The seventh floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

In the void behind Qiong Huajun, a Dao realm appeared, a big jade white crane, and the snow-chasing sword in his right hand was raised high.

On the surface of the raised snow-chasing sword, the swirling snow shadow writhed and conjured up a pair of crane wings.

"Pick up!" Qiong Huajun's eyes were cold.

"Kendo - Big Jade Chasing Snow!"

Sword falls!

A sword aura, silver lightning and white snow, crane wings snow mountain, cut open a day of white, cut open a world.

Sword Intent - Snow Mountain White Crane!

Sword Domain - Flying Snow!

Sword move - big jade chasing snow!

The three fit together, and the peak swordsman's peak sword path move shocked the world.

Xu Yang on the opposite side was wearing a black dragon battle armor, and a behemoth Dao realm was reflected behind him—the Great Ming Vermilion Bird.

Xu Yang's eyes lit up, and he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating. He clenched his fists and raised them high. On the surface of the fist, a pair of red fire wings appeared.

"Fist Technique - Fire Wing Demon Dragon Cannon!"

Punch out! Dragon Roar!

A fist burst into flames, black lightning and red fire, two-winged demon dragon, blasted open the black of the day, and blasted open a wild realm.

The ultimate trick of the two collides in the air.

For a while, the crane roared, the dragon roared, and clusters of white arcs and black arcs fought and exploded, as if the two worlds were colliding, and the wind that burst out of the gang counterattacked for more than a hundred miles.

After a stalemate between the two powerful moves for a moment, Dayu Chasing Snow gradually gained the upper hand.

Suddenly, a line of sword qi split the black dragon demon fire from the middle, and the black dragon demon fire rolled and exploded to both sides, and the sound of the black dragon's wail was heard.

The incomparable sword intent turned into a line of white and slashed down.

Poof!

One of Xu Yang's left arms was cut off from his shoulder.

......

On the square, the crowd was holding their breath to watch the battle situation reflected in the psychic stone mirror, and at this moment they let out a burst of exclamation.

"Ouch!"

"A sword!"

"Just a sword!"

"It's a sword of the White Feather Peak Peak Lord Qiong Huajun!"

"Feather Dao White Fairy, Jade Sword Flying Snow. ”

"Xu Yang of the Heavenly Ghost Sect is still defeated after all!"

"Look, one of Xu Yang's left arms has been cut off. ”

"Xu Yang was the first challenger to be hit hard in the Qingyun Pavilion challenge. ”

"If this sword is a little more off, I'm afraid Xu Yang will fall. ”

On the viewing seat, the white-clothed Yaojun, who had been watching the battle situation, couldn't help but tremble when he saw this, and complained in his heart: "Master Master, didn't you promise me to show mercy to your subordinates?"

The white bone skull lying on Guigu Zhan's back stretched out a pair of bony hands to cover Guigu Zhan's eyes and kept shaking his head.

Zhan Yunfei and Liu Haiyu both showed regret on their faces.

Almost everyone regretted Xu Yang's failure, and several of Xu Yang's friends were even more worried about Xu Yang's loss of an arm.

For a monk of Xu Yang's level, although he could use the secret method to regenerate his broken arm, he would definitely have to pay the price of sacrificing his life.

And in the square, the only one who has not yet competed, the little monk in a white robe, has just opened his eyes.

There was no trace of emotional fluctuations on the face of the white jade monk, and he whispered indifferently: "Friend Xu Yang, you are as witty as you." ”

......

At this moment, the picture suddenly changed.

Streams of green mist erupted from Xu Yang's severed arm, his body turned into a wooden stake, and the black dragon battle armor outside his body turned into a flying black demon fire and dispersed.

In the seventh floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

Qiong Huajun saw that Xu Yang on the opposite side turned into a stake in front of her eyes, and couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"Not good. Qiong Huajun realized something, and she looked up.

saw another Xu Yang flying straight down from a high altitude.

Xu Yang was head down, toes up, a pair of arms stretched straight, two fists clenched, his body showed a golden thunder dragon magic figure, and one was dragged out behind him

The long tail of the thunder arc of the Dao Fei Roll.

"Thunder Kill - Golden Dragon!"

