Chapter 213

Whoosh!

As soon as Wu Changqing's words fell, he heard only a burst of wind, and Zhou Ao of Qingyun Zong came to the stage.

As in the fight with Nie Feng, he glanced at the direction of hengyuezong, glanced around, and finally fell on nangongyue. "Nangong younger martial sister, if you admit defeat, you don't have to come up."

"It's rare to fight with elder martial brother Zhou Ao. Why not ask for some advice?" Nangongyue looks indifferent. Her jade step moves gently and falls on the battle platform.

"Don't worry, elder martial brother, I'm very kind to you." Zhou Ao has a quiet smile, and the light of lust is shining in his eyes.

Zheng!

In response to him, it was Nangong yuezheng's spirit sword. Her body method was light and her speed was extremely fast. A few flashes of her body killed Zhou Ao. One sword pierced the rainbow and its power was incomparable to Zhou Ao's chest.

Zhou Ao sneered. Congenitally vigorous Qi was immediately sacrificed and covered his hands. When nangongyue's sword was about to pierce his body, he firmly grasped it in his hand.

Hum! Zheng!

The long sword of the moon of Nangong is humming, but it can't hurt Zhou Ao. On the contrary, Zhou aozhen makes him hum back.

Shengsheng stopped, and Nangong Yue's eyebrows twinkled, and a jade seal flew out, rapidly enlarging, overflowing with Lingxia, and pressing toward Zhou Ao from the mid air.

Zhou Ao pondered and laughed, and the spirit of his life was also sacrificed. It was a bronze stove.

Pound! Pound!

The jade seal and the copper furnace fight against each other, and the sound of each collision is very harsh.

Below, nangongyue and Zhou Ao moved at the same time, one hand hard regret, each of them pinched their fingerprints, and their swords pointed at each other. Then, the sword clanged, and the sword shadow shrouded the battle platform.

Boom! Bang!

The war escalated in an instant, and both of them used their own secrets. However, nangongyue was beaten from the beginning. Even Nie Feng was not Zhou Ao's opponent. She was beaten and unable to turn over.

Before the twenty rounds, Nangong Yuejiao's body was stained with blood.

"Damn it, you can't break Zhou Ao's defense." On the seat, situ Nan already did not know once secretly scolded.

"It's not so simple to be the first true biography of Qingyun sect." If you don't want the strength of the elder martial brother Nie Gang, you can't get rid of it

"Nangong elder martial sister's attack method is gentle and does not have the attack power to break open Zhou Ao's congenital vigorous Qi." Night such as snow, helpless sigh.

Poof! Poof!

Looking at nangongyue on the stage, they can't bear to look directly at them.

This is a duel without suspense. When the battle reaches 50 rounds, Nangong Yueyue's spiritual power has been exhausted. What's more, she has never broken Zhou Ao's defense from the beginning of the duel to now.

No suspense duel, there is no suspense outcome.

At the end of the 52nd round, nangongyue was defeated by Zhou Ao's terrorist attack and was defeated by the battle platform.

"Bullshit." The old man Zhuge on the seat couldn't help cursing, "the children I like to see are all washed down. It's really his mother's submission."

"There is another Ye Chen." One side of the Bi you very casually said a word.

"He?" Zhuge old man son curled his lips, "this boy is to tease and force, a person Yuan boundary run to join in what is lively, really don't know Yang Dingtian that boy is brain water."

"Zhengyang Zong Ji ningshuang, Qingyun Zong Wang Chuan, came to the stage to fight." While they were talking, Wu Changqing's words had already sounded.

All of a sudden, all people's eyes again toward Ji ningshuang that side converged in the past.

As before, Ji ningshuang got up again and stepped down. Qianying had already appeared on the stage.

She was dressed in neon clothes. Xiufang was calm and spontaneous, as always, indifferent and without any waves. From yesterday to now, none of the people present had seen her say a word.

On the other side, Wang Chuan of Qingyun Zong also jumped onto the battle platform, but he was nervous and looked at Ji ningshuang. Before the war, he was already timid.

"Wang Chuan is the fourth disciple in the true biography of Qingyun sect. This time he won't be defeated in one round like Yang Bin of Hengyue sect."

The voices of whispering from all directions are endless, and they are soon associated with the scene of Ji ningshuang's last attack. Yang Bin, the seventh ranked in hengyuezong, was defeated without a move, and was defeated by a clear voice.

