Data Cultivation System

Young Master Huoling, Ming Chihuo, and Swordsman Fu Qingming, the duel between these two men has attracted the attention of all spectators. Lei Qianjun is one of the three geniuses in Canghai County, the genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Swordsmanship really has the power of being unpredictable. .

As for the swordsman Fu Qingming? He is a master of swordsmanship himself, and he led an art thrower into the gate of talismans. The mysterious swordsmanship, coupled with the assistance of weird talisman skills, is extremely weird.

"Let's do it, to deal with you, three moves are enough..." Lei Qianjun stood on the ring, like a mountain, inviolable, staring at Fu Qingming with a condescending attitude, and said, With a proud demeanor, he regards the heroes of the world as nothing.

After all, he was also a famous genius in Canghai County. Lei Qianjun's posture made Fu Qingming's eyes flash with anger, but he also knew Lei Qianjun's reputation after all, so he didn't dare to underestimate him. He took out a blue long sword, Raising fingers together, a piece of talisman paper suddenly appeared between the two fingers, burning up, turning into a burst of blue light, attached to the body: "Since Mr. Lei let me enter the move, it is disrespectful."

"God's Walking Talisman, Blast Triple Strike".

The cyan talisman, blessed by himself, Fu Qingming's figure rushed out, the speed was ridiculously fast, the sharp sword light was almost no less than that of Lingfeng swordsman Chu Lingfeng, shaking his hands three sharp sword lights, no matter the speed , strength, or angle, are like a powerful and unconstrained style, no trace to be found.

This speed broke out, and the three swords were like a stroke of magic, which caused everyone in the audience to exclaim. With this move alone, Fu Qingming's top eight titles are worthy of the name.

"Running Lei!", Fu Qingming's eruption speed, Lei Qianjun's eyes also flashed a look of surprise, but his reaction was very fast, bursts of lightning suddenly erupted from his body, and he swung a purple long sword in his hand quickly.

The violent thunder power blended into the light of the sword, and the last strike first blocked Fu Qingming's long sword, and even, the violent power shocked Fu Qingming back seven or eight steps.

"The second move!" After Ben Lei disintegrated Fu Qingming's attack, and even knocked him back, Lei Qianjun took the initiative to attack, and his whole body seemed to turn into a thunderbolt, catching up to Fu Qingming, with the purple long sword in his hand like The wasp stabbed with the needle behind its tail, "Thunder sting!".

"The talisman ghost!" Seeing Lei Qianjun chasing after him, Fu Qingming's face changed in horror. However, he took out a talisman with black energy again, and it burned up. The black energy turned into a ghost and screamed .

The talisman ghost is a kind of talisman spell of the Fulu Gate, which can give the opponent a soul impact. Under this ghost talisman, Lei Qianjun couldn't help slowing down his movements.

Seizing this momentary opportunity, Fu Qingming did not retreat, but advanced. Once he retreated, he would not have this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He bit his thumb deep in his mouth, and blood was dripping on the cyan sword. The blood stains on the sword automatically turned into mysterious runes.

"Powerful Vajra Talisman! Vajra Sword!", the cyan long sword burst out with golden and hard light suddenly, and slashed towards Lei Qianjun. This sword was extremely powerful, surpassing ordinary magic attacks.

"Lightning Lightning Body Protector!" Even though he was slightly distracted under the attack of the talisman ghost, Lei Qianjun's reaction was still very fast, and violent thunder suddenly erupted from his body, protecting his whole body.

Vajra's sword slashed at the thunder light, and it was difficult to get through. Even the violent thunder and lightning spread across Fu Qingming's palm, turning his palm into scorched black.

The palm, a palm full of lightning, pierced through the lightning shield, stretched out, and grabbed Fu Qingming at an incredible speed. It pinched towards Fu Qingming's neck, and blocked Fu Qingming's attack with the lightning shield. Lei Qianjun stretched out his palm, Lei Qianjun's palm grabbed Fu Qingming's neck in front of him, Fu Qingming's body turned into a spell and dissipated.

"This is!? Puppet avatar!?" Seeing that Fu Qingming's body disappeared into a charm, Lei Qianjun frowned slightly.

"Vajra Sword Art!" However, at this moment, another deep and heavy golden sword light appeared behind Lei Qianjun. The golden sword light stood fiercely on the shield of the thunder light. splash.

The golden sword light shattered the thunder light shield impressively, slashed at Lei Qianjun's body, leaving a sword wound on him.

boom!

Seeing that he was actually injured, Lei Qianjun burst out with anger rolling in his eyes, the lightning shield on his body suddenly exploded, and the powerful lightning shock wave shook Fu Qingming back, his face turned pale, as if he had been seriously injured.

"Sword of Yu Lei!" Almost at the same time, Lei Qianjun's purple long sword turned into a beam of lightning, soaring into the sky, and the violent thunder force slammed on the sword, making his purple long sword, An even more terrifying power erupted, and with the help of the thunder from the sky, the purple long sword locked onto Fu Qingming.

"I admit defeat!" Fu Qingming hastily shouted, feeling the powerful aura locked on him, knowing that he would never be able to stop Lei Qianjun's fame stunt.

Fighting against Lei Qianjun, Fu Qingming didn't think he could win. His purpose was to compete with masters and accumulate combat experience. With these few moves, Fu Qingming was already satisfied.

