Li Fei's face was filled with an evil smile. He looked at Murong Yunqing as if he were looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Li Fei threw Xi Yunwen out of his hand as if throwing away garbage. Qiu Tai, who was guarding under the ring, immediately rushed up and took Xi Yunwen off the ring.
At this time, Xi Yunwen was already taking in more air than out. Qiu Tai was so frightened that he quickly took out several pills and fed them to her, which gradually eased her injuries.
"Captain Murong!" Qiu Tai yelled with red eyes, almost roaring.
When Murong Yunqing turned her head to look at Qiu Tai, she couldn't help but feel slightly moved. The man she had always admired so much was actually bursting into tears at this time.
Qiu Tai, ever since Murong Yunqing met him, he had seen him sweat and bleed. But this was the first time Murong Yunqing saw his tears!
Murong Yunqing had not known Qiu Tai and Xi Yunwen for a long time. Moreover, during this period, she spent most of her time practicing and did not have much contact with them.
From the looks of it today, they are not just ordinary friends as I saw.
However, these thoughts only appeared in Murong Yunqing's mind for a moment, and then she stopped thinking about it. Murong Yunqing knew very well that what she needed to think about now was the play-off match in front of her.
Although Murong Yunqing had always said it was easy before, she also understood that the young man in blood robe in front of her was definitely a super master. If Black Scorpion could compete with the seed players, then this person in front of her could completely replace the seed players.
He has the strength to even compete for the top three seed players.
Moreover, what worried Murong Yunqing the most was the aura displayed by the blood-robed Li Fei.
His body was filled with an aura of killing, blood, greed and desire. After feeling this aura, Murong Yunqing faintly felt a hint of crisis.
Murong Yunqing did not dare to ignore this mysterious sixth sense. It was this subtle feeling that came from nowhere that allowed her to escape from death under the scythe of death many times!
Therefore, although she had not yet fought against the opponent, Murong Yunqing knew that Li Fei must be hiding some powerful trump cards and methods. Therefore, she did not dare to relax at all after taking the stage.
In addition, Murong Yunqing also felt a sense of familiarity with the aura on Li Fei's body, which seemed to be 50 or 60% similar to the murderous aura she once felt from the God of Death Bai Jing.
However, Murong Yunqing did not dare to think too much. At this time, she did not have time to think too much.
Facing such an unfathomable young master, Murong Yunqing had to be cautious.
It has been widely rumored in the cultivation world that Jian Wushang is the number one genius in the Chinese cultivation world for hundreds of years, and he has become one of the top masters in the age of forty.
But in this elite sword discussion meeting, Murong Yunqing saw too many geniuses. These people were all thirty or even twenty-five years old.
The top ten seed players include some who are hiding in the dark, but their actual cultivation and combat power are completely comparable to the super geniuses of the seed players. For example, the Black Scorpion who was killed by Murong Yunqing before the sixth group, the blood-robed Li Li in front of him
Fei, and Xu San, the seemingly ordinary swordsman in blue shirt, was watching the battle off the field.
Judging by their age and cultivation level, these people are very likely to become the strongest before the age of forty, surpassing the original Jian Wushang!
Murong Yunqing, who had thought about this, knew very well that the cultivation world of the Chinese Empire might be far from as simple as she thought!
I have been to Shennongjia, the Berserker Clan, and the current Kunlun Mountains. These are places where even the Dragon Group cannot set foot. It is conceivable how powerful the hidden forces hidden behind the Chinese Empire's cultivation world are.
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At least, it will never be weaker than the dragon group!
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In the field, Li Fei
Holding the blood-colored Fangtian painted halberd, he thrust the halberd across the sky, and a streak of bloody halberd light flashed across instantly. The energy was rolling like a tide, and it was endless. Wherever the halberd light passed, it immediately brought up a burst of sand and stones. The arena was struck by this blow.
Under the aftermath, cracks were everywhere and thunder was everywhere!
Strike first!
