Zhao Wuxian woke up early in the morning and felt a sense of relief in his body, all the wounds he had been beaten by the red lotus last night were intact. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After practicing swimming in the courtyard, Zhao Wuxian only knew at this moment that his body speed had improved, and his reaction had improved and he didn't know how much faster it was before. If anyone pays attention, they can even see the slightest remnant of Zhao Wuxian's lingering.

Of course, this is also because Zhao Wuxian has infused some spiritual power into his legs to achieve such an effect.

Zhao Wuxian tidied up after a while, and then went out to follow the disciples of the Yiyuan Sect to the top of the Apocalypse Mountain. In front of everyone, Zhao Wuxian was still silent. Occasionally, there must be something important to say, and you can't see the shadow of the past.

In fact, Zhao Wuxian had eased up when he learned from Red Lotus that Ye Qiuyao might not be dead, but he didn't want Ye Wudao to see anything.

Ye Wudao's concern for Zhao Wuxian at this moment was more realistic than at the beginning, and he had also asked Zhao Wuxian about his living and cultivation status many times.

However, Zhao Wuxian was only casually perfunctory.

It may be Ye Wudao's guilt for Ye Qiuyao, and it is also for Zhao Wuxian. In front of that small tomb that day, the questioning when facing the Heavenly Dao also shocked Ye Wudao's heart.

Zhao Wuxian fell with everyone, and there were only one hundred and twenty people left in the ring today. Zhao Wuxian waited to close his eyes and adjust his state, so that he could keep himself at his peak at any time.

From the teacher who stole in the ring yesterday, he already has his own advantages and disadvantages, as well as the Red Lotus Sect's wandering steps, and the scenes are recalled in his head. The feeling of each scene is getting clearer and faster.

The surrounding disciples of the Yiyuan Sect were watching the match that had already begun in the ring, but they suddenly felt spiritual power fluctuations coming from behind them.

Ye Wudao also turned around in surprise and saw Zhao Wuxian. At this time, Zhao Wuxian's spiritual power fluctuated for a while, and his breath was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, Ye Wudao frowned, and said, "Why did you start to break through at this time!" ”

Zhao Wuxian didn't know the situation outside, he only felt that the spiritual power in his body was like a wild horse, flowing rapidly, and Zhao Wuxian could even hear the slightest roar like a rushing stream.

Zhao Wuxian finally controlled the spiritual power in his body after several efforts. Just now, he just relaxed his state of mind, recalled some things that were useful to him, and his laissez-faire cultivation was actually about to break through. And it's at this time.

In fact, earlier on, Zhao Wuxian had signs of a breakthrough, under the Heavenly Dao, the spiritual power fluctuation after fainting was the breath of breakthrough, but at that time he had already fainted, so there was no harm in controlling it.

Now the breakthrough can be regarded as a water.

Zhao Wuxian silently recited the Qing Ming Decision in his heart, and under Zhao Wuxian's supervision, the spiritual power gradually returned to normal, and Zhao Wuxian ran the spiritual power according to the method of breaking through the fifth layer of the Qing Ming Duel Qi Training Period given to him by Qing Yunzi.

After completing a week, sure enough, the spiritual power seemed to have encountered an obstacle and struggled to move forward. Zhao Wuxian's mind controlled his spiritual power, and launched wave after wave of impacts against the obstacles.

In the midst of the repeated impacts, Zhao Wuxian suddenly heard a roar, and Zhao Wuxian only felt that his body was relaxed for a while, and there was a moment of distraction.

At this time, only two voices were heard at the same time, "Concentrate, luck!" ”

A voice came from Zhao Wuxian's body and belonged to the Red Lotus. A voice naturally belongs to Ye Wudao.

After the cultivation of the fluctuations stopped, Zhao Wuxian opened his eyes, and a trace of essence flashed in his eyes. Then he retracted and exhaled slowly. He looked up at Ye Wudao and said, "Thank you, Sect Master!" ”

"It's okay, it's almost time for you to get into the ring!" Ye Wudao said lightly, signaling Zhao Wuxian to prepare.

