Chun Yu Feiqiong, who was suspended in mid-air, looked more elegant and beautiful under the light in her palm.

Many students who were already in love with Chun Yu Feiqiong were fascinated and amazed at this time.

Even a female student like Tao Yushan has an infinite yearning for her.

But for Lu Ping'an, this was a picture that shocked him, just because the power of that palm blow was too strong!

The most important thing is that Lu Ping'an didn't expect Chun Yu Feiqiong's offensive to be so rapid and fierce, and he has been suppressing him from beginning to end.

As a result, Lu Ping'an had no chance to complete the "Three Shocks and Thunders", and he had no way to perform the strongest thunderbolt slash.

However, Lu Ping'an did not give up, divided part of his spiritual power, and continued to freeze and seal the two scimitars.

The next moment, the palm blow that fell like moonlight had already rushed to the top of Lu Ping'an's head not far away.

On top of the willow sword, the purple thunder and lightning suddenly soared, and the bloodline power of the three shocks and thunders was still activated.

Even if you can only hit a shock when the sword is drawn, so as to double the power, it is better than nothing.

A thunderous sound sounded in the blade of the sword, and Lu Ping'an slashed upwards with the momentum of spring thunder!

Rumble!

The surging and furious purple thunder sword power soared into the sky, but the moment it caught up, it was smashed by the moonlight palm!

The purple thunder that had always been dazzling and dazzling to the whole audience was actually attacked by Chun Yu Feiqiong, taking away all the brilliance and dissipating into the air dimly.

Lu Ping'an was deeply injured because of this, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and immediately stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, running his body technique and flying shadow bloodline to the extreme, and hurriedly retreated.

Immediately afterwards, the moonlight palm hit the ground heavily, and another bang came out, and the entire Zhengming Platform and the nearby ground were suddenly shocked!

The place where Lu Ping'an stood with his sword just now has turned into a deep pit at this moment!

The students in the audience suddenly let out a burst of exclamations, and then turned into enthusiastic cheers.

The incomparable strength displayed by Chun Yu Feiqiong made all of them feel excited, and there was a feeling that victory was in sight.

On the contention stage, Chun Yu Feiqiong's offensive has not ended here.

I saw her jade wrist flipped, and under the wave of both hands, the two scimitars flew up again, and slashed out quickly!

At the same time, Chun Yu Feiqiong in the air, twisted his willow waist, swooped down, and also went safely towards the landing.

In an instant, the two scimitars chased to Lu Ping'an's side, like two rounds of bright white moons, and the strength contained in them was even more refined and condensed than that palm power, so powerful that Lu Ping'an couldn't believe that this was an attack method performed by a Yuanwu fourfold cultivator!

But despite this, Lu Ping'an still retreated while using a sword move.

He first spread all over his body with a sword wind, though

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It had long been proven that this could not resist the power of the scimitar, but its strong wind force still formed a barrier after all, slowing down the power of the scimitar.

Then, Lu Ping'an injected water into the wind, and the combined momentum of wind and rain, coupled with the sound of thunder and lightning, once again reduced the impact speed of the scimitar.

Chun Yu Feiqiong, who was flying, frowned slightly, held his hands with his hands, and the sword light bloomed wildly, and wherever the edge reached, whether it was wind or rain, they all collapsed and scattered!

Blood came out of Lu Ping'an's mouth again, but he was still drawing his sword, with several solid ice walls and horizontal bars in front of him, and at the same time, the blade of the sword lit up with a golden autumn-like sword.

Bang bang bang......

The walls of ice shattered one after another, turning into a sky of crystalline debris, and the two scimitars broke out of them and approached again.

Lu Ping'an stabbed straight with a sword, the golden fire, containing a strong sword intent, rolling and tumbling, spurting violently!

Bang!

The streamer flickered, and the two scimitars cut the fire into countless remnant flames, and it was like the scythe of death that hooked the soul and killed it, and pursued it frantically.

At this time, Chun Yu Feiqiong had already appeared in the sky behind Lu Ping'an, and his current position was also forced to the corner of the contention platform, and it was difficult to dodge.

"Come on, then!"

Lu Ping'an retreated all the way, and also used all the swordsmanship he knew so far, which can be said to have done his best, but he still couldn't resist Chun Yu Feiqiong's attack.

