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Volume 1: Bian Chai Men Xiao Ao Yanxia Chapter 112: Battle 4

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    There is no doubt about the power of the Yin Yang Jie Wave Mirror. Qin Yangling walked to the center of the martial arts arena and sat down again.  He has been practicing this trick for so many years, and naturally he is extremely confident in his containment method. Not to mention disciples like Lei Xiuyuan who have just broken through the third bottleneck, even the disciples who have broken through the fourth bottleneck do not dare to underestimate him.  Judging from its power, this move alone is enough to make the elders reluctant to give up on him. There are many people with a single water attribute spiritual root, but not everyone can master the Yin-Yang Tribulation Wave Mirror like Qin Yangling.  of this situation.  He sat quietly, not even looking outside. Even though Jiebo Mirror was suspected of being a prison, he knew that Lei Xiuyuan would definitely come in. Most of the immortal skills learned by metal spiritual roots required close proximity, as long as he  If you come in, you will definitely lose.  Everyone's eyes were focused on Lei Xiuyuan at this time, guessing what moves he would use, but they saw him standing outside the range of the Yin-Yang Tribulation Wave Mirror for a moment with his arms folded, and then suddenly raised his hand, and there was a harsh bamboo whistle-like sound.  There was a sudden sound, and a dazzling flying sword condensed in his palm, and suddenly turned into a golden light and disappeared from everyone's sight.  The harsh sound was far and near, swift and unpredictable. However, as soon as it flew into the range of the Jiebo Mirror, within three breaths, only a few "clang" sounds were heard, and the flying sword was instantly frozen by the ice.  Even though it was extremely sharp and could pierce through the ice in the blink of an eye, it could not withstand the reflections of countless mirrors. Within a moment, the flying sword was firmly frozen in the ice several feet thick and could no longer move.  With a flash of golden light, Lei Xiuyuan withdrew his spell, and the ice that had frozen the flying sword instantly disappeared. Qin Yangling couldn't help but sneered and said leisurely: "Junior Brother Lei, within the range of the Jiebo Mirror, there are magic weapons.  I'm going to be frozen too, you're just looking down on me with just flying swordsmanship!" Before he finished speaking, the harsh bamboo whistle sounded again, and this time the flying sword circled from behind and cut an ice mirror into pieces!  However, within three breaths, the new ice mirror reappeared, the flying sword was withdrawn again, Lei Xiuyuan touched his chin, as if he was thinking about something.  Everyone watching the battle above was sweating at this moment. Lei Xiuyuan used the flying sword technique twice to test the power of the Yin-Yang Tribulation Wave Mirror, but the result was not satisfactory. The more powerful this magical move is, the more difficult it is to draw a ground to create a prison.  If he smashed the ice mirror with the magic method like Zhaomin did just now, Qin Yangling could quickly set up a new one, but at that time he fell into the scope of the Jiebo Mirror.  Hu Jiaping was also troubled. If it were him, he could naturally use continuous big moves to shatter the mirror, making it impossible for it to recover within three breaths, but Lei Xiuyuan probably hadn't learned this yet Suddenly, Lei Xiu  He moved far away, and he formed a seal with concentration. The next moment, countless huge golden lights surged up from the ground. The fragile ice mirror immediately shattered to the ground. Qin Yangling had already jumped into the clouds to avoid the power of the earth-penetrating golden dragon, and was about to  He set up the ice mirror again, but he didn't expect that the golden dragon on the ground was actually continuous and unstoppable. The floor tiles of the martial arts arena were already broken into pieces. Qin Yangling was startled. Suddenly he felt the wind behind his head. He reacted strangely.  Quickly, earth walls were immediately erected on all sides, and there was another loud "clang" sound. The golden lightsaber in Lei Xiuyuan's hand pierced the earth wall, and the blazing sword tip was almost touching his shoulder.  Qin Yangling was shocked and turned into a ball of mist and rushed out more than ten feet away. He was able to set up an earthen wall. However, when he saw the golden light in front of him, Lei Xiuyuan turned into a golden light and rushed after him. He raised his arms and rushed towards her.  The sword shattered the earthen wall, and the sharp sword wind tore the clothes on his chest.  Being approached by him!  