"Jun Lingxue!" Jiufang Ming looked at the details of this phantom martial art, and began to try to follow the guidance of the phantom martial art to urge the phantom yuan power, condensing a trace of snow.

"What you need to transform into snow is the magic power of the water attribute. Jiufang Ming looked at the snow that melted in his hand after a while, and was a little distressed, and after a while, the snow turned into small droplets, dripping down Jiufang Ming's fingertips.

"A concubine of the Boundless Ancestor, I'm afraid she is also the cultivation of the Phantom Emperor. Thinking of this, Jiufang Ming couldn't help but sigh at the strength of the founder of this phantom martial art.

Jiufang Ming can only condense a trace of snow now, and if it really wants to be used in battle, it can be said that it is useless to just add to the cake for others.

"Conjuring up a blizzard, how much magic power is needed. Jiufang Ying's brows furrowed slightly, this was obviously not an illusion martial art that he could use.

Yan Qitong's breeze and moon caused the sky to change greatly, and his body seemed to be shrouded in darkness.

But how did she judge her own position? Jiufang Ming sensed that something was wrong, and felt that she was one step closer to the answer.

Could it be that she has more illusions than ordinary cultivators? This is also impossible, with Yan Qitong's cultivation as an illusionist, at most she can sense a very limited distance around her body.

The phantom monk's hearing is beyond that of mortals, in the real phantom monk battle, the slightly experienced phantom monk will lay out the formation in advance, separating the sound of the two fighting, there are some high-level phantom formations, even if there is someone fighting in front of them, they will not be discovered.

"Phantom Array?" Jiufang meditated here, and seemed to understand something.

Jiufang Ming had seen Yan Qitong's methods, and he watched the battle and saw it very clearly outside the venue of the competition, and it stands to reason that it is impossible for Tai Duyun to be unable to dodge.

But if Yan Qitong sets up a special illusion array in advance, he can separate the opponent's perception, that is, illusion, low-level illusionist, although he also has illusion, the range of perception is very small, only ten zhang.

Jiufang Ming couldn't sit still, and opened the door quietly to avoid disturbing the other phantom cultivators and Yan Qitong.

Because what he thought might be that Yan Qitong had set up the phantom array in advance.

In the square of the outer sect, there is no trace of the outer sect disciples at this time, and some of the cultivators who should be cultivated, even if they are walking outside, will not come to this kind of place.

The perimeter of the square was dark, and the trees were slanting horizontally, and faint lights could be seen through the branches.

The outer sect is not better than the inner sect, if Jiufang Ming goes to the square of the inner sect at this time, what he sees must be brightly lit and a prosperous scene.

"Isn't there even a lantern hanging here?" Jiufang Ming came to the square for the first time at such a late hour, and looked at the darkness around him a little speechlessly.

At this time, Jiufang Ming was standing on a roof near the square, looking at the empty square, and he didn't find anything.

Suddenly remembered that the old man had not only taught himself alchemy, but also had not taught himself the phantom array.

This makes me look at it, it is a shame, and I can't see it, so I don't know the illusion array at all, what are you excited about Jiufang Ming pouted in the dark.

Jiufang Ming turned around in embarrassment and was about to leave, when suddenly a movement in the grass made him very vigilant.

"Someone. Jiufang quietly looked at the grass, and he guessed that the other party had also sensed his presence.

A figure suddenly sprang out of the grass, and flew extremely quickly in the direction of the mountain behind the outer sect.

"Want to run?" Jiufang stared at the figure and followed extremely quickly.

The figure first wanted to distance himself, but his body was not as good as Jiufang Ming, and he was closely followed by Jiufang Ming after a while.

Jiufang Ming followed closely behind, being a thief with a weak heart, this figure may have something to do with Yan Qitong.

However, the figure suddenly stopped not far away, and Jiufang Ming followed a trace of moonlight, and looked fixedly, the figure was facing away from him.

"Nine Directions. The figure suddenly spoke.

"Who are you, what are you doing in the square so late?" Jiufang Ming approached, keeping his vigilance, not daring to relax in the slightest, the figure knew his name, and it seemed that he had been prepared.

"Tai Duyun's matter...... It's my fault. ”

Jiufang Ming stopped, and looked at the figure in a daze.

"Are you...... Yan Qitong. By the moonlight, Jiufang Ming recognized the girl in front of him.

Yan Qitong slowly walked towards the Nine Directions.

"What do you want to do?" Jiufang took a few steps back.

Yan Qitong was shocked in his heart, was he hated?

"Listen to me......" Yan Qitong was about to speak.

"There's nothing to say, senior sister, she ....... Jiufang paused.

"I haven't woken up yet. Saying this, anger arises spontaneously.

"Why are you so ruthless?" Jiufang Ming walked forward quickly, grabbed Yan Qitong's collar, and asked.

Yan Qitong was silent.

Jiufang was furious, but at this time, he felt a stream of heat in his hand slowly rushing into his sleeve.

"You, are you crying?" Jiufang Ming calmed down, what else could it be besides tears.

Yan Qitong suddenly pushed away Jiufang Ming and secretly wiped her tears with her hands.

Seeing a girl crying for the first time, Jiufang Ming was a little soft-hearted, but when he thought of what Yan Qitong had done to his senior sister, he was ruthless again.

"How could I cry. Yan Qitong then looked at Jiufang Ming with some stubbornness.

The moonlight lifted the clouds and shone on their faces.

The girl's face is very beautiful, and there is a feeling that people want to bully.

And the face of the teenager is the sense of fortitude that has not yet matured.

It was so green that the two of them didn't dare to look at it directly.

"Can't you just listen to me?" Yan Qitong was a little annoyed.

