"Of course there are." Lou Qianxue knew that she was extremely talented, but there were still many magical places and more powerful people in this world, such as the fairy world and Tan Tai Yuan.
"Is the person you like very powerful?"
"A hundred times better than me." Lou Qianxue said calmly: "I am very grateful that you told me about Wu Zu. Therefore, I don't want to kill you. Please go."
Xiao Feng covered his chest and slowly stood up, coughing a few more times: "It's not unfair for me to lose to you... I hope... we can see each other again in the future."
As he spoke, his figure gradually faded and finally disappeared completely...
"!!!"
There was an exclamation from the bottom of the mountain!
"Lou Qianxue won?"
"Very good!"
"We have secured first place in the Profound Sky Continent!"
"Long live Lou Qianxue!"
Lou Qianxue took first place!
Tianxuan Continent did not lose first place!
As long as she holds the first place, it doesn't matter even if the rest of the places are taken away by people from the Profound Sky Continent!
The indescribable joy made everyone almost explode with joy. All the Tianxuan Continent's geniuses were so excited that they almost forgot themselves...
Even Yuan Haomiao from the Holy Tower had to express his admiration for Lou Qianxue at this moment.
Lou Qianxue not only swept through the Holy Pagoda, but even the five Holy Sons of the Holy Xuan Continent were no match for her...
Maybe she really is an outlier in the Profound Sky Continent...
Lou Qianxue ignored the cheers of the crowd. She sat back on the first white jade chair and continued to comprehend the power of the Martial Ancestor level...
On the second white jade chair.
The battle between Jian Wushuang and Murong Yi is also in full swing!
Murong Yi didn't know many sword techniques, but he was particularly proficient in the only one he knew.
He has hundreds of variations of one sword technique!
The sword formation he created could actually compete with the sword formation of Tianshan Sword Sect...
As a fellow swordsman, Jian Wushuang has great respect for Murong Yi.
call out!
Murong Yi only practices one kind of sword, which is the fast sword, so fast that it leaves no shadow, no form, and no trace...
Phew!
The icy sword pierced into Jian Wushuang's shoulder. His holy luck and energy wreaked havoc on the wound. Jian Wushuang's face turned pale. He immediately stepped back and pulled the sword out of his chest.
Scarlet blood spurted out instantly.
"The First Swordsman!"
Everyone's heart skipped a beat and they cried out in surprise.
Lou Qianxue also opened her eyes and looked down, but had no intention of intervening.
Jian Wushuang's sword is also very fast and very straight!
The sharp sword was coming towards him. Murong Yi was absolutely confident in himself. Now that Xiao Feng had already lost, he had to defeat Jian Wushuang and climb to the first place no matter what!
clang!
Murong Yi deflected the flying sword, but...
Squeak—
Jian Wushuang's sword was not the sword in front of him, but the sword coming from behind!
This is the Sword of Illusion that Lou Qianxue taught to Jian Wushuang!
Puff—
In a very short time, Jian Wushuang reversed the sword that Murong Yi had used to stab him.
"happy!"
Murong Yi laughed loudly and pulled Jian Wushuang's sword away. Blood splashed and fell...
The clothes of both of them were stained with blood...
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Almost without a pause, the two swords collided again!
The crowd could hardly see their speed.
In just a few breaths, the two had already exchanged several moves.
Their clothes became more and more torn, and the blood on their bodies kept flowing...
The two seemed to be evenly matched, and for a moment, it was hard to tell who was the winner...
That’s all for today, good night everyone.
(End of this chapter)