The black iron altar began to gradually rise, and the chains were swept into the gears inside the Heavenly Palace, making a loud bang.

Looking directly below, the sound resounded over the entire dead city, extremely deafening.

Everyone turned their attention to the center of the venue, and the first round of tripartite struggle was about to begin.

Aunt Qiao San's body opened up with a powerful aura, and many pages of book floated around her, dancing in the air.

It has to be said that Aunt Qiao San is the highest level among the four major families this time. She was full of the skills of the fasting realm, and the momentum alone suppressed the other two women.

Then everyone's eyes burst into tears. Aunt Qiao San stepped on her steps, and one hand turned into a sharp palm, poking Qiao Jingrou's shoulder.

The girls on the field thought Qiao Jingrou would be at a disadvantage, but they didn't expect that the ink pen would block her with a bang, and a power that was not inferior to Aunt Qiao San also shook.

Luo Huaiyu's eyes were filled with surprise. When Luo Suxin went to the Qiao family's holy land to visit the Junzi Sword, the Qiao family's genius, who was not convinced by the name of the Quasi Sword Immortal, deliberately used a trip and suggested that Luo Suxin had to fight with the Qiao family before asking about the Junxiu of the Junxiu of the Qiao family.

The Qiao family then sent Qiao Jingrou, the highest-quality contemporary, to engage in a spiritual battle with Luo Suxin in a state of mind.

As we all know, Luo Suxin defeated his opponent and sought the gentleman's sword. After completing the sword worship, he went to Baidi City.

On the other hand, Qiao Jingrou, as the loser, has developed a demon in her heart when she was defeated, and has stopped at the peak of her own selflessness in recent years. Although she has the help of the inheritance of the Book Saint, she has been unable to enter the realm of fasting for a long time.

The Qiao family tried their best to conceal this matter, and only the Luo family, who participated in the war, knew the details of it.

Now that Qiao Jingrou has obviously broken through the inner demon and entered the fasting world, her importance to the Qiao family will be higher than that.

The white magnolia was wandering beside the two of them on the verge of fighting. She was the lowest among the three girls, and there was a difference between the two levels of fasting. Basically no one looked at her.

But she made a bold decision that unexpectedly happened to others. She did not choose to avoid the battle when fighting fiercely in front of her. Instead, she went deeper alone. A flower umbrella covered Aunt Qiao San's sight, and a sword light slashed at the pages of Aunt Qiao San's body.

This posture invisibly conveyed a message to Qiao Jingrou, that is, to join forces to solve the strongest person on the field.

"clever!"

Aunt Qiao San praised her in a low voice when she saw Magnolia’s actions, then stepped on the broken flower umbrella, stirring up petals everywhere, and then stepped on the ink pen outside her sight.11

Then she carried a page in her left hand and threw it on the tip of the Magnolia's sword.

The magnolia's sword tip had just pierced the page, and a golden light burst out, making a loud noise, submerging the three of them in the smoke and dust.

"Isn't that smart? Don't you know how to reap the benefits of a fisherman?"

Cheng Haoxuan spat heavily and sneered at Aunt Qiao San's remarks.

He didn't have much thought about the first round, after all, the gap between Magnolia and the other two was not a small part.

His mind is on the next round, and he speculated about the candidates for the other two sides to be the second round. In his opinion, it is more reliable to expect Magnolia to win than to expect Japanese people.

But Aunt Qiao San and Qiao Jingrou obviously had new and old hatreds, which made it seem like there was a subtle opportunity in the situation.

In his opinion, fools knew that they should sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight, and wait until the two of them were exhausted before reaping the benefits of the fisherman.

But this magnolia was so good that she rushed in without saying a word when the two of them took the first move.

After complaining about Magnolia, he still felt uncomfortable and cursed: "What a fool! There is no cure!"

Sakurai's eyes flashed across Cheng Haoxuan beside him and sighed, "Young Master is such a bad word, and Miss Magnolia's choice is the only winner."

"Military advisor...what do you say this?"

