The male cultivator didn't waste any time, he raised his hand and shot out a streak of ink light, but it turned out to be a dark chain, which met the Leng Yue Ice Sword in the air and became entangled together.
While Liu Qinghuan controlled the Lengyue Ice Sword with his spiritual consciousness, blocking the chain like a spiritual snake, he flicked two fingers of his right hand at the same time!
The fighting platform was only twenty feet in size, and with a flash of light from the blinking needle, he arrived in front of the male cultivator in just one breath.
Although the male cultivator controlled the chain in the air with all his strength, he had been paying attention to Liu Qinghuan's movements and was always on guard. Now seeing how fast the blinking needle was, he couldn't help but be horrified! He could no longer hide and had to input wildly into the spiritual shield.
Spiritual power, I saw that the spiritual light on his body was strong, and the spiritual power shield was thickened by three points.
Liu Qinghuan's face was expressionless, and he flicked his fingers again, and two blinking needles flashed at the same time.
The two layers of protection of the male cultivator were instantly penetrated by the power of three blinking needles, reaching right between the eyebrows!
The audience was in an uproar!
With a satisfied move, Liu Qinghuan returned three points of spiritual light to his sleeves.
In the past, his cultivation level was low, and he always used the weak to fight the strong, so the blinking needle could only be used for the most critical blow. Now that his cultivation level is high and at the same level, the blinking needle can finally play its role as a top-notch magical weapon.
Sharp and extremely fast, Liu Qinghuan won two games.
The next person to come on stage was a thin-faced male cultivator with a ninth level of Qi cultivation. As soon as he came on stage, he looked at Liu Qinghuan and sneered: "Junior brother's flying needles are really powerful, but I don't know if they can break my Five Dragon Banners!"
" He raised his hand and summoned a black flag to protect him in front of him.
With an unpleasant scream, a long snake composed of black air sprang out from the five dragon flags, twisting and swimming like a black dragon, with majestic momentum. It jumped into the air, opened its mouth and screamed at Liu Qinghuan, leading
A strong wind arose.
Liu Qinghuan frowned slightly, and used a gravity spell under his feet to withstand the wind. At the same time, he took out a bone fan and flicked it. The bone fan decomposed into several bone spurs and fired them at the black air snake.
The long black snake swung its head and tail in the air, trying to avoid the bone spurs coming from it, but it was so big that no matter how hard it tried to dodge, it couldn't avoid the bone spurs.
"Puff puff puff!" Several holes as big as the mouth of a bowl appeared on the black air snake's body, but it only shook its body, and those holes were filled with black again, but slightly thinner. It shook its tail and walked towards Liu Qinghuan
Pounce over.
Liu Qinghuan's gale-wind boots flashed with light, and he quickly retreated. At the same time, he flicked his clothes, and nine blinking needles came out, along with several bone spurs, and danced wildly around the long black snake. Soon, the long snake was riddled with holes.
Air leaked everywhere. Finally, it could no longer maintain its shape and turned into wisps of black air and dissipated.
The middle-aged foundation-building monk guarding the platform glanced at Liu Qinghuan in surprise. There were many qi-training disciples who could control two attacking magic weapons at the same time, but not many could control two complete sets of attacking magic weapons at the same time. Just because they were a set.
Magical weapons require higher and more refined spiritual consciousness.
The thin male cultivator was shocked when he saw the bone spurs and flying needles shooting at him. He quickly made a seal with both hands, and the five dragon flags expanded and expanded, and thick black sprayed out, covering his entire body.
What surprised the middle-aged foundation-building monk even more was that Liu Qinghuan summoned the Lengyue Ice Sword again, and the three magical weapons surrounded the black air and slashed and cut crazily!
Only then did the onlookers in the audience react. Some people didn't believe their eyes and asked the people next to them: "Is he controlling three attack weapons at the same time?"
The person next to him nodded with an expression of disbelief and asked back: "Can you control three things at the same time?"
"Are you kidding! Let's talk about three more. Even if it's two, it's not easy to control them carefully and operate them smoothly!"
The two looked at each other, and one of them muttered: "How strong is this man's consciousness?!"
