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Chapter 423

Because Chu Xingyun and Xia Qingcheng were late, the order of the battles in the quarterfinals was completely chaotic.

For everyone, whoever comes first and whoever comes first has no effect at all.

So, after seeing Xia Qingcheng take the initiative to take the stage, the blood-robed elder whispered: Xia Qingcheng, fight against Qin Xiu!

As the sound fell, Qin Xiu rushed to the martial arts arena and stood in front of Xia Qingcheng.

He glanced up and down at Xia Qingcheng, finally sighed and said: He is worthy of being the number one beauty in the Great Xia Dynasty. He is indeed as beautiful as a flower. Unfortunately, after this battle, the title of the number one beauty in the Great Xia Dynasty is about to be replaced.

When many people heard Qin Xiu's threatening voice, they all knew that when Qin Xiu and Xia Qingcheng fought, the former would definitely take a fierce attack and use Xia Qingcheng's miserable defeat to stimulate Chu Xingyun and embarrass him.

But no matter what, the Heavenly Sword Association will never allow fighting. No matter how serious Xia Qingcheng is, he can recover as he has been after a long period of rest.

However, Qin Xiu said that after this battle, the title of the number one beauty in the Great Xia Dynasty no longer belonged to Xia Qingcheng, which shows that he would not only seriously injure Xia Qingcheng, but also destroy her appearance.

Such a move is so vicious that no woman can tolerate her face being destroyed!

Oh? Is it?

Xia Qingcheng had no fear on his face, but instead smiled strongly. She looked at Qin Xiu in front of her and said lightly: Then I want to see, what are your abilities?

Buzz!

Xia Qingcheng pulled out the Qinghuan swords. A shadow of a phoenix butterfly appeared above his head, and his wings flashed, turning into two halos, and directly sank into the Qinghuan swords.

The buzzing sound kept ringing, and a wind blew up on the martial arts arena, and a hazy smoke filled the entire martial arts square, as if it had entered a fairyland, like a dream and a illusion.

He was arrogant! Qin Xiu shouted coldly with disdain, and a blood-colored light and shadow bloomed on his body, like thick blood, and an extremely huge ghost head condensed, with protruding fangs and ferocious face, like a deadly ghost envoy from the Blood Hell.

Qin Xiu tapped his finger, and the ghost's head immediately turned into a long blood sword. The sword pattern was like a ghost. When he waved it, it brought out a sound of grievance and howling, as if there were thousands of evil ghosts wailing, which was particularly terrifying.

Under my blood sword, you are powerless to turn the world. Qin Xiu held the hilt tightly, and the sword tip was slightly spinning. Just as he was about to show his power, Xia Qingcheng, who was standing in front of him, disappeared.

This disappearance is a complete disappearance. Xia Qingcheng's body, breath, and spiritual power are completely gone, just like the evaporation of the world, disappearing without a trace.

Qin Xiu was not the only one who was surprised.

Those who looked at the martial arts arena were shocked by this scene. Even powerful people like Chang Chixiao could not find Xia Qingcheng's whereabouts. There was no graceful figure in his vision.

It was interesting. Fan Wujie suddenly spit out a pronunciation from his mouth. Obviously, he could see Xia Qingcheng's whereabouts, but he did not say it through, but just smiled.

Just a illusion, don’t even want to blind my eyes! Qin Xiu waved the blood sword, and the blood light filled the martial arts arena, hoping to capture Xia Qingcheng’s breath in this way.

But the result was still useless and there was no trace at all.

Buzz!

Just as Qin Xiu took back the blood sword, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in front of him, accompanied by two flashing sword lights, which accurately stabbed Qin Xiu's chest.

Dingding!

The tip of the sword did not pierce Qin Xiu's chest, but was blocked by the Yang Gang Qi. At this moment, Xia Qingcheng's figure was exposed and he stood in front of Qin Xiu's eyes.

Qin Xiu was overjoyed, pulled his sword and stabbed it straight, and laughed: I have entered the heavenly spirit and can control the qi of Yang Gang at will. Just your attack will have no effect on me at all.

The blood sword swept across the void and made a sound of howling ghosts, but Xia Qingcheng twisted his body and stepped into the rolling fog and disappeared again.

Swish!

The blood sword was sharp and tore the void apart, but it did not touch Xia Qingcheng and slashed it into the void.

You are lucky, but you actually avoided it. Qin Xiu snorted lightly, and before he could move, Xia Qingcheng's ethereal voice sounded behind him, and he smiled and said: Is it really luck?

Qin Xiu's mind exploded, and the yang energy burst out on his body, attached to his right arm and grabbed it directly behind.

Dingding!

Two more crisp sounds sounded. Xia Qingcheng did not appear behind Qin Xiu, but stood on the left, with his two swords straight into his hands, and was blocked by the Yang Gang Qi again.

But she was not disappointed. She stepped on the void and her body was like a illusion, completely integrated into this void.

Although Xia Qingcheng's two offensives did not hurt Qin Xiu, and even the Yang Gang Qi could not be pierced, this result made Qin Xiu angry.

He roared violently, and the blood sword in his hand roared low, and bloody sword light gushed out wildly, blocking the void. The next moment, the fog was annihilated, and a vacuum area appeared on the martial arts arena, without any matter.

call out!

A sound of passing by sounded. In Qin Xiu's eyes, two light sword lights fell, easily tearing the spiritual power all over the sky, stabbing the Yang Gang Qi in a sharp posture, and freezing it.

Good opportunity! Qin Xiu thought to himself, but almost at the same time, Xia Qingcheng's body became blurred and completely integrated into the fog, as if it had never appeared before.

At this moment, Qin Xiu was completely angry.

He roared to the sky, and with him as the center, blood light burst out freely. Each of them was a sword light, whistling through the void, piercing through the fog, and no corner could be spared.

However, Xia Qingcheng's figure still appeared like a phantom, the sword light burst out, piercing the vital points of Qin Xiu's chest. Then, almost at the same moment, her figure would disappear again, merge into the fog, merge into the void, and disappear again.

Once appear, once lose, again appear, again lose again.

Under such repeated cycles, Qin Xiu had no temper at all. Not only did he fail to capture Xia Qingcheng's trajectory, but even his offensive was completely useless.

Seeing this scene, the crowd opened their mouths in shock.

They thought that Qin Xiu would win this battle and the competition would end soon, but the final result was that Qin Xiu was completely controlled by Xia Qingcheng and could not even counterattack. They could only be beaten and angry.

The little girl Qingcheng has several good king weapons and is extremely strong in her overall strength. However, before today, she has never shown such a fighting style, and she can keenly capture the opponent's gap almost at all times.

In addition, Qingcheng's body movement is so weird, like a shadow, like a illusion, like a real or a false, even me is elusive, it is so terrible, as if it is completely integrated into the illusion fog, regardless of you and me.

It's really incredible that she had such an understanding in just one night!

The four sword masters of the Passing Master lineage were also shocked by Xia Qingcheng's performance. While they were discussing each other, a sudden light of inspiration suddenly flashed through their minds, as if they had realized something.

Then, their eyes looked towards Chu Xingyun at the same time and found that a faint smile had appeared on the handsome face as beautiful as a demon.
Chapter completed!
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