When Cheng Haoxuan saw the military advisor beside him speak, he knew that she would not talk nonsense, and his attitude immediately became respectful, but he still couldn't see the tricks on both sides and had to ask.

"Aunt Qiao San is a long-famous fasting master. Just talking about this, Miss Qiao's family has an incomparable gap in experience."

Sakurai Yuyu raised her tenderness and pointed to Qiao Jingrou in the field and said, "Look at Miss Qiao again. Although she possesses the inheritance of contemporary calligraphy saints, every move was broken by the third aunt. Obviously, Aunt Qiao is very familiar with her realm moves. Although her aura is the realm of fasting, her strength is insufficient. She should have only been an adventure in this tomb of the Youwang King. She luckily broke through the fasting, and her foundation is not deep."

Sakurai Yuxue took back her finger and continued to say, "So Miss Qiao can't hold on for a long time in Aunt Three's hands. If Aunt Qiao San handles Miss Qiao, Miss Yulan will not have a chance of winning."

Cheng Haoxuan realized that he had just spoken stupidly, and the conversation between him and the military advisor was quite loud. I am afraid everyone had heard it clearly. At this time, he had become a laughing stock on the court.

"Miss Magnolia takes action now, just to break this game. If they work together to knock down Aunt Qiao San, the winner on the field will be possible for us to intervene."

Hearing that the military advisor did not say anything, Cheng Haoxuan asked curiously: "What is the winner?"

Sakurai Yuyu watched the battle situation in the field, and her thin red lips, which were like cherries, opened slightly, "After turning down Aunt Qiao San, she has a chance of winning with 55 points, but at this time, it is still 91 points."

"Oh? Ninety percent hopes to defeat Aunt Qiao San, so we have a great hope for this battle."

Cheng Haoxuan was happy after hearing this, but before he could be happy, he was knocked into hell by the voices around him.

"No, Aunt Qiao San fights with one against two, and still has a 90% chance of winning."

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The pages of the book beside Aunt Qiao San suddenly contracted. After a crisp sound, a pink petal fell off and fell on the soles of her feet.

"Is Magnolia? I haven't seen you use it in Xuanwu Tao before, but now I'm seeing it, it's really interesting."

Aunt Qiao San gave up Qiao Jingrou in front of her, her boots were solid, she turned around and flew into the Confucian robe, and she faced the white magnolia's thin sword with her palm.

Bai Magnolia thought she had a chance to draw the sword this time, but she didn't expect that she would penetrate between Aunt Qiao San's fingers when they were connected.

Then Aunt Qiao San clamped the sword and pulled it forward, and slapped out strong internal strength with the other hand. Bai Yulan's jade hand barely resisted, but it could not match Aunt Qiao San's internal strength. She was beaten backwards and fell on the iron platform.

Aunt Qiao San let go slightly, the thin sword in her hand fell to the ground, and turned her head to face Qiao Jingrou who was rushing towards her.

Qiao Jingrou possessed herself as she approached, and the ink brush was dotted on the pages, and a golden broken word appeared in the entire air.

The pages touched by the prints were split into pieces, and Qiao Jingrou approached Aunt Qiao San's body almost effortlessly.

"I thought of the word breaking technique to break my golden page array for a while, and the lady has indeed grown a lot."

After Aunt Qiao San sighed, she wrapped her true energy with one hand, turned into two fingers, and inserted it into the broken word.

The powerful true energy coming from her fingers actually erased the broken existence.

"But you are a member of the Qiao family, you should be clear that the calligraphy has no meaning in the battle between the same clan."

Qiao Jingrou's face did not change, and she did not accept the other party's proposal at all. She sniffed her lips: "Life is like morning dew, dreams are sighing for thousands of years..."

Aunt Qiao San wanted to wave his hand to break Qiao Jingrou's cursive calligraphy again, but she vaguely sensed something. She turned her head and whipped her legs and shook dozens of magnolia hidden weapons.

And in this moment, Qiao Jingrou had already recited the last word.
Chapter completed!