Leng Fengqing's body suddenly turned into a black aurora, and he roared wildly towards the seemingly ordinary ice flower.

——

Two terrifying forces collided with each other, the ice flowers trembled slightly, and the cold Fengqing figure in the black aurora appeared and disappeared from time to time, and his hideous face under the black light could be vaguely seen.

--ice

The flowers broke two snowflakes, and Su Qinglian's right hand slightly opened, and the two snowflakes seemed to be attracted.

Toward the black light!

Dingdang!

Leng Fengqing turned around and rotated 360 degrees in the air, only two sparks were seen.

The remaining hexagonal ice flowers turned into four snowflakes and flew towards the cold wind and clear direction at the same speed.

Puff puff puff puff —

The snowflakes flew past and brought out four blood lines. Leng Fengqing seemed to have suffered a severe injury, falling from the air and vomiting a large mouthful of blood.

He still stood up quickly.

Four grape-sized wounds appeared on his abdomen, and bright red blood was constantly spilling out.

"Even my sword intent can't be taken over, how can you challenge Ye Heng?" Su Qinglian's red lips raised slightly under the veil. It was obvious that she was very optimistic about Ye Heng, and even placed herself at the same height as Ye Heng.

She, Su Qinglian, is a genius who has never been born in Tianzhan Academy!

Feng Qing ignored Su Qinglian's sarcasm, held the sword in his right hand and supported the ground. He looked up at Su Qinglian and grinned and said, "I have not yet defeated, I will take your sword intent." Su

Qinglian's face changed slightly. She looked at Leng Fengqing in the distance. She saw that there was no blood flowing out of Leng Fengqing's wound, but instead a wisp of black evil aura flowed out. The evil aura flowed upwards and began to climb up his cheeks. Soon a ferocious black ghost head formed on his face. The evil aura slowly wrapped around his right arm and wrapped around his sword.

!

The evil spirit surges into the sky! Cold

Feng Qing straightened his back, stood upright, pointed at the ground with a single sword, and the ghost face at the head was smiling ferociously, and the sound of ghosts roaring endlessly!

"Chaos Immortal Soul!"

It appeared! Once the ghost sword Leng Fengqing is hurt, he will use this move. Once it is used, his opponent will..."

"Even if it is the peerless genius of Tian Zhan Academy, he is probably not a match for Ghost Sword..."

Chaos Immortal Art.

This is Leng Fengqing's unique skill. It is rumored that this is a magical skill hidden deep in a large tomb. It is also Leng Fengqing's famous skill. Now his Chaos Immortal Soul is not yet cultivated enough, and he can only wrap his face with evil spirits and his sword-making hands.

The black Immortal Soul can increase Leng Fengqing's power a lot in an instant, allowing him to be killed and controlled by his mind. Every sword stabbed with the will of immortality is a terrifying killing move!

If he is allowed to practice to the greatest extent and his whole body is covered by the immortal soul, he will be immortal. The only disadvantage is that he will first harm himself when he uses this technique, and there is also the danger of being devoured by the immortal soul!

"You have your ice flower sword intent, I have my Chaos Immortal Soul Clothes. Let's take a look now. Is it a genius who is outstanding in heaven, or a domineering evil spirit like me who comes out of hell!" Leng Fengqing's voice seemed to have become hoarse.

The sword in his right hand seemed to be uncontrolled and rushed forward. Leng Fengqing's body became soft and boneless in this moment, and was carried over by the sword like flowing water.

The evil spirit hits the face!

Su Qinglian's pupils were filled with the hideous ghost. She turned her sword sideways, snorted coldly from her nose, and raised her sword against the ground and raised her upwards. The red cloth in the entire arena was lifted up.

Tear-Red

Bu was torn apart by a sword, which was considered to be blocking the sword, and a strong snowstorm was coming.

Su Qinglian was wearing a white dress and showing her face to others, like the one who returned home on a snowy night, making people feel compassionate, and this sword could not be left.

The wind and snow were coming fiercely, but it was limited to this ring, but the people around could still feel a cold feeling that was so cold that it was bone-bone.

Feng Qing's body was quickly swallowed by the wind and snow.

Kakka——Feng

Yukino was extremely strong sword energy, Leng Fengqing seemed to be trapped in a meat grinder, and he suddenly came to his senses.

drink!"

Sha——”

The sound is broken, the wind and snow are broken!

Su Qinglian was shocked, and her sword intent was shattered! This was something that had never happened before!”

You've caught you!" Leng Fengqing's left hand became a claw, and the ghost face squeezed Su Qinglian's throat with one hand. Su Qinglian's face was full of pain, and blood flowed out, dyeing the pale veil red. There was a grim smile on the face of the ghost sword. The sword with the right hand was very strong and pierced into the sky! Ye

Heng couldn't help but lit up slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Ghost Sword Leng Fengqing didn't expect it to be so powerful! "

Senior Sister Qinglian!" "

I've suffered this sword, Senior Sister Qinglian can't resist it!"

"Stop!" The elder in red jumped onto the ring, Leng Fengqing sneered and let go of Su Qinglian.

Qinglian slowly fell to the ground, half-sitting on the ground, covering her throat, looking at the cold wind in front of her with an incredible look on her face.

The ghost on Feng Qing's body gradually disappeared and turned into the cold look he had before.

Qinglian bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes full of unwillingness, but she knew that if the elder in red had not jumped off the ring, she would never be able to take that sword, and the other party aimed at her heart. After this sword, she would definitely die!”

Beg for your favor!" Leng Fengqing bowed to Su Qinglian.

Qinglian nodded to Leng Fengqing, clenched her fist slightly with her right hand, leaped lightly, and left the arena. Hong

Elder Yi sighed helplessly. This girl has never been born. She is afraid she is waiting for an opportunity to soar into the sky. Unexpectedly, it was broken into the hand of the ghost sword Leng Fengqing.

After... Even if she defeated Leng Fengqing, there was a monster named Ye Heng behind her. Her idea of ​​becoming famous in one fell swoop could not defeat these two monsters.

"It's been a long time since I saw such a wonderful showdown. In this round, Baimeishan Ghost Sword Leng Fengqing won!"

"Cold wind is clear! Cold wind is clear!"

"It's worthy of being a ghost sword. Even Su Qinglian, a genius from Tian Zhan Academy, is not his opponent. I will let my kid go to your Baimeishan next year, hahaha--"

"Lishan Academy is not bad, but Ye Heng is said to have not done his best yet!" Leng

Feng Qing was originally silent in the cheers of praise and admiration for him in the stands around him, but at this moment, his eyes couldn't help but look at Ye Heng in the stands.

This kid is not a rat, but he will definitely win, defeat Ye Heng, win the first place in the outer courtyard, and become famous in Jiuzhou!

Everyone in the world remembers his ghost sword, cold wind and clear! Ye

Heng also noticed Leng Fengqing's gaze full of greed and desire. The people who came here came for this first place, and I would not give in! Hong
Chapter completed!