Rise of Qinglian

Wang Qiuming and Lu Ping agreed, and they flew towards a ring.

Countless mysterious blue runes flew up from the floor. After a blur, they turned into a thick blue water curtain, covering the entire arena. There was a blue turtle pattern on the surface of the blue water curtain. The blue turtle Like a living creature, it keeps swimming on the surface of the blue water curtain.

At the beginning of the competition, Lu Ping shrugged his right shoulder, and a golden Miao knife appeared in his hand. The golden Miao knife was five feet long, with some exquisite silver patterns on the blade, and a lifelike mini gold carving pattern on the handle.

A strong wind suddenly blew up on the arena, and the clothes of Wang Qiuming and Lu Ping flew in the wind.

Wang Qiuming held out a palm-sized golden wheel. The golden wheel spun around, and its body instantly grew to about ten feet in size. The golden wheel rotated rapidly, and the void made a "buzzing" sound.

There was a flash of golden light, and a golden sword energy that was more than thirty feet long flew out. Before it fell, a powerful air flow appeared on the ring, and the void made bursts of harsh sound.

Ding!

The golden sword energy struck the giant golden wheel and was smashed into pieces by the rapidly rotating golden wheel, turning into little bits of golden light and dispersing.

Lu Ping was just testing it out and did not use his full strength. He took a deep breath, held the golden seedling knife in both hands, and slashed towards Wang Qiuming in the air.

With a flash of golden light, the air in the arena was rolled back, and a powerful air current appeared. A golden sword energy emerged out of thin air. After a blur, it turned into dozens of golden sword energy, and chopped down head-on. General Wang Qiuming The posture of cutting to pieces.

This wasn't the end yet, Lu Ping kept waving the golden Miao knife in his hand, slashing vertically and horizontally, and streaks of golden sword energy flew out, continuously slashing towards the opposite side.

Wang Qiuming snorted lightly and made a seal with one hand. Countless golden runes appeared in the void behind him. The dense golden runes gathered together and turned into a golden wheel more than ten feet long. The inner ring of the golden wheel was filled with sharp blades.

The spiritual technique Golden Moon True Wheel is a spiritual technique given by Nangong Miao, the great elder of Zhenhai Sect.

As soon as the golden wheel appeared, it spun quickly, and a powerful air flow emerged out of thin air. The air flowed backwards and strong winds blew up. The golden sword energy that was slashing at Wang Qiuming lost control and flew towards the golden wheel, making a series of muffled "ding-ding" sounds. , golden sword energy was crushed to pieces by the golden giant wheel.

Roar!

An angry beast roared, and a giant golden tiger rushed towards him. If you look closely, you can see that the golden tiger is not an entity, but an incorporeal body.

As soon as the golden giant tiger came ten feet closer to Wang Qiuming, its body flew towards the golden wheel uncontrollably.

Boom!

The rapidly rotating golden wheel crushed the golden tiger to pieces, leaving Wang Qiuming unscathed.

Lu Ping's face looked a little ugly, and he wanted to use other methods. Wang Qiuming pinched the magic formula, and the golden wheel above his head grew in size, its rotation speed increased by more than three times, and a powerful air flow emerged out of thin air.

Lu Ping's protective aura flashed wildly, as if it would tear apart at any moment. The blue water curtain covering the arena rippled, and the blue turtle on the surface of the blue water curtain swam unsteadily, as if it was about to be pulled out. Blue water curtain.

Wang Qiuming pinched the magic formula, and the golden round light swelled and flew towards Lu Ping.

Lu Ping's body-protecting aura was distorted and deformed. Within three breaths, his body-protecting aura shattered, and a dazzling golden sword energy flew out.

Boom!

The golden wheel was smashed by the golden sword energy, and the golden sword energy was also torn into pieces. Both of them died together. A circle of air waves visible to the naked eye spread, and the air waves hit the blue water curtain. The blue water curtain kept shaking, as if It will tear apart at any time.

There was a flash of golden light, and a golden wheel appeared in front of Lu Ping instantly. The golden wheel was golden all over, and it was obviously an entity.

The golden Miao knife in Lu Ping's hand slashed forward, and with a muffled "ding" sound, the golden Miao knife flew out uncontrollably. The golden round light swelled, piercing Lu Ping's body-protecting spiritual light, and rubbed against him. Passing by.

If it were a life and death fight, he would already be dead.

Lu Ping was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He hugged his fists at Wang Qiuming and said politely: "Thank you, fellow Taoist Wang, for showing mercy. I will admit defeat."

"I accept it, Fellow Daoist Lu."

Wang Qiuming cupped his fists and returned the favor. This was the first time he used the spiritual art of Jinyue Zhenlun.

Zhao Richen showed a playful expression on his face and winked at a polite middle-aged Confucian scholar. The middle-aged Confucian scholar understood what he understood, jumped down on the ring, clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist Wang is profound in Taoism. I am Liu Qinghe, I want to discuss this with fellow Taoist Wang, and I would like to ask fellow Taoist Wang for some advice.”

Wang Qiuming looked at Wang Qingshan. Wang Qingshan turned a blind eye and did not agree or refuse. This was a rare opportunity to test Wang Qiuming. Whether it was war or peace, Wang Qiuming decided.

"Please give me some advice, Fellow Daoist Liu."

Wang Qiuming thought for a moment and decided to accept the challenge.

At the beginning of the competition, Liu Qinghe held out a blue jade pen and waved it in the air. Palm-sized blue swallows appeared out of thin air, flapping their wings and pounced on Wang Qiuming.

Wang Qiuming pinched the magic formula, and countless golden lights lit up in the void above his head, and a huge golden wheel appeared immediately, which was the spiritual Golden Moon True Wheel.

The golden wheel rotated rapidly, and a powerful air current emerged out of thin air. As soon as the blue swallows came ten feet away from Wang Qiuming, they were swept into the golden wheel by the strong air current, smashed into pieces, and disappeared into little bits of blue light.

Wang Qiuming released two third-level puppet beasts, a golden giant ape puppet beast, and a black spider puppet beast, and rushed towards the opposite side.

Liu Qinghe calmly released a giant golden eagle about ten feet in size and pounced on the two puppet beasts.

He took out a shiny silver book, opened it, and began to recite. Countless silver runes flew out and suddenly turned into three giant silver palms more than ten feet in size. They swatted towards Wang Qiuming, and the silver palms passed by. There was a sound of breaking through the void.

The three giant silver palms flew towards the golden wheel uncontrollably, and were smashed into pieces by the golden wheel, turning into countless silver runes.

The next moment, the silver runes turned around and turned into countless sharp silver flying knives, slashing at Wang Qiuming from all directions.

Wang Qiuming took out a blue flag and waved it gently. The blue light flashed, and a large blue water curtain appeared out of thin air to protect his whole body.

The dense silver flying knives sank into the blue water curtain, and they were immediately unable to move and unable to pass through the blue water curtain.

Wang Qiuming gently tapped the golden moon wheel above his head. The golden moon wheel's light rose sharply and flew towards Liu Qinghe, followed by another smaller golden wheel.

Two golden wheels, one real and one virtual.

A strong gravity emerged from the ground, and the giant golden eagle slowed down. It was covered by a black spider web, and two third-order puppet beasts rushed toward Liu Qinghe.

Boom!

Liu Qinghe's body-protecting aura was broken, and the long golden stick in the ape puppet beast's hand slapped him. Liu Qinghe flew backwards and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"Wang Qiu Ming wins."