When Murong Yunqing saw Li Fei eager to take the lead, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He stepped slightly sideways by a foot and narrowed his eyes. Facing Li Fei's attack, he did not dodge or avoid it!
The halberd light came with a breathtaking power. When it was only one foot away from Murong Yunqing, Murong Yunqing finally made a new move. I saw her right hand slightly raised, the long sword condensed from the inner force.
, pointing toward the bloody halberd's light, like dotting ink on rice paper, waiting silently.
The powerful confrontation that everyone expected, the tumultuous power showdown did not appear, but the scene that appeared immediately made everyone open their mouths.
I saw Murong Yunqing pointing out his sword in the field, and there seemed to be a layer of light flashing in the sword. Just for a moment, Murong Yunqing took a step back with one foot, and circled around with the sword in his right hand, and the bloody halberd light appeared.
As if being absorbed by the tip of the sword, as Murong Yunqing's long sword circled around, it followed the direction it came from and shot straight towards the blood-robed Li Fei.
Its power is even stronger than before!
"Is this a Tai Chi sword? No, it's not Tai Chi!"
In the audience, a young man wearing a white martial arts robe looked at the changes in the field with some confusion.
The man's name was Xiao Qixuan, and he was also one of the contestants from the Dragon Group participating in the Elite Sword Competition. After successfully advancing to the third round of the group stage, he noticed the changes in the sixth group and came to watch the match.
Xiao Qixuan was born in a family of ancient martial arts and Tai Chi, and he has been studying Tai Chi since he was a child. Tai Chi culture is extensive and profound, and almost everyone in the entire Chinese empire knows about it, but most people only understand its form, but not its meaning.
Tai Chi emphasizes lightness, gentleness, continuity, and emphasis on meaning rather than gravity.
Tai Chi Sword is based on the fist posture. You are familiar with the weapon, extend your limbs, use the sword as your own body, control the sword with your body, and follow the posture.
The practice of Tai Chi Sword pays attention to the perfect integration of spirit, intention, energy, and strength. Every part of the body is in harmony with each other. Breathing and breathing are precise and natural. Movements are hard and soft, active but not frivolous, and heavy but not sluggish. Although it is simple to say, it is
Real cultivation is extremely difficult.
In the opinion of Xiao Qixuan, an expert, Murong Yunqing's sword clearly has the flavor of a Tai Chi sword. It uses the sword as a guide to pull the bloody halberd light back, and even adds a bit of his own strength. This is a typical example.
The method of leveraging force to exert force is similar to the essence of Tai Chi Sword.
Murong Yunqing's sword move shocked the entire audience. Naturally, she didn't know what Tai Chi sword was, and she had never practiced Tai Chi sword. What Murong Yunqing used was actually the fourth of the nine styles of Xuanjian, the Fuliu style.
Use his way and give back to him!
Murong Yunqing brushed the willow tree with one movement, immediately turning his passive into an active one. He raised his long sword high and pointed at the sky.
"Blue Falling Yellow Spring Formation!"
Following Murong Yunqing's soft cry, in an instant, the wind and clouds met, and the color of the sky and the earth changed. In the sky more than ten feet above the arena, a golden formation appeared out of thin air.
The diameter of the array was a hundred meters, covering the entire arena. Golden light shone, and the heaven and earth were immediately covered with a layer of golden glow.
"Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh..."
In the center of the array, golden chains descended from nothingness, like dragons coming from another world. The wind carried the array horses, swallowing up the mountains and rivers.
Eighteen! Compared to when fighting the Black Scorpion, there are twice as many!
A total of eighteen dark golden chains, like eighteen dragons, lingering with countless complicated and mysterious patterns, hovering within the square inch of the arena.
"Ancient Taoism! Biluohuangquan Formation! It's an ancient Taoism!"
Seeing this scene, there was a sudden cry of exclamation from the audience.
"It's true, it's ancient Taoism! You can't be wrong! This kind of
The ancient and vast aura cannot be imitated by ordinary supernatural martial arts! It is the ultimate Taoist art that carries the glory of the ancient times! It is not in vain to get a glimpse of the prosperity of the ancient times in this life!"
