One Million Critical Strikes Will Return At The Beginning, I Am Invincible!

"How can this be!?"

Compared with the surprise of outsiders.

The shock inside Baihong Sword Sect was much greater!

Even Zhu Qingxuan subconsciously covered her cherry mouth, her eyes flicked between Mo Qingqing and Lin Chen, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise and curiosity.

She couldn't figure it out.

How did Lin Chen make it possible for this little guy, Mo Qingqing, to complete this radical transformation in just a few months!

Compared to Zhu Qingxuan's curiosity.

the other side.

The Elder Han Shan of Jianzong who came together, at this moment, felt Lin Chen who was surrounded by the envy or awe of everyone in Jianzong.

The jealousy in my heart can't be suppressed no matter what!

"It's just luck! He's just a softie! Yes!"

Han Shan desperately comforted himself.

"It must be that he gave the Heavenly and Mortal Treasures sent by his Little Sister to Mo Qingqing, wanting to take this opportunity to make a name for himself in the Golden Sword Competition, it must be like this!"

"Sure enough, it's a guy who can only use these clever things!"

Han Shan thought so.

However, these words, I am afraid that he himself does not believe it.

His thoughts are ignored.

Even Wang Jian, the disciple behind Han Shan, looked at Mo Qingqing, who was walking down the ring and enjoying the glory of the winner, with envy and regret in his eyes!

Envy, needless to say.

As for remorse.

But he was regretting why he didn't worship under Lin Chen back then!

after all.

If I had nodded at that time, the person standing in Mo Qingqing's seat at this moment should be me!

Think here.

When Wang Jian looked at Mo Qingqing, there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes!

This pair of master and apprentice, no matter which one, was filled with jealousy and hatred at the moment, and it was hard to calm down, so Wu Ming joined the battle and won one after another. Even if they crossed the line and got the Advance Grade qualification, they didn't feel much joy.

It can be said that the soul is out of control, to the extreme.

And at this moment.

It seemed as if he felt the unwillingness of Hanshan Wangjian, the master and apprentice.

"Next match! Ring No. 6!"

"No. 127, against No. 199!"

"brush!"

With this sound!

The voices who were still talking about the competition in the ring suddenly fell silent, and immediately, everyone's eyes, including the elders of the five major sects, could not help but cast their eyes on the ring No. 6, because.

No. 127 is the dark horse that was previously unpopular, don't worry about it!

May 199.

But it was the seed Tianjiao of Yinyue Pavilion's generation, the Tianjiao who had stepped into the Earth Profound Realm, and the junior of the second seed Lu Xianyun.

Di Xuan Yi re-middle stage, Wang Yuelang!

"Wow!"

There was an uproar around the arena.

Many people looked at Mo Qingqing with sympathy.

Especially the Elders, disciples of Baihong Sword Sect, felt extremely regretful.

Before Mo Qingwan, although the strength he displayed was extraordinary, there was still a considerable gap compared with Wang Yuelang, the top five seed-level geniuses.

As for the Yinyue Pavilion, their spirits were shaken!

"Junior Brother Wang, don't hold back your hands."

With a icy smile on the corner of Lu Xianyun's mouth, he looked at Wang Yuelang beside him.

Wang Yuelang smiled knowingly, but her tone was also indescribably cruel: "Don't worry, Senior Brother, the female disciple of the Baihong Sword Sect will not walk off the ring gracefully."

finished.

Wang Yuelang jumped onto the battle platform.

"boom!"

At the moment of ascending the ring, the aura of the First Stage of the Earth Profound Realm also bloomed directly, it can be said to be overbearing to the extreme!

He could feel the coercion only in the Earth Profound Realm from Wang Yuelang.

On the edge of the ring, Han Shan and the others reacted completely differently from the rest of the Baihong Sword Sect. They all had smiles on their lips, and their spirits were extremely uplifting.

Especially Wang Jian.

The gloating eyes almost turned into substance and overflowed!

He treats Mo gently, jealous to the extreme.

Mo Qingqing's strength is better.

The more it seemed, the stupider he was to reject Lin Chen at the beginning! The more embarrassing it is!

Thinking of this, he wished Wang Yuelang could lightly knock Mo off the ring with one blow, and if he could be seriously injured, that would be even better!

"despair!"

No one cared about Wang Jian's thoughts at all.

Looking at Wang Yuelang who was showing off his might in the arena.

Mo Qingqing, who kept the master's instructions in mind, did not have the slightest fear, but had an attitude of eagerness to try.

"Senior sister, be careful!"

"Master, please proceed with caution!"

Seeing Mo Qingqing's appearance.

