After losing his memory, he was with his old enemy

There was almost no suspense between the two of them. After half the match, when everyone saw that Qi Ling didn't even use spiritual power, they couldn't help but have an almost impossible guess: Does Qi Ling not have spiritual power?

However, this conjecture was interrupted again in the second half-the barrier of Qianhe Mountain suddenly changed at this time.

Shen Changzhou was not interested in beating a person all the time. Seeing the change in the barrier, he also stopped the attacks of his men and looked up.

Song Deng frowned, ignoring that he was having a conflict with the head of the sect, walked over and said, "There are demons breaking in."

The head of the sect and the elders stood up, watching the barrier above their heads appear one after another, as if something was constantly hitting them.

Song Deng thought of something, and said: "Phaseless Sanyuan Pan, there will be signs of demons at that time."

The head of the sect felt it carefully, and it was indeed good to have the breath of the demon race.

Song Deng: "Where is it?"

The master shook his head.

It's not because they don't know, but because the demonic energy is not in one direction - it's in all directions, covering the entire Qianhe Mountain.

Song Deng paused when he saw the head shook his head, and then, the sky began to change, and black air gradually gathered over the barrier.

Wu Nong raised his eyes, and his eyes became dim.

He couldn't even detect the source of the black energy from the demon race.

Qi Ling looked at the strange cloud of black air, and suddenly thought of the black air he had absorbed that day, but his intuition told him that the two clouds of black air were different.

He took a breath and said very optimistically: "Brother Shen, in this situation, should we continue? In fact, the fight is nothing more than a result. Look at the injuries on my body... It's really boring, just fight it." , just take a formality"

Shen Changzhou's eyes were deep, with a complicated expression: "..."

The person in front of him really looked very casual.But this is unacceptable to Shen Changzhou.

Qi Ling thought that Shen Changzhou didn't treat him harshly, which meant that although he was a little cold, he was easy to get along with.Unexpectedly, Shen Changzhou used his spiritual power for the first time at this critical moment of the demon invasion.

Being hit by spiritual power usually causes internal injuries, which cannot be seen on the surface, but are much more serious than external injuries and are more difficult to heal.

Qi Ling's eyes widened, and the speed of his body's dodging could not keep up with Shen Changzhou's speed of the sword, even if he managed to get out of the way, he would inevitably be scratched on his shoulder.

Qi Ling clutched the wound, turned to look at Shen Changzhou, and saw another sword light in front of him.

Wu Nong blocked the sword by casting a spell, and was about to step forward, but was held back by Chu Zhijian: "Xianjun Wu, the rules of the competition must not be hindered by outsiders."

Chu Zhijian couldn't see Wu Nong staring at him, but could feel that the person in front of him seemed to care about Qi Ling very much, he paused, and said: "Injuries are inevitable during the competition, Shen Changzhou knows how to measure."

Wu Nong wanted to scold him, but he held back after thinking about it, he broke away from Chu Zhijian, and said, "Stop the competition, haven't you seen the demons invading?!"

Others said: This one is blocking his eyes, it seems that he really can't see.

After finishing speaking, Wu Nong ran towards Qi Ling, but a cloud of black energy came out from nowhere, and in just a moment, it surrounded the entire competition stage.

Wu Nong tried to rush in, but every time he was burned by the black energy, he couldn't get close.

He closed his eyes and understood everything.

This is not the demonic energy of the demon world, but the demonic energy of the land of death at the end of the sea of ​​blood.

On the competition stage, Qi Ling was stunned when he heard Wu Nong calling him outside, but he had no time to do anything else.He fell to the ground, looked at Shen Changzhou's black sword that was close at hand, and said, "Brother Shen looks like this, is he trying to kill me?"

Shen Changzhou said coldly, "I won't kill you."

Qi Ling clutched the wound on his left arm and snorted, "Then you...have such a murderous intent, but which sentence did I say wrong?"

Shen Changzhou saw that Qi Ling's wound was bleeding continuously, covering his entire right hand, he withdrew his sword, and stretched out his hand to him: "Don't say such casual words in the future."

"Thank you." Qi Ling was supported by him to stand up, and looked at him suspiciously.

Qi Ling: Did he say something casual?

Shen Changzhou saw that he was puzzled, and added: "Not everyone is lucky."

Qi Ling was even more confused.

Is he lucky?

Shen Changzhou found that he still didn't move, and thought that he didn't need to talk too much with him, so he was really talkative: "Think about how to get out first."

Qi Ling raised his head to see the black air surrounding them, and let out a faint oh.

The gash on Qi Ling's arm was still bleeding, dripping on the stone platform, Shen Changzhou glanced at it, feeling a little sorry.

Qi Ling: "I seem to have seen this black air before."

Shen Changzhou: "Have you seen it?"

Qi Ling looked at him, and whispered: "But when I think about it carefully, I don't have any impression. But I still feel a little familiar, like..."

Qi Ling lowered his head and carefully recalled where he had seen it before. This feeling was all too familiar.

Until a voice came to his mind.

"Ah!" Qi Ling suddenly exclaimed, "It's the Phaseless Sanyuan Pan."

"In the phaseless ternary disk, I have seen his..."

It was the soul of the dead in the Kanbit tunnel, and it was also the soul of the soul who gave him the mysterious fan.

Qi Ling frowned, thinking that he came to look for him.

Shen Changzhou injected his spiritual power into Moli, tried several times, but he could barely break up the black air, but quickly closed it again, and there was no chance to get out.

It was the first time Qi Ling saw Shen Changzhou using Mo Li seriously, and he couldn't help thinking: If he had used this move just now, he would have been killed with one blow.

