Chen Haoran raised his finger and blew lightly, with a proud look on his face.
"Pfft~"
In full view of everyone, Xiu Yuan opened his mouth, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out. Unexpectedly, just this finger caused Xiu Yuan to suffer direct internal injuries.
The disciples of Kunlunxu in the audience were dumbfounded. They didn't expect that this competition would end faster than the previous one.
As for Xiu Yuan on the court, his face was as pale as a blank sheet of paper. He had completely lost the cool air he had before taking the field. His thin lips could not help but tremble. Xiu Yuan took a few breaths to adjust the situation in his body, and then calmed down.
Turning around slowly, it seemed a little difficult to even turn around.
"I lost." Xiu Yuan couldn't help but slowly lowered his head, stopped talking, and just dragged his weak body directly off the field.
Chen Haoran jumped off the stage and raised his eyebrows slightly at Mu Qianqian and Wang Xuan.
"How about it? I can do it with my speed and strength."
"Just do it." Mu Qianqian praised casually, but her eyes always fell on the slender back opposite.
I don't know if the man was seriously injured or not.
Chen Haoran's move that determines victory or defeat is actually not heavy, but it controls the strength of the whole body's spiritual energy very well. The moment it touches Xiuyuan, the spiritual energy all over the person bursts out directly, but it is just a simple injury.
Xiu Yuan's inner body, but if Chen Haoran had just used two fingers, then Xiu Yuan would not be dragging a weak body, but a disabled body.
Qing Lingzi did not expect that these two men were not inferior in strength. At first, he thought that Wang Xuan could defeat Mo Zhu just by luck. Now it seems that even Xiu Yuan has been defeated.
Now there is only the last game left. Qing Lingzi originally only arranged the people from the first two games because he was confident that these three people would not be able to play in the third game. But what Qing Lingzi did not expect was that
, the three of them not only reached the third game, but also won every game easily.
Right now, this last battle is an opportunity for Mu Qianqian and the final bottom line for Kunlunxu. Qing Lingzi thought for a moment and couldn't help but want to send someone to take action.
Qing Lingzi stared at Mu Qianqian with his eyes, as if sizing up her ability.
While Qing Lingzi was still deep in thought, Chen Haoran saw that there was no one on the other side, so he turned to Qing Lingzi who was above the rank and shouted: "Hey, old man, hurry up, we are in a hurry."
Chen Haoran knew the strength of this sect, so he didn't even take Qing Lingzi seriously.
Qing Lingzi slapped the armchair, jumped up and flew to the martial arts school field.
Qing Lingzi waved his sleeves, causing a gust of wind to roar past.
"I'll do it!" Qing Lingzi's powerful and deep voice sounded, with a bit of majesty, as if telling the three of them that you will never win this game.
Mu Qianqian glanced at Chen Haoran and Wang Xuan, and just nodded lightly, then spread out her arms and flew directly to the opposite side of Qing Lingzi.
"Master has participated personally, we will definitely win this game."
"The opponent is still a woman. If we can't win, it's God's fault!"
The Kunlunxu disciple behind Qing Lingzi whispered, without any trace of worry on his face.
Even Qing Lingzi squinted his eyes, looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and said happily.
"If you admit defeat directly, I will be merciful and won't embarrass you. But if you don't know what is good and what is good, don't blame me for not being compassionate."
Qing Lingzi's words were a bit domineering, and the disdain in his eyes was even more obvious.
At this moment, Mu Qianqian's face was calm, with a smile on her lips, and she said calmly: "Then let me learn some of Qing Lingzi's skills."
Mu Qianqian didn't show any fear at all and directly angered Qing Lingzi.
"court death!"
Qing Lingzi showed a ruthless look on his face, and with a thought, he used a strange magic formula, rose into the air, moved his palms, and struck out in the direction of Mu Qianqian, and the Kunlun Qi in his body burst out directly.
came out and transformed into a series of radiant palm shapes, smashing towards Mu Qianqian like a meteor shower.
"Phaseless Thousand Hands!"
"Master has even used the Thousand Formless Hands directly."
The disciples under Kunlun Xu were not calm for a moment. You must know that this Thousand Hands without Form is Kunlun Xu's top-grade magic formula, and its strength is quite amazing. Kunlun Xu only has Xiu Yuan to practice to the first level, and Qing Lingzi has perfected it.
"Boom boom boom~"
While the disciples were still in shock, Qing Lingzi's Thousand Thousand Hands of Thousand Formless Arrivals came with a bang. In an instant, ripples of air waves exploded continuously, and bursts of roars resounded. Above the martial arts school ground, there was
It was bombarded so violently that the entire Kunlun Mountains shook violently.
Qing Lingzi's Thousand Faceless Hands shot fiercely into the martial arts school grounds, causing a roar and causing a large amount of smoke and dust.
After a while, Qing Lingzi finished his work and the roar stopped.
Everyone looked at the billowing smoke and dust, but there was no movement at all.
"Ha~" Qing Lingzi sneered, thinking that Mu Qianqian must not even be able to catch his move.
Mu Qianqian, whose figure was hidden, waved her arm, and a whistling wind blew in, directly blowing away the smoke and dust around her.
A light figure appeared in front of Qing Lingzi.
The area around Mu Qianqian was full of traces left by Thousand Hands of Wuxiang, and the bombardment was horrific. However, Mu Qianqian was still standing on the same spot, with her hands behind her hands. Her clothes were intact, and there were almost no traces of injury on her body.
There was a sarcastic smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
When he saw that Mu Qianqian was unharmed, Qing Lingzi's expression suddenly changed, and he looked with some horror at Mu Qianqian's slender figure.
"How could it be possible? I have used all my strength with this Thousand Hands without Form. How could you still be standing here!"
In order to save Kunlunxu's face, Qing Lingzi's attack on Mu Qianqian was actually stronger. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been half disabled, with his whole body's spiritual power weakened, but now Mu Qianqian seems to be fine.
The same thing made Qing Lingzi a little unexpected.
Mu Qianqian was too lazy to talk nonsense with Qing Lingzi and directly waved her arms.
Mu Qianqian is the darling of heaven and earth, and her every move can cause changes in heaven and earth.
Mu Qianqian turned around quickly and struck Qing Lingzi with her arms without using any magic weapon.
Facing Mu Qianqian's fierce attack, Qing Lingzi raised his right arm and blocked it casually, hoping to directly block Mu Qianqian's attack, but he did underestimate Lin Yaoyao's attack.
"Bang!"
The moment Qing Lingzi caught it, his right arm seemed to have received a huge force. The tendons on his arm bulged directly, and the pain in his right arm made him look hideous.
Lin Yaoyao retracted her hand, turned around, and the majestic white gas condensed in her palm, aiming at Qing Lingzi's chest and giving her a hard slap.
That palm waved out, causing strong winds to whir.
Qing Lingzi reacted, adjusted quickly, and moved the spiritual power in his body to his left palm. Qing Lingzi also waved his palm out, trying to knock Mu Qianqian back.