This time, the Hou family and the Wen family came much more than the Cui family, and Wen Hongfeng was also present.
Her face was swollen, but all her true energy had been lost, and she looked senile.
As soon as Wen Hongfeng saw Qin Ziling come in, she immediately pointed at Qin Ziling with hatred, and gritted her teeth at the old Taoist next to her who was wearing a white Taoist robe, a star crown on his head, a fly whisk in his hand, a childlike face and white hair, and a fairy-like Taoist style.
He said: "My father is that bastard who ruined my cultivation. You must help me kill him later!"
This veteran was none other than Elder Biyun Zongwen who intercepted them on their way back from the Dragon Vein Land last year.
"Mom, he's just a young boy, so why do you need grandpa to take action? My son will help you kill him later to relieve your hatred." The eyebrows of the person next to him are somewhat similar to Wen Hongfeng, and he looks to be in his thirties.
The man said with a proud look on his face.
"Since Kun Hu can easily suppress Kun Ye, it may not be easy for you to defeat him. It would be more appropriate for your grandfather to take action. Your opponent is Shan He, and you must defeat him!" Hou Yuehong stood beside him.
He said in a deep voice, looking at Cui Kunhu with a hint of the kindness of a strict father.
Cui Kunhu glanced at Hou Yuehong and said nothing...
"Who is that guy dressed as a scribe?" Qin Ziling ignored Wen Hongfeng and others at all, and just glanced slightly at the man sitting between the Hou family and the Wen family. He was dressed as a scribe, with his eyes closed and in meditation, with the old god there and a sharp face.
The narrow, tall and thin old man asked Cui Shanhe beside him in a low voice.
Cui Shanhe's eyes fell on the scribe, his pupils shrank slightly, and he said with a solemn look: "His name is Pu Jingyan, the deputy sect leader of the Biyun Sect, the most proud disciple of Qingsong Lao'er, and the most promising to become the Biyun Sect.
The second great master, Cui Kunhu, became his disciple.
It is said that Pu Jingyan has been practicing in seclusion in the past few years, but I didn’t expect that today he came out specifically for this matter. It seems that Pu Jingyan thinks highly of Cui Kunhu!"
While Cui Shanhe and Qin Ziling were talking in a low voice, Pu Jingyan suddenly opened his eyes.
When he opened his eyes, two gazes shot out like swords, making everyone around him suddenly eclipse, as if he was the only one left in the world.
Pu Jingyan's eyes just glanced at Cui Shanhe and Qin Ziling, and then fell on Jian Bailou.
An invisible force of momentum followed Pu Jingyan's gaze and swept towards Jianbai Tower.
A faint black energy surged on Jian Bailou's face, and the invisible power retreated instantly.
Pu Jingyan's eyesight returned to normal, but he looked at Jianbailou with a look of contempt and condescension, as if he was already sunset and dying.
When Qin Ziling saw this, a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
His teacher is definitely an acting emperor!
Soon, the two sides sat facing each other on the left and right of Dong Batian and other witnesses.
Seeing that everyone on both sides was already present, Dong Batian simply asked both sides to sign a life and death certificate and the price the loser had to pay. He went on stage and said a few words before retreating.
Among them, if the Cui family loses, not only will they have to give up a large part of Qinghe County's interests, but the Wen family will also have to destroy Qin Ziling's cultivation. Of course, the premise is that Qin Ziling can survive the competition.
Because the two sides have regulations, if one side does not take the initiative to admit defeat when the two sides are fighting, they will fight to the death!
Of course, if the Wen family and the Hou family lose, they will have to give up a lot of Qinghe County's interests.
Dong Bacai retreated, and Wen Chuansen stood up, holding a fly whisk and walked into the arena.
"Although I don't want to bully the young, Qin Ziling has ruined my daughter's reputation and ruined her cultivation. As a father, if I can't seek justice for my daughter, it will be a waste of time for me to be a father!" Wen Chuansen cupped his hands in all directions,
Dayi spoke solemnly, then his face suddenly sank, and he swung his fly whisk in the direction of Qin Ziling.
The soft silver whisk threads suddenly stretched straight and pointed at Qin Ziling. The threads shone silver in the sunlight.
"Boy Qin, if you have the courage, come out and challenge. If you don't have the courage, hide behind Cui Boming and let him fight for you first. I don't mind dealing with Cui Boming first and then dealing with you!" Wen Chuansen is extremely arrogant.
, said arrogantly.
"As expected, like a daughter, like a father! Your daughter bullies the weak and is full of evil, destroying my grandpa and grandma's happy life, causing their wives to be separated, and she has suffered humiliation for many years. It can be said that she has ended up like this.
