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As Feng Qing'er pursed her red lips and waved her white hands suddenly, countless colorful silks emerged from thin air around her body. Those silks seemed to have life, dancing and entwining around her. In a moment, she was wrapped in a colorful yet extremely dangerous "cocoon".

Then, Feng Qing'er waved her slender hand, and the colorful silk instantly stretched straight like a soldier who had received a military order. With a deafening "crackling" sound of thunder and lightning, it pounced towards Mu Qingluan who was rushing towards it like a raging dragon.

The azure sword shadow and the power of wind and thunder wrapped in colorful silk collided with each other violently, just like a thunderbolt striking a mountain. Amidst the deafening roar, light splashed in all directions, and the air waves surged wildly in a circular shape. The strong wind plowed deep grooves on the surrounding ground, and the people watching the fight were knocked to the ground. Those with weaker cultivation directly vomited blood and collapsed to the ground.

Mu Qingluan used the force to do a backflip, landed lightly on the ground, tapped her toes, and took advantage of the momentum to leap up again. The long sword in her hand swung out several sword flowers, and with the sound of the sword chanting, the green fighting spirit condensed again, trying to break through the "wind and thunder net" woven with colorful silk.

Feng Qing'er spat lightly, and manipulated the colorful silk like a nimble long whip, whipping it in the air with a "snapping" sound. She did not give Mu Qingluan any chance to breathe and continued to launch fierce attacks.

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"Master, in your opinion, who will win the final victory in this competition?"

Sitting on the seat, Qing Lin stared at the fight between the two people on the field and asked Xiao Ling beside her. At this moment, three emerald green petals were dim and appeared from time to time in her eyes. It was obvious that she had opened the Green Snake Three Flower Pupils so that she could take in all the subtle movements of the fight on the field.

“In terms of ordinary combat power, Feng Qing’er has only just entered the Dou Zong realm. Naturally, she is no match for Qing Luan, who is already a three-star Dou Zong. But if Feng Qing’er displays the power of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix bloodline, the outcome will be hard to judge.” Xiao Ling stroked his chin and said thoughtfully.

"Don't worry, you don't have to think too much." Zi Yan had a smile on her lips, her expression was leisurely, and a hint of complacency flashed in her eyes. "I was chatting with that girl before, and I liked her very much. For the sake of old man Yao and her master, I casually put a dragon seal in her body, which can be used three times to increase the power of fighting skills. I also taught her a unique skill of my Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan."

"Although the blood flowing in this girl's body is not from our ancient dragon clan, and she cannot bring out the full power of this unique skill, but with the blessing of the dragon seal I gave her, it can still have a significant bonus effect against the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan."

"Especially against Feng Qing'er who has not yet entered the mature stage, the effect is completely sufficient. As long as she can successfully use that move, she will definitely win this battle."

After saying this, Zi Yan giggled, her face full of confidence.

It's quite a coincidence that Yao Chen didn't take the initiative to find Zi Yan, but Zi Yan was still thinking about Yao Chen. After all, she had eaten a lot of pills made by Yao Chen.

Therefore, Zi Yan later went to Xiao Ling to find out whether Yao Chen had been resurrected. After all, Skyfire Venerable had been resurrected, and Zi Yan thought that Xiao Ling would definitely not abandon Yao Chen, who could help him more.

As for Xiao Ling, he followed Yao Chen's instructions and told Zi Yan that Yao Chen had gone out to do some things and had not returned yet, so he needed some time.

Moreover, Yao Chen had specifically instructed Xiao Ling not to tell him about his current strength, as he had some concerns about the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan. Xiao Ling also felt that Yao Chen's vigilance was reasonable, and did not mention a word about Yao Chen's strength to Zi Yan.

It's not that Xiao Ling and the others don't trust Zi Yan, it's just that Zi Yan's current identity is too special. Moreover, even if Zi Yan knew about this matter, it would not do her any good. Anyway, when Zi Yan needs help, Xiao Ling and Yao Chen will naturally help. It's just a matter of timing.

After listening to Xiao Ling's explanation, Zi Yan didn't ask any more questions about Yao Chen. Anyway, she didn't care too much about Yao Chen in the first place. Knowing that Yao Chen was resurrected and was living a good life now, she didn't pay too much attention to him.

Afterwards, when Zi Yan knew about the relationship between Yao Chen and Feng Xian, and since Mu Qingluan was Xiao Ling's nominal junior sister, she began to take better care of Mu Qingluan.

It was also a coincidence. Zi Yan remembered that the Qingluan clan was a subsidiary clan of the Taixu Ancient Dragon clan a long time ago. By chance, she passed on a unique skill of the Taixu Ancient Dragon clan to Mu Qingluan.

