A branch of crabapple blossom?
The Second Chief Master was stunned and couldn't understand.
Bai Zang also glanced at his junior fellow apprentice, feeling a little puzzled.
He said that Wusheng lost to its scabbard Duanyi, not to the Tanghua.
Yue Liangze recalled that he had once dueled swordplay with Lingluo using a branch of Tanghua in Tianji, Dongdao, but was defeated miserably over and over again.
He felt that he had lost before, and that he had experienced defeat.
The Second Master slowed down and pretended to be calm before continuing, "But what kind of divine martial arts have you never heard of?"
"It's not a divine weapon, it's just an ordinary flower branch." Yue Liangze said as he watched Ling Luo's moves below, "For some people, divine weapons are the icing on the cake. The heart sword is also a sword, comparable to divine weapons."
"Even if the sword in hand is wooden, the power it wields is divine."
The powerful sword force created a gust of wind on the stage. Ling Luo repelled the opponent with one sword, and the weapon fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
This man was unwilling to give in, so he immediately turned around, picked up the sword again, bit the thing between his teeth, and the spiritual power in the sword suddenly burst out, attacking Lingluo again.
Ling Luo was still standing there, with a hint of mockery in her eyes. She just raised her hand and held a sword across her body. The two swords collided, and the opponent was knocked away by the powerful and domineering sword force again and fell off the stage.
She didn't show off any sword skills, but won the battle just by relying on her powerful sword moves.
The judge said: "Tianji Lingluo from Dongdao wins. The second challenger is Jing Zifan from Xiaoyao Sect."
Yue Liangze was about to leave with Bai Zang, but when he heard the name, he stopped and looked back at the stage.
Jing Zifan walked onto the stage with a stern face, the long sword in his hand hanging with fireflies, and the spiritual power flowing from his fingertips wrapped around the sword. He did not underestimate the enemy and gave it his all from the start.
"I have long wanted to fight you, and today I finally have the chance." Jing Zifan said coldly, "Back then you killed Jin Yuan and caused my senior brother to commit suicide because of this. At that time I told myself that I would never let you go!"
Ling Luo didn't seem angry after hearing this, but asked with a smile: "Are you here to fight or to kill me today?"
"If you leave Taichu, you should be careful." Jing Zifan raised his sword and pointed it at her.
Ling Luo just smiled without saying anything. As she drew her sword, her body teleported forward and she was in front of Jing Zifan in the blink of an eye.
So fast!
Jing Zifan was surprised and was forced to defend himself to block the opponent's attack.
Ling Luo no longer just used sword power. She used tricky sword moves to block all of Jing Zifan's movements. She pressed him step by step, and each sword was more difficult to deal with than the last.
Her combat experience is much richer than Jing Zifan's.
Jing Zifan concentrated his attention on defense. He could not find any chance to counterattack during Ling Luo's attack. Every time, his sword moves were restricted just right.
In the eyes of onlookers, Jing Zifan was just passively taking a beating. Although he could still resist a little, he was gradually at a disadvantage and began to become embarrassed and exhausted.
"You are not well-trained. You are far behind Brother Chen." Ling Luo hit him on the back of his hand with a sword, blocking the distance between the swords. When they were close, she gave Jing Zifan a great sense of oppression. He tried desperately to increase the distance, but was punched in the abdomen by Ling Luo and flew out.
Ling Luo stood on the stage, looking down at Jing Zifan who had fallen off the stage and couldn't get up, and said, "If you leave this Taichu, you should be careful."
Jing Zifan became angry and his face turned red.
The people from Xiaoyao Sect ran over here: "Big Brother!"
"Big Brother, are you okay?"
"Su Shang, why don't you help Senior Brother up quickly!"
Chang Fei pulled Su Shang, who was about to stand up and go over, and said with a smile: "Oh, it's very dangerous for a girl like you to go over there!"
"I'll go, I'll go. After all, we are the ones who caused the injury and we are responsible for it." Song Yuanyuan stood up and flicked her sleeves in a pretentious manner. "Brothers from Xiaoyao Sect, wait a minute! I'll be there after having a cup of tea!"
