"Play another game? If the master Qianlou does this, aren't you really afraid that your baby daughter will be injured?" Mo Shanshi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes became a little cold.

He did intend to reach an alliance with Lingyun Tower, but that doesn't mean that he could give up such an important opportunity. Moreover, more importantly, judging by Qian Yu's current attitude, it is clear that Fuxi Valley is regarded as a fool. How can he tolerate this?

"It's okay, I believe Master Mo Valley is a proper person." Qian Yu shook his head, then slowly closed his eyes and stopped saying anything.

"Dimension?" Mo Shanshi's fists were slightly tightened. He didn't know what Qian Yu said meant, but he knew that if he continued to "dimension", Fuxigu would be eliminated in the first round.

After a moment of silence, Mo Shanshi's eyes suddenly opened, and a bright light flashed through his eyes. Then, he also spoke: "Qingfeng, remember, don't cause any death!"

"Yes, Master!" As Mo Shanshi's voice fell, a young man wearing a dark gray dress with various characters on it quickly walked out from behind several elders.

This is a young man with a cold and handsome face. There is a scar on his forehead. His clothes are supported by strong muscles, making him look extremely strong.

"Qingfeng? This name sounds... so familiar! Could it be that Qingfeng from the Original Jiwu Dynasty?"

"It should be. I heard that Qingfeng was once known as the first genius in the Jiwu Dynasty. However, after entering Fuxi Valley four years ago, he disappeared."

"This Fuxi Valley is too much of a big deal? Although I lost a game, I actually called Qingfeng out against a little girl in Amaterasu?"

"Maybe I want to quickly resolve the battle!"

When the disciples of the sects around saw Qingfeng walking out of Fuxi Valley, they were talking quietly and worried about Pingyang.

After all, people will always unconsciously sympathize with the weak, and now Pingyang belongs to the weak in the hearts of the disciples of the sect.

"Qing Feng, a disciple of Fuxi Valley, is twenty-six years old, with the peak strength of the Reincarnation Realm. He competed with the Holy Realm powerhouse "Gang Xin" a year ago. He did not lose with 300 moves!" After Qing Feng stood up, his eyes also swept away the disciples of the sects who were talking about around him, and then said coldly.

"This... actually sent someone comparable to the holy realm!"

“Too much!”

"Fuxi Valley is simply shameless!"

The disciples of the sects around him were already sympathetic to Pingyang, but after hearing Qingfeng's introduction, they all became excited.

"It's comparable to the holy realm... so powerful, should I give me ten moves?" Pingyang also had a look of horror when he heard this.

"How can there be any reason for the martial arts competition about the reputation of the sect?" Qing Feng seemed to have guessed that Pingyang would say this a long time ago, and replied without hesitation.

"Then...what should I take action first?" Pingyang seemed a little unwilling.

"Whether you can do it depends on your ability!"

"You won't defeat me with just one move, are you?"

"The victory or defeat ratio is sometimes like this. If you are afraid and you can admit defeat early, I won't make things difficult for you. And you Lingyun Tower can also send another powerful opponent out."

"But, I want to have another fun?"

"Then I'm not blamed!" Qing Feng nodded, and then looked at the disciple of Tiandao Pavilion who was in charge of the presidency: "Please announce the start!"

"Yes." The disciple of Tiandao Pavilion nodded, and then looked at Pingyang: "Pingyang junior sister, Wu Bi is about to start, are you ready?"

"No." Pingyang shook his head without thinking.

“…”

“…”

The disciples of the Tiandao Pavilion who were in charge of the presidency, Qingfeng who was waiting, and the disciples of the sects around him were naturally speechless after hearing such an answer.

Not ready?

You've already played one game, but you still say you're not ready?

"I wonder how long will it take for junior sister Pingyang to prepare?" After a disciple of Tiandao Pavilion coughed lightly, he also asked Pingyang patiently again.

"If he is willing to give me a ten or eight moves, I will be ready." Pingyang pouted his pink mouth and showed an innocent and bright smile on his face.

"I can't make the decision..." The disciples of Tiandao Pavilion were a little embarrassed.

"You've called me junior sister, aren't you willing to help me?" Pingyang blinked his clear eyes, looking a little sad.

"I call you junior sister because I know that you and Senior Sister Chi are as close as sisters, so I call you junior sister and have no other meaning."

"Then you have to help me even more."

"But, I can't help... He doesn't agree, how can I force myself?"

"Why can't you force it?"

"..." The disciple of Tiandao Pavilion was speechless again, because he really didn't know how to answer this. He was afraid that people would say that he was too fierce and did not understand etiquette. However, if he said it lightly, Pingyang seemed to be completely unaware of it.

what to do?

The disciples of Tiandao Pavilion were in a dilemma and could only look at Mu Qingfeng.

