Chapter 229: 5 Consecutive Victories, Angry Qingyun Real Person
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The sixth elder of Qingyunmen gritted his teeth and said to a young disciple: "The next battle, Bai Minglu, you go!"
"Well." Bai Minglu nodded.
He looked at the disciples of the Misty Sect, and his eyes fell on Huo Yunjie, thinking that he should fight him.
"The sect master is really idle and painful, and he even asked me to participate in this kind of discussion, but I am very excited to be able to fight with the disciples of the Misty Sect again!"
Thinking of this, Bai Minglu jumped onto the ring.
The breath of the ninth level of Qi refining spread out instantly, like a gust of wind swept the surroundings, and even the trees outside the arena were blown.
However, a bright sword light flashed.
Bai Minglu couldn't even pull out his sword, he was split into the air and hung on the tree with aches and pains, foaming at the mouth.
on the ring.
Mo Ying sheathed her sword and walked down the ring calmly.
"This!"
The audience was shocked.
Defeating the peak of the ninth level of Qi refining, just one sword?
Gathering Yuanjing?
Everyone stared at Mo Ying with wide eyes, only to feel that their throat was dry.
"You have even been dispatched to the Juyuan Realm, and you are blatantly cheating. The city lord refuses to accept it!" The city lord of Nanwu City was furious.
But the next moment, everyone including him and the sixth elder of Qingyunmen suddenly felt a tingling sensation in their scalps.
Everyone found that a deep-cold long sword was placed on the neck of the city lord of Nanwu City.
"Do you want to die, or continue to fight?"
Mo Ying held the Windward Flying Sword and released an icy aura from her body, which made everyone in the Nanwu City camp feel like they were being targeted by death, and had no intention of resisting.
"Continue to compare!"
The city lord of Nanwu City is full of desire to survive.
He couldn't see at all when Mo Ying appeared behind him.
If she really wanted to kill her, she would have fallen to the ground long ago, and she was extremely fearful.
Soon, the fourth game began.
The disciples of Qingyunmen are also in the ninth level of Qi refining, and their strength is very strong.
However, he was facing Huo Yunjie!
"Wind Spirit Step!"
At the beginning of the battle, Huo Yunjie used his body technique to approach each other. The two held sharp swords to block each other, and the sword energy swept across, leaving many sword marks on the ring.
"Blossoms of Fallen Ying!"
Huo Yunjie squeezed the magic formula and rolled out countless pink petals to interfere with his vision. Then, he compressed the power of the sword-drawing technique to one-third and split it horizontally.
Click!
The Qingyunmen disciple only had time to swing his sword to block, and his arm was numb from the shock. Even the blade of the sword was punched out, and he vomited blood and flew out.
"it is good!"
The deputy mayor is overjoyed.
Although the Qingyunmen disciples are very strong, the disciples of the Misty Sect are stronger. They have already won three games in a row, and they only need two more games to win the game.
Game 5 begins soon.
Qingyunmen took the stage was a female disciple.
She has a charming face, wearing a close-fitting red dress, holding two rapiers, one long and one short, showing a seductive smile.
"This battle, I'll come!" Jia Yulan took the stage.
"Why don't you let me come?" Long Tianxing was puzzled.
Mo Ying held Feijian, glanced at him, and said, "This female disciple of Qingyunmen is quite attractive. You are too young to bear the temptation, and you are easy to lose."
"Okay!" Long Tianxing scratched his head.
on the ring.
"Che, it's not even a man, it's really sad..." The woman in the red dress drooped her eyes, looking sad, but before she finished speaking, she suddenly shot.
The dagger suddenly flew out, directly catching Jia Yulan's eyebrows.
"Blossoms of Fallen Ying!"
Jia Yulan clasped his hands together, and countless pink petals overlapped to form a shield, blocking the dagger coming from the thrust.
But the next moment, the woman in the red dress suddenly circled behind her and stabbed with another long sword, just about to fly Jia Yulan away.
