How can you let go of such a great opportunity?

The madness in Qu Qianxian's eyes became more and more obvious, and even his expression was slightly hideous, he slowly let go of his left hand, and the scroll in his hand was already somewhat stuck with flesh and blood, but it was quickly peeled off from his palm because of the weight.

At the moment when the scroll was completely peeled off, instead of continuing to fall to the ground, it rose a little, and stopped three feet in front of Qu Qianxian's eyes, and there were still a few red and white fragments left on the ununfolded half of the scroll.

The blood in his left hand that had basically stopped, because of this action, gushed out again, Qu Qianxian swept the blood beads that fell from his eyes, but he was a little dissatisfied in his heart.

How can it be with such a little blood?

He used his spiritual power and without hesitation, he tore all the blood vessels in his left hand from the inside out, the broken edge curled inward, and the red flowing inside gushed out.

"Poof. The blood finally made a sound in the air, and the large amount of blood loss made Qu Qianxian's face quickly turn white, and the bruised blood vessels on his left wrist gradually lost their color.

He raised his hand and slowly clicked in the air, the blood gathering without falling, almost instantly filling the gap squeezed out by this stroke.

Suddenly, the world seemed to stand still, and there was no wind in the array, but the half of the picture scroll that unfolded suddenly hunted, and the amplitude became larger and larger, and finally the whole picture scroll began to shake violently.

"Bang la-la-", the scroll seemed to be torn apart, the red light on it became brighter and brighter, but the purgatory gradually blurred, and even a trace of imperceptible green appeared in the center of purgatory.

Qu Qianxian didn't seem to see this change, and at some point he tensed his face, and his left hand slashed diagonally, pulling that stroke even bigger.

"Whew-", there was a sudden strong wind around him, and the invisible air flow rolled up the lava to form several long bright red chains, frantically injecting into the picture scroll, as if a gluttony opened his mouth and took a deep breath, and everything around him could not escape.

The male cultivator's face was already blue, but his eyes were extremely black and bright, and the speed of his left hand was getting faster and faster, and a delicate pattern gradually took shape......

When he picked out the last stroke, he bit the tip of his tongue violently and squirted out a mouthful of essence blood, and slapped it with his left hand, "Bang!"

The pattern is fed into the scroll, and the unfolded part is immediately re-closed, and the scroll vibrates violently in the air, alternating between blue and red until it merges.

"Wow-", when they were completely merged, the scroll suddenly stopped, and the next moment, it was as if someone had grabbed the two ends of the scroll, and despite its struggles, it was torn to both sides, and the scroll, which had been half-unfolding and half-closing, was fully unfolded for the first time.

Half of the green mountains and green waters, and half of the scorched earth magma, finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes at the same time.

"Boom!", the competition platform was shaking violently, and the blue and red colors were pressed to the ground at the same time, and the scenery changed greatly in an instant-

Waves of turquoise gushed out from the crimson below, and black-red magma replaced Xiushui and flowed down from the green hills;

The koi fish flicked its tail and fell into the center of the lava, and when it jumped again, only a pair of white fish bones were left to fan their fins in the air;

Half of the bird's body has grown blue feathers, its eyes are soft, it suddenly opens its mouth, and its cry is pleasant, but the other eye is still cold......

The speed of the alternation of scenery is getting faster and faster, the boundary between blue and red is gradually blurred, and the two colors are slowly fading, only a touch of white looms in it...... In the end, when the blue and red completely disappeared, a dazzling white light suddenly broke through the white mist and swept towards Gu Xizhan.

"Wow!", the green feather shattered into a little spiritual light path and fell from it, Peng Bird shook its wings, and stretched out its claws again to grab the female cultivator Tianling Gai.

Everything happened just between the lightning and the fire, at this time the old trick was old, the new trick was not born, and she couldn't escape the scorching white light at all.

Gu Xizhan didn't think about dodging, her eyes widened slightly in the air, at this moment, all the distracting thoughts no longer existed, and there was only the white in her pupils that seemed to sweep everything.

All the sounds around her seemed to disappear, the speed of the white light slowed down a little in her eyes, she watched it slowly engulf all the places it passed, and the sword qi of the array gradually shattered in it, and even the entire sword array began to fall apart, and the broken cold light shot out in all directions, but it couldn't set off half a cent of wind and waves.

The sword array cracked.

As far as the eye can see, it is bright white.

In the dark, Gu Xizhan heard a loud bang in a trance-[Boom!]

Is that...... In the bright whiteness of her pupils, a little purple suddenly appeared—it was thunder.

Chaos shattered, the heavens and the earth first opened, and this thunder was the first sound of the world.

The bird's claw had arrived, Gu Xizhan didn't look at it at all, but subconsciously stretched out his left hand, grabbed the bird's claw and pulled it fiercely.

"Whew!", Peng Bird screamed, the wound on his back cracked open again, but his huge body couldn't break free from the seemingly delicate hand, and his body was involuntarily dragged down by it, and even his back was level with the soles of the nuns' feet.

