"!!!" Before the people from the upper world could react, they saw Qing Yuanyi being defeated by Jian Shaoshang without any ability to fight back. They were all shocked and speechless. Come.

On the contrary, there were cheers one after another from the other side of the Sifang City wall.

"Master Jian is really awesome."

"That's right." Shen Canglang said proudly: "Those who carry swords never disappoint people."

"The Seventh Son of the Holy Court is worthy of being the people closest to the co-lord. They are indeed extraordinary."

"Best of three games, we won the first game. Next, we only need to win one more game to make those people swear an oath."

Sifangcheng and others were full of confidence, with bright smiles on their faces.

The people who came from the upper world finally came to their senses at this time. They all looked at Qing Yuanyi with sullen faces and coldly snorted: "Trash."

"What young prodigy is the fastest? Bah, even the natives can't beat him!"

Everyone's faces were ugly.

"If we lose this round, we must win the next two matches."

Beside the jihad platform, Sword Master Shang's long sword automatically resheathed, his body suspended in the void, looking at Qing Yuanyi who fell on the ground, he said slowly: "Promise."

There was blood on the corners of Qing Yuanyi's lips, and they twitched uncontrollably. She stood up without saying a word and returned to the crowd in the upper world.

"Sorry." His expression was no longer as confident and unruly as before. There was a layer of gloom between his eyebrows, and he said hoarsely: "I failed."

Next to me, I remembered the continuous accusations and curses.

However, there are some sensible people among these people. Qin Xu is good at breaking formations and observing subtle things. He whispered: "It's not your fault."

Everyone looked at Qin Xu angrily.

Qin Xu said: "That sword cultivator uses the power of space. It's normal that you are no match for him."

"The power of space?"

Everyone who came from the upper world was shocked. "How can it be?"

"How can anyone comprehend the power of space in this inferior world?"

Fan Cangyan also spoke: "It is indeed the power of space. The artistic conception of the wind is indeed very fast, but in front of space, it is not enough. Qing Yuanyi's defeat in this battle is not his fault alone. It is because we did not choose the right person."

"It seems that although this Lingwu Continent is an inferior world, it cannot be underestimated by us. I hope that in the future, you can take every opponent seriously, and if you have a trump card, don't be stingy about using it."

The power of space was too fast, and Qing Yuanyi lost almost without using anything, and naturally he didn't show his trump card.

They are still reviewing themselves.

On the other side, after Jian Shaoshang returned to the city wall, Song Linglong looked calm and walked leisurely from the wall of Sifang City to the direction of the Holy War Platform.

She didn't fly, she took one step at a time, her steps were elegant and firm. There was nothing under her feet, but she was walking on flat ground. Only after she left, a faint golden halo appeared in the void under her feet. .

It was the first time for many forces on the Lingwu Continent to see Song Linglong in such grace.

"As expected of the co-master's senior sister, it seems that the old saying is true, those who travel with excellent people must be equally excellent people."

Everyone nodded silently.

The people who came from the upper world no longer looked down upon the people of Lingwu Continent.

Especially after seeing Song Linglong, everyone noticed that she had an outstanding temperament and extraordinary aura. They vaguely felt that her charm was slightly familiar, as if they had seen her somewhere.

Song Linglong quickly walked to the holy war platform. Her beautiful eyes looked in the direction of the people in the upper world with a smile: "Everyone, do you want to lose without a fight?"

Among the people in the upper world, Qin Xu said: "I saw this person presiding over others to control the formation. I'm afraid this woman is good at formations and runes. There may be something wrong with the person we chose before."

"I'll go."

A voice rang out, and everyone looked and saw that she was also a woman, dressed in white, with an aura of arrogance and indifference, and a silver flower on her forehead, making her look like a frost queen.

"It's her, Leng Shilan, who was born in Wangyue Valley. It is said that she is extremely good at spiritual attacks. Among them, the Frost Moon Eyes unique to Wangyue Valley can see through all the flaws in the barriers and runes. It is really suitable for her to take action." ( End of this chapter)

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