On the rostrum, after Qin Changfeng and Master Daoxuan negotiated, the top four were quickly determined, namely Qi Hao, Lu Xueqi, Zhang Xiaofan and Zeng...
It's still the same as the original work, except that Zhang Xiaofan relied on some real skills. Although he won through the outbreak of blood-thirsty beads just now, the fluctuation caused was not big, and because Qin Changfeng attracted firepower on the high platform.
, no one in the upper levels of Qingyun noticed.
Now they only want to see Qin Changfeng, a disciple of Tianyin Temple who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, suffer.
Therefore, the semi-finals that were originally going to continue were suspended, and Taoist Cangsong explained the whole story to the four people and all the watching disciples.
When it was heard that Qin Changfeng was going to represent Tianyin Temple and compete with the top four of the Seven Meridians Competition, the whole square was in an uproar.
"He is a young monk who is less than twenty years old. He has only been practicing for a long time. How dare he challenge me, one of the top four in Qingyun?"
"It's courageous, but it's just unwise."
"Indeed, it doesn't matter if he loses on his own. After all, no one will say anything because of his age, but he just lost the face of Tianyin Temple."
"Hey, four junior brothers and sisters, after all, we are guests from afar, at least you can save some face for others!"
The more qualified second-generation disciple shouted to the four people on the stage, which immediately caused the crowd of disciples under the stage to burst into laughter.
Qin Changfeng stood on the high platform and narrowed his eyes with a smile. Although he was well-intentioned, his contempt was a bit too naked.
"In the first battle, Qingyun Sect will be fought by Uncle Feng Hui Fengfeng, nephew of Master Faxin, please come!"
Cangsong Taoist turned a blind eye to everyone's reactions. After pondering for a moment, he chose to let Zeng appear first to compete with Qin Changfeng.
Originally, among the top four, the most powerful one was Cangsong's favorite disciple Qi Hao. Therefore, Qi Hao should naturally take part in this battle between Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple, but Cangsong was obviously
He also had doubts about Qin Changfeng's cultivation, so he sent Zeng to appear first to test his authenticity.
If Zeng wins, Qi Hao only needs to defeat him next, and he will still be the first in Qingyun; if Zeng loses, he can also test Qin Changfeng's magical power, which can help Qi Hao gain some advantages before going out to defeat Qin Changfeng.
Changfeng was defeated, and his lineage also gained fame and fortune.
How could others not see his thoughts, especially the leader of Fenghui Peak, Zeng Shuchang, Zeng's father, who was even more dissatisfied. However, Cangsong Taoist had always been in a high and powerful position, and he could not refute it at this time.
Qin Changfeng tapped his toes, and his body floated up. Suddenly he landed on the arena where he had won. He was ten feet away and said: "Little monk Tianyin Temple, please enlighten me."
Zeng hurriedly returned the gift and said: "Qingyun Sect Fenghuifeng Zeng met Junior Brother Fa Xin."
The two exchanged greetings, Zeng smiled slightly, looked at Qin Changfeng curiously, then lowered his voice and said: "Junior brother Faxin, if you were forced to leave by the old guys, then we can just make gestures and express our feelings.
, the final draw..."
"shut up!"
Suddenly there was an angry shout from the rostrum, and then Taoist Cangsong reprimanded loudly: "Zeng, do you think this is a place for you to make fun of you? The competition between you two is related to the reputation of Qingyun and Tianyin Temple.
On the premise of not injuring lives, we must take action with all our strength, and no one is allowed to violate it!"
"Yes, disciple knows!"
Cangsong was in charge of Qingyun Punishment, and his power in the hearts of the second-generation disciples was not exaggerated. Zeng clicked his tongue, showed an apologetic look to Qin Changfeng, and said with awe and dignity: "Junior Brother Faxin, it is difficult to disobey the teacher's order, you can
Be careful..."
This is indeed a kind reminder. After all, he is also one of the favorites to be number one in the Seven Meridians Competition. If he really goes all out, he may not even be able to hold it back.
"please!"
Qin Changfeng clasped his hands together and nodded with a smile. The light of the Rudraksha rosary shone in the palms of his hands, and he looked quite warm... Zeng seemed to be a pretty good person, so he was going to save more face for the other party.
Zeng Ye said no more, nodded, passed his right hand in front of him, and with a "clang" sound, an Xianjia sword that emitted an earthy yellow light, was thick as a mountain, and filled with a majestic aura was sacrificed.
This sword is called Xuanyuan, and it is one of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapons in this world. If judged by the standards of the Trial Tower, it should be a top-level golden weapon, or even a junior epic magic weapon.
Qin Changfeng felt a heavy pressure coming from far away. This was not the kind of overbearing pressure, but a kind of heavy pressure with spiritual coercion... Xuanyuan Sword has always represented a
Such a strong faith!
"Junior Brother Fa Xin, here we come!"
Zeng shouted loudly, and countless earth-yellow light threads suddenly rose from his feet, surrounding the Xuanyuan sword floating behind him and in front of him, and covered with a layer of yellow-clothed holy energy, making the whole person feel strange.
It's the same, just like the ancient emperors, majestic and mighty.
