Chapter 1830: Two women fighting

"go with……"
A sacred ridge's power shot out, meandering to the body of Lingxin.
Lingxin has already been ready for battle, their true strength may be inseparable, but the foundation of the power of the sacred spine will be very intuitive.
"Swipe!" A white light burst out from Lingxin's body and greeted Qing Shiyu's attack.
"boom!"
The power of the two holy ridges violently collided halfway, and both dissipated.
"Come again!"
With a light scream in Qing Shi Yu's mouth, the jade hand had already condensed a stronger sacred spine.
"brush!"
Qing Shiyu's ten fingers all shot out the power of the sacred spine. This sacred spine was no longer the same as before, but added a certain fighting skill, and surrounded the spirit heart from all directions.
For a time, the entire battle platform became luminous and colorful, and it looked extremely gorgeous.
"What a unique skill, these two women are simply heroes in the female middle school!"
Although it was only the most basic battle, everyone around still watched it with gusto.
Mainly because the two are evenly matched in front of each other, so there is something to watch.
"Can a genius at the pinnacle of Honghuangzhai and a genius at the pinnacle of Yuxu Palace be strong? The geniuses of the eight ancient tribes may not have much confidence in defeating them."
There are female disciples with respect in their eyes, and they seem to take these two as examples.
"Brother Lin Feng, take such a girl out, and you are not afraid to travel all over the world, you are really blessed!"
Xu An envied him beside Ye Fan.
Ye Fan rolled his eyes after hearing this. What a mess of description, but he didn't get angry with Xu An, so it was regarded as a compliment to Qing Shiyu.
Although surrounded by the power of the ten sacred ridges, Lingxin didn't have the slightest sense of panic. The power of the sacred spine on his body was also mobilized, forming an aperture around his body as a resistance.
"Boom boom!"
The muffled sound continued to appear, and Qing Shiyu's skillful attacks were finally forcibly resisted, and they were not effective.
"Now it's my turn to fight back!"
A woman with such a strong spiritual heart is naturally impossible to be pressed and beaten all the time. After a cold voice, her hair is flying, her gauze is flying in the wind, her power is greatly increased.
"boom!"
The aperture of the power of the holy ridge that had originally protected her suddenly exploded, turning into countless micro-lights shot at the opposite Qing Shiyu.
Seeing this scene, Qing Shiyu's beautiful eyes suddenly stagnated, and her jade hand waved quickly, spreading white light.
"What a strong power control ability!"
Ye Fan's eyes also brought a hint of surprise. Qing Shiyu's division of the power of the sacred spine into ten battles has not been easy, but Lingxin has done even better. Her power of the sacred spine almost covers the entire battle platform, from all directions Attacked towards Qing Shiyu.
This requires extremely powerful soul power and a unique fighting mind.
"Boom boom!"
Qing Shiyu resisted with all his strength, and a piece of white light spread out, exploding on the battlefield.
For a while, the entire battle platform exploded, and trembling violently, the pure power of the sacred spine between the two had already caused such a movement.
Everyone stared at the court intently, only feeling that the victory or defeat was quick.
"Ding Ding Ding!"
In the end, a regressive sound came from the white light, indicating that someone was repelled.
With the appearance of this voice, the white light gradually dissipated, reappearing the two beautiful figures.
At this moment, neither of them can be said to be embarrassed, but in the position, the spiritual heart has not changed, but Qing Shiyu has already left.
"I lost!"
Qing Shiyu's chest was a little up and down, and she spoke calmly.
"You are a genius of blood, you are actually at a disadvantage compared to me, so you can fight for so long, it's really amazing!"
Lingxin gave a compliment.
"It's not as good as others! I wish you a leader!"
Hearing Lingxin's words, Qing Shiyu felt much better in her heart, and she blessed.
After that, she walked directly off the battlefield.
"Over... come here!"
Seeing the beautiful Qing Shiyu coming towards him, Xu An was immediately excited, but after seeing Ye Fan next to him, he suddenly reacted, shrank his neck and left silently.
"It's okay. If you lose, you lose. In my heart, you are all the same!"
Ye Fan stood up, directly pulled Qing Shiyu into his arms, and comforted softly.
While speaking, he also glanced at Lingxin, and Lingxin nodded towards it without saying much.
"I know!"
Qing Shiyu responded, feeling a little moved, and said, "I came here to remind you that your next opponent is very powerful!"
"Are you talking about the eldest grandson Xiahua?"
Ye Fan said subconsciously.
"That's right, this person is the supreme genius of the ancient sword-style clan. The self-made Nine Jue Sword Technique is invisible to kill people, you have to be careful!"
Qing Shiyu nodded earnestly.
"I know!"
Ye Fan replied, and sat down with Qing Shi Yu Duan in his arms, sinking into thought.
In this Tianjian meeting, it was Lingxin who actually participated in the battle. He was just a substitute, but he also couldn't lose. He had to enter the top six.
While thinking, Ye Fan glanced at the remaining people, except for Xu An and Lingxin who had already been promoted, the remaining people were almost all ancient disciples.
Among them, the ambitious ancient Cangxuan tribe, the abyss demon tribe, the dark night ghost tribe and so on have not been eliminated. These are all wolves and tigers. Once their genius becomes a young leader, this heaven will be completely messed up.
Therefore, the heavy burden on Ye Fan's shoulders, he himself knew that they would not be able to succeed. As for the fifth prince, he was afraid that he would lose.
In such a situation, Ye Fan must overcome the sword-style ancient genius eldest Sun Xiahua.
At this moment, the camp of the Blue Sky Demon Race is already boiling.
Qing Shiyu was defeated, and in a "such" manner, the Qingtian Demon Race was furious.
After all, Qing Wanshan was dead, and Qing Shiyu was regarded as their last hope.
"Furious old man, let this unfilial junior come back!"
The elder of the Qingtian Demon Clan looked at Qing Shiyu and Ye Fan hugging under the battle platform, and was even more angry.
You must know that Ye Fan had just killed Qingwanshan at this moment, and had already become their unshakable enemy of the Qingtian Demon Race.
In the entire prehistoric land, no one was waiting to see Ye Fan except for the Tatu Demon Clan who had never expressed his views.
"Elder, Miss Shiyu will not listen to anyone except the words of the Patriarch!"
A member of the Blue Sky Demon Race was very helpless.
For Qing Shiyu, even the Patriarch of the Blue Sky Demon Race was almost helpless.
"Ashamed, if this woman really has to eat inside and out, don't worry!"
The elder left a word fiercely, and even turned his head to stop looking at Ye Fan and Qing Shiyu.
Many clansmen of the Blue Sky Demon Race are silently speechless, don't want Qing Shiyu, is this possible?
What else does the Azure Demon Race use to fight against the Huangtian Demon Race?
The words of the elders are nothing but anger at all.
It's just that Ye Fan, they really can't handle it anymore.
On the battle stage, at this moment, two men have re-entered, one with a mask on his face, tall and tall, with his hands on his back, as if he was confident.
The other is dressed in a white shirt, with a wisp of bangs on his forehead falling down to his eyes, and his hair fluttering in the wind.
This person stood there, his body shape was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, extremely fierce, but there was a sense of dust in his temperament.
"The Yun Family Red Copper!"
The masked man is naturally Ye Fan, and he arched his hands at this moment.
"Sword-style ancients, eldest grandson Xiahua!"
The man in white also arched his hands in return.