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Chapter 32: The Battle of the Quarterfinals


The sky is white in the east, the sun is rising, it is warm and genial; the clouds are vast and the mist is shrouded, it is cool and refreshing.

The green trees, the dewdrops, the chirping apes, the chirping of cicadas, and the flying white cranes really look like a holy land of immortals.

The crisp sound of bells and cauldrons echoed in the mountains, and the top of Jiuhua Mountain was suddenly filled with people.

The battle for the top eight finally begins "In the first and second round, Qin Yu from Qingzhu Peak and Jian Wufeng from Qingyun Peak." shouted an elder on the competition stage.

Qin Yu's body trembled.

Qin Yu knew Jian Wufeng's strength.

At this moment, the eyes of the top leaders of each peak are focused here.

The reason is for no other reason than Yi Boutong said the day before yesterday that if no disciple from Qingzhu Peak enters the top eight, the candidates for the top spot at Qingzhu Peak will have to be selected from the disciples of other peaks.

Ling Jiannan was standing next to Hua Qing and complimented: "Senior nephew Wu Feng has developed his own way of swordsmanship and can be regarded as a genius.

Counting Hao Jianfeng and Chang Sheng, he is one of the top eight in this Nine Meridians Competition.

He occupied three seats.”

"Haha, Junior Brother Ling is so complimentary.

The competition is not over yet, and we still don't know who will win and who will lose."

Although Hua Qing said this, the corner of his mouth curled up with pride, obviously he was very impressed by Ling Jiannan's compliments.

"It's just that the candidates for the first seat of Qingzhu Peak will probably have to be selected from the disciples of other peaks."

Ling Jiannan said On the fighting stage "I never thought this would be a competition between you and me."

Jian Wufeng said with a slight smile while carrying a giant sword.

"I didn't expect it either."

Qin Yu said.

Jian Wufeng slowly drew out the giant sword and said in a solemn voice: "I won't hold back."

“That’s the best thing” Jian Wufeng said no more, said "Be careful", jumped up, and slashed down with the Wufeng giant sword in the air.

Suddenly, a colorless sword energy that was more than ten feet long surged in the wind, and the air waves rolled up, colorless.

The sword energy came straight towards Qin Yu.

The blood sword was unsheathed, silently, but extremely quickly.

The blood-colored sword light bloomed instantly, soaring into the sky, cutting through the colorless sword energy.

Jian Wufeng paused and stepped heavily on the stone platform.

The surface cracked and dented instantly, like an arrow that had escaped from its string.

It was extremely fast and as powerful as a tiger.

The giant sword is deep, its true energy is gathered, and it strikes with a huge force.

Qin Yu's expression was solemn as never before.

Jian Wufeng was strong, but it aroused the long-buried fighting spirit in Qin Yu's heart.

How he longed for a sweaty battle, no matter he won or lost, just to vent the grief and anguish in his heart.

Qin Yu's eyes began to become bloodthirsty, like a ferocious beast.

The true energy surged in his meridians and slowly entered the blood sword.

Qin Yu could feel the restlessness and excitement of the blood sword.

At this moment, Qin Yu's will It seems to be integrated with the sword spirit of the Blood Sword.

Suddenly, Qin Yu's body shook suddenly, and the blood-colored sword light surged instantly.

The ferocious aura enveloped the entire stone platform.

Qin Yu's figure disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, he was in front of Jian Wufeng, and the blood-colored sword flashed.

Pick it up and shake the huge sword that comes at you.

The sound of swords clashing instantly exploded, piercing gold and cracking stone, and was about to shatter people's eardrums.

The two figures flew back, evenly matched, and the moment they stabilized their figures, the table collapsed, and the two figures rushed towards each other like wild beasts.

The figures intertwined, and in a moment, the two swords had intersected for more than ten rounds.

The fierce sword clash echoed on the top of Jiuhua Mountain, attracting everyone's attention.

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The heavy giant sword seemed as light as nothing in Jian Wufeng's hand.

The sword energy was raging, and the stone platform instantly burst into pieces, with stone chips flying wildly.

Such astonishing destructive power left every onlooker stunned.

Facing such a powerful attack, Qin Yu did not retreat at all.

In terms of strength alone, Qin Yu was confident that he would not lose to anyone.

The barbarian bull energy was running wildly, with energy like a swimming dragon, roaring and rolling, the blood sword seemed to know Qin Yu's fighting intention, and the fierce energy became stronger, and it went towards Jian Wufeng without any fancy.

The blood sword danced wildly, with no rules or moves at all.

In contrast, the sword without edge sword's moves were wide open and closed, step by step, and without leakage.

