The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

Looking at the lost and recovered Dragon Slaying Sword in his palm, Lin Jingyu's lips squirmed several times, and finally spat out three words full of bitter taste, "I am defeated."

lost.

He who stopped at the top four of Qimai Huiwu, what qualifications does he have to seek revenge from top sects like Tianyin Temple?

Ah!

Leaving Murong Bai with a silent and dejected back, Lin Jingyu was about to walk off the ring slowly.

But Murong Bai, who was at the side, suddenly opened his mouth, and with an old-fashioned pointing tone, he shouted at Lin Jingyu, saying, "Your talent is no less than mine, and you are a once-in-a-hundred-year cultivation prodigy. Is it just a competition between the doors, can it kill your fighting spirit? If you are like this, why don't you discard the obsession in your heart as soon as possible!"

"My generation of cultivators dare to fight the sky and the earth in order to live forever, let alone human beings?"

Chapter 573 Exhibition Tournament

Chapter 573

In the past, Murong Bai acted very low-key in the sect, except for the two branches of Fenghuifeng and Dazhufeng, basically no other disciples in the sect knew his name.

But now that he has entered the semi-finals of the Qimai Wushu, his name has naturally been heard by every junior disciple of Qingyunmen.

The only son of Zeng Shuchang, the head of Fenghui Peak, broke through to the fourth layer of Yuqing Realm to drive things when he was less than ten years old. Jian walked down Qingyun and traveled to China, eliminating demons and defending Taoism...

When all these experiences of Murong Bai were put on the paper, everyone knew that since he participated in the Qimai martial arts competition, he had always looked calm and breezy from the beginning to the end, and even the Qingming burden on his back A young Taoist who has never unsheathed a fairy sword has ever been so amazingly talented.

"I'm afraid his cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Jade Qing Realm, right?"

Tomorrow is the final.

The result of the lottery has come out, Chang Jian from Tongtian Peak vs. Qi Hao from Longshou Peak, Zeng Shushu from Fenghui Peak vs. Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak.

The top of Xiaozhu Peak is surrounded by clouds and mist, just like a fairyland.

The crescent moon was like a silver moon shining on the girl in white who was sitting on the boulder on the top of the peak, meditating against the wind, illuminating the light of bewilderment in her eyes.

"Master..."

Remembering the admonition Master Shuiyue gave her again after returning to the mountain today, Lu Xueqi felt an incomparably surging fighting spirit, suddenly born from the bottom of his heart.

She was originally a woman as proud as a peacock. She believed that she would never lose to anyone in talent and aptitude. How could she bow her head and admit defeat so easily?

not to mention……

A bare hand gently caressed the Tianya Divine Sword that had been taken off and placed between her knees, looking at the water-blue fairy light shrouded on the sword, Lu Xueqi raised her eyebrows, showing a bit of determination on her face.

As for himself, there is still the final trump card!

The night passed quickly, and the disciples of all the branches gathered on the Tongtian Peak again, waiting to witness with their own eyes, who will win the final crown of this martial arts competition.

In particular, the battle between Qi Hao and Chang Jian was highly anticipated.

One year ago, Tongtian Peak Xiao Yicai easily defeated Longshoufeng Qihao, and won the leader of the Qimai Martial Arts Competition. Then this time, Chang Jian, who also came from Tongtian Peak and has an inseparable relationship with Xiao Yicai, will he be able to reunite? What about the wonderful battle situation a year ago?

However, contrary to everyone's expectations, the last thing they waited for was the announcement of Chang Jian's abstention.

It's because Chang Jian and Qi Hao's cultivation bases are different, and although Chang Jian won the final victory in the battle with Song Daren yesterday, he was also overwhelmed by the immortal sword Ten Tigers in Song Daren's hand. Injury, it is difficult to raise mana to fight with people in a short period of time.

With his posture, if he forcibly joins the battle, it would be better to simply abstain from the title of Tongtian Peak, which is not as good as Longshou Peak. At least he can save some face for Tongtian Peak.

Chang Jian abstained, and Qi Hao would naturally have a bye to advance, only waiting to compete with Murong Bai or Lu Xueqi for the final top spot.

Following the arrangement of the elder deacon in the door, Murong Bai and Lu Xueqi jumped onto the ring with their own moves.

But what surprised everyone outside the arena, and Murong Bai even more, was that after the two of them greeted each other, Lu Xueqi was not in a hurry to make a move, but quietly stared at Murong Bai with a pair of eyes as clear as water. .

No one knew what Lu Xueqi was thinking at the moment, and Murong Bai was also a bit confused.

But before Murong Bai asked a question, Lu Xueqi suddenly said, "Brother Zeng, let's make a move, shall we decide the outcome?"

The voice was like frost, very cold.

But it sounded like a ding-dong of spring water to the ears, making one subconsciously not want to disobey any of her requests.

"Ok?"

Murong Bai raised his brows slightly, he didn't understand why Lu Xueqi said such words, but when he saw that Lu Xueqi had already pulled out the Tianya Excalibur with her backhand, and pointed the tip of the sword obliquely at the ground, Murong Bai knew what he was going to say , I'm afraid it won't be able to shake this junior sister's mind.

"When did I offend her? Is it because I went to Xiaozhufeng with my mother last time and didn't say hello to her?"

But no matter what Murong Bai's thoughts are at this moment, the next battle is unavoidable.

If he could decide the outcome with one move, it would save Murong Bai a lot of energy.

He was about to point his fingers at swords and prepare to respond as he did in previous martial arts competitions, but seeing the anger and grievance in Lu Xueqi's eyes, he changed his mind, and finally pulled out Qing Ming's hand on his back. fairy sword.

Seeing that Murong Bai was already holding the sword in his hand, the coldness in Lu Xueqi's eyes became even worse.

She took a deep breath, suddenly jumped into the air, and then stepped on a mysterious and inexplicable trajectory, and took seven steps in the air.

The color of the sky and the earth suddenly changed, and the figure in white clothes holding a sword, under this brilliant heavenly power, was as small as a lonely boat in the sea, which might capsize at any time.

"This……"

"This is……"

Anyone with a bit of knowledge, at this time, most of them have already guessed what kind of means Lu Xueqi is going to use.

Like Zhang Xiaofan with shallow knowledge, there are senior brothers and sisters around him to help them explain their doubts, tell them what are the four great sword formulas handed down by old Qingyun sect, tell them what is Qingyun sect's supreme power that can subdue all directions.