Peach Fortune Ring

Xuanyuan Ling'er gritted her teeth lightly, looked at Aunt Xie Huayu apologetically, and then pressed a button on the head of the whip.

Suddenly...

"Puff puff puff!"

The fiery red whip instantly ejected a large number of black needles.

Seeing this, Gu Xie Huayu's expression changed abruptly, and she waved her long sword into a screen. At the same time, the zhenqi in her body formed a thick zhenqi mask outside her body.

"Ding ding ding ding!"

Countless black needles were bounced away by the sword curtain, but dozens of them still broke through the sword curtain and shot toward Gu Xie Huayu's body.

She kept shaking and dodging, and finally avoided all the needles.

But at this moment, the long whip in Xuanyuan Linger's hand sprayed out countless fine needles again.

"Puff puff!"

Caught off guard, Gu Xie Huayu was instantly stabbed by three thin needles.

To her horror, the three thin needles ignored her zhenqi mask and directly pricked her skin. A huge dizziness hit her, causing Gu Xie Huayu's figure to crumble.

"Flower Rain!"

With a flash of his figure, Gu Xie Huajian landed on the ring and supported Gu Xie Huayu who was about to fall, then stared at Xuanyuan Ling'er coldly, and shouted: "Hand over the antidote!"

Xuanyuan Ling'er smiled and said: "Hehe, brother, don't worry, there is no poison in my thin needle, it will only make her fall into a coma for an hour!"

Hearing this, Gu Xie Hua Jian heaved a sigh of relief, and then helped Gu Xie Hua Yu off the ring.

In the first match, the Neptune faction won.

The second game begins.

The sea emperor sent Long Qi, a 16-year-old genius warrior.

The Qingwei faction challenged Yin Zhengyang.

"You are not my opponent!"

Long Qi looked at Yin Zhengyang and said arrogantly.

"You won't know until you hit it!"

As soon as the words fell, Yin Zhengyang directly pulled out his third-grade spiritual sword.

Long Qi shook his head, and then stepped out. Immediately, a sharp and extreme aura rose from his body, and then he saw a silver sword light like a shooting star, stabbing in front of Yin Zhengyang in the blink of an eye.

By surprise.

Yin Zhengyang could only wave his sword to block it, while stepping back.

Seeing him retreat, a sarcasm smile appeared on the corner of Longqie's mouth, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into a storm, slashing towards Yin Zhengyang continuously.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang!"

The sound of gold and iron colliding continued, and Yin Zhengyang was forced to the edge of the ring within three breaths.

"kill!"

Being forced off the ring right in front of him, Yin Zhengyang erupted suddenly, and the third-grade spiritual sword in his hand burst into dazzling brilliance, and finally turned into a bunch of swords that slashed at Long Qie.

"puff!"

Long Qi's body was split in half, but strangely, there was no blood spilling from his split body.

At this moment, Yin Zhengyang felt his vest go cold, but a sword was pressed against his skin.

[Author's digression]: Thank you [Chen Hong] for your great reward again

Three shifts

Chapter 623 Backlash

Qingweimen lost two games in a row!

Yin Zhengyang walked down from the ring with a dejected expression on his face, he opened his mouth to speak, but he opened his mouth but said nothing.

Seeing this, Song Yan patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Senior Brother Yin, it's just a momentary victory or defeat, so don't take it too seriously."

"You put it lightly, we will lose five Holy Martial Orders if we lose to the Sea Emperor Faction!" Zhou Xiaoxian couldn't help but sneered.

"you shut up!"

Song Yan stared at her coldly with cold eyes.

Facing Song Yan's icy eyes, Zhou Xiaoxian felt fear in his heart for no reason, and when he realized it, he couldn't help being furious: "What? Did I say something wrong, so you are allowed to lose, and no one else is allowed to say it!"

"Shut up Zhou Xiaoxian, if you dare to talk nonsense again, the old man will suggest to the sect to expel you from the Qingwei Sect!" Elder Wang's voice suddenly sounded, and he said to Zhou Xiaoxian with an unkind expression.

Hearing this, Zhou Xiaoxian couldn't help but a trace of fear flashed across his face, but he was very unconvinced in his heart, why both Elder Hu and Elder Wang defended that boy Huang Liang so much.

At this moment, Hua Tian from the Neptune Sect had already stepped onto the stage, looked at Qingweimen sarcastically, and taunted loudly: "Why are the people from Qingweimen still not on stage, is it because they are afraid?"

Song Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, his figure suddenly jumped up, and landed on the ring, standing a few meters away from Hua Tian.

"You are so anxious to be defeated, I will help you!"

"I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue when I say big words!" Hua Tian sneered and shook his head: "I will defeat you with three tricks!"

"Three moves are too many, one move is enough to defeat you!" Song Yan said.

You are crazy, I am more crazy than you.

Hearing that Song Yan was going to defeat him with one move, Hua Tian was stunned for a moment, then furious.

"Boy, you really know how to tell jokes!"

"You are indeed a joke!"

Chimo!

As soon as the words fell, the long sword in Song Yan's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, turned into a black lightning and went straight to Huatian.

Song Yan's sword seems to be quite fast, but it is nothing in Hua Tian's eyes.

He casually drew out the long sword, and when his wrist trembled, several beautiful sword flowers flashed, and then stabbed out with the same sword.