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Chapter 85: Dragon's Reverse Scale

Qiu Changjian was frightened by such a look. He was a little startled and nodded subconsciously: "Yes, I will only take the ten saints with me."

With only the ten saints? Xia Jingyu is like a person with an empty soul, regaining a ray of support in her heart.

"I will participate in the Wind and Cloud Competition." Xia Jingyu's clear eyes were filled with unprecedented determination.

Qiu Changjian's heart trembled slightly. He seemed to feel a sudden awakening of power that made him feel oppressed!

"Jingyu, you have just recovered from a serious illness, so it is not appropriate to participate." Long Xiaoyue couldn't bear it.

Xia Jingyu stepped outside the house and looked up at the snowflakes in the sky.

In the wind and snow, a pair of beautiful eyes were filled with moisture: "I must go... That is Su Yu's last wish."

Go to Phoenix Valley and say to Xian'er on behalf of Su Yu, "I have never let you down..."

Looking at her lonely figure disappearing into the snow, Long Xiaoyue felt lost.

Xia Jingyu, lost her soul...

The stormy competition has finally arrived.

The Sanctuary is about to be disbanded, and this is the last major competition.

The Wind and Cloud Contest is divided into two parts.

Quasi-Saints clash, Saints ranking.

The venue is in front of the Holy King's Palace.

Xia Jingyu came through the wind and snow, her eyes filled with snowflakes.

The beautiful lady in white snow is extremely beautiful, but everyone seems to see an ice sculpture, and their hearts are frozen by it.

Su Yu's story spread throughout the quasi-saints.

Buried in the valley with the king of thugs, it is admirable and lamentable.

In the past, the two of them rebelled against the Holy King and disturbed the Holy Land.

Now Xia Jingyu is the only one left, alone and alone.

Boom——

The bells of the Holy King are ringing again, and the battle between the quasi-saints has finally begun.

The door of the Holy King's Palace was not opened, but no one doubted it. The Holy King was watching everything.

The Quasi-Saints Competition adopts an arena system.

The winner of consecutive challenges will be the quasi-king of saints!

The host is Qiu Changjian.

He grabbed a list at random and said with a complicated expression: "Xia Jingyu, come on stage!"

Whoosh——

The beautiful shadow flies across the arena like a shuttle.

The peerless face of the fairy in the painting is cold and beautiful against the background of wind and snow. Her pair of snowy eyes are cold and unlike a human woman.

"According to previous rankings, from low to high, challenge in order! After each victory, you can rest for half an hour." Qiu Changjian announced the rules.

"First battle!"

The 101st ranked student, the pinnacle of the fifth heaven.

"I surrender."

"Next battle!"

"Admit defeat."



Xia Jingyu's Seventh Level Dacheng was absolutely crushing, making everyone at the bottom give up.



Only the top ten quasi-saints can finally fight Xia Jingyu.

"Junior Sister Jingyu, I am no match, give up." Senior Sister Liu, ranked tenth, retreated with her fists clasped.

Zhang Mingyi, ranked ninth, fell into the Sinful Forest.

Whoosh——

The eighth player, Liu Dong, is Xiaocheng from the Seventh Heaven.

"I will fight with you!" Liu Dong licked his lips, staring at Xia Jingyu's beautiful figure, his eyes flashing with passion.

Even if we lose, it's not bad to fight against this peerless beauty.

Xia Jingyu always stood in the arena, not moving at all.

Snow covered her shoulders and dyed her three thousand blue hairs white.

At this moment, she finally took action.

Yuzu stood there, still unwavering.

Just by raising his jade finger, a powerful ray of true energy shot out.

ah--

Liu Dong screamed and fell down the ring, defeated and defeated.

Xia Jing's rainy and snowy eyes were calm, and she slowly lowered her finger.

Whoosh——

"Little flower ranked seventh, come on!"

Xia Jingyu raised her fingers.

ah--

"No. 6 Yang Ling, come on!"

Xia Jingyu raised her fingers.

ah--

Du Lin, ranked fifth, died in the Sin Forest.

"Ranked fourth, Zhang Qian!"

Zhang Qian, the pinnacle of the seventh heaven, is only one step away from becoming a powerful person in the eighth heaven!

Stepping onto the ring, Zhang Qian stood with her hands behind her hands. As a woman, she was inevitably jealous of Xia Jingyu's beauty, and even more jealous of her world-famous appearance.