You deserve it, and it has a lot to do with your father's failure to fulfill his teaching responsibilities.
Now you, the father, have ignored the evil things that your daughter has done over the years, and instead want to stand out and want to kill me. Now you are still talking so grandly. It seems that you, the old man, are also very bad!" Qin Ziling held "
"Bloody battle." Heng Dao stepped into the arena unhurriedly, then pointed the blade at Wen Chuansen and said coldly.
"Shuzi, please stop spewing blood. If I don't destroy you today, you will be a father in vain!" Wen Chuansen's face suddenly darkened, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he threw the dust fly in his hand into the sky.
Immediately, thousands of whisk threads spread out like a goddess scattering flowers, and sharp silver light tore through the air and shot towards Qin Ziling overwhelmingly, sealing all the space where he was.
Some silver light fell on the ground, and the ground paved with hard bluestone was like tofu, and dense holes like needle holes immediately appeared.
On the Cui family's side, except for the old gods Jian Bailou and Xiao Qing, everyone else's pupils suddenly shrank.
"This old thief's true energy is becoming more and more refined, and his control methods are becoming more and more proficient!" Cui Baiming showed a trace of worry.
When Wen Hongfeng saw this, her eyes showed a look of anticipation and longing, and the muscles on her face continued to twist.
Hou Yuehong and others showed a smile on their faces, as if they already had a chance to win.
At this moment, the "Blood War" sword in Qin Ziling's hand shook, and an extremely powerful sword energy shot into the sky.
Immediately after the blood-red sword light shook, the circles formed a large ball of blood light, wrapping Qin Ziling's entire body inside.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!" Dots of silver light fell on the big ball of blood, making a loud sound like dense rain knocking on the window.
The big ball of blood light was actually airtight and could not be splashed with water, and all the overwhelming silver light was blocked.
The big ball of blood and light rolled forward amidst the falling silver light and cold light.
The sharp sword energy and the overwhelming murderous aura swept away in the direction of Wen Chuansen along with the big ball of blood.
Wen Chuansen's face changed slightly when he saw this, and the magic formula in his hand changed.
Thousands of silver whisks gathered together, condensed into one, and then swooped towards Qin Ziling like a silver dragon.
Qin Ziling smiled coldly when he saw this, and the big ball of blood shook and transformed into a horizontal knife that refracted the blood-colored light in the sun.
"Bloody Battle" slashed the sword towards the silver dragon.
Suddenly, a sword light more than ten feet long rushed out from the blade.
Stab!
The sharp blade tore through the air, drawing a trajectory in the air that was filled with endless changes and seemed to be simple.
Just like the Tai Chi diagram, at first glance, it is simple and clear in black and white.
But the more you look at it, the more you will find that it contains infinite changes and mysteries.
Facing this strange knife, Wen Chuansen suddenly felt a chill all over his body.
It seems that this knife fills the entire world, is everywhere, and can fall on any part of the "Silver Dragon".
Wen Chuansen's face changed slightly, his eyes showed an extremely solemn look, and he used the magic formula in his hand again.
The silver dragon soared into the sky, flying in the air, but it didn't dare to take the sword.
The entire martial arts arena seemed to suddenly become quiet.
Not to mention Cui Baiming and other people who didn't know Qin Ziling's details, even Jian Bailou and Xiao Qing, who knew some of Qin Ziling's details, looked shocked when they saw this.
Especially Jian Bailou almost stood up.
He is a master of swordsmanship and even has a hint of swordsmanship.
The feeling that Qin Ziling's knife just gave him seemed to touch the threshold of a knife's intention.
It is extremely fierce, looks down on the world, and can kill everything, but it also contains the gentleness and change like the flow of water.
Pu Jingyan's casual gaze suddenly became extremely sharp, revealing a strong murderous intent.
Seeing the silver dragon rising into the sky, Qin Ziling Yangtian let out a long laugh, held the "bloody battle" horizontal sword in his hand, and headed straight towards Wen Chuansen.
In Qi refining, before the Grand Master, the power that could move the heaven and earth was extremely limited, and the main thing used was the true power and true essence gained through hard work.
But because of the true power, the true essence originates from the energy of heaven and earth. It is only the personal imprint of it through practice. In essence, it is still the energy of heaven and earth. Therefore, unlike martial arts practitioners, Qi practitioners can use the true power that has the same origin as the energy of heaven and earth.
, the true essence controls the magic weapon and magic weapon from a relatively long distance, keeping the main body in a relatively safe position.
The strength of a warrior comes from the physical body. Even though it can burst out of the body, the distance is very limited.
