Seeing the angry departure of Chuxue's back, although Qinuo lost the competition, there was a hint of schadenfreude on her face. Her female disciples gathered around her one after another, and Qinuo quickly said, "Help me find out the whereabouts of that kid. Even if it's the ends of the earth, you must capture him for me
One of the female disciples hurriedly asked, "When we find him, will the sect master take him on the spot?" After saying that, she made a "click" motion with her hand around her neck.
Qinuo quickly said, "This person has undergone disguise earlier, and I suspect even his current identity is fake. You are not his opponents, he is very cunning. Once you find him, just notify me
The tall female disciple next to her quickly joked, "Do you hear that? We must hand it over to the master. Whoever dares to handle the rules of the sect without authorization
Yes! "The other female disciples responded unanimously.
At this point, their competition has ended, and the masked man Li Shen and the blue water sword Changyun are the most interesting in their sparring. It's not so much a competition as a martial arts exchange. I saw the two of them walking back and forth, like flowing clouds, but still polite. However, beneath that calm surface lies a hidden killing intent.
I saw the two figures swaying back and forth in the air, their figures undergoing countless transformations and hundreds of illusions. One hand caressed the nine turns of the Cuiluo flute, and the eighteen pieces of cloud flute played in the flute were a palace tune. In this tune, there were hidden changes in the eighteen forms of music, which could be transformed into eighteen kinds of killing.
And Chang Yun used the Fuyun Blue Water Sword to dissolve these eighteen moves one by one. Although the two fought fiercely, their faces were incredibly peaceful, which was very sad and pleasing to the eye. Apart from the two one-sided situations just now, their competition this time is the most entertaining.
I saw the Cuiluo flute in Li Shen's hand call out countless sparrows, forming a picture of sparrows, wrapping Chang Yun's body in circles. The Lingque diagram implies a formation. This formation is called Lingque Heartwarming Formation, in which anyone with weak mental resilience will inevitably lose.
But Chang Changyun remained calm and composed, holding the Blue Water Sword in his hand. The sword's brilliance flickered, leaving countless water patterns on it. He silently recited the true formula in his mouth, only to see the blue water sword in his hand transform into a soft whip.
The Finger Sword Technique was pulled up, and the soft whip instantly transformed into a jade brocade about two feet wide, resembling a piece of cloth. Inside this brocade, there were five hidden techniques of armor evasion. It is one of the purest formations in Shu Mountain, called the Jade Brocade God Formation. With this formation, both humans and gods can be bound, making it extremely powerful.
I saw towering green brocade. Hura came from here and headed towards Li Shen's place, with emerald green all around, like a continuous green dragon, with a tendency to surround the Lingque Formation.
And at this moment, the Lingque Formation, surrounded by this brocade, unexpectedly shrank its range smaller and smaller. Seeing that the Lingque Formation was about to support the good ones, they flew away one after another. But suddenly Li Shen's figure soared into the sky, and a strange handprint was squeezed out of his hand. I saw his figure suddenly skyrocket, his whole body breathing rising, and his face was in full swing. The whole body was swirling with waves of strong winds, which formed huge gusts of wind that turned into incredibly sharp blades. Cut the brocade bit by bit.
Seeing this situation, not only Chang Yun, but also Ling Mingzi were surprised. What a powerful move, it couldn't even support this divine formation.
I saw Li Shen wrapped in a dark blue light all over his body, with a lotus throne beneath him. Under the lotus throne, a continuous stream of spiritual power entered his body, providing him with spiritual power.
Suddenly, Li Shen's figure exploded, with his Cuiluo flute rising and falling several times. A dark blue light shone out like a long knife, piercing through the air. The brocade was split into two pieces, and the divine formation shook several times before being broken. However, the Cuiluo flute was held around Changyun's neck.
Brother Changyun, I've offended you a lot. "Li Shen's voice was hoarse, and he seemed to be over thirty years old. However, judging from his slender fingers exposed, he was at most in his early twenties, and his voice was clearly deliberately concealed.
Chang Yun saw that the situation was settled, closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them. He sorted out his emotions and quickly said, "Since we lost, I admit it too. But why did you hide your identity? You usually use knives, right?" Seeing his fair hands, there were burn marks from long-term use of flames and finger marks from holding knives, which were imprints left by holding knives for a long time and cannot be erased.
I saw Li Shen shaking his hand holding the jade flute slightly and quickly saying, "You've noticed that I have my own reasons. Please don't reveal them
Chang Yun then bowed to him and said quickly, "I hope to have a long conversation with Brother Li in his true face another day
Li Shen also bowed slightly to him and glanced into the crowd, as if searching for something.
At this moment, everyone gathered on the final competition field. The first three games had already been decided, and the competition here was the last one of eight in four. At this point, the competition between Lingfeng and Changqing was nearing its end. Changqing was surrounded by the Qingyun Tuka in his hand, which was ejected from him, forming a protective shield like a spiritual power shield. Cover his entire body tightly, leaving no gaps.
The chasing wind knife in Lingfeng's hand was also extremely domineering. There was a saying that it came and went without a trace. Seeing that Lingfeng couldn't fight for a long time, he felt a surge of impatience in his heart. With a change in his swordsmanship, countless wind blades flew out of his palm and built countless wind walls in front of him.
Under the urging of his spiritual power, the wind wall moved forward step by step, tightly sandwiching the long and clear flying card in the middle. The countless wind blades blowing out of the wind wall clashed with the flying card, emitting a crisp and pleasant sound of "ding ding pi".
In mid air, there were scattered stars. Although the two did not collide head-on, the weapons in their hands were fiercely fought. At this moment, Changqing's figure flickered. With a big hand, he pulled back the Qingyun Tuka. He put the Tuka in his hand and pulled it hard. A series of Tuka appeared in his hand, and he flew out one by one. Under the pressure of the air, the Tuka turned into sharp knife cards.
As his movements intensified, he saw the knife cards flying forward one by one, fiercely cutting down at the wind wall with the movement of his fingers.
The chasing wind blade also flew out of the wind wall, followed by a series of blade shadows, but it was unclear which blade was its true form. So Changqing's fingers trembled gently, and with a gentle flick up, he saw countless knife cards assembled one by one. Countless knife cards finally formed an incredibly large Tuka Long Sword, which was made up of countless flying cards and was incredibly powerful.