"It's okay. Yang Xiu felt that Su Qingluan was a little weird.

Isn't it just listening to you play the piano?

As for being so surprised......

"Oh well. Su Qingluan had to agree. Now that things have come to this point, it doesn't seem good to hold back.

No matter what,

Just go on a date tonight.

Su Qingluan was thinking wildly in his head, a little nervous.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Li Jianlai patted Yang Xiu's shoulder meaningfully, "Brother Yang, I didn't misread you! ”

"Huh?" Yang Xiu was a little confused.

"Don't play dumb. Li Jianlai said: "I know everything!"

"What do you know?" Yang Xiu was even more strange.

Li Jianlai: "......"

I can't talk about it this day.

All the big names on the high platform arrived one after another, and Xie Zun's cold gaze looked at Yang Xiu, as if he was warning. And Yang Xiu directly ignored it.

The draw was conducted in an orderly manner.

As the host announced the start of the competition, the participating disciples came to the stage one after another.

Unfortunately,

Murong Xianyun drew the No. 1 lottery in the No. 3 ring, and the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect also drew the No. 1 lottery in the No. 3 ring.

The first fight was met.

"Ring Three!"

"There is an invitation to the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Sect Murong Xianyun, and the Imperial Sword Sect Zhuang Chun is on the field!"

The host's voice was heard throughout the arena.

Yang Xian took a sip of tea, and before he could swallow it, he immediately squirted out.

Pretending to be pure?

Is the name serious?

His father must have been named a ghost.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Qin Xiaochi and the others felt a little inexplicable.

Why is the boss smiling so ......

Uncanny?

"Nothing. Yang Xiu also knew that he had lost his temper, and glanced at the female disciple named Zhuang Chun with some curiosity.

It's pretty good-looking.

But at a glance, you can see that she is a power girl.

Beneath the pure exterior is a polluted heart.

And Zhuang Chun also seemed to feel Yang Xiu's gaze, and said to himself: "Why is this head of the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Sect staring at me?"

"You can't like me, do you?"

"Hmm...... This head is very good-looking, but he is only the head of a small sect, otherwise he can consider it. ”

Zhuang Chun thought in his heart, and a little pride arose in his heart.

With yesterday's lesson, the Imperial Sword Sect is much more honest today, Xiao Xuan only said: "Senior Sister Zhuang, wait for your good news." ”

"Senior brother, don't worry, I won't let the sect down. After that, Zhuang Chun deliberately passed in front of Yang Xiu, and at the end he dropped a handkerchief......

Yang Xiu was disgusted by this routine!

Damn it

This woman actually wants to talk to herself in this way?

She pretended that nothing had happened, and silently counted in her heart: "One ...... Two...... Three ......"

Just count to three,

Sure enough, Yang Xiu's voice sounded behind him, "That pretending to be a pure ......"

Zhuang Chun immediately stopped, turned around, and looked at Yang Xiu, "Something?"

"Your aunt, mother, and towel are off. Yang Xiu made a fuss.

Zhuang Chun: ???

Disciples: ???

Disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect: ???

Then Yang Xiu pointed to Zhuang Chun's feet, where there was a white cloth with some kind of blood stains on it!

Zhuang Chun saw that the cloth face was green, this ...... Why did this fall out?

Shame on the dead!

Then she picked it up with lightning speed, and fled from everyone's sight with a hot face, she hated Yang Xiu to death!

Everyone stared at Yang Xiu strangely.

Yang Xiu's expression was indifferent, as if nothing had happened.

Is there a mistake in a kind reminder?

No problem.

Murong Xianyun couldn't help but smile and went on stage, while Zhuang Chun transferred all his anger to Murong Xianyun.

She wants to make Murong Xianyun look good!

She was the first batch of disciples to enter the Shaking Light City Trial Ground, and now that her cultivation had entered the foundation building realm, she was confident that she would abuse Murong Xianyun very badly.

"That...... Is it dealt with?" Murong Xianyun asked implicitly, "If not, I can wait." Otherwise, if it falls out again, it will affect your state. ”

Zhuang Chun gritted his teeth.

Did you deliberately rub salt in my wounds?

