Xiandao Linglong

On the Ning family's fighting arena, the two men were on the verge of a fight, their purple swords and silver spears facing each other!

Jing Shu suddenly jumped out, gathering strength in the air to strike, and the silver spear light stabbed straight at Qi Yun, but Qi Yun suddenly retracted his sword from his original attacking posture, and then the sword body was tilted, and the spear stabbed along the sword body.

As Qi Yun drew back his body and swung his sword, the blade was about to hit Jingshu's waist. In desperation, Jingshu turned around and kicked the end of the gun. As the gun swung downward, it cleverly hit the attacking sword.

As Jingshu landed on the ground, she tapped the wooden platform with her toes, turned around and stabbed Qi Yun with a gun, catching her off guard. Unfortunately, the gun did not hit the vital part, but only scratched her arm.

"Boy! It's not over yet! Take another move from me, the Purple Thunder Sword Rain!" Qi Yun's clear voice like a silver bell rang out from the stage.

When Jingshu stood up and turned around, she did not see her figure on the arena. She subconsciously looked up into the sky, only to see Qi Yun's body covered with purple spiritual swords.

As Qi Yun thrust his sword, countless sword rains fell rapidly, with arcs of lightning flashing and crackling between the sword rains, making everyone in the audience break out in cold sweats!

But Jingshu smiled indifferently, and then the spear disappeared from her hand. Her fingers moved flexibly in front of her, forming a strange formation.

As his hands separated to the left and right, the magic circle in his palms instantly covered his whole body. No matter how much sword rain blew at him, he was always blocked outside his body by the magic circle, which made everyone stunned!

"Mountaneous Formation? Who are you?" Qi Yun exclaimed.

Jingshu did not answer Qi Yun's question, but took advantage of her moment of surprise to move forward and kick her with a whip kick.

Fortunately, Qi Yun recovered from her shock in time and raised her arms to take two kicks. Looking at her thin arms and legs, she only felt the force of the whip kick when it actually hit her body. She almost got kicked out of the arena. Fortunately, the long sword stabbed on the wooden platform and she managed to control her body!

"Come again!"

Qi Yun roared and stood up and rushed forward again. This time, he put aside all his thoughts, raised his sword and swung it down, and a series of sword moves flowed like flowing water, forcing Jing Shu to barely defend herself.

"I underestimated you!" Jingshu raised her spear and took the opportunity to create some distance, and the advantage of the spear was once again reflected.

But how could Qi Yun not know that in a duel on such a small arena, a spear has more advantages than a sword. Seeing her retreat, he immediately followed her again and found the right opportunity to get closer to her so that she could not extend her spear.

Seeing a flaw behind Jingshu, he suddenly turned his body nimbly, gathered strength with his left hand and struck out, his palm surrounded by golden light suddenly slapping Jingshu's back.

"Golden Seal Demon-Suppressing Palm!"

"puff!"

As the palm wind fell, Jingshu's body flew out, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and hit the wooden pillars around her heavily.

On the other hand, Qi Yun was not much better. When she thought she had seized the opportunity to strike with all her strength, she didn't know that this was also a flaw that Jing Shu deliberately revealed to her.

At the same time as this palm hit Jingshu, Jingshu raised her leg and kicked at an extremely unusual angle, directly kicking Qi Yun on the chin.

Qi Yun's mind suddenly went blank, his body swayed, and everything he saw was blurry and blurry, making it impossible to tell the direction or target!

"stop fighting!"

Ye Qi looked at the tragic situation on the field and shouted hurriedly.

"Shut up!" Jing Shu and Qi Yun shouted at Ye Qi in unison.

"I want to see how long you can hold on after being hit by my Golden Seal Demon-Suppressing Palm!" Qi Yun said confidently as he saw a trace of blood flowing from the corner of the mouth of the person in front of him.

"Today I will show you what the real...Golden Seal Demon-Suppressing Palm is!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Jingshu raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and then her palm print changed, and a golden spiritual energy spread out from her palm. The concentration of this spiritual energy far exceeded Qi Yun's faint golden light.

Then, under her astonished gaze, he pushed out a palm, and a huge golden palm print slapped towards Qi Yun at an extremely fast speed.

"How...how is this possible...brother, help me!"

This extremely deadly sense of oppression left Qi Yun with no hope of resistance, and his expression gradually changed from surprise to fear as the palm print got closer.

But at this moment, he no longer had the confidence he had before. He involuntarily put his arms in front of him, looked at the palm print getting closer and closer, and shouted for help.

"Give me some face and stop it!"

A steady voice sounded from the audience, and then he just lightly swiped his sword with his finger, and a burst of spiritual energy shattered Jingshu's Golden Seal Demon-Suppressing Palm!

"Bah! How much is your face worth?" Jing Shu looked at the man who suddenly walked onto the stage and stood in front of Qi Yun, and scolded him with disdain.

"Brother Mo Yang! Kill her!" Qi Yun felt much more confident now that he had someone to back him up.

"Do you really think that I can't kill you just because a pretty boy stands up for you?"

Jingshu watched the other party come on stage one after another, and her already irritable mood became even more unhappy. After beating her brother, a sister came, and after beating her sister, a pretty boy came. He was not curvy, and I really don't know if this man is blind!

"You..." This sentence left Qi Yun speechless.

"Boy, you must be responsible for what you say! You stole the secret manuals of various martial arts schools. Today, I will capture you and bring you back to face the punishment!"

The pretty boy immediately put a huge accusation on Jingshu. Seeing the murderous intent in his eyes, he knew that today would not end well!

"You, the self-proclaimed righteous and upright sects, are ganging up on others and bullying them here. Do you have the nerve to do that?"

Ye Qi watched Jing Shu being exhausted by the attacks from others, and now she was accused of stealing the secret manual of martial arts. He thought that her behavior was too ugly, so he immediately retorted.

The head of the Ning family, who was standing by, saw that the atmosphere was tense and was afraid that someone would die if they were not careful. Seeing that Jingshu and Ye Qi were outnumbered, he wanted to mediate, but after thinking about it, he didn't dare to get involved in this mess.

After all, the Qi family, which had a disciple from the Qiongyang Sect, was not a family she could afford to offend. What's more, Qi Yun and his senior brother were using the behemoth Qiongyang Sect to frame Jingshu.

"Daddy! Please save Brother Baicai!" Ning Wanqing ran to her father and shook Ning Cheng's arm and said coquettishly.

"Qing'er! This is no longer something our Ning family can interfere with. Stop talking nonsense!"

Ning Cheng reluctantly stopped Ning Wanqing from saying those words that might easily offend the Qiongyang Sect. He slammed the handle of the chair with his palm, and finally compromised and bowed his head!

"As for the matter between the Qi and Ning families, that kid lost because he was incompetent. But now I'm talking about you stealing the Qiongyang Sect and Longhu Mountain's martial arts secrets. Today, I will definitely bring you to justice!"