(Friends who like this book, please join the group: 143819034, welcome friends!) ¡ Seeing that Qianye saved the old man, and the two of them had a very happy conversation, Yaomei¡¯s big ears dangled in joy, which made Zi Zi Fairy Ling snorted, and Yaomei shrank her head, stuck out her tongue, and immediately stopped. "Hmph! You are good at showing off and pretending to be a good person. Why don't you pretend to be a good person when I don't have enough spirit stones? Give me the escape talisman and the cloud-piercing boots? Why are you bullying me?" Yang Waner snorted and said harshly. He gave Qianye a hard look. "What great things can a woman's kindness accomplish? You deserve to die here today!" The few people in front of Nangong Qing seemed to have caught Qianye's weakness, with contempt on their faces. Wang Dong snorted coldly and said: "Don't be careless. I think he has broken through the eighth level of Qi Condensation, and I just heard that Wang Dong might die in the hands of this kid. Then Wang Dong can kill his opponent by leaping up the level with his skills. It's very unusual. Being able to be killed by this person shows that he is extraordinary. If you can't defeat him, you have to exploit his weaknesses. Do you understand?" "Understood!" Two of his subordinates responded in their hearts. But he was full of dissatisfaction. As for Song Kai, who was defeated by Qianye's punch due to his carelessness, he didn't even have a chance to play. Qianye had already learned that Zhu Yulan would play in the last game of the first round. While several people were discussing, he quietly stuffed a storage bag into Zhu Yulan and said: "Senior Sister Yulan, there is an explosion talisman inside. Once the field is no longer The enemy can use this talisman." The restrictions on the storage bag have been erased by Qianye. The Yulan gods swept in and saw that there were more than 20 bursting talismans. They immediately understood what Qianye meant and asked Qianye. Show a look of gratitude. Xu You, the deacon of the outer sect, walked up to the stage and shouted loudly: "The last match of the first round, Qiuluohe versus Zhu Yulan!" After saying that, he stepped aside and stepped aside. He was the host of this competition and was responsible for presiding over it. Contest and declare winner or loser. On the right side of the ring, an early stage disciple of the eighth level of Qi Condensation stepped towards the ring and flew to the ring. Zhu Yulan had been preparing for this match for a long time. He exhausted all his resources before the competition was about to begin and finally reached perfection from the seventh level of Qi Condensation. She broke through to the early stage of the eighth level of Qi Condensation, and the opponent was also an early stage disciple of the eighth level. At the early stage of the eighth level, she had the lowest cultivation level among all the contestants. It can be said that she was lucky. Seeing that Zhu Yulan was about to compete on the stage, a trace of worry flashed across Qing Feng's face. He wanted to say something but was too embarrassed to say it. Zhu Yulan glanced at him and said nothing. He walked slowly to the front of the ring, tapped the ground with his toes, and said The silk fluttered onto the ring and stood opposite the monk named Qiu Luohe. Qiu Luohe has a fierce face, is tall and strong, and wields a big sword. He looks like a ruthless character at first glance. The two people stand on the stage, one is tall and powerful, and the other is delicate and graceful. They look extremely asymmetrical. A mortal can easily tell the difference. Victory or defeat, it's just that for monks, tall stature does not necessarily contain more magic power, but men have an advantage in terms of strength and physical strength. The two of them each clasped their fists and launched their magic attacks. Although the opponent was a slender female cultivator, after all, it was about the place and future of the Zhenxu Secret Realm. Qiu Luohe suddenly took a step forward, and the big sword struck Zhu Yulan with the sound of wind. Next, the broadsword is wide and heavy, and it will naturally consume a lot of money if used to defend the enemy. Using a broadsword as a weapon with an eighth-level Qi Condensation cultivation level is considered an unusual thing. Zhu Yulan moved out of the way nimbly, and moved around the sword with ease to go straight to Qiu Luohe. Qiu Luohe pulled the sword with one hand and hit the flying sword head-on with the back of the sword. Zhu Yulan did not dare to hit the sword head-on, and hurriedly made secrets to guide the flying sword. Waiting for an opportunity to attack, a man and a woman interspersed and fought together. The two are of similar realms. Qiu Luohe's sword is powerful and powerful. Although he is tall, his body is extremely