Suddenly light and shadow flashed in Qin Yangling's palm, and a small ice mirror appeared in his palm. Who knew that it could not shine on him no matter what, Lei Xiuyuan's movements were swift and unpredictable, and the Jinxing Immortal's unstoppable sharpness and lightning speed were dazzling.  For a time, there seemed to be countless golden figures on the martial arts field, real and fake, unpredictable and difficult to distinguish.  Qin Yangling erected an earthen wall, but it was instantly smashed into pieces. His back suddenly hurt, and the tip of the sword pierced half an inch into his vest. He screamed in pain, and erected the earthen wall again, followed by several walls.  The ice mirror surrounded him, and the mirrors were lined up in a circle. The golden figures had already retreated into the distance. Several golden light mist came out, twisting the ice mirror into pieces. Lei Xiuyuan opened his arms, and those  The light mist suddenly turned into a golden net, and Qin Yangling was covered by the bag head, tightly trapped in the net.  The golden lightsaber in Lei Xiuyuan's palm turned into a golden long bow. The three golden lightsabers on the string were shining brightly. He suddenly opened the long bow. The bow was bent like a full moon. The three arrows were as fast as meteors, whistling and shooting towards the golden person.  Qin Yangling was trapped in the net.  The first two arrows forcibly shattered the last two layers of the earthen wall. Qin Yangling could no longer react. There was a sharp pain on his shoulder. The light arrow penetrated his collarbone and flew into the sky. His whole body was covered with pain.  This overbearing and sharp force sent him flying backwards.  This series of immortal magic has reached its peak and is so ferocious that countless disciples around them have no time to even care about exclaiming. They are all dumbfounded. This is called fighting. This is the real fighting!  Comparatively speaking, those competitions just now seemed like child's play. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Just as he was about to catch up again, he suddenly felt that the soles of his feet froze, as if they were frozen by something. He was slightly startled, but he saw an ice mirror only the size of his hand falling behind him. He smashed it with a sword.  He was holding an ice mirror, but his eyes blurred. Countless ice mirrors were set up again. He turned into golden light and retreated quickly, but he was still a moment late. The unavoidable ice instantly froze his feet.  The biting coldness in the ice made him gradually lose his strength, and he couldn't even use the immortal magic. The golden lightsaber in his hand slowly lost its luster, and finally turned into nothingness.  Qin Yangling slowly got up from the ground. He looked extremely embarrassed. There were blood stains all over his clothes, and a blood hole penetrated his shoulder. The muscles on his face were beating wildly in pain, and he hurriedly set up a treatment net.  , staring at the frozen Lei Xiuyuan with a ferocious expression.  "Junior Brother Lei, you are still too young." He spoke bitterly, breathed for a moment, and then slowly sat back on the ground, "I will pay you back the vengeance of these swords slowly." A sword suddenly appeared in his palm.  The small flying sword was only about the size of an index finger, and there was a swishing sound. The small flying sword circled up and suddenly shot out, grazing Lei Xiuyuan's cheek. A red mark soon appeared on his face. It took a long time for the blood to subside.  Slow overflow.  Master Dongyang suddenly spoke: "I said before, as long as there is malicious harm, this competition will be canceled immediately!" Qin Yangling laughed a few times: "Elder Dongyang, I just froze him and scratched his face, that's all.  Called malicious injury? Didn't you notice my injury?" Master Dongyang felt faintly angry: "You can admit defeat in the middle of the competition, you all remember this rule!" He meant to remind Lei Xiuyuan not to show off his strength.  He was already above him, and there was no possibility of escaping when he was frozen by the Yin-Yang Tribulation Wave Mirror. There was no shame in admitting defeat. If he held on for a breath and refused to admit defeat, he, as an elder, could not forcefully terminate the game. Qin Yangling  You're right. The basic function of Xiao Feijian is child's play, and it cannot be regarded as any malicious harm. If you must find a reason to get angry, it is his twisted cat-playing-with-mouse behavior. His disciples actually use Xiao Feijian to torture them during their fights.  The opponent was almost humiliated.  Lei Xiuyuan remained silent. He never said a word, letting the little flying sword fly around him like a child's play, cutting his clothes and skin with one sword after another. The scratches from the flying sword could only be regarded as minor injuries.  