At this moment, the door of the golden thunder in the three-color vortex in Xu Yang's body had already been opened for the most part, and the powerful power of the golden thunder was frantically gushing out, infused on this technique.

It's like a golden dragon descending from the sky!

At this moment, Qiong Huajun understood everything that had just happened.

At the beginning, Xu Yang used the fist technique of "Ben Lei Eighteen" to resist Qiong Huajun's flying snow sword move.

At that time, Xu Yang's body was hidden in the rolling thunder of the wheels in Benlei Eighteen.

When the power of the move was exhausted at high altitude, Xu Yang used the cover of the power of the move explosion to reach ten miles away in the sky, and escaped the detection range of Qiong Huajun's divine sense.

And Xu Yang, who was wearing a black dragon battle armor below, was one of his wood spirit clones. Since the wood spirit clone was transformed by Xu Yang's immortal path wood spirit power, coupled with the black dragon battle armor outside his body, even Qiong Huajun of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm could not distinguish it in a short period of time.

Using the dolphin splitting brain technique to control the doppelganger and the body at the same time, and to achieve perfection, only Xu Yang can do it.

On the spectator seats in the square, the crowd suddenly exclaimed.

"Look, the beheaded Xu Yang is just a stake. ”

"Is that a stand-in?"

"No, this is a higher-level doppelganger. ”

"Look! What's that?"

"The dragon of golden thunder fell from the sky. ”

"It's Xu Yang's ontology. ”

"How did Xu Yang do it. ”

"He lied to everybody. ”

The white-clothed Yaojun in the audience exhaled a long breath, and her heart began to worry about the safety of Shizun Qionghuajun again, and blurted out anxiously: "Shizun be careful." ”

The white bone skeleton man lying on Guigu Zhan's back took away the bone hand that was covering Guigu Zhan's eyes, and Guigu Chan saw the situation on the psychic stone mirror clearly.

Zhan Yunfei whispered, "It's the high-level clone technique that Xu Yang used when he defeated me at the True Lotus Glory World Conference. I didn't expect to deceive Lord Qionghuajun this time. ”

Liu Haiyu stared at the situation on the psychic stone mirror with a pair of eyes, and said in his heart: "Xu Yang's method is the one that I have seen the most. His performances are always unexpected. ”

In the center of the square, the golden jade monk folded his hands, the third golden eye between his eyebrows flickered, and he said with a serious face: "The Qionghua Monarch Peak Lord will not lose." ”

......

In the seventh floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

Xu Yang deceived Qiong Huajun's attention with the technique of clone, and then descended from the sky with a "thunder kill-golden dragon".

Seeing that Qiong Huajun couldn't hide, her left hand, which had never moved, quickly poked out.

The jade sleeve flung forward, and a sword shadow seemed to be hidden in the water, drawing a line in the void, and in the blink of an eye, it flew out a hundred zhang away.

At the moment when Xu Yang's thunder killing golden dragon fell on top of Qiong Huajun's head, Qiong Huajun's body disappeared in an instant.

Boom Boom! Boom Boom!

The surface of the stage was completely shrouded in a tumbling golden arc, and the splashed thunder spread out like a golden tide for a long time.

The martial arts platform trembled, and the void trembled.

When the power of the golden thunder dissipated, Xu Yang's body appeared.

"Huh?" Xu Yang sighed lightly, his eyes looking towards the opposite side.

A hundred zhang away, Qiong Huajun was standing there, but she was holding a sword in her left and right hands.

The one on his right hand is naturally a snow-chasing sword. On the left hand, there was an additional spirit sword that was only two feet long and the blade was as transparent as a cicada's wing.

On Qiong Huajun's right arm, a blood mark appeared, and a golden arc rolled and dissipated. She was wounded, only lightly wounded.

The black streamer on Xu Yang's shoulder flashed, revealing a black demon dragon the size of a foot, which was the body of the demon dragon's dark scales.

The demon dragon Dark Scale gasped heavily, and said in his mouth: "This Qionghua Monarch Peak Lord is really difficult to deal with, and she was actually dodged by her." ”

The Demon Dragon Scales suddenly turned his head to look to the side.

In mid-air, a strange white feather fell silently.

"What is this?"

