Guan Haohao and Shen Chongzhi were also puzzled, what kind of martial arts is this??or what kind of trick??

But the disciples of the Falling Snow Hall other than Lin Lang present were not shocked in the slightest, because they had already seen Xiao Zining's methods too many times.

"Nine Turns Taiji Sword??? where did you come from??"

Yun Baiwei stared at the wind blowing the snow with an unkind face, this Nine Turns Taiji Sword is not a ground-level magic weapon, but a genuine heaven-level high-grade weapon. As far as Yun Baiwei knows, this is not something that belongs to the Riyao Divine Palace, how could it appear in the hands of this little girl??

"This is not a weapon I gave her, and it was not a reward from the Divine Palace. Didn't you hear it just now, her name is Xiao, Zi, Ning ......"

The wind blew the snow and smiled.

"Xiao Zining??Xiao family ....... ”

Yun Baiwei was slightly stunned, and her mood became a little heavy.

The Xiao family does not belong to any sect, it is just a super family that escapes from the world, although it is only a family, the strength of the entire family can even compete with the top ten sects in the Eastern Regions.

There is a peerless divine weapon enshrined in the family, called the Nine Turns Yin Yang Sword, which is the one in Xiao Zining's hand.

Legend has it that it has the ability to divide the heavens.

One turn of one sword, two turns of two swords, three turns of four swords, four turns of eight swords...... Eight turns of one hundred and twenty-eight swords, legend has it that by the last turn it can even reach the number of two hundred and fifty-six swords.

But there has never been a person who can resist so many swords.

As for how many swords can be split into, it all depends on the ability of the sword wielder.

Looking at the four flying swords flying towards him, Si Kaifeng took a deep breath and swept out the black stick in his hand, knocking down the four flying swords at the same time.

This time, he didn't wait any longer, but ran straight towards Xiao Zining.

No matter how powerful this flying sword is, as long as the people who deal with Edgeworth can dodge the flying swords they shoot, they themselves don't have much combat power.

But when Si Kaifeng was still half a ring away from Xiao Zining, there was a sound of breaking wind behind him.

Si Kaifeng's ears moved, and he didn't care about attacking Xiao Zining, he immediately turned around, stuck the black stick on the ground, and swayed a black wave, blasting the attacking flying sword back.

However, this time only seven flying swords were blocked, and one flying sword was left to slash straight towards Si Kaifeng's shoulder, splashing a large area of blood.

"Good !!"

"It worked!!"

"Second Senior Sister's flying sword is too strong!"

The disciples of the Falling Snow Hall in the audience applauded one after another, and Lin Lang was also dumbfounded.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Zining's flying swords controlled at the same time had reached as many as eight...... It's like someone attacking from eight directions at the same time, making people defenseless.

Si Kaifeng was very stiff, tensed the muscles on his shoulders, temporarily stopped the blood, and then knocked the last sword to the ground.

He noticed that Xiao Zining's face had begun to change a little, that is to say, the split flying sword must have consumed a lot, as long as he could block her attack, the first person to exhaust himself must be Xiao Zining!

"Can you come again?"

Si Kaifeng simply retreated, and the eight swords scattered on the ground began to buzz again, and in the blink of an eye, they transformed into sixteen flying swords!

The real sixteen flying swords hung quietly around Xiao Zining like this, emitting a cold light.

However, at this time, Xiao Zining had already begun to gasp for breath, and with a slight wave of her jade hand, sixteen flying swords flew out like a golden snake dancing wildly.

Si Kaifeng's eyes also showed a fierce battle intent, he tore off a corner of his clothes, and then used his clothes to tie his right hand and stick tail together.

"Come on, come on!!"

Dingdingding!!

The black stick in Si Kaifeng's hand moved faster, knocking down the sixteen flying swords one after another, not straight people, even his black stick left an afterimage of the Dao, and at the same time swept out a burst of storm, blowing the clothes of the disciples in the audience.

Poof!poof!poof!!

Although Si Kaifeng's movements were fast, there were still three flying swords that cut his right calf, right chest, and left arm, making him kneel down directly.

Woohoo!

The remaining three flying swords wanted to attack again, but they were swept by Si Kaifeng again and swept down directly.

"Hahahaha, happy and happy!!Can you still come?"

Si Kaifeng clubbed the black stick on the ground, and then stood up leaning on the black stick, although he was already injured more, the battle intent in his eyes did not weaken at all.