flexible. Zhu Yulan's clothes are flying like a flying butterfly. He can always find an opportunity to attack. The two are inseparable for a moment. . But as time went by, Zhu Yulan's disadvantages were revealed. She had just advanced to the eighth level of Qi Condensation. Her breath was unstable and her true energy was somewhat unsustainable. Her nimble body gradually slowed down, and the speed of her flying sword was also greatly reduced. Seeing the opportunity coming, Qiu Luohe's wrist suddenly shook, and the broad sword flew out of his hand. He made a seal with both hands, and the sword rotated at a high speed, stirring up the killing force around him. The sound of wind was loud, like a huge sword wheel that enveloped the magnolias. Zhu Yulan didn't expect that his big sword could actually be released. Seeing the killing force coming, she had nowhere to dodge. She opened her mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the sword, making the originally dim flying sword shine brightly again, bringing up a foot long sword. The sword light struck the sword wheel, giving the opponent a hard blow. "Boom!" The sword energy was rolled back, and Zhu Yulan was sent flying backwards, falling onto the ring with a tender cry. "Magnolia!" Qing Feng shouted in the audience and was about to rush towards the ring. Several powerful spiritual consciousnesses immediately swept over him. The powerful momentum made him realize that this was a sect competition, so he had to stop in his tracks. "Sister Yulan, stand up!" Cao Yuexin shouted, "Get up quickly!" Yaomei over there was excited for a moment.? also shouted, and many disciples who sympathized with Zhu Yulan also shouted. "Kill her, kill her!" The disciples who supported Qiu Luohe also shouted, and the audience was noisy. Several elders did not stop this. After all, there is always someone to cheer for the competition, otherwise the two of them would do it on the stage. What's the point of fighting? As long as no one is causing trouble, they won't stop it. Qiu Luohe made a seal with his hand, sank his broad knife, and slashed at the pink necks of Zhu Yulan. In a hurry, Zhu Yulan dwarfed, and the sword whirled over her head. The sword energy picked up a strand of hair and floated on the ring. The offensive momentum of the broad sword was very strong, but after all, it was too heavy and far less agile than the flying sword. Zhu Yulan took the opportunity to stand up, took a few steps back with a pale face, opened his mouth and swallowed a rejuvenation pill to restore his vitality. Qiu Luohe frowned, "You actually have the Qi Restoration Pill?" The Qi Restoration Pill is extremely precious to the outer disciples, and not everyone has it, because Qianye can refine the Qi Restoration Pill, and she just gave it to him. All magnolias. Despite this, Qiu Luohe did not stop. He knew that it would be more difficult for him to deal with the opponent once he recovered. He took a step forward, grabbed the broad knife in his hand, and launched a continuous attack on Zhu Yulan like a storm. Zhu Yulan suffered internal injuries and dodged again and again. After being forced into a corner, she suddenly let out a sweet cry and accidentally slipped to the ground. There was an uproar on the field. He was already at a disadvantage, but now he fell down. Isn't that looking for death? Qing Feng was so anxious that he almost went crazy. He was about to rush forward again, but Qianye held him back and whispered: "Senior Sister Yulan has backup, don't be anxious." "Ah!" Qing Feng stopped and stared unblinkingly. On the stage. Seeing Zhu Yulan fall to the ground, a trace of viciousness flashed across Qiu Luohe's surface, and his body suddenly rushed forward to kill Zhu Yulan with a single blow. Zhu Yulan, who had been planning for a long time, finally made a move. He avoided the blade with a light body and rushed forward. In his haste, he didn't have time to take a closer look, so he grabbed a handful of talisman and swatted it towards Qiuluo River. Qiu Luohe's continuous slashing also consumes a lot of money. Who could have imagined that the opponent was cheating when he hit with all his strength just now? He couldn't hide even if he wanted to, so he could only move back with all his strength. "Boom, boom, boom!" No less than ten talismans exploded in front of him. Suddenly, the fire flashed and the gas exploded, and the arena was scorched black. Qiu Luohe's gown was blown to pieces, and his huge body was thrown away by the powerful impact of the heat wave. He fell on the ring, his body was burnt black, there were cracks everywhere from the explosion, and the blood that came out was black, and his face was covered with blood. Qiu Luohe, who was charred and had almost all his hair burned off, lay on the ground coughing up blood and could hardly stand up.