Mortal Bones

When he said this, Dugu Qingxiao paused for a moment, then looked down at the sword platform, and landed on Lin Qingnu, and then he said:

"Although Lin Qingnu doesn't talk much, she is the most gentle one among the three."

Hearing this, Zhao Qian was completely relieved.

He sighed, then patted the armrest of the chair and said:

"In other words, as long as this girl doesn't want to fight with Lin Qingnu, she shouldn't be worried about her life."

Dugu Qingxiao nodded and said:

"Junior sister shouldn't be so impulsive."

While the few people were talking, they heard Elder Zhou of Tianzhu Peak announce loudly:

"Qingxuan Sect Zhao Linglong, Wenjian Taihao Sect Lin Qingnu, the competition begins!"

Hearing this, Zhao Qian and others in the VIP room still couldn't help but feel nervous, and their eyes were all locked on Zhao Linglong on the sword platform below.

In their opinion, it would be best for Zhao Linglong to admit defeat on the spot and never go all out.

But the next moment, the faces of everyone in the room all changed color.

The next moment after Elder Zhou announced the start of the competition, Zhao Linglong not only did not take the initiative to admit defeat, but also used all his strength to stimulate the true essence of his body, releasing an extremely fierce breath fluctuation.

A very bad premonition surged into the hearts of everyone in the room.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a huge sound of air explosion, Zhao Linglong formed a seal with one hand, sacrificed the red silk tied around his waist, and then pointed hard at the direction where Lin Qingnu was.

"Boom!"

In the deafening sound of air explosion, Zhao Linglong's life fairy treasure red silk flew out from his waist, and suddenly enlarged, until it was like a blood-colored wave, covering the area above Lin Qingnu's head.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Linglong suddenly pressed his palm downwards and shouted:

"Fall!"

Immediately, the waves transformed by the red silk suddenly fell from the sky towards Lin Qingnu below.

Just as the red wave was falling, Lin Qingnu, who had been standing quietly on the sword platform, had already raised his arm, put his index finger and middle finger together, looked up and drew a huge cloud scroll facing the red wave that was about to fall.

Through the huge ancient seal character "风" in the center of the cloud scroll, it can be seen that this is a cloud scroll containing the power of wind element.

Almost at the same time as the cloud scroll was drawn, Lin Qingnu, who was very frugal with words, finally spoke:

"The wind rises."

His voice was very pleasant, with the power of wind element, and a unique sense of emptiness and etherealness.

However, his voice was soon drowned out by the roar of a gust of angry wind.

I saw a gust of wind surging out from the cloud scroll, like a huge palm, knocking away the waves transformed by Zhao Linglong Xianling.

However, at the same time when the red silk was knocked away, Zhao Linglong quickly changed her handprints and shouted:

"Spear down!"

Instantly, the red silk that almost covered half of the sword platform suddenly rolled up at the moment when Zhao Linglong's voice came out, and turned into a blood-red spear over a hundred feet long, and then with the momentum of the waves that had not yet dissipated, it pierced through the violent wind transformed by Lin Qingnu's cloud scroll with a "bang" and shot straight down at Lin Qingnu below.

This move was extremely clever.

Even the cultivators in the stands who had not been optimistic about Zhao Linglong before couldn't help but let out a series of exclamations when the spear over a hundred feet long pierced the cloud scroll with the momentum of the waves.

However, Lin Qingnu was still very calm when facing Zhao Linglong's spear.

It was only after the red spear pierced the wind wall in front of the cloud scroll that he stretched out his hand thoughtfully and drew another cloud scroll in front of him.

Almost at the same time when he drew the cloud scroll, Zhao Linglong's spear broke through the air.

But just when the spear was about to pierce Lin Qingnu, the cloud scroll in front of him suddenly rose up with a "boom" sound. The shadows of two huge bronze doors suddenly rose up.

These two huge bronze doors were more than ten feet wide and dozens of feet high.

Even the thickness was nearly one foot.

When it appeared, the entire sword platform sank, which showed its weight.

"Bang!..."

Then, in the deafening collision sound, Zhao Linglong's red spear transformed by the fairy silk, although half of the spear body pierced into the two huge bronze doors, the spear force had dissipated and could no longer move forward.

When seeing this scene, everyone thought that Zhao Linglong's offensive was over.

Some monks who watched the battle even looked at Zhao Linglong with admiration and praised him in the spirit mirror.

In their opinion, Zhao Linglong not only did not lose immediately in the face of a strong man like Lin Qingnu, but also gained the upper hand in the first round. This level of cultivation and combat power has surpassed many sword-asking monks present.

Even Jiang Zhi and others who have been with Zhao Linglong almost day and night, saw this scene with a glittering look in their eyes.

However, amidst all the praise, Zhao Linglong shouted again:

"Open!"

Immediately, with a loud "bang", the red spear that was originally stuck in the phantom of the bronze door suddenly turned into a fairy silk again, and in an instant, it cracked the phantom of the bronze door.

The next moment, with the sound of a sword ringing, a dazzling sword light flew out from the red silk and shot straight at Lin Qingnu's chest.

"Bang!"

Although Lin Qingnu quickly displayed the golden light that protected his body, the sword still broke through several layers of the golden light that protected his body, and he was knocked back by the impact of the flying sword.

"Xian Ling Hidden Sword?!"

Seeing this scene, the leaders Zhao Qian and Dugu Qingxiao in the stands sat up in shock.

"Junior sister...did she see through Lin Qingnu's tricks in advance?!"

Dugu Qingxiao looked confused.

Judging from the series of smooth offensives just now and the last move of Xian Ling Hidden Sword, it is obvious that Zhao Linglong made this plan after seeing through Lin Qingnu's moves.

"Zheng!"

At this moment, when the last layer of protective golden light around her body shattered, Lin Qingnu finally summoned the flying sword that was kept in the Qi Palace.

"boom!"

With just one strike of his sword, Lin Qingnu cut the sword light in front of him into two pieces.

However, Zhao Linglong, who was opposite Jianping, seemed to have expected that Lin Qingnu could block the sword. He quickly threw out eight divine general talismans and shouted:

"Disciple Zhao Linglong, I respectfully invite the eight fire-armored god generals to come down to earth and help this disciple!"

As soon as he finished speaking, eight huge flames appeared above Lin Qingnu's head.

Then, under the astonished gazes of everyone in the surrounding stands, eight huge fire-armored generals descended from the sky, crashed heavily to the ground, and surrounded Lin Qingnu.

"Eight fire-armored generals?"

"This Zhao Linglong can actually summon eight fire-armored generals!"

Fire-armored generals are rare to see, what's more, Zhao Linglong summoned eight of them in one breath today.

For a moment, the stands around Mount Everest were boiling.

In the battle viewing scene in the spiritual mirror, text messages from monks from all over the world kept appearing.