Suddenly, the woman in the red dress found that she was bound by something, and the long sword in her hand could no longer move forward.
"what happened?"
She lowered her head and found that she was actually entangled by a luminous rope, fixed on the ring, and quickly slashed at the rope with her sword.
"It's too late!" Jia Yulan turned around abruptly, and a vitality bomb blasted the red-skirted woman out and fell outside the ring.
"How could this happen?" The sixth elder of Qingyunmen felt very inconceivable.
The female disciple in the red skirt is good at movement skills and can use double swords. She should have won, but why was Jia Yulan stuck in place?
Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, Jia Yulan returned to Mo Ying's side, very calm, as if he had expected that he would win.
"Use "Omnidirectional Spiritual Sense" to sense the surroundings at all times, and then use "Bounding Cord" to attack others, Senior Sister Mo, your strategy is really good!" Jia Yulan laughed.
"It's a small matter." Mo Ying was very calm.
She has been promoted to the Primordial Gathering Realm, and her eyes are even more vicious. In addition, she has given birth to spiritual consciousness, so she can analyze the strength of Qingyunmen's disciples and make the most accurate response.
"I am too angry!" The city lord of Nanwu City paced back and forth.
Bai Floating City has won four games in a row, and if he wins one more game, this plain will be handed over to people, and his heart is extremely anxious.
"What should we do next?" The city lord of Nanwu City stared at the sixth elder of Qingyunmen.
"What else can we do? We are unlucky to meet someone from the Misty Sect! It looks like we are going to lose today, so prepare to bear the anger of the sect master!" under the tree, sighing.
When he raised his head, he saw Bai Minglu still hanging on the tree, and he was out of breath.
This time, Bai Minglu was the strongest among the nine inner disciples of Qingyunmen, and he should have won beautifully.
As a result, he was beaten by a sword!
Piss me off too!
The six elders of Qingyunmen were so angry that their faces were twisted.
"Start the next game!" shouted the deputy city lord of White Floating City.
"Who will go up next?" The city lord of Nanwu City looked at the remaining Qingyunmen disciples.
They looked at each other.
In the end, a disciple of the ninth level of Qi refining took the stage.
"Everyone, I'll go too!" Long Tianxing jumped onto the ring, his cultivation base was not strong, and he was only at the peak of the seventh level of Qi Refining.
As soon as his breath came out, everyone in Nanwu City immediately felt a sense of joy falling from the sky.
"Hahaha!"
"It turns out that there is only the seventh level of Qi refining!"
"I understand. The most powerful disciples of the Misty Sect have already appeared, and the rest of their disciples are very average in their cultivation and strength. Here's our chance to make a comeback!"
The lord of Nanwu City was overjoyed.
under the tree.
The sixth elder of Qingyunmen straightened his neck and rubbed his eyes, confirming that Long Tianxing was only at the peak of the seventh level of Qi refining, and smiled brightly.
on the ring.
Long Tianxing's opponent clenched the sword in his hand, feeling like he was favored by destiny, and the smile on his face gradually changed: "Haha! The ninth level of qi refining is at the peak of the seventh level of qi refining. If I don't win, I might as well eat shit."
After speaking, the Qingyunmen disciple pointed his sword at Long Tianxing and said, "Boy, don't blame me for bullying the younger."
Hearing this, Long Tianxing had a strange expression on his face and muttered, "I'm right at the peak of the seventh level of Qi Refining, but am I weak?"
Under the ring.
The deputy city lord of Baifu City was shocked and said: "How can you let Long Tianxing go up? He is only at the peak of the seventh level of Qi refining, and the odds of winning are not great!"
"Just wait and see." Mo Ying whispered.
Long Tianxing's cultivation base is not high, but is he really weak?
No, on the contrary, he is strong!
Mo Ying was very confident in Long Tianxing.
"Haha, this game is going to be won."
