After a while, everyone saw Lu Qianqiu standing on the stage looking up to the sky and laughing, while Lu Pingan, who was opposite him, was lying on the ground with a weak breath.

"has it ended?"

"Lu Pingan lost?"

"It seems that Jixia Academy has won the top spot again this year."

"It's no wonder that Lu Qianqiu's formation with the three-legged golden crow as its artistic conception is too overbearing and strong. Although Lu Ping's sword is also very strong, it seems that it is still slightly inferior from the results."

"In my opinion, the difference between them lies in the bloodline rank. Compared with the middle rank of the sky rank and the upper rank of the mysterious rank, there is a world of difference."

The audience all around started talking about this, and the audience was buzzing.

Then, Lu Qianqiu turned his head and said: "Referee, have not announced the result? This scum has been defeated by me, what are you waiting for?"

The referee glanced at Lu Ping'an, and just about to say something, he suddenly said, "How could I lose to you like this?"

Lu Qianqiu was a little surprised at first. He didn't expect that Lu Ping'an would be able to speak after suffering such a serious injury. Then, he looked contemptuously: "Just like you, in addition to screaming twice, What else can you do?"

As soon as the voice fell, Lu Ping'an stood up from the ground with the Hidden Edge Sword, and then stared at Lu Qianqiu fiercely, saying, "I can beat you down!"

Lu Ping's resilience far exceeded Lu Qianqiu's expectations. This made him startled, and immediately said coldly, "You fellow, it's really annoying. Since you want to continue to be beaten, then I will fulfill you!"

After that, Lu Qianqiu grasped the long copper pestle tightly, manipulated the other three short copper pestles, and placed an array in front of him, surging in with surging spiritual power, circulating and connecting between several grid points...

Lu Pingan took a deep breath, suppressed the tragic injury forcibly, adjusted the aura in his body, and slowly raised the Hidden Blade.

At the same time that Lu Qianqiu's formation was illuminated with golden light, the bright white rainbow sword light was also illuminated on Lu Ping's sword.

Lu Qianqiu contemptuously said: "This trick again? Do you think you still have a chance to destroy my magic weapon? Don't dream, this time, you will get off the stage!"

The sharp crying sound came out of the formation again.

Immediately afterwards, the brilliant golden light condensed into a rather mighty three-legged golden crow, spreading its wings and flying with a stronger force of breaking through the sea and skyward!

The white rainbow sword light above the Hidden Blade also became more and more bright.

But what is strange is that Lu Pingan, who was supposed to be able to attack in an instant, did not do anything, as if he was waiting for something.

Lu Qianqiu’s Golden Crow Formation this time was obviously stronger than before. Not only was it even more fierce and fierce, even where the offensive passed, the competition platform that had been cracked was slightly melted. sign.

You know, the competition platform of the Four Kingdoms Grand Competition is not made of ordinary stones. The three-foot golden black light can produce this effect with the passing breath, which is amazing.

But seeing the three-legged Golden Crow getting closer, Lu Ping'an was still gathering his sword light, and he did not release his sword.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help being shocked. They didn't know what Lu Pingan wanted to do. If he didn't make a move and was hit directly, the consequences would be disastrous!

Lu Qianqiu smiled and said: "Haha...Is it that you have no strength to take out the sword? You said you can't lie down on the ground and admit defeat? You have to stand up and support yourself, now it's all right, you are going to be injured again, deserve it Really deserve it!"

On the competition stage, the golden light was prosperous, like the scorching sun shining in all directions, blazing bright, and extremely powerful!

Before Lu Pingan was actually hit, his whole person was first submerged in the golden light.

However, this situation has made people shocked, thinking that Lu Ping'an has not responded yet, is he waiting to die?

The hot breath rushed over his face, but Lu Ping'an stood there, motionless, forcibly resisting the influence of these breaths.

It wasn't until the three-legged golden crow condensed by golden light flew three meters away from him that he had a new movement, his arms shook slightly, and the "black devil's air" was activated!

The black magic energy poured into the white rainbow sword light, the two converge and blend, forming a black and white sword power, both bright and cold, and the strength is condensed and pure!

This is the "Black Demon Like Years Old" sword trick that Lu Pingan once used when he went to Qinshan alone.

Just because in his opinion, when the strength of the two sides is not much different, only the dark attribute of the black demon can deal with Lu Qianqiu's light attribute.

