A'dal's martial arts were even higher than Yan Feijue. In the past, this man was definitely not A'dal's opponent, but after becoming a poison body, A'dal was no longer his opponent.
Adal was scratched and bleeding black, causing Hai Shisan to carry him off the dueling platform.
Shengjiao won two games in a row, and if they won another game, they won today's victory.
Qiao Wei's expression became serious.
She never expected that the opponent had such a trump card in his hand. Something flashed through her mind, but it was too fast, and she didn't catch it for a while.
Of course, right now is not the time to grab those things, it is reasonable to think about how to win the opponent.
The victory on the first day is related to the morale of the entire duel. They must not lose, and they cannot afford to lose. They only have three core generals. Although Qiao Wei thinks that the three of them can hold on for three days, what if? You have to give yourself some leeway, don't you
But if you don't want to lose, you have to dispatch one of the three today. Is Yunzhu really going to waste the first day's duel like this
Qiao Wei is sure that if Yunzhu wins the poisonous body, then the Holy Cult will definitely send a random disciple to perfunctory.
The purpose of the holy religion was not to win today's victory, but to consume the cloud beads.
King Yin looked provocatively in the direction of the North Stand, and said mockingly: "Is there anything wrong? Then admit defeat. It's okay to admit defeat. Anyway, you will lose every game in the future. Why don't you get used to it in advance?"
"I will fight."
A cold female voice suddenly sounded slowly from behind the altar.
Qiao Wei walked around to the other side of the stand, followed the sound, and saw the second senior sister holding a long sword, wearing an ice blue rabbit fur cape, walking slowly from the entrance with a cold expression.
This was the first time that Qiao Wei saw her in broad daylight when she was awake, and she was not much different from what she remembered. There was not even a hint of blackness on her face. Xun Lan was already like a normal person. She looks more normal than Xun Lan. The only thing that can tell her that she is a poisonous body is her slightly red eyes.
She was born with a beautiful figure, such eyes, not only not ugly, but also made her cold and dusty temperament a bit more charming.
She walked up to the duel stage step by step.
Everyone looked at her.
Of course the Holy Cult recognized that she was the first pure yin body to escape. Unexpectedly, after such a long time, she was still alive and well, and seemed to be... entangled with Yunzhu and the others.
Lord Yuehua naturally understands that this is the same thing, but he won't say it. After all, after getting the poison body, the most important thing he should do is to hand it over to the Holy Church, rather than use it as a weight to settle personal grievances with Yunzhu and his party .
Lord Yuehua pretended to be blind.
Qiao Wei didn't bother to point him out, Qiao Wei put all her attention on the Second Senior Sister.
To be honest, she was a little surprised.
She didn't expect the Second Senior Sister to show up. The Second Senior Sister didn't have a good relationship with her. Even though they lived in the same courtyard, the two of them hardly met each other. The Second Senior Sister stayed quietly in the room, listening to each other Hearing things outside the window, she thought she didn't know anything...
Qiao Wei didn't even know why she came, was General Mu asking for it? Or did she come by herself? Is he grateful to them for saving her, or is he hating the holy religion for harming her
Qiao Wei had no answer in her heart.
The second senior sister stopped at the center of the dueling platform.
The cold wind rolled up her ink-like blue hair and cloud-like sleeves.
She raised her hand, took off the cloak casually, and with a light wave, the cloak flew into the sky.
She pulled out the sword, and with a movement of her figure, a sharp sword light flashed across the dueling platform.
In the next second, she passed the man and stopped behind him.
The man's red eyes were wide open in a daze, and a circle of blood flowed from his neck. Then, with a bang, he fell face down on the cold and hard floor.
Another poison body rushed up, this was undoubtedly a sneak attack.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the second senior sister, and she swung her sword and cut off the opponent's head.
The cloak that flew up into the air slowly fell down, and landed firmly on the shoulders of the second senior sister. The second senior sister tied the ribbon with one hand, held the sword, walked down the steps without looking back, walked out of the holy church, and disappeared into the In the snow.
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This scene was beyond everyone's expectations, until the figure of the second senior sister completely disappeared from everyone's sight, everyone covered their hearts, and the blood flowed back.
In any case, the arrival of the second senior sister completely reversed the situation.
The first day of victory, they won.