"It turned out that the Misty Sect was just a temporary success. Now, it's time for us at Qingyunmen to perform."
"I have to say, I was a little panicked just now, but now, the feng shui turns, we can sit down and appreciate the defeat of the Misty Sect disciples one by one."
The disciples of Qingyunmen smiled and looked leisurely.
The city lord of Nanwu City laughed and said, "Okay, let's start!"
on the ring.
The disciples of Qingyun Sect waved their long swords to fly Long Tianxing and win easily, which became the key to turning the tide of the battle, and was praised by the sect master and the elders.
He has already begun to imagine that after he wins, he is surrounded by his sisters and sisters, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually becomes funny.
"Drink!"
Suddenly, a roar broke the illusion of the Qingyunmen disciple.
Everyone looked at the sound, only to see Long Tianxing stomping on horses, clenching fists tightly with both hands, with pale silver radiance flickering on his body, quickly covered with fine silver scales, and his hands also turned into sharp claws.
Behind him, a dragon tail grows!
A powerful breath erupted, shaking the surrounding trees.
"This this!"
Except for the disciples of the Misty Sect, everyone else was shocked, and their mouths opened wide in astonishment, as if they were looking at a monster.
"The first stage, in the form of a dragon!"
Long Tianxing roared, completely transformed into a dragon man, the breath on his body soared five times, giving people a terrifying feeling of facing a half-shaped monster.
"Fuck, how could this happen!"
The disciples of Qingyunmen who fought against him were shocked.
He quickly waved his sword and cut out dozens of sword qi, trying to knock Long Tianxing out of the ring.
"Get down!"
Long Tianxing waved his sharp claws and easily shattered the sword energy that was slashing in the face. With a flick of his body, he arrived in front of the Qingyunmen disciple in an instant. With a flick of the dragon's tail, he was knocked off the ring and fainted on the spot.
"One move, instant kill?"
The crowd swallowed hard.
I thought that Long Tianxing was very weak, and this competition would be the time when Qingyunmen turned over, but who knew that they were so defeated!
Today, the White Floating City side has won five games in a row.
In this nine-fight and five-win competition, the outcome is already divided.
"The anger is killing me!" The sixth elder of Qingyunmen stomped his feet angrily and rose into the air, shamelessly continuing to stay here.
The deputy city lord looked at the blue-faced Nanwu City city lord, and said with a smile: "We won. According to the regulations, this plain belongs to our White Floating City. Let's start signing the agreement!"
"You're ruthless!" The city lord of Nanwu City gritted his teeth.
Mo Ying and his party did not participate in the signing of the agreement, and returned directly to Misty Peak, leaving only the deputy city lord of Baifu City, the palace lord of Nishang Palace, the head of the Ba Dao faction, the four masters of Feiyu Sect and the city lord of Nanwu City, etc. people handle.
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Qingyun Gate.
"What are you talking about, we actually lost five games in a row, which caused the White Floating City to gain the permanent right to dispose of that plain?"
"Trash, it's all trash!"
"Misso Pie, Ye Feng, wait for me!"
Master Qingyun threw the teacup angrily and kept roaring.
The terrifying momentum rose into the sky, crushing the surrounding halls and trees, like a tornado destroying the parking lot, leaving only a ruin in the end.
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Misty Peak.
Ye Feng looked at the disciples who had returned from the victory, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "You all performed well in today's battle. Next, hand over the disciple identity token on your body."
"Ah?" The disciples were stunned.
"Today's identity tokens are not fully functional. This head is going to re-refine them, expand the scope of communication, and add new functions by the way." Ye Feng explained.
Hearing this, the disciples were stunned.
"There is Sect Master Lao."
The disciples immediately turned in their identity tokens.
After getting the disciple identity token, Ye Feng threw them into the forging furnace, took out some of the special materials obtained by the Wandao League, and after refining, thirteen middle-grade spirit stones were thrown into the forging furnace, and the refining began.