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The first thousand and thirty-six chapters hurt others

"Being hurts oneself first." "Yao Song" frowned.

"It's the Su family's 'Xuanzhi Sword'..." Tao Rong'er whispered, "Getting the energy of the meridians and turning qi into a sword in your body. As you see, it is indeed a secret technique to hurt others and hurt yourself first, but its power is very domineering."

"Why do you have to do this?" "Yao Song's clone" frowned again, "Waring others first hurts yourself. After a long time, it will definitely turn into a Taoist injury, which is not worth the loss!"

"You're wrong about this." Tao Rong'er smiled slightly and said, "The sword magic power of the Xuanzhi was created by Fairy Su Xin of Xuanyuan Palace, and Su Qi is the descendant of the Su Xin family."

"People in the world think that practicing this secret technique that hurts others and yourself first will damage the foundation, and over time it may also lead to Dao injury, but they do not know that this is the mystery of the sword power of the mysterious vein."

"I don't understand..." "Yao Song" looked at Tao Rong'er in confusion.

"In the early stage of practicing the 'Sword of Mysterious Vein', self-harm is essential, because this secret technique is indeed domineering, but once you get on the right track, the so-called self-harm sword energy in your body will become a secret method to temper bone meridians."

"For example, your own bones and meridians are like scrap iron, and the self-injured sword energy is like an iron hammer. Only after thousands of hammers can you cast steel and iron bones. In this regard, the body refining technique has the same effect."

"So that's it." A hint of enlightenment flashed in the eyes of "Yao Song's clone", and he couldn't help but look at him on the battle stage again.

"Thunder Sword!"

Hao He's thunder sword is dazzling and powerful.

"The Sword of the Mysterious Vein!"

At the same time, Su Qi pointed out the sword of the Xuan Vein, the sword light was roaring, and the sword energy was everywhere.

With two light shouts, Hao He and Su Qi had already emitted unparalleled sword energy at the same time.

'boom……'

Under the attention of everyone, the two swords collided, and the dazzling light burst out immediately, and it was difficult to tell the difference for a moment.

"Su Qi's mysterious vein sword actually blocked Hehe's Thunder Sword. It's really not simple." There were surprises everywhere. You should know that Hehe's strength is far above Su Qi, and he has no upper hand in confrontation.

"The power of the Xuan Vein Sword is indeed not weak, but that boy Su Qi should not feel good!" Someone had already looked at Su Qi and saw that the corners of Su Qi's mouth had already spilled out of blood.

"Being hurts yourself first, this secret technique has too many disadvantages." The elder of the Xuanyuan family shook his head while stroking his beard.

"The sword of the Xuan Vein is indeed extraordinary." "Yao Song's clone" couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

You know, Su Qi's strength is far inferior to Hao He, but he is not inferior to that of the secret technique. This has already shown one problem, that is, the power of the Xuan Vein Sword is definitely better than that of the Ben Lei Sword.

"Zheng!"

Amid the discussion, Hao He's thunder sword shone with thunder, gaining the upper hand and crushing Su Qi's sword of the mysterious vein.

"puff!"

Blood rose, and Su Qi's body was penetrated on the spot and fell off the battle stage.

"Senior Brother..." "Yao Song's clone" hurriedly stood up and brought the seriously injured Su Qi back.

"Lingxiao Pavilion, Hao He, win!"

Guan Lin, the elder of Lingxiao Pavilion, jumped onto the battle stage, and his voice announced the result with a loud voice.

Then, Guan Lin did not forget to take a joking look at the direction of the crowd in Xuanyu Pavilion.

"Xuanyu Pavilion has lost three games." Many forces from all sides also cast pity on Xuan Tianfeng and the others.

"Oh... these are only three games, and there are four games behind." The elder Xuanyuan Guangyuan, who was talking and talking, sighed.

