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The blood-colored Red Lin sword was slashed on the judge's pen holder, and the iron judge's pen was slashed into two sections.

Yanshan Yuehu's mouth cracked and blood was soaring, as if he couldn't hold the pen, but he had no choice but to let the weapon fall off his hands.

The Red Sword continued to slash down, the sharp blade was only a few centimeters away from him, and he was about to split his head, and blood splattered on the spot.

At this moment, Feng Yunjie instantly felt confident and filled with countless flashes of thoughts.

If I cast this Kunlun Blood River Sword, even if Yu Yue faces it, he can kill it!

If I surpass Yu Yue, will Miss Jiang look at me more?

However, if I want to learn this Kunlun Blood River Sword, I must marry into the He family and marry someone else.

If I don't learn, I will have no chance to defeat Yu Yue...

He thought that he would definitely win at this point, but at the critical moment he had distracted his spirits and did not pay attention to the changes at the bottom of the sword.

Suddenly, my back hurt a severe pain, and I was hit hard on Dazhui acupoint. I realized it was too late. In an instant, my eyes were dark and tinnitus, my internal breath was dissipated, my qi was stagnant, my blood was stagnant, and my body was ineffective!

It turned out that Yan Shanyue had already awakened and predicted that she could not beat Feng Yunjie's Kunlun Blood River Sword. She seemed helpless to resist just now, but in fact she only used 60% of her strength and used the remaining 40% of her skillful use. Abandoning the pen was also calculated, in order to make the opponent underestimate the enemy.

As he expected, while Feng Yunjie was complacent and was neglected to prevent, he used his family's light skills and body skills, like a bird flying back, flying behind his opponent in an impossible posture, accidentally, using his finger instead of his pen, and hit his "Dazhui point" hard!

The thirty-sixth palace of Left Yong,

The swallow returns and fights to return on the moon.

The green flag blows in the morning,

The smoke from the furnace is filled with thousands of stacks of auspicious clouds.

Feng Yunjie fell heavily to the ground, his eyes widened, and he held the Chilin Sword tightly in his hand, but his internal energy had been dispersed, his body was out of control, and he could not get up for a long time.

After the moon in Yanshan fell, he knelt on one knee, his face turned pale, as if he needed to recover his energy because of the huge consumption of internal strength.

He closed his left eye and blood flowed out of his eyelids.

He breathed for a moment, gritted his teeth and stood up.

At this point, the winner has been decided.

Many people were stunned, as if they didn't understand how the winner suddenly reversed.

Slap sex...

At this moment, a slight applause sounded, breaking the silence of the whole room.

However, in the audience, a little girl under two years old patted her little slap to express her appreciation for the exciting competition and congratulations to the winner.

Then, people came to their senses one after another and began to applaud.

This was indeed a wonderful game, especially Yanshanyue's performance, which was breathtaking.

The Yan family has produced such a genius, and the glory of the Yan family in the capital can last for decades.

Seeing this result, the big guys on the platform closed their mouths one by one, not knowing what to say.

He Zhenshan took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

He Yanqing was very excited. If there were no people around him to stop him, she almost rushed to the stage.

Hong Renjie and Sun Zhijie looked at each other and both showed gloating smiles. Even if they married into the He family, they got Chilin and learned to learn Blood River, so what? They failed and were eliminated in the first game and stopped in front of the finals. I think you have any face to build on the Kunlun School?

The winner has been decided.

Yan Shanyue picked up the judge's pen that was broken into two pieces, stepped down, and quickly left with several Yan family guests.

Lin Ruoying looked at his back and saw a few strange rays of light flashing in his eyes.

Feng Yunjie was carried off the ring by someone, and was extremely embarrassed and lost all the face of the host.

Because the ring was destroyed and the tabletop needed to be replaced, I rested on the spot for ten minutes.

The labor and technology of the Kunlun School are pretty good, and the brand new countertop is quickly replaced.

The great elder of Kunlun Sect has also adjusted his emotions and announced loudly: "The second game - the dual representatives of the Qingcheng Sect and the Liu family in Rongcheng, against the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Tianshi Mansion, please welcome!"

Zhang Jiao was ready, so she jumped onto the stage, and her red clothes were fluttering, which made the men at the scene applaud.

