Soul Emperor Martial God
Chapter 930: The arrival of Lu Qingran

Chapter 930: The arrival of Lu Qingran

On the stage.

Xiao Yi and Wang Xinghe stood facing each other.

Xiao Yi glanced lightly at the rest area in the distance and nodded with a smile.

Wang Xinghe also glanced, his face slightly surprised.

"That's it, you saved that waste with this method."

In the rest area, the one who broke through the celestial realm was naturally the prince.

Wang Xinghe had fought with the prince, and he recognized the aura of the prince instantly.

Wang Xinghe retracted his gaze and looked at Xiao Yi coldly, "You specially defeated that guy from the Mo family to force me to fight."

"No." Xiao Yi shook his head.

"Then why?" Wang Xinghe asked suspiciously.

Xiao Yi's face was cold, "I just don't want to waste time."

"You are very confident." Wang Xinghe narrowed his eyes.

"Go ahead." Xiao Yi uttered three words directly.

"Arrogant." Wang Xinghe yelled coldly and moved instantly.

He is the sevenfold cultivation base of the celestial pole and has entered the late stage of the celestial pole.

The same is the palm, but this single shot is much better than the previous Mo family son.

The biting palm wind is surging.

Xiao Yiyi was not afraid, and the Blizzard sword in his hand appeared out of thin air.

He had already opened two large ice patterns and burned some vitality, and his combat power had reached the seventh level of the celestial pole.

Cang...

Xiao Yi severely cleaved the Blizzard sword out of his hand, but Wang Xinghe attacked with his palm.

The confrontation between the sword and the palm instantly stalemate.

The sword is heavy, powerful, and extremely fast.

The palms are heavy, seemingly light and fluttering, but like a huge wave in the softness.

"Awesome." Xiao Yi had this idea unconsciously.

Let's not talk about Wang Xinghe's seven-fold cultivation base of Tianji.

The strength and combat level that he has shown now are amazing.

Xiao Yi has fought many Celestial Seventh Layers, but no one can compare to Wang Xinghe in terms of combat power.

No, even if it only refers to the seventh level of the celestial pole, Wang Xinghe's combat power is afraid that dozens of warriors of the same level may not necessarily be his opponents.

This person deserves the four words peerless evildoer.

The attack of that palm is unpredictable.

"Is it a way of water?" Xiao Yi thought to himself as he clashed with his sword.

The two seem to be confronting each other at first, and it is a sword and palm confrontation, which has already exceeded a hundred moves.

However, in addition to the martial arts practiced by Wang Xinghe, Xiao Yi did not see the other martial arts.

What kind of martial arts is this light and fluttering hand, but it contains such power?

boom

Suddenly, the sword and palm that had been stalemate clashed, and suddenly there was a breakthrough.

The breakthrough was actually in Xiao Yijian.

Xiao Yi's sword was suddenly shaken by Wang Xinghe's palm.

Afterwards, Wang Xinghe's two palms directly broke through the shadow of the heavy epee and blasted Xiao Yi directly.

Xiao Yi reacted extremely quickly, with a retreat, his figure flexed to one side, avoiding this palm.

Wang Xinghe's palm wind was avoided, but the power was not offset.

The palm wind passed by Xiao Yi's side and hit the rear spectator stand hard, making a violent roar.

In the spectator seat, there was a sudden agitation.

"Awesome." Xiao Yi's face changed slightly.

It was the first time that the swordsmanship was suppressed by the opponent's palms in such a simple confrontation.

"Bring it to me." Xiao Yi shouted.

The original Blizzard sword with heavy sword shadow suddenly closed the sword shadow, and the sword power suddenly changed.

The Blizzard sword, slashed heavily, seemed to contain a domineering mighty power.

"Huh?" Wang Xinghe's pupils shrank, and he stepped back, avoiding the sword on one side of his body.

Although this sword was evaded, its power remained unabated.

On the sword's edge, the terrifying sword aura reached the spectator stand in front of it heavily, making a roar.

There was another restlessness in the spectator stand.

"Damn, are these two guys monsters?"

