Old Xuange's eyes were extremely complicated, and he said deeply: "Young Master, this is Ruorong's responsibility. No matter what the outcome is, let her fight first."
"This way Ruorong will only be in danger..." An Peirong bit his lip.
Mr. Xuange's face looked very old at this time. He sighed heavily and said, "I don't know, I just don't know. Is there any other choice at this time?"
Suddenly, a cry of surprise was heard from the crowd, but it was Qin Chengye who had already taken action. He was so conceited that he no longer used his spiritual sword, but directly slapped it with both palms.
"Boom! Boom!"
Two white light pillars flashed out from his palms. These two white light pillars were more dazzling than the scorching sun. They converged in the middle and suddenly became more violent. A murderous intent rushed across the world and was covered with extremely powerful spiritual energy.
Removed all An Ruorong's escape routes.
"Break it for me!" Qin Chengye shouted with an extremely domineering tone.
An Ruorong, who was the first to bear the brunt, stared closely at the approaching threat. When the force was about to attack, she suddenly sacrificed something. With a wave of her hand, a body
The mahogany guqin quickly floated in the air.
The moment the guqin appeared, the whole scene condensed into one, and the picture seemed to freeze at this moment.
"Banshuang Tianyin Qin, the sound is unparalleled!"
An Ruorong recited an ancient mantra, and with a slow flick of the air in her right hand, a red piano sound took the shape of a flying crane, fluttering its wings and directly facing Qin Chengye's white beam of light.
"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"
An Ruorong did not stop, she continued to play the piano sounds while holding her breath. Under her strongest coordination, a total of four piano sounds collided with the white light beams one after another.
This Banshuang Tianyin Qin is a magic weapon of the third level of Jin Hong. It was An Yuntian who solemnly gave it to her before leaving this time.
Boom! Boom!
Amidst the loud noises, Qin Chengye's extremely powerful white light pillar was blocked four times in a row, and finally collapsed. The power of An Ruorong's half-frost Tianyin Qin shocked people's hearts.
"What a powerful magic weapon!" Everyone felt a sense of awe in their hearts.
"The second commander is so handsome!" The An family's disciples were shocked when they saw this scene.
Mr. Xuan Ge gritted his teeth tightly and said, "I hope Ruorong can turn the tide. If Ruorongruo fails, it means that our entire An family has been defeated..."
Suddenly there was a muffled thunder on the ground, and everyone suddenly discovered that there was a golden octagonal pagoda in front of them. This octagonal pagoda floated in the air like a half-frost Tianyin Qin, and then suddenly grew up out of thin air, getting bigger and bigger, and finally
It looks like a hill beyond the towering old trees on the other side.
"Puff! Puff!"
The pagoda rotated violently, and at the same time, a cloud of smoke filled the air crazily, like countless tentacles, spreading out wantonly.
"The eight-level pagoda can weigh a thousand pounds!"
Qin Chengye roared excitedly. Under the control of his hands, the hill-like eight-level pagoda suddenly hit An Ruorong heavily.
The momentum was so terrifying that everyone's hearts were raised to their throats.
"Ruorong!" An Peirong grabbed it with one hand, she was deeply worried.
"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"
An Ruorong's eyes were calm, she was manipulating the power of the piano sound crazily, the Tianyin Guqin was vibrating, and a total of four koin sound powers flashed upward.
"Boom! Boom!"
The eighth-level pagoda was shaken by the power of the piano sound, but it turned out that its strength was even better. After a battle, all four red lights dimmed without a trace. It stopped for a moment, but still blasted down suddenly.
Beneath it is An Ruorong, a weak woman.
At this dangerous moment, An Ruorong bit her lip tightly. She frantically stimulated her spiritual veins, and her pale palm finally succeeded in flicking it twice more.
Two red lights rushed forward and launched a final confrontation with the eighth-level pagoda.
"boom!"
With this loud noise, the entire earth shook violently, and an extremely oppressive aura surged crazily.
The forces above seemed to be still competing, but An Ruorong couldn't bear it anymore. She spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and her body went limp.
"Ruorong!" An Peirong screamed. She could no longer sit back and watch. She rushed over and hugged An Ruorong back from the dark shadow at the bottom of the tower.
"How dare you! How dare you violate the rules passed down by your ancestors!" Bai Meng and others had already jumped out.
An Peirong slowly turned around, shook her head sadly, and said, "We have given up in this battle..."
When An Ruorong heard this, she was shocked and struggled to stand up. She said in a trembling voice: "No... I have not lost. I can still fight... I can't lose, absolutely not..."
"Ruorong! Do you want to die here?" An Peirong's chest rose and fell sharply, and she said in pain.
"Lost... finally lost again..." Mr. Xuan Ge murmured. His body trembled and he slowly took a step back. Although he had expected this result, he still couldn't calm down. This time
The loss of Kongqingchi only made things worse for the already declining An family. He clearly knew what this meant to the An family.
He suddenly looked at An Peirong blankly. What he was most afraid of was that something would happen to An Peirong. Based on his understanding of An Peirong, he was afraid that An Peirong would go crazy because of this.
"Lost!" The faces of everyone in the An family turned extremely pale, and they had to lower their heads sadly.
Defeated, still defeated...
An Ruorong's whole body was trembling, and her eyes suddenly turned to the distant sky. Her face was so pale, and all she could think about at this time was that one person.
"Yun Sheng... are you alive or dead? You are the Prince of the Ancient Pluto, how could you die like this... Where are you? You know my endless sadness... Where... are you..." An Ruorong mourned
thought.
"Rumble! Rumble!"
The wind was rolling, but it was Qin Chengye who was retracting the eight-level pagoda. He looked at the people of the An family coldly, with deep disdain in his eyes. He looked down on the people of the An family from the bottom of his heart.
"I agree." Qin Chengye said coldly.
"They lost!"
Thousands of disciples of the Wumeng League burst out with shouts, and they mocked the An family to their heart's content in this way. Bai Meng and others were overjoyed, clasping their hands and laughing.
Now that victory or defeat has been decided, the entire atmosphere of the scene has changed. The dejected Anshi and the cheerfully laughing Umeng constitute a two-color picture at this time.
Gan Xuan glanced at An Ruorong with some pity, then suddenly sighed and said, "An Ruorong is a very remarkable person, but I can only say that my luck is bad this time."
Bai Meng suddenly sneered and said: "Madam, what you said is wrong. What do you mean by bad luck? Even at any time, our young alliance leader is sure to win. Some people want to challenge without overestimating their own capabilities. It is simply ridiculous!"
Shi Gong smiled and said: "Everyone from the An family, please come back. This time you came here in vain. We, the Wu League, are not talented, but we have to help you keep the empty pond for four years."
Endless humiliation surged into the hearts of everyone in the An family, and a breathless despair grew in their hearts.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded slowly: "Who said this competition is over... I'm here to challenge!" (To be continued)