregtinguous.

In terms of strength, Lin Xiang was the champion of the last year, and Hua Yi is the dark horse of this year, and he has a record of repeatedly leaping levels and challenging undefeated.

This game is said to be an advanced championship competition, which is the highest this year.

From the appearance of Hua Yi's figure on the stage, Li Tianyan's face became pale, and Xiao Mei's knowledgeable cat was beside Li Tianya, and he was afraid of being seen by his father. In fact, she was also helpless, because she also persuaded Li Qingyan, but the wood was so difficult to enter. Although she did not approve of him playing, she felt that the man should not lose his courage and was not forced to leave him in the world. Now her careful heart has been trembling.

Li Tianya, an old fox, may have noticed something. He looked at Huayi on the stage and Xiao Mei with a bitter gourd face, as if thinking about it.

Li Qingyan, who didn't feel the strange atmosphere, suddenly shook Xiao Mei's arm and shouted, "Look, it's starting!"

On the stage, Lin Xiang's arms unfolded, and a cannonball shot out in an instant. He kicked out his legs in a row and killed him.

Hua waved his sword, or blocked or avoided, even eliminated and beaten, and it was easy to deal with. The light on his sword flashed, rendering a faint streamer, just like the gloomy ghost fire in the chaotic grave at night.

"Lin Xiang's last victory was the second-grade great spiritual master. This flower is so easy to deal with. Is it possible that his strength has actually reached the realm of great spiritual master? This boy is really gloomy!" Li Yuya deliberately glanced at Xiao Mei, as if he wanted to see something from her face, but he only saw her pulling the corners of her mouth.

"It's not weak. It seems that you do hide your cultivation and it's worth my knife." During the battle, Lin Xiang's arrogant voice sounded, and his nine-ring scaled back knife was also taken in his hand. It seemed that Huayi was regarded as his opponent only now.

As the shadow of the knife dispersed, a group of airflow broke out on the stage, and the flower with low cultivation was forced to retreat by the airflow. Others did not know that he could leap the level to challenge a master like Lin Xiang, mainly because the leader ordered to absorb a large amount of attack energy and rely on the skill of "nine ghosts to eat souls" to absorb it into dark attribute energy. Measure, his body is an energy channel. The actual cultivation is still only in the ninth grade of the spiritualist. Lin Xiang's offensive intensified. The gap in absolute strength made him shake off a slightly slower reaction, such as a broken kite flying out. It was not until he was about to fly out of the stage that he suddenly fell to the edge of the field.

When his body first landed, dark wings appeared on Li Qingyan's back, and the windless automatic dark wings drove the black cold airflow, causing the temperature to drop sharply for several feet. Forced by Lin Xiang to accept the move halfway, he suddenly stamped his feet, like Piaohong vertically to the other side of the stage. The knife fists were shot out in a row, and the vigorous knife was like ten thousand arrows, shooting endlessly.

He raised the hand with the tattooed by the leader's order, and the dark wings gently fluttered. Li Qingyan floated lightly to Lin Xiang, waved the hand covered with a layer of dark blue light, and broke the net formed by the knife and fist with one palm. At the same time, the palm wind condensed into a long sword, like the bright starlight emerging in the dark night, and the sword light shook on the stage. The eyes of the people under the race were dazzled.

Lin Xiang pulled up and flew out of the sword light from the pressure. Taking a deep breath, he bulged all over his robe and roared, "The performance is over!" A knife is waved out. The nine-ring knife chopped down with the momentum of covering the sky and the sun. The black cold airflow spread like water waves. The knife light seemed to suppress the cold airflow as if the mountain died, and the black sword light quickly disappeared.

"It's still early to say it's over." The dark wings flashed, and Li Qingyan said casually. He waved his hand, and a long black spiritual sword condensed. The sword body was like starlight. The sword light collided with the knife light and set off fireworks. A dazzling light enveloped the whole platform, and the bodies of the two could no longer be seen.

Except for a limited number of masters, no one can see what happened. When Xiao Mei's heart was about to jump out of his throat, the fireworks suddenly dissipated. Lin Xiang first showed signs. His clothes were damaged in many places, and his complexion was extremely ugly. The speed of his action surged. Countless knives turned into sharp blades and shot out as fast as lightning. He was hit by such a knife light. Li Qingyan had many parts, and he had to add a pair of them. The blood hole made Xiao Mei suddenly stand up and will rush out if he admit defeat for Li Qingyan.

Li Qingyan appeared behind the right side of Lin Xiang like a green smoke. The spiritually condensed sword shook at will, and the tip of the sword bloomed with ink sword flowers, swaying along the momentum of the sword, and the trajectory was erratic, like a rapid flash in the sky.

