Xia Yutong narrowed his eyes and looked at the other party's provocation with a look of 'do you dare'.

The red lips curled slightly: "If you wish, you will win with one blow!"

Xu Wenqian's heart was overjoyed, and an excited smile appeared on her face.

The other party actually gave up the outrageously protracted battle of Lingyuan's power, and accepted a one-hit fight to determine the winner, which greatly increased the odds of victory, how could he not be excited.

Whether it is in terms of momentum or combat skills, the former saintess of the Xuanling Sect in front of her is much stronger than the current saintess.

She was able to calmly defeat Liu Qianman, but she still took advantage of the other party's initial recovery from a serious injury.

And for this former saintess, I really don't have much confidence in my heart.

If it weren't for the fact that this was her last battle, I'm afraid she would have given up directly to retain her strength!

Brush brush brush ~

Xu Wenqian danced the sword flower with one hand, although there was a faint smile on her face, the momentum on her body began to rise.

With the dance of the sword flower, the body slowly floated up lightly, and listened to it at a distance of ten meters from the ground.

said that it was the strongest blow to fight, and there was no need to worry about the opponent's sudden sneak attack, and slowly gathered strength.

The outstretched five fingers and the long sword held in his hand emitted a faint fluorescence under the infusion of spiritual power.

The originally playful face also showed a serious color, and the breath became sharp.

Suddenly, the aura of heaven and earth floating in the air seemed to be pulled and began to converge around her.

Airplanes~

The long sword trembled slightly, and under the infusion of heaven and earth aura, the fluorescence became even more gorgeous.

But in terms of aura, compared to the aura strength in the last battle with Liu Qianman, it is at least twice as strong!

After all, that time was in a hurry, and this time there was enough time to condense the maximum strength attack, and the difference was naturally huge.

Since you want to play, naturally play big!

Even if you use the law decision beyond the level and cause a backlash after the big war, you still have time to recuperate!

"Good~What a strong breath~!"

"Is she really Jindan period?"

Many low-level disciples felt the sharp and majestic fluctuations of the Spirit Yuan Power, and they all showed surprise.

His face couldn't help but look worried, could his own saint really be able to stop it?

Some of the Yuanying powerhouses also frowned deeply, with a solemn look on their faces.

Because, the intensity of the condensed breath has reached the early stage of the Yuan Infant, close to the fluctuation of the middle stage!

If it's a breath fluctuation from the same level, it's fine, but the other party is just a Jindan peak!

At this moment, for the first time, the Yuanying monks intuitively felt the strength of being a saint, as well as the crushing of the rank of exercises!

Xia Yutong's red lips curled slightly, and she slowly spread her slender arms.

Suddenly, a cold aura spread.

Whew~Whew~

Under the momentum of the ancient waves, the white clothes are blowing, the black hair is fluttering in the wind, and with the peerless face, it is like a fairy descending from the dust.

Airplanes~

The fluorescence flickered slightly, and a three-meter-long giant sword formed by the convergence of icy aura appeared under his feet.

Xia Yutong stepped on the giant sword and slowly floated.

The eyes of the assembled monks in the central stand widened in surprise!

He muttered secretly in his heart: "The Holy Maiden Technique of the Xuanling Holy Sect has the magic of the Imperial Sword?

In the distant clouds, three Tribulation Period bosses stood on the gourd, their eyes fixed on the ring.

The old willow touched his snow-white beard, and said with satisfaction and doubt: "No, her breath is obviously the practice of cultivating the Xuanyu Jue, how can it reveal a sharp fluctuation of sword cultivation?"

As the deputy peak master of Tianxuan Peak, how could the old drunkard not know what the law he was cultivating was.

Although I know it in my heart, I have also seen that profound sword technique, and even practiced it secretly, but there are some things that are difficult to say!

The old drunkard shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands and said, "Mu Zhi~!"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice came from my ears.

"She cultivates the Xuanyue Technique, she will definitely not be wrong! However, there seems to be something different!"

Xuanyi put her hands behind her back, pursed her red lips, and her indifferent eyes seemed to reveal a strange look.

The mood that has not changed for hundreds of years actually has a trace of excitement fluctuations.

As a senior who has also cultivated the Xuanyu Jue, how can he not understand the disadvantages in it.

After hundreds of years of retreat, I always thought about how to fix the shortcomings of the exercises.

After all, countless ancestors have used bloody lessons to tell their juniors that once they start cultivating, they will face a point of no return.

But to stand out among the many competitors and win the position of saintess, which one is not arrogant.

All of them are full of self-confidence, and they always think that they are the geniuses who can overcome the shortcomings of the exercises.

But as his cultivation deepened, his temperament became more and more cold, and he was simply an emotionless machine.

The higher the cultivation level, the deeper the understanding of the Heavenly Tribulation, the more fearful it becomes!

Although the mind has become indifferent and ruthless under the influence of the exercises, it does not mean that it is not afraid of death!

However, seeing that the juniors who had also cultivated the Xuanyu Jue did not seem to be affected by the exercises, their beautiful faces were full of all kinds of radiance, and their hearts couldn't help but move, and their indifferent eyes fell into contemplation.

Xia Yutong stepped on the flying sword, and also floated to the mid-air of ten meters, the exercises worked, and the aura of heaven and earth surged over like crazy.

Even the heaven and earth aura that floated towards the opponent was also taken away under the traction.

The temperature dropped sharply, and white snowflakes fell in the sky.

"What a domineering exercise!"

Xu Wenqian frowned, feeling the majestic aura condensed in her hand, and felt confident in her heart.

The body began to spin rapidly, and a coquettish shout came out of his mouth: "Scattered feathers!"

Wisps of fierce cold light shot out from the spinning long sword, and in an instant, a cold light shot forward from the sky.

Xia Yutong's expression was indifferent, the fingers in his hands changed rapidly, and his red lips opened slightly: "Frost is falling all over the sky!"

Suddenly, the white snowflakes falling from the sky became fierce, and the blade-like snowflakes seemed to contain a touch of sword intent.

Xu Wenqian sensed the majestic cold aura and the sword intent contained in each piece of snow, and her heart couldn't help but sink.

Compared with the white snowflakes in front of him urged by the spirit yuan power and Liu Qianman's thin transparent ice chips, the difference in power was not a little bit.

Whoosh~

The sky was full of cold rays, and the falling snowflakes collided.

Suddenly, the crisp and fierce sound of collision continued to sound.

The white snow exploded, and wisps of cold light were wiped out.

The cold light is getting less and less in the collision, but the snow in the sky seems to have no tendency to stop.

Xu Wenqian's face was solemn, and her heart continued to sink.

Originally, I wanted to use a big move to fight each other, and one move decided to win or lose.

Who would have thought that after brewing for a long time, the ultimate move used by the leapfrog failed to break through the opponent's endless defense.

Doubts couldn't help but arise in her heart: "How did she cultivate, won't her spiritual power be exhausted?"

Gradually, the cold dissipated, and only snowflakes fell from the sky.

Xia Yutong's red lips rose, and he smiled playfully: "It's time for me to make a move." ”