Gu Xizhan slowly took a step forward, just stepping on the bird's back.

The strip of cloth wrapped around his left hand was stained with scorching magma because of the tugging of Fang Cai, and under this heat, the strip of cloth quickly smoked and blackened, and a little spark appeared on the edge, and the next moment the spark brightened, and the black and red flames burned up half of the strip of cloth, and then pasted towards the exposed white bone and tender flesh.

There was no sadness or joy on the nun's face, as if she couldn't feel the pain of this kind of flesh and blood being roasted raw, her eyes were still only white, but there was a thunderclap in her head.

Outside the arena, everyone looked different, sad or happy, anxious or cold, but they couldn't disturb anyone, not even themselves, they all raised their heads and looked at the person on the back of the bird—

"Hum ......", I don't know when, there were faint ripples around the long sword, they slowly spread outward, and finally disappeared, Gu Xizhan looked at the white light less than ten zhang away from her, the blade of the sword turned slightly, and gently swung out a sword.

The void next to the sword blade shattered piece by piece, revealing dark and hideous cracks, but these cracks had disappeared without even touching the bird's feathers, and a little farther away, there was a calm storm, and there was not the slightest wind and waves.

I don't see the sword light, I don't see the sword qi.

The nun was unmoved, and as soon as the sword came out, she took the sword, and half of the white in her eyes had turned to a thick purple.

Qu Qian was stunned for a moment, and when he stared at it again, the purple in the other party's eyes had disappeared, making him think that Fang Cai was just his illusion.

Or perhaps, it was the reflection of the purple sword light in her eyes.

The white light was less than five feet away from her.

Gu Xizhan finally glanced at the white light, stomped on the bird's back, just stepped on its wound, and turned off the bird's back with his strength, facing the white light.

"Wow!", the mournful hiss of the Peng bird resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the lava rose from its back to the sky, and it rushed towards the nun with red eyes.

At the moment when the white light was about to devour the female cultivator, there was a purple light in it, which split into two, and completely shattered it along the white light.

Is that...... Outside the competition platform, everyone's eyes widened, and on the competition platform, Qu Qianxian's expression was completely frozen, looking a little funny.

That is, sword qi. However, where does the sword qi come from?

Gu Xizhan's feet had already touched the white light, and then passed through the crack in the white light, the white light flowed all around her body, but it was separated by the sword qi and could not hurt her in the slightest, and it grew up, drawing a sharp arc in the air.

At this time, her heart was empty, only the thunder in her head became louder and louder.

At the beginning of the division of heaven and earth, there was no thunder, but only thunder. Now I don't see the sword qi passing, but I see the sword qi ending.

The sword gas turns into solid, and it can also be returned to the void. Where the heart goes, where the sword goes.

In Gu Xizhan's eyes, there was a flash of purple again, her figure flashed, and she rushed towards Qu Qianxian with the sword qi, and there was a cold light condensation on the blade of the sword.

The male cultivator's eyes widened, and he beckoned the scroll to block it in front of him, while Peng Niao stretched out his claws, the sharp tip of which was no more than a foot from the female cultivator's right shoulder.

"Poof!", the claws grabbed the flesh fiercely, pulled hard, and a large piece of flesh flipped over, Gu Xizhan squinted slightly, the long sword had reached Qu Qianxian's right chest, and then his subordinates sent it forward.

"Poof!", she tilted her head slightly, and blood splattered up, rubbing an inch-long red mark on her face, adding a bit of demony, and she didn't know if it was her blood or his.

"Bang!", the scroll smashed to the ground like a forceless, falling into a pool of dark red, and the blue and dark red on the ground had disappeared, and the competition platform appeared in front of everyone again.

Peng Niao lowered his head and was about to peck at the flesh torn apart by it, but his body suddenly shattered into a large piece of red light and smashed down, completely covering Gu Xizhan inside, and disappeared as if melting before he touched the ground.

"Bang!", a small piece of animal bone smashed into the blood water, lying with the scroll.

The two people on the stage stood opposite each other, and the long sword in one person's hand stabbed into the chest of the other, and the half of the sword body that drilled out from his back was so sharp that it was dazzling.

This time, the surroundings were completely silent, and everyone's movements seemed to be frozen, and they would just look at them blankly.

The blood flowed down the arm to the hilt of the sword, mixed with the blood that flowed from the sword, and smashed large pieces on the scroll.

Qu Qianxian stared at the female cultivator, without saying a word, his complexion was so pale that it was a little transparent, and he could clearly see the cyan blood vessels, he just pulled the corners of his mouth, but the other party pulled out his sword one step ahead of him.

"Poof!", in the blood mist in the sky, Gu Xizhan hooked her lips, she lifted her eyelids and looked at the male cultivator, there was no emotion in her tone, but it was clear enough for everyone here to hear it clearly.

"Bad seeds!"