Jing Zifan stood up in pain, holding his abdomen, and looked unwillingly at Lingluo on the stage.
Lingluo just smiled contemptuously.
The judge ignored their personal grudges and began to announce the next challenger.
"Junior brother." Bai Zang, who had already walked some distance, turned back and called him.
Yue Liangze followed.
The Second Master said with a smile: "The disciple of True Lord Sanxi should not be underestimated even if he holds a wooden sword."
"The champion last time was also a disciple of Tianji." Bai Zang put his arm around Yue Liangze's shoulders, still looking like a good brother, "It seems that it will be Tianji again this year."
"I have a different opinion." The Second Chief Master shook his head and walked away from them.
The feud between Lingluo and Xiaoyao Sect is too deep.
In her previous life, she also rudely knocked Jing Zifan off the stage, which made the Xiaoyao Sect hold a grudge against her. They kept causing trouble for her and were always humiliated by her.
Su Shang is right.
There is absolutely no reconciliation between the two.
Lingluo won five games in a row and walked off the stage. She glanced at Song Yuanyuan and raised her eyebrows and asked, "Where's Xu Shen?"
"I didn't see him last night, and he didn't reply to the message from Yu Ting." Chang Fei touched his head and said, "Chang Fei has gone to Xihai City to look for someone."
His competition wasn't over yet, so he couldn't leave.
"You didn't come to the competition today?" she asked.
Song Yuanyuan was puzzled: "I just went to the next martial arts arena to inquire. He didn't show up on time, so he has given up."
"I'll go look for it too." Lingluo whispered, "Someone is using banned drugs in a competition, so be careful."
Song Yuanyuan's eyes widened instantly.
Who is this person? He actually used banned drugs in such a sacred competition!
Lingluo left the arena and went to Xihai City.
She kept in touch with Chang Fei via text message, thinking of the disaster at the beginning of the West Sea in her previous life, and prayed that Xu Shen was not involved.
"Didn't you say yesterday that Xu Shen chased after his duel opponent? I asked Senior Brother Zhan Rong from Taichu about the duel list yesterday and learned that the man's name was Fang Can."
Chang Fei's message read: "Fang Can is a disciple of Nanshan Xuehe. He lives in Changping Restaurant in Xishi. I am going to look for him."
Lingluo also went towards Changping Restaurant.
This restaurant is located in a remote area, not on the busy main road. The surrounding atmosphere is calm and relaxed, with a Buddhist feeling that you can come or not.
Lingluo noticed something was wrong as soon as she entered the restaurant.
The waiter and the shopkeeper were fast asleep, one lying on the counter and the other on the table. They didn't react at all to the noise coming from upstairs.
"Stop right there, you murderer!"
Chang Fei's voice came from above, and the masked man in black who jumped down from the corner of the stairs just met Ling Luo who came in.
Chang Fei strangled a man by the neck and looked down from the stairs, shouting to Ling Luo: "He is a drug dealer!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the masked man drew his sword and attacked Ling Luo. He was so fast that he was in front of her in the blink of an eye. Ling Luo blocked it with Yingxi, but saw that the masked man suddenly split into three people!
Thousands of flower shadows!
When Ling Luo was surprised, the three of them gave up attacking and rushed out in different directions.
Chang Fei upstairs cursed it as despicable and shameless after seeing it!
Lingluo did not give up. The Sakura Xi Spirit was specifically designed to defeat the Wanhua Shadow. No matter how many phantom bodies there were, it would only pick the real body to sprout branches and bloom. The scattered cherry blossoms turned into a surging tide of flowers to stop the people flying onto the roof.
The opponent was still on the run and was proficient in illusion. When Lingluo caught up to the roof, he had already cast three new illusions to stop her, but they were all seen through by Lingluo.
The two sides fought each other and found that neither of them was a tough guy who could be defeated with just a few tricks.