"Junior Sister Xia's strength is acceptable. I'll give you three moves." Zhang Qian said with a smile, intending to be sarcastic.

With her seventh-level peak strength, she is enough to crush Xia Jingyu's seventh-level master.

Xia Jingyu shook her head with an indifferent expression: "No need, just defeat you with one move."

Zhang Qian was ashamed to be humiliated instead of humiliating others, and immediately there was a hint of sarcasm on her lips: "I am not strong enough, I can only seduce with sex. I heard that Junior Brother Su Yu was seduced by you, right? Is he willing to die for you?"

Xia Jingyu's delicate body trembled, and her beautiful eyes surrounded by the cold wind and snow flashed with light.

She did not refute, explain, or defend.

Su Yu indeed died for her.

This is a pain she will never forget!

Zhang Qian felt proud in her heart and sneered: "I think Junior Brother Su Yu is the same. He was deceived by a woman to the point of losing his life. To put it nicely, he is too sentimental, but to put it badly, he is simple-minded and has weak limbs."

Qiu Changjian frowned, implying dissatisfaction. Death is the most important thing. Does Zhang Qian have no shame in insulting Su Yu like this?

However, it was an arena match at the moment and he had no right to interfere.

Even if you have the power, it is inconvenient.

Zhang Qian is the woman of Liu Qing, the eighth saint.

In the past, Zhang Qian was helpless, had average qualifications, but was very beautiful. Liu Qing happened to be fond of women, so in order to climb up the ladder, Zhang Qian fell down and became Liu Qing's crotch toy.

With Liu Qing as his support, no one among the quasi-saints would provoke him.

Even Long Xiaoyue must give her three points.

On the stage, Xia Jing's eyes flashed coldly.

After taking the stage, he opened his mouth for the first time.

The voice was hoarse and cold, angry and murderous: "Those who insult others will die!"

Insulting her, Xia Jingyu remained indifferent.

Insulting Su Yu is Xia Jingyu's disgrace!

The dragon has reverse scales and will be killed if touched!

Such murderous words came from Xia Jingyu, who was as calm as a fairy in a painting!

Qiu Changjian, Long Xiaoyue was stunned, and Xia Jingyu had really changed.

Her chilling and cold temperament is definitely not the calm, beautiful and gentle she once was.

Zhang Qian smiled coldly: "So what if you insult me? If you kill me, who do you think you are? A vixen!"

Whoosh——

"Senior sister, let's see what else you can be proud of besides your arrogance!"

"Fengluan Seal!"

Zhang Qian's palms are like butterflies. As they fly, the shadows of two beautiful mountain peaks appear.

It's like the pressure of mountains, forcing people's hearts to be broken.

"Saint level skills, third level!"

He is worthy of being the terrifying powerhouse ranked fourth!

The beautiful figure of Xia Jingyu stands like an ice sculpture.

A pair of eyes did not reflect such a terrifying blow.

His clear eyes are full of murderous intent!

"Those who insult others will die!"

The hoarse voice, with a cold meaning, penetrated the sky.

Swish——

Xia Jingyu transformed her body into a natural artistic conception, covering all directions.

"Holy product and holy will!"

The audience was shocked!

Qiu Changjian looked horrified. Xia Jingyu actually reached the level of a saint in terms of holy will?

"Pick the flower with one finger!"

Xia Jingyu's clear eyes were cold and she raised her hand to point.

puff--

ah--

Zhang Qian sneered, a blood hole suddenly burst out in her chest, and a streak of blood spurted out from her body.

"I give up!" Zhang Qian's scalp was numb and her back felt chilly. If this finger were even half an inch deeper, her heart would be broken!

Whoosh——

Zhang Qian quickly retreated, trying to get off the stage.

However, what no one expected was.

In an arena where serious injuries are prohibited and fighting is prohibited, Xia Jingyu pursues Zhang Qian even after she has already given up!

"Death! Die! Die!!" Xia Jingyu doesn't have the tenderness she once had. At this moment, she is like an icy goddess, with unlimited murderous intent!

Puff puff--

With five fingers connected, Zhang Qian's delicate body was instantly opened with dozens of bloody holes!

Seventy percent of the blood was taken away!

Even if she doesn't die, Zhang Qian will lose her fighting ability!

However, Xia Jingyu had no intention of stopping, and instead killed them all!