Xiao Zi condensed his dantian and once again attracted the aura of his whole body, but this time the flying sword on the ground shook for a long time before it was divided, and then surrounded Si Kaifeng in the middle.

After Xiao Zining urged the flying sword again, her face was already like gold paper.

"Go ahead. ”

Xiao Zining said softly, and then her arm hung down heavily.

"Last resort......"

Su Wensheng said nervously. He didn't expect Si Kaifeng to be so able to hold on, but if it was thirty-two flying swords, Si Kaifeng shouldn't be able to hold it.

"Six turns and thirty-two swords...... It's the first time I've seen Second Senior Sister summon so many swords!"

"yes. In the past, Senior Sister had only used sixteen swords at most, right? This time, she really tried her best. ”

The disciples of the Falling Snow Hall were even more nervous than Xiao Zining, and the outcome of this battle would be determined by this move!

The long swords flying in the sky were like silver snakes, and this time they converged into a long straight line, shooting towards Si Kaifeng's body from the front.

"It's good to come!!"

"Watch me dust off the wind!!"

Si Kaifeng stood up again, the aura of the black stick in his hand skyrocketed, and there seemed to be a phantom of a black dragon between the dances, setting off a terrifying wind, and the head of the stick was like a spring, shaking the flying sword down with a very small amplitude.

Dingding!!

Si Kaifeng blocked a lot of swords, but there were still a lot of swords that scratched him.

On the premise of avoiding the vital point, the flying sword scratched Si Kaifeng's right arm, and he changed his left arm to hold the stick.

If his left arm is injured, he will replace the injured right arm on the field.

In this way, between the continuous exchanges, Si Kaifeng knocked down all the flying swords. However, his arms were already scarred, blood could not stop flowing out, his entire clothes were also soaked with blood, and black sticks fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Won, won??"

Jiang Xiaoyue covered her small mouth, and it was hard to imagine how terrifying these thirty-two flying swords were, so that they would hurt Si Kaifeng like this.

"Again, again......"

In the shocked gaze of everyone, Si Kaifeng shook his arms, shook off the blood of his arms, forcibly tightened the wound with his muscles, and then picked up the black stick on the realm again.

"He, he can still stand up!!"

"Is he a monster?? Obviously he has received such a serious injury, isn't he afraid of death!"

The disciples of the Falling Snow Hall were shocked.

"Hmph. Compared to the injuries suffered by the master in the past seven years, what is this??hahahaha, come again!"

Si Kaifeng slammed the black stick to the ground, and his messy hair fluttered in the wind, like a demon god in troubled times.

Skyf's ......

Guan Haohao looked at him with a complicated face, and now he finally understood why Yun Baiwei would let him play the second.

Because Si Kaifeng has a deep obsession in his heart, and with this obsession, he is afraid that he will not admit defeat even if he fights to the death.

Xiao Zining, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened her eyes tiredly.

"Unexpectedly...... Can you still move......

Her hands flew up, and the aura that had almost dried up was constantly squeezing in the dantian. The consumption of aura is okay, but controlling so many flying swords at the same time has already caused confusion in her brain consciousness, and if she continues to fight, even she herself doesn't know what the consequences will be.

But she can't lose, because she also has the obsession of not losing to Si Kaifeng in her heart.

"Master...... I will never ...... Here you go...... Shameful ......"

Xiao Zining muttered in a voice that only she could hear, and then the flying sword on the ground shook again.

"Seven turns... Second Senior Sister has been able to turn seven times......"

Jiang Xiaoyue said dumbfoundedly.

Su Wensheng frowned and stared at Xiao Zining's body tightly.

Xiao Zining, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, was constantly trembling, this was obviously a sign that her mind had been stretched to the extreme, if she continued like this, she might be about to collapse!

Just as Xiao Zining was desperately squeezing the last trace of aura in the dantian, a white shadow suddenly appeared behind her and hugged her in her arms.

"Enough Zining, you've done a good job. ”

Xiao Zining looked up, and what caught her eyes was the face of the wind blowing snow.

"Master, I, I...... Also ......"

"Shhh ”

Wind blowing Xue said, covering Xiao Zining's lower abdomen with her jade hand, which made her face soften a little.

"We lost this time. ”

The wind blowing snow turned her head to Yun Baiwei and said, Xiao Zining's eyes were red, she turned her head away, and was silent in the arms of the wind blowing snow.