Boom...boom...boom...

The confrontation between the two lasted for several minutes.

However, there is still a stalemate.

Either the sword is suppressed, and the palm is bitter; or the palm technique is suppressed, and the sword aura is amazing.

The palm wind and sword aura burst out in the air from time to time.

The two of you come and go, never see who has the upper hand.

But in just a few minutes, the entire competition platform has been devastated.

In the spectator seats all around, there were also many incidents.

"Asshole, if this continues, the spectator seats will be ruined." Many guests' expressions changed suddenly.

The fighting power of the two people on the martial arts stage alone is now much stronger than that of more than half of the guests present.

When watching the game, the solemn middle-aged man, the city owner, nodded to the ten referees on the side.

The ten referees got up and waved their hands.

A sturdy barrier was laid down in an instant, covering the entire competition platform.

Xiao Yi and Wang Xinghe's battle left behind, hitting the barrier, only causing the barrier to produce some ripples.

The remaining power of the two did not spread to the spectator seats.

Cang...

Suddenly, there was a clang.

The confrontation between the sword and the palm suddenly collided, and then they separated.

The confrontation between the two stopped temporarily, and each stepped back ten steps.

"It doesn't make sense to fight like this again." Wang Xinghe stared at Xiao Yi coldly.

Those cold eyes didn't show any contempt anymore, and some were just strong war spirits.

"I said, I'm in a hurry." Xiao Yi's face was indifferent, "show the real ability."

Xiao Yi's face was cold, but also full of war spirit.

He has fought a lot of enemies far stronger than the Seventh Heavenly Layer.

But Wang Xinghe is definitely an opponent worth fighting.

"Okay, as you wish." Wang Xinghe moved again.

The bitter palm wind hit again.

With both palms out, the momentum is amazing.

The same way, but the power is obviously much stronger than before.

"Secret method?" Xiao Yi frowned slightly.

He still couldn't see what martial art was cultivated in this Wang Xinghe palm technique.

But for some reason, he felt a little familiar with the martial arts in this palm.

Especially now that Wang Xinghe uses the secret method, this feeling is more obvious.

Xiao Yi didn't have time to think, Wang Xinghe's palms had already been attacked.

Xiao Yi's blizzard sword slashed out heavily, and at the same time, the small world within his body increased the burning of Yuanli.

... ... ...

On the competition stage, once again, the sword and the palm were heavy.

The eruption of power and the aftermath of the attack have risen a level from the previous confrontation.

However, the two are still in a stalemate, and no one has the upper hand.

The battle was deadlocked, but for almost all spectators and competing Tianjiao, this was an extremely exciting battle.

Sect Master of Kuanglan and the others frowned at the spectator stand in the Wind Cha Temple.

"This Wang Xinghe is really strong, can Deacon Xiao Yi win?"

Even the stern actions that have always had confidence in Xiao Yi hesitated.

"With the strength of Deacon Xiao Yi, who has not been able to gain the upper hand for so long, this Wang Xinghe is indeed a strong enemy."

"Rival?" Just at this moment, a clear voice appeared lightly.

A graceful posture, slowly walked to the side of the wind brake temple viewing seat.

"Lu Qingran?" Everyone frowned slightly.

The visitor was Ms. Lu Jia, Lu Qingran, the third place for three consecutive times on the day of Xinghuan, and one of the famous Tianjiao of Xinghuan.

"If you only describe Wang Xinghe with the word'strong enemy', you might underestimate him."

"Although the Deacon Xiao Yi in your mouth is also very strong, even the guy from the Mo family can't catch him."

"But, against Wang Xinghe, he has no chance of winning."

"Huh?" Everyone frowned.

"I wonder if Miss Lu Jia came here, what's the so-called?" Li Fengxing arched his hands and asked.

"It's okay." Lu Qingran said indifferently, "It's just that you are hostile to Wang Xinghe, so I will come over to remind you."

"Oh?" Everyone was puzzled.

Lu Qingran smiled faintly, "Every enemy of the Wang family is a friend of my Lu family."

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