Legend of the Swordking Chapter 846: One person’s battle

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The two colleges are in the same spirit, but they compete with each other. In the college competition, you can’t kill people, but it doesn’t mean you can’t make heavy hands. So just ask a little bit to find out how big the two colleges were before. It’s more tragic than the competition. Many sensational heroes have been beaten directly into disability and lost the opportunity to enter the Holy Realm. And I can cut Zhou Hanwen’s main spiritual vein and all sacred veins with one sword just now, but I didn’t That's it.

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"Bu Yixuan, ranked fifth!" Yun Nishang's voice was very clear.

The ranking changed again. Zhou Hanwen dropped from fifth to sixth, and Zhao Qingfeng dropped from sixth to seventh. This battle had no effect on the rest.

"Young Master, Ju Yuan Dan!"

Lin Muzhao walked up to me, holding a transparent pill exuding the fragrance of pill in his palm. The Juyuan Pill can quickly restore vitality. It is the treasure of the strong Yuanling realm, and I don’t have one here, after all. Pills are too rare, one is worth tens of thousands of blood spirit crystals, and ordinary sects simply cannot use it.

I took the Juyuan Pill and swallowed it in one swallow. Not only did it have the fragrance of Juyuan Pill, but also brought a little fragrance of Lin Muzhao's girly fragrance. I couldn't help but look up at her and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Mu Zhao."

"What are you polite?" She lowered her voice and said with a chuckle: "Well done, this week Hanwen's position in Ziji Palace will definitely plummet, which means that the three holy palaces of Tianfeng Academy have broken down!"

"Sister, be careful, they may challenge you soon."

"Well, I know."

Unsurprisingly, Pei Li, ranked eighth in Tianfeng Academy, walked on the battlefield and said respectfully: "Fairy Mu Zhao, I don’t know if Junior Brother is honored to teach your unique skills?"

Lin Mu Zhao floated up on stage, with the glow of Mu Zhaojian in his hand: "Brother Pei, please enlighten me!"

"Please!"

Although Pei Lixing is strong, he is definitely not Lin Muzhao's opponent, but it is so. After 20 strokes, Lin Muzhao defeated him, and the sword energy directly shook him into serious injuries. Although he is a saint, Lin Muzhao is decisive and never procrastinates.

In the next battle, Zhao Qingfeng faced Pei Lixing and easily defeated him.

In the ninth place, Shao Zhe stepped onto the battlefield with a calm look: "Sister Mu Zhao, please enlighten me!"

Someone challenged Lin Muzhao again after just one game?

My heart was chilled. Sure enough, the people at Tianfeng Academy had a good calculation. This round will greatly consume Lin Muzhao's strength. In the next round, there will be strong disciples who will challenge Lin Muzhao and take the second place. If the first and second places are all from Tianfeng Academy, obviously Bailu Academy would be a complete failure.

Furthermore, the second round is just the beginning, the really terrible final round.

The scene of ant colonies attacking elephants came to my mind. It was terrible. Lin Muzhao might endure more than ten challenges in this round. Unless she can force her through, it will be extremely dangerous.

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"Do you want to use this method to defeat me?"

Lin Muzhao raised his eyebrows, holding the Mu Zhao sword in his hand, standing in the air in white clothes, surpassing the snow, the crisp peaks are tall and full, the waist is beautiful, a pair of snowy legs are looming in the dress, like an angry peerless Like a fairy, moving.

Shao Zhe shook his head: "Senior Sister has misunderstood. Junior Brother just wants to teach you how to return to one water."

"Really? Come on then!"

Lin Muzhao shot directly, and a sword pillar burst out from around his body and rose into the sky, directly shocking many people.

"Fairy Mu Zhao's sword and heart are unified!"

"My God, her own realm cultivation is already extremely deep, now that she realizes the unity of sword and heart, is Shao Zhe's strength really enough?"

"I bet on a hundred blood crystals. If there are no ten moves, Shao Zhe will lose!"

The result was beyond everyone's expectation. Shao Zhe and the previous person seemed to be a different person. They all showed an extraordinary kendo charm. Standing proudly in the air, the long sword swept across and swept into a kill. In the mood of cutting, every sword swung a **** brilliance, and hundreds of sword intents exploded in the brilliance, which was very terrifying.

"The Way of Killing."

Lu Qingshu frowned: "Shao Zhe is the owner of the top ten outstanding people on the Xihu Lunjian Lingqi. It seems that he has learned from the Lingqi an ancient way of killing and cutting swords, and has cultivated it to Dacheng. Under the circumstances, the saint sister is a little dangerous."

I whispered: "Don't be afraid, Sister will win."

"Even if you win, you will lose your strength."

Lu Qingshu gritted his teeth and said: "Junior Brother, in the next round, you will challenge the third place Zuo Qiulin first. If you have a chance to beat him, you will fight for it. This time, we can only rely on us to fight side by side. ."

"I will, brother, don't worry!"

Lu Qingshu took a deep look at me, with admiration in his eyes, and nodded: "Hmm!"

On the side, Dongfang Rin'er looked at us coldly, without saying a word, my heart trembled again, with a very bad premonition, will Dongfang Rin'er be in this competition? A variable? She has always wanted to take her place and become the new generation saint of Bailu Academy, and today is an excellent opportunity. As long as she defeats Lin Muzhao and ranks above Lin Muzhao, she will be the winner.

Looking back, I looked at Master Zi Yi on the viewing platform, and I directly said to her with a voice transmission: "Master, will Dongfang Lin'er challenge Senior Sister in the next round?"

