The Great Biography of the Craftsman

Chapter 62
Leng Qingyue was shocked!
After a while, she finally regained her freedom, and the feeling of shock in her heart had already overshadowed the full of anger.

Leng Qingyue stood there dejectedly, with a look of disappointment floating on her face.Su Xuan, whom she had placed high hopes on, was defeated by Sun Ke!
Leng Qingyue stood where she was, thinking of Su Xuan's various performances today, suspicions gradually grew in her heart, her silver teeth were clenched, and her fists were tightly clenched...

The wounded Su Xuan was helped down by Liu Yunfeng's junior sister, the wound had been treated and the bleeding was no longer there, and on Su Xuan's pale complexion, apart from the pain, there was also a faint sense of relief.

Sun Ke stood there blankly, recalling Su Xuan's appearance just now, his heart trembled slightly, he slowly put away the wooden sword, the ice shards condensed on it, the blade was slightly cold, just like his heart...

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Mu Rong, who was dressed in purple, let the breeze brush her clothes, slowly took off the purple fire sword at her waist, held it in her left hand, then raised her head, glanced at the male disciple in front of her, and said proudly: "Liu Yun Zong Murong, please enlighten me!"

When Fang Chuan saw Mu Rong standing in front of him, his expression was gloomy.After repeated fierce battles, a lot of vitality in his body was consumed, and now Mu Rong stepped forward, it was undoubtedly a huge challenge for him!

"Fang Chuan of Chixiao Peak!" He replied in a deep voice, and could not help but clenched the two daggers in his hand!

Yin and Yang double-edged!

This is the name of the magic weapon in Fang Chuan's hands. It is a middle-grade magic weapon, which means the combination of yin and yang, and its power is really impressive!

Fang Chuan leaped forward, holding the Yin and Yang double blades upside down, across his chest, and a cold light suddenly appeared on the tip of the blade!
His figure crossed a short distance of several zhang, black and white aura emanated from the double blades, entwined like a dragon, and rushed towards Mu Rong with a roar.

The yin and yang double blades are sharp weapons in close combat, and Fang Chuan has been practicing body skills hard in order to exert its greatest power.When the black and white qi bombarded him forward, his figure also followed like a ghost, hidden behind the black and white qi, his figure was illusory, and the sword light had also subsided!

In Mu Rong's eyes, those two black and white auras were getting faster and faster, roaring and spinning, and merged into a chaotic gray aura, coming straight towards him!

She smiled coldly, and swung the Purple Fire Sword in front of her, a purple flame transformed into a burst, colliding with Hui Qi!
There is no roaring sound, the two seem to wrap and dissolve each other, mix together, turn into the air of chaos, and slowly dissipate, no one can do anything to the other!
The aura of two colors, one gray and one purple, was so evenly matched. When the aura of chaos dissipated in the sky, Fang Chuan, who was hidden in the aura of chaos, also showed his figure amidst the exclamation of the disciples outside the field!

The yin and yang blades shot out, Fang Chuan's body was only three feet away from Mu Rong, he sneered at the corner of his mouth, the tip of the knife glowed with cold light, reflected in Mu Rong's eyes, it made her feel a chill in her heart!
The tip of the knife is close at hand, and it is about to be there!

The purple fire sword was struck lightly, and the two blades hit each other, and a little bit of purple fire fell on the yin and yang double blades.The scorching air rushed along the blade to Fang Chuan's hand.

Fang Chuan let out a loud roar, ignoring the severe pain in his hand, his vitality gushed out crazily, and all gathered on the blade, the black and white qi sprang out like a ghost, and rushed towards Mu Rong's arms respectively, like a poisonous snake, about to wind And up!

An indescribable feeling came from his arm, Mu Rongjiao let out a shout, and his body was shaken, and purple flames appeared all over his body!

This flame is not the heart fire of the craftsman, but the illusion of the flame energy contained in her magic weapon sword.As soon as the purple fire appeared, it began to drive away the black and white qi on the arm. The two qi retreated quickly like melting ice, and finally retreated into the yin and yang double blades.

But Mu Rong didn't give up, Zi Huo chased away, and rushed to the blade.