Zhao Wuxian only realized at this moment that the disciples of the Yiyuan Sect around him were looking at him, with envy in their eyes. Not only the disciples of the Yiyuan Sect, but also the disciples of some surrounding sects also had many eyes on him. Zhao Wuxian felt bored, so he prepared on his own.

The people around him were envious in their hearts: This can also break through!

"In this game, Wang Rufeng, a disciple of the First Sword Heaven, wins, and in the next game, Xiao He, a disciple of Yunguan, will play against Zhao Wuxian, a disciple of the One Yuan Sect!"

With Wen Haotian's order, Zhao Wuxian didn't think much about it and went into the ring alone.

Zhao Wuxian didn't know much about Xiao He, but he had also heard of his name. Fang Xiaoming is the eldest disciple of Yunguan, and he has already broken through to the realm of the seventh layer of qi cultivation.

Zhao Wuxian had paid attention to it before, so he knew some tricky people, and this Xiao He was one of them.

Zhao Wuxian looked at the man in front of him, the man was dressed in white, and looked at Zhao Wuxian with an ethereal and dusty pride in his eyes. All this originated from the sect behind him, Yunguan, Yunguan belongs to the three sects and six sects, and its heritage cannot be underestimated. Those who practice the Yunguan Gong will have an ethereal sense of being out of the dust, and they believe that this method that is closest to the Heavenly Dao can gain more powerful power.

The people of Yunguan have always been arrogant, this Xiao He is not in a hurry to make a move, a pair of eyes lazily look at Zhao Wuxian, as if he wants Zhao Wuxian to make a move first, he can't let him break the immortal dust, Zhao Wuxian is preoccupied with not daring to slacken.

Zhao Wuxian and Xiao He stood in the ring and looked at each other, only to see Zhao Wuxian suddenly shout, gathering spirits in his hands, palm prints, pointing to the ground, flying by force, and pounced on Xiao He.

Xiao He became more and more contemptuous in his eyes, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and said casually: "I'm lucky!" ”

Zhao Wuxian's eyes flashed, and the palm print was already printed on Xiao He. Xiao He's body flickered, and he quickly slid out. Zhao Wuxian slammed his palm on the ground and felt a vibration in the ring.

Zhao Wuxian was unforgiving, and he had already used it unconsciously, and the speed was faster. slapped at Xiao He one after another.

Xiao He was surprised at first, he had heard of Zhao Wuxian before, and even seen Zhao Wuxian's madness in the face of the Heavenly Dao, but he never felt how powerful Zhao Wuxian was, at most he was mentally resolute, but strength, in Xiao He's opinion, was not worth mentioning.

However, at this moment, Zhao Wuxian obviously refreshed his understanding, and the powerful force in the pressure step by step was calm, and with the upstream step, Xiao He was actually forced to retreat step by step.

Zhao Wuxian knew in his heart that it was impossible to win with Xiao He's consumption, Xiao He was a seventh-level Qi cultivator, and he had two realms of his own, and the gap in spiritual power storage was too large, and only hitting Xiao He in a wave was the most ideal.

"Stacked Spirit Palms!" Zhao Wuxian shouted, slapped on Xiao He's body, Xiao He was angry in his heart, anger flashed in his eyes, he resisted Zhao Wuxian's attack, and the moment he was knocked away, he kicked Zhao Wuxian with a whip leg.

"Cloud Whip!"

The two of them flew out upside down at the same time, Xiao He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the corners of Zhao Wuxian's mouth also flowed scarlet. The Flying Cloud Whip is a kind of Yunguan's leg Dao technique, which is a bit domineering. Xiao He's eyes flashed, and the spiritual power in his hand slapped on the ground, and his posture jumped up.