"You...... Go ahead. Jiufang Ming took a deep breath and tried his best to stabilize the inexplicable mania in his heart.

"I actually ......" Yan Qitong looked at Jiufang Ming, put her hands behind her back, and was speechless.

"I mean. "Jiufang Ming is a little impatient.

"Like you. After Yan Qitong finished speaking, he lowered his head.

"But I didn't know you before, and I never met you. Jiufang Ming's words were a little shocked.

For the concept of liking, Jiufang Ming still has a deep understanding.

"It's been a long time since you even paid attention to me. Yan Qitong turned his face sideways and said.

Jiufang looked at the girl in front of him innocently, and then recalled the previous glances, and added the current rhetoric, it seemed that he really misunderstood Yan Qitong's eyes.

Jiufang was mistaken for hostility.

"Since you like me, why do you have such a heavy hand on your senior sister. "The Nine Directions Silent Words Turned.

"I've heard you all talking. Yan Qitong walked a few steps and said.

"Is it because of jealousy?" Jiufang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, realizing that he was the source of the disaster.

Unexpectedly, the disaster came from the mouth.

"Yes and what. Yan Qitong didn't care.

"Then why did you cry just now, wasn't it because of guilt?" Jiufang Ming asked with some contempt, he felt that Yan Qitong in front of him almost confused himself.

"You're so rough, you hurt me. Yan Qitong turned around, pointed at Jiufang Ming with his finger, and said confidently.

The woman's heart is a needle, and Jiufang Ming is a little incomprehensible.

"You're so late, what are you doing in the square, are you setting up a formation?" Jiufang Ming pressed Yan Qitong's finger, someone pointed to his nose, Jiufang Ming always felt a little uncomfortable.

"You know that?" Yan Qitong said in surprise.

Yan Qitong then spoke: "Actually, that's what I plan. ”

After that, Yan Qitong told all the plans for tomorrow, laid out the formation, and then used the Xuan-level illusion martial art Qingfeng Jiyue, causing the opponent to lose his senses, so that he was allowed to be slaughtered by his own wind blade, just like Yin Qingxue, Tai Duyun and others who were defeated under her.

"Then how are you going to deal with me?" Jiufang Ming asked with some curiosity, looking at Yan Qitong's small hand and gesturing around, he suddenly felt that Yan Qitong was a little inexplicable...... Lovely.

"If I meet you, I'll throw in the towel. Yan Qitong helplessly thought about what Jiufang Ming said, if he really met Jiufang Ming, although he could beat it, he couldn't do it, after all, he was the boy he liked.

"Throw in the towel, just because you like me?"

The resources of the Boundless Sect's outer sect are relatively scarce, and although Yan Qitong's cultivation qualifications are amazing, it is difficult to improve his cultivation realm in a short period of time without the assistance of pills.

Jiufang Ming concluded that with Yan Qitong's strength and means, it would not be difficult to defeat himself and achieve the first place.

"If you really like me, you shouldn't hurt your senior sister like that. Jiufang Ming was completely out of anger, tomorrow's battle was destined to be won without a fight, so he chose to compromise with Yan Qitong in desperation, and let her apologize to her senior sister or something.

"I was wrong. Yan Qitong said with some grievances.

"Why are you still so aggrieved?" said Jiufang Ming angrily.

"The battle of the phantom monks, life and death have their own destiny. Yan Qitong is right.

"Your senior sister, I'll let Sister Jinmeng help her heal. Yan Qitong said, patting Jiufang Ming's chest.

Jiufang frowned.

"I was stabbed in the chest by your sister Jinmeng. Jiufang Ming looked at the girl's face, a little displeased, obviously unable to believe in Ming Jinmeng.

"Sister Jinmeng is a third-order illusion master, how could she bully you as a illusion master. Yan Qitong didn't believe it.

Jiufang was dumbfounded, and the scars were all hidden due to the effect of the immortal yuan dust.

Then he explained in detail that he was forced to make a marriage contract with Ming Jinmeng by an old man, and then Ming Jinmeng interfered with the competition, seriously injured himself, and forced himself to make a heavenly vow.

"Sister Jinmeng knows that I like you, and she is still ...... to you Such. Yan Qitong's face was full of disbelief.

"Maybe it's for me that I deliberately persecuted you. Yan Qitong suddenly, her face was full of happiness, and she was secretly grateful to Ming Jinmeng.

Jiufang Ming was speechless for a while, what kind of character is this Yan Qitong, and he is talking about some crooked truths.

"You apologize to Senior Sister, okay?" Jiufang Ming made a concession.

"Okay, but you'll have to let me follow you later. Yan Qitong took the opportunity to say.

Jiufang didn't know how to reply.

"If I don't come to the square today, when are you going to let me know you? Jiufang Ming said.

"Whatever it is. ”

"Today's this, it's called fate to meet thousands of miles away. Without giving Jiufang Ming a chance to refute again, the girl pulled Jiufang Ming, took out the flying sword, and flew in the direction of the other courtyard.

Jiufang Ming stood on top of the sword body, and Yan Qitong walked with the sword.

Smelling the light fragrance of the girl's hair in front of him, Jiufang Ming turned his head to the side.

Jiufang Ming couldn't help but sigh a little, this world is really a bit magical, and the people who were still angry about it yesterday are ambiguous with themselves in front of them today.

"Say it in advance, I don't like you. Jiufang Ming suddenly said.

The girl was unmoved, and still concentrated on the flying sword.

"It's enough that I like you. The girl was silent for a long time and whispered.

"Whatever you want. Jiufang Ming glanced at him indifferently.

The lonely moon was in the sky, staring intently at the young men and girls walking with the sword, the fog was a little hazy, and the figures of the two gradually disappeared under the moonlight.