A hotter air wave hit his face than before, causing Fang Chuan's complexion to change, and his hands burned so badly that he couldn't even hold a knife!
If you miss a hit, you can't be entangled, he roared, drew his knife and retreated.

"Want to leave?" Mu Rong shouted coldly, Zi Huo Jian chased after him, and swung dozens of swords in the direction Fang Chuan retreated.

The scorching sword energy merged into a huge cage, covering Fang Chuan!

Fang Chuan's complexion changed drastically, Fan shrouded his body, his power was like a mountain, he couldn't move, telling him that there was no way to avoid it!
A moment later, Fang Chuan, who was covered in scorched black, fell outside the competition area, in a state of embarrassment!

Mu Rong looked down on the spot, holding the sword and looking around, no one dared to look at him!
Seeing this scene, Leng Qingyue finally felt relieved and finally had a smile on her face.

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The young disciple standing opposite Wen Qianxue was intoxicated by her face, and lost his mind for a moment.

"Junior Sister Wen!" The disciple came back to his senses and called softly, his eyes lingering on her face.

Seeing her like this, Wen Qianxue suddenly felt disgusted in her heart, and she replied lightly: "Please teach me, senior brother!"

"Don't dare! Don't dare!" The disciple smiled awkwardly, and finally looked back, "Junior Sister Wen, please!"

As soon as the words fell, a white figure had already flashed over, and just as the disciple turned pale with shock, a wave of air struck over.

At this time, he quickly calmed down, the sword in his hand was horizontally in front of him, with a soft "dang", the air wave dissipated invisible, but the sword in his hand was trembling non-stop!
Thanks to his quick reaction, he was able to block Wen Qianxue's unexpected blow!
This time, the disciple's expression darkened, and the tip of his sword pointed at Wen Qianxue, "Junior Sister Wen, don't blame me for being merciless from now on!"

Seeing that the blow was missed, Wen Qianxue still had a calm expression on her face, she didn't care about what the disciple said.

Wen Qianxue's appearance fell into the eyes of that disciple, making his complexion even more serious. If he had been careless just now, he might really have let the girl in front of him get her.His heart became more and more fierce, his eyes narrowed slightly, although Wen Qianxue's blow was fierce, he did not take Wen Qianxue seriously.

Wen Qianxue also wanted to test it just now, but she didn't succeed in one blow, so she dodged back again.

The male disciple's long sword shone fiercely, stabbing at Wen Qianxue!
The momentum of the sword was like a wave, and it transformed into a sense of rushing and vastness, covering Wen Qianxue's body.

The sword in the male disciple's hand is a magical weapon, which contains the momentum of a rolling river. When it hits the body, it feels like it has endured a mighty force. For a weak person, under one blow, the muscles and veins all over his body will burst. It is really powerful. Not bad.

The coercion covering the body is really overwhelming!

Wen Qianxue's face remained calm, her figure flickered, avoiding the range covered by the coercion of this sword.Then her white clothes danced, and her figure became illusory, and the next moment, she turned into white shadows all over the sky!
Thousand Phantoms!This is the technique Wen Qianxue practiced!
The white shadow was like an illusion, stabbing the male disciple dazzled, the sword in his hand didn't know where to stab!

Distraught, he finally swung his sword out and stabbed Wen Qianxue's figure, but at this time, he still reserved his sword's momentum, for fear of hurting this beautiful disciple!

"Hmph!" Leng Qingyue cast a glance at Taoist Gu Yin, saw his face sinking like water, and sneered, "The lustful heart is fascinated by the mind! Are all the people in Chixiao Peak like this?"

Hearing this, Taoist Guyin's face became even more serious, "The outcome is unknown, so what's the use of using this tongue-in-cheek!"

The sound of "Boom" seemed to be in response to Taoist Gu Yin's words. His disciple of Chixiao Peak was knocked into the air and fell to the ground, throwing the long sword in his hand aside!
"Hahaha!" Leng Qingyue laughed in a rare way!
"Trash!" Taoist Gu Yin cursed secretly, took a cold look at Leng Qingyue, and then closed his eyes!

White shadows spread out from the sky, revealing Wen Qianxue who was standing there, still with a calm expression, not showing any complacency at winning...

(End of this chapter)