In the ring, Yuan Fengqing and Mo Liuxin looked at each other, refusing to give in to each other, and an invisible spark collided in the air, forcing both sides to take half a step back. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this time, the Yuan Force of the two is no longer sustained, and no matter how much they fight, they can't last long, so they can inevitably only fight hard. So, Mo Liuxin stretched out his hand to snuff out the two fire dragons, and a ball of flame flew back from each of them, and when they reached her, the two flames merged into one, swishing into her sea of consciousness.

The color of this flame is not the orange color of the ordinary flame, but bright red like blood, it is the "Spirit of Extreme Hell" from the deepest part of the Nine Hells of the Ghost Realm.

The high-level people sitting on the high platform and the cloud platform recognized the origin of her fire spirit, and all of them were surprised.

After all, the "Spirit of Extreme Hell" is one of the fire spirits that are extremely difficult to obtain, and there are also many monks with fire attribute spirit roots among them.

Seeing Mo Liuxin's actions, Yuan Fengqing also reached out to snuff out the water dragon, and the ring returned to quiet, leaving only the two of them facing each other from afar.

The breeze came, and the long hair and skirts of the two flew at the same time, and they were originally glamorous and overwhelming, which made people feel more beautiful and extraordinary, and the elegance was peerless.

"Three moves have passed, please." Mo Liuxin sneered, stretched out her hand, and the silver knife that fell on the ground was withdrawn from her hand.

At this time, Qing Miao saw that everyone's eyes fell on the ring of Cangyun Gate, and she was in a bad mood, so she simply jumped up, jumped into the ring of Wuliang Mountain, and arched her hand to Fuyue, who was watching from afar, "This junior brother, Qing Miao in Cangyun Gate, please advise." ”

"Huh?" Fuyue was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted, her eyes turned to Qing Miao's face, and she said with a smile, "It turned out to be Senior Brother Qing Miao of Cangyun Gate, and I didn't dare to give advice, but my Wuliang Mountain is not a waste of fame, and I will definitely let Senior Brother fight comfortably." ”

Qing Miao was slightly stunned, looking at the flying eyebrows and burning eyes of the kid opposite, thinking to himself that he didn't know that he was the eldest disciple of Cangyun Sect? It's really speechless to be so confident.

However, he has always been cold-hearted, so he didn't say much, stretched out his hand to turn into his blue water sword, and made a "please" posture again.

Seeing that Qing Miao began to challenge the ring, Qing Yang naturally didn't want to be idle, let alone everyone staring at Uncle Xiao's ring, so he also jumped up, jumped into the ring of Tianxiang Valley, and arched his hand to the young disciple, "Cangyunmen Qingyang, please advise." ”

Hearing the unkindness of his tone, coupled with Senior Sister Mo's aggressiveness, knowing that the disciple of Cangyunmen would not let him go, the disciple was a little panicked in his heart, but he still perked up and took out his magic weapon.

The two challenged the ring one after another, and finally relieved the solidified atmosphere on the scene, and the rest of the ring had people go up to challenge, although they scattered the attention of a small number of people, but most of them still paid attention to the ring of Cangyunmen.

At this time, Mo Liuxin and Yuan Fengqing were already fighting together, one red and one blue as fast as lightning, plus the silver knife and the silver moonlight of the shark moon were entangled, making it completely impossible to tell who was who.

Relying on her exquisite footwork, Yuan Fengqing's speed was slightly faster, and the moment her figure staggered, the shark moon in her hand was like flying down and chasing, slamming on the other party's back, making her snort in pain, but she quickly flipped back, and slashed back several times with two knives in her hand, and the dazzling cold light pierced Yuan Fengqing couldn't open her eyes, and when her body was slightly paused, her right arm was really chopped, and the sharp pain came, and the blood was like an infusion, she also gritted her teeth and attacked again.

The two refused to give in to each other, and their moves were fatal, and soon they were all scarred and bloodstained. Especially the blood on Yuan Fengqing's aqua blue clothes is eye-catching, and at first glance it looks like a bloody person, which is shocking.

But the people watching the battle are all monks, so naturally they will not judge the injuries of the two only by what they see, just from the observation of their faces, both of them are pale and colorless, and their breath is gradually weak, as if they are not equal, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

"If it continues like this, I'm afraid it will be a lose-lose situation!" Ming Jundao sighed while drinking tea.

Wei Yixiao glanced at him indifferently, and slowly poured down a sip of strong wine before saying, "Which of us didn't grow up in the baptism of blood?" Besides, you are so unfounded, but do you think that my apprentice is not as good as Mo Lao'er? ”

Ming Jundao choked on his words, the tea poured into his throat, almost choked out, and he quickly coughed a few times before swallowing the tea, and smiled bitterly, "Okay, when I didn't say anything." ”

Between the ridicule of the two, the two of them in the Cangyunmen ring fought for dozens of rounds, seeing that the strength of the two sides was quite difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, and the physical consumption was terrible, Yuan Fengqing's heart sank slightly, and he decided to strike first.

Secretly swallowed a fifth-level top-grade replenishing Yuan Dan, and after recovering some Yuan Force, she flew away violently, ignoring the scars all over her body, and between her fingers, the bright red petals flew up like dandelions, and soon the ring was full of flower rain, and the strange fragrance spread from the top of the ring to the entire space, which was intoxicating.

Mo Liuxin looked up and watched more and more petals pouring into the sky, his eyes were slightly downcast, and the double knives immediately flew up, and all the petals near his body were shaken, but Yuan Fengqing's ten fingers danced lightly as if plucking the strings in the void, and between the graces, the petals continued to appear, and they densely covered half of the sky.

At first glance, the top of the ring was covered with a rain of red flowers, accompanied by a rich fragrance of flowers pouring into the tip of the nose, and the expressions of the onlookers were a little obsessed.

However, Mo Liuxin was unmoved, in the double knife dance, all the petals were swept away, but the number of petals was too much, countless in the sky and the earth, she was secretly anxious in her heart, simply stopped the offensive, and took out a folding fan from her arms, when the aura slowly condensed into the fan, she fanned hard, and all the petals around were swept away, and the hurricane blew the petals scattered all over the sky, and the power was really not small.

Yuan Fengqing glanced at the folding fan in her hand, it was estimated that it was a four-grade magic weapon, knowing that as the daughter of Mo Broken Soul, she had a wide range of resources, far from being comparable to ordinary disciples, and if she continued to compare, she would have no chance of winning.

Whether it is the shark moon or the blue inkstone, they are her final hole cards, and all she can rely on now is the pill, after all, no disciple will have more pills than her, even Mo Liuxin.

Therefore, a light smile appeared on her pale face, and her hands no longer condensed the petals, but she slowly opened her mouth towards Mo Liuxin, and spit out the word "burst"!

When he saw her mouth shape, Mo Liuxin was stunned, and before he had time to react, he heard the bang,