The tide of flowers poured down from the sky like a waterfall, creating four or five flower walls that blocked the way ahead. The masked man was nearly hit by the suddenly descending flower wall, and he lost his balance while retreating quickly, and fell from the eaves.
Lingluo landed on the ground and approached for close combat. The masked man reacted quickly and drew his sword. Lingluo fought with Yingxi and had no intention of playing around with the wooden sword.
The cherry blossoms have been fully unfolded, and the fan is a dazzling picture of a cherry forest. The fallen fireflies land on the masked man's clothes and instantly turn into sharp sword lights, but are dodged and cut off.
Both of them fought very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, many sword lights fell in front of them.
Ling Luo had been having an easy time fighting recently, which didn't make her want to have a serious fight. However, the masked man in front of her unexpectedly aroused her desire to fight.
The other party had no intention of getting entangled any further, so as soon as he found an opportunity he wanted to retreat and keep some distance.
The masked man blocked the sword with one hand, made a seal with the other hand, and rolled up a fierce wind with his feet. At the moment when the wind was whistling, he distanced himself from Ling Luo and retreated to a long distance in the air.
Wind Riding Mantra.
Ling Luo looked up and said with a smile, "Who doesn't know how to do it?"
She made a hand gesture with one hand and used the Wind Riding Spell to instantly catch up to the masked man. Seeing surprise in his eyes, she put away her cherry blossoms and opened them again, and the fan was already a picture of falling flowers.
Countless petals turned into sword blades and stabbed fiercely at close range. Even though the masked man reacted quickly to block the barrier, he was pierced by thousands of sword blades in an instant and nailed to the ground in mid-air.
The masked man groaned, and the sword transformed by Yingxi pierced his arm and shoulder, only avoiding the vital parts, and blood instantly flowed all over the ground.
"Run again."
Ling Luo tiptoed and was about to walk towards the masked man, but she saw a long black line appear out of thin air behind him. The black line suddenly opened up, revealing a huge black shadow.
It was like a thick black fog, or like a dark and deep water surface flowing slowly, and a cold breath was blowing in the face.
Like staring into the abyss.
Lingluo stopped and looked slightly stunned.
In front of you is the Death Mist Gate of the Twenty-Six Demons.
A bony hand stretched out from the black fog and grabbed the masked man and pulled him into the Death Mist Gate. The sword blades nailed to the masked man's body broke with a crackling sound.
Ling Luo frowned. The skeleton pulled the masked man into the door and pushed a demon out of the door to her.
The Death Fog Gate closed, and the thin black line disappeared instantly.
There was only one person and a burning fire demon left in the secluded alley.
Lingluo exchanged a glance with the spherical fire demon on the ground. Just as she showed a mocking look, the little ball jumped up and down, and a dazzling firelight flashed. With an angry roar, a troll taller than the eaves appeared in the firelight.
The huge fire demon was shaped like a monkey, with flames burning all over its body. When its long tail swept across, it brought up bursts of fireballs flying towards Lingluo.
Ying Xihuachao erected a wall to resist, and the giant fire demon rushed towards Lingluo. The fierce wind from its punch was hot, and when it flew past her ears, Lingluo seemed to smell the smell of burning hair.
Dare to burn my hair!
Ling Luo was furious. Just as she was about to start a sword formation to let it experience what it felt like to be pierced by thousands of swords, two sword lights, one gold and one black, flew out from behind her and accurately cut the giant fire demon running towards her into two halves, bringing it down.
The raging flames died down, leaving only bursts of hissing sounds and billowing white smoke.
Lingluo looked back and saw Yue Liangze standing on the high wall with a sword in one hand, facing the light, his sleeves swaying slightly.
Chu Yi stood at the intersection under the wall with his sword drawn.
Behind him stood a masked girl in a pink skirt and cloak.
The girl was putting on her cloak and hat which had been blown away by the sword.
Ling Luo's eyes were attracted by this girl, and she asked with a strange look on her face: "Brother, why are you here?"
Yue Liangze, who was about to ask Lingluo if everything was okay, shut up.
Fortunately, he speaks slowly.
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