Liu Qinghuan himself doesn't know how strong his spiritual consciousness is. He only knows that when he practices Qi at the third level, he can cast several vine spells at once. As for the limit, he has not tested it yet.
However, it was his first time trying to control three attack weapons at the same time, and he seemed to still have some strength left.
Under such violent bombardment, the thin male cultivator finally couldn't resist and surrendered. However, his Five Dragon Flags turned into a piece of rag and was completely useless.
When he stepped down from the stage, he glared at Liu Qinghuan angrily: "Junior brother Liu, right? I will remember you!"
Liu Qinghuan smiled and put it behind her.
After he stepped down, a beautiful and charming woman flew up from the stage. She bowed to Liu Qinghuan generously and said crisply: "Brother Liu, this little girl is Qi Yuzhu from Mingyue Pavilion. She is at the eighth level of Qi training. Please invite me, senior brother."
Show mercy."
Liu Qinghuan returned the courtesy but did not express his position.
The woman took out two fans and waved them lightly, bringing out several fluttering spiritual flowers. With a twist, even more colorful spiritual flowers were flying all over the sky.
Liu Qinghuan did not dare to be careless and took precautions, but found that those spirit flowers were really just spirit flowers, just beautiful to look at. The sword energy that the opponent stabbed at them was also soft and had no sharpness.
Liu Qinghuan frowned and saw Qi Yuzhu flying on the stage like a dancer. Her graceful figure was like a goddess descending to earth, which attracted cheers from the male cultivators in the audience.
He glanced at the audience, not wanting to end this performance-like competition with a sword, so he couldn't bear it and just wanted to take a rest.
Qi Yuzhu was flying all over the place, continuously shooting out a string of sword energy like spiritual flowers to attack Liu Qinghuan. However, Liu Qinghuan only flicked his sleeves and the sword energy was gone.
A cunning look flashed in her eyes, she turned around again, turned around again, and swung her fans! A piercing transparent sword energy instantly rushed towards Liu Qinghuan.
But she didn't expect that the other party just glanced at her and waved her right hand, and the sword energy turned into a gust of wind and dissipated.
Qi Yuzhu was unwilling to give up, and the next sword energy became more and more fierce, changing the previous soft momentum, and tending to become stronger and stronger.
What kind of sword technique is this? Liu Qinghuan was slightly surprised. If it were placed in a life-and-death battle outside, a moment would be the difference between life and death. If this sword technique requires such a long preparation, it will be a big loss. But it may also be
Qi Yuzhu did this on purpose.
Liu Qinghuan was impatient and continued to drag on. There were too many changes in the competition field, and no one had one or two ways to bet on the bottom of the box. Besides, this was only the fourth competition, and he didn't want to waste too much spiritual power.
Leng Yue's ice sword brought with it a deep chill, shattering the shadows of flowers in the sky, and slashed through with one sword!
As Liu Qinghuan's offensive suddenly intensified, Qi Yuzhu could no longer maintain her previous good-looking posture and became a little confused.
She bit her teeth gently, turned sharply, and swung out the fan in her hand, throwing it up into the sky like a rotating wind wheel, and shot out several sword energy, each one as white as lightning.
Liu Qinghuan moved quickly, and nine blinking needles flew out of his sleeves, approaching Qi Yuzhu's face.
In the next two games, the opponents were not too strong, so Liu Qinghuan won them quickly. No one came on the field for a while, so he hurriedly sat down to recover his spiritual power.
There was another scene under the stage.
"Whoever has an armor talisman or a protective talisman, please lend it to me. I am Gao Xiaozhong from Tianxing Peak. I guarantee with my personality that I will borrow one in return for two!" A disciple at the ninth level of Qi training flew up slightly and faced the onlookers. shouted loudly.
Someone who knew me laughed and said, "Senior Brother Gao Xiaozhong, what are you doing?"
"Hey, isn't it my turn to play soon?" Gao Xiaozhong said with a sad face: "The flying needle of that kid on the stage is too powerful. The defensive means I prepared are not enough, so I only asked my fellow brothers to borrow some temporarily. Junior Brother Chen, do you have?"