"Hehehe, Kaifeng, well done. ”

Yun Baiwei smiled and took Si Kaifeng down, fed him a pill, and then left him to Shen Chongzhi to take care of.

"Senior Sister!!"

"Second Senior Sister!!"

"Senior sister, how are you?!"

The disciples of the Falling Snow Hall rushed forward one after another, and no one blamed her for losing the second game. Everyone was anxious about Xiao Zining's physical condition.

Xiao Zining's eyes were red, and her expression was a little lonely.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everyone, I'm sorry for the Snow Palace......"

"You Nizi!"

The wind blew the snow and nodded Xiao Zining's head blamefully, but she didn't blame her for losing the game.

"Don't fight like this next time, it's just a game. ”

"Yes, Second Senior Sister, you have done your best, and there is no way to do it. And we haven't lost yet!"

Jiang Xiaoyue squatted down and comforted.

"Hmmm......"

Xiao Zining buried her head in the arms of the wind blowing the snow.

Lin Lang also looked at her gently. Although she is the second senior sister in terms of seniority, she is a girl who needs care after all.

The second game was a long time later, and the last one was delayed.

People on both sides were busy caring for the wounded. Moreover, the people of the Falling Snow Hall discussed and discussed, and they also found a suitable third person.

"Master, let me go this time! I just worked hard, and I want to win this victory for you!"

Su Wensheng said with his hands in his hands. Both Si Kaifeng and Xiao Zining can do this level, as the senior brother of the Wind and Snow Palace, he has long wanted to hide behind the backs of the junior sisters.

"Yes, Master, let Senior Brother go. ”

"Do you want to let Senior Brother Shan Yun go up??"

"I think it's a little more reliable for junior brother Zhu Jianbai. ”

Everyone was talking about it, and they were all talking about the more powerful characters in the same realm, Lin Lang and Jiang Xiaoyue had been guarding in front of Xiao Zining, and the matter of selecting people would be left to them.

"Stop, stop!!"

The wind blew the snow and motioned for them to stop, and then helplessly held his forehead.

At this moment, Lin Lang walked over.

"Master, the second senior sister's physical condition has stabilized, why don't I carry her back to rest with Xiaoyue first?"

"Hmm. Go ahead. ”

The wind blew the snow and waved his hand, but Lin Lang hadn't taken two steps before he was called back.

"Hey!! wait"

"Does the master have any other orders?"

Lin Lang bowed slightly.

Wind blowing snow groaned for a while and said, "You and Xiaoyue don't go first." Find two more disciples to carry Zi Ning back. A third game will be on you. ”

"Okay. ”

Lin Lang nodded again and again, and just turned around before he suddenly reacted and his eyes widened.

"What do you say???"

"I said you stay, and you'll play in a while!

"On the field??On what?"

"Of course it's a fight with the people of the Nightless Temple.,What's the matter.,Did you stay with Satsuki for a long time.,Your head has become stupid??"

"I ......"

Lin Lang's mouth was like an egg had been stuffed into it, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

The disciples who were watching on the side also reflected at this time, and immediately fried the pot.

"Master, Master, Master!, Never allow, Master!!The little junior brother has just started, how can he have any combat experience, wouldn't it be for nothing to go??"

"Yes, Master, we are beautiful and look down on the little junior brother, but things have to be done slowly. ”

"Master, think twice before you act. ”

It's not just Lin Lang who was dumbfounded. The surrounding Falling Snow Hall disciples were also dumbfounded.

Shizun is not drunk today? How can you let a junior brother who has just started playing?

"What are you arguing about, haven't you been selected yet??"

Jiang Xiaoyue walked over and patted Lin Lang's shoulder, and then said angrily: "Let's go! I've already made the stretcher! ”

"Can't go......"

Lin Lang said without tears on his face.

"Why??"

Jiang Xiaoyue was puzzled.

"This ...... You'll have to ask the Master. ”

"Little junior sister, you're here, you can help persuade the master, she wants to let the little junior brother play!!

Before the wind blew Xue could speak, Su Wensheng ran over and said anxiously.

Jiang Xiaoyue is Fengxue's favorite disciple, as long as she speaks, the master will definitely change her mind.

"What???The third scene, let the little junior brother go on??"

Jiang Xiaoyue's beautiful eyes widened, covering her small mouth, with an incredible expression.

The rest of the people nodded their heads like chickens pecking rice.

"Hmmm......"

Jiang Xiaoyue's big eyes gurgled, and she thought for a while before blurting out.

"I think so!"