"Lianji, the magic that Wang Xiaoqiang used just now was a bit strange. If I guessed correctly, he should have two swords in his hand..." Huang Ce spoke slowly and said to Lianji.

"Yes, there are two swords, two illusory swords, one Yin and one Yang, the Yin sword is soft, the Yang sword is strong, the two swords are combined, and it is extremely powerful and impeccable!" Lian Ji analyzed, "This sword technique is a bit similar to the Yin and Yang sword technique, but it is not Yin and Yang sword technique, and it is ten times stronger than the Yin and Yang sword technique..."

"Well, this Wang Xiaoqiang is very good!" Huang Ce praised excitedly.

"Father, where is this Wang Xiaoqiang's origin? A guy without spiritual roots and his cultivation level is so low, how could he have so many magical tricks? Should I check his details?" Princess Huashao said.

"It's too early to say this now. Let's see how he performs tomorrow!" Huang Ce said.

...

Below.

Under the ring No. 2, applause was thunderous.

Wang Xiaoqiang walked off the arena with applause and walked towards the main stage.

The abortion separated by themselves, making way for him.

The senior officials and eight princes sitting behind the main office focused their eyes on Wang Xiaoqiang at this time, and their eyes were filled with appreciation.

One of the deacons awarded Wang Xiaoqiang a banner, and then said to Wang Xiaoqiang, "Wang Xiaoqiang, you have advanced to the semi-finals, come here tomorrow to participate in the finals..."

Wang Xiaoqiang took the banner, without any excitement, but just glanced lightly, then threw it into the Sumeru Ring, and said to the deacon, "I understand."

After saying that, he glanced up and saw that the other three are fighting on the other three arenas, obviously not over yet. So he walked towards the arena where An Miaoyi was.

Wang Xiaoqiang's indifferent attitude made the senior officials and the princes a little unhappy, but seeing Wang Xiaoqiang's neither arrogant nor humble appearance, he secretly admired his calm mind.

On the 1st arena, An Miaoyi was holding a folding fan magic weapon in her hand and fought with a male cultivator endlessly.

The male cultivator was in his thirties and had a sixth-level body of the Immortal Lord. He held a magic weapon in his hand.

An Miaoyi's fifth-level immortal master's cultivation level is one level lower than that of the male cultivator, but this male cultivator has been in a passive state of being beaten.

Because the folding fan magic weapon in An Miaoyi's hand was too powerful, and she seemed to be wearing some kind of defensive treasure garment. The opponent's long spear magic weapon hit her without any hindrance.

On the other hand, the strong man with the sixth level of the Immortal Lord was actually in a mess with her fifth level of the Immortal Lord.

"Go!" An Miaoyi waved the folding fan in her hand. Suddenly, an illusory stone flew out of the fan. The stone rose when it saw the wind. It instantly turned into a mountain, pressing towards the powerful man with the sixth level of the Immortal Lord.

"Ah, that's a mountain fan!" Someone from the audience exclaimed.

"The mountain water fan is in hand. No more invincible!" Someone sighed and said, "No wonder An Miaoyi is capable of suppressing the sixth level of the Immortal Lord. It turns out that she is holding a mountain water fan..."

...

Although it was just an illusory mountain, it still made the cultivator with the sixth level of the Immortal Lord feel a fatal oppression, and a huge fear appeared on his face. If he could not take the other party's move, he would definitely be pressed into a meat pie by the mountain.

"Break it for me!"

The sixth-level cultivator of the Immortal Lord looked shaking and gritted his teeth and shouted. Suddenly, his spear magic weapon broke open, and a small spear appeared inside. The spear was red all over, with a strong bloody aura...

It was a gun shot.

And it was a bloody gun.

Among the magic weapons are blood spears, blood swords, and other bloody magic weapons.

These blood-natured magic weapons are refined by the essence and blood in the cultivator's body, which is the so-called blood refining method.

Blood refining is usually a common technique used by casual cultivators, which is not ashamed of orthodox practitioners, but there are also some orthodox practitioners who practice secretly.

For example, this strong man with the sixth level of immortal master, his long spear magic weapon outside is just a layer of disguise. The real magic weapon is this blood gun, which was refined by him using his essence and blood sacrifice.

He usually doesn't take it out and uses it, and he will only take it out when his life is at stake.

Things that are refined with blood will carry extremely fierce aura, and their power is several times stronger than ordinary magic weapons.