Zhang Jiao was wearing red clothes and stood on the ring like a proud flamingo.

Today, her beautiful face is more charming, and her fair snowy skin is more radiant, just like the peach blossoms and cherry blossoms blooming in spring, delicate and radiant, light and lovely.

Jiang Rou couldn't help but praise: "Wow, Xiaojiao feels getting more and more beautiful!"

Yu Yue smiled and asked, "Teacher Jiang, do you want to be like her too?"

Jiang Rou said: "Not that. I will follow you to eat, drink and drink every day. My skin, complexion and spirit are obviously much better than before. There is no need to envy anyone. I am just curious. Since Xiaojiao became a warrior, she has become more and more beautiful. Has she practiced what kind of martial arts?

Su Murong was also very curious about this and pricked up his ears to listen.

Yu Yue smiled again, smiling meaningfully: "Although I know what skills she has practiced, I am really embarrassed to tell it out. After all, my daughter is still here, and I am afraid the impact is not good."

Su Murong suddenly understood and guessed that it should be a shameful technique, and he couldn't help but feel contempt for Zhang Jiao.

Jiang Rou is not a person in the martial arts world, she is still a monk - she is confused: "Ah, what does it mean?"

Three minutes passed, and there was still only Zhang Jiao in red on the ring.

Her opponent Zhang Qingyu has not appeared for a long time.

Everyone began to talk:

"What's going on?"

"Zhang Qingyu from Tianshi Mansion is also a seed player of this conference. He is in the third round, so there is no reason to give up the game. Could it be that something unexpected happened?"

"No, this is Kunlun Mountain, the ancestral land of the Kunlun School, and there are so many warriors here, what accidents can happen?"

"What if the people from the Demon Palace start to cause trouble?"

"Then the Demon Palace is too arrogant, right?"

"Anyway, no matter what, if Zhang Qingyu doesn't show up again, Zhang Jiao will be free from the battle and advance again. Is this a great luck?"

"Two rounds of free fight, go straight to the finals, are you lucky than the host?"

"you do not say!"

The great elder of the Kunlun Sect has begun to inquire about the competitors in the Tianshi Mansion.

The Tianshi Mansion was already in trouble. They could not find Zhang Qingyu early in the morning, and there was no news until now.

The leader was so anxious that he was crazy. If it weren't for the competition's regulations prohibiting the replacement of players in the last round, he would have wanted to go on stage to play.

After Kunlun Sect’s great elders consulted the Gaotai Group of Big Bosses, they announced: “I count down dozens of numbers. If the contestants from the Tianshi Mansion fail to appear within this period of time, then it will be considered abstention. Ten..."

The preparation table of the Tianshi Mansion started to wail.

The leader was furious and blamed the people in the Tianshi Mansion for not taking Zhang Qingyu well.

"Nine……"

"eight……"

"seven……"

Time passes minute by minute.

The audience's discussion grew louder and louder, almost overshadowing the countdown of the Great Elder.

The elder cleared his throat and counted in a louder voice:

"six……"

"five……"

Zhang Jiao looked at the distant mountains with her head raised, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Four……"

"three……"

Before the Great Elder's word "2" was expressed, a voice suddenly sounded: "Qingyu is here!"

The voice is clear and clear, like the sound of cranes in the sky, and it comes very quickly.

The first word seemed to be coming from a mountain, the second word was ten miles away, and the third word was seen moving. After saying the four words, a monk in blue had come to the stage, climbed the stage and stood opposite Zhang Jiao.

Everyone was amazed at it, with such a fast body movement and such a strong true energy!

Although he came from a distant mountain and crossed over a dozen miles, his body movements were fast, but he could transmit his voice from afar, and his cultivation of internal energy should not be underestimated.

The leader of the Tianshi Mansion saw that Zhang Qingyu was wearing a blue dress and was extremely elegant and combed with a meticulous bun on the back of his head. It seemed nothing serious except that his face was a little unnatural and pale. He wanted to curse people, but finally he didn't curse it. He thought, it would be fine if he came, and it would be fine if he was fine.

He bowed to several big men on the platform and the great elder of Kunlun Sect and said, "Zhang Qingyu of the Tianshi Mansion is here and requests to start the game normally!"
Chapter completed!