An old man with white beard and hair looked at the huge golden formation diagram with a diameter of a hundred meters, with tears in his eyes.
"It is said that ancient Taoism has all kinds of magic, but I have never seen it, so I thought that the predecessors were exaggerating. But when I saw it today, it really turned out that someone in the Tang Dynasty was sitting in a well and looking at the sky!"
One of the three referees, Xue Wuya, the deputy palace master of Kunlun Shrine with white hair and beard, frowned slightly after seeing this. This was the second time he had seen this ancient Taoist art.
But the mystery still eluded him.
"This ancient Taoist art seems to be integrated with certain characteristics of the field. Murong Yunqing can actually master such an ancient Taoist art at such a young age. It is truly amazing!"
Xue Wuya said, glancing sideways at Ying Tian, who was standing by the same side: "Your Dragon Team has produced an incredible junior!"
Ying Tian's face, which had been gloomy since before, finally relaxed a little at this moment.
Ancient Taoism cannot be practiced simply by practicing.
There are countless masters of the Dragon Group, and the talented disciples of the younger generation are like crucian carp crossing the river. But among the Dragon Group, from top to bottom, there are only a handful of people who have truly mastered the ancient Taoism. Even among the younger generation of disciples, only
One person, Murong Yunqing, has succeeded in cultivation. Including himself, no one has succeeded in cultivation.
As the guardian of the order of the cultivation world of the Chinese Empire, the Dragon Group is one of the three most powerful forces of Yuanxing. Over the past millennium, it has collected many ancient books and secrets, and even ancient Taoist techniques are in the secret collection of the Dragon Group
Among them, there are also several gates.
But ancient books are easy to find, but those who practice them are hard to find.
Ever since the Biluo Huangquan Formation was obtained by the Dragon Group, no one has successfully cultivated it. Even when Ying Tian introduced it to Murong Yunqing, he just had the attitude of giving it a try. But it was not what he expected.
, and then tried a change of color!
This ancient Taoist art, which once shocked the ancient times, finally saw the light of day again in this elite sword discussion meeting ten thousand years later, and once again displayed its ancient power!
It was too late to say, but it was too soon. Blood-robed Li Fei smashed the halberd light that was attracted by Murong Yunqing with a halberd. He looked at the huge golden formation in the sky that almost covered the sky and the sun, and murmured: "Shanghai
Ancient Taoism, it’s really interesting! Eighteen chains, haha, I guessed it right, you didn’t use all your strength when fighting that scorpion!”
The golden light sprinkled down and fell on the ring, as if the ring was coated with a layer of gold foil, full of dreamlike beauty!
As for the two people on the ring, Murong Yunqing was holding a sword and pointing to the sky, with a solemn face and a golden glow, and the whole person seemed to have transformed into a glorious goddess.
The aura around her body was rising steadily, and the surging aura, illuminated by the golden light, spread crazily like there was no end. In this world, Murong Yunqing was the only one.
On the other hand, Li Fei, in a blood robe, was wearing a blood robe under the golden light. Although the blood could not be completely washed away, to outsiders, it seemed that it was not as oozing as before.
When the golden light fell, Li Fei finally realized the horror of Murong Yunqing's ancient Taoist technique. At this time, he also felt the helplessness of Black Scorpion when he faced Murong Yunqing.
In the previous battle between Murong Yunqing and Black Scorpion, at the last moment, Black Scorpion had clearly unleashed its full strength, and the energy fluctuations in the late eighth heaven could not be faked at all.
But despite this, Black Scorpion was always defeated when facing Murong Yunqing's Biluo Huangquan Formation. Even when the last seven golden locks fell, Black Scorpion didn't even do the most basic dodge.
Nowadays, Li Fei's situation is somewhat similar to that of Black Scorpion at that time. It was also at this time that he finally understood why Black Scorpion didn't hide at that time.
It's not that he doesn't want to hide, it's that he simply can't hide.