Chapter 575

"Is that the end?"

"Who can tell me what's going on? Lu Jianqun won't cheat. He has the upper hand."

"Who can explain?"

Lu Jianqun's sudden failure caused a lot of noise. Most of them had never seen Qin Yichen fight. They only saw that Lu Jianqun had beaten Qin Yichen to retreat before and how he suddenly fell down.

"Is that the way his soul attacks? It's a bit of a doorstep, so I have to be careful. "

Tang Yishui looks scared. Although he says it easily, he has already regarded Qin Yichen as a strong enemy in his heart. He knows that Qin Yichen is suspected to have mastered some kind of soul attack method. Now he is on guard.

"Soul attack?"

On the spaceship, the ethereal fairy frowned slightly, and her eyes were misty, which made people unable to see the real and the virtual, especially a veil. Although it covered her face, it had a hazy aesthetic feeling, pure and clean.

"Yes, miss. It's said that Jiang Wu has suffered a heavy loss in his hands."

Beside the ethereal fairy, a girl in green with a pair of smart eyes dribbled around, "Miss, I know you need a master of soul cultivation. Shall I contact him for you?"

"Forget it, it's not the right time. Although he has soul method, his strength is too low."

"But there are too few masters who are good at soul." The girl in green pursed her mouth wrongly.

Ethereal fairy also feels headache. She does have a plan. The implementation of this plan requires the cooperation of a master of soul cultivation, but the other side's realm at least needs to turn into infancy. Naturally, she can see that Qin Yichen is only in jiedan period. If she participates in the plan, she will die without life.

"Let's have a look first. This time, it is said that there is a young master in the Luo family. The Luo family is good at soul attack. Let's have a look at her strength first."

The ethereal fairy did not let go. The plan was too important for her to be careless.

"May I announce the result?"

Lu Jianqun's sudden failure made the referee dull until Qin Yichen made a sound.

"In the second group, Qin Yichen won."

The referee hurriedly announced the result. Qin Yichen laughed, "does this man's booty belong to me?"

Qin Yichen looks at Fang Yin on the ground, and his eyes are hot.

Although Lu Jianqun lost without exerting his power, Qin Yichen thought the seal was not simple.

"Well - well - now that you win, it's your booty."

The referee was speechless. It was the first time that he saw someone in the game, who made people dizzy, and then took the other side's magic weapon for himself. However, there was no rule that Qin Yichen could not take it away.

As soon as Qin Yichen was happy, he came forward to seize Fang Yin and wanted to put it away.

But the next moment, Qin Yichen's face became very strange.

The seal looks like it's the size of a palm, but it's extremely heavy. Qin Yichen didn't catch it.

"Give me a lift."

Qin Yichen didn't believe in evil, and his physical strength was as strong as that of a spirit beast in his infancy. At the same time, his field power surged out, wrapped the square seal and changed his gravity position.

Qin Yichen means together, finally grasp Fang Yin, but just lift a trace, can't lift any more.

This seal seems to release a mysterious force and increase its own gravity.

Qin Yichen is speechless. If he only competes for strength, the Mahayana masters may not be his opponents.

In the Mahayana period, the masters are powerful. In the realm, they have magic power, but their physical strength is not much better than that of ordinary monks.

But Qin Yichen couldn't take this simple square seal.

Qin Yichen secretly worried that the more strange the seal was, the better it was. Now the treasure is in his hand, and he can't hold it?

"Qin Yichen, the game is over. Why don't you take your booty?"

The referee sees Qin Yichen to be immobile for a long time, some impatient urge way.

Qin Yichen's face is green. You think you don't want to take it and go away. The physical strength erupts again, but no matter how Qin Yichen tosses about, Fang Yin doesn't move. It's like having a root.

"That's all. It's his treasure. I don't like it." Qin Yichen turns his mouth, a pair of cloud light breeze light appearance, but in the heart but ache of can't, this is a strange treasure.

"In that case, wake up Lu Jianqun."

The referee had a lot of experience. He vaguely guessed that Qin Yichen had used his soul to attack Lu Jianqun.

"All right."

Qin Yichen is helpless. Before, he just attacked Lu Jianqun with the vortex of his soul. He directly imprisoned Lu Jianqun's knowledge of the sea and lost the control of his soul. Lu Jianqun naturally fainted.

Qin Yichen takes back the virtual shadow of the soul whirlpool. Lu Jianqun blinks his eyes vaguely and wakes up. When Lu Jianqun opens his eyes, he jumps up. He is about to chop Qin Yichen with his sword, but he is stopped by the referee.

"Lu Jianqun, if you lose, don't go down quickly." This game has been delayed for a long time and the referee is a little impatient.

"How did I lose?" Lu Jianqun doesn't understand. He has nothing to do with himself. How can he lose.

"You have just been knocked unconscious by Qin Yichen. If it wasn't for his mercy, you would be dead." The referee explained.

Lu Jianqun was stunned. He seemed to have a little impression. He seemed to have a dream just now.

Qin Yichen didn't bother to pay attention to the other side, so he turned directly and got off the platform.

The next few games are not very good. You come and I go. Many people will fall asleep.

"In the eighth scene, tianyanzong Qin Bai vs Luo Qionghua."

The referee announced the name of the match again and Qin Yichen's eyes lit up.

If the second group of competition only let Qin Yichen a little pressure, it is Qin Bai.

Qin Bai's jade medal is No. 2, which means that he ranks second in the knockout.

Although that knockout can't explain anything, it's enough to imagine that Qin Bai is Qin Yichen's strong opponent.