But it is precisely because the strength comes from the physical body and truly belongs to oneself that the warrior can control it like an arm and a finger, and the strength can be moved at will.
Therefore, once a warrior approaches the main body, although the Qi Refiner can also use his true power and engage in close combat, he is relatively at a disadvantage.
Wen Chuansen saw Qin Ziling holding a sword and killing straight away. The attack was so fierce that it tore apart the air and brought up waves of wind and waves. His face changed again, and he had already jumped back and flew back. At the same time, the magic formula was revived, and the silver dragon appeared again.
He rushed down towards Qin Ziling.
"Kill!" Qin Ziling shouted coldly and slashed away with his sword. The long and thick blood-colored sword light was still simple but contained unpredictable changes.
Wen Chuansen's pupils suddenly shrank and his face darkened. The silver dragon's body lengthened and danced wildly in the air. The sky was filled with silver light, covering the space where the "Bloody Battle" sword had cut, and then it suddenly entangled and stirred.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!" The silver dragon continued to twine and shrink, and the blood-colored sword light was continuously compressed, bursting out with little bits of blood-colored and silver-colored light blending together, spilling down, and looking extremely gorgeous in the sunlight.
When a few points of silver light fell, they turned into silver whisk threads.
The extremely sharp blade and light of the blade actually cut off some fly whisk strands.
Wen Chuansen's face became increasingly gloomy and ugly.
He could feel that Qin Ziling's cultivation was only in the early stage of bone refining, because the bone strength he released through the "bloody battle" horizontal sword had a hint of copper color, which was the result of the bone strength contained in the superficial bones.
Unique color.
So when Wen Chuansen saw Qin Ziling's mysterious sword skills, he changed his strategy and stopped competing with him.
Instead, we must defeat ten groups at once!
Wen Chuansen directly wrapped the "Blood War" horizontal sword with the silver dragon transformed from whisk silk, trying to directly crush it with his powerful true energy.
But he didn't expect that Qin Ziling's bone strength was not only hard and sharp, but also endless and extremely strong. It was not like other great martial arts masters in the early stages of bone refining who could only explode intermittently.
The continuous bone strength used its hardness to withstand his powerful crushing, and at the same time, it used its sharpness to break through the surface and continuously cut open his "Silver Dragon".
In this way, Wen Chuansen was equivalent to exploding with all his strength, while Qin Ziling only targeted the attack with one click.
Wen Chuansen's energy consumption was huge, but his energy consumption was much less.
But now that the two sides were entangled, Wen Chuansen would inevitably lose face if he retreated, and he was also worried that Qin Ziling's mysterious sword skills would take advantage of the situation to counterattack.
Of course, Wen Chuansen also believed that he was in the late stage of Zhenyuan. In a competition of strength and endurance, there was no way he could lose to Qin Ziling, a guy in the early stage of bone refining.
Time passes slowly like water.
One stick of incense and time passed.
Under the sun, in mid-air.
The silver dragon was still tightly wrapped around the "bloody battle" Heng Dao, strangling him continuously.
A bloody sword light was like a blood python wrapped around the silver dragon, twisting constantly, as if trying to break free.
The light on both sides was gradually dimming, and the original shapes of the fly whisk and the horizontal knife were faintly revealed.
There were a lot of silver whisks scattered on the ground.
Wen Chuansen's face was livid, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and the real energy in his body was billowing out, consuming a huge amount of energy.
But Wen Chuansen had no intention of giving up.
Because Qin Ziling's situation looks worse than him.
He held a horizontal knife in his hand, his muscles were tangled, and his veins were bulging. His young and handsome face flushed red in the sun, and a large amount of sweat rolled down his forehead. His body was trembling slightly, as if he would not be able to hold on at the next moment.
It's like falling down.
When the people from the Hou family and Wen family camps saw this, their expressions obviously relaxed.
Wen Chuansen is a great master of Qi refining in the late stage of the veteran Zhenyuan. The Zhenyuan is powerful and inexhaustible. Now he uses the silver whisk to strangle Qin Ziling's "bloody battle" horizontal sword, forcing him to fight with him.
He has so much power, but he can't display his mysterious sword skills.
In their view, no matter how powerful Qin Ziling's Qi, blood, and bone strength are, he cannot possibly compare to Wen Chuansen. Even though Wen Chuansen's tactics are at least two or three times more energy-intensive than Qin Ziling's.
Qin Ziling will definitely not be able to defeat him.
In fact, the current situation of both parties also confirms their thoughts.
Everyone in the Cui family looked as dark as if they were dripping with water. Even Cui Shanhe couldn't help but cursed Wen Chuansen for being shameless. Dong Tianba scolded him before he had no choice but to shut up.
