As the sound of the announcement of the referee's results of the defending ring came out, a game that could be regarded as wonderful even in the history of Qingyun Sect ended like this.

However, the afterglow it caused did not dissipate so easily that no one paid attention to another game of the same specifications. Even the two players Qi Hao and Zhang Xiaofan were mostly not above their own games.

There is no way. The pressure on both of them is too great. Even if Qi Hao, who participated in the previous seventh-member martial arts competition, was the most confident in his own strength, was self-financing if he met any one of the opposite ring during the competition, he would probably not be able to escape the fate of elimination.

Not to mention Zhang Xiaofan, who has not experienced too much, is now just an ignorant boy. Moreover, due to his mediocre qualifications, he has always been unconfident in himself. Even if he has stood out from the many elite particles of Lime, there has been no change in this regard.

Perhaps only when he loses his love and feels that he has suffered great deception and no one in the world is trustworthy, will he become the bloody young master Gui Li who blocks the murderer and the Buddha blocks the Buddhas.

However, no matter what the two of them are in their mood, the outcome must be decided. After all, each seven-member martial arts competition is no longer a simple contest between disciples, but also represents the face of each peak and each meridian. If they are negligent, their master will definitely not be able to spare them when they go back.

Soon, the battle on the ring where they were on the right track again. Even though there were not many people watching it, it did not affect the performance of the two of them.

As for the result, it goes without saying that as the saying goes, magical powers are inferior to the number of heavens, Qi Hao is strong, and facing a robbery, if he does not have the technique of slaying dragons, he will inevitably fail.

And it seemed that he was stimulated by Lu Xueqi's former old opponent, the power of the bloodthirsty beads on Zhang Xiaofan's fire stick exploded directly. The black fire stick emitted a faint blue light and black smoke, turning into a blue-black light, and hit Qi Hao with a scattered wave of overwhelming force!

In an instant, he defeated several ice walls that Qi Hao stepped down from the Ice Fairy Sword. With one stick, he swept the Ice Fairy Sword that was dancing like an ice dragon! He rushed straight to Qi Hao.

Black green light, straight up to the sky!

The wind is howling and the clouds are surging!

After knocking away Qi Hao's fairy sword, it seemed that Qi Hao quickly adjusted with his rich experience and fought again. The ordinary fire stick was directly angered, and an unparalleled power burst out. The blue light and black air in the sky were flying, wandering around Zhang Xiaofan like a dragon!

Then he directly wrapped up Zhang Xiaofan's words and made a black and blue light, which instantly sank into the sky, and then quickly turned into a meteorite and fell from the sky! He smashed it down towards Qi Hao below! It seemed that he was about to smash it together with the ring!

Faced with this attack that was no less than Lu Xueqi's Divine Sword and Thunder True Art, Qi Hao's face turned pale instantly! Cang Song and others couldn't help but stare and planned to rescue and take action at any time.

And their preparations were not useless, because Qi Hao really needed someone to rescue him, because obviously Zhang Xiaofan could no longer control himself at that time.

Even though Qi Hao was defeated and admitted defeat, his attack still fell down in full force, directly smashing the arena that had been used for many years, even causing Tongtian Peak to tremble slightly!

In this way, with Cang Song's intervention, Qi Hao was not injured much. It was precisely because of his actions that Zhang Xiaofan became the winner of this arena and will meet with Xie Feihong in tomorrow's finals to compete for the championship of the seven-mechanism martial arts!

The sun and the moon rotate, and the second day came in the blink of an eye.

The crowds were once again crowded on Tongtian Peak Square, and the arena rose early, waiting for the finals to come.

However, as time goes by, the closer the time to the start of the final, the more people in the audience feel something is wrong, because this final is made with another protagonist, Zhang Xiaofan, has not yet arrived!

No, it should be said that no one came to Dazhu Peak. Therefore, for a moment, many of the audience members in the audience couldn't help but talk, and even the elders on the top of the high platform also whispered and whispered.

And just as the huge fragrance in the cauldron was about to burn to the end, the senior executive of Qingyun Sect on the high platform was interested in asking someone to ask what was going on. A disciple of Dazhu Peak, well, should have been the one named Du Bishu, who ran over and ran all the way.

Under the strange eyes of many disciples, he squeezed into the edge of the ring and said a few words to the deacon who was responsible for the ring. This scene also made Xie Feihong feel extremely familiar, and at the same time, he didn't have a guess in his heart.

This speculation was confirmed by the elder of the deacon the next second. That is, because Zhang Xiaofan, a disciple of Dazhu Peak, fought too hard yesterday, was injured too much. He fainted after returning and has not woken up yet.

If no one woke up, there was no way to compete in the competition, and the result would be the same.

To be honest, even as a profiteer, many people cannot accept this result, let alone others.

After all, they were waiting for a great showdown with joy, but suddenly someone told them that they had waited in vain, and all their previous expectations were silly. They had already been well cultivated before they cursed.

However, since things have come to this point, no matter whether you accept or not, you cannot change his result. Therefore, this time, the seventh veins of Qingyun Sect, which once every 60 years, ended. After the head of the sect, Dao Xuan Zhenren, said a few words of encouragement to the disciples of each peak, and at the same time, he gave the prize of the six mirror prepared this time to Xie Feihong, the disciples of the other six pulses turned around and returned to the peak where they were.

Longshou Peak, Cangsong was quite satisfied with the result of the seven-member martial arts competition. There were two disciples of Longshou Peak in the seminar of the seminar, which made him proud wherever he went. He wanted to go to the ancestral hall of the ancestors of Tongtian Peak to show off his most beloved senior brother Wan Jianyi. However, the arrival of a disciple of the Longshou Peak who was in charge of the sect, Daoxuan Zhenren, made him temporarily extinguish this idea, explained a few words to the disciples of Longshou Peak, and left in the sword light.
Chapter completed!