The fighting skill that Zi Yan passed on to Mu Qingluan was originally carefully created by an ancestor of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, and was specifically used to restrain the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan.

Who could have thought that Mu Qingluan's current opponent was Feng Qing'er from the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan. This was such a coincidence, purely a blessing in disguise. I wonder how much luck Mu Qingluan had accumulated to end up in this situation.

It was just that Zi Yan had just casually taught the moves and had not explained in detail the special effects of the fighting skills. Mu Qingluan also knew nothing about it. If she had known about it earlier, she would not have been so cautious and careful when facing Feng Qing'er because she was afraid of the other party's true form of the Sky Demon Phoenix.

After hearing what Zi Yan said, Xiao Ling paused for a moment, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at Zi Yan, then looked away and looked back at the two people fighting in the square. With a faint smile on his lips, he shook his head and spoke in a relaxed and casual tone,

"Since she has the trick you taught her as her trump card, Qingluan will definitely not lose to Feng Qing'er. Let's wait and see what happens next..."

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On the field, the two men came into close combat in an instant.

Mu Qingluan relied on her own three-star Dou Zong cultivation, her Dou Qi was powerful and she could use it freely. Her moves were swift and fierce. As the sword shadows flew, the green Dou Qi was like a surging wave, pressing towards Feng Qing'er one after another.

In the opening fight, she had the upper hand. Feng Qing'er, on the other hand, had a hard time coping with this strong attack. Her body was stretched left and right, and her defensive moves seemed a little flustered. The colorful silk was also forced to retreat step by step by the sword shadows, and for a moment she looked powerless to defend herself.

Realizing that her side was gradually losing the upper hand, Feng Qing'er's eyes suddenly froze, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

Just as the two of them collided fiercely again, there was a dull "bang" sound, and a tremendous force exploded like a surging tide, and the recoil force was overwhelming.

Feng Qing'er was not in a hurry. Lightning flashed at the soles of her feet. It was the "Three Thousand Thunders" movement technique. With the help of this force, her body was like a golden lightning. She rose from the ground with a "whoosh" and jumped above the square in an instant.

The colorful dress fluttered vigorously like a fluttering flag, looking down at Mu Qingluan from above, and her aura became more and more fierce as it rose higher.

"Wind Killing Finger!"

Feng Qing'er was hanging high in the sky, and her cold shout was like thunder. She stretched out her jade-white finger and pointed at Mu Qingluan below.

In an instant, a colorful phoenix shadow rushed out and tightly wrapped her graceful body in it, just like a divine bird protecting its master.

Then, the light from the phoenix's beak rapidly gathered, and the majestic and terrifying blue-silver fighting spirit surged and condensed into a thick beam of light in the blink of an eye, but was compressed to the size of a palm in the instant.

The beam of light was like imprisoned thunder, and it shot out with a destructive force. Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

The "Wind Killing Finger" is one of the most famous and lethal fighting skills of the Fenglei Pavilion. Once it was performed, there were gasps all around. It was obvious that everyone had heard about the sharpness and magnificence of this move and knew its terrifying power.

The light beam transformed by the Wind Killing Finger was extremely fast and terrifyingly fast, as if it had transcended the shackles of space. As it flashed by, it actually pierced through the void directly, making a "sizzling" sound of tearing space.

The endless green sword shadows swung by Mu Qingluan, under the impact of the terrifying finger force, seemed to be made of paper and shattered in an instant.

But Mu Qingluan is no ordinary person. In the moment of crisis, her eyes suddenly focused, and her white hands lightly turned and drew a half circle. The green dress on her body instantly danced without wind, fluttering in the wind.

"Biqiong spins against the wind."

A delicate cry was heard, and in the blink of an eye, a deep green tornado rose out of thin air under Mu Qingluan's feet, as if a long-dormant ancient beast suddenly awakened, wrapped in endless surging power, roaring and rising from the ground, heading straight for the wind-killing finger force.

At first, the wind-killing finger force crashed into the tornado, just like a huge rock smashing into the waves, stirring up huge waves in the green whirlwind. The two struggled fiercely, and light and strong wind burst out in all directions.

But gradually, the tornado showed its powerful strength, like a bottomless abyss that could swallow everything, wrapping up the wind-killing finger force layer by layer, constantly consuming it until it was completely annihilated.

Before everyone could come to their senses, the violent hurricane continued to gain momentum and rolled up like a vengeful dragon, pouncing towards Feng Qing'er with bared fangs and claws.

"boom……"

In an instant, the situation changed suddenly. The strong wind carried the tornado, like a raging beast, with bared fangs and claws, and majestic momentum.