"What so much nonsense?" Zhuang Chun burst out, and the long sword shone out.

The Imperial Sword Sect advocates the way of the sword, and most of its disciples use the sword as their magic weapon.

"Feiyun Sword Technique!" Zhuang Chun stabbed his sword upward, and the sword shadows flew ethereal, quite mysterious.

The cultivation of the foundation building realm soared into the sky without reservation, and the killing came, as if he wanted to defeat Murong Xianyun with one move.

However, Murong Xianyun stood motionless in place, and the Guiyun umbrella was stretched out, suspended above his head.

Thorn!!

The long sword came in an instant,

However, at this critical moment, the Guiyun umbrella flew behind Zhuang Chun, and Murong Xianyun suddenly disappeared in place and appeared under the Guiyun umbrella.

Sonor!

The sword in the umbrella is unsheathed.

The cold blade of the sword was attached to Zhuang Chun's neck in an instant.

Zhuang Chun's body trembled, and he didn't dare to move, only hearing Murong Xianyun's voice coming, "Your sword is too slow." ”

"Throw in the towel?"

"Or continue?"

The audience fell silent, watching this scene in amazement.

"What happened? Murong Xianyun teleported behind Zhuang Chun?"

"It's too fast!"

"One move to defeat the foundation building realm Zhuang Chun...... Murong Xianyun's breath is only a perfect qi refining?"

"It's so perverted!"

Lu Qingxue, Xiao Xuan and other disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect couldn't help but clench their fists.

Defeated?

This is too child's play, isn't it?

They are unwilling!

Zhuang Chun was also unwilling, and said coldly: "Do you think that the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect are so easy to defeat?"

"Tiangang Protector!"

Buzz!

A golden qi suddenly burst out from Zhuang Chun's body, stretched out a protective qi and swung Murong Xianyun's sword in his umbrella.

Then the sword stabbed out with his backhand,

Straight to the point of Murong Xianyun.

However, Murong Xianyun skillfully dodged with the Guiyun umbrella, and instantly distanced himself from Zhuang Chun.

There was a boil in the field.

"Tiangang Protector?"

"This Zhuang Chun has actually cultivated Tiangang Qi!"

"With Tiangang's protective body, her defense is invulnerable, and her absolute strength is unshakable!"

"Murong Xianyun only has Qi refining perfection. It is impossible to break the Tiangang Protective Body...... Hey, the winner is decided. ”

Xiao Xuan and the others looked a little better, and their hanging hearts finally relaxed.

This game of the Ten Thousand Ancient Immortal Sect was defeated.

"You want to defeat me even if you are just refining your qi, you can't think too highly of yourself, right?" Zhuang Chun looked at Murong Guiyun with disdain, "Next, I will let you experience what pain is!"

"Everything Qin Tian did in the ring yesterday, I will give it back to you a hundred times!"

Words fall,

Zhuang Chun plundered.

Murong Xianyun's expression was indifferent, "It seems that you don't know anything about your opponent. ”

As he spoke, the Guiyun umbrella had already flown to the top of Zhuang Chun's head.

Murong Xian Yunyu's hand formed a strange seal.

"It's over!"

After that, a cold aura rose, Zhuang Chun's movement speed slowed down rapidly, and frost condensed on his body, and the cold was overwhelming.

And as her speed slows down,

The Cloud Returning Umbrella spun wildly, and the Endless Ice Needle burst down like a torrential rain, shooting endlessly on the body protection qi.

In an instant, Zhuang Chun was shrouded in ice needles.

The body protection qi was attacked wildly by the ice needle,

What's even more deadly is that even the protective body qi is frozen by the cold qi and condensed into ice crystals.

After that, it is crushed and broken.

With the disintegration of the protective body,

Zhuang Chun was shot by countless ice needles!!

Puff puff......

Blood splattered, and the overwhelming cold air penetrated through his body, and even his blood and true qi began to frost......

Seeing that Zhuang Chun was dying, Murong Xianyun returned to the cloud umbrella. If it weren't for the taboo to die in a fight, Zhuang Chun would have died a long time ago at this moment.

Ultimately

Murong Xianyun still kept his hand.