Yun Yan'er pulled Mo Huan to the ring and saw two people dressed in outer disciple costumes standing on the high platform.

After the salute, the two began to test the swordsmanship, and it can be seen that the swordsmanship of these two is still very rusty, and it should have just been a short time after getting the sword.

"Mo Huan, how are you practicing swordsmanship?"

Mo Huan pouted: "It's not good, I'm just getting started, and the master said I'm too stupid." ”

Yun Yan'er smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, so am I...... I...... I didn't practice well. ”

"Bing'er, Senior Brother Chiyang is a master of swordsmanship in the sect, why don't you go and ask him?"

Yun Yan'er scratched her head: "He's injured, he can't go to the ground yet, and I can't always trouble him, he is an elite disciple, how can he be qualified to ask them for advice." ”

While the two were talking, the two in the ring had already decided the winner, and seeing that both of them were excited to walk off the high platform, Yun Yan'er had a ghost idea in her heart.

"Mo Huan, how about we compete?"

Mo Huan's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Well!"

As he spoke, the two of them went to the deacon disciples on the side, registered the roster, and walked up to the high platform.

Two purple figures stood in the wind, one beautiful and refined, and the other stunning.

"Please advise!"

"Please!"

The two of them smiled and bowed, and then two swords appeared, clenched tightly in their hands.

There was a burst of cheers from the high platform, such a beautiful scenery is rare.

"Come on, junior sister!"

"Senior sister, don't get hurt!"

All the male cultivators were excited, while the female cultivators rolled their eyes in scoff.

"Mo Huan is only better than swordsmanship, not spiritual power?"

"Okay! You're careful, Bing'er. ”

As soon as the words fell, the sword in Mo Huan's hand was like a white snake spitting out a letter, making a hissing sound of breaking the wind, and it was like a swimming dragon shuttling, walking in all directions, sometimes light as a swallow, sometimes as sudden as lightning.

Yun Yan'er looked at her in surprise and said secretly in her heart: "Okay, you Mo Huan, your swordsmanship is so good, you are still humble with me!"

Yun Yan'er's sword tip pointed straight ahead, and suddenly the saber in her hand rotated, her wrist rotated the hilt, and the saber slowly rotated from the beginning, gradually, faster and faster, rolling up the fallen leaves on the side.

The two purple figures were instantly entangled together, the iron sword waved and made a dull sound of breaking the air, back and forth, the sword moves did not look like a sword competition, but felt that they were dancing with the sword, the light body flew gracefully in the air, and the black hair flew lightly with the sword in the air, which was really picturesque.

A group of male cultivators admired this beautiful picture scroll, as if they were enjoying it.

For a while, the entire outer gate was crowded, and even the male cultivators at the inner gate were watching from above.

After a fight, the two little sisters gasped slightly, regardless of whether they won or lost.

"Bing'er, you still say that your swordsmanship is not good, you have clearly mastered the essence of this set of fallen leaves. ”

Yun Yan'er raised her small chin: "Aren't you too, a set of phantom swords was made by you." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and slowly walked on the high platform.

"Wait!"

A woman's voice appeared in the crowd, and this woman was the person with the name of the cultivator in the outer door, Biluo.

"Senior Sister Bing'er, I don't know if I can teach you. ”

Yun Yan'er was slightly stunned, looking at the woman in white in the crowd, only to see her arrogantly raising her head and staring at herself, and a heroic aura emanated from her eyebrows.

Yun Yan'er gave a salute: "Senior sister, Bing'er's swordsmanship is rough, and she is not her opponent. ”

The corners of the woman's mouth hooked up a sneer: "It seems that the junior sister is still self-aware, since this is the case, then stay in your Zizhu Peak, don't rely on your posture to hook up everywhere!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of inhaling cool air in the crowd.

Yun Yan'er frowned and looked at the woman, and said secretly in her heart: "It turned out to be because of a man again?"

"Senior sister, Bing'er will try it, but Bing'er started late, so please be merciful to my sister's subordinates." ”

Biluo smiled: "Okay, I'm going to see how good the apprentices Zixuan Zhenjun is!"

For a moment, two figures, one white and one purple, stood opposite each other.

Suddenly, the woman used her spiritual power and instantly wrapped the sword in her hand, and the sharp edge of the sword made people feel a little oppressive.

Yun Yan'er stared at her, hesitating in her heart: "Should I use spiritual power or not?" If I don't use spiritual power, I will definitely lose, but what if I use it and it gets out of control!"

Just as Biluo's saber was about to touch her, there was a bang in front of Yun Yan'er, and an ice wall appeared to block the two.

Yun Yan'er's spiritual power was great, and the aura around her body became stronger and stronger, and the temperature of the entire space dropped by a few points.

"Senior sister, then Bing'er is welcome!"

After finishing speaking, Yun Yan'er attacked Biluo with a trace of frost hanging on her sword, and the ice wall broke instantly, and the two figures began the first real competition in the outer gate.

I saw that everywhere Yun Yan'er wore her sword, there was frost all over the ground, and in a moment, the high platform was already ice blue.

Bi Luo suddenly threw the saber into the air, and made a duel with both hands, and the saber instantly thundered, instantly shattering all the ice crystals on the ground.

Yun Yan'er was shocked: "Thunder Technique!"

Biluo smiled slightly: "It seems that my junior sister is going to suffer a little today." ”

The woman in white was another duel, and the saber flashed with thunder and stabbed at Yun Yan'er in an instant.

Yun Yan'er took a step back, feeling the majestic spiritual power of the sword body, and she set up three ice walls in a row.

Then he waved his sword.

Puff, puff, the three ice walls burst instantly, and the thunderous saber brush pierced Yun Yan'er's arm.

With the sound of the bell, the deacon's disciples rang the bell and announced the end of the competition.

"Bai Bing'er wins!"

Everyone looked at the high platform, only to see Yun Yan'er's saber straight at Biluo's neck, and her calf was already wrapped in ice crystals, and she couldn't move, and there were countless ice crystals behind her that were shining and ready to move.

Bi Luo gritted her teeth and stared at Yun Yan'er: "Despicable, you actually made a trick!"

Yun Yan'er covered her injured arm: "Senior sister's words are wrong, our ice system cultivation is to control the enemy, and then kill, this is also despicable? ”

"You!"

Biluo was speechless for a while, and then heard someone in the audience shouting: "Yes, our ice system is like this, your thunder system is a yin trick, relying on yourself to kill the enemy in a large area, relying on yourself to show off your power all day long because you are a thunder system, it's really ridiculous!"

"What? What's wrong with our lightning system? It's something we were born with! Your ice system is opportunistic!"

For a while, the ice disciples and thunder disciples of the entire outer gate all quarreled, and the scene got out of control for a while, and they all scuffled together.