Chapter Four Hundred and Twentieth Peerless Double Pride

"Jianchen, you are too deceiving. My Snake Valley and yours do not violate the river water. Why did you kill my Snake Valley genius Mang Shatian? Do you want to be my Snake Valley enemy?"

Mang Shatian is the backbone of Snake Valley's future. His death has a great impact on Snake Valley. Watching Mangshatian collapse in a pool of blood, Mang Hanche only felt that his heart was bleeding and stared at Jian Chen with a proud look. growled loudly.

"The skills are not as good as people, and if you die, you will die."

Jian Chen, who was merging the power of luck, opened his eyes, glanced coldly at Mang Hanche, who was on the verge of running away, and responded coldly.

"Well said!" An angry Xue Qinglan finally found an opportunity to fight back, stood up, and said loudly, "I remember someone just said that if his Snake Valley disciple dies, he will never chatter, and he will never forgive, why? This will take his own words as bullshit, which really should be true, a bitch is hypocritical."

"you……"

Hearing Jian Chen's indifferent answer and Xue Qinglan's counterattack, Mang Hanche's lungs were about to explode with anger, and his old face turned from white to blue, from blue to purple, and from purple to black.

"Han Che, calm down." Looking at the angered and violent Mang Han Che, Bing Qingchuan with an ugly face immediately transmitted a voice: "Let them be arrogant for a while, sooner or later they will cry."

"it is good!"

Thinking of the Western Demon Sect's plan, Mang Hanche had to hold back the anger in his heart, and sat back to his seat angrily, gasping for breath.

"Yuntong, it's your turn to appear. If Xue Xinyue doesn't admit defeat, she must seize the limited time, kill her with all her strength, and continue to deal a heavy blow to Misty Mountain."

Bing Qingchuan's voice transmission told Bing Yuntong, who was tall and slender, exuding a unique temperament, and had no expression changes on her cold face.

"Don't worry, elder, she will surely die!"

After speaking, Bing Yuntong slowly stood up, her slender legs suddenly exerted force, like a dancing white butterfly, gracefully landed on the competition arena.

"Xinyue, don't have any burdens in your heart. If you really lose, you will immediately admit defeat. Don't be brave." Xue Tianchi said.

"Even if she loses, I will make her pay a certain price."

Xue Xinyue took a deep breath and swallowed the Blood King Pill given by Ye Chenfeng into her stomach. Suddenly, a large amount of blood permeated her body, rapidly increasing her strength.

When she felt that she had the strength of the first-level inverse beast king for a short time, Miaoman's body swept up into the air, drew an afterimage in mid-air, and landed on the competition arena.

Looking at the two fairies with stunning appearance and enchanting figure, many disciples were overwhelmed by their beauty and shouted loudly. The atmosphere was unprecedentedly warm.

"Let me see if Bishuixian's music is as powerful as the legends say."

Xue Xinyue looked at it with fighting intent, holding a harp in both hands. Bing Yuntong, who was neither happy nor sad, showed no expression, took out a low-grade Heavenly Weapon-grade long sword and waited for the match to start.

With the order of the snow drifting, the second round of competition began.

Bing Yuntong's slender fingers quickly stroked the strings of the piano, one after another euphemistically, like a mountain and flowing water.

Listening to the melodious sound of the piano in her ears, Xue Xinyue only felt a little bit lost in her soul. .

"Boundless Sword Art, the vast shadow falls!"

Xue Xinyue let out a loud cry, and instantly merged with the soul beast. A powerful falling shadow sword light descended from the sky, like a galaxy flowing backwards, and slashed towards Bing Yuntong, who was playing the piano with both hands.

"Om!"

Seeing that Bing Yuntong was slashed by the Void Falling Shadow Slash, the continuous sound of the piano suddenly became fierce, like a thousand troops galloping, crushing everything, shattering the Vast Falling Shadow Slash, and bombarded her.

"The Misty Ling Jiutian."

