Chapter 413 Final Showdown

Hearing this, Feng Qing'er's eyebrows were raised, and a chill suddenly rose in her phoenix eyes, just like a frosty blade being unsheathed. "You are such an ignorant fellow, how dare you speak so arrogantly in front of me? In the past, I just thought of the face of Master Feng and never bothered with you too much. This time in the Four Square Pavilion Competition, I will let you know that the height of the sky and the depth of the earth are not something you can measure at will!"

After saying this, Feng Qing'er's colorful dress suddenly fluttered without wind. As her sleeves fluttered, there was a faint dazzling dark blue light, which came out from her body, like a living thing wandering.

In a moment, the light intertwined and gathered, and condensed into a brilliant golden light behind her, just like a luxurious cloak carefully woven by the scorching sun.

The light surged and flickered, carrying the unique domineering and frenzy of the power of wind and thunder. The subtle "crackling" explosion sound was hidden in it, like thunder rolling in the clouds, showing that the wind and thunder fighting spirit she controlled was vigorous and powerful, making the air around her full of tense pressure, as if it would be torn and crushed by this power in the next second.

Seeing this, Mu Qingluan was not to be outdone. She straightened her body, and the blue fighting spirit surged out of her body like a surging wave, surrounding her body. Her hair was flying, just like a blue phoenix coming to the world, revealing a smart and tenacious breath.

"There is no point in talking more, let's see the truth with our hands!"

After saying that, she stomped her feet on the ground, and her figure shot out like an arrow from a string. The long sword in her hand shook, and the sword chanted, just like the cry of a blue bird. Several blue sword shadows wrapped in the whistling wind pierced Feng Qing'er's throat.

Seeing Mu Qingluan's attack, Feng Qing'er's expression was stern, and her eyes instantly turned blue-silver, as deep as a cold pond under the endless dark night, revealing a bone-chilling chill and majestic pressure.

As Feng Qing'er pursed her red lips and waved her hands violently, countless colorful silks suddenly emerged from her body. Those silks seemed to have life, dancing and entwining around her. In a moment, she was wrapped in a colorful but extremely dangerous "cocoon".

Then, Feng Qing'er waved her delicate jade hand, and the colorful silks were like soldiers who received military orders, instantly straightened, and with the deafening sound of "crackling" thunder and lightning, they rushed towards Mu Qingluan who was rushing like a raging dragon.

The green sword shadow and the wind and thunder power wrapped in the colorful silk collided with each other, just like a thunderbolt splitting the mountain. In the deafening roar, light splashed, and the air waves surged wildly in a circle. The surrounding ground was plowed into deep gullies by the strong wind. The spectators were knocked to the ground, and those with weaker cultivation vomited blood and collapsed to the ground.

Mu Qingluan took advantage of the force to do a backflip, landed lightly, tapped her toes lightly, and took advantage of the momentum to leap up again. The long sword in her hand swung out several sword flowers. In the sound of the sword chanting, the green fighting spirit condensed again, trying to break through the "wind and thunder net" woven by the colorful silk.

Feng Qing'er spat lightly, controlled the colorful silk like a smart long whip, whipped it in the air with a "snap" sound, and did not give Mu Qingluan a moment to breathe, and continued to launch fierce attacks.

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“Master, in your opinion, who will win the final victory in this competition?”

Sitting on the table, Qing Lin stared at the two people fighting on the field and asked Xiao Ling beside her. At this time, three green petals were dim in her eyes, and she had obviously opened the Green Snake Three Flower Pupils to see the subtle movements of the fight on the field.

“In terms of ordinary combat power, Feng Qing’er has just entered the Dou Zong realm, so she is naturally not the opponent of Qingluan, who is already a three-star Dou Zong. But if Feng Qing’er uses the power of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix bloodline, it’s not easy to judge the outcome.” Xiao Ling stroked his chin and said thoughtfully.

"You don't have to think too much, don't worry." Zi Yan had a smile on her lips, her expression was leisurely, and a trace of complacency flashed in her eyes. "Before, I chatted with that girl and found her quite pleasing to the eye. For the sake of Old Man Yao and her master, I casually put a dragon seal in her body, which can be used three times to increase the power of fighting skills. I also taught her a unique skill of my Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan."

"Although the blood flowing in this girl's body is not our ancient dragon clan's bloodline, it is impossible to exert the full power of this unique skill, but with the blessing of a dragon seal I gave her, it can still play a considerable bonus effect against the Tianyao Phoenix Clan."

