Super Comic System

"This this……"

"Behind him... there are... three dragons!"

"He... who the hell is he!"

The practitioners under the stage stared wide-eyed, staring blankly at the three dragon souls behind Qiu Zhenhui, and began to chirp.

"Xiao Huihui!" Among the many practitioners, a girl watched Qiu Zhenhui stand up slowly from the ground, covered her mouth, and two lines slipped down her cheeks quietly.

"You...is this your Sky Shadow?" On the ring, Lin Chenfeng frowned, looking at the three dragon souls behind Qiu Zhenhui with a solemn expression.

"Thanks to you... Puff cough cough!" Qiu Zhenhui stood up slowly while covering his chest, spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and grinned at him, "If it wasn't for you, I would It really breaks through the seven-star physique."

"Huh? The breath has increased." Lin Chenfeng frowned even deeper, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Qiu Zhenhui bent down and picked up the Qingxiao sword that fell on the ground, stroked the sword gently, smiled slightly, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Lin Chenfeng.

"Qingxiao Sword Art!"

Swish!

A ray of blue light covered the body of Qingxiao Sword, which was extremely eye-catching.

"The sound of the sword's shadow streamer flute sounds, and thousands of troops and horses ride on the wind. The sword trace is hidden in the heart, and the sound of the nine-fold sword of Duanlang is piercing."

"The first sound, the sound of the sword, the rivers and lakes are far away to give the sword, the world of mortal swordsmanship does not turn back. There is no way, the sword speaks all emotions."

Whoosh!

Qiu Zhenhui pointed his toe and stabbed Lin Chenfeng directly.

Clang!

But look at that Lin Chenfeng shook his head, a bright silver light wrapped around his sword, and then he stabbed hard, the blades of the two swords touched each other, and there were layers of strong winds around the two of them .

"The second sound, the sound of the sword, the ruthless swordsman has a sword, the invincible head of Juechen thousands of miles. Wuchen Dao, everything screams."

Whoosh!

Seeing that Qiu Zhenhui turned his right hand and held the hilt of Qing Xiaojian instead, he turned around in a circle, turned his back to Lin Chenfeng, and slammed his left hand on the end of the hilt.

Clang!

I saw that the tip of Qing Xiaojian broke through Lin Chenfeng's and pointed directly at his shoulder.

"What!" Lin Chenfeng didn't have time to think too much, he just pointed his toes, took a step back, his sword wrapped a sword flower in front of him, and blocked Qiu Zhenhui's attack with the sword body.

Clang!

"The third sound, the sound of the sword is far away, a line of sky in front of the cliff, a sword moves across the sea, and it is difficult to move. Wu Yadao, a sword floats!"

With a press of his right hand, Qiu Zhenhui directly pressed the blade of the sword against the blade of Lin Chenfeng's sword. With a sudden press, his whole body rose into the air, turned a few times in the air, and swung the sword towards Lin Chenfeng's shoulder.

Clang!

However, the blade of Qingxiao sword directly slashed against Lin Chenfeng's sword, and sparks were generated from the violent collision between the two swords.

Click!

At this moment, the sword in Lin Chenfeng's hand suddenly had a few cracks at this moment, and the sword body shattered like glass at this moment, and the fragments continued to bounce around.

Lin Chenfeng's eyes were fixed, and he raised his foot to kick Qiu Zhenhui's chest, but was blocked by his raised foot.

boom!

Qiu Zhenhui landed on the ring with a backflip, holding a sword in his right hand, pointing at Lin Chenfeng with the sharp look in his eyes.

"I admit defeat." Lin Chenfeng glanced at Qiu Zhenhui meaningfully, pulled out the scabbard pinned to his waist, bent down and slowly put the fragments from the ring into the scabbard, and finally put the sword back into the scabbard Insert the hilt into the scabbard.

"Why?" Qiu Zhenhui didn't understand, Ye Chenfeng had the ability to fight back, why did he admit defeat.

"For a swordsman, every sword is like his second life. If he can't protect it well, is there any point in fighting?" After speaking, Lin Chenfeng turned around and walked off the ring with a light smile on his lips. Leave Qiu Zhenhui with a chic back.

"Second life..." Qiu Zhenhui murmured, and began to think. Suddenly, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. He bowed deeply to Lin Chenfeng's back, and retracted the Qingxiao sword. Walked off the ring.

"It's unbelievable, he... How did his strength... increase so much!"

"I also find it incredible, but what I care most about are the three dragons behind him!"

"Me too, the dragon behind him is exactly the same as the dragon behind Luoyunlong Mo Nanshan!"

"Then what is the relationship between the two of them!"

Although the practitioners under the stage and the superpower on the jade chair were talking non-stop, Mo Nanshan didn't seem to hear it, staring at Qiu Zhenhui without blinking and walked to Xiao Zimo's side , His face was always full of excitement and affection.

With Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui's good start, the following practitioners began to challenge one after another.

"Ranked fifty-eighth in the ranking, jade-faced Shura Huang Xuanming, challenged to rank seventeenth in the ranking, Yang Cheng in green shirt with ghost face!"

"Ranked forty-seventh on the Billboard, the evil monk Zhu Han who returned to vulgarity, and challenged to the forty-first place on the Billboard, Mo Sen, the Chixing Envoy!"

"Ranked twenty-fourth on the ranking list, Tang Jingxian, a rickety evil woman, challenges the twelfth place on the ranking list, the broken old woman, Guo Meiyu!"

"Ranked 85th on the Billboard, Baihua Fairy Lin Xinyue, challenged to rank 80th on the Billboard, Tianzi Lingxian Du Xiaoxiao!"

"Ranked 42nd on the Billboard, Hong Tie, a blind fortune teller, challenged to be ranked 33rd on the Billboard, and the medicine that hangs the hyacinth is Wuting!"

The battle to win the rankings started for several days in a row. What is worth mentioning is that Liu Ji challenged Feng Qinghan, the soul-destroying swordsman who was ranked fifteenth on the Fengyun rankings, and won the challenge.

On the fifth day, there were still some practitioners who came up to challenge. On the sixth day, there were very few of them, but this was already much better than the previous battle to win the ranking.

After all, there are 20 superpowers on the God of War list this time, and many practitioners have worked hard to win their favor.

"This time the ranking battle should be the most exciting! After all, all twenty people are here!"

"Well, I think so too, but why did 20 superpowers come in person in this ranking battle, and almost none of them were absent?"

"It's very strange, and it's been six days since the battle to win the rankings, and they can still watch it patiently. Is... is something going to happen?"

Looking at the empty arena, many practitioners thought it was over, some of them already wanted to leave, and Xiao Zimo and the others also discussed to leave.

But at this moment, a figure jumped onto the ring, looking at Xiao Zimo with a pair of knife-like eyes, making Xiao Zimo frown tightly, and raised his head to meet him.

"No. 1 on the wind and cloud list, Tongtian Fist Saint Qi Yang, challenges Xiao Zimo, dare to fight!"