Shangguan Ziyi’s beautiful eyes are like water, and the sound transmission said: “Yes, Xiaoxuan, you don’t care about Mu Zhao’s situation, just follow your own way, this time... Maybe Bailu Academy will truly fail... …"

"No," I said firmly.

She took a deep look at me and smiled: "Master knows that she will not mistake you."

On the side, Tianfeng Sword Saint Shangguan Nanfeng's expression was calm, his charming eyes looked at Lin Muzhao on the battlefield, and he stopped talking, and finally chose to remain silent.

Perhaps, she doesn't want her disciples to do that, right?

Looking at a group of disciples from the Holy Palace of Tianfeng Academy on the opposite side of the battlefield, I couldn't help but transmit a voice message to Li Qingyin: "It's another wheel fight. What's the point of defeating Lin Muzhao with this method?" /

Li Qingyin was a little helpless: "These things, I don’t know what I can control. You have to know how to compete for ranking. These plans are made by the two holy palace masters, and I can only wait for others. Challenge."

I sighed: "Unvoiced, unvoiced, it would be great if we were a mountain top."

She looked faintly: "I think so too, but things are counterproductive."

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As I expected, at the end of the second round, Lin Muzhao was challenged a total of 14 times. Although all the holy palace disciples of Tianfeng Academy were hanged, her own holy spirit was already The consumption is serious, and there is no chance to return. After taking the next Ju Yuan Pill, the next round will continue.

Looking at her sweaty and pale face, I felt distressed and frowned, "Sister, I finally understand your previous situation."

"What situation?" she asked with a smile.

"One person provoked the beams of Bailu Academy to contend with a group of geniuses in the entire Tianfeng Academy, and also to guard against the plot of a young girl in his backyard."

Her beautiful eyes are faint: "You can feel these, which means that the senior sister did not hurt you for nothing."

"Don't worry, I will preemptive in the next round."

"What do you want to do?"

"Challenge Li Qingyin, regardless of victory or defeat, I have to fight it once."

"Are you crazy?" Lin Muzhao looked at me with a reproachful gaze, and said through the sound transmission: "Even if you have ten seas of air and colorful souls, you can't be the opponent of the voiceless sister. You don't know she has How strong, if she is willing, she can now reach the top three of the semi-sacred list, but she has not challenged it, and the battle with the voiceless sister belongs to me, not to you."

"Huh?"

She chuckled slightly: "Anyway, you have to work hard."

Speaking, at the beginning of the third round, Lin Muzhao took the initiative to leap onto the stage, holding Mu Zhaojian in his hand, the whole person in white clothes wins snow, skirts fluttering, the beauty is a little unreal, a pair of beautiful eyes Looking at Li Qingyin in the audience, he said: "Sister Qingyin, come on, fight with Sister Qingyin, we haven't really discussed it for a long time."

"Senior Sister..." Li Qingyin bit his red lips and stopped talking.

My heart was shocked. Perhaps this is Lin Muzhao’s pride and self-esteem. She can’t tolerate other people’s wheel warfare and consumes strength. Even if only half of the holy energy is left, she wants to challenge Li Qingyin, because this is between the saints. The battle of victory!

In the end, Li Qingyin floated on stage, holding the Qingyin sword in his hand, and said: "Sister, Qingyin will go all out."

"Me too."

Neither of them moved, but at the same time two sword pillars soared into the sky, and countless sword intent swept into a storm crazily impacting in the inscription pattern barrier of the battle platform. The scene was terrifying. Some of them had challenged Lin Muzhao before. The disciples of Tianfeng Academy were frightened. This is Lin Muzhao's true strength. If she had sacrificed this kind of power before, I am afraid that Tianfeng Academy would have the bodies of 14 holy palace disciples.

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The two fairies fought in a decisive battle, and the picture of the swords was so beautiful that the fairy rhyme and the sword intent were intertwined, and even the confrontation looked as beautiful as the scene in the picture scroll.

The sword light danced wildly, the golden texts of the sword classics of Confucianism and Taoism surging like a tide. Li Qingyin tried his best to defeat Lin Muzhao as quickly as possible. In this case, Lin Muzhao would retain some strength to deal with the following changes.

Lin Muzhao walks on the blue water, like a fairy Lingbo, every strand of sword intent contains the softness and boundlessness of the sword technique of returning to one water, and every time the slender feet step out, thousands of sword intent will be stirred up Rushing towards his opponent, colliding with Li Qingyin's Confucian Sacred Sword Canon.

Everyone was dazzled. The decisive battle of the two saints didn't look like a real duel, but the dancing of the two peerless fairies was very pleasing to the eye.

However, once a monk who has stepped into the realm of Jianxin's transparency, he will be fascinated by it. This is a rare observation. Whether it is Li Qingyin or Lin Muzhao, both are the goddesses of the younger generation in the upper realm. Their cultivation bases and swordsmanship have been ahead of everyone, and the power shown in this battle is also amazing.

However, the result is doomed.

Lin Muzhao may be able to compete with Li Qingyin in his heyday, but now his strength is only half depleted, and there is no chance at all.

"Sister, you lost."

The sword light swept past, lingering strands of golden text, swept up Lin Muzhao's body like a cyan ancient scroll, and directly retreated to the battle platform.

"Peng~~~"

A ray of fierce sword intent exploded under Lin Muzhao's feet, and she slid on the battle platform for nearly ten feet, her face a little blank.