"Especially against Feng Qing'er who has not yet entered the mature stage, the effect is completely sufficient. As long as she can use that move smoothly, this battle will definitely win."

After speaking, Zi Yan smiled, her face full of confidence.

It was quite a coincidence that Yao Chen did not take the initiative to find Zi Yan, but Zi Yan was thinking about Yao Chen, after all, she had eaten a lot of pills made by Yao Chen.

Therefore, Zi Yan later specifically asked Xiao Ling whether Yao Chen had resurrected. After all, the Skyfire Venerable had resurrected, and Zi Yan thought that Xiao Ling would definitely not leave Yao Chen, who could help him more, behind.

As for Xiao Ling, he followed Yao Chen's instructions and told Zi Yan that Yao Chen had gone out to do some things and had not returned yet, and needed some time.

Moreover, Yao Chen had specifically told Xiao Ling not to tell him how strong he was now, and that he had some concerns about the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan. Xiao Ling also felt that Yao Chen's vigilance was reasonable, and he did not mention Yao Chen's strength to Zi Yan.

It was not that Xiao Ling and the others did not trust Zi Yan, but that Zi Yan's current identity was too special. Moreover, even if Zi Yan knew about this matter, it would not be good for her. Anyway, when Zi Yan needed help, Xiao Ling and Yao Chen would naturally help her, it was just a matter of timing.

After listening to Xiao Ling's explanation, Zi Yan did not ask more about Yao Chen. Anyway, she did not care too much about Yao Chen. Knowing that Yao Chen was resurrected and was living well now, she did not pay too much attention to him.

Later, after Zi Yan knew about the relationship between Yao Chen and Feng Xian, and Mu Qingluan was Xiao Ling's nominal junior sister, she took more care of Mu Qingluan.

It was also a coincidence. Zi Yan remembered that the Qingluan clan was a subsidiary clan of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan a long time ago. By chance, she passed on a unique skill of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan to Mu Qingluan.

And the fighting skill that Zi Yan passed on to Mu Qingluan was originally carefully created by an ancestor of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, specifically for restraining the Tian Yao Huang Clan.

Who would have thought that Mu Qingluan's opponent at the moment was Feng Qing'er of the Tian Yao Huang Clan. Such a coincidence was purely a fluke. I don't know how much luck Mu Qingluan had accumulated to run into this situation.

It's just that when Zi Yan taught the move, it was all based on her own impulse, and she didn't explain the special effects of this fighting skill in detail. Mu Qingluan also knew nothing about this. If she had known about it earlier, she wouldn't have been so cautious and overly cautious when facing Feng Qing'er because she was afraid of the other party's Sky Demon Phoenix.

After hearing what Zi Yan said, Xiao Ling paused, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he took the opportunity to glance at Zi Yan, then looked away and looked at the two people fighting in the square again. With a faint smile on his lips, he shook his head and said in a relaxed tone,

"Since you have this move as a trump card, Qingluan girl will definitely not lose to Feng Qing'er. Next, let's wait and see..."

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On the field, the two of them instantly came into close combat.

Mu Qingluan relied on her own three-star Dou Zong cultivation, and her Dou Qi was powerful and she could use it freely. Her moves were swift and fierce. As the sword shadows flew, the blue Dou Qi was like a surging wave, pressing towards Feng Qing'er wave after wave.

In the opening fight, she had the upper hand. On the other hand, Feng Qing'er was struggling to cope with this strong attack. Her body was struggling, and the moves she was blocking were a little flustered. The colorful silk was also forced to retreat step by step by the sword shadows, and for a while, it was obvious that she was unable to defend.

Realizing that she was gradually losing the upper hand, Feng Qing'er's eyes suddenly condensed, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

At the moment when the two of them collided fiercely again, there was a muffled "bang", and the majestic power exploded like a surging tide, and the recoil force was overwhelming.

Feng Qing'er was not in a hurry. Lightning flashed under her feet. It was the "Three Thousand Thunder Movements" body movement. With this force, her figure was like a golden lightning. She "whooshed" up from the ground and jumped over the square in an instant.

The colorful dress fluttered violently, just like a fluttering flag. She looked down at Mu Qingluan from a high place. The momentum of her body became more and more fierce as the height rose.

"Wind Killing Finger!"

