Zhao Yichen carefully stared at the purple fairy sword in front of Shangguan Ziyue, carefully guarding against it, the power of this fairy sword, he had learned it, whether it was on the cliff that day, or later in the bamboo forest, if he was not careful, he was afraid that he would be beheaded under the sword.

Shangguan Ziyue didn't care about him so much, he just wanted to win the victory quickly, so that he could enter the top four and meet that person.

It's just that she doesn't know why the glance that night frequently appears in her mind, which seems to be imprinted in the depths of her heart and lingers.

She settled down, her mind moved, and with a light snort, the purple fairy sword suddenly shone brightly, rising to the sky, and wanted to dye all this small world purple.

With a "bang", the purple divine sword came out of its sheath, causing a discussion below.

In the previous three games, Shangguan Ziyue's sword was not sheathed, and the opponent had no power to fight back, but today somehow, as soon as he came on the field, he pulled out the "Ice Waterfall Snow", could it be that the player who attaches great importance to this time is not completely sure that he won the opponent?

In fact, otherwise, Shangguan Ziyue's cultivation, Zhao Yichen has not yet reached the point where she can face it squarely, plus holding the "Ice Waterfall Condensing Snow", one of the twenty-four divine soldiers in her hand, Shangguan Ziyue can deal with Zhao Yichen more calmly.

It's just that she always has all kinds of distracting thoughts in her heart, and no matter how she concentrates, she can't get rid of it, which makes her feel a little strange, and she wants to win the victory quickly, and no longer stand face to face with the person in front of her.

"Ning Xue" came out of the sheath, and a burst of chanting sounded again in the audience, and many admirers of Shangguan Ziyue were looking forward to seeing Shangguan Ziyue show off her style and behead Zhao Yichen under the sword.

Zhao Yichen stared at the "Ning Xue" divine sword in the purple light, and felt an unprecedentedly powerful spiritual power from it, and a sense of fear faintly rose in his heart all the time, and his body was suppressed by the powerful spirit so much that he couldn't breathe. He hurriedly adjusted his spiritual power and formed a spiritual pressure on himself, so that he was no longer suppressed by Shangguan Ziyue's spiritual power.

The purple light reflected on Zhao Yichen's expressionless face, which looked a little weird, Zhao Yichen relaxed himself to the extreme, and even calmed his emotions to the extreme, only in this way could he make his reaction more sensitive and fast.

He knew that once Shangguan Ziyue cast a spell, he would inevitably be unable to confront it head-on, and only by seizing the opportunity at a certain time could he defeat the enemy.

However, the facts did not allow him to think too much, Shangguan Ziyue snorted lightly, and the magic trick in his hand moved, and above the "condensing snow", the purple light that reached the sky turned into a huge lightsaber, and it opened the world as if it were opening up the world, and slashed at Zhao Yichen, forming a light curtain along the way.

It was exactly the same as the sword that split the mountain on the cliff that day.

Everyone in the audience saw that Shangguan Ziyue was so fierce as soon as she came up to make a move, and they were all worried about Zhao Yichen, how to pick it up?

Seeing that Zhao Yichen didn't seem to have any magic weapons, he must have to pick them up with his bare hands, which was not surprising to everyone, most of the astonishing monks rarely practiced magic weapons, and for them, the body was the strongest magic weapon.

However, Zhao Yichen, a pseudo-shocking monk, had not reached this realm, and it was impossible for him to catch such a powerful sword with his bare hands.

Just when the sword was coming, Zhao Yichen had already thought about it, he came out like the wind, his right hand probed in his arms, and a cyan light with a blood color flashed in front of him, and he was stunned to cut a hole in the sword.

He shot extremely fast, so few people saw what was happening, only that Zhao Yichen cut a hole in the sword of "Ning Xue" with his bare hands.

Zhao Yichen took the opportunity to pass through it before the sword overlapped and went straight to Shangguan Ziyue.

Shoot a man first and shoot a horse first, and capture a thief first and capture the king first!

Shangguan Ziyue's face was like frost, and he did not hesitate, and as soon as the magic trick moved, the "Ning Xue" turned in reverse, and ruthlessly slashed down at Zhao Yichen's figure in the air.

At this moment, Zhao Yichen in mid-air turned over in the air, clenched his fist at the "Ning Xue" that came in the light, and a countershock came from it. bounced Zhao Yichen in mid-air to the ground.

