Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 79 Blinking Needle

The male cultivator didn't talk nonsense. He raised his hand and shot a light of ink, but it was a dark chain. It met the Leng Yue Han Bing Sword in the air and became entangled.

Liu Qinghuan manipulated the Lengyue Frost Sword with his divine sense, blocking the snake-like chain, and flicked two fingers of his right hand at the same time!
The battle platform was only twenty feet in size, and the blink of an eye needle flashed, and it only took a breath to reach the male cultivator.

Although the male cultivator was fully controlling the chains in the air, he kept an eye on Liu Qinghuan's movements and was always on guard.Now that the blinking needle is so fast, I can't help but be horrified!He had no time to hide, so he had to madly input spiritual power into the spiritual power hood, only to see that the spiritual light on his body was prosperous, and the spiritual power hood was thickened by three points.

Liu Qinghuan's face was expressionless, two fingers flicked again, and two blinking needles flashed at the same time.

The two layers of protection of the male cultivator were instantly penetrated by the power of the three blinking needles, reaching the eyebrows!

There was an uproar downstairs!
With a satisfied move, Liu Qinghuan returned to his sleeve at three o'clock.

In the past, his cultivation base was low, and he always used the weak to fight the strong. The blinking needle could only be used for the most critical blow.Now that the cultivation base is high, and it is of the same rank, the blinking needle can finally exert the sharpness of its top-quality magic weapon, and Liu Qinghuan has won two competitions at an extremely fast speed.

The next person to appear on the stage was a thin-faced male cultivator with a ninth-level qi practice. As soon as he came on stage, he looked at Liu Qinghuan and sneered: "Junior brother's flying needles are so powerful, but I don't know if they can break my five dragon flags! "Raising his hand, he raised a black banner and guarded it in front of him.

With an unpleasant scream, a long snake composed of black gas sprang out from the five dragon flags, bending and swimming like a black dragon, majestic.It jumped into the air, opened its big mouth and screamed at Liu Qinghuan, bringing a gust of wind.

Liu Qinghuan's brows were slightly wrinkled, and a gravity technique under her feet resisted the wind.At the same time, he took out a bone fan and swung it. The bone fan broke down into several bone spurs and shot at the black air long snake.

The black air long snake shook its head in the air, trying to avoid the bone spur, but it was huge, and no matter how to avoid it, it couldn't avoid the bone spur.

"Puff puff!" Several holes the size of the mouth of a bowl appeared on the black gas long snake, but it only shook its body, and those holes were filled with black again, only slightly thinner.It wagged its tail and rushed towards Liu Qinghuan.

Liu Qinghuan's hurricane boots flashed with inspiration, and he quickly stepped back. At the same time, he threw his clothes, and nine blinking needles came out. With several bone spurs, he danced wildly around the black gas long snake. Soon the long snake was riddled with holes. Air leaks everywhere.In the end, it couldn't maintain its form, and it turned into wisps of black gas and dissipated.

The middle-aged base-building cultivator guarding the platform glanced at Liu Qinghuan in surprise. There were quite a few qi-training disciples who could control two attacking instruments at the same time, but not many were able to control two complete sets of attacking instruments at the same time.It is only because the complete set of instruments has higher and more precise requirements for divine consciousness.

The thin male cultivator was shocked when he saw the bone spurs and flying needles salvo shooting towards him. He quickly pinched his hands, the five dragon flags swelled and became bigger, and the thick black sprayed out, covering his whole body.

To the even more surprise of the middle-aged base-building cultivator, Liu Qinghuan summoned the Lengyue Frost Sword again, and the three magic weapons slashed and slashed frantically around the black air!
Only then did the onlookers in the audience react. Some people didn't believe their eyes and asked the people next to them, "Is he manipulating three attacking instruments at the same time?"

The person next to him nodded with an unbelievable expression and asked back, "Can you manipulate three pieces at the same time?"

"What a joke! Another three, even if it's two, it's not easy to achieve fine control and smooth operation!"

