Chapter 1846: Lost with Magic Weapon

"Heaven-level divine arts? Could it be that Senior Brother Jiang also practices heaven-level divine arts?" Hearing Jiang Ming's shout, Zhao Yuxi's face changed drastically and she lost her voice. The other disciples were also shocked.

Xiao Chen, who was on the side, nodded lightly and said: "It should be the Heavenly Level Magic Art that the Palace Master bought back from the auction. The Palace Master attaches great importance to this Qingying Battle, so there is nothing wrong with letting Jiang Ming practice it."

"I have also practiced." Miao Cuiling suddenly spoke, a look of pride on her pretty face. Her words immediately filled the disciples' eyes with envy and jealousy.

At the main seat, after hearing Jiang Ming's words, Fang Qianxing and others' faces also showed joy, and they seemed to be quite confident in the heaven-level magic that Jiang Ming was about to perform.

Ding Yan, who was also in the main seat, raised his old eyebrows, glanced sideways at Fang Qianxing, who was full of joy, and thought to himself: "The Heaven-level Divine Art that the Chamber of Commerce bid for seems to be more powerful than the Heaven-level Divine Art of Phantom Holy Palace. It's more powerful, but don't get too happy too soon."

High in the sky, when Jiang Ming's power reached its limit, his hands began to make marks one after another. His palms actually glowed with a faint green light, and a powerful aura filled the air.

"Sure enough, it's the God-Destroying Demon Heart Palm." A faint smile appeared on Xiao Chen's face.

"What a powerful force!" Zhao Yuxi said in horror with a dumbfounded face. She couldn't help but swallow her saliva. The disciples also turned pale due to the tyrannical aura due to their poor cultivation.

"Heaven-level Divine Art! God-Destroying Demonic Heart Palm!"

The shout fell, and the tyrannical power condensed in the palm of his hand. Jiang Ming blasted out a palm, and a cyan palm print several feet in size shot out of the air. The sound of the oppressive wind was slightly sharp, and wherever it passed, the space also squirmed slightly, like ripples on the sea surface.

Feeling the tyrannical power, the expressions of everyone below the square suddenly changed.

"The power of the God-Destroying Devil's Heart Palm is truly astonishing!" The audience exclaimed, their eyes dilated, all focused on that energy palm print.

"As expected of the Heavenly Level God Realm, its power is comparable to that of the Huang-level Holy Art." A flash of surprise flashed through her beautiful eyes, Caiyun was also surprised, her pretty face was slightly stunned, the strong gun art that was auctioned from her hand, now Finally, I had the opportunity to witness the power of the law. `

"boom!"

"Puff!"

Two tyrannical energies collided, and there was a loud thunder-like explosion. The expressions of both of them changed at the same time. Their faces turned pale, and they vomited blood at the same time. They were both injured by the strength of the other party.

"How is this possible! I have consumed so much Saint Yuan,

His Heavenly Level Divine Art actually has such power! "The moment he vomited blood, his heart was shocked. Song Tianliang couldn't believe it, and he was secretly glad that he had consumed Jiang Ming's power just now, otherwise he would definitely be defeated at this moment.

Although Song Tianliang was injured by Jiang Ming's strange move just now, it did not affect his strength. He was still at the peak of his strength. Using the heaven-level divine art, he would definitely be able to seriously injure Jiang Ming, who had consumed a lot of strength, but Jiang Ming It can also shock and injure him, which shows how powerful the Heavenly Level Divine Art used by Jiang Ming is.

The smiles on the faces of Zhao Yuxi and others suddenly froze, and they were secretly worried. Jiang Ming was the ace of the Qinglan Holy Palace and was the key to winning or losing.

Jiang Ming's injury undoubtedly brought an inexplicable huge pressure to the Qinglan Holy Palace. All the disciples were extremely nervous, and their palms were sweating.

