Only then did people open their eyes and look at the stage in surprise, it turned out to be an afterimage, even the seven-layer battle qi could achieve the three voids of martial shadows, not to mention the Great Perfection realm, but just now under the nervousness, they actually forgot about it. The envoy of the Southern Xia Kingdom still maintained a sad expression on his face, but his heart flew up at this moment. Oh oh, no trouble, no trouble! Ling Chuxi didn't have anything to do. The envoy of the Southern Xia Kingdom touched his chest, desperately squeezing out a smile that was more ugly than crying. He swore that after he went back, he would tell the emperor that he would never be responsible for anything about Ling Chuxi again. With Ling Chuxi, no matter how good the heart is, the person who has the most heart will be stimulated to die or live, and he will have a short life!!

Xiao Tianying stood up with a bang, among all the people present, only a few people could see Ling Chuxi's actions just now, and he was one of them. At the moment when Duan Qingqiu's long sword was slashed, Ling Chuxi's body suddenly erupted with an astonishing battle aura, so powerful that even Xiao Tianying was shocked, it was obvious that it was definitely not Ling Chuxi's own battle qi, but the effect that was stimulated by some kind of martial art.

Turning the clouds! Xiao Tianying was the first to think of his ancestral secrets, among the ancient families of various countries, only the Cloud Turning Technique can have such a magical effect. But there was a trace of doubt in his heart, judging from Ling Chuxi's action of avoiding the sword blade when he couldn't make a move, this martial art's control over the battle qi was far stronger than that of the Cloud Turning Technique.

Duan Qingqiu's wild laughter stopped abruptly, and he turned around suddenly, his eyes full of surprise. Among the opponents in the early stage of the Great Perfection, no one has ever been able to get out of her turbulent storm-like cyclone, even in the middle of the Great Perfection, it is difficult to do so, but looking at Ling Chuxi in front of her, she is actually relaxed, could it be that her strength has reached the late stage of the Great Perfection? No, by no means.

"Now, it's my turn." A smile appeared at the corner of Ling Chuxi's mouth, but in that smile, there was a chill in the heart.

Ling Chuxi's dusty sword came out of its sheath, letting out bursts of Qingyue trembling, and the star light of the sword tip flashed, stabbing towards Duan Qingqiu. Duan Qingqiu hurriedly clenched his long sword, condensing one cyclone after another.

"Humph!" Ling Chuxi snorted coldly, his sword was like a terrifying dragon, and he spit out ten thousand points of starlight.

There was a sound of long sword clashing in his ears that was denser than the summer rainstorm, and in just a moment, Ling Chuxi stabbed out hundreds of swords, each of which was extremely accurate and stabbed at the cyclone that Duan Qingqiu had just condensed, completely dispersing it.

Xiao Tianying sat down, no one knew the shortcomings of the Cloud Turning Technique better than him, even if it was him, after casting the Cloud Turning Technique, it would be impossible for him to use a sword technique and battle qi like Ling Chuxi, obviously, Ling Chuxi was definitely not using the Cloud Turning Technique, but a martial art that was even more exquisite than the Cloud Turning Technique. At least that's what he thinks.

As soon as the sword roared in the field, the two figures stopped, Ling Chuxi held the long sword with a relaxed face, while Duan Qingqiu on the opposite side was already covered with cold sweat, and the hand holding the sword was constantly trembling. Once the cyclone was dispersed, his strength could not be compared to Ling Chuxi in the middle stage of the Great Perfection.

"Ding Ding ......" A gust of wind drifted by, and Duan Qingqiu's long sword was cut off by inch, falling to the ground one by one, making a crisp sound, and only the hilt of the sword was left in his hand.

There was an exclamation from the audience again, who participated in the evaluation competition, who was not holding a peerless weapon in his hand, Duan Qingqiu's long sword was actually smashed into a pile of scrap iron by Ling Chuxi, which showed how fierce Ling Chuxi's series of stormy attacks just now were, and how strong the battle spirit was.