The Alchemist God

when!

Under the violent collision of the Dragon Spirit Sword, Qin Yan could hardly hold the Fire Snake Lance, but he was also considered to be extremely talented, and he rolled out smoothly, and the Fire Snake Lance turned into a fire snake and devoured Lin Muyu's feet.

Lin Muyu couldn't help laughing, quickly turned back a few steps, stabbed the long sword into the ground with one hand, and called out the gourd wall with a loud shout. After resolving it, Lin Muyu quickly slashed out three swords, which shocked Qin Yan back again and again, and the dragon scale armor spirit on his body also quickly collapsed.

After more than 30 rounds of the battle, Qin Yan's fighting spirit improvement speed was much lower than that of Lin Muyu, so without any delay, he readily inserted the Fire Snake Spear into the ground, clasped his fists and said, Brother Lin Muyu, I surrender...you haven't even You can defeat Ah Yan with that mysterious power...

Ha, I have given up to Ah Yan.

Lin Muyu also cupped his fists and smiled. The mysterious power that Qin Yan mentioned was actually Qiyao Xuanli. Many people knew that Lin Muyu possessed a mysterious martial art, but no one knew what it was called, so let him It became more and more mysterious.

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Advance to the semi-finals!

Carrying the Dragon Spirit Sword and Qin Yan walked down the martial arts stage side by side, Qin Yan looked at his Fire Snake Spear, which was already covered with densely packed small cuts, and couldn't help but feel distressed: What kind of sword is that brother Lin Muyu used? , so overbearing, he actually cut out the gaps in my Fire Snake Spear, this Fire Snake Spear is a treasure of the second rank of the Mysterious Grade, the weapon that my father specially found for me from the Western Regions...

It's okay, just find a blacksmith to fix it. Lin Muyu comforted him by patting him on the shoulder.

Okay... Qin Yan was still a little lonely. After all, he was a competitive young man, and it was a pity to lose, especially in such a grand competition as the Sword Fighting Conference.

At this time, Chu Huaimian stood up, his body shook slightly, and he frowned, looking a little uncomfortable.

Old Chu, can you fight again? Feng Jixing worried: Your injury is a bit serious!

It's been bandaged...

Chu Huaimian gritted his teeth and said, It's okay, I've been preparing for the sword fight for so long, and I must go out and defeat Murong Zhou, so that he can laugh at me again because there is no one in the Imperial Forest Guard.

Well, then...

Murong Zhou, thirty-four years old, the commander of the frontier army of Tianshu province, the general of Zhenbei, is well versed in marksmanship, and is known as the gun god of Tianshu province. It is said that he is invincible in riding and fighting. The downfall of seven Beimo generals made him a lifetime of glory. It seems that because of these experiences, Murong Zhou became defiant, and even threatened to challenge the imperial guards of the imperial capital one by one to see if the imperial capital was still alive. Someone is his opponent.

Moreover, Murong Zhou is extremely talented, he has stepped into the second level of the heavenly realm before he was forty years old, half a year earlier than Chu Huaimian stepped into the second level of the heavenly realm.

Chu Huaimian stepped onto the martial arts platform step by step, his steps were a little dignified, he was indeed seriously injured, but his dignity as the commander of the dragon guards must not be lost, holding the long sword in his hand, he stood majestically in the wind, as if A statue of a god is generally inviolable.

Murong Zhou held a long iron spear in his hand, raised his brows and said with a smile: Chu Huaimian, you have proved that you are a strong person by fighting Zeng Fang, but I, Murong Zhou, do not want to bully the injured, I think... ...You still have to admit defeat, it's not a shame to lose to Murong Zhou, otherwise, with your skills greatly reduced after being injured, I really won't be able to win by force.

Chu Huaimin's smile was very bright: The prerequisite for victory is to be able to win. Do you think you can beat me? I heard that you really want to challenge Qin Lei and Feng Jixing. There is a nickname in Lin Weizhong called 'Touchstone', if you challenge the two commanders, then you must first defeat me, otherwise you are not qualified to challenge them.

Really? Then I'd rather be obedient than respectful!

As soon as the words fell, Murong Zhou's iron spear suddenly stabbed obliquely, Chu Huaimian hurriedly raised his long sword to block, but Murong Zhou's long spear was full of strength, and the tip of the spear tilted slightly, A flower of blood bloomed directly on Chu Huaimian's shoulder.

Shushasha...

The power of the touch made Chu Huaimian retreat a few steps. He quickly discarded the long sword, his palms turned into fingers, and starlight lingered around him. When Murong Zhou approached again with the iron gun, Chu Huaimian raised his hand The hand is just a finger, and the battle energy turns into a star and goes straight to Murong Zhou's eyebrows.

scare?!

Murong Zhou froze for a moment, the air armor between his eyebrows had already been shattered, he hurriedly turned over and fell to the ground to avoid the second and third blows, and made deep holes in the stone slab with his fingers Kong, the strength of Chu Huaimian's vindictiveness can be seen.

Too much deceit!

Murong Zhou rolled and scrambled in embarrassment, and finally found a chance to jump up, and the spear shot at Chu Huaimian's calf.

However, Murong Zhou did not expect that Chu Huaimian would fight so hard. He forcibly condensed his fighting spirit and rooted his calf to the ground. He was hit by the gun head with a Peng, and the blood flowed horizontally. Flying like a butterfly, countless dou qi condensed stars fell down, directly blasting away Murong Zhou's dou qi armor, and instead punched out bloody holes.

