Phaseless evolution

Chapter 376 One punch, two punches
On the rostrum, after Qin Changfeng negotiated with Master Daoxuan, the top four were quickly decided, namely Qihao, Lu Xueqi, Zhang Xiaofan and Zeng Shushu.

It is still the same as the original book, except that Zhang Xiaofan relied somewhat on his real skills. Although he was able to win through the outbreak of bloodthirsty beads just now, the fluctuations caused were not large, and because Qin Changfeng attracted firepower on the high platform , No one in Qingyun's senior management noticed.

Now they are all focused on watching Qin Changfeng, a disciple of Tianyin Temple who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, suffer.

As a result, the semi-finals that were supposed to continue were suspended, and Taoist Cangsong explained the whole story to the four of them and all the disciples watching the match.

When it was heard that Qin Changfeng was going to represent Tianyin Temple to compete with the top four in the Qimai meeting, the entire square was in an uproar.

"He is a young monk who is less than 20 years old. He has only practiced for a long time, and he dares to challenge me to the top four of Qingyun?"

"Courage is commendable, but too unwise."

"Indeed, it's nothing for him to lose. After all, his age is such that no one will say anything more, but it's just losing face to their Tianyin Temple."

"Hey, the four brothers and sisters, after all, they are guests from afar, so at least they should save some face!"

The more qualified second-generation disciple yelled at the four people in the arena, which immediately caused the crowd of disciples in the arena to burst into laughter.

Standing on the high platform, Qin Changfeng also narrowed his eyes with a smile. Although it was good intentions, this contempt was a bit too naked.

"In the first match, Uncle Fenghui Fengfeng of Qingyunmen will play the battle, nephew Faxin, please!"

Taoist Cangsong turned a blind eye to everyone's reactions, and after pondering for a moment, he chose to let Zeng Shushu be the first to compete with Qin Changfeng.

Originally, among the top four, Cangsong's own proud disciple Qi Hao was the most powerful on the surface. Therefore, Qi Hao should naturally come forward in this competition between Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple, but Cangsong's heart clearly He also had doubts about Qin Changfeng's cultivation, so he sent Zeng Shushu to appear first to test his reality.

If Zeng Shushu wins, then Qi Hao only needs to defeat Qin Changfeng, and he will also be No. [-] in Qingyun;

If Zeng Shushu is defeated, he can also test Qin Changfeng's supernatural strength, so as to help Qi Hao take a few points before going out and defeating Qin Changfeng. His lineage will also gain both fame and fortune.

How could other people not see his thoughts, especially the head of Fenghui Peak, Zeng Shushu's father, Zeng Shuchang, was even more upset, but Taoist Cangsong has always been a powerful person, so he couldn't refute it at this time.

Qin Changfeng tapped his toes lightly, and his body floated up. Suddenly, he landed on the ring where Zeng Shushu won. Ten feet away, he clasped his palms together and said, "Little monk Tianyin Temple Faxin, please enlighten me."

Zeng Shushu hurriedly returned the salute, saying: "Qingyunmen Fenghuifeng Zeng Shushu, I have met Junior Brother Faxin."

When the two met Li, Zeng Shushu smiled slightly, looked at Qin Changfeng curiously, then lowered his voice, and said, "Junior Brother Faxin, if you were forced to leave by the old fellows, then we can just make gestures and gestures. , the final draw..."

"shut up!"

Suddenly there was a shout of anger from the rostrum, and then Taoist Cangsong reprimanded loudly: "Zeng Shushu, do you think this is a place for you to joke? The fight between you two is related to the face of Qingyun and Tianyin Temple. Under the premise of not hurting lives, we must attack with all our strength, and no one is allowed to follow the other way!"

"Yes, the disciple knows!"

Cang Song is in charge of Qingyun’s punishment, and the power in the hearts of the second-generation disciples is not false. Zeng Shushu clicked his tongue, and after showing a sorry look at Qin Changfeng, he said righteously: "Junior Faxin, the teacher's order is hard to break, you can do it!" Be careful..."

He is indeed a kind reminder, after all, he is also one of the most popular candidates for this Qimai martial arts competition, if he really tries his best, he may not even be able to hold back himself.

"Please!"

Qin Changfeng clasped his hands together, nodded with a smile, and the Vajra Bodhi rosary shone in his palms, looking quite warm... Zeng Shushu seemed to be a pretty good person, so he was going to show the other party more face.

Zeng Shushu stopped talking, nodded, and swiped his right hand in front of his body. With a sound of "Zheng", a fairy sword that exuded earthy yellow light, was as thick as a mountain, and full of majesty was sacrificed.

This sword is named Xuanyuan, and it is one of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapons in this world. If judged by the standard of the Trial Tower, it should be a top-level golden weapon, or even a low-level epic weapon.

Qin Changfeng felt a heavy pressure rushing towards his face from a long distance away. This is not the kind of domineering and overbearing pressure, but a kind of heaviness with spiritual coercion... Xuanyuan Sword has always represented a A solid faith!

"coming!"

Zeng Shushu shouted loudly, and from under his feet, countless khaki-yellow threads of light suddenly rose, surrounding him and the Xuanyuan sword floating in front of him, covering him with a layer of holy aura in yellow clothes. It's the same, just like the ancient emperor, majestic and mighty.