Now, Wang Chuan, who ranks fourth in qingyunzong, is far more powerful than Yang Bin, Hengyue. Naturally, this duel attracts special attention. Everyone wants to see Wang Chuan stick to several rounds in Ji ningshuang's hands.

In nothingness, donghuangtai looked down at the lower part and looked at the Fu cliff beside him with great interest. He said with a long smile, "Fu Ya, in your opinion, Wang Chuan, who is much stronger than Yang Bin, can persist in several rounds in the hands of Xuanling body."

"This one Fu Ya stroked his beard, still pondered. After a moment, he began to guess and say, "at least three rounds will not defeat. Wang Chuan's strength is not weak."

"I bet he won't last a round." Donghuang's smile is moving, but with a lot of deep meaning.While they were talking, Ji ningshuang, on the lower stage of the battle, had gently brushed her sleeve, and a plain piano was suspended in front of her body again.

Use the piano again?

Ji ningshuang's move surprised all quarters. The most exaggerated one was Yang Bin of hengyuezong. When Ji ningshuang took out the Suqin, his face was full of fear, as if he had been frightened.

On the stage, Wang Chuan saw this and looked fierce. He immediately put out his hand and turned his hand to offer a sword. It seemed that he wanted to preempt Ji ningshuang and not give Ji ningshuang time to play the weird music.

Zheng!

However, before he moved, Ji ningshuang's voice when he plucked the strings sounded, and the soles of his feet, which were about to be lifted, were suddenly powerless, and the whole person was still on the stage.

"This The four sides were full of amazement.

Everyone saw Wang Chuan's manner. He was just like a zombie without soul. He fought there foolishly. His arms were drooping, his face was confused and his eyes were empty. Even the sword in his hand fell off.

"Well, another fool." Here, old man Zhuge held hands and shook his head helplessly.

"No surprise." Bi you beside her, although she closed her eyes, she said a long way, and her pretty eyebrows wrinkled a little.

"This is too frightening." Shangguan house, Shangguan Bo secretly smacked his tongue, "Wang Chuan is the fourth true biography of Qingyun! Before she started, she was restrained by the music of Xuanling's body. Does Naji ningshuang want to be so powerful? "

"It seems that my grandfather's worries are not unreasonable. This mysterious spirit body is so strong and boundless!" Shangguan yu'er also sighed and exclaimed, "if I am on her, most likely will be hit."

"Frost's magic power can be broken." Cheng Kun reclined on the chair, and when he saw the shocked eyes of the four sides, he gave a playful smile.

At the scene, the most ugly face was Gongsun Zhi, the head teacher of Qingyun Zong. Although he knew that Wang Chuan was not Ji ningshuang's opponent, he did not expect to be restrained by the sound of the piano.

You know, Wang Chuan's accomplishments and strength are not weak. They are the fourth in the true story of Qingyun hall. If they are defeated so easily, he, who is the Lord, is undoubtedly slapped severely in public.

"Is it really so terrible?" Gongsun Zhi's face was livid, and his fist in his sleeve was even more clasped.

"I'm not sure I'll win her." On one side, his first true biography of Qingyun, Zhou Ao also said solemnly, "she gives me a feeling of depression, which is far better than the Zhengyang sect's Huayun."

"I hope you don't meet on the stage." Gongsun Zhi took a hard breath.

Like him, Yang Dingtian and their faces are dignified.

Three Dabi, the body of Xuanling Ji ningshuang, also had two hands in total. The first time was Yang Bin, the seventh true biography of Hengyue. This time, it was Wang Chuan, the fourth true biography of Qingyun sect. A piece of Qingyin easily controlled the two great biographies of the two schools, which made them feel a strong threat.

Like Gongsun Zhi, they all had the same concerns.

Xuanling's body is still only the real Yang realm, so it's so strong. If you give her enough time to grow up, who else in Chu can check her, I'm afraid she alone will be enough to sweep the whole clan.

"If we let her grow up, we will be completely suppressed by Zhengyang sect." Chu xuan'er looked worried.

"Although she is so strong, you are too pessimistic, master." On one side, ye Chen looked at Chu xuan'er with a smile, "the talented people of Jiangshan generation come out, maybe I have a great talent in Hengyue?"

Said, ye Chen also can't help but pursed her hair, "Na! Like me. "

"You?" When Chu xuan'er heard the speech, she couldn't help but look at Ye Chen up and down. "You think too much!"

"When I didn't say it." Ye Chen pulled the corner of his mouth and simply moved his eyes to the battle platform not far away.