"Song Tianliang's injury is serious and he won't last long!" He muttered happily in his heart, while Fang Qianxing still maintained a bright smile on his face.

"Song Tianliang, it seems that the Heavenly Level Divine Art of Qinglan Holy Palace is more powerful." Even though it consumed a lot of power, it was still able to injure Song Tianliang. Jiang Ming also showed a look of joy and pride on his face. .

Song Tianliang struggled to hold on, with no intention of giving up. His face was extremely gloomy. He never expected that the Heavenly Level Divine Art that Qinglan Holy Palace was bidding on would be so powerful.

"Song Tianliang, you lost!" Jiang Ming was overjoyed and retracted his palm slightly, then suddenly pushed it out again, and his strength actually increased again.

"Hehe, Jiang Ming, don't be too happy!" A proud smile suddenly appeared on his pale face. With a move of his right hand, he actually produced another high-grade spiritual weapon, which was a fire-red bead. Song Tianliang The power surged again.

"This is" Jiang Ming's face suddenly changed when he saw the magic weapon, and his dark eyes flashed with fear. `

"That guy actually has a high-grade spiritual weapon!" The expressions of the disciples of the Qinglan Holy Palace changed drastically again, and they all took a deep breath.

"Element Devouring Pearl!" Below, Fang Qianxing and the three elders' expressions changed drastically. Their eyes were obviously flashing with anger, and they all glanced at Ding Yan who was standing aside.

"You don't have the strength to resist?" Seeing Jiang Ming's frightened look, Song Tianliang became more and more proud.

"Asshole!" Song Tianliang's strength increased rapidly, and Jiang Ming could no longer hold on. His face was twisted and he looked extremely labored, and he couldn't help but cursed angrily.

"boom!"

"puff!"

The two tyrannical forces that collided with each other. As Song Tianliang once again used the high-grade spiritual weapon, his power more than doubled in the blink of an eye. The two forces suddenly exploded, and all the ripples of explosive energy blasted in the direction of Jiang Ming. When Jiang Ming came out, his face instantly turned pale. He was so shocked that Jiang Ming vomited blood, and his body flew out like a kite with its string broken.

"Senior Brother Jiang!"

"Big brother!"

The disciples of Qinglan Holy Palace shouted in shock. The thing they least expected to see happened, and their faces turned to dust.

"Win with strength, lose with magic weapon." Master Wan Qian said calmly with a sigh from the audience.

"It turns out to be Palace Master Ding's magic weapon. It can increase powerful strength within half an hour. This battle is indeed exciting, but it is a pity." Caiyun chuckled with a faint smile on his pretty face.

"Palace Master Ding, you are really willing to give up. You even lent your own magic weapon to the disciple for temporary fighting." The flesh on his face twitched, and he glared at Ding Yan with angry eyes. Fang Qianxing said coldly and sarcastically.

Hearing this, there was a smile on his face, and he glanced at Fang Qianxing. Ding Yan smiled slightly and said, "Didn't Palace Master Fang also pass the God-Destroying Demon Heart Palm to Jiang Ming?"

"If you lose, you lose. It can only be said that Palace Master Fang is not ready." An elder from the Phantom Palace said with a smile. As long as Jiang Ming loses, there is no doubt that the Phantom Palace will win.

"You!" The flesh on his face twitched again, and his heart was filled with rage, but Fang Qianxingqian didn't know how to refute.

Song Tianliang did not violate the rules, and Jiang Ming was seriously injured, his Holy Yuan was exhausted, and he was unable to fight anymore. The outcome was already decided.

Seeing Jiang Ming fall outside the square, Wang Jian rushed out quickly, caught Jiang Ming, and put him down smoothly.

"Jiang Ming, you lost." From high in the sky, the smile on his face became brighter, and Song Tianliang said with a proud smile.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Jiang Ming's pale face, as if he was not depressed at all by the failure.

