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The young man slashed with his knife, opening and closing, and the momentum was extraordinary, but the girl just responded calmly, without a trace of panic on her face.
Therefore, although the young man's sword aura became heavier and heavier, and his momentum became more and more vigorous, it didn't take long for the entire ring to be filled with a violent aura, and the whirlwind black clouds swept the entire world.
As soon as he slashed down, an overwhelming blade appeared in front of him, cutting the space in half, and with an unparalleled momentum, it rolled forward and swept away, tearing everything in its path to pieces.
And the girl's aura is restrained, and it seems deep and unreal.
The girl raised her hand, and a curtain of water appeared in front of her, and the water was soft, swallowing and dissolving the sword light.
The young man was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that his attack would not even have any effect.
But the maiden did not give him a chance to be in a daze, and the water was also strong, gushing out, and swept the young man in.
The latter struggled, exerting all his strength, but still could not break free, the water balloon tumbling and stirring, and he only felt that the world in front of him was turned upside down.
The water prison dispersed, and the young man fell to the ground fiercely, and before he could recover his senses, the girl seized the opportunity and stepped forward to take his lifeline.
In this duel, it was the woman who won.
Lin Qingyang nodded, it seems that there are still some talents in these two sects, and his own Xiaoyao Sect has not won a few games.
Xiaoyaozi, who was still smiling, also became sad at this moment, and the disciples of the two sects were obviously prepared.
This time, the intention to suppress the Xiaoyao Sect is very obvious.
Xiaoyaozi, who has always been arrogant, originally looked down on Lin Qingyang very much, but now the latter came to him with a cheeky face.
Although the two of them had a bit of a holiday before, at that time, Xiaoyaozi was still nominally in charge, and at that point, Lin Qingyang had to be suppressed.
Moreover, his cultivation is profound, far beyond the realm of transforming gods, and above the transformation of gods is Dong Zhen, but I don't know how long Xiaoyaozi has been in this realm.
Lin Qingyang had no choice but to bend down to meet him, and the number of courtesies that should be there was still there, the latter helped him up, patted him on the shoulder, and said to him seriously.
"Lin Qingyang, I know that your cultivation is very strong, although we had some discord before, but I have always regarded you as a disciple of our Xiaoyao Sect, and it is also our blessing to have such a talented genius as you. "
The head of the house is a rainbow fart, although Lin Qingyang knows that most of these are polite words, but it sounds very useful.
I just don't know what the boss is going to do with his words.
"Lin Qingyang, now is the day of the sect competition, I know that you have this strength, originally this first place is in your pocket, and now that other sects have joined in, you can't relax.
"Now you represent not only you, but the entire sect, go ahead, show your strong strength and demeanor, and let them see the confidence of our Xiaoyao Sect."
"If you can win glory for the sect this time, I will reward you again after the big competition is over.
Xiaoyaozi was a little embarrassed at first, but for the sake of the sect, plus he was the head of the sect, he naturally had the obligation to encourage his disciples.
So he said these inspiring words to Lin Qingyang, but in essence, he had a request for him.
"Don't worry, the disciple will not fail in his mission, defeat all the Xuantian and clear water, and boost the prestige of my Xiaoyao Sect.
Lin Qingyang said with a smile, and then agreed.
Xiaoyaozi nodded with satisfaction, and then left, Biluo looked at him with interest on the side, he was very relieved of the strength of his apprentice.
During this time, he also saw that Lin Qingyang was destined to be not an ordinary person, and this cultivation speed would definitely become a powerhouse who was proud of the entire world in the future.
This mere Xiaoyao Sect can't limit his steps to become a god.
It's just that Biluo doesn't know that Lin Qingyang's cultivation has surpassed him not long ago, otherwise, he may feel frustrated for a while, what kind of demon apprentice has he accepted.
There are too many secrets on him, especially after the existence of that copy of the diary, Biluo even feels that there is nothing that Lin Qingyang can't do.
The latter didn't know that the master was thinking about himself at this time, but just waited a little bored, killing time.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, it was finally his turn to appear.
Lin Qingyang stepped into the ring, and the other party was a female disciple of Bishui Palace, and the whole person looked a little introverted.
The other party was even a little shy, and after timidly saluting Lin Qingyang, he was seriously ready for battle.
Lin Qingyang was amused by this scene, since she is a girl, it is not easy to be ruthless, at least she has to save some face for the other party.
Lin Qingyang did not immediately use all his strength, but deliberately suppressed his cultivation to the same level as the female disciple.
The two of them started to fight, and they were on par, Su Ming had so many mysteries on his body, and under the unremitting efforts to write a diary every day, all kinds of holy bodies and profound exercises and spells were almost endless.
Even if he doesn't have the advantage of cultivation, he can easily crush anyone with these things alone.
If it is a life-and-death duel, once he takes out those treasures of him, no matter who he is, he will die tragically under his hands.
And now Lin Qingyang didn't want to end the duel so quickly, he just held a three-foot Qingfeng, and every move in his hand did not carry the shadow of the aura spell.
It turned out to be completely relying on his own sword intent to attack, only simple moves, and a steady stream of intent, getting stronger and stronger.
The female disciple tried her best to resist, and under Lin Qingyang's deliberate actions, he saw some hope of winning, so he used all his strength to deal with Lin Qingyang, and he didn't dare to relax at all.
This Bishui Palace seems to be based on magic, and the disciple is based on the exercises of the water system, and he has derived thousands of moves, and all kinds of spells are endless, and Su Ming is dazzled to see it.
Between their cooperation, they actually caused qualitative changes with quantitative changes, and they almost made Lin Qingyang fall for the trick several times.
However, the latter always had only one sword, and there was no change in his life from beginning to end, but his sword momentum was getting more and more awe-inspiring at that time, and the momentum of his body continued to rise, and his spirit was concentrated!
Su Ming had already entered a state of forgetfulness, and at this time he didn't know anything else, only the sword was left in his eyes, and he himself was intoxicated in this artistic conception.
Lin Qingyang was playing, and suddenly looked up, and it was Bi Luo who looked at him coldly.
That look made Su Ming's back rise with a chill, and his heart trembled, could it be that he was too selfless in fighting with this female disciple, causing the master to be jealous?