All the disciples lamented, secretly saying that although Qin Yu from Qingzhu Peak had some brute strength, he could not compare with Jian Wufeng from Qingyun Peak.

However, the expressions of the leader of the eight peaks and the elders were changing.

Finally, Hua Qing said in a concentrated voice: "Use your mind to control the sword, and do nothing to control the sword."

The leaders and elders were all horrified, and then looked towards the competition stage with solemn eyes.

On the stage, Jian Wufeng looked solemn and turned around.

The ink-like Wufeng sword suddenly turned around, as fast as lightning, and rushed towards Qin Yu with the momentum of cutting mountains and seas.

Without seeing Qin Yu's movements, or even seeing the trajectory of the blood sword clearly, Qin Yu's blood sword in his hand rushed forward and collided with the edgeless giant sword.

The momentum was not weak at all.

Use your mind to control the sword, and when your mind moves, the sword will come.

Although Qin Yu has not been practicing for a long time, he can first get a glimpse of it.

The next moment, with everyone stunned, they saw their bodies shook violently at the same time.

As if they were hit hard, blood immediately sprayed out, and their figures flew back.

Qin Yu was even more unbearable.

His whole body rolled for several weeks before he stopped.

His throat felt sweet and a mouthful of blood spurted out again and sprinkled on the blood sword.

Then, without anyone noticing, the blood was quickly absorbed by the blood sword.

Go in.

Jian Wufeng was so powerful that everyone was stunned.

Qin Yu could barely resist, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

The blood blended into the sword body, and the blood color was particularly rich.

Qin Yu felt a cold evil aura spread along his arm and spread to the meridians throughout his body.

Qin Yu was shocked, and the ferocious aura of the Night Blood Sword still made Qin Yu feel frightened.

However, the cold evil energy did not have the slightest intention of destroying the meridians, but gradually merged with the true energy.

In an instant, the true energy in Qin Yu's body surged, rolling and rushing, breaking through the limit of a sixth-level martial artist.

At this moment, Qin Yu felt that he and the Blood Sword were completely integrated into one body, and he was connected with the sword spirit like never before.

His body was the sword, and the sword was also his body.

Invisible air waves swept away with Qin Yu as the center.

"Congratulations" Jian Wufeng said expressionlessly.

Then the giant sword danced, setting off a strong wind.

Countless rays of sword energy were raging in the strong wind.

The stone platform cracked, and the solid rocks were rolled up like scraps of paper by the strong wind.

For a time, sand and rocks were flying, with a mighty momentum, heading towards Qin Yu like jumping over mountains and seas.

Come.

Qin Yu stood up slowly with bloodshot eyes hanging from the corners of his mouth, his eyes were bloodshot, and his appearance was a bit ferocious.

With a wave of the blood sword, streaks of blood shot out in an arc shape.

Then, tens of thousands of bloody cold lights rushed out.

The rich and sinister aura spread, and the rushing blood light burst out like a sea tide.

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The evil energy and blood light met with the strong wind and sword energy, and the stone platform was finally overwhelmed and cracked.

The air waves rolled up, picking up stone dust and dust all over the sky, and rushed to all sides, drowning the two figures.

The sound of the sword roaring through gold and cracking stone is about to tear people's eardrums.

The disciples, elders, and leaders of the Jiuhua Sect who were watching all turned pale.

There had never been such a fierce battle since the beginning of the Jiu Mei Martial Arts Competition.

In just a moment, the huge stone competition platform collapsed, leaving only rubble on the ground.

Remaining ridge.

The strong wind and bloody light finally dissipated, and the stone chips and smoke in the sky gradually settled.

Among the stones and dust, there was only a figure holding a blood sword standing, and it was Qin Yu.

"Qin Yusheng of Qingzhu Peak," said an elder, his voice even trembling.

Everyone was in an uproar.

No one thought that this competition would end with Qin Yu's victory.

Among the rocks, Qin Yu's clothes were stained with blood, and his vision was blurry.

The bright red blood almost covered his eyes.

After hearing the words "Qin Yu wins at Qingzhu Peak", his heart relaxed, and his tense body finally relaxed.

On the verge of collapse, Qin Yu's consciousness also blurred, and only the whistling of the mountain wind was left in his ears.

If he could hear the call from the outside world, he would hear the exclamations of Changsheng, Lianmeng, Diewu, Tiangeng and Panshi.

At this moment, Qin Yu, who was confused, suddenly thought of Lian Meng, the woman he had been dreaming about.

The coldness on his face was replaced by anxiety, and she was running towards him.

An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Qin Yu's lips, and then he finally gave out, losing the last trace of his clarity

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