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115. Peerless Beauty III

Long Qingyue's face was indifferent and she was not proud of it. She raised her head and looked at Qin Lieyan and Shen Ce opposite.

I saw two figures, one red and one white, fighting hard to separate each other, rising and falling. The golden and red spiritual powers were fighting each other, and the whole sky was reflected in a brilliant red gold and blood red.

Along with the constant sound of explosions in the air, and the clang of swords clashing.

Everyone stared with wide eyes, watching this thrilling scene, two peerless young geniuses colliding with fierce sparks at this moment, wondering which one will win this time!

The long sword in Qin Lieyan's hand burst out with bright red-gold light, like a brilliant sun, shrouding him in the middle, making the entire space seem a little brighter.

He raised his hand and waved forward, and suddenly a golden sword light struck forward like a tsunami, extremely sharp and unstoppable.

The expression on Shen Ce's face was still indifferent, and he raised the corners of his lips coldly, "Prince Qin's martial arts has not improved much."

He waved his hand casually, and a blood-red light suddenly erupted from his hand. It collided with the golden light struck by Qin Lieyan. There was only a loud bang, bright sparks collided in the air, and a wave of air flowed from the middle like water. It exploded like a wave.

Qin Lieyan stepped back and evaded quickly, with a smile on his lips: "But I think it should be enough to deal with you."

Shen Ce's eyes turned cold, and the spiritual power in his hand accelerated, quickly condensed into several sword energy, and struck forward again. At the same time, his body shape changed continuously, stepping on the void, as if stepping on the wind, and walked towards Qin Lieyan!

The cold sword edge exudes an astonishing cold light in the sun!

The tip of the sword has a touch of crimson, like the weeping flower of the other side in hell, weird and charming!

Qin Lieyan narrowed his eyes and advanced instead of retreating. The sword in his hand suddenly burst into bright golden light, transforming into countless golden sword shadows, and he rushed forward!

"Boom!" There was an explosion, and a dazzling light exploded between the two of them. Golden light and red light danced wildly everywhere. The battlefield was suddenly filled with golden and red light, and became blurry. Qin Lieyan and Shen Ce were nowhere to be seen.

Only two figures could be vaguely seen moving inside, and the crisp sound of metal collision came from inside. It seemed that the situation was quite intense.

When everyone could not see the situation clearly, Long Qingyue could clearly see the scene inside because she was the closest. At this time, Qin Lieyan seemed to have the upper hand. Although Shen Ce had no intention of losing, he No benefit was obtained.

As a member of the Qinglong Kingdom like Shen Ce, Long Qingyue had no intention of helping each other. The two of them had long disliked each other and simply let them fight each other. However, in her heart, she actually hoped that Qin Lieyan would If Grandpa or Nangong Shiwen and others knew about winning, they would be so angry that they would vomit blood.

Although Qin Lieyan had bullied him before, he had also secretly helped him. He was many times better than Shen Ce. Shen Ce was a dangerous person.

Suddenly, in the brilliant light that filled the sky, a figure flew out from inside and fell hard to the stage. The man opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone quickly looked up and saw that the man in bright red robes was none other than Shen Ce!

Shen Ce lost to Qin Lieyan in the last spiritual power conference. Unexpectedly, he was defeated by him this time. Everyone couldn't help but sigh.

Shen Ce's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, he stood up, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, then turned and left without saying anything.

The light on the battle platform dispersed, revealing the figure of a man. The young man was elegantly dressed in white, and his face was clear and handsome, like sapphire, and like the first ray of golden light in the rising sun between the green peaks. He was noble and proud, sacred and inviolable...


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