Experienced the horror of Bishuixian Yinqu firsthand, Xue Xinyue, who possessed the strength of the Beast King in a short period of time, decisively changed her moves and forcibly used the Miaomiao Mountain inheritance Dao skill. Jiutian's sword glow, as if about to split the sky, slashed towards the rushing sound of the piano.

But because Xue Xinyue did not understand the way of swordsmanship, she could not exert the strongest power of Misty Ling Jiutian.

"Boom!"

The two major attacks were bombarded together, and a dense blasting sound broke out immediately. The powerful sound was like a thunderous explosion, which continued for a long time, and the space was violently rolled.

The two powerful attacks rebuked each other for three breaths, cracks appeared in the Bishuixian music played by Bing Yuntong, and Ling Jue Jiutian's sword light bit by bit tore the sound of the piano and slashed towards her.

"Buzz!"

Looking at Ling Jue's sword light splitting fast, Bing Yuntong's astonished face still showed no change in expression. His slender hands drew a trail of afterimages, and he played the piano quickly, increasing the power of the sound of the piano, and the terrifying sound waves turned into The galloping sea shattered Ling Jue Jianmang.

"Instant killing sword!"

Even though Ling Jiutian was still unable to injure Bing Yuntong with her inferior Dao skill, Xue Xinyue was not discouraged. Her entire body fused with the long sword of the heavenly artifact in her hand, splitting a lightning-fast sword, forcibly tearing the piano. The sound approached Bing Yuntong's body.

"It's over, you can die!"

Seeing Xue Xinyue daring to approach her, Bing Yuntong's eyes burst out with a strong killing intent, her slender fingers yanked up the strings, and a long river of sound waves spewed out, bombarding them at close range. Xue Xinyue's body wanted to kill her in one fell swoop.

"boom!"

When the Bishuixian music bombarded the instant killing sword, the powerful piano sound instantly shattered the instant killing sword and bombarded her Miaoman's body.

"ended."

Seeing that Xue Xinyue was hit by the Bishuixian music, Bing Qingchuan showed a cold smile.

The Bishui Xian Song is a divine song that has been circulated in the Ice Palace for tens of thousands of years. It is so powerful that even an average first-level anti-beastmaster expert can't withstand its full blow, let alone Xue Xinyue.

"puff!"

Being attacked by Bi Shuixian Yinqu, a large amount of thunder immediately appeared in Xue Xinyue's body, resisting Jiucheng Qin's attack.

But the remaining 10% of the piano sound still hurt her, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out of her mouth, sprayed on the ground, and stained with blood.

"Ice water!"

Regardless of her physical injuries, Xue Xinyue opened her mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of extremely cold spiritual water, attacking Bing Yuntong.

"Heaven and earth spirit water!"

Bing Yuntong frowned slightly, Gu Jing Wubo's face showed surprise for the first time, surprised by Xue Xinyue's defensive power and her trump card.

Bing Yuntong continued to play the qin, interweaving layers of violin sounds, not giving the icy water a chance to get close.

"The Misty Ling Jiutian!"

When Bing Yuntong played the blue daffodils to resist the spirit of heaven and earth, Xue Xinyue once again used the strongest move he currently had.

The sword light, which was over nine days, slashed down and slashed towards Bing Yuntong's head.

"Good job!"

Seeing that Xue Xinyue was taking advantage of the defense of the Tianlei battle suit, the attack of the water of the extreme ice took the initiative, and the eyes of the elders of the misty mountain such as Xue Tianchi suddenly lit up, looking forward to the appearance of a miracle.

"Bi Shuixian Music, lore!"

In the face of danger, Bing Yuntong was surprisingly calm, his slender fingers pulled the strings again, and the sound of the piano pierced through layers of air, with the power of lore, shattering the misty Ling Jiutian. The attack slammed into Xue Xinyue's body fiercely.

"puff!"

A large mouthful of blood sprayed out from Xue Xinyue's mouth, and the lore sound of Bishuixian's tune directly sent her flying, like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily out of the fighting platform, losing the game.