Miaoyin looked at Xin Xiaoqi, smiled sweetly and said, "Senior Brother Xin, I admit defeat in this game and I'm leaving."
Xin Xiaoqi felt that this farewell seemed like forever, and immediately asked in a trembling voice: "Junior sister, where are you going?"
Miaoyin looked solemn and said softly: "I came from where I came from and I want to go where I am going. I will live up to Tathagata and live up to you..."
On Doubu Peak, Wen Qingya's beautiful face said with emotion: "Should I find her back and let Xiao Qi marry her? In this way, I will live up to the beauty, Buddhism..."
"Maybe this is what Buddhism is like!" Jin Jin said, hesitating to speak.
"Shangxiao faction Xin Xiaoqi wins." On the ring, the puppet referee shouted loudly.
On the second stage, the dark-skinned Jian Wuqi, fluttering in white clothes, extremely chic, with a flat nose under his big eyes, was facing Zhou Wei from the Shangxiao faction opposite.
Opposite Zhou Wei, who is wearing a Taoist cloak with a white cloud pattern, has a face as smooth as jade, with starry eyebrows and sharp eyes. The Taoist cloak with a white cloud pattern behind him is fluttering in the wind, which is really beautiful. There are many female monks on the Nine Continents.
, obsessed with it.
Jian Wuqi wiped his flat nose, frowned and said to Zhou Wei: "Senior brother, I feel bad being in the same arena with you."
"Oh? I'm so annoying?" Zhou Wei laughed.
Jian Wuqi shook his head and said: "It's not that you are too annoying, I really don't have confidence in you."
"Junior Brother Wuqi, you must believe in yourself. For example, Xiaoqi, you don't even know where his confidence comes from. It is pure self-confidence. His self-confidence may come from self-confidence that you don't know where it comes from." Zhou
Wei said playfully, as if she was telling a tongue twister.
"I feel like I can't keep up with your thinking, senior brother, but I feel that if I don't take action first, I'm afraid I won't have a chance!" Jian Wuqi said without confidence.
"Sword control skills." Jian Wuqi said something, but before he finished speaking, the sword control skills suddenly took action.
I saw a crimson green sword, with the sky full of clouds, wrapping the sword Wuqi, like a missile, stabbing towards Zhou Wei.
Zhou Wei tapped her toes, and the green light on the land moved with her aura.
Jian Wuqi didn't stop, and when he saw that the attack failed, he used another sword control move.
For a moment, in Jian Wuqi's eyes, Zhou Wei actually didn't use any other moves, but used one move, Land Qingguang Zong, and kept dodging his own sword-driving skills. Jian Wuqi's heart became fierce, and his sword-driving skills continued.
I don't know how many moves passed, but Jian Wuqi didn't even touch Zhou Wei. Jian Wuqi shouted angrily, and saw the flaming red Qingzhi sword suddenly split into three. These three flaming Qingzhi swords,
Quickly shoot towards Zhou Wei in the air.
Jian Wuqi, who was on the same spot, squeezed his sword skills wildly, and saw that the fiery red and green sword that flew out actually exceeded the speed of sound. The land blue light controlled by Zhou Wei could no longer go faster than Jian Wuqi's sword.
.
With a "pop" sound, Jian Wuqi's fiery green sword penetrated Zhou Wei's body.
When Jian Wuqi saw this, he shouted in horror: "Senior Brother Zhou Wei, be careful."
But he was surprised to find that this was actually Zhou Wei's phantom. The fiery red Qingzhi sword continued to hit the barrier of the arena, and the barrier was blocked by Jian Wuqi's Qingzhi sword.
Almost penetrated.
The monks on the Nine Continents looked at Jian Wuqi's sword in astonishment, and each exclaimed: "This sword sect is a sword, and it has such strong attack power."
Only then did Jian Wuqi realize that it turned out that Zhou Wei had lost control of the phantom formation at some point. He had been attacking for a long time, but it was just his formation.
"The sword's heart is clear." Jian Wuqi shouted softly.
