3370.Win the Championship 2
"Huh?" In the audience, Master Guigu frowned slightly and said solemnly: "How come this boy named Qin has also become the Nascent Soul stage?"
Tang Yunlong also frowned and said: "Yes, it is indeed very weird. It seems that there are only two possibilities. One is that he forcibly improved his strength through some secret method. But this will not last long. , after time passes, the body will be greatly weakened. If he cannot defeat his opponent within this time, he will have no choice but to be slaughtered by others. Another possibility is that he has been suppressing his own cultivation and wants to create something for others. He creates the illusion that he is in the Dzogchen state of spiritual silence. In this way, at a critical period, he can take advantage of others' unpreparedness and suddenly do something with all his strength. By then, I'm afraid no one will be able to resist his power without precautions. The full strength of the infant stage was struck.”
Regarding this analysis, Master Gui Gu also believed that it was correct, and said: "No matter what, it is really difficult to determine the outcome of today's battle before the outcome is determined. Alas, we can only silently wish Leng Xuan good luck." Tang Yunlong nodded, smiled calmly and said: "The battle between two young masters in the Nascent Soul stage can be regarded as a good story." There are not a few people who have the same imagination as him. Indeed, in this era of thin spiritual energy, it is possible to appear The two young cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage are really a very surprising thing. Therefore, the next battle between Leng Xuan and Qin Ming is really worth looking forward to.
At this time, Leng Xuan's sword eyebrows were slightly raised. Nascent Soul, I didn’t expect Qin Ming to reach the Nascent Soul stage. It seems that today's battle is destined to be a difficult battle. He composed himself and then said: "You really did not disappoint me. It seems that today's battle is indeed interesting. Ha."
Qin Ming sneered, stared at Leng Xuan indifferently, and said, "Really? It's best not to think too highly of yourself. At the same level, you will still be no match for me." After speaking, he saw only his feet With a slight exertion, the body rose into the sky like a ghost, standing in the sky, glaring at Leng Xuan with a high posture, the whole body was shining with colorful brilliance, and the momentum was overwhelming.
"Whether he is your opponent or not, I'm afraid it won't be decided by your words." Leng Xuan showed no signs of losing momentum and jumped up, confronting Qin Ming parallel to each other in mid-air. A moment later, he made a casual move, and the Xuanyang Sword appeared in his palm. The sword pointed at the sky. As the Nine Suns Casting God Technique came into being, a fiery red light sprang up in the sword body, and it burned in a trance. A burst of flames instantly distorted the surrounding air, and the temperature increased sharply.
At this time, Leng Xuan naturally did not dare to be careless. To deal with an opponent like Qin Ming, the Dragon Subduing Staff was obviously no match, so he had no choice but to use the Xuanyang Sword. This Xuanyang Sword itself is the sword of the most powerful Yang. Coupled with his Nine Yang Qi, the power can have a superimposed effect.
Feeling the powerful fire energy emanating from the Xuanyang sword, Qin Ming's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a deep voice: "The pure Yang true fire is so strong, huh, it seems that you have hidden it quite deeply before. But even so, I just said I will never take back my words. You will definitely lose today." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a crystal-clear sword appeared in his palm, and then said: "This is the Seven Yin Sword, the Ultimate Yin Ultimate Cold. Congratulations to you , being able to force me to use this sword is already a great thing. Come on, let's fight with all our strength and see who can have the last laugh." After saying this, he suddenly slashed out several numbers in the void. Hundreds of sword energy, carrying the power of Zhiyin Zhihan, flew towards Leng Xuan like a meteor shower.