On the side near the main hall, Lin Qingshan and other five peak masters were all gathered here.
Behind them are the elders and disciples from each peak.
"Lao Qi, are you sure Churan can hold on? We have already lost twenty-four games!"
The peak master of the fifth peak asked Lin Qingshan.
"These guys are really good at timing. All the top disciples of our Tianxuan Sect have left the sect to gain experience, and they came here just now!"
"They are clearly here to target Su Qiye. Let's just hand this kid over. After all, if the sect really loses, it will be no small matter!"
The peak masters of the fourth and sixth peaks also spoke next.
The peak master of the third peak, Yi Tianxin, said coldly at this time.
"Lin Qingshan, now the sect master has not come out of seclusion. If you really lose this fight, I will see how you will explain it!"
"Now this is the last chance. If you hand the person over, there is still room for redemption!"
The four peak masters all forced Lin Qingshan.
At this time, Lin Qingshan's face was ashen, and his fists were clenched behind his back.
He gritted his teeth, and the killing intent surged in his eyes.
"Don't even think about it! Churan will never lose!" Lin Qingshan said coldly.
When he finished speaking, the peak master of the third peak sneered again.
"You won't lose? You are speaking lightly. If you lose, the entire Tianxuan Sect will lose face!" ωωw..net
"Moreover, Wang Churan is only at the level of a ninth-level great martial artist and half-step to the level of martial arts. What she faces is at least the level of a second-level martial arts master!"
"You told me that you won't lose? How can you guarantee that you won't lose?"
Yi Tianxin roared at Lin Qingshan.
Opposite the martial arts arena, a viewing platform was set up.
Six elders from the Lingjian Sect came at once, along with dozens of elite disciples and many geniuses.
Obviously he came prepared.
"These are the last two games. If we win, our goal will be achieved."
An old man in his sixties sneered. This guy was wearing a blue shirt, and his cloudy eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"The person opposite is the number one genius of the Seventh Peak. His name is Wang Churan. He is very powerful! He has defeated us seven times in a row. Mo Chen may not be her opponent."
Another old man spoke up and said solemnly.
"If you lose, you lose. Anyway, we have won twenty-four games, and the opponent has only won ten!"
"I don't believe it. She can fight fifteen times in a row and win by herself!"
In the martial arts arena.
Wang Churan was holding a thin sword, his eyes were cold, and when he raised his hand and shook it, the light of the sword was surging.
Opposite her, Mo Chen held a sword as black as ink and attacked Wang Churan crazily.
"die!"
This young man was wearing a black robe and had a strong murderous intent.
Every sword strike is extremely cunning and vicious.
The persecuted Wang Churan was retreating steadily, and his face gradually became serious.
Stab~
He stabbed with his sword and cut off Wang Churan's clothes, revealing his shiny lotus-rooted arms.
Wang Churan's face hardened, he jumped up and quickly slashed out several swords.
The sword light went straight towards Mo Chen, covering all his attack and retreat routes.
At this time, Mo Chen narrowed his eyes and quickly swung his sword to resist the incoming sword light.
When he kept drawing out his sword, Wang Churan killed him with ghost-like footwork.
Chi!
A sword cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.
"Um?"
Mo Chen's expression suddenly changed.
Because he had just swung his sword to resist Wang Churan's sword light, and the next moment Wang Churan came with another sword.
puff!
This sword pierced directly into Mo Chen's heart.
Then Wang Churan made a sudden move, sending Mo Chen flying out of the martial arts arena.
Wang Churan won!
Everyone on Tianxuanzong's side was cheering.
"Win!"
"As expected of Wang Churan, the genius of the Seventh Peak!"
"Yes, Wang Churan should have taken action earlier!"
On the opposite side, Lingjian Sect.
"Let's fight quickly and let Yuan Ge take action."
One of the elders of Lingjian Sect spoke.
"Okay, I think it's almost done."
Then, the next one started quickly.
Wang Churan fought seven consecutive games without stopping.
At this time, Wang Churan's face was pale, there were many sword marks on his body, and blood was dripping down the long sword.
Lin Qingshan's face was extremely solemn at this time, and he was ready to take action at any time.
Soon, someone from the opposite side was arranged to come on stage.
This man was wearing strange clothes, and his eyes were almost narrowed into slits.
"Spirit Sword Sect, Yuan Ge!"
Wang Churan shook the thin sword in his hand and said coldly: "Tianxuan Sect, Seventh Peak, Wang Churan!"
After finishing his words, the man opposite named Yuan Ge smiled ferociously.
"It's a pity that you have such a beautiful face, but I just enjoy the feeling of tearing your face apart!"
After saying that, his whole body started to move.
call out!
A faint whistling sound sounded.
Wang Churan also rushed out, and the two met each other.
bite!
One sword slashed out, and the two swords collided.
There was a metallic trembling sound.
"So strong!"
As soon as they met, Wang Churan secretly exclaimed, and she even took a few steps back.
"Fourth level Wuzong realm!"
On the viewing platform, Yi Tianxin sneered.
"Lin Qingshan, if you don't stop, you, the number one genius of the Seventh Peak, will probably not survive!"
"I want you to take care of it!" Lin Qingshan responded coldly.
"Do you really think that you alone can save her? Do you think those six old men opposite are just a living wage?"
As the two talked, the battle in the field became more and more intense.
Wang Churan has turned from active to passive, and her physical and spiritual energy has been consumed too much.
It is very difficult to take the initiative to launch an attack and defeat the fourth-level Wuzong realm opponent.
Now she can only defend while accumulating strength.
"Stop hiding, you can't hide from me, sooner or later you will die by my sword!"
Yuan Ge smiled ferociously, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
bite!
puff!
After one strike of the sword, Wang Churan was directly knocked away.
Although she put the sword in her hand in front of her in time, the huge force of the shock knocked it away more than ten meters.
The sharp sword energy invaded her body.
Wang Churan spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and his whole body became weak.
"No!"
"No!"
Many monks from Tianxuan Sect were shouting, their faces full of eagerness.
Because Yuan Ge had already rushed over and stabbed directly with the long sword in his hand.
Lin Qingshan's expression suddenly changed, and he wanted to reach out his hand to grab it.
But on the opposite side, someone from the Lingjian Sect struck with a sword and stopped Lin Qingshan.
"Master Lin, you are blatantly breaking the rules. Isn't this inappropriate?"
"Get out!" Lin Qingshan roared.
At this moment, he didn't care about anything but saving Wang Churan!
When he broke out, all the elders of the opposite Spirit Sword Sect took action.
When the two top martial arts masters were about to compete, a cold shout rang out.
"die!"
This sound shook the entire Seventh Peak.
Everyone followed the sound and saw an afterimage rushing straight into the martial arts arena.