But the good news is that during the confrontation just now, he hit two thunderbolts, and at this time, he released purple thunder and lightning without hesitation.

With a bang, the three shocks have been completed, and the thunder and lightning power on the willow sword has been increased to three times higher in an instant!

"One sword, three springs!"

Lu Ping'an shouted, and swung out a purple slash full of silence!

Under the blooming edge, the mysterious and noble purple sword light seemed to have the qualifications to compete with the holy moonlight.

The entire space on the stage seems to be divided into two halves.

The purple light and the silver-white moonlight, each on one side, are all with surging mighty power, colliding strongly!

Bang!

Under the earth-shattering loud noise, the arena made of strange rocks was completely split!

As a result, the surrounding protective arrays were seriously affected, and the wind full of sword intent and sword power surged out in all directions!

The students who watched the battle couldn't help but resist, and some of the weaker ones were directly injured and vomited blood.

But what people really care about is the situation of Lu Ping'an and Chun Yu Feiqiong.

Judging from the external influence, the two seem to be equal, but in fact, Chun Yu Feiqiong is better.

Lu Ping'an's body was seriously injured again, but he stood proudly, standing on a crumbling fragment of the contention platform, raising the willow sword flat.

He seemed to be waiting for Chun Yu Feiqiong to attack, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

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Just because the moment he slashed out a sword and three springs, a certain wonderful and ethereal feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

But this feeling is not unfamiliar to him at all, as if it is the combination of all the sword moves he quickly slashed out before.

However, it is not just as simple as piling several sword intents together, but it is very complex and ...... Long.

The vast majority of sword intent and sword moves are in pursuit of quick shots, and in this, "long" is a rather abnormal and strange meaning.

But even so, Lu Ping'an didn't feel abrupt and stiff, as if it was a matter of course, and it was a matter of course.

After the wind rises, it is spring, summer, autumn and winter......

Suddenly, Lu Ping'an, who was deep in thought, buzzed in his mind, as if a heavenly light had fallen, making him suddenly enlightened!

Lu Ping'an's eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "Is this the ......?"

As soon as the words started, Chun Yu Feiqiong rushed to the front of Lu Ping'an with a bright palm strike.

Chun Yu Feiqiong was also injured, but it was far less than Lu Ping'an's misery, so the palm power at this time was not attenuated at all, and it was still so pure and powerful.

Lu Ping'an hesitated for a moment, tiptoed a little, and stabbed with a sword!

But this time, he didn't use it alone, any of the moves he had used before, he just wanted to concentrate all those sword moves in one sword......

To be precise, he just wanted to realize the wonderful sword intent he had just realized in the form of sword moves.

But it's a pity that Chun Yu Feiqiong won't give him such a chance at all.

The moon-like palm blow, shot out heavily, exudes a thousand feet of brilliance, shining heaven and earth, and its momentum is even more invincible!

Bang!

Lu Ping'an's sword moves hadn't even taken shape, and he was still in the artistic conception stage, and his whole person had been blown up and fell into the distance beyond the Zhengming platform.

Lu Ping'an, who was almost fainting, did not scream, forgot the severe pain of the serious injuries on his body, and his mind was still thinking about the mysterious sword intent, for fear that this was a fleeting opportunity, and if he missed it, he didn't know when he would come again, so he had to grasp it firmly and learn something from it.

After a while, Lu Ping'an felt that he was about to land, but suddenly a shadow flew in, grabbed his arm, and then smoothly picked him up to the ground with a soft force.

This shadow is naturally Chun Yu Feiqiong, who just sent Lu Ping'an out.

She obviously couldn't bear to see Lu Ping'an, who was already seriously injured, falling to the ground, of course, it could also be out of courtesy.

Lu Ping'an looked at her and was stunned for a while, and Chun Yu Feiqiong was also looking at him, but there was still only a curious look.

The two stood outside the arena like this, quiet for a short time, and the onlookers felt that the atmosphere was weird, and they didn't dare to disturb it.

It wasn't until Wang Jiaoxi shouted that everyone, including Lu Ping'an and Chun Yu Feiqiong, suddenly came to their senses.

"The competition is over, Chun Yu Feiqiong wins!"

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