On the Cui family's side, only Jian Bailou and Xiao Qing looked at this and secretly curled their lips.
This apprentice is so good at acting!
Poor Elder Wen, even at his old age, can't escape the fate of being tricked by his elder brother!
Another stick of incense time passed.
The sun has climbed to the middle of everyone's heads.
The winter sun shines warmly on your body, making you very comfortable.
But Wen Chuansen felt that the sun was so poisonous that he felt dizzy. The fine sweat on his forehead had turned into profuse sweat, and his white robe was so wet that it seemed like it could drip.
Qin Ziling on the opposite side was still the same as before, even trembling slightly, as if he would run out of strength and fall to the ground in the next moment, but he would not fall.
The people who witnessed it had their eyes straightened.
This is the first time they have seen a great martial artist in the early stage of bone refining compete with a great qi refining master in the late stage of Zhenyuan for endurance, and they can actually last for such a long time.
Every time, it seems like it is about to run out of strength, but it squeezes out a little water like a sponge.
Everyone in the Wen family and the Hou family started to look dark and wanted to curse.
The people of the Cui family turned from pessimism and despair at the beginning to extremely nervous, fearing that Qin Ziling would not be able to hold on at the next moment.
Another stick of incense time passed.
Under the sun, Wen Chuansen's body began to tremble like Qin Ziling's, and his originally rosy old face had completely lost its luster and became wrinkled.
Qin Ziling is still the same.
The atmosphere of the scene is very subtle and strange.
Except for Xiao Qing and Jian Bailou who wanted to laugh, everyone else always felt that something was wrong.
Just when the people watching the battle felt something was wrong, Qin Ziling suddenly said: "Old guy! This kind of fighting method is too boring, let's try something simpler!"
While Qin Ziling's words were still echoing in the air, an afterimage crossed the martial arts field and approached Wen Chuansen in an instant.
"Seeking death!" Wen Chuansen was overjoyed when he saw this. He opened his mouth and sprayed out a stream of water essence towards Qin Ziling.
The water essence condensed into an ice sword in the air and went straight to Qin Ziling's throat.
At the same time, the magic weapon whisk had taken the opportunity to loosen the "bloody battle" horizontal knife that had lost control, and the silver thread turned into thousands of silver lights and shot towards Qin Ziling again.
"What a pity, I still can't defeat Wen Chuansen in the end!" Dong Tianba and others secretly regretted it.
Everyone in the Wen family and Hou family looked surprised.
Everyone in the Cui family changed their expressions. Cui Baiming even opened his mouth to admit defeat for Qin Ziling, but was stopped by Jian Bailou.
In the eyes of everyone, Qin Ziling has now reached the point where the lamp oil has been exhausted, and he has no choice but to give up the "bloody battle" and want to make a desperate attempt to kill Wen Chuansen.
But Wen Chuansen is, after all, a veteran Qi master in the late stage of Zhenyuan. He still has a little Zhenyuan power left and can react quickly to changes. He directly uses a real Yuan to condense the ice sword to take out Qin Ziling's vitals, prevent him from approaching, and at the same time call back the whisk magic weapon. .
Now Qin Ziling is under attack from both sides. Even if he can break through the ice sword, how can his flesh and blood body dodge or block the silvery cold light that scatters all over the sky?
Unless he still has a lot of strength left, he can put a strength shield around him!
But is this possible?
Just when everyone thought that Qin Ziling would be defeated and killed this time, Qin Ziling actually opened his mouth, and a crystal clear flying sword shot through the air with colorful colors reflected in the sunlight.
"Dang!" there was a sound.
The flying sword directly shattered the ice sword formed by Wen Chuansen's true energy.
Almost at the same time, Qin Ziling's figure did not pause at all, and even suddenly exerted force at an even more terrifying speed.
"Stop!" The Wen family and the Hou family immediately shouted violently, and Pu Jingyan pointed at Qin Ziling in the air, tearing the air with a green sword energy and stabbing him away.
"Pu Jingyan, why are you as shameless as your master!" Upon seeing this, Jian Bailou pointed his finger in the air, and a sharper golden sword energy tore through the air, arriving first.
The two sword energies collided in the air and exploded violently, creating waves of air.
The black energy appeared on Jian Bailou's face again, this time it became more obvious.
"Stab it!"
Qin Ziling's hand knife pierced directly into the chest of Wen Chuansen, who was retreating rapidly, and then pulled it out suddenly, kneeling on one knee, gasping for air, sweat rolling down his forehead.
Wen Chuansen looked at the blood spurting out of his chest, looking up and falling to the ground in disbelief. We provide you with the fastest updates and free reading.