In the sky, with the help of spiritual power, he slid and pounced on Zhao Wuxian. It hit Zhao Wuxian's body with a bang.

The people watching the battle exclaimed, but when they saw that Xiao He was not half happy, he turned around and slapped it back, and with a bang, Zhao Wuxian flew out upside down.

It turned out that Zhao Wuxian saw that Xiao He was coming too violently, so he poured all his spiritual power into his body, and swam around, leaving an afterimage, but he himself went around Xiao He's back and slapped it with one palm.

It's just that this Xiao He is also good, his reaction is extremely fast, and he turned around with a palm, Zhao Wuxian saw that there was no chance to take advantage of it, and flew out with the help of Xiao He's palm.

The two of them stood still, neither moving.

Xiao He stared at Zhao Wuxian and said for a moment: "I underestimated you!" ”

"However, you are not as strong as I thought!" Zhao Wuxian replied lightly.

When Xiao He heard this, he smiled coldly and said, "You'll know next!" ”

"We'll see!" Zhao Wuxian said slightly provocatively.

Xiao He didn't speak again, but his gloomy expression betrayed his heart. Xiao He's spiritual power fluctuated violently, and the speed in his hand was extremely fast.

Zhao Wuxian smelled a crisis, and while concentrating on vigilance, the spiritual power of the dantian kept gathering in his hands.

I only heard Xiao He shouting loudly and chopping the ground. Not to be outdone, Zhao Wuxian touched the ground on his toes, and under the infusion of spiritual power throughout the two of them, the sound of breaking wind continued to sound.

"Cloud Whip!"

"Gathering Spirit Palm!"

Zhao Wuxian's palm print touched Xiao He's whip leg. The two landed at the same time, Zhao Wuxian relied on his swimming steps, Xiao He's body skills may not be as good as Zhao Wuxian's swimming steps, but they are not weak.

The speed of the two of them continued to increase, so that some of the disciples with low cultivation in the audience could not see the figures clearly, and there were even afterimages mixed in them. I can only hear the sound of banging and colliding all I can hear.

Suddenly, there was a pause, and Xiao He shouted: "Yunshui Sword!" ”

Xiao He's face turned red, and his spiritual power condensed an illusory sword shadow in the air. Reluctantly smiled at Zhao Wuxian Yin Yin and said, "Suffer death!" ”

"Who dies is not certain!" Although Zhao Wuxian felt a huge oppression, now was not the time to admit defeat!

The hands gathered together, and at the same time condensed and swung, and the Dao skills of the two slammed together.

One of Zhao Wuxian's palm prints seemed to be broken by the Yunshui Sword without any power, but at this moment, Zhao Wuxian smiled.

A subsequent palm print was hit on Xiao He by Zhao Wuxian.

"Try my Eight Palms!"

Earlier, when Zhao Wuxian and Xiao He were fighting together, they had hit Xiao He seven times in a row, but they were all preparations for the Stacking Spirit Palm.

The last palm hit Xiao He's body, Xiao He vomited blood in his mouth, and was directly knocked out. The stack of eight palms was not trivial, and it almost exhausted the spiritual power in Zhao Wuxian's body. However, Zhao Wuxian was also slashed by Xiao He's Yunshui Sword, and a line of blood was also sprinkled in the air.

The dust settled, and the two didn't stand up for a while.

At this time, Wen Haotian appeared on the stage at this time, and said lightly: "You guys, who can still get up?" The one who gets up first wins! ”

Zhao Wuxian and Xiao He struggled at the same time. Xiao He struggled several times and fell to the ground again, the pain was unbearable and the anger was attacking, and he fainted directly.

Zhao Wuxian was also affectionate and in a trance, crumbling. I don't know how many times I fell.

In a trance, he seemed to see Ye Qiuyao waving to him to encourage him, Zhao Wuxian's face was stained with blood, he smiled at the illusory figure, and stood up straight.

But the eyes are closed!

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