Qin Changfeng raised his brows slightly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the world of cultivation is the world of cultivation, and just a second-generation elite disciple has such power in his hands, and he actually mobilized the aura of soil far beyond his own cultivation for his own use, making him The power of moves has shown an explosive increase.

This is also the advantage of many cultivation techniques compared to martial arts. They can borrow the power of heaven and earth, and the more powerful the aura is, the stronger the power will be!
It's just that it only made Qin Changfeng feel a little bit emotional. After all, Zeng Shushu's foundation is still good, and this level can't really move him.

Although Qin Changfeng has not yet condensed Dao Dan and canonized his natal star, he is still convinced that the world can compete with him by virtue of his deep foundation in the past, powerful skills, seal of heaven, Buddha and holy thunder, and mysterious equipment. No more than one palm.

So when he fought against the juniors of Qingyunmen, he couldn't get serious at all, he stood still and let Zeng Shushu raise his momentum and show his best.

"Isn't this junior from Tianyin Temple scared out of his wits?"

All Qingyun's disciples in the audience couldn't help being astonished when they saw it.

As the power of the endless black and yellow earth blended in, the bright yellow light of the Xuanyuan sword in front of Zeng Shushu became more and more blazing. Knees bent, he couldn't help stepping back again and again, and many people changed their colors, seeing that Zeng Shushu was really moving.

With a whistling sound, the Xuanyuan Sword swelled tenfold, turning into a sky-reaching giant sword and spinning violently, like a meteorite falling from the sky, suppressing all attacks.

Qin Changfeng remained expressionless, and when the tip of the sword that tore through the air and formed a cone-shaped airflow in front came less than three feet in front of him, he raised his right hand and punched out without haste.

Two thunder dragons resplendent with holy light whizzed out, like twin dragons playing with pearls, they spun rapidly around the fist, forming a millstone composed of thunder light and colliding with Xuanyuan sword.

There was a loud roar, and it was deafening amidst the blazing yellow light and thunder.

The giant sword and the light wheel spun wildly in opposite directions, facing each other without giving an inch.

One concentrates all the power in one point, and the other splits it equally. The former should have an absolute advantage, but the result makes everyone dumbfounded.

With the confrontation, the light on the bright yellow giant sword became weaker and weaker, and the speed of rotation became slower and slower, until after a few breaths, all the sword lights collapsed, and the rotation completely stopped, revealing the body of the Xuanyuan sword. Chang Feng flicked his fingers, and flew back with a bang and stuck it on the floor in front of Zeng Shushu.

All the disciples of Qingyun under the stage were at a loss, and after a while, they asked in a daze, "How could this happen?"

Until now, no one is willing to believe the facts in front of them.

Zeng Shushu, who came back to his senses, pulled out the Xuanyuan sword in front of him, put it back into its sheath, cupped his hands and sighed: "Junior Brother Faxin's cultivation is unfathomable, I am convinced that I lost!"

He personally admitted defeat, and no one else had any doubts. On the rostrum, the Qing Yuns, including Tian Buyi, were the leaders of each line, all of them looked dignified.

They can accept the defeat in the first battle, but they can't accept it in such a disparate way.

Taoist Cangsong's face sank like water, and he shouted from the high platform: "Second round, by..."

"I come!"

Qi Hao who was on the other ring suddenly opened his mouth and jumped forward. Seeing this, Zeng Shushu consciously walked down.

"Please!"

Qin Changfeng glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, wondering if he should teach his love rival a lesson, but he killed the idea as soon as it flashed... This kind of behavior is really too childish.

Qi Hao also lifted the sword art with both hands, and with a "Zheng", a white fairy sword was raised quickly, it was his famous "Ice".

The sword was seven feet long, white light flashed rapidly on the sword, and the cold air was dense. He knew the opponent's cultivation was advanced, so he tried his best as soon as he struck. When his ten fingers moved together, thousands of white lights came out from the ice sword technique.

These white lights are extremely cold, and quickly condense pieces of ice mist and frost in the void, and merge with the sword energy while rolling, and finally transform into a white ice dragon to wrap the ice sword!
The sound of dragon chant piercing through the air resounded, roaring and whistling in an instant, and the Frost Sword Dragon was more than ten meters long, piercing the air like a raging wave, rushing towards it.

When Qin Changfeng was a little surprised, he only heard the sound of "bang, bang" like frying beans, and the ice dragon accidentally smashed through the remaining thunder dragon light wheel, and the momentum became stronger amidst the cold air , Roaring like an angry dragon, it rushed towards Qin Changfeng with its fangs and claws.

The eyes of everyone in the audience and the leaders of Qimai on the rostrum widened, as if they saw the hope of victory.

But just as the ice dragon approached, Qin Changfeng's expression returned to calm. When he raised his right hand, he still punched down the dragon's head. However, Hao suddenly trembled, as if he had been punched by a ferocious beast, and his face turned pale instantly.

Before he could gather his composure, there was a crackling sound of crackling, crackling, and then starting from the dragon's head, his ice dragon was filled with cracks, which instantly covered his whole body. After one breath...

It suddenly exploded and completely collapsed!
(End of this chapter)