"Nine people participated in the competition, and seven of them were beaten in the first round of knockout round. Xuanyu Pavilion may not be able to hold on to the finals and will be wiped out."

"well……"

Feeling the pity and mocking eyes from all over the world, Xuan Tianfeng and the others could only sigh helplessly.

"Quyun from Lingxiao Pavilion, Yunlong from Xuanyu Pavilion, go on stage to showdown."

On the battle stage, Guan Lin's words rang out again.

As soon as these words came out, the discussion was instantly annihilated. A bright light flashed in the eyes of everyone in the audience except the Lingxiao Pavilion.

Even the old man Yang Ling, who was holding his hands and leaning on the seat, sat upright slightly, and the people next to him suddenly opened their eyes.

"The body of heavenly favor must be amazed everywhere." Xiao Ran, who was on the high seat, glanced at the crowd around him with playful thought.

Qu Yun's clothes fluttered, and he flew up like a fairy who was as good as the earth.

Under the attention of everyone, Qu Yun raised his jade feet lightly and stepped down, and was already on the battle stage.

"No one can match this body technique alone, the disciples who are personally passed down by the 'Three Pavilions' and true disciples." Surprised voices from all directions came one after another.

‘Yao Song’ looked at Qu Yun and his eyes narrowed slightly.

However, what surprised him was that he could not see through Qu Yun. She seemed to have a mysterious power that could not even see through her. Even his "mind reading technique" and "spiritual eye technique" could not be seen through.

"Yao Song's clone" couldn't help but frown. Although there was no fluctuation of true energy on Qu Yun's body, he could really feel the pressure.

Quyun is unfathomable, mysterious and powerful.

Compared to him, Ye Fei, Xin An and Long Feier and others beside him frowned.

"Even if I am at the peak, I am still far inferior to her." Ye Fei was the first to speak.

"It's obviously a person, why do I feel like a mountain? It makes me feel a little breathless." Long Feier said with a frown.

"I see her like a secluded abyss, bottomless." Xin An couldn't help but say.

"Looking at the disciples of the three sects, I'm afraid no one is her opponent." Su Qi, with a pale face, said with a serious expression.

"Very strong, outrageous."

Of course, the person with the ugly face here is Yun Long, because he is only at the early stage of the third-level Yuan Dan, while Qu Yun is already at the late stage of the third-level Yuan Dan.

The gap in cultivation is huge difference in strength.

"Go and try it!" Xuan Tianfeng glanced at Yun Long.

Although timid, Yunlong nodded, slowly got up, and jumped onto the battle stage with his teeth.

"Huh... This girl in the body of Tiansheng belongs to the body of Xuanling..."

"Yun Sheng, tell me, that little kid named Yunlong can last for several rounds in the hands of the Xuanling Body." Su Xin, who was in the void, said with interest.

"That's it!" The old drunkard Yun Sheng gently stroked his beard, pondered for a moment before saying, "At least three rounds! At the least, he can hold on for two rounds. A true disciple cannot be defeated in one round!"

"Then what if we bet, I bet he can't last a round."

"I'll bet three rounds."

When the two were teasing, Yun Long on the battle stage had already taken out his sword with a clang, and his eyebrows were filled with spiritual light, summoning his natal spiritual weapon together.

Even so, his palms were still sweating.

Looking at Qu Yun opposite him, his expression was indifferent and he didn't say a word. He just moved slightly and sat cross-legged in the void less than ten feet away from the ground. He gently brushed his jade hand and took out a guzheng.

"During the battle stage, do you want to play the guzheng to help you enjoy it?"

Qu Yun's move surprised the audience.

"Zhen..."

When everyone was surprised, Qu Yunyu's hand gently brushed the strings of the zither.

Then, the sound of the zither sounded and it seemed to come from the sky.

The jade fingers are light, plucking the strings of the zither, and the song clouds are like fairies, moving the Nine Nether Fairy Song.

There are no other noises here, only the sound of the guzheng...
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