Black eyes flashed, "Master be careful." ”

With a pop, the white feather suddenly burst open, turning into a small sword intent and slashing out.

Xu Yang's ears moved, and his figure took a step to the left.

Brush!

An almost transparent sword intent cut a bloody mark on Xu Yang's right arm.

Qiong Huajun on the opposite side raised the almost transparent short sword in his left hand, and with a swish, the sword intent fell on the sword body.

The sword body let out a humming sound, and there was a bright red on the surface.

Qiong Huajun took a look at the short sword in his hand, and with a rush of mana, the blood stains taken from Xu Yang's body gradually turned purple, and then turned into nothingness with a sneer, and the surface of the short sword was as bright as new.

Qiong Huajun frowned, then expanded again, and secretly thought in his heart: "It's purple blood, it is indeed as the Great Elder of Blue Star Jun said, this Xu Yang has Yuan Demon blood on his body." ”

Qiong Huajun said casually: "Xu Yang, none of us have taken advantage. Everyone in the world knows that I Qionghuajun has a sword, called chasing snow. But I didn't know that my Confucian swords were originally a pair, chasing snow was only one of them, and the other was the "Ling Feng" in my hand. Whoever can force me to use the technique of dual swords, you are the first person in three hundred years. ”

After speaking, Qiong Huajun's wrist flipped over, and the two spirit swords of Chasing Xue and Ling Feng turned into spiritual light and disappeared, hidden in the sword bag in her cuffs.

Xu Yang glanced at the wound on his right arm, and with a burst of mana, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he calculated in his heart: "This Qiong Huajun really doesn't lose at all, and in the end, he hid a sword talisman and scratched my arm." A pair of Confucian swords in her hand, among which the Snow Chasing Sword is good at attacking, while the Ling Feng Sword can instantly reverse the psychic sword master within a certain distance, which is her real hole card. ”

When—

The sound of a bell sounded, and the incense burned in the incense burner had been burned out, and the time had come.

In the square, the crowd boiled.

"The outcome of this challenge was unexpected. ”

"It's a draw, neither of them suffered. ”

But it can be regarded as a success in Xu Yang's challenge, and he insisted on a stick of incense for a long time. ”

"Xu Yang's doppelganger technique is too amazing. ”

"Qiong Huajun's teleportation technique has never been seen before. ”

"What name should I give to Xu Yang of the Heavenly Ghost Sect now?"

"Black Dragon Wushuang, he has a small black dragon on his shoulder, I like it very much. ”

"The doppelganger little prince is more appropriate, the doppelganger's technique can be so perfect, and it is rare in the entire Northern Regions. ”

"The Golden Thunder Little Overlord is even louder, look at the thunder blow he just had, the Golden Thunder Dragon, and then descend. ”

"It's too vulgar, it's too vulgar. ”

"Remember, his name is Xu Yang. ”

......

In the seventh floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

Xu Yang walked up to Qiong Huajun and bowed down.

"Thank you for your mercy. Xu Yang knew very well in his heart that if this Qiong Huajun used ten percent of his skills, he would never just have his right arm scratched.

"Xu Yang, congratulations on passing the test of the seventh layer of Qingyun Pavilion. The next palace realm trial is the most difficult and dangerous challenge. Qiong Huajun said.

After a pause, he continued: "The matter between you and my apprentice Yaojun, Yaojun has already informed me. In the cultivation realm, the affairs of men and women are not as restrictive and restrained as those in the mundane realm, as long as you treat each other sincerely. ”

After speaking, Qiong Huajun flipped it over with one hand and took out a delicate red sandalwood box in his hand.

"This is my gift to you. To tell you the truth, the contents of this box were originally given to me by a teenager when I was young. But he didn't keep his promise. Now, I'll give it to you. I hope you can be a person who keeps your promises. I have only accepted one apprentice from Yaojun in my life, and she is like my own daughter. If you fail her in the future, "chasing snow and wind" is not just used to cut the snow that day. ”

"Thank you seniors for your success, thank you for the gifts from your predecessors, Xu Yang will definitely not live up to Yaojun's true feelings. ”

Xu Yang took the red sandalwood box and put it away carefully.

Chasing snow and Lingfeng is a natural pair.