Chapter five hundred and thirty seventh one sword
"Woooooooooooooooooo!" The north wind blew across the ground, causing a sound of ghosts and wolves howling. At this time, it was the many astrological signs created by Ling Zhen that fell down together, looking like the crying of the starry sky.
"This, this is so possible!" The destruction of the astrological sign means that the spiritual energy in the spiritual realm is exhausted. At the same time, his dantian was severely damaged by Xingcai. It is obviously impossible to fight again in a short time!
Xing Caier waved her hand and turned the long sword in her hand into a dark purple spiritual energy. She merged into her body. "Just as you said, the spiritual energy between us has a level gap, just like now, what I release is the Galaxy, and you are just simply fabricating the shadow of the stars!"
"Cough cough cough..." Ling Zhen coughed weakly, turned to look at Xing Caier's back, and finally spit out a mouthful of blood and smashed it vertically at the ground in front of him. "I lost!"
Xing Caier looked at the star stones scattered on the ground and smiled, "It is destined to be impossible to rely on this superficial power. The so-called level of spiritual energy must at least be its own spiritual energy."
The winner... Xingcai'er.
As Xing Caier finally killed Ling Zhen with one move, this also announced the end of the second game.
Biping and the others walked to the opposite platform again to find their opponents, while Tang Ming followed the opponent platform and said to Xing Caier, "Hehe, your battle ended quite quickly."
Xing Caier shook her head, "You are joking. It's not that my battle ends quickly, but that the opponent is a little too self-righteous."
"It seems that we are destined to be opponents in the next game." Tang Ming shook his head. What Xing Caier just said was just a humble word. After all, Xing Cai just now really played with the strength of this woman.
"Yes, I hope you don't be easily eliminated before we become opponents!" Xing Caier smiled with a pursed lips, then returned to the side of the master, and had another eye contact with the Kiyomizu Temple, and didn't know what he was talking about.
The third game began, and this round was Wang Ping’s battle with the senior brother of Qixingguan.
Before the game started, Wang Ping shook his head and said, "Forget it, you are not my opponent."
"What did you say?" Under the treatment of Master Qixingguan, the senior brother's injuries had been mostly healed. He was about to concentrate and fight with Wang Ping, when he suddenly heard this sentence, he was immediately furious.
This is simply too much. Even if Tianxing Qizi knew that he would definitely not be Wang Ping's opponent, Wang Ping wouldn't have to insult them in this way when the game was not yet started.
"What are you saying? Can someone with poor strength have bad ears? You are not worthy of being my opponent." Wang Ping narrowed his eyes and said boredly while tying his ears at the man in front of him.
"You fart, Wang Ping!" The elder brother's silver teeth immediately creaked.
Wang Ping sighed, then looked at the location of the Seven Star Temple, and then sighed, "Just relying solely on you, you want to be my opponent? Haha, let's practice for another twenty years."
"I don't think so. I heard that you Tianxing Qizi have practiced a set of seven-star swords together, which is powerful. Since that's the case, you seven of you will be my opponent!" Wang Ping looked at the black green sword held in the hands of the eldest brother, touched his chin, as if a bloodthirsty beast was looking at his food.
"Wang Ping, you are too bullying!" The eldest brother stomped his feet, and the long sword of the blue green sword was directly out of his body. Then, an extremely fierce sword was cut towards Wang Ping's head.
"Senior brother, calm down, you can't be fooled by Wang Ping!" Tianxing Qizi, who was gradually climbing up the mountain behind him, immediately roared.
But the eldest brother roared angrily. The sword in his hand was not just about to stop, but it became faster and faster. "Junior brothers, Wang Ping insulted me, Tianxing Seven Sons so much today. If he didn't settle the score with him, what kind of face would I have insulted in the future? "
Wang Ping took a step back and opened his mouth wide. Haha, even if he stood ten meters away, he could clearly see Wang Ping's teeth with black lines.
"Okay, it's great, it's just that it's interesting." The sword in Wang Ping turned around in the palm of his hand, and then the extremely sharp hilt hit the elder brother's wrist. With the powerful aura and the strength in Wang Ping's hand, the elder brother's face immediately became ugly. He almost let go and the sword in his hand was still on the ground.
Wang Ping originally thought that this move alone would make the eldest brother throw away the sword in his hand very easily, but he did not expect to miss it. However, Wang Ping did not hesitate at this moment. After one move failed, he immediately replaced it. At this moment, Wang Ping suddenly jumped up, his feet were constantly intertwined in the air. With just two blinks of fingers, the intertwined feet had already kicked the eldest brother's chest twenty-six times. When the 27th fell on the eldest brother's chest, he kicked the eldest brother away directly.
"Senior Brother!" Tianxing Qizi all exclaimed, then quickly moved forward, and grabbed the senior brother who flew backwards like a kite with broken strings.
"Puff!" The elder brother spat out a mouthful of blood, but he still stood tremblingly from the ground. He waved his right hand and interrupted the hands that were about to support him, "I'm fine."
Wang Ping took a look from afar, and the senior brother who was knocked to the ground sneered, "Look, haven't I said it long ago, let the seven of you go together, you see, you have to show off, but now you have failed."
"It's outrageous! Brothers and brothers go together, and today they want to take Wang Ping's head!" The second brother couldn't bear to see anymore, so he casually wiping the blood on the corner of his senior brother's mouth was still on the ground. While roaring, he pulled out the black green long sword with the remaining six brothers, entangled with each other, like a six-pointed star in the sky, killing Wang Ping.
Seeing such a formation, Wang Ping finally had a smile of satisfaction on his face.
"Yes, that's it, yes, that's the momentum. I didn't expect that the seven-star sword formation that seven people used could have such powerful power. I was so happy. I wanted to use the sword in my hand to completely destroy you!"
As Wang Ping said that, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes. Everyone present saw Wang Ping carry the long sword in his hand behind his back, squat down his horse stance, hold the scabbard with his right wrist and his back hand, hold the hilt of the sword in front of his left arm, and hold the hilt of his sword in front of his left arm, and have a pair of eyes.
Chapter completed!