The two looked at each other, and one of them muttered, "How strong is this person's consciousness?!"

Liu Qinghuan didn't know how strong his consciousness was. He only knew that when he practiced the third level of Qi, he could use several vine techniques in one go.As for the limit, he hasn't tested it yet.

However, it was the first time he tried to manipulate three attacking instruments at the same time, and he felt that he still had some spare energy.

The skinny male cultivator finally couldn't resist surrendering in such a frenzied bombardment, but his five-dragon banner turned into a piece of rotten cloth and was completely useless.

He glared at Liu Qinghuan angrily when he stepped down: "Junior Brother Liu, right? I remember you!"

Liu Qinghuan smiled and put it aside.

After he stepped down, a bright and attractive woman flew up from the stage, gave Liu Qinghuan a generous salute, and said crisply: "Senior Brother Liu, the little girl is Qi Yuzhu from Mingyue Pavilion. Be merciful."

Liu Qinghuan returned the gift, but did not express his position.

The woman took out two fans, waved them gently, and brought out several fluttering spiritual flowers, and when they turned, the colorful spiritual flowers were flying all over the sky.

Liu Qinghuan didn't dare to be careless and took precautions, but found that those spirit flowers were really just spirit flowers, they just looked good.And the sword energy that the opponent stabbed was also soft and lacking in spirit.

Liu Qinghuan frowned, seeing Qi Yuzhu dancing on the stage like a dance, her graceful figure like a goddess descending to earth, which attracted cheers from the male cultivators under the stage.

He glanced at the audience, and it was not easy to end this performance-like competition with a sword, so he endured his temper and just took a break.

Qi Yuzhu danced all over the place, and kept hitting Liu Qinghuan with a string of sword energy like a spirit flower.But seeing Liu Qinghuan just flicking his sleeves, he turned the sword qi away.

A sly look flashed in her eyes, she turned around again, turned around again, and flicked her fans!A cold and transparent sword energy instantly rushed towards Liu Qinghuan.

But she didn't want the other party to just glance at her, and with a wave of her right hand, the sword qi dissipated like a gust of wind.

Qi Yuzhu was unwilling, and the next sword qi became more and more fierce, changing the previous soft situation, and there was a trend of getting stronger and stronger.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?Liu Qinghuan was slightly surprised. If it was placed in the battle of life and death outside, a moment would be the difference between life and death.If this sword technique requires such a long preparation, it will be a big loss.But it could also be that Qi Yuzhu did this on purpose.

Liu Qinghuan continued to drag on impatiently. There were too many changes in the competition field. No one had one or two means of betting on the bottom of the box. Besides, this was only the fourth competition. He didn't want to waste too much spiritual power.

With a deep chill, the Leng Yue Han Bing Sword shattered the shadows of the sky and smashed it with one sword!

As Liu Qinghuan's offensive suddenly intensified, Qi Yuzhu could no longer maintain the good-looking posture before, and was in a hurry.

She clenched her teeth lightly, turned sharply, and the fan in her hand slammed out, flung it into the sky like a spinning wind wheel, and shot out several sword qi, each of which was as white as electricity.

Liu Qinghuan moved quickly, and nine blinking needles flew out of his sleeves, approaching Qi Yuzhu's face.

In the next two games, the opponents were not too strong, and Liu Qinghuan won them quickly. No one was on the field for a while, and he hurriedly sat down to recover his spiritual power.

Offstage is another scene.

"Whoever has an iron armor or protective amulet, lend me one. I'm Gao Xiaozhong from Tianxingfeng. I will borrow one and return two!" shouted loudly.

Someone who knew him laughed and said, "Senior Brother Gao Xiaozhong, what are you doing?"

"Hey, isn't it my turn to play right now?" Gao Xiaozhong said with a sullen face: "The flying needle on the stage is too powerful, and I don't have enough defensive measures, so I'm just going to borrow it from my senior brothers temporarily. Junior Brother Chen, do you have?"

(End of this chapter)