"Let's start." Mu Qingfeng was a little helpless at this moment, but he couldn't just use Pingyang's temperament. After all, so many people were waiting.

"Okay, the second competition between Fuxi Valley and Lingyun Tower will start with Qingfeng against Pingyang, and now it starts!" After hearing Mu Qingfeng's words, the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion quickly breathed a sigh of relief and announced without saying a word.

"Hey... I'm not ready yet, how can you..."

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, Princess!"

Before Pingyang's voice could be completely dropped, Qingfeng had already moved, his body was as lightning as lightning, and a long sword like a hook in his hand slashed directly from the air.

It was a purple light falling from top to bottom.

The moment the purple light lit up, the air around it seemed to solidify, as if the whole world was filled with the purple light, and everyone's eyes were completely attracted by the purple light.

"The sun is rising, and purple air comes from the east, good mood and good swordsmanship!" Mu Qingfeng couldn't help but praise after seeing the purple light falling from the sky.

At this moment, a little golden light also lit up in the purple light. It was a little golden light that was picked up from bottom to top. It did not have the artistic conception of the purple light, but it was filled with a huge fierce aura.

A gun, called: Huolin!

"Huh? Pingyang didn't hide!"

"No, Your Highness, please dodge it!"

"This is Qingfeng's purple air silver hook!"

Seeing that the Huolin spear was approaching without retreating, the disciples of the sects around him were obviously shocked and immediately shouted loudly.

Qingfeng was also obviously stunned at this time.

However, I was only stunned for a moment, because, at the moment when the golden light touched the silver in his hand, a powerful force that was almost exaggerated was also attacked.

Fire-Lin Gun!

Among the ten most important treasures of the Great Xia Dynasty, it is called the gun with the strongest attack power!

With the powerful strength of Pingyang Holy Realm, Qingfeng really didn't even have time to react with this shot, and his whole body was picked up by a powerful fierce force.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Qingfeng's mouth, and his originally fierce face turned rosy at this moment, because the power that rushed into his body made his whole body feel a pain of being burned from the inside by the flames.

"You rushed over before you said it, isn't this bullying?" A crisp voice also sounded at this time.

Then, a fiery red figure rushed into the sky. The bright red 600-year-old flowers looked extremely bright under the sunlight. Coupled with the burning flames on the body, it was like an elf bathed in flames.

"Buzz!" A vibration sounded.

The red light that soared into the sky dyed the sky red. It was a kind of red color comparable to the setting sun, lit up from Pingyang and thrust the sky.

At the same time, a bright red character lit up on Pingyang's forehead, which was extremely complex, demonstrating the strength of her powerful Holy Realm.

"What?! You..." Qing Feng, who was thrown into the air, looked at this scene and made a very disbelief sound.

He wanted to say something else, but a red fire-in-spark had already stabbed down, and from top to bottom, stabbed into him like lightning.

"Pu Thorn!"

Qingfeng's arm holding the Silver Gou Jian had an extra blood hole, and blood splashed, making his hand holding the Silver Gou Jian unable to hold it any longer.

And this seemed not to be over. The moment the Silver Gate Sword blew away, he also saw one foot, one that fell to his face and stepped on his face.

"Boom!" Under the powerful impact, Qingfeng's body fell heavily to the ground without resistance, his face turned red and pale. Although his eyes were not closed, he stared as if it was filled with blood.

He wanted to stand up, but a little golden light had already arrived in front of him at this time, quietly staying at his throat, and his fierce aura made him unable to move at all.

"I heard that you fought with the Holy Realm powerhouse for 300 rounds a year ago, but you were undefeated?" Ping Yang looked at Qingfeng with clear eyes, and the corners of his mouth also raised slightly.

"..." Qingfeng's lips moved. He wanted to say yes, but for some reason, he felt completely speechless.

"Hahaha, needless to say, I know that you have lost, so you don't have to blame yourself too much, because it is not embarrassing to lose in the hands of this princess, hahaha... I won again, and won two games in a row, which is even better than Yan Xiu!" Pingyang did not wait for Qingfeng to speak anymore, and the willful laughter rang out directly, echoing on the zenith of Tianchan Mountain.

Qian Yu opened his eyes at this moment, looking at Pingyang, who was standing not far away with a bright smile on his face, and a touch of relief from her heart appeared on the corner of her mouth.

As for the disciples of the sects around, including Fuxi Valley, Yin and Yang Hall, and even Mu Qingfeng and Tiandao Pavilion disciples, they were completely confused at this moment.

"Win?!"

"Pingyang, did you win?"

"How did she win? Why is this happening?!"

No one can figure it out, because there is no possibility at all, so how can you win like this? Doesn’t Qingfeng have the advantage of being overwhelming?

unless……

In an instant, a thought flashed through everyone's minds.

However, when this thought flashed through everyone's faces completely changed. It was a kind of shock and incredible that came from the heart.
To be continued...