"I win because of my strength, but you only win because of the magic weapon. It depends on how you understand it. There is nothing to be proud of." Taking a deep breath, suppressing the churning energy and blood in his body, Jiang Ming smiled slightly.

"If you lose, you lose. This is just an excuse for the weak to cover up." Not caring about Jiang Ming's words at all, Song Tianliang sneered slightly. In his opinion, as long as the Phantom Palace wins, it doesn't matter what the process is. Look at the results.

Shaking his head slightly, Jiang Ming said no more, and with Wang Jian's support, he walked towards the disciples of Qinglan Holy Palace.

Jiang Ming was defeated. The disciples of the Qinglan Holy Palace all looked depressed. The generals of the Qinglan Holy Palace had already been defeated. The next battle would undoubtedly double the pressure on the Qinglan Holy Palace.

Many high-ranking officials secretly shook their heads. In such a wonderful battle, they thought Jiang Ming would win, but Song Tianliang unexpectedly turned the tables. As long as Phantom Holy Palace won one more game, Qinglan Holy Palace would lose, except for Jiang Mingzhi. Besides, they don't seem to think highly of other disciples.

Even if Miao Cuiling barely wins, the third disciple of the Qinglan Holy Palace may not be able to produce a disciple in the realm of the Holy King. You must know that the third disciple of the Phantom Holy Palace is also in the early stage of the Holy King. ,

This second battle was between Miao Cuiling and Fu Hai. Both of them were in the early stage of the Saint King. Miao Cuiling's exquisite body stood on the square, which immediately attracted cheers. Her beautiful face, It was a feast for the eyes of the men present.

Although Miao Cuiling's beauty is not as good as Caiyun's, Miao Cuiling's elegant temperament is not as good as Caiyun's. To compare, each has its own merits. Miao Cuiling belongs to the kind of pure and elegant beauty, while Caiyun belongs to the mature and full of charm. Gorgeous.

I have to say that the battle between the two was also very exciting. Although she is a woman, Miao Cuiling can be regarded as a genius disciple of Qinglan Holy Palace. She has extremely strong fighting ability and is on par with Fu Hai.

But because she is a woman, she is not as strong as a man. After a hard fight, she is always at a disadvantage.

Even Miao Cuiling was unable to defeat her opponent, which made everyone in Qinglan Holy Palace even more anxious. If Miao Cuiling lost, Qinglan Holy Palace would lose.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Miao Cuiling used the God-Destroying Demonic Heart Palm, and Fu Hai was seriously injured. Both of them were unable to fight anymore because they had exhausted their holy energy, so the game ended in a draw.

Miao Cuiling was not defeated, which made everyone in Qinglan Holy Palace breathe a sigh of relief, but that was only temporary. The next third battle was the most critical.

"Palace Master Fang, who is going to compete in this third competition? It seems that the disciples of the Qinglan Holy Palace no longer have the realm of the Holy King." On the square, Lu Changqing, a disciple of the Phantom Holy Palace, smiled and felt secretly proud.

"I recommend Xiao Chen." From the main seat, Wei Luan touched his beard and spoke calmly.

As soon as Wei Luan said these words, the whole place was silent for a moment, and pairs of eyes involuntarily glanced at Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen killed seventy or eighty guards of the Liu family with one person. Although he didn't know Xiao Chen's cultivation level, but with his strength This is enough to make people dare not underestimate it.

"Qinglan Holy Palace finally let him fight." A seductive smile appeared on her pretty face, and Caiyun seemed to have expected it.

Everyone present was also looking forward to Xiao Chen's appearance and wanted to know what Xiao Chen's cultivation level was. However, Liu Chengfeng's next words suddenly caused everyone's expressions to suddenly change.

"Xiao Chen himself said that he is not a disciple of Qinglan Holy Palace. If he is not, then he is not qualified to fight!" Liu Chengfeng glanced at Xiao Chen with cold eyes and said slightly solemnly.

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