After the blood spear was revealed, it rotated rapidly with unparalleled evil spirits, and rushed upwards towards the pressing illusory mountain peak.

The next moment...

boom!!

The blood gun collided with the illusory mountain peaks, making a shocking sound, and a powerful anti-shock wave radiated in all directions with two magic weapons as the center.

During the powerful anti-shock, An Miaoyi took three steps in a row, and a bloodstained from the corner of her mouth. The cultivator with the sixth level of the Immortal Lord was directly knocked out, his body drew an arc in the air and hit the ground heavily under the ring. Blood was squirting from his mouth, and his body thrust a few times before fainting.

At this time, two cultivators quickly walked over, squatted in front of him, raised his mouth, stuffed a handful of red pills into his mouth, and then put him into the storage ring.

On the ring, An Miaoyi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her white fingers, then closed the magic weapon of Shanshui Fan, and jumped off the ring with the tide of applause.

But the place where she jumped was where Wang Xiaoqiang stood.

Seeing An Miaoyi jumping off, everyone quickly gave way to her, but Wang Xiaoqiang did not realize that he would give way.

An Miaoyi saw that everyone was dodging away. Wang Xiaoqiang did not dodge. Not only did he not dodge, but his eyes were staring at himself without any care.

Seeing this situation, An Miaoyi rushed upwards, raised her eyebrows, glared at her beautiful eyes, and shouted "Get out!"

Wang Xiaoqiang dodged away and cursed in his heart, "Is he having menstruation so much? "

An Miaoyi took two steps and suddenly turned around, staring at Wang Xiaoqiang with beautiful eyes.

Wang Xiaoqiang's heart thumped, "I'm not right?" I just cursed in my heart. She probably couldn't hear it?"

Just when Wang Xiaoqiang was nervous, An Miaoyi stared at Wang Xiaoqiang with a look of surprise and asked, "You, why aren't you dead?"

Wang Xiaoqiang became angry when he heard this. He thought that the prince’s daughter could not curse people like this, right? He glared at him and said, “What do you mean? Will I be cursed to death?”

"You won this game?" An Miaoyi asked again.

"Nonsense, Hu Hanjiang and I are fighting for life and death. If I lose, I can still stand here." Wang Xiaoqiang gave An Miaoyi a blank look, then turned around and walked away.

An Miaoyi stagnated for a moment, curled her lips depressedly, and then stared at Wang Xiaoqiang's eyes with a surprised and suspicious look, then turned around and walked away.

Wang Xiaoqiang walked towards the No. 3 ring.

As the saying goes, only by knowing what you already know is the enemy can you win every battle. Wang Xiaoqiang needs to understand the situation of his opponent and prepare for tomorrow's ranking competition.

On the 3rd arena, Leng Qingqiu is fighting with a male cultivator.

Leng Qingqiu Xianzun has the sixth level of cultivation, and the male cultivator is also the sixth level of cultivation, and the two are equally matched.

It is precisely because these two people have equal cultivation levels that they have been fighting endlessly. The winner cannot be decided for a while.

Leng Qingqiu’s magic weapon is an immortal sword. Those who know Leng Qingqiu also know that this immortal sword is called Wuqing.

Ruthless Sword. Cold and ruthless.

The sword body is as blue as autumn water, shining with cold light.

The magic weapon of the male cultivator was a golden ring.

boom!

Just as Wang Xiaoqiang had just walked down the stage, a loud noise came from the stage. Leng Qingqiu's ruthless sword collided with the other party's golden ring, making a sonorous sound, and each bounced away.

The long-term struggle made the male cultivator look a little anxious. At this time, he used a killer move and used a move to pull the golden circle magic weapon into his hand.

Hold the ring in your left hand, hold it high above the top, pinch a magic trick with your right hand, and wave it on the golden ring.

Suddenly the golden ring buzzed and then became bigger. The fog was rippling behind the golden ring. Then a roar sounded, and a beast that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, or a snake but not a snake jumped out of the golden ring.

"Ring of Ten Thousand Beasts!" Someone from the audience screamed in surprise.

After hearing the three words "Ten Thousand Beasts Ring", everyone was moved.

The Ring of Ten Thousand Beasts is a well-known magic weapon in the fairy world.

The ring of thousands of beasts can be a phantom beast.

If your cultivation is deep enough, you can transform into ten thousand beasts at the same time.

However, to achieve this, at least you must be at the Immortal Emperor realm. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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