As the referee announced, a young man in a strong black dress stepped onto the stage.

The young man's eyebrows are on the temples, his features are resolute, he carries a black Epee on his back and stands on the stage. He is like a sharp sword. His eyes are like the light of a sword. He is sharp and sharp. If his opponent's psychological quality is poor, he will be defeated directly.

"Master."

Qin Yichen knows at a glance that this young man is definitely a master. Although the other side is also in the late stage of Huaying, he can be sure that he can fight three times with the strength of Tang Yishui.

As Qin Bai came to power, he was followed by a young man with gloomy eyes.

Contrary to Qin Bai's fierce sword spirit, Luo Qionghua was like a demon from hell, wrapped in a layer of scarlet breath.

Each other's eyes are gloomy and strange, and their breath is very gloomy.

From each other, Qin Yichen felt a strange breath, which seemed to come from the soul.

"Qin Bai, please give me some advice."

Qin Bai held the hilt of the sword behind him. At this moment, Qin Bai's eyes were more and more fierce, piercing people's skin.

"Hum."

Luo Qionghua snorted coldly and took the lead. He saw the other side take out a black skeleton directly.

The skeleton is extremely dark, and the empty eye socket is flashing green light, which makes people feel a chill.

As soon as the skeleton comes out, it brings out a sound of crying and howling, which makes people fall into the hell of blood pool. It seems that there are countless ghosts rushing at Qin Bai.

"Is this a soul attack?"

Qin Yichen was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party was also using a soul attack. However, Luo Qionghua's soul attack is different from Qin Yichen's. Qin Yichen just relies on his own soul power to crush directly, while Luo Qionghua is building an illusion.

However, this dreamland is very terrible. Once you reach the Tao, you can also kill people.

Qin Bai was not impatient and calm. His hand holding the hilt of the sword was suddenly released, but his momentum suddenly burst out. The overwhelming cold killing intention spread, and the whole platform seemed to become a swamp. The air twisted and the breath became thick.

The terrible momentum directly bombards the dreamland built by Luo Qionghua, the fierce breath directly tears the dreamland, and the bloody sea Shura vanishes instantly.

Qin Bai stepped forward and pointed out that Luo Qionghua's chest was bombarded with a sword Qi which was solid to the extreme.

"Ah."

"Poof."

Luo Qionghua screamed miserably and spat out a mouthful of blood in the air. After landing, he didn't know his life or death.

Everybody take a breath.

Luo Qionghua himself is the strength of the later period of Huaying. He and Qin Bai are in the same realm. He thought they would be a fierce fight. Unexpectedly, Luo Qionghua could not even stop Qin Bai's move.

"The eighth Qin Baisheng."

The referee also looked at Qin Bai in awe. He didn't expect that Qin Bai could condense his momentum to such an extent. Even he, a master in the Mahayana period, was shocked by that kind of killing intention.

Of course, Qin Yichen's eyes are also dignified.

Qin Bai's killing intention has almost condensed into the prototype of the actual killing field, which is just a little less than Qin Yichen's frozen field.

Qin Yichen has been inherited by Murong Xian, and the killing field of Qin Bai is obviously that he experienced endless fighting and killing, and the killing spirit was strong to the extreme, and finally condensed.

This man's talent is too terrible.

Game after game, each group of games, there are nine people, through the cycle of alternating way, finally according to the different number of winning games for each person to rank, the final number of winning games is the first.

The first place in each group directly entered the top ten, and the remaining place was selected by comparing the number of victories.

Qin Yichen regards Xiaobai as his opponent in his heart. For a moment, he can't suppress the fighting spirit in his body.

"You're strong. I'll wait for you."

When Qin Bai passed by Qin Yichen, he suddenly stopped, his sword eyebrows trembled, and his mouth curved coldly.

Qin Yichen looked at each other deeply and clenched his fist.

"The twelfth scene, Qin Yichen to Tang Yishui."

Finally, the referee announced the match between Qin Yichen and Tang Yishui. Murong Qiang and Tangmen elder, who were sitting under the platform to watch the battle, immediately sat up straight. However, Murong Qiang was very relaxed and comfortable, while Tangmen elder was a little nervous.

"Yes, it seems that the gambling between us will end ahead of time." Murongqiang felt his chin to get ready.

"Hum, old man, don't be complacent. Qin Yichen may not win."

The elder of Tang clan said this with a little lack of confidence. Before Qin Yichen killed Jiang Wu and defeated Lu Jianqun, he showed his super strength that did not belong to jiedan period, which made him very worried.

"I didn't say Qin Yichen would win." Murong strong tepid said.

If Murong Qiang strongly refutes, the elder of Tang clan may be more relaxed, but now this attitude makes the elder of Tang clan have no bottom, and his face is very gloomy.

"Qin Yichen, I admit I underestimate you, but I won't give you a chance."

Tang Yishui also saw Qin Yichen's hand. He didn't dare to despise Qin Yichen at all. He urged a blue Rune in his hand like a great enemy.

The blue runes look dim, but there is a kind of charm in circulation. With the blessing of Tang Yishui, the blue runes become brilliant, and finally they are not in Tang Yishui's eyebrows.

The blue Rune in Tang Yishui's eyebrows turns into a blue mark, which vaguely protects his knowledge of the sea.

"This is the soul defense weapon?"

Qin Yichen didn't expect that Tang Yishui had a spirit weapon to defend his soul.

"Hum, I've seen your soul attack the Dharma. How could I not prepare for it earlier? It's the treasure of the Luo family. I borrowed it at a great cost."

Tang Yishui said triumphantly.