His brows were frowned in displeasure, but since the other party had conceded defeat, Lei Qianjun had no intention of continuing to attack. Tianji's purple long sword flew back into his hand, looked at Fu Qingming, and said: "You are very good, beating you is already In addition to the three moves, it can even hurt me."

"Fu Qingming, you are so strong." The audience watching the battle also talked a lot.

Lei Qianjun, with superb swordsmanship, combined with the violent power of thunder, focused on attacking. Seeing the thunder radiating from the arena, and the ferocious aura, it was already deeply shocking. How many moves can Fu Qingming sustain, even hurting? When it came to Lei Qianjun, he only conceded defeat under his Thunder Control Sword Art, which shows how powerful he is. Along the way, no one can support Lei Qianjun's three moves, let alone hurt him.

"Okay, the third winner of the top eight competition is Tianjianzong Lei Qianjun, and now the fourth match begins. I believe everyone knows the number of people. Ming Chihuo, the fire spirit son of the Fire Worship Cult, will fight against the mad demon axe Zhao Ganjin."

Another one of the three great geniuses, Master Huo Ling Ming Chi Huo, Zhuge Xiang also pulled himself together, just now Lei Qianjun's domineering, powerful strength to crush his opponents, Rao Zhuge Xiang also felt some pressure, and Leng Lang is possessed by the wolf king who condenses the fragrance. Now, this Ming Chihuo, what is his method? Zhuge Xiang was also very curious.

Boom!

Zhao Ganjin entered the stage, a huge ax was ruthlessly leaned on the ground, and there was a loud bang, the heavy force even made the ring vibrate.

The Crazy Demon Ax, with his strength, chased Lei Qianjun directly, and took the path of defeating one hundred cleverness with one force. The one hundred and eight Crazy Demon Ax, even beheaded monks who had been in the realm of magic, no one dared to underestimate his strength .

Lightly pointing his toes, Ming Chihuo walked in the air, under his feet, there would always be a crimson flame at the right time, just like walking in the garden, Ming Chihuo waved a red gold folding fan, and slowly walked up In the arena, the precise control of the flames is shocking to the hearts of the people. He is worthy of being born in the Zoroastrian Cult and born with the magical ability to control the flames.

"Huh, pretending to be a show off", Zhao Ganjin snorted coldly and said pretending to be disdainful to Ming Chihuo's unrestrained appearance and his handsome appearance, but everyone present could hear it The strong sour taste in his mouth.

"Master Huoling, come on."

Under the arena, female monks with bold and unrestrained surnames shouted, if Ning Ningxiang is very popular in the hearts of men in Canghai County, then Mr. Huoling is as popular as Ningxiang in the hearts of women in Canghai County. The encouraging cheers from the female monks made many men present more or less jealous.

After all, a man who is handsome, personable, and even more powerful can be said to be the perfect man in the hearts of most women, and it is normal to be popular.

"Eat me a Crazy Demon Axe!", feeling apprehensive in his heart, as the disciple of Jianzong announced the start that day, Zhao Ganjin couldn't help but shot first. The huge Crazy Demon Ax, with the sound of howling wind, slammed towards Ming Chihuo fiercely. cut in the past.

Stepping lightly, like walking in a courtyard, Ming Chihuo's figure floated past Zhao Ganjin's attack, folded the folding fan, and lightly pointed at Zhao Ganjin, immediately, under Zhao Ganjin's feet, countless flames suddenly burst out from the ground, scarlet red The flames, filled with scorching breath, surrounded him.

"It's easy to set up this layer of flame cage. In terms of the precise control of the flame, it even far surpasses that Lei Qianjun's control over the thunder and lightning." Zhuge Xiang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself.

It is rumored that he was born with the strange ability to control flames, and he can cast fire spells just after entering the stage of transformation. This Ming Chihuo is really shocking in the control of flames.

Seeing the scorching and terrifying flames around him, Zhao Ganjin didn't dare to move for a while, but Ming Chihuo took advantage of the opportunity that the other party was blocked by the flames, appeared in front of him, held the folded red gold folding fan in his hand, and tapped lightly. out.

There was no violent aura, nor was there any monstrous flame. This point, as if without the slightest strength, directly passed through the flame cage and hit Zhao Ganjin's chest.

The flame cage disappeared, Ming Chihuo turned and left, the folding fan opened and shook gently, with a warm smile on his face, he just made a move, just stopped, like a scholar raving, wanton and free and easy.

Seeing that Ming Chihuo turned his back to him, Zhao Ganjin's face turned hard, he raised the big ax high in his hand, and jumped towards Ming Chihuo.

"Master Ming, be careful!" Many female monks among the spectators exclaimed when they saw Zhao Ganjin attack behind him.

ah!

However, at this moment, Zhao Ganjin screamed, opened his mouth wide, and hot red flames spewed out from his mouth, then fell to the ground and passed out completely. It was obvious that the red fire was on his chest just now, and it was not a simple It's fun, the scorching flames have been planted into the opponent's body without anyone noticing.

The female disciples who were exclaiming were slightly taken aback when they saw the result of the sudden change, and then screamed even more crazily, with shrill cheers from their mouths.

"Okay, so far, the battle for the top eight is over. The top four are Lei Qianjun, Ming Chihuo, Ning Ningxiang, and Zhuge Xiang..." (To be continued.)