Feng Qing'er was hanging high in the sky, and her cold shout was like thunder. She stretched out her jade-white finger and pointed at Mu Qingluan below.

In an instant, a phoenix whistled out and wrapped her graceful figure tightly in it, just like a divine bird protecting its master.

Then, the light at the beak of the phoenix gathered rapidly, and the majestic and terrifying blue-silver fighting spirit surged and condensed into a thick light column in the blink of an eye, but it was compressed to the size of a palm in an instant.

The beam of light was like imprisoned thunder, with the power to destroy the world, "whoosh" violently shot out, and wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistle.

This "Wind Killing Finger" is one of the most famous and lethal fighting skills of Fenglei Pavilion. Once it was used at this moment, there was a sound of cold air coming from all around. Obviously, everyone had heard of the sharpness and magnificence of this move and knew its terrifying power.

The beam of light transformed by the Wind Killing Finger was extremely fast and terrifying, as if it had transcended the shackles of space. When it flashed past, it actually pierced through the void directly, making a "sizzling" sound of tearing space.

The endless green sword shadows swung by Mu Qingluan, under the impact of the terrifying finger force, seemed to be made of paper, and shattered in an instant.

But Mu Qingluan is not an ordinary person. In the moment of crisis, her eyes suddenly condensed, her white hands lightly turned and drew a half circle, and the green dress on her body instantly danced without wind, fluttering.

"Biqiong reverse wind whirl."

A delicate cry fell, and in the blink of an eye, a deep green tornado rose out of thin air under Mu Qingluan's feet, as if a long-dormant ancient beast suddenly awakened, wrapped in endless surging power, roaring and rising from the ground, directly facing the wind-killing finger force.

At first, the wind-killing finger force crashed into the tornado, just like a boulder smashing into the waves, stirring up shocking waves in the green wind whirl, the two fought wildly, and light and strong wind burst out in all directions.

But gradually, the tornado showed its majestic background, just like a bottomless abyss that can swallow everything, wrapping the wind-killing finger force layer by layer, constantly wearing it away, until it was completely annihilated.

Before everyone could come to their senses, the violent hurricane continued to roll up, like a vengeful dragon, baring its fangs and claws and pouncing towards Feng Qing'er.

"Boom..."

In an instant, the situation changed suddenly, and the violent wind wrapped around the tornado, just like a raging beast, baring its fangs and claws, majestic and imposing.

The dark green wind column was like a giant python swallowing the sky and the earth, sweeping across the entire field with a devastating force. Wherever it went, sand and rocks flew, and the sky and the earth changed color. Feng Qing'er's figure was completely swallowed up by the violent tornado in an instant, and her trace was hard to find.

Seeing this scene, exclamations and shouts came from the sidelines one after another. Everyone was dumbfounded and full of doubts. Could it be that this famous and proud daughter of Fenglei Pavilion would be defeated by this storm?

However, Mu Qingluan, who was concentrating on controlling the storm tornado at this moment, showed no signs of slacking off. His expression was solemn, and his beautiful eyes were like a hawk, tightly locked on the raging and roaring hurricane in front of him.

Suddenly, Mu Qingluan's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a pair of cyan wings suddenly spread out from his back, just like Qingluan's wings. He suddenly shook hard, and his body was like an arrow leaving the string, and he ducked backwards at a very fast speed. And go.

And in the blink of an eye as Mu Qingluan retreated from the place, a giant colorful phoenix suddenly burst out of the storm and tornado. It was exquisitely woven from colorful silk and satin. It was more than ten feet long. The whole body is sparkling with splendor, but it exudes a sharp and murderous aura.

The colorful phoenix carried the remaining violent wind of the tornado, like a dazzling light, and rushed directly to the place where Mu Qingluan was standing just now. Its sharp claws were like the sharp blade of a magic weapon, slamming towards the ground.

In an instant, earth and rocks were flying, smoke and dust were billowing, and the huge area of ​​the ground was unable to bear the heavy blow, and it collapsed and sunken instantly, as if it had suffered a small natural disaster, causing the surrounding spectators to exclaim.

Seeing the colorful phoenix rushing out with strong winds, Mu Qingluan, who had already retreated to a safe distance, looked stern and showed no fear.

The figure turned lightly, and the bare hand was like a nimble white dove, waving gently in the air. The three-foot long sword in the hand seemed to sense the fighting intention of the master.

