Chapter 655
"Ruge, don't you want to watch your little junior martial arts competition? I guess it must be exciting, let's go."
Ling Xiao smiled lightly, turned around and walked towards the distant battle platform.
Behind him, Feng Ruge looked at the tall and straight figure in white clothes, and felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet, and the evil fire in her body dissipated a lot for no reason.
She found that she never seemed to understand Ling Xiao.
Whether it's his words, deeds, or cultivation methods, they are very different from the man of destiny she has seen before.
However, it is impossible for a villain to kill Tianming, this is the eternal law.
What went wrong?
"Like a song?"
Ling Xiao stopped, turned to look at Feng Ruge, a bright smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face.
"What's the matter with you? Why are you always in a daze? Are you so serious when you're with me?"
"I…"
Feng Ruge hesitated to speak, but in the end she didn't say much, she raised her foot to catch up with Ling Xiao, and walked towards a battle platform in the distance side by side.
No matter what identity Ling Xiao is set up for, this kind of incomprehensible young man is better off dead, otherwise it will make people uneasy.
On the square, the contest gradually came to an end.
Countless disciples gathered in front of the hall, talking about all kinds of things today.
Only on the last battle stage, two disciples wearing the robes of Xianxuanzong stood facing each other, and the winner had not yet been decided.
It's just that at this time, there were not many onlookers around the battle stage, obviously, everyone didn't have much interest in the contest between these two people.
Chen Qingshan, the famous trash of Seventh Peak, is the real trash.
If it wasn't for luck, he wouldn't even be qualified to stand here.
After two rounds of byes, the one Chen Qingshan should be most grateful to is the Son of Ling Xiao.
If the Holy Son hadn't taken the initiative to ask for the battle, there wouldn't be an extra bye quota.
It's a pity that luck is too illusory after all.
Of course, most of the players think so.
But only the wisest readers will understand... On the way to the Nine Heavens Peak, luck is the most indispensable thing.
Otherwise, why did the good fortune let the destiny get it?
Destiny wants to sleep, so the Nine Heavens Xuannv sent a pillow?
My villain wants to sleep, but... the one who sleeps with me is Tianming's childhood sweetheart?
I turned my head and got my head blown off.
"Hehehe, isn't this Chen Qingshan, Junior Brother Chen? Junior Brother Chen, I advise you to surrender as soon as possible, so that I won't accidentally beat you to death later."
Opposite Chen Qingshan, a tall and handsome Xianzong disciple laughed softly.
"Senior Brother Hou... let's... have a fight."
There was obviously a trace of fear in Chen Qingshan's eyes.
Hou Xiu, the first disciple of the third peak, at the age of forty, is in the third rank of the god.
Not to mention that Chen Qingshan is a person of Xuanqing, even if he is a senior brother and sister who is also at the level of Shenhou, he may not be the opponent of this senior brother.
No way, people are older and resources are good.
His father is the third peak master! !
On weekdays, this Hou Xiu relied on his status to run amok.
He said that he was going to beat himself to death later, which is probably true.
However, surrendering without a fight like this is somewhat disgraceful to Seventh Peak.
So, give it your best shot.
"Fight? Puchi! Chen Qingshan, I will give you a chance, but you don't cherish it. If you die on the stage later, don't blame the senior brother for being cruel and merciless."
Hou Xiu sneered, and the fairy sword suddenly came out of his hand.
"A useless apprentice taught by a useless master, who gave you the courage to fight with me?!"
A ray of murderous intent shot out from Hou Xiu's eyes, and before Chen Qingshan could react, the fairy sword in his hand was already shining brightly.
"Buzz."
The resonant sound of sword chant suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth.
I saw Hou Xiu's figure stepping out, slashing his sword in the air.
The endless sword intent surged into the sea, like the Milky Way hanging upside down in the sky, instantly covering Chen Qingshan's figure.
The dazzling sword light attracted the attention of many disciples around.
It's just that when they saw the figure of the young man who was crumbling under the sword light, many people's eyes immediately showed a touch of sarcasm.
Brother Chen, aren't you drifting away?
A Xuanqing ants, why don't you surrender quickly and wait to be punished?
only! !
Facing that sea-like sword intent, Chen Qingshan's eyes suddenly flashed scarlet.
Before coming to the stage, he had already taken the elixir that Feng Ruge gave him, at this moment he only felt the qi and blood burning all over his body, and there was a faint feeling that he couldn't suppress it.
"Qingyou, you can inform the people of the Demon Sect to prepare to attack the mountain."
Below the battle stage, Ling Xiao's eyes were calm, and he transmitted the voice with his spiritual consciousness.
"Yes! Master."
Among the crowd, Qing You quietly retreated to the edge of the square, took out a sound transmission talisman from his bosom, and said softly, "Lord of the mountain, the time is ripe."
In front of the main hall, Xu Yunzi's eyes were slightly fixed, and there was also a trace of worry on his face.
"Xiu'er, this kid is so serious! Although I often teach him, he must use 12 points of strength when he makes a move, but... whoever is the point! That little disciple who is in the Xuanqing realm, can't do anything with this sword! Split in two? I'm so angry."
Beside him, another black-robed old man sneered, although he was blaming Hou Xiu, his face had a smug look on his face.
It is the third peak lord of Xianxuanzong, Hou Shan
.
"Junior Brother Xu Yunzi, that disciple belongs to your seventh peak, right? If he really dies on the battle stage later, you won't be angry, right?"
Hou Shan turned his head and gave Xu Yunzi a playful look, with a hint of provocation in his eyes.
"On the battle stage, it doesn't matter whether you live or die. Even if Qingshan is killed, it is because he is not good at learning."
Xu Yunzi's tone was flat, but there was a trace of resentment deep in his eyes.
The third peak master, who had always been at odds with him, now took the opportunity to make things difficult, which was also expected.
He just didn't expect that the cowardly little disciple would suddenly become bloody this time.
Unfortunately, he used the wrong place.
With Hou Xiu's strength, Chen Qingshan is probably going to die with this full-strength sword strike.
"Hahaha, Junior Brother is right! On the battlefield, life and death don't matter!!"
Hou Shan laughed out loud, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Pretend, just pretend for me!
Let me see for a while, can you still be so calm.
"boom!!"
The sword intent all over the sky cut down, and finally completely covered Chen Qingshan's figure.
But at this moment, Ling Xiao didn't see a trace of worry on his face, and even Feng Ruge seemed to have a smile on his lips.
She could feel that the rationality in Chen Qingshan's eyes was fading away.
Obviously, Junior Brother... took medicine.
"boom!!"
Just as everyone around shook their heads and sighed, a ray of golden light suddenly filled the battlefield.
The light is a solemn golden color, which seems sacred and majestic, but... in that golden light, there is actually a heart-pounding evil.
"Um?"
The people who were about to leave stopped instantly and looked towards the top of the battle platform.
Even Hou Xiu's smile quietly froze.
In the next moment, a figure slowly walked out from the place where the sword light glared, with endless brilliance blooming from a golden stick about Zhang Xu in his hand.
"You can insult me, but you can't insult my master!!"
Chen Qingshan raised his head to the sky and shouted loudly, his eyes completely turned blood red.
Then, under the stunned gaze of everyone, he rushed straight towards Hou Xiu.