The battle in the ring is like a splash-ink painting, which is pleasing to the eye. There is no murderous intention, and there is no bloody violence. Rather, it is like a sparring session between the supreme masters in their spare time. The scarlet Qijue Sword should be full of evil aura, but in
The sword flower in Mu Qi's hand was only for chasing but not killing, attacking or surrounding, but it didn't have any killing intention.
It seems that Mu Qi has the upper hand and the aventurine is retreating step by step, but if you look carefully, the aventurine is walking around like a horse in the spring breeze, like a god above the Milky Way, calm and at ease.
Suddenly, Aventurine stopped. Mu Qi turned slightly and looked towards Aventurine. Seeing Aventurine's appearance, a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Are you ready to take action?"
The moment the sound fell, white mist seemed to rise, and a man in a tea-colored robe walked in the white mist, releasing all his spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy was overwhelming, as vast as the sea. Mu Qi was unable to move in this spiritual energy. The Qijue Sword in his hand was wrapped in white mist. He looked at the man in the white mist, and the man's dark eyes seemed to be filled with mist.
The forest, once you enter it, you cannot come out.
bite--
The sword in Mu Qi's hand fell to the ground, the white mist suddenly disappeared, and all the spiritual energy returned to Aventurine's Dantian. He stood on the other end of the stone platform, with his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with sorrow, and he hugged Mu Qi's fists
, "Admit." It's the same thing again.
Then he turned around and walked out. Bei Yue Huang's mind moved slightly, the golden light shield suddenly disappeared, and Aventurine jumped down from the ring.
In an instant, the battle was over.
Everyone was stunned, who... won?
Mu Qi looked at her hands. Just now, when the aventurine cod released its spiritual energy, Mu Qi felt numb and her body was out of control.
After being stunned for a long time, Mu Qi smiled bitterly, knelt down and picked up the Qijue Sword, then walked to the edge of the ring, glanced at Dongling Cod, clasped his hands in his fists, and said: "I lost. I am worthy of being the crown prince of Dongling. I admire you."
Aventurine nodded towards him.
Qingge looked at this extremely fast battle indifferently, and suddenly realized that Aventurine had always been hiding it, and only if it didn't take action, once it did, it would be a rain of blood without any fishy smell.
"Aventurine practices spiritual arts, and he is a spiritual master," Ji Yue said suddenly.
"Spiritual art?" Qing Ge was surprised. She knew very little about spiritual art. She only knew that it had something to do with the spiritual power of refining weapons.
"Yes."
Ji Yue said: "Spiritual art can only be practiced by those with strong minds. They use their minds to control the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. When it is powerful enough, it can move mountains, fill seas and call for wind and rain. Just relying on thoughts can make people's bodies burst into pieces."
Cheng Jifan, there once was a woman in the Demon Realm who practiced spiritual arts and was a member of the Phoenix clan. I once saw with my own eyes that with just a look from her, all the beasts within a hundred miles exploded into blood mist, and all the mountains and rivers were razed to the ground.
On the flat land, the once flourishing flowers turned into desolation in an instant.”
Qingge's heart seemed to have been hit hard, and she was deeply shocked.
Whether it’s Four Stars or prehistoric, her worldview has completely changed since she came to Four Stars. The further she goes, the more she discovers the magic of this world. There is no real peak. After the peak, there is another peak, over the mountain.
It's the sea, and on the other side of the sea is the volcano's caldera, one floor higher than the other.
Perhaps, at first, Qingge's desire to become stronger was just to protect the people around her and live a carefree life, but now, something seems to have been disconnected, and her thoughts are no longer just like that.
She began to be fascinated by that era when heroes gathered together.
She was born a woman, but her heart was dedicated to murder, bloodshed, life and death, and the ups and downs...
The people fighting in the second battle were Mu Qi and Zhan Qiu. Zhan Qiu's feminine eyes seemed to have a cold glimmer. Mu Qi looked at Zhan Qiu and frowned. He couldn't tell what was weird.
"Xiao Ge'er, who do you think will win?" Ye Qingtian asked.
"uncertain."
Qingge frowned slightly, Mu Qi's strength was at the peak of the sixth level of innate strength, but Zhan Qiu seemed to have secrets hidden in his bones, which no one could see through.
"Prince Nanyi will win." Elder An on the side said: "Zhan Qiu has broken through the seventh level of innateness."
Qingge's eyelids twitched, "Three days ago, Zhan Qiu's strength seemed to be at the sixth level of innate strength."
"It should have been a forced breakthrough."
Ye Qingtian looked solemn and said: "If you confront Zhan Qiu, you must not fight. You must resolve it as soon as possible, and be careful of his cunning methods."
Elder An also said: "There seems to be something else in Zhan Qiu's body, so be careful."
Qingge nodded.
At this time, the battle between Zhan Qiu and Mu Qi was in full swing. With a seven-sword sword and seven steps to become a flower, they walked sideways. Zhan Qiu held a purple electric hook in his hand and swung out his double hooks. They passed through the no-man's land, and there was lightning and thunder.
In the meantime, the hook reached Mu Qi's shoulders. The skin tore open and hooked two ribs. Zhan Qiu smiled softly. Under the astonished gazes of everyone, he exerted his hands and was able to hook two ribs.
When Mu Qi came out, his face was pale and he was sweating profusely. The moment his bones and flesh were separated, he saw him roaring like a wild beast. The pain of splitting bones was unbearable for most people.
All the spiritual energy in Zhan Qiu's body was released, which belonged to the seventh level of innate aura. Under the skin and flesh, a faint flash of lightning could be seen.
The scene on the ring was bloody and shocking. When she saw that Mu Qi was injured, the princess of the Southern Kingdom, the girl in red, immediately stood up, her face turned completely white, and her eyes were full of worry, "Emperor
Uncle!"
Mu Qi knelt on the ground weakly. Zhan Qiu seemed to have no intention of stopping. He stepped forward, moved his hands slightly, and threw the two ribs out with the purple electric hook connected to the iron rope. He lowered his hands and walked towards the heavy step.
Mu Qi walked away, and the purple electric hook fell to the ground. As he walked forward, it rubbed against the floor of the arena, making a "chichi" sound. Even if it was heard in broad daylight, it would make people's hair stand on end and make them panic.
The two huge blood holes under Mu Qi's shoulders were extremely eye-catching. Scarlet blood gurgled out, turning his blue shirt red in the blink of an eye.
He covered the wound with one hand and held the Qijue Sword in the other. The tip of the Qijue Sword was pressed against the ring for support.
Walking up to Mu Qi, Zhan Qiu looked down with a contemptuous smile on his lips, "Uncle Seventh Emperor, what's going on? Why are you kneeling on the ground?"
Mu Qi frowned and looked at Zhan Qiu coldly.
"As long as you admit defeat, I will let you go." Zhan Qiu smiled widely, his white teeth shining brightly.
The unwritten rule of the Four Dynasties Conference is that the golden light shield cannot be opened until the battle is over, but who knows when the battle will end. Of course, as long as someone admits defeat, the other side must stop.
But Mu Qi is also a proud person by nature. He would rather die in cold weather without a burial than admit defeat. This is his dignity as a man.