In a blink of an eye, Murong Zhou was already injured all over, and thanks to Chu Huaimian who only used 30% of his strength, otherwise this round of star picking would be enough to kill Murong Zhou on the spot!

Murong Zhou, covered in blood all over his body, stood up slowly, and when he was holding an iron gun and wanted to attack him, he saw Chu Huaimian facing him with one palm raised, motionless, and a bright moon star was reflected in the sky, Yinyue The palm could kill him at any moment.

I... I admit defeat...

Murong Zhou was dejected, and if he didn't admit defeat, he would have to pay the price with his life. Chu Huaimian was already determined to win the place in the top four.

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Lin Muyu and Feng Jixing hurried forward and helped Chu Huaimian who was covered in injuries all over his body, but Chu Huaimian felt a sense of nausea and dizziness. When he looked into the distance, he found that Zengxiang's seat was empty, and couldn't help but For a while lonely.

Old Chu, you idiot, you are dying! Feng Jixing said in a low voice.

Chu Huaimian smiled and said: Your Majesty promised that the top four of this swordfight will be awarded the title of a second-class nobleman. Our Chu family is all from commoner background. I must change this situation and let Ah Yao will never be looked down upon by anyone again.

Stupid... Feng Jixing said lightly.

Lin Muyu supported Chu Huaimian's shoulder, and said, Hurry up and apply the medicine, or your leg may be useless. Murong Zhou's shot didn't stay strong at all!

Um……

Immediately, sitting by the stage, took off the combat boots for Chu Huaimian, his leg was already bruised and bloody, Lin Muyu hurriedly took out the healing medicine, and personally applied the medicine for Chu Huaimian.

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So far, the top four in the sword fighting tournament have appeared, namely: Feng Jixing, Lin Muyu, Qin Lei, and Chu Huaimian, who happen to be the four best brothers.

Soon, the eunuch announced the final matchup list——Lin Muyu, Qin Leifeng, and Chu Huaimian. Finally, the four brothers will have a showdown.

Chu Huaimian lay on the cold stone steps, looked at the sky faintly, and said with a smile: This year's sword fighting competition is really brilliant, it is probably the most tragic one in the history of the sword fighting conference...

Qin Lei said: It is also the most powerful one. The top four are all the second heavens. Such a lineup... the empire has not seen it for hundreds of years, otherwise His Majesty would not be so happy.

Chu Huaimian tilted his head to look at Feng Jixing, and said, Brother Feng, this time it's cheaper for you. In the end, I've won all the battles, and I really can't afford to fight any more.

Feng Jixing said happily: So I, Feng, won't be directly promoted to the first place competition.

yes.

Haha, I will definitely treat you to a drink later, the best wine in Lanyan City.

Thanks……

Then, the semifinal match turned into a battle between Qin Lei and Lin Muyu, Qin Lei leaned Lei Crack Dao on the ground, and said with a smile, Ah Yu, it's our turn, shall we go all out, or hold back?

Lin Muyu smiled and said, Don't try your best, just talk about it...

Oh well……

Qin Lei is also a straightforward person, he patted Lin Muyu on the shoulder, and said with a smile: I am the big brother, don't worry, once the winner is determined, I will stop.

Yes, me too!

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When the two came to the stage together, Qin Lei slowly waved his long saber and said with a smile, Ah Yu, why don't we decide the outcome with one move? With one of our most powerful moves, whoever wins will win in an instant, so as to save a moment of fighting. It took too long, consumed too much fighting energy, and let Feng Jixing take advantage of it, I don't want to see him take the Liulong Talisman without fighting! If this is the case, the imperial army will take too much advantage.

Okay. Lin Muyu nodded and smiled, Then we will decide the winner with one move!

good!

The people in the audience couldn't hear what the people on the stage were saying, but they could all see that the expressions of Lin Muyu and Qin Yan suddenly became serious, and the fighting spirit on the two of them rose rapidly, making people feel as if they were about to suffocate .

Crack! Crack!

Qin Leiping held the Thunder Cracking Knife, and streaks of thunder light descended from the sky and lingered around him. The Thunder Cracking Knife trembled slightly. At the same time, six golden God-binding locks lingered around his body, and the mighty fighting spirit continued to spread to the surroundings, forming a wave of Extremely strong storms were hitting all directions, and even thunderstorms fell from the sky, making the sky dim. In an instant, the day seemed to turn into night, and only the flashing light of thunder continued to shine on the people near the martial arts platform.

Oh my God... Tang Xiaoxi's face paled and said: Brother Qin Lei, is he desperate? He... he doesn't want to kill Ah Yu, does he?

Qin Yin's beautiful eyes were also full of worry: I believe Brother Qin Lei will be sensible, Ah Yu...he...

Everyone on the martial arts viewing platform was dumbfounded, Qin Lei's move was really amazing, as if he wanted to use Tianwei to defeat Lin Muyu.

On the contrary, Lin Muyu was very calm, the golden gourd was slowly spinning in the palm of his hand, and in a blink of an eye, it became larger and enveloped his whole body, the dragon spirit sword was unsheathed, and the sound of the sword's groaning continued. Piercing the dark clouds condensed by Qin Lei, a ray of sky light fell on Lin Muyu's body, and the long sword was removed from his hand, and the Dragon Spirit Sword quickly spun, carrying streaks of real dragon primordial fire.

More than that, Lin Muyu even has a left hand, with streaks of blood-colored monster power dancing wildly in the palm, and quickly poured into the blade. Yao, because there is no need, if the second Yao can't beat Qin Lei, it can only mean that he should not get the Liulong Talisman, and Qin Lei's life is obviously more important than the Liulong Talisman.

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