But now, a Merge Realm cultivator has appeared out of thin air, and it is logical that he has become the object of his own trial.

If she can't even solve Su Jianren's problem, then she can leave the Heavenly Sword Sect directly, and she doesn't have to participate in any more Xuantian Dao conferences.

And if she wins, she can not only accumulate experience in dueling with masters, but also wash away the original shame and kill two birds with one stone.

Like the bloody remnant sun slowly falling, the night slowly descended on the earth, and the first quarter moon, which was as bright as a jade plate, began to hang in the sky.

Under the Broken Peak, Duan Li'er had been waiting here early, and at this time, she had already adjusted her body to the best state. The strong force in the body runs quietly like a never-ending torrent of great rivers, and it may explode at any moment with an amazing blow.

On the distant mountains, there is still mist, under the moonlight, it shows endless dreamy beauty, and the night insects around it also begin to whisper softly, setting off this extremely quiet night.

However, this night will soon be unpeaceful, at least, here in Duan Li'er, it will become a battlefield, a battlefield that decides its own honor and disgrace.

The wind was blowing, and the shadows of the few trees beside him began to sway, as if they were also looking forward to the battle that was about to begin.

"Whew"

A figure swept quickly from the Thousand Eyes Peak, bringing the slightest sound of wind, and in a few breaths, it had already come to Duan Li'er's back, and there was a rather disdainful sneer.

Duan Li'er didn't turn around, but said coldly: "You are on time!"

Su Jianren looked absent-minded, and said lazily: "I didn't expect Senior Sister Duan Li'er to remember that matter, but I don't know, in the past few months, you have grown a little?

Duan Li'er didn't think it was strange, the method of concealing his strength that he had comprehended from the lack of hair in the heavens and the earth, even if he was a person like Lishen, he couldn't see the depth if he didn't deliberately investigate, let alone the person behind him who didn't know about himself and had low strength.

Duan Li'er stretched out his right hand, pulled out the wind shadow on his back with his backhand, and snorted coldly: "Today, I will return all the humiliation." ”

The corners of Su Jianren's mouth twitched, and he said disdainfully: "I hope you don't lie on the ground and beg me for mercy later!"

Duan Li'er didn't speak, holding the wind shadow in his hand, a dazzling purple light slowly flowed to the wind shadow, the originally ugly wind shadow was suddenly wrapped in purple light, and a soft sound of "Zheng" came from the place where the sword was held, rippling far away.

Su Jianren's pupils shrank, but he didn't care much, the folding fan in his hand shook, shrunk together, stretched out his hand, and turned his back to Duan Li'er from afar, a cyan light, quickly rushed out of the folding fan, and did not stop until it was about as long as the sword.

After all, Su Jianren was a master of the merger realm, and as soon as the blue light came out, an extremely strong momentum burst out from his body, and attacked Duan Li'er's back.

Duan Li'er stepped on the ground with his right foot, and immediately flew into the air, then leaned back, and then reversed. The left hand pinched the sword technique, and the right hand was already a purple wind shadow at this time, raised it above his head, and attacked Su Jianren.

Su Jianren snorted coldly and said, "Look for death." ”

Rubbing his feet back, he also flew off the ground, his left hand was behind, and the folding fan above his right hand burst out with a strong blue light, pointing at the tip of the oncoming sword.

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