But today's situation is still different after all. Lu Ping'an dare not blatantly use this trick in front of so many people.

Therefore, he had to take the risk and wait, waiting for the three-legged golden crow to fly in front of him, cover the devil energy with golden light, and then shoot out the sword in an instant to detonate it, then the concentration of the devil energy in it will be reduced to a minimum and it will not be easy to be taken by others. aware.

And now, the three-legged Golden Crow has come two meters in front of Lu Ping'an, and he has slashed the sword power of this "black demon as old" from the hidden blade!

The black and white sword power collided with the three-legged golden crow, making a crash!

After the two sides stood in a stalemate for a while, the sword power with devilish energy in it began to destroy the golden light and cut into it together with the sword power of Baihong!

boom!

The sword power suddenly fell, and immediately divided the three-legged golden crow into two. The strong and hot power, as the golden light overflowed, shattered into the invisible!

The strong wind and heat wave swelled around, and because of being too strong, people's sight and perception were affected.

Even the referee standing on the side did not clearly perceive the existence of demonic energy.

At the same time, Lu Qianqiu spit out blood.

Cracks appeared in the long copper pestle in his hand, and the three short copper pestles floating in the air exploded all at once.

"This...what kind of sword is this? Why is the breath so strange? Why can I smash my golden crow?!"

Lu Qianqiu said in astonishment. In fact, he didn't exactly feel the black and white sword power, but faintly felt something was wrong.

"Why? Because I am better than you, idiot!"

Lu Pingan cursed angrily and rushed towards Lu Qianqiu with his sword.

"You are a trash! A scum! You can't beat me, it's impossible in this life!"

Lu Qianqiu yelled, grasping the only remaining long copper pestle, and swinging forward.

A golden light flew out, but its power was obviously much weaker. On the one hand, Lu Qianqiu’s injuries were also very serious. On the other hand, it was not a formation method, and it was not even an ordinary technique. It was just with spiritual power. Simple attack initiated by injection.

In fact, Lu Pingan’s physical condition is not much better than Lu Qianqiu’s. He was very close to the place where the three-legged Golden Crow exploded. Although he had quickly avoided it, he still had the Dark Golden Armor, but he couldn’t completely. Avoidance made the original injury worse.

But even so, Lu Ping'an still relied on a more tenacious willpower and a stronger desire to win, as if he was burning his vitality, keeping himself in a high-intensity fighting state!

Therefore, at this time, Lu Ping'an only used a sword wind to tear Lu Qianqiu's golden light apart.

Lu Qianqiu was shocked and took two steps back. When he stabilized his figure, he saw Lu Ping'an already standing in front of him.

boom!

Lu Ping'an didn't use a sword, but threw a fist and smashed Lu Qianqiu's face fiercely!

Several big fangs flew out of Lu Qianqiu's mouth with a pool of blood.

Lu Qianqiu's mind was blank, and he hadn't fully reacted yet, and immediately received another heavy punch on the other cheek!

Then, Lu Ping'an banged Lu Qianqiu's abdomen with another punch, knocking his feet off the ground, but he did not fly.

Bang bang bang...

In different ways, Lu Pingan kept dropping his fists on Lu Qianqiu's body, like a sandbag, without mercy!

If you simply want to win, Lu Ping'an can directly beat Lu Qianqiu out of the competition platform.

But it was obvious that he was going to beat Lu Qianqiu happily to vent his hatred!

Moreover, this attack method with only a little spiritual power will not cause serious injuries that will affect future practice. It just needs to endure extremely painful skin and flesh. Under normal circumstances, the referee will not stop the competition because of this.

Before long, Lu Qianqiu had a bruised nose and swollen face, blood all over his face, and bruises all over his body. He didn't even know how many bones had been broken, even if it was not a big problem for monks above the reincarnation stage. From a visual point of view, it still looks terrible.

At the same time, Lu Qianqiu was also a little confused, his eyes blurred and trance, as if he would faint at any time.

Lu Pingan was panting hard, stopped his blood-stained fist, and then lifted Lu Qianqiu in his hand again, and said, "Do you think you are miserable now? But I tell you, it's compared to what you did to me. In terms of those things, it was just a drop in the bucket! At that time, you were even going to kill me, you know... how does death feel?