In an instant, the sword energy was flowing horizontally and buzzing, and dozens of blue sword marks were like agile swimming dragons, carrying the sound of the whirring wind, and slashed towards the colorful phoenix. Wherever the sword marks passed, The air seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, making a "hissing" sound.

At this time, Cai Feng was still in an embarrassing situation where the old strength had been exhausted and the new strength had not yet arisen. It was like a powerful weapon at the end of the war, and its actions were slightly sluggish.

Its wings that were vigorously dancing lost a bit of their sharpness at this moment, and the body woven with colorful silk and satin swayed in the aftermath of the storm, completely losing the majesty it had when it broke through the tornado.

Facing the whistling sword energy, it was unable to dodge, so it had no choice but to bear the fierce series of slashes, letting the green sword marks fall on it.

The extremely sharp sword energy was like a sharp blade cutting through the sky, slashing down with a roaring force.

In an instant, a shrill scream pierced the sky, and the colorful phoenix's body shook violently, like a kite with a broken string, and was blown away directly.

At the same time, part of the colorful silk and satin that woven its body was vulnerable to the heavy blow, and broke with a hiss, like broken ribbons, falling from the air.

Caifeng suffered the impact and collapsed, revealing Feng Qing'er who was hiding inside.

Her reaction was quite astute. Her delicate body trembled rapidly, and lightning twined around her feet, instantly leaving several blurry afterimages in the sky. With her exquisite body skills, she cleverly avoided the invasion of the remaining cyan sword energy.

Although he successfully escaped the aftermath of the sword energy, Feng Qing'er was really embarrassed after this battle. The carefully prepared offensive was broken. The previous calmness and calmness no longer existed. Looking at her cheeks again, the cold color became more intense, as if The frost and snow on the cold night reveal unwillingness and anger.

"Mu Qingluan, it seems that I did underestimate you before. However, this joke should end here. A mere Tianluan can actually force me to use the blood talent of the Sky Demon Phoenix. You are enough for me. It’s an honor.”

Feng Qing'er sneered, and after speaking, she touched the void with her jade feet, just like the fairy Lingbo, her delicate body flew gracefully, and then retreated to the back after a few ups and downs, and then landed firmly on the dilapidated colorful phoenix with tattered colorful silk. on the back.

Feng Qing'er bit her jade finger gently until blood dripped from her fingertips. Then, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly pressed the blood-stained fingertips hard on Caifeng's back, and shouted sternly,

"Bloodline Devouring Spirit!"

As the cold drink fell, a thick ink-like red light suddenly erupted in Feng Qing'er's palm, just like a flame spraying oil. The light instantly wrapped around Cai Feng with the force of starting a prairie fire.

Under the surging shroud of strange red light, Caifeng's body seemed to be compressed by an invisible force, shrinking sharply. However, in the blink of an eye, the huge figure disappeared, leaving only a condensed and rich red light, running along Feng Qing'er's fingertips. , was sucked directly into her small mouth.

As the red light entered her body, Feng Qing'er's delicate body shook violently, and her clothes danced wildly. A pair of colorful phoenix wings stretched out from her back like a cloud-breaking sword. Strong wind.

At the same moment, the aura around her was like an out-of-control torrent, suddenly swelling, and the majestic pressure spread like ripples, causing the air around her to tremble.

Fortunately, this surge of aura did not last long, and it went away as quickly as it came. When everything calmed down, Feng Qing'er was completely transformed at this moment, and her strength jumped from the original one-star Douzong level to the three-star Douzong level that was on par with Mu Qingluan's current level.

Such a rapid and arrogant surge in strength made the onlookers stunned and dumbfounded. They couldn't recover for a while. The audience was in an uproar, full of surprise at this surprising change.

"I didn't expect that Feng Qing'er could use some secret method to directly increase her strength to two stars. Such ability shows that the secret method she used is of a very high level. She is worthy of being a member of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan and should not be underestimated. "

"The matter has reached this point, and the situation has become increasingly urgent. If this stalemate continues, there will only be more variables. The top priority is to decide the battle quickly and determine the outcome as soon as possible..."

Mu Qingluan raised his head and fixed his eyes on Feng Qing'er, who was fluttering and hanging in the sky with a pair of shining colorful phoenix wings. Her eyebrows were lightly furrowed and her expression became more solemn.

His hands unconsciously clenched the long sword in his hand, fighting spirit surged secretly, and he was already ready for a last-ditch battle...