The arbitrary sword light collided with the sharp knife light, bursting out dazzling sparks, and soon covered the bodies of the two people on the stage. The vast majority of the audience were dazzled, and all they could see was the starlight splashed.

Li Tianyan nodded frequently and said to himself happily: This boy's strength has advanced rapidly, and this swordsmanship is as unmarked. He is free to collect and release freely. Often with a sword, it can offset the full blow of Lin Xiang, who is higher than his level, and his talent is close to the demon! Looking back at Xiao Mei, he couldn't help guessing: What kind of reason did this girl have this anti-heaven means?

Xiao Meixiu, who didn't have enough eyesight, opened her eyes. It was easy to see the long sword flashing like ink jade, and she couldn't help exhaling. At this moment, the Moyu-like sword broke, and her heart immediately tightened again.

The next moment, Lin Xiang's nine-ring knife flew into mid-air and exploded, and his clothes also broke into pieces, revealing the tight armor inside, and his long hair that lost his golden crown flew, making his face even more ferocious. With a roar, he punched out. The boxing wind hit the ink jade sword that suddenly flashed with mountain-like pressure.

The tip of the ink jade sword condensed by spiritual power collided with the fist, stirring a faint spark, as if the fist was not a flesh and blood body, but the hardest fine iron. The tip of Moyu's sword was bent by the powerful force on his fist, and soon bounced in a straight line without any sign of damage. However, the power of the rebound of the sword body also shocked Li Qingyan back, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

Lin Xiang, who was as violent as a lion, chased up and punched the tip of the sword again. The absolute gap in strength made Li Qingyan unable to resist the shock from the tip of the sword. The long sword dissipated, his face was pale and bloodless, and his calm eyes were also gloomy. When Lin Xiang's unremoving palm was about to hit the door, he raised the hand of the head of the gate to meet him.

They punched each other, and the punches burst out, and a huge shock wave dispersed. Li Qingyan was bombarded again, while Lin Xiang stood in the center and did not move. Pick me up again!" He raised his right palm and burst out with thunder.

With the help of the dark wings and firmly landed firmly on the edge of the stage, Li Qingyan gasped and did not move. He raised his hand to emit a dark jade spiritual power and dragged a gorgeous ink arc on the stage. He was as young as a dragon and had a solid confrontation with the fist that had been blurred by the fist shadow several times. The shadow of the fist and the ink light were intertwined. The stream is turbulent, flying out of fireworks-like spiritual fragments.

Spiritual confrontation! Li Tianyan's back was straight. Although Xiao Mei sitting in the back row could not see his face change, he could also guess that Li Qingyan's situation was critical. Huo got up and wanted to admit defeat for Li Qingyan. As soon as she opened her lips, before she could make a sound, an invisible strong wave pressed her back to the chair and sat down without saying anything, which made her unable to make a sound.

The fog condensed in his eyes, and his pink little face became red and pale. Xiao Mei silently cursed the cold-blooded Li Tianyan in his heart. She guessed correctly. It was Li Tianyan who secretly moved his hands and feet, but his strength was quite clever. Li Qingyan, who was sitting next to her, didn't notice the abnormality and excitedly asked a question that made her want to vomit blood: "I don't think Huayi can last this time. What do you think?"

Maybe he wanted to test something, Li Yuya answered: "The absolute gap in strength is not something that can be made up by techniques. There is no doubt that he will lose. Unfortunately, he is really too overpowerful. Meier, what do you think?

Xiao Mei was silent. She thought of a used sentence in her previous life: not to break out in silence, but to die in silence. She felt that she was very likely to die in silence - she was so angry that she died.

When everyone was not optimistic about Hua Yi, when many of his fragile fans had burst into tears, no one could have imagined that Lin Xiang was the first to resist. His right arm armor burst, exposing the fleshy arm, the bones burst, the skin and flesh burst, and blood oozed out.

It was also the end of the strong Li Qingyan's dark wings flapping. His body flashed in front of Lin Xiang, kicked with two feet in a row, and his toes actually sank in. Lin Xiang heard the sound of his ribs breaking clearly and was stunned. He didn't know whether it was injured or angry that he sprayed blood on his back and hit the edge of the stage fiercely. He didn't know whether he was alive or death.

As long as Li Qingyan makes up for another step, Lin Xiang will definitely die.

"Lin Xiang admits defeat!" The head of the Lin family shouted excitedly. Lin Xiang is not only the genius star of the Lin family, but also his favorite eldest grandson.

The dark wings faded away, and Li Qingyan fell down and half knelt on the ground. It was not long after the referee announced the result of the game that he slowly stood up, spit out blood, and moved down step by step.