The dark green wind column was like a giant python swallowing the sky and the earth, sweeping across the entire place with overwhelming force. Wherever it went, sand and rocks flew, and the sky and the earth changed color. Feng Qing'er's figure was completely swallowed up by the violent tornado in an instant, and no trace of her could be found.

Seeing this scene, there were cries and shouts from the sidelines. Everyone was dumbfounded and full of suspicion. Could it be that this famous and proud daughter of Fenglei Pavilion was going to be defeated by this storm?

However, Mu Qingluan, who was concentrating on controlling the storm tornado at this moment, did not show any intention of slacking off. Her expression was solemn, and her beautiful eyes were like an eagle, fixed on the raging and roaring hurricane in front of her.

Suddenly, Mu Qingluan narrowed her eyes slightly, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and a pair of green wings behind her suddenly spread out, just like a green phoenix flapping its wings. She suddenly exerted force, and her body was like an arrow shot from a bow, and she quickly retreated backwards.

Just in the blink of an eye when Mu Qingluan evacuated the place, a giant colorful phoenix suddenly rushed out from the storm tornado. It was made of exquisitely woven colorful silk, and its body was more than ten feet long. Its whole body was shining with brilliant colors, but it exuded a sharp and murderous aura.

The colorful phoenix, wrapped in the remaining violent wind of the tornado, rushed towards the place where Mu Qingluan had just stood like a dazzling light. Its sharp claws were like divine weapons and blades, attacking the ground with a bang.

In an instant, earth and rocks flew everywhere, smoke and dust billowed, and a large area of ​​ground could not withstand the heavy impact and collapsed in an instant, as if it had encountered a small natural disaster, causing the surrounding onlookers to exclaim.

Seeing the colorful phoenix rushing out with strong wind and fierce momentum, Mu Qingluan, who had already retreated to a safe distance, had a stern expression and showed no fear at all.

His body turned lightly, and his white hands waved lightly in the air like a nimble white dove. The three-foot-long sword in his hand seemed to sense its master's desire to fight.

In an instant, sword energy was everywhere, making a buzzing sound. Dozens of green sword marks were like nimble dragons, accompanied by the sound of whistling wind, and slashed swiftly in the direction of the colorful phoenix. Wherever the sword marks passed, the air seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, making a hissing sound.

At this time, the colorful phoenix was still in an awkward situation where its old strength had been exhausted and its new strength had not yet been generated, just like a spent bow, and its movements were a little slow.

Its wings, which were dancing vigorously, had lost some of their sharpness at this moment, and its body woven with colorful silk fluttered in the aftermath of the storm, completely losing the majesty it had when it broke through the tornado before.

Faced with the whistling sword energy, it had no time to dodge and could only withstand the fierce series of slashes, allowing the green sword marks to fall on its body.

The extremely sharp sword energy was like a blade that could split the sky, slashing down with a whistling force.

In an instant, a sharp cry was heard piercing the sky, and the colorful phoenix's body shook violently, like a kite with a broken string, and was directly blown away.

At the same time, part of the colorful silk that woven its body could not withstand the heavy blow and broke with a "hiss", like broken ribbons, slowly falling from the air.

Cai Feng was impacted and her body collapsed, revealing Feng Qing'er who was hiding inside.

She reacted quickly, her body trembled rapidly, lightning flashed under her feet, and she instantly left several blurry afterimages in the sky. With her exquisite body skills, she cleverly avoided the invasion of the remaining green sword energy.

Although she managed to avoid the aftermath of the sword energy, Feng Qing'er was in a really bad state after this battle. Her carefully planned offensive was broken, and her previous calmness was no longer there. Looking at her cheeks, the coldness became more and more intense, just like frost and snow on a cold night, revealing unwillingness and anger.

"Mu Qingluan, it seems that I have indeed underestimated you before. However, this fun should end here. A mere Tianluan can force me to use the blood talent of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix. You should already feel honored for this."

Feng Qing'er sneered, and after she finished speaking, she tapped the air with her jade feet, just like a fairy, her delicate body flying gracefully. After a few rises and falls, she retreated to the back, and then landed steadily on the back of the colorful phoenix, which was already broken and tattered.

Feng Qing'er bit her jade finger with her pearly teeth until blood oozed out of the fingertips. Then, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly pressed the bloody fingertips hard on Cai Feng's back and shouted,

"Bloodline Devouring Spirit!"

As the cold shout came out, a thick, ink-red light suddenly burst out from Feng Qing'er's palm, like a flame spewing oil, the light spread like wildfire and instantly wrapped around the colorful phoenix.

