Hearing this, Uncle Xuan's face showed a strange look, and his gaze at Master Ming Miao suddenly became different.

Take a closer look, this Senior Sister Mingmiao's appearance is not bad, she has already passed the age of 100, and she still looks like two

As a teenager, what Senior Sister Situ said is true.

Master Ming Miao opened his mouth and said, "Amitabha", and closed his eyes without saying a word.

"Senior sister said cautiously, how can you discuss the matter of the elder privately, don't think that Elder Yun values you, so you can have no scruples, if you really anger Elder Shi because of this matter, even if Elder Yun comes forward, he can't protect you" The head of the sect was rarely angry, and scolded Situ Lan.

This junior sister is so disagreeable, she dares to say anything, if she doesn't teach her some lessons today, she may make a big mistake in the future.

After being reprimanded, Situ Lan suddenly panicked and shouted, but in his heart he scolded the senior brother in charge, if it weren't for the support of Xijian Peak, how could he sit in the position of the head of the house, and he looked down on this senior brother in charge in his heart

When the time for a pillar of incense arrived, it was said to be a pillar of incense, but it was less than the work of a cup of tea, and the incense was already a general incense to be short, and the wind on the mountain was strong, and the incense burned a lot shorter.

As soon as Yang Xue took her eyes off the burned incense, she saw a figure flying up from under the ring, carrying a flying sword on her back, and it was a disciple who washed the sword.

However, this person is familiar, and he met him once yesterday.

"Di Qiu, the true disciple of Wash Sword Peak, is here to ask for advice!" Di Qiu said with a grim smile on his face, his tone was arrogant and very unpleasant.

"Oh no, it's Senior Brother Di Qiu, it seems that he came here for yesterday's incident, and he deliberately wanted to find a lesson from his junior sister, what can I do!" Nangong Yinsha learned about what happened yesterday from Wuwu, and became nervous offstage.

Several of the sisters next to them also showed nervousness, in their opinion. The reason why Yang Xue was able to win the championship was because he relied on a large number of talismans, and if he collided with someone, he would never be able to do it.

There was also a figure in the crowd looking nervously into the ring. He is Wu Zheng, since Yang Xue helped him get out of the illusion of his heart, Yang Xue's figure has been imprinted in his heart, and he has never forgotten it, and it has become a knot in his heart.

Di Qiu made a move, only to see him urge the flying sword, fly up from his back, and turn into a white light and fly.

Yang Xue took out a hundred talismans and threw them out one by one, only to see the sky full of colors. The flying sword flashed with white light, and it pierced through, flying at an unabated speed.

On the other side, Di Qiu unhurriedly sacrificed a piece of cyan jade pendant, releasing a blue light in front of him. Those fireball wind blades slammed on the blue light, causing the cyan light curtain to vibrate endlessly, and it took a few breaths before it regained its calmness, the light curtain was only dimmed, but it was not broken, and after being injected with mana by Di Qiu, it was restored to its original state.

The surface of this jade pendant is dazzling. It turned out to be a high-grade magic weapon.

"Ahh

When Wu Wu saw the flying sword coming to the top of Yang Xue's head, he immediately closed his eyes in fright, and couldn't bear to see the picture of his senior sister being split in half.

"Up!" Yang Xue screamed, and the five-colored smoke flew out of his sleeve, turning into a cloud of cotton and rising up, and the flying sword slashed on it. Suddenly, a soft force lifted it up and bounced away.

The flying sword was bounced back, and this scene was as big as everyone expected, a female disciple of the tenth layer of qi refining actually took the attack of the senior brother of the twelfth layer of qi refining!

"I didn't expect you to have some skills!" Di Qiu glanced at the five-colored smoke Luo held up in Yang Xue's hand, and said coldly.

Hands pinched quickly. The flying sword split into ten in the air, turning into ten and slashing through.

Yang Xue danced the five-colored smoke luo, turning it into a five-colored long rope flying, and stopped ten horses with extreme accuracy, nine of which dissipated in the air after bounced off, and only one was the body of the flying sword, which also flew back upside down.

After such a long period of sacrifice, the power of this five-colored smoke Luo chased the best magic weapon, and in her hand, it turned into a colorful python, and it was vicious and abnormally bitten over.

Di Qiu's face was panicked, and before he had time to urge the flying sword, the colorful python came to the front, wrapped around his body, and was blocked by the blue light released by the jade pendant, but the blue light was constantly shaking, and with the attack of the python, this blue light gradually dimmed.

This is not over, I saw Yang Xue take out a bronze tiger again, throw it forward, and turn into a blue-veined tiger, and pounce on it with the sound of whistling wind.

"Roar!"

The essence of this tiger is a high-grade magic weapon, the power is extraordinary, a few claws slapped down, the blue light was almost shattered, the colorful python is also tighter and tighter, a python and a tiger work together, and after a while, the blue light can be dispersed, to kill the people in it.

Di Qiu was willing to sit still, press his hands on the light curtain, and inject mana, so that the light curtain stabilized again, but in this way, the mana in his body was lost like flowing water, and he couldn't support it for too long.

The people watching the battle in the audience were fascinated one by one, and looked at the bright sun and snow high, obviously only the cultivation of the tenth layer of qi refining, but it was a good means, and at the same time urged two high-grade magic weapons, forcing the disciples of the Sword Washing Peak to defend strictly.

You must know that Di Qiu is also the number one figure in Xijian Peak, and he is also famous in the entire sect, but today he was suppressed by a junior sister, and he was very aggrieved.

Di Qiu's face was flushed, he was angry, he suddenly turned ruthless, and spit out a breath of vitality at the flying sword in the air, only to see that the flying sword white light rose sharply, turning into hundreds of sword shadows in the air, like rain hitting plantains, and it was extremely dense and fell.

The five-colored python bore the brunt of the stabbing holes, did not form a form, turned into wisps of smoke, scattered around, and the blue-veined tiger also suffered the attack of the hundred sword shadows at the same time, and fell to the ground with a sad roar, turning into a bronze tiger again, but there were many cracks on its surface, accompanied by a clicking sound, and cracked into countless pieces.

Yang Xue's face turned pale, the bronze tiger had not been cultivated for a long time, far from reaching the stage of connecting hearts and minds, so he was not traumatized, stretched out his hand and played a few spells in the air, and those scattered five-colored smoke Luo turned into countless five-colored spirit sparrows in the air, and the extremely agile air swirled, and swooped down from time to time.

Di Qiu had just lost some yuan power and cleared the predicament in front of him, but before he had time to take a breath, he saw this sky full of colorful sparrows attacking again, and he didn't dare to carelessly urge the flying sword to meet these colorful sparrows.

"Senior sister's magic weapon is so beautiful!" Worry-free saw the colorful sparrows