In an instant, the fog in the formation dissipated in Jian Wuqi's eyes. Zhou Wei was seen in the distance, giving him a thumbs up.
Jian Wuqi asked depressedly: "Senior brother, am I too stupid?"
"No, you're not stupid, you're stupid." Zhou Wei laughed.
Jian Wuqi nodded and said, "I should learn from the boss."
There was a "high" sound. Before Jian Wuqi could finish his last sentence, the Slave Sword Technique had already taken action. The red flying sword was like a rainbow, roaring towards Zhou Wei.
Zhou Wei chuckled and waved the divine disk in his hand gently. Jian Wuqi's flying sword hit the void in front of Zhou Wei's eyes. The huge force of the flying sword seemed to become some kind of power.
Two faucets suddenly protruded from the top.
Those two dragon heads, one silver and one cyan, seemed to be fueled by the power of Jian Wuqi's flying sword.
Jian Wuqi was not aware of this at the moment. When he saw two dragon heads coming out, his consciousness trembled. The red-hot green flying sword actually turned into two swords. It seemed to be carrying colorful clouds all over the sky, and he chopped them fiercely.
Come down.
With a "boom", Jian Wuqi's flying sword struck firmly on the two dragon heads. The two dragon heads finally gained strength, got out of the ring, opened their huge dragon mouths, and a wave of heaven and earth flowed out.
Chains like vitality were bound towards Jian Wuqi.
When Jian Wuqi saw this, he was not afraid at all and shouted, "Clumsy."
The two red flying swords struck at the vitality chain quickly, and there was another loud "bang" sound. The two flying swords indeed struck at the vitality chain of heaven and earth.
But those two chains became more and more clearly visible, trapping Jian Wuqi firmly.
Jian Wuqi looked at the chain in astonishment and suddenly realized: "The stronger the attack, the more powerful the formation will be."
"Junior Brother Wuqi expected it to be good. He is smart and a master in the general transformation stage would have to hit at least five or six times for this chain to have enough energy to lock the monk. But Junior Brother Wuqi, your attacks are indeed not blocked.
Just two, two!" Zhou Wei said in admiration.
Jian Wuqi became even more depressed and said: "Oh my God, why do you want me and Senior Brother Zhou to fight in the ring?"
The monks from the Nine Continents all looked at Jian Wuqi with sympathy. They all felt the same way and decided not to challenge Zhou Wei in a one-on-one challenge. Of course, it was best not to challenge in a group...
The puppet referee shouted loudly in time: "Shangxiao faction Zhou Weisheng!"
On the high round platform, the old voice of the puppet responsible for drawing lots said: Dear immortal masters, the first competition in the second round of this round has ended. The people who won the first round in the second round are:
"Ming Ting Dian Hui Hui"
"Ming Ting Mi Yue"
"Shangxiao Sect Qing Lingyun"
"Shanmen Baishan"
"Desolate Gate East Mountain"
"Xin Xiaoqi from Shangxiao School"
"Shangxiao Sect Zhou Wei"
"The winner is asked to put a trace of true energy into the stone tablet for the second round of the second competition."
After hearing this, the seven monks all poured their true energy into the tablet in front of them, and saw a flash of light. The stone tablet showed the list of the second round and the second competition.
There are five rows of words on this big tablet, and in the middle there is this big word "the second round" written for the second time. Below the "second round" the second time it says:
"The first game, Mingting Dian Huihui versus Huangmen Dongshan."
"In the second game, Shangxiao sent Zhou Wei to fight against Mingting Miyue."
"The third game, Shangxiao sent Qing Lingyun to fight against Shanmen Baishan."
"For the second time in the second round, Shangxiao sent Xin Xiaoqi to have a bye."
On the Nine Continents, a white-haired old man said angrily: "I, Cao, that wretched boy, actually got a bye and went directly to the next round. What a worldly thing."
"Maybe he has been contaminated by the blessings of Wonderful Sound Bodhisattva." A young man named Gouzi also said angrily.