Soul Devouring Sword Master

"Look, Zhang Lan won again!"

A voice shouted.

Bang!

With a roar, a figure was knocked off the stage. It was a disciple of the Wanxue Sect.

"Green Demon Hand, four consecutive wins!"

Elder Qi said.

The defeated Wanxue Sect disciple ranked fifth among the seven sects. Currently, eight people from the Wanxue Sect have gone up, with three wins and five losses.

"Next, who's up!"

On the stage, Zhang Lan said in a light voice. One of his hands was dark green, with a flashing light. It didn't look like he was wearing any gloves, which seemed to be a sign of practicing some kind of magic.

"I'll meet you!"

Shua!

While he was talking, a figure rushed onto the stage. It was a tall man.

"Saint Sect, Bai Wuxiang!"

The tall man announced his name, clenched his hands, and held the double blades in his hands, emitting a milky white holy light.

"Bai Wuxiang, ranked sixth among the eight saints! He is the strongest among the disciples from the Saint Gate. Now it's worth watching!"

Jiang Yi and others stared at the battle stage with flashing eyes. Many people also looked at the battle stage with bright eyes, fearing that they would miss something.

In this exchange competition, winning or losing is only secondary. The most important thing is to gain experience and inspiration from the competition, which may help to break through bottlenecks and comprehend martial arts.

"You are Bai Wuxiang, make a move!"

Zhang Lan licked his lips, and his eyes were filled with fighting intent.

Bang! Boom!

As soon as the voice fell, the two people's auras burst out at the same time, and they fought each other in an instant.

On the battle stage, holy light flashed, Bai Wuxiang's double blades were as fast as lightning, and when he made a move, it seemed that infinite air blades also spun with it, and the sound of air explosions was endless. Zhang Lan's name of Green Demon Hand was not false. He summoned a large amount of magic energy and poured it into his arms, bursting out bursts of blue-black light, which was amazingly powerful and very evil.

The two fought for hundreds of rounds. In the end, Bai Wuxiang was still more skilled, and Zhang Lan was obviously not convinced and threatened to defeat him at the martial arts event.

After that, it was Bai Wuxiang's defense battle. After winning three games in a row, Bai Wuxiang stepped down because he had consumed a lot of energy in the previous battle with Zhang Lan. He was not energetic enough to continue fighting, so he took the initiative to step down.

After a few incense sticks, the exchange match ended.

In the final record, the Holy Gate won 16, the Demon Valley won 13, the Ten Thousand Blood Sect won 7, and the Nine Profound Palace only won 3. Moreover, these three wins were largely given up by other forces on purpose. After all, it was in the Nine Profound Palace, and the host could not lose too badly.

It was miserable enough to come to the Nine Profound Palace. If Su Heng and others had not been injured, the record would not be worse than the Demon Valley, and it might even be on par with the Holy Gate. After all, seven of the nine palaces were there.

"The Green Demon Hand Zhang Lan should be at the middle of the ninth level of the Yuanhai Realm, ranking sixth among the ten great demons in the Demon Valley, which shows how strong the Wu Rao is."

"And Bai Wuxiang is slightly stronger than Zhang Lan, and only ranks sixth among the eight great saints..."

Lin Xiao narrowed his eyes and thought in his heart. It seems that the Saint Gate and the Demon Valley are indeed full of masters. With his current strength, he is afraid that he will not be very sure whether he is against the top three masters of the Saint Gate or the Demon Valley.

It seems that the martial arts event in a year will be very intense. After all, in addition to the East Wilderness, there are three other regions, and the overall strength of the East Wilderness is still the weakest.

"Everyone, the exchange competition is over, and we will see you at the martial arts event! Those who want to stay can stay in my Xuancheng for a while."

Elder Qi said.

So, everyone dispersed.

In the crowd, Qin Feng looked at a certain place, where Lin Xiao and Murong Shi were holding hands and smiling.

In the past, he would be jealous and angry when he saw this scene, but at this moment, he only felt sad and lonely. Shaking his head, Qin Feng smiled bitterly, turned around and left, leaving only the back of a loser.

Looking at Qin Feng's departing figure, Elder Qi frowned. He knew that it was necessary to talk to Qin Feng. He couldn't let this talented spirit pattern master be depressed because of the blow. He still had a long way to go in the future, and there would be a martial arts event in a year.

"Let's go, it's getting late, I'll treat you to a drink!"

Shi Hao laughed.

"Oh, Senior Brother Shi, it's rare to see you so generous, you actually took the initiative to treat us."

Lin Xiao teased.

"Of course, we finally got together, Junior Brother Lin rarely came back, and we didn't see him on weekdays. He might have run away again. It's just right to welcome Junior Brother Lin and celebrate his triumphant return."

Shi Hao shook his arms and said with a heroic look.

"Tsk, if you hadn't won the bet with that guy from Shengmen, you wouldn't be reluctant to treat us."

Jiang Yi exposed him mercilessly.

Shi Hao coughed dryly, "Let's go eat quickly. Let's go to the most luxurious restaurant in Xuancheng tonight. We won't leave until we are drunk!"

"Let's go! Then I won't be polite!"

"Why be polite? It's not easy for Shi Hao to treat us once. I'll take as much as I can."

"Damn, don't be like that..."

The group left with a smile.

Looking at the group's departure, Elder Qi looked thoughtful, "It seems that it is necessary to discuss this matter with the Palace Master again."