3342. Battle of the Top Eight
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After hearing Taoist Po's explanation, Leng Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, Luo Shuixi came over, and there was a hint of gratitude on her beautiful face. She said, "Leng Xuan, thank you."
Leng Xuan smiled. Of course he understood the meaning of Luo Shuixi's thank you. Because Su Yu lost, from now on, Su Yu would probably never pester her again. "You're welcome. We are friends. How can we stand idly by when our friends are in trouble?"
"Huh?" When Luo Shuixi heard the word friend, there was obviously a strange look in her eyes, but soon, a smile hid the strange look. She smiled slightly, chatted a few words, and then Left with an excuse.
After looking away from Luo Shuixi's back, Leng Xuan looked around a few times. In today's battle, ten people will advance. Anyone who can reach this point is a person with high cultivation level. Therefore, he needs to carefully observe his opponent and be fully prepared for the next competition. As he glanced around, he found that his round ended the fastest. On the other competition stages, Mu Yan from Lingyun Palace and the mysterious man in black seemed to have the upper hand. They seemed to be calm and leisurely in their moves. Obviously There are still some obvious gaps between their opponents and them. Sure enough, after passing one group, the two of them won one after another.
Soon after, the second round of the competition began. When all the opponents came on stage, Leng Xuan fixed his sights on the three stone platforms, where Qin Ming and Cheng Ying were respectively located, as well as Wang Ziqin of the Baijia sect. These three people are all powerful young cultivators and have high reputations among the people. Among these people, Leng Xuan's main focus is Qin Ming. After all, in his mind, Qin Ming has always been his future rival.
On that stone platform, Qin Ming's opponent was an ordinary-looking young man wearing purple clothes. The other party's face was tense and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he was a little nervous facing a strong man like Qin Ming. Following the referee's order, the man in purple immediately summoned a steel knife. The steel knife was about three feet long. The blade was like silver and shone with cold light. A strange beast was carved on the handle of the knife, with its bloody mouth open and terrifying. Qin Ming looked leisurely, with his hands behind his back, standing motionless, not paying attention to his opponent. He glanced at the steel knife, said in a cold tone, "The knife is not bad." The man in purple said solemnly: "This knife is called the Purple Flame Knife, you have to be careful." Qin Ming raised his hand and said He said casually: "Come on, let me see the power of your Purple Flame Sword."
The man in purple clothes held the Purple Flame Knife tightly with both hands. The blade trembled slightly, and then he suddenly raised it above his head. A purple light suddenly rose into the sky, like purple flames, attached to the blade and burning. In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to be ignited, and the temperature gradually increased, exuding scorching heat. Qin Ming smiled faintly, but his figure remained still. The man in purple narrowed his eyes, held the knife in both hands, brought out a strong wind of the knife, and slashed down. Just hearing a "whoosh" sound piercing the air, the sword light condensed from purple flames struck Qin Ming's head with awe-inspiring power. Facing that powerful force, Qin Ming's expression did not change, and a five-color light suddenly emerged from his hand, just like the endless flow of water waves, dazzling. Immediately, there was only a slight sound, and the five-color light suddenly burst out, forming a five-color light shield around him, protecting him firmly inside.