Both Chu Miaoyin and Qin Han couldn't help reminding.

After all, they didn't know that Mo Qingyuan had already comprehended the prototype of Sword intent.

Only Lin Chen, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, didn't speak, let Mo Qingqing, with an excited look, replied to Chu Miaoyin and Qin Han that he knew.

It just jumped up, like a kitten, onto the battle platform!

"A disciple of the Baihong Sword Sect, dare to face the battle, and dare to be so easy?"

Look at the excitement and naturalness on Mo Qingqing's face.

Wang Yuelang's eyes were slightly cold.

I just feel slighted!

"Do you think I will be like that idiot Li Ya, pity the fragrance and cherish the jade? It's ridiculous!"

The moment the words fell, Wang Yuelang gave a low shout!

With a flash of his figure, like a moon arc, with a bleak cold light, he charged towards Mo Qingqing!

And at the moment before the moon arc approached!

"Buzz!"

A icy smile curled up on the corner of Wang Yuelang's mouth.

His figure trembled!

The already poignant, sharp and intimidating figure of Moon Arc suddenly turned into three.

From three completely different directions, rushing towards Mo Qingwei!

A lunar arc aimed at the center of the eyebrows!

A lunar arc aimed at the chest!

A lunar arc is aimed at the waist and abdomen!

There are killer moves everywhere, once hit, Mo Weiqing may be severely injured on the spot, even worse than Changsun Shui!

"Wow!"

Under the ring!

There was an uproar again!

"This is the Silver Moon Shadow Step!"

"Another trick to kill!"

"Yinyue Pavilion, this is targeting Baihong Jianzong!"

Everyone changed color.

Elder disciples of Baihong Sword Sect subconsciously clenched their palms, looking at Mo Qingnian with worry in his eyes!

On the other side of Yinyue Pavilion, from the big Elder onwards, except for Kai Li Ya, the rest of the people were all twirling their beards and smiling, looking as if they were at their leisure, looking to see Mo Weiqing's miserable end.

However, The next moment.

The smiles on their faces suddenly froze!

Because, Mo moved slightly.

No fancy tricks.

The pretty and bright girl just lightly raised the spirit sword in her hand, and with a slight shake, three sword flowers stabbed out.

A sword flower broke a moon arc.

Three sword flowers fell.

The strongest hand that Wang Yuelang is proud of, a moon-arc phantom body condensed from two true essences.

It was actually Mo Qingqing who shattered everything with a sword casually!

"How can it be!?"

On the ring, Wang Yuelang's pupils suddenly contracted as if he had seen a ghost, watching the arc of true yuan and moon that he cut was shattered by the sword flower that Mo lightly tapped, he didn't want to believe his own eyes at all.

However, after looking at the arc that broke through the moon, it turned out to be the sword flower stabbing towards him without weakening.

Wang Yuelang didn't dare to take it hard at all, and subconsciously retreated, but how could there be time?

"puff!"

The next moment.

The howling sound spread throughout the arena!

Under the gaze of countless shocking gazes, that sword flower accurately hit Wang Yuelang's chest, but it directly hit Wang Yuelang's whole body and flew upside down, like a dead dog, spitting blood and falling into the dust.

Although life and death do not know.

But the aura was clearly extremely sluggish!

The ups and downs of his chest were extremely weak, as if he was about to die at any moment!

"Gudong..."

Looking at Wang Yuelang, who was majestic and powerful just a second ago, now has a miserable appearance.

Looking at the arena again, she put the sword back into its sheath indifferently, the still charming Mo Qingqing.

Under the arena, the Sect cultivator, who was somewhat contemptuous towards Mo Qingqing and Baihong Jianzong, swallowed involuntarily at this moment, looking at Mo Qingqing's eyes full of shock!

"This woman is a disciple trained by an Elder of the Baihong Sword Sect, who can defeat Dazong Seed with a single sword?"

No one spoke.

But both sides of the Sect Elder met each other's eyes.

But they are all about Mo Qingqing's teacher, they are extremely curious!

And in the formation of Baihong Jianzong's side.

Watching Mo walk down the ring gently.

Be it Han Shan or Wu Ming, they were all in a trance.

But compared to Wang Jian, they are not bad.

"Impossible... Impossible! How could she be so strong, how could she be so strong!?"

Wang Jian, who was standing in the queue of Common disciples, murmured. Looking at Mo Qingqing, who returned to the queue of true disciples with a smile on his face, the unwillingness in his eyes and the regret in his heart made him almost completely collapse, and he even forgot his voice. down!

"Wang Jian! What are you talking about!?"