That fierce murderous intention will never give up until it achieves its goal!

"Pick the flower with one finger!" A cold voice pierced the sky.

Even Qiu Changjian couldn't stop it in time!

No one can stop Xia Jingyu, who has murderous intentions!

"Humph!" An indifferent hum came from the Holy King's Palace!

Xia Jingyu groaned, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

The holy spirit and holy will were disintegrated.

Crunch——

The stone gate of the Holy King's Hall opens leisurely.

A gray-faced old man sat cross-legged, staring at Xia Jingyu with a dull gaze.

The Holy King of the World appears!

Xia Jing's rainy and snowy eyes were like lightning, shooting coldly!

The saints did not dare to look directly at him, but Xia Jingyu was not afraid and looked at the human saint king coldly.

"You hate me?" The old eyes of the Saint King of the World could see through everything in the world, and he saw hatred in Xia Jingyu's eyes.

"Yes!" Xia Jingyu didn't hide the hatred in her heart,

"Because I'm blocking you?" the Human Saint King said indifferently.

"No!" Xia Jingyu shook her head, her cold snowy eyes filled with hatred: "You have harmed Su Yu!"

If there was no oppression from the Holy King of the World, Su Yu would not take the risk and go deep into the sinful forest, nor would he perish!

"You want to kill me?" The saint king on earth's old eyes were unwavering.

"Yes!" Xia Jingyu's eyes were piercing and sharp. Although she was a woman, she could express the unspeakable courage of thousands of heroes: "If I don't die, I will one day take your life! I will do whatever it takes to go to heaven or earth.

!!”

There was an uproar on and off the ring, and then there was dead silence!

Throughout the past and present, Xia Jingyu is the only one who dares to say the words to kill the Holy King to his face.

"I have experienced his death." Unexpectedly, the Holy King on Earth was not angry, but glanced desolately at the quasi-saints whose number had dropped sharply, with deep apologies in his eyes.

"You hate me, kill me, it's up to you. If you have such ability in the future..." The Holy King on earth looked away, slowly closed his eyes, and said indifferently: "Continue the competition!"

Everyone was awestruck!

Xia Jingyu violated the taboos in the arena first, but revealed her murderous intention to her face later.

The Holy King has written it off in one stroke!

Countless people were shocked. They could feel that this was the Holy King's apology to Xia Jingyu because of his inner guilt.

After Su Yu's death, the Holy King felt apologetic.

Xia Jingyu withdrew her gaze, looked up at the snowy sky with her cold snow eyes, and said indifferently: "Next one!"

Whoosh——

A proud figure jumped onto the ring, it was Long Xiaoyue.

The peak of the eighth heaven cannot be resisted by Xia Jingyu.

"Jingyu, don't be like this. People can't be resurrected after death, so you don't need to ruin yourself." Long Xiaoyue couldn't bear it.

Xia Jingyu looked at her, her eyes slightly softer, but her voice was still hoarse and cold: "You don't understand."

That was Su Yu's last wish when he was dying.

Use her eyes to see Xian'er, and use her heart to convey "I have never let you down."

Xia Jingyu is willing to defend his last wish with his life!

"Then take action!" Long Xiaoyue sympathized, but would not give up her qualifications to challenge the Saints.

Only the quasi-king of saints can challenge the true saints.

Last year, she lost.

This year is the last chance.

Xia Jingyu turned her palm and took out five pills.

This is the elixir Su Yu gave her before she died.

As soon as he raised his head, Xia Jingyu's cultivation level rose slowly, and she was actually preparing to break through on the spot.

Long Xiaoyue was slightly shocked, nodded and said: "I'll wait for your breakthrough to be completed."

"No need." Xia Jingyu shook her head.

Long Xiaoyue was helpless, even if Xia Jingyu broke through to the seventh heaven peak, she would still be no match for her.

"In that case, Junior Sister Xia, be careful." Long Xiaoyue sighed.

"Like a fish in water."

Swish——

Long Xiaoyue's whole body blends into nature. From a distance, it seems that she is the natural world.

"The Holy Meaning of the Holy Grade! Long Xiaoyue actually understood the Holy Meaning of the Holy Grade!" Everyone was surprised. The depth of Long Xiaoyue's hiding was astonishing.

Qiu Changjian secretly exclaimed: "Compared with last year, Long Xiaoyue has made great progress. If he can break through the cultivation


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