Zhao Yichen complained bitterly in his heart, he didn't expect Shangguan Ziyue's cultivation to reach such a point, and it was rumored that she was already close to a realm of great perfection, which seemed to be true. Under the blow just now, the tendons and veins in Zhao Yichen's body were shaken out of place, and the qi and blood were churning, and almost wanted to gush out of his throat, but fortunately, his tendons and veins had been tempered by the black qi, and they were as stable as mountains and ravines, otherwise this blow would have to make him unconscious.

There Zhao Yichen complained bitterly, and where did Shanguan Ziyue feel good.

With his powerful spiritual power just now, he was stunned to knock Zhao Yichen to the ground, but the "Ning Xue" also flew out upside down, and a huge burst of power came from the sword body, which made her also shake her whole body, but she didn't expect that Zhao Yichen's cultivation was not profound, but he was able to use his strength so skillfully, and almost all the power of his body was transmitted to himself through the sword body.

At the same time, she inexplicably felt some corrupt aura in her body, which came from nowhere, causing the spiritual power in her body to become chaotic immediately.

However, her cultivation is profound, she has been practicing in the world for a year, and she has a lot of actual combat experience, and after a while, she has suppressed the spiritual power of changing chaos, and now the magic trick has risen again, and the purple light of the "Ning Xue" divine sword has risen again, waving in the air.

Zhao Yichen frowned slightly, and his body also moved at the same time, jumping into the air and catching up with the dancing "Ning Xue" divine sword.

In mid-air, the blue light flickered, the purple light was vertical and horizontal, a person and a sword fought happily in the air, and everywhere it went, it caused a deafening roar, and the originally hard stone bricks on the stage were as fragile as paper tofu at the moment, and they were shattered, and for a while, the gravel and sawdust on the stage flew sideways.

The thousands of disciples around the audience, all of them have not changed their color, since the beginning of the martial arts, there has never been a fighting method like today, as soon as they get started, they are like enemies of life and death, without leaving any hands, even the ring has to be demolished, even the scene between Zhao Yichen and Lin Luohan yesterday has not reached such a point.

In silence, everyone consciously retreated a few feet, giving the two people on the stage enough space to play.

The two on the stage didn't notice it at all, and they didn't have the leisure time to notice the situation off the stage, one wanted to get close to each other, and the other didn't let the other party get close, so they fought back and forth.

Zhao Yichen used all his strength, constantly entangled with "Ning Xue", looking for an opportunity to get close to Shangguan Ziyue, so that he could show the destructive power of the shocking door.

Shangguan Ziyue also approached using all her strength, although Zhao Yichen's cultivation was not as good as her, but the powerful shocking power coupled with that trace of decay made her have to fight the enemy with all her might. In addition, Zhao Yichen constantly wanted to get close to her, and his movements were extremely agile, he didn't look like a shocking monk at all, if it weren't for the huge power that came from time to time on the "Ning Xue", she would probably think that Zhao Yichen was a Dumen monk.

After being entangled in this way, Shangguan Ziyue felt that it was really not a way to go on like this, although the other party's consumption was much faster than herself, but the other party obviously only had a cultivation of about seven or eight heavens in one realm, and under the strength of her own one-realm perfection, she insisted on it for so long like an immortal Xiaoqiang, which made her a little annoyed in her heart.

Moreover, the rotten qi in her body became more and more obvious as her spiritual power was consumed, and she was faintly about to start absorbing her vitality, which made her shocked.

With a flip of her palm and a pinching of the magic trick, "Ning Xue" suddenly gave up her entanglement with Zhao Yichen and flew back to her master's hands.

As soon as her hand grasped the "Freezing Snow", all the purple light on the divine sword sucked back into the sword body, and there was nothing left.

At this time, the sword body is like purple glass, the color is fresh and moist, clear and transparent, and there are two big characters engraved on it, "Ning Xue".

For some reason, when Zhao Yichen saw those two words, he was trembling all over, as if he was in an ice cellar, extremely cold.

Shangguan Ziyue saw that he was slightly stunned, and waved his sword at the moment, the originally clear sky was suddenly overcast, and the wind howled in the venue, and at the same time, a cold breath spread out from above the "condensing snow", filling the audience, and everyone watching the battle trembled.

Seeing this, Li Junfei swiped his fingers, and a rune turned into a huge cover, isolating the cold breath. All of a sudden, the disciples who were deeply cultivated in the audience cast spells to resist, and the disciples who were not strong in mana were close to the people who had cultivated to a high level, in order to seek shelter, and they did not want to leave to miss such a wonderful fighting method.

As Shangguan Ziyue pointed at the sky, Zhao Yichen felt the rapid cooling of the air around him, and just as he was about to move to attack the other party, a white crystal snowflake fell on the tip of his nose。。。。。。