There was only the slightest broken skin, but the wounds were densely arranged in one place, and his disciple uniform gradually became stained with blood.  Li Fei felt that his palms were all sweaty. Su Wan hugged her tightly. She didn't know whether to comfort or be angry. What they were most worried about had happened. Lei Xiuyuan's temperament must have been such that he would never admit defeat.  He was being hurt humiliatingly by Qin Yangling.  Hu Jiaping frowned. Is this kid really refusing to admit defeat?  The fight just now was very beautiful. It wouldn't matter if we gave in here. On the contrary, it would become a good story. Such a wonderful and ferocious real fight has not been seen in the fighting tournament for many years. After holding on for half an hour, the competition was still forced to end.  , it would be really shameful to lose at that time.  Qin Yangling was extremely proud in her heart. This kind of pride and high-spirited pleasure could not be given by any stunning woman.  Suddenly there was a small flying sword in his palm. It flew over and cut off Lei Xiuyuan's hair tie. His long hair immediately fell down, covering his bleeding cheek.  "Junior brother Lei, I've warned you before." Qin Yangling burst out laughing. "The higher your posture, the worse your fall will be in the future. Just give up, I'm too lazy to torment you." Lei Xiuyuan still didn't speak.  , he suddenly moved and took a step forward. The foot-thick ice cubes under his feet gently shattered into slag. He walked towards Qin Yangling step by step. The cold light reflected from the Yin-Yang Tribulation Wave Mirror fell like arrows, but  For some reason, none of them could focus his body. He didn't walk fast, but his movements had a strange lightness and speed, as if his body contained a terrifying power.  Qin Yangling suddenly felt darkness above his head, and large groups of dark clouds swallowed him up. Lei Xiuyuan plunged into the clouds, and the dark clouds rolled around. No one could see what was happening inside, only Qin Yangling's screams.  The sound came one after another, making people's hair stand on end.  Dongyang Zhenren was shocked and shouted: "Lei Xiuyuan! Lei Xiuyuan! Remove the dark clouds immediately!" Li Fei was dumbfounded. Not only her, but everyone was dumbfounded. They didn't quite understand what happened suddenly at this moment.  , causing the battle situation to be suddenly reversed.  Ri Yan shook his ears and stared at the dark clouds with unblinking eyes. Finally, he suddenly showed a look of disgust and said coldly: "I thought he was going to show off his power! Humph! He actually used such a shameful and low-level behavior.  "Little fairy magic!" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a person rolling out from the dark clouds covering the sun. It was Qin Yangling. He was rolling around on the ground, not knowing whether he was crying or laughing, and his screams continued.  , Tears and snot covered his face.  Master Dongyang hurriedly landed next to him. After taking a closer look, he suddenly felt dumbfounded. This is this a tickling technique?  ?Qin Yangling was so itchy that he rolled all over the floor, crying and laughing, like a madman. Not to mention the magic, he probably couldn't even stand up because he was covered in mud.  .  The thick dark clouds gradually dispersed, and Lei Xiuyuan's figure appeared on the broken martial arts field, still expressionless. He suddenly raised his hand and removed the tickling technique on Qin Yangling's body. The poor senior brother Qin finally stopped suffering.  Yelled, fainted with anger.  Lei Xiuyuan won!  There was deathly silence all around at first, but soon a huge noise erupted, which was so shocking that the whole city was shaking. After he bowed his hands and saluted, Teng Yun flew up. Many people in front were greeting him, dancing and talking incoherently.  Deng Xiguang, Su Wan who kept jumping around in circles, Hu Jiaping whose jaw almost dropped, and many disciples of Yao Guangfeng.  He looked around for someone, and suddenly felt his arms tighten. Li Fei rushed forward, and in full view of everyone, she hugged him tightly.  She still didn't say anything, but her whole body was shaking violently. She couldn't stop the shaking. She was worried, happy, uncomfortable, and ecstatic for a while. Her mind was all confused and she just wanted to cry.  The venue is good.  There was a sudden weight on her shoulders, and Lei Xiuyuan's head was buried in the crook of her shoulder. His voice sounded very hoarse and low: "Let's go first." Going first?  Li Fei was stunned for a moment, and she suddenly felt a fishy smell on her face. The hot blood stained her cheeks, and the sudden blood stains quickly dyed Lei Xiuyuan's dark-white disciple uniform red.  ¡ª¡ª4842dmth19176847¡ª¡ª>?¡­
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