The minds of the people in the audience turned a thousand times, and the two people on the stage were not so complicated. The two have already exchanged hands at this moment.

The golden silk whip and the falling dust sword were handed over in mid-air, and the golden silk whip was wrapped around the falling dust sword, and two white rays of light burst out, becoming more and more dazzling.

Lan Xinyu snorted coldly, and pulled the golden silk whip back hard, trying to disarm Ling Chuxi. Ling Chuxi smiled slightly, and as soon as he concentrated, a powerful force swept away along the Falling Dust Sword. Lan Xinyu's face changed, and he hurriedly withdrew the golden silk whip. Because of the huge force coming from the other end of the whip, she almost couldn't hold the whip steadily.

Before she could stand firmly, Ling Chuxi's sharp sword had already arrived in front of her. Startled, she hurriedly backflipped, narrowly dodging the sword. As soon as she landed, it was suddenly dark in front of her, and Ling Chuxi didn't give her any time to breathe. This sword, the rainbow qi is in the sky, and the white battle qi seems to have a substance at this moment, which makes people frightened.

Some of the masters present found that Ling Chuxi's battle aura seemed to be a little different. But no one went deeper. There are always some families who have family heirloom secrets, and the battle qi they practice will naturally be a little different. It's just that Ling Chuxi's battle spirit is more domineering and more aggressive!

At this moment, Lan Xinyu really felt a sense of fear in his heart. Why is it that Ling Chuxi is obviously about the same strength as hers, why does it make her feel a little breathless? Ling Chuxi's every move and style exuded an incomparably fierce murderous aura. It seems to have experienced the determination and cruelty of death! How is this possible, she is obviously only sixteen years old, and she has only participated in one training!

The breath of death is so clear at this moment!

The sword arrived, and everyone gasped. Lan Xinyu's heart moved, and finally summoned her magic pet. The next moment, a cold light flashed, and Ling Chuxi's sword was swept away by a sharp claw. Blue Heart Rain is saved!

On the ring, a tall gray wolf stood majestically there. Strong and thick limbs reveal the beauty of strength. Bai Sensen's teeth were extremely sharp, his fur was smooth, and his claws shone with a chilling light. There was a long howl when he raised his head, and the eardrums of the piercing people hurt.

This is the demon beast of Blue Heart Rain, a third-order wolf warrior!

The third-order wolf warrior has excellent speed and strength, and the most headache is the cunning of the wolf warrior. It does not engage people head-on, but constantly looks for flaws and opportunities to attack opponents. When the enemy advances, I retreat, and when the enemy retreats, I advance. It's not that easy to deal with.

The corners of Lan Xinyu's mouth rose slightly, not giving Ling Chuxi any chance to prepare, a clear roar came out of his mouth, and the wolf jumped up violently and pounced towards Ling Chuxi, his hideous fangs flashing with a piercing chill.

Ling Chuxi didn't dare to be careless, a sword was swung out, and the wolf claws swung accurately on the falling dust sword, a huge amount of force came, and the sword blade froze slightly. Before Ling Chuxi could change his move, Lan Xinyu's golden silk whip slashed at him with a strong whistling sound. She has also learned to be smart, knowing that her combat spirit is not as good as Ling Chuxi, she doesn't dare to entangle with her anymore, and with the cooperation of the wolf warrior, she directly uses the most powerful offensive.

Ling Chuxi's figure flashed, and the Falling Dust Sword avoided the claws of the wolf and blocked the golden silk whip, but at this moment, the wolf suddenly changed direction, twisted his body dexterously, and pounced behind Ling Chuxi.

Ling Chuxi hurriedly took a step back, and at the same time returned to the back of the sword, and the falling dust sword rubbed against the claws of the war wolf, making a tooth-sour sound.

"Horn!" Lan Xinyu's long whip almost fell to the ground against Ling Chuxi's body, making a crisp sound, and in the dust, a shallow whip mark appeared on the hard ground.

There was an exclamation from the audience......