President Qingyun's blood pressure surged and almost couldn't hold on to the cultivation energy of the Tribulation Realm.

It is naive to be a little girl, how old have you lived?

Qin Cheng also shook his head.

It can be seen that Yun Anran is determined, and even if he competes by himself, he may not be able to achieve the effect that Mr. Yun wants.

"Young Master Qin, let's start."

I was too lazy to persuade my granddaughter anymore, President Qingyun spoke up.

Then, several people came to a square.

When passing by, Qin Cheng also took a look at the spiritual pool not far away. It was filled with spiritual energy and occupied a large area. There was even a small pavilion in the center of the spiritual pool. The more you looked at this place, the more you felt satisfied.

President Qingyun, Elder Di and others stood beside him, while Qin Cheng and Zhang Song walked to the center of the platform.

"Since I am a cultivator, the cultivation competition will certainly be carried out, but I will not bully you. I can suppress my cultivation to the same as you." Qin Cheng looked at Zhang Song and said.

Zhang Song hesitated for a moment and said nothing.

Seeing that Zhang Song still wanted to hide, Qin Cheng smiled and did not expose it, reducing his cultivation to the fusion realm, just like Zhang Song's current cultivation level.

"You said you won two games in three games, what else can you compete?" Zhang Song said.

"You and I can choose one of you, or you can choose both." Qin Cheng said.

"Then let's get the formation and refining medicine." Zhang Song said decisively.

"Can."

Qin Cheng didn't hesitate either.

Zhang Song is a genius in this field and will definitely choose the formation.

As for the others, whether it is refining weapons, talismans or controlling beasts, you have no problem.

After the decision was made, the two of them set aside and prepared to fight.

Although he said he didn't care, Yun Anran stood behind Zhang Song, still put his hands on his chest, and cheered his lover up nervously.

"You can take out your weapons."

Zhang Song turned his hand, took out a fairy sword of good texture and pointed it at Qin Cheng.

"No need, you don't need to use weapons to hit you." Qin Cheng shook his head.

"Arrogant."

Zhang Song frowned and hummed, and his spiritual energy swept towards Qincheng.

I have to say that although Zhang Song is far inferior to him, the sword technique is also used to be full of strength, reflecting the strength that a genius of a sect should have.

Qin Cheng carried his hands on the back and stepped on the world.

He had no means to use any means. He completely avoided the various spiritual lights and sword lights that Zhang Song rolled out by his body.

Just like a strange man who can never touch the water on his body in heavy rain, no matter how fast Zhang Song speeds up, how much spiritual energy is, he is powerless.

President Qingyun is talking about crushing, so Qin Cheng will naturally show it without hesitation.

Qin Cheng is also controlled by the fusion realm of cultivation, but the origin of the sword art has long been condensed, and various body techniques are also the essence of cultivation, and there is no pressure at all.

"drink!"

I couldn't catch it for a long time, and I felt a little embarrassed in front of Yun Anran.

Zhang Song shouted softly, and the magic sword in his hand suddenly changed its methods.

The sky suddenly became dark, and the sound of thunder rolled.

Zhang Song held the sky with one hand and pointed his sword at the sky.

Boom!

The mysterious thunder fell, the fairy sword attracted thunder, and Zhang Song's whole body was shrouded in the arc of lightning and slashed out again at Qincheng.

This time, the sword light was countless times faster than before with the help of the thunderous momentum, and the thunder arc flew with the sword light, connecting it into a network to try to block all movement routes in Qincheng.

This method should be Zhang Song's trump card.


Chapter completed!