my goddess school flower

Seeing this, Long Xingkong was taken aback. He didn't expect that his dragon-shaped aura could not even be counteracted by a single sword aura, and seeing the sword aura rushing towards his face, he was so frightened that he hurriedly dodged to dodge. He knew that if he was struck, he would definitely It is a dead end.

The inner air is released outwards, forming an air shield, and evades urgently, but it is still a step slower.

The sword energy flashed across his shoulder, not only smashing his air shield, but also cutting off his left arm.

flutter!

what……

Long Xingkong screamed and fell on his back.

"Grandpa!" Long Yuan screamed and jumped on him.

"It hurts, it hurts to death!" Long Xingkong screamed again and again. He wanted to cover the wound with his hands, but it hurt again.

Seeing this, Long Yuan hurriedly tapped Long Xingkong's shoulder a few times, sealing several large holes, picked up the severed arm, and docked it on his shoulder. He looked up at Wang Ziqiao, and said anxiously: "My son! Joe, hurry up and save my grandpa!"

At this time, Long Feiyang also ran up, looking flustered, he couldn't believe all this, the dignified fifth-level peak, unexpectedly failed to catch a move in front of Dugu Wuwei.

Wang Ziqiao sighed softly. He had to agree to Long Yuan's request, so he quickly used a healing technique and blessed it on the wound of the broken arm. However, because he was injured by sword energy here, he had to use it to heal it. Exclude the sword energy, otherwise, even if it is connected with flesh and blood, the right arm will be destroyed.

Fortunately, Longyuan handled it in a timely manner, and the blood between the broken arms was also flowing. Under Wang Ziqiao's healing technique, the two were quickly connected together, but the sword energy was still not completely discharged, and they were busy for half a day. It was only when Wang Ziqiao stabilized his injury.

Although it will take a few days for the broken bone to recover, it can be regarded as saving an arm.

"Thank you, the medical expenses should be transferred to your account immediately!" Long Yuan looked at Wang Ziqiao gratefully.

This time Wang Ziqiao did not refuse. Long Xingkong was seriously injured this time. Without him, this arm would definitely be useless. It took a lot of mental energy. He nodded and retreated to the distance, ignoring the members of the Long family.

Sikong Feihu and other seventh-level masters also looked at Dugu Wuwei in astonishment. They also saw the aura that Dugu Wuwei showed at the moment when he drew his sword. This kind of aura usually only appears on the seventh-level body. Why? A person who has just entered the sixth level will have it?

Could it be that Dugu Wuhui is a peerless genius?

Victory is victory after all, Sikong Feihu quickly returned to normal, and continued: "Who else wants to challenge?"

challenge?joke!Who is impatient to live and will continue to challenge?This Dugu Wuhui has clearly reached the sixth level, and even surpassed the ordinary sixth level. The sword energy is extremely sharp, and it is definitely not just ordinary true energy or shock waves, but contains extremely fierce sword power. Sword power is usually only possessed by level [-] masters, who would dare to challenge it?

Sikong Feihu glanced left and right, and said: "Since no one dares to challenge Dugu Wuwei, is there anyone who dares to challenge Yan Taolong?"

Sikong Feihu also has great expectations for Yan Taolong because of Dugu Wuwei's changes.

It's a pity that no one below still dared to challenge. In desperation, he could only announce that the top three on the list had been confirmed, and accompanied him to the Sect Leader's Hall to receive the reward.

The top three rewards given by the Kunlun School are: half an hour of rejuvenation, two mature snow lotuses, a peerless sword made of earth fire or a mysterious gem; No.2 rewards a snow lotus , plus a peerless sword; No.3 rewards a snow lotus!

In addition, the other ten seven-level masters also have certain rewards for the top three. For example, Wei Wuya rewards No. 13000 million, No. 22000 million, and No. 31000 million.

For the rest, some were given in kind, and some were given money.

There are all kinds of things, and they add up to a lot. No. 1 alone has as many as 2 million yuan, and No. [-] has more than [-] million yuan.

Wang Ziqiao's master and apprentice made another windfall.

Wang Ziqiao obediently told the account number, the money rewards were transferred successfully in just 5 minutes, and Dugu Wuwei asked Wang Ziqiao to keep the rewards for him temporarily, Wang Ziqiao naturally accepted it.

A lot of items were put into the hands of Wang Ziqiao by the seventh-level masters one after another. Without the reward from the Kunlun School, Wang Ziqiao also got two more swords and three knives. called cultural relics.

Sikong and his wife sat in the middle of the hall, the rest of the people lined up on both sides, and Wang Ziqiao stood in the middle.

I only heard Sikong Feihu say: "Prince Qiao, you master and apprentice have a total of three snow lotuses. Someone will fetch them for you in a while, but in order not to lose the medicinal properties, they have been frozen!"

"Thank you, senior!" Wang Ziqiao bowed and said.

Sikong Feihu nodded, and continued: "Also, you need another choice!"

At this time, a disciple of the Kunlun School was holding a tray with a sword and a black stone on it.

The sword is hidden in the sheath. The white hilt looks like a dragon's head. The scabbard looks very simple on the surface, as if it was cast from red iron, and there is a topographic map of Kunlun Mountain on it. It looks very ordinary.

"This sword, one stone, you can choose freely!" Sikong Feihu explained.

Wang Ziqiao didn't understand why Sikong Feihu let him make such a choice. He separated his mental power and wrapped the scabbard first, but the next moment, he suddenly felt a sword energy rushing towards him. He felt exactly the same when he saw the word 'Kunlun' on the screen, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly quit, but he was still a step too late, his head was tingling, and his face was pale, as if countless sharp points were piercing through his brain.

After taking three steps back in a row, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, and as soon as the cold sweat broke out, he was frozen into frost by the extremely cold air here.

In desperation, Wang Ziqiao could only take out the talisman and slapped it on his forehead. After a long time, he returned to normal. His heart was trembling and his legs were trembling. He was afraid.

This sword can be so sharp when it's not out of the sheath, but once it's out of the sheath, what's the point?This pair is a magic weapon.

It can be seen from this that the Kunlun faction has paid a lot of money.

In fact, Wang Ziqiao didn't know that it was not so easy to hold a martial arts conference and get everyone's approval. Only strength was not enough, and it depended on who could come up with a more precious reward.

These rewards have actually been set 30 years ago, otherwise, how could other sects agree to the Kunlun sect holding a grand martial arts event?

Not to mention Prince Joe, even those old guys at the seventh level showed greed when they saw this sword.

Huo Xiang, on the other hand, had a solemn expression, with a murderous look in his eyes.

Sikong Feihu noticed the change in Prince Qiao, and explained: "This sword is a saber used by a peerless master of the Kunlun School. It is called the White Dragon Sword, and the body of the sword is pure white!"

"Sick!" Wang Ziqiao cursed inwardly, why didn't he explain earlier?He only explained when he saw that he was backlashed by the will of the sword. Isn't this clearly trying to plot against him?

Injuries to mental strength are more difficult to resolve than physical injuries. From this, it can be seen that this Sikong Feihu is not so open-minded.

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