"It's interesting!" Ning Xin saw Qinling being chopped away by a knife, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She knew how strong Qinling was. Even if she was not necessarily a match for Qinling, Feng Qi's seemingly disorganized slashing hurt Qinling.

This is simply incredible.

Only what she just said, what big knife technique was, and it was just a mess. If it wasn't for fooling the dead rat, then Feng Qi was hiding his strength!

She even guessed that Feng Qi's attainment in swordsmanship might be even better than hers!!

Although she also felt it was unlikely, it was an indisputable fact that Qinling Mountains were cut off!

"I admit that I underestimated you!" Qin Ling wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, then looked at the spiritual sword in his hand, and saw that the sword of the spirit sword had been eroded by demonic energy. If it was not dealt with as soon as possible, the spiritual sword would be destroyed!!

But if she thought she would give up...

"Master, let me swallow that spirit sword!" The spirit of the Spirit-Devouring Demon Sword appeared, revealing the big cake face.

"Do your work well!" Feng Qi glared at Dao Ling, not daring to be careless at all.

Qin Ling suddenly put away the spiritual sword in his hand, and a green bamboo sword flew out from her eyebrows, making waves of sword sounds around her.

Ning Xin's pupils shrank slightly, and an incredible look appeared in her eyes, "Is that Cuizhu Sword? How could it be in the hands of Qinling Mountains!?"

"What green bamboo sword?"

"Yes, Senior Sister Ning, is that Cuizhu Sword very powerful?"

"The Cuizhu Sword is forged with ten thousand years of bamboo hearts. It was once the sword of a tutor of Qinglong Academy!" Ning Xin took a deep breath, "It's just that the tutor fell in a secret realm. Unexpectedly, Qinglong Academy actually handed over the Cuizhu Sword to Qinling!"

Several female disciples from the Zhuque Academy were a little confused, but they sounded very powerful!

"What is that?" Feng Qi saw the Cuizhu sword and thought it was very beautiful. It was a bit reluctant to say that it was a sword. If it was a work of art, it should be closer...

"The top-grade spiritual treasure!" The Spirit-Devouring Demon Sword said disdainful, "A broken bamboo, if I hadn't been able to unseal the seal, I would have cut it with one knife!"

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows, "What about untie the seal?"

"Open it for 55!" The Spirit-Devouring Demon Sword saw Feng Qi staring at it and hesitated for a while, "Six!"

Feng Qi didn't believe it, "Confirm?"

The big face of the Spirit-Devouring Demon Sword appeared again, "After all, I am an ancient demon soldier, can I give you some face?!"

"Then I believe you once!" After Feng Qi finished speaking, the spirit-devouring magic knife in his hand suddenly ignited a black flame, but this black flame is different from the flame.

The flames make people feel hot, but the black flames make people feel cold and weird!

Qinling slowly closed his eyes, and the green bamboo sword was even more green and flourishing, instantly turning into millions, making people unable to tell the difference between reality and reality. Among these countless sword shadows, only one sword is the real body!

Feng Qi stared at the Cuizhu Sword above the void, "What should I do?"

“Cut it!”

"This is the little magical power I just learned. If you can withstand this attack, I will admit defeat!" Qinling finished speaking, "Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

Hearing the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect", Xiao Hong frowned and looked at Yue Wuya.

"Qinling is the best sword cultivator I have ever seen!" Yue Wuya was a little proud, "Director Xiao, you said that Qinling was too murderous intent back then, so you refused her to join the Zhuque Academy. Do you regret it now?"

Xiao Hong just glanced at Yue Wuya coldly and said nothing.

This Wanjian Guizong is indeed a small magical power, but this magical power itself has the aura of killing. Now Qinling has learned this small magical power again. Even if he only understands a little bit of fur and is below the divine realm, even if he can block it, he may be injured!

What's more, Feng Qi's cultivation is far inferior to Qinling Mountains!

Even she could not judge what would happen if this sword fell.

"fall!"

Countless sword shadows fell and instantly swallowed Feng Qi!

Both the tutors and students of the four university governments held their breath at this moment and stared at the top of the ring.

"Swallow the sky!"

With a light shout, the terrifying black flames instantly enveloped the entire arena. The sword shadows were instantly swallowed by the black flames, and the spirit-devouring magic sword in Feng Qi's hand also swung out suddenly!

"when!"

The Cuizhu Sword was instantly cut off and flew out!

Cuizhu Sword was connected to Qinling's mind. At this time, Cuizhu Sword was damaged, and Qinling also bleeded blood. After taking a few steps, he knelt on one knee on the ground!

"This is impossible!"

At this time, Feng Qi was still standing there, looking at the Spirit-Devouring Demon Sword in his hand, "I really hit it!"

Sword Spirit, “….”

The knife that Feng Qi just waved just now had 70% of the luck component in it, and the remaining three layers were also lucky.

It also didn't expect that Feng Qi could really hit the real body of the spirit sword!

"Good job, I won this game and rewarded you with a chicken leg!" Feng Qi held the hilt of the knife with both hands and jumped up and fell towards Qinling Mountains!

As long as Qinling has not given up, the competition will not end!

There are only two results for the game. Either the opponent takes the initiative to admit defeat, or beat the opponent until he has no power to resist, he can win!

Qin Ling stood up, grabbed his broken spirit sword, made a provocation move, and collided with Feng Qi fiercely!

The Wan Jian Returning to the Sect just now consumed a lot of her spiritual power, but she guessed that the other party's realm was lower than her, and the consumption of the knife just now should be far better than her!

Feng Qi landed steadily, "Hey, didn't you just say that if I take your sword, would you take the initiative to admit defeat? Don't you want to cheat, right?"

When Qin Ling heard Feng Qi suddenly mention this matter, his face suddenly became hot.

But she would never agree to let her admit defeat like this.

"Can't afford to play?" Feng Qi curled his lips, "I thought you people from Qinglong Academy are really superior. Now it seems... it's not very good!"

"Stop talking so quickly!" Qin Ling shouted coldly, "I want me to admit defeat..."

Before Qin Ling could finish his words, Feng Qi's figure suddenly faded.

It's the afterimage!?

Before Qinling could make any moves, Feng Qi had already come behind her, swung the Spirit-Devouring Demon Sword in her hand, and used the wide blade body to slash Qinling's body!

This attack, Feng Qi, used the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna Prajna, but even so, Qinling flew out like a beast hitting it, and hit the barrier hard!

"puff!"

Qinling blew blood and his mind became drowsy.

"Tsk tsk tsk, are you dead?" Feng Qi shook his body to Qinling, raised his hand and patted her face.

This action completely angered everyone in Qinglong Academy!

On the other hand, the Zhuque Academy was already cheering. They just slapped on Qinling, and they seemed to hear the sound of bones being shattered!
Chapter completed!