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The first thousand seven hundred and eighty-eight chapters

Chapter 1830 Two women fight

"go……"

A ray of power from the holy spine shot out, winding towards the body of the spiritual heart.

The spiritual heart has been on guard for a long time, and their real strength may be difficult to distinguish, but the foundation of competing with the power of the Holy Rod will be very intuitive.

"Brush!" A white light burst out from Lingxin's body and faced Qing Shiyu's attack.

"boom!"

The two forces of the holy spine collided violently halfway and both dissipated.

"Come again!"

Qing Shiyu shouted lightly, and her jade hand had already condensed a stronger sacred spine power.

"brush!"

Qing Shiyu's ten fingers shot out the power of the holy spine. This power of the holy spine was not like before, but added certain combat skills and surrounded the spiritual heart from all directions.

For a moment, the entire battle platform became colorful and looked extremely gorgeous.

"What a unique skill, these two women are simply heroes of the girls!"

Although it was just the most basic battle, everyone around them still watched it with relish.

The main reason is that the two people in front of me are evenly matched, so that they can be interesting.

"Can a peak genius of the Honghuang Village and a peak genius of the Yuxu Palace not be powerful? The geniuses of the eight ancient clans are afraid that they are not sure to defeat them."

Some female disciples looked at them with reverence, and they seemed to use these two as role models.

"Brother Lin Feng, you are not afraid of taking such a girl out and traveling all over the world. You are so blessed!"

Xu An envied by Ye Fan.

After hearing this, Ye Fan rolled his eyes. What a mess of description, but he was not angry with Xu An, so he would just be praised for Qing Shiyu.

Although surrounded by the power of the ten holy spines, the spiritual heart did not feel panic at all. All the power of the holy spines on his body was mobilized, forming a halo around his body as a barrier.

"Bang bang bang!"

The muffled sound kept appearing, and Qing Shiyu's skillful attack was eventually forcibly blocked and did not achieve results.

"It's my turn to fight back now!"

A woman with such a strong spiritual heart naturally cannot be beaten all the time. After saying a cold voice, she danced with her gauze dress fluttering with the wind, and her power increased greatly.

"boom!"

The aperture of the holy ridge power that originally protected her suddenly exploded and turned into countless slight lights and shot towards Qing Shiyu opposite.

Seeing this scene, Qing Shiyu's beautiful eyes suddenly stagnated, her jade hand flew and waving, sprinkling white light.

"What a strong ability to control power!"

Ye Fan's eyes also had a hint of surprise. It was not easy for Qing Shiyu to divide the power of the Holy Ridge into ten strands of battle, but the spiritual heart was even more amazing. Her power of the Holy Ridge almost covered the entire battle platform and attacked Qing Shiyu from all directions.

This requires extremely powerful soul power and unique fighting spirit to achieve it.

"Bang bang bang!"

Qing Shiyu tried his best to resist, and white light spread out, and each of them exploded on the battlefield.

For a moment, the entire battle platform exploded and trembled violently. The simple battle between the two men of the Holy Rod had already caused such a stir.

Everyone stared at the field intently, feeling that the winner was quick to win and lose.

"Dingdeng!"

Finally, a backward sound came from the white light, indicating that someone was repelled.

As the sound appeared, the white light gradually dissipated, reappearing and reappearing the beautiful figures of the two.

At this moment, neither of them was embarrassed. They were in their positions and their minds had not changed, but Qing Shiyu had already left.

"I lost!"

Qing Shiyu's chest was a little ups and downs, and she said calmly.

"You are a blood genius. Compared to me, you are actually at a disadvantage. You can fight for so long. It's really amazing!"

Ling Xin praised her.

"It's just that skill is not as good as others! I wish you a leader!"

When Qing Shiyu heard the words of Lingxin, she felt much better in her heart and blessed her.

After saying that, she walked off the battlefield directly.

"Come here!"

Seeing Qing Shiyu as beautiful as a fairy towards him, Xu An was excited, but after seeing Ye Fan beside him, he suddenly reacted, shrank his neck and left silently.

"It's okay, if you lose, you lose. In my heart, you are all the same!"

Ye Fan stood up, pulled Qing Shiyu directly into his arms, and comforted him softly.

While speaking, he glanced at Lingxin, and Lingxin nodded to him without saying anything.

"I see!"

Qing Shiyu responded, feeling a little moved, and said at the same time, "I came here to remind you that your next opponent is very powerful!"

"Are you talking about Changsun Xiahua?"

Ye Fan said subconsciously.

"That's right, this person is the most powerful genius of the ancient sword clan. The nine-strate sword technique he created kills people invisibly. You should be more careful!"

Qing Shiyu nodded seriously.

"I see!"

Ye Fan responded, hugged Qing Shiyu and sat down, and fell into deep thought.

In this Tianjian Conference, the one who really participated in the battle was Lingxin. He was just a substitute, but he could not lose, and he had to enter the top six.

While thinking, Ye Fan glanced at the remaining people. Except for Xu An and Lingxin who had already advanced, the few people left were almost all disciples of the ancient clan.

Among them, the ambitions of Cangxuan Ancient Clan, the Abyss Demon Clan, the Dark Night Ghost Clan, etc. were not eliminated. These were all jackals, tigers and leopards. Once their geniuses became young leaders, the heavenly realm would be completely in chaos.

Therefore, he himself understood that the burden on Ye Fan's shoulders would not be successful by them. As for the fifth prince, he was afraid that he would lose.

Under such a situation, the sword-style ancient genius Changsun Xiahua and Ye Fan must defeat it.

At this moment, the camp of the Qingtian Demon Clan was already boiling.

Qing Shiyu was defeated in the battle, and in the way of "this" child's play, the Qingtian Demon Clan was furious.

After all, Qing Wanshan is dead, and Qing Shiyu is regarded as their last hope.

"I'm so angry that I'll let this unfilial junior come back!"

The elders of the Qingtian Demon Clan looked at Qing Shiyu and Ye Fan hugging each other at the bottom of the battle stage, and were even more angry.

You must know that Ye Fan had just killed Qing Wanshan at this moment and had become the irreconcilable enemy of their Qingtian Demon Clan.

In the entire prehistoric land, no one likes Ye Fan except the Dahua Demon Clan who has never expressed his opinion.

"Elder, Miss Shiyu doesn't listen to anything except the head of the family!"

A member of the Qingtian Demon Clan said helplessly.

Even the head of the Qingtian Demon Clan was almost helpless about Qing Shiyu.

"It's embarrassing. If this woman really has to be scammered, it's better not to be there!"

The elder said a fierce sentence, then turned around and stopped looking at Ye Fan and Qing Shiyu.

Many members of the Qingtian Demon Clan were shocked after hearing this. Is this possible?

What else does the Qingtian Demon Clan fight against the Huangtian Demon Clan?

The elder's words were just angry words.

But they really couldn't handle Ye Fan's matter.

On the battlefield, two men had already stepped up again, one with a mask on his face, a tall figure, and his hands were on his back, as if he was confident.

The other one is wearing a white robe, with a strand of bangs on his forehead hanging down to his eyes, and silk is floating in the wind.

This person stood there, his figure was like a sharp sword unsheathed, extremely sharp, but his temperament also had a sense of outrage.

"Yun Family Red Copper!"

The man in the mask is naturally Ye Fan, and he bowed his hands at this moment.

"The ancient sword style clan, Changsun Xiahua!"

The man in white also bowed his hand to return the gift.
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