Qin Changfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the world of cultivation is the world of cultivation, just a second-generation elite disciple has such power in his hands, and he actually mobilized the spiritual energy of earth that far exceeds his own cultivation level for his own use.
This results in an explosive increase in the power of the moves.
This is also the advantage of many cultivation techniques compared to martial arts. They can borrow the power of heaven and earth. The more powerful the spiritual energy is, the stronger they will be!
However, it only made Qin Changfeng feel a little emotional. After all, Zeng had a good foundation, and this level could not really move him.
Although Qin Changfeng has not yet condensed the Dao Pill and canonized the natal star, he can rely on his deep foundation in the past, his powerful skills, the Heavenly Buddha's Holy Thunder Seal, and his mysterious equipment, he is still convinced that this world can compete with him
The number of people is no more than one palm.
Therefore, when fighting against the juniors of Qingyun Sect, he could not take it seriously at all. He stood motionless and allowed Zeng to increase his momentum and show his best.
"Isn't this junior fellow student from Tianyin Temple scared to death?"
When all the Qingyun disciples in the audience saw this, they couldn't help but be shocked.
As the power of the endless black and yellow earth merges, the bright yellow sword light of Xuanyuan Sword in front of Zeng becomes more and more blazing. The disciples watching the battle from far away from the stage all clearly feel oppressive. The disciples with lower cultivation level even bend their knees.
, couldn't help but stepped back repeatedly, and many people changed their colors, seeing that Zeng was really serious.
With a roar, the Xuanyuan Sword suddenly surged tenfold, turning into a sky-reaching giant sword that violently rotated like a meteorite falling from the sky, suppressing all attacks.
Qin Changfeng remained expressionless. When the tip of the sword, which tore through the air and formed a cone-shaped airflow in front of him, was less than three feet in front of him, he raised his right hand and punched out unhurriedly.
Two thunder dragons with dazzling holy light roared out, like two dragons playing with pearls, spinning rapidly around their fists, forming a millstone composed of thunder light and colliding with the Xuanyuan Sword.
The loud roar was deafening amid the blazing yellow light and thunder.
The giant sword and the light wheel were spinning wildly in opposite directions, facing each other, not giving an inch.
One concentrated all the power on one point, and the other shared it evenly. The former should have had an absolute advantage, but the result left everyone stunned.
With the confrontation, the light on the bright yellow giant sword became weaker and weaker, and the rotation speed became slower and slower. Until a few breaths later, all the sword light collapsed and the rotation stopped completely, revealing the Xuanyuan Sword's body, which was captured by Qin.
Changfeng flicked his finger and flew back with a bang and stuck on the floor in front of Zeng.
The Qingyun disciples in the audience were at a loss. After a while, they said in a daze: "How could this happen?"
Until this moment, no one wanted to believe the facts in front of them.
After coming back to his senses, Zeng pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword in front of him, returned it to its sheath, cupped his hands and sighed: "Junior Brother Faxin's cultivation is unfathomable, I am convinced of my defeat!"
He admitted defeat in person, and no one else had any doubts. The faces of the leaders on the rostrum, including Tian Buyi, were all solemn.
They could accept defeat in the first battle, but they couldn't accept it in such a disparate way.
Master Cangsong's face was as dark as water, and he shouted from the high platform: "The second game, by..."
"I come!"
Qi Hao, who was on the other stage, suddenly spoke and leaped over. Zeng saw this and walked down voluntarily.
"please!"
Qin Changfeng glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, wondering if he should help him teach his love rival a lesson, but he killed the thought as soon as it flashed... This kind of behavior was really a bit childish.
Qi Hao also raised his sword skills with both hands, and with a "zheng" sound, a white fairy sword was quickly raised. It was his famous "Ice".
This sword was seven feet long. White light flashed rapidly on the sword, and the cold air was dense. He knew that the opponent was highly cultivated, so he used all his strength as soon as he made a move. In the interlocking movement of his ten fingers, the ice sword technique emitted thousands of white lights.
These white lights are extremely cold, quickly condensing pieces of ice mist and frost in the void, combining with the sword energy as they roll, and finally transform into a white ice dragon to wrap the ice sword!
The sound of dragon roars piercing the air was heard, and in an instant, the ice sword dragon was more than ten meters long, piercing the air like a furious wave, and rushing towards it.
When Qin Changfeng was slightly surprised, he heard the sound of "bang, bang" sounding like fried beans. The ice dragon accidentally broke through the remaining thunder dragon light wheel. It seemed that he saw the hope of victory.
The sound of the cold air became even louder, like a roaring dragon, charging towards Qin Changfeng with its teeth and claws.
Everyone in the audience, as well as the leaders of the Seven Meridians on the rostrum, all opened their eyes wide, as if they saw the hope of victory.
But just when the ice dragon came closer, Qin Changfeng's expression returned to calm. When he raised his right hand, he still punched down. This punch hit the dragon's head, like an earthworm shaking a tree. Qin Changfeng could control the ice sword.
Hao suddenly trembled, as if he had been punched by a ferocious beast, and his face instantly turned pale.
Before he could calm down, a crackling sound suddenly erupted, and then starting from the faucet, his ice dragon filled the air with cracks, covering his whole body in an instant. After one breath...