Seeing that he had tried several times to no avail, and cold sweat was oozing from his head, Qi Ling said: "Brother Shen, why don't you take a rest first."

Shen Changzhou didn't try any more, the black energy was so weird that he couldn't resist it at all.

He turned around and saw that Qi Ling was already sitting on the ground, his eyes closed and he was not in a good condition, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Qi Ling: "...It's nothing, it's an old problem."

Every time this heartache comes at such an inappropriate time, it seems that as long as something happens, the heart will hurt.

Qi Ling felt that Xuanji Fan was calling him.

The pain in the heart is also because Xuanji Fan is restless.

The voice of a dead soul sounded in his head: "He is here... that person, why is he here?"

"Qi Ling, quickly take him away!"

Qi Ling shook his head and said, "I won't."

Shen Changzhou: "What?"

The dead soul said again: "Hehehehe, you are a coward."

"You are so weak after amnesia..."

Qi Ling: "...you scold me if you have the guts!"

I don't know who to learn from.

With Wu?I know how to scold him every day.

Shen Changzhou: "Who are you talking to?"

Only then did Qi Ling come back to his senses, and tilted his head to look at him. Just as he was about to say no, he saw a black cloud behind Shen Changzhou attacking him.

"Behind!" Qi Ling shouted.

Shen Changzhou reacted quickly, picked up Mo Li and blocked the cloud of black air with his backhand, but the strange thing was that the black air was not dispersed by Mo Li's sword energy, but wrapped around it tightly.Shen Changzhou injected spiritual power, but all the spiritual power was swallowed up.

Shen Changzhou thought to himself: How could it be so?

In the next second, Qi Ling saw Shen Changzhou raised his sword towards him, looking as if he was about to look at him in the next second, Qi Ling was shocked: "Brother Shen! You... what are you going to do?!"

It could be seen that Shen Changzhou was trying his best to suppress it, he said: "I... can't get rid of this dark energy, run away!"

Qi Ling wondered where could he go?The entire competition venue was surrounded by black air, and he couldn't beat Shen Changzhou, so he would end up dead...

The voice in my head came back again: "Is it so easy to want to die?"

Qi Ling suddenly lowered his voice: "...don't listen to my heart."

Maybe it was because his deep voice was too intimidating, the dead souls thought of Qi Ling in the past, and chose to shut up.

Shen Changzhou tried his best to control himself not to kill Qi Ling, and his speed was slower than before, so Qi Ling could barely dodge a few tricks.

But after a long time, the physical strength of both of them was exhausted, especially Qi Ling, who was injured on his hand, and couldn't hold on anymore.

Suddenly Qi Ling's feet softened, and he fell straight to the side. Shen Changzhou's black sword fell heavily to the side, and cracks appeared on the ground.

Qi Ling moved his throat, before he could get up and run away, seeing Mo Li was about to fall again, he closed his eyes and subconsciously shouted: "Wu Nong——!!"

It was very noisy outside, but for some reason, Wu Nong still heard this sentence very clearly, his heart trembled suddenly, his pupils instantly turned red, exuding a sinister aura.

He continued to break through the black energy surrounding the competition stage, but his movements were much more severe than before, and several times stronger.

Everyone felt that the demon energy here was stronger.

On the other side, Qi Ling couldn't wait for the sword to fall for a long time, and when he opened his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a red light.

Qi Ling: ...Mysterious Fan!

Shen Changzhou was fascinated by the black air, so naturally he didn't see the fan, so Qi Ling picked up the fan, but it still couldn't open.

But that's enough.

The fan was surrounded by dead souls, Qi Ling only put his hand on it, and those dead souls automatically directed Qi Ling to attack.

Opening the fan is a mystery, closing the fan is a machine.Using the handle of a fan as a weapon is not as powerful as Shang Xuan, but it is strong enough to be stronger than a sword.

Shen Changzhou couldn't see, he passively felt the attack of the person in front of him, and even suspected that it wasn't Qi Ling: "Qi Ling?"

Qi Ling: "Brother Shen...you..."

Shen Changzhou laughed and interrupted him: "So this is your strength." After that, he also became serious.

The black air no longer controlled his movements, but just blindfolded him.

Shen Changzhou judged by the voice, and the competition with Qi Ling seemed to really start at this moment.

After a long while, the two fought almost on equal footing, the Moli sword infused with spiritual power collided with the Xuanji fan, and the impact of the two collisions even forced them back several steps.

Qi Ling: "What are you doing?!"

These words were actually said to Xuanji Fan, and he found that the dead soul on that fan seemed to be leading him to attack Shen Changzhou.

As a divine weapon, the Xuanji Fan is definitely not inferior to Mo Li, Qi Ling was afraid that Shen Changzhou would lose his life if he couldn't stop it.

Both Xuanji Fan and Mo Li consumed spiritual power, Shen Changzhou couldn't see Qi Ling, but he could feel that his spiritual power was about to run out, so he could only pour all his spiritual power into Mo Li's last blow.

The Xuanji Fan also seemed to feel the sudden increase in spiritual power of the opponent. Qi Ling suddenly felt that the Xuanji Fan was very hot. He raised his head and saw that Shen Changzhou had already attacked. The impact of spiritual power sent the bodies of both of them flying backwards.

The black energy was dispersed, Wu Nong was the first to see Qi Ling, rushed over to catch him firmly.

Qi Ling coughed, a thin line of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, he raised his eyes to look at the blurry figure in front of him.

...It's Wu Nong.

He opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out.

Wu Nong hid the Xuanji fan and said, "You are not allowed to speak!"

Qi Ling lay quietly in his arms, thinking to himself: ...why did he attack him again.