"Qiao Shi, don't be too happy." At the end of the show, King Yin stopped Qiao Wei, "The first day was just for fun, and it won't be so easy tomorrow."
"If you're so confident, why do you come here to provoke me? You just sit and wait for you to win, don't you?"
"This king wants to remind you, don't be stubborn, you will lose badly, come to this king as soon as possible, maybe you can save your life!"
Telling her to go to him one by one, is this person out of his mind? The accounts between them can't be settled in eight lifetimes, and they still go to him
Qiao Wei glared at him: "Let's keep your kindness to yourself!"
King Yin frowned: "Qiao Shi, Qiao Shi! Qiao Shi!"
Qiao Wei had already gotten into the carriage.
King Yin clenched his fists: "You will regret it!" The next day's duel came soon, and this time, no one dared to hide its clumsiness, and the Holy Church dispatched Gui Ji in the first match.
When I first met Gui Ji, she was probably at the seventh level, but after a while, she had already broken through to the late eighth level, a whole level higher than the ghost king.
It's not surprising that she would improve so quickly. A person who can become a ghost king himself is a person with excellent bones. There are so many poisonous pills in the holy religion. She eats poisonous pills as jelly beans. Can she not break through
Thinking of this, Qiao Wei began to feel sorry for her ghost king again, and decided to fry two more plates of jelly beans for him after returning home.
The ghost emperor compared his heart.
Even Gui Ji was dispatched, the Holy Cult was coming for real, and they naturally wouldn't take it lightly, and the Ghost King stepped down from the stands without any doubts.
The battle between the two ghost kings is not something that "ordinary people" like them can bear.
The two fought to the death on the dueling stage, and the collision of breaths was like burning the sky and destroying the earth, causing all the beasts within a radius of ten miles to roar in terror.
The ghost emperor protected the north stand with his breath.
On the other side, although Yun Su was not present, Qiao Wei could feel that he was also using his breath to protect the south stand of the Holy Church.
The contest between the ghost king and the ghost princess has entered an extremely dangerous stage. After all, the ghost princess is a whole realm higher than the ghost king. Sometimes the gap of a realm is the distance between the sky and the earth. Constantly pressing towards the ghost king.
The ghost king resisted firmly, the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and cold sweat broke out. He stabilized his foot and stood firmly on the stand.
Gui Ji's body trembled, adding another level of success.
With two slaps, the dueling platform under the ghost king's feet collapsed with two holes.
Gui Ji was still applying pressure, and the hole under Ghost King's feet was getting bigger and bigger. Soon, he was suppressed until his knees sunk in.
A successful sneer appeared on Gui Ji's dark red lips.
Yan Feijue said worriedly: "Didn't Gui Ji's realm be blown out..."
The higher one goes, the more the difference in realm is like a natural barrier. For example, there is almost no difference between the first-level ghost king and the second-level ghost king, but the seventh-level and eighth-level ghost kings can be equal to two ghost kings.
The two sides dealt anxiously.
Gui Ji kept putting pressure on the ghost king, little by little, to push the whole body of the ghost king into the ground.
On the south stand of Shengjiao, Yuehua, who had been silent for two days, said, "Ghost Ji, kill him!"
It was this person who betrayed Yao Ji and caused Yao Ji to die miserably at the hands of Yunzhu. This time, let him also taste the taste of being slaughtered!
Gui Ji ordered, squinting her eyes, shaking her arms, and suddenly increased her internal strength, the ghost king was crushed twice, as if even his bones were broken.
Qiao Wei's heart rose to her throat.
The Ghost King was suddenly pushed into the ground by the internal force released by Ghost Ji!
Gui Ji flew up, raised her fist, and slammed down on the top of Ghost King's head.
Qiao Wei didn't dare to look down.
With a loud bang, the duel was over.
Qiao Wei closed her eyes tightly and dared not open them.
Yan Fei patted her on the shoulder and motioned her to look down.
Qiao Wei took a deep breath, looked towards the duel stand, and saw that the ghost king who should have been beaten to the bone did not know when he was standing on the stand mighty and domineering, and the ghost girl who attacked him unexpectedly was used by him. The internal force flew out violently.
No one knows how it all happened!
When they came back to their senses, Gui Ji had already flown out of the duel ring, fell heavily outside the duel ring, and spat out a mouthful of blood.