Under the cover of this strange red light, Cai Feng's body seemed to be compressed by an invisible force and shrank rapidly. However, in the blink of an eye, the huge body disappeared completely, leaving only a condensed and rich red light, which followed Feng Qing'er's fingertips and was sucked directly into her mouth.

As the red light entered her body, Feng Qing'er's delicate body shook violently, her clothes fluttered wildly, and a pair of colorful phoenix wings suddenly stretched out from her back like a sword breaking through the clouds. The wingtips were shining, and the flapping brought up a gust of wind.

At the same time, the aura around her surged like an out-of-control torrent, and the overwhelming pressure spread like ripples, causing the air around her to tremble.

Fortunately, the surge in aura did not last long. It came and went quickly. When everything calmed down, Feng Qing'er had been reborn. Her strength had leapt from the original one-star Dou Zong level to the three-star Dou Zong level, which was the same as Mu Qingluan's current level.

Such a rapid and arrogant surge in strength left the spectators dumbfounded, unable to recover for a long time. There was an uproar in the audience, full of surprise at this sudden change.

"I didn't expect Feng Qing'er to be able to use some secret method to directly improve her strength by two stars. This ability shows that the secret method she used is of a high grade. She is indeed a method of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan and should not be underestimated."

"At this point, the situation is becoming more urgent. If the situation continues like this, there will be more variables. The most urgent task is to fight quickly and decide the winner as soon as possible..."

Mu Qingluan raised her head, her eyes fixed on Feng Qing'er, who was suspended in the sky with her wings flapping, a pair of colorful phoenix wings shining brightly. Her dark brows furrowed slightly, and her expression became more solemn.

He unconsciously clenched his sword with both hands, his fighting spirit surged secretly, and he was ready for a do-or-die battle...

Chapter 414: Dragon Soul Phoenix Sword

Just as Mu Qingluan was alert and ready for battle, Feng Qing'er's silver eyes were instantly covered with a layer of frost in the sky. At the same time, the majestic fighting spirit roared and surged out of her body, and in a moment, it slowly transformed into a giant phoenix phantom in the air behind her.

The entire body of this phoenix was as black as ink, just like an evil spirit in the dark night. The edges of its wings flickered with faint light, revealing an indescribable weirdness and strangeness.

Its phoenix eyes, like a deep pool, spanned the sky and locked onto Mu Qingluan from afar. In an instant, a strange pressure came down from the sky like a mountain, and wherever it passed, the space seemed to be distorted and deformed.

Under this kind of pressure, the energy in the surrounding heaven and earth instantly became chaotic and out of control, rushing in all directions. Outside the square, the spectators were all stunned by this shocking change, and waves of horrified shouts rose one after another, like a surging wave.

Feng Qing'er's eyes were like cold stars, staring at Mu Qingluan mercilessly, without any emotion in her beautiful eyes. After a moment of silence, she gently raised her jade arm, and her jade finger, which was as white as frost and snow, pointed to where Mu Qingluan was. Then, a bone-chilling voice, wrapped in overwhelming pressure and domineering aura, exploded.

"The Holy Statue of the Demonic Phoenix, swallowing up the heavens and the earth!"

The sound was like thunder filling the ears. When the sound fell, the originally illusory and still black phoenix behind Feng Qing'er seemed to be injected with a soul and suddenly came alive.

It stretched its neck toward the sky and let out a phoenix cry that was so sharp that it pierced the clouds and split the rocks. Wherever the sound waves reached, ripples appeared in the air.

Immediately, the huge wings that covered the sky and the sun flapped violently, and a black light that was ten feet wide and like an inky torrent, carried a creepy and terrifying force, like a world-destroying meteorite, with billowing smoke and endless momentum, smashed down towards Mu Qingluan. The space seemed to be torn apart along its path, making a "sizzling" sound.

Mu Qingluan's eyes opened wide, fixed on the strange black light that seemed to devour the sky and earth and cover the entire world. She suddenly felt a chill climbing up her spine, and her heart was instantly gripped by a strong sense of crisis, as if she was on the edge of an abyss, walking on thin ice.

In the moment of crisis, she had no time to think and immediately used the "Taiqing Youtian Step" that her senior brother had taught her not long ago.

I saw her jade feet lightly tapping the ground, just like a dragonfly skimming the water, but her steps were mysterious and contained a mystical secret.

The figure seemed to be carried away by the breeze, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion for a moment, like a shadow and a phantom. In an instant, it disappeared from the spot in a vague, ethereal and otherworldly posture.

Only a residual image remained, trembling under the reflection of the black light, and was soon torn apart by the strong wind.

And at the moment when Mu Qingluan's body disappeared, a strange black light suddenly fell from the sky and landed heavily on the hard silver wooden square.