Leng Qingyue's heart was shocked!

After a few moments, she was finally free, and the horror in her heart had long overshadowed the anger in her heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Leng Qingyue stood in place dejectedly, a touch of disappointment on her face. Su Xuan, who was originally pinned on her high hopes, was defeated by Sun Ke!

Leng Qingyue stood in place, thinking of Su Xuan's various performances today, doubts gradually grew in her heart, her silver teeth clenched, and her fists clenched tightly......

The injured Su Xuan was helped down by Liuyunfeng's junior sister, and the wound had been treated and no longer bled out, and Su Xuan's pale face was not only painful, but also faintly relieved.

Sun Ke stood in place in a daze, recalling Su Xuan's appearance just now, his heart shook slightly, he slowly put away the wooden sword, the ice chips condensed on it, and the sword body was slightly cold, just like his heart......

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Mu Rong, who was dressed in purple, let the breeze blow through her clothes, she slowly took off the purple fire sword at her waist, held it in her left hand, then raised her head, glanced at the male disciple in front of her, and said proudly: "Mu Rong of Liuyun Sect, please teach Senior Brother!" ”

Fang Chuan saw Mu Rong standing in front of him, and his face was gloomy. Under the fierce battles, the vitality in the body was consumed a lot, and at this time, Mu Rong stepped forward, which was undoubtedly a huge challenge for him!

"Chixiao Peak Fang Chuan!" He replied in a deep voice, and couldn't help but clench the two daggers in his hands!

Yin and Yang Twin Blades!

This is the name of the magic weapon in Fang Chuan's hand, it is a medium-grade magic weapon, which means that yin and yang are combined, and the power is not bad!

Fang Chuan stepped forward, holding the yin and yang blades upside down, across his chest, and the cold light of the tip of the knife appeared!

His figure crossed a short distance of a few zhang, and above the two blades, black and white qi burst out, entangled like a dragon, and rushed towards Mu Rong with a roar.

The Yin and Yang Twin Blades are melee weapons, and Fang Chuan has been practicing hard in order to exert his greatest power. When the black and white qi bombarded forward, his figure also followed like a ghost, hidden behind the black and white two qi, his body was illusory, and the sword was actually converged!

In Mu Rong's eyes, the two black and white qi became faster and faster, whistling, spinning, and converging into a chaotic gray qi, heading straight for him!

She smiled coldly, and the purple fire sword swung out in front of her, and a purple flame conjured out, colliding with the gray qi!

There was no roaring sound, and both of them seemed to be about to wrap and dissolve each other, mixing together, turning into chaotic qi, slowly dissipating, and no one could help anyone!

The aura of two colors, one gray and one purple, was evenly matched, and when the chaotic qi in the sky dissipated, in the exclamation of the disciples outside the field, Fang Chuan, who was hidden in the chaotic qi, also showed his figure!

The yin and yang blades came out, Fang Chuan's body, no more than three feet away from Mu Rong, the corner of his mouth sneered, and the tip of the knife was cold, reflecting in Mu Rong's eyes, which made her feel a chill in her heart!

The tip of the knife is close at hand, and it is about to be there!

The purple fire sword struck out, the two blades struck each other, and a little purple fire fell on the yin and yang blades. The scorching qi rushed down the blade of the knife and rushed straight to Fang Chuan's hand.

Fang Chuan roared, ignoring the sharp pain in his hands, the vitality gushed out wildly, all gathered on the blade, and the black and white qi of the blade sprang out like a ghost, rushing towards Mu Rong's arms respectively, like a poisonous snake, about to wind up!

An indescribable feeling came from his arm, Mu Rongjiao snorted, and under the shock of his body, his whole body burst into purple fire!

This flame was not the fire of the craftsman's heart, but the aura of fire contained in her magic sword. As soon as the purple fire appeared, it began to drive away the black and white qi on his arm, and the two qi were like melting ice cubes, quickly retreating, and finally retreated into the yin and yang blades.

Mu Rong didn't give up, Zihuo chased after him, and actually rushed to the blade.

The scorching wave of air that was even hotter than just now rushed to his face, making Fang Chuan's complexion change, and his hands burned with pain, so that he couldn't even hold the knife!

A blow missed, not to be entangled, he roared, drew his knife and retreated.

"Want to go?" Mu Rong snorted coldly, and the Purple Fire Sword chased straight away, swinging dozens of swords in the direction of Fang Chuan's retreat.

Dao scorching sword qi converged into a huge cage, enveloping Fang Chuan!

Fang Chuan's complexion changed greatly, Fan shrouded his body, his majesty was like a mountain, and he couldn't move, so he couldn't avoid it!

A moment later, Fang Chuan, who was scorched black, fell outside the place of the competition, embarrassed!

Mu Rong was proud of the spot, holding his sword and looking around, no one dared to look at him!

Seeing this scene, Leng Qingyue finally put her mind at ease, and finally had a smile on her face.

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The young disciple standing opposite Wen Qianxue was intoxicated by her appearance, and he lost his mind for a moment.

"Senior Sister Wen!" The disciple came back to his senses and let out a soft call, his gaze lingering on her face.

Seeing her like this, Wen Qianxue suddenly felt a trace of disgust in her heart, and she replied lightly: "Please also ask senior brother for advice!" ”

"Don't dare! Can't! The disciple smiled awkwardly, and finally took his gaze back, "Senior Sister Wen, please!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a white figure had already flashed over, and just as the disciple was shocked, a wave of qi struck.

At this time, he hurriedly gathered his mind, the sword in his hand was horizontal in front of him, and with a soft sound of "dang", the qi wave dissipated into invisibility, but the sword in his hand trembled incessantly!

Thanks to its quick reflexes, this was able to block Wen Qianxue's unexpected blow!

At this moment, the disciple's face became gloomy, and the tip of the sword pointed at Wen Qianxue, "Senior Sister Wen, don't blame me for being merciful next!" ”

Wen Qianxue saw that the blow missed, but she still had an indifferent expression on her face, and she didn't care about what the disciple said.

Wen Qianxue's appearance fell in the eyes of the disciple, making his face even darker, if he was not careful just now, he was afraid that he would really let the girl in front of him succeed. His heart became more and more ruthless, his eyes narrowed slightly, Wen Qianxue's blow, although it was sharp, he didn't put Wen Qianxue in his eyes.

Wen Qianxue also had a tentative intention just now, and before she could hit her, she dodged and retreated.

The male disciple's long sword, glowing with a fierce light, stabbed towards Wen Qianxue!

The sword momentum was like a wave, and it conjured up a sense of rushing vastness, enveloping Wen Qianxue's body.

The sword in the hand of the male disciple is a magic weapon, containing the momentum of the rolling river, hitting the body, as if bearing the power of ten thousand jun, cultivating as a weak, under the blow, the whole body is cracked, it is really powerful.

Coercion covers the body, and there is really a tense of potential!

Wen Qianxue's face was still calm, and her figure flickered, avoiding the range of this sword's power. Then she danced in white, and her figure became illusory, and the next moment, she turned into a white shadow in the sky!

A thousand phantoms! This is the technique that Wen Qianxue has practiced!

The white shadow was like an illusion, and it stabbed the male disciple dazzlingly, and the sword in his hand didn't know where to stab for a while!

Distraught, his sword finally swung out and stabbed at Wen Qianxue's figure, but at this time, his sword momentum was still reserved, for fear of hurting this disciple with a beautiful face!

"Humph!" Leng Qingyue glanced at the lonely Taoist and saw that his face was as heavy as water, and sneered: "Sexin is confused!" Are all the people of Chixiao Peak like this? ”

Hearing this, the face of the lonely Taoist became even darker, "The victory or defeat is unknown, what is the use of taking advantage of this tongue!" ”

There was a sound of "boom", as if in response to what the Lonely Hidden Daoist said, the disciple of his Chixiao Peak was knocked away and fell to the ground, and the long sword in his hand was also thrown aside!

"Hahaha!" Leng Qingyue laughed rarely!

"Rubbish!" The lonely hidden Taoist cursed secretly, glanced at Leng Qingyue coldly, and then closed his eyes!

The white shadows in the sky dispersed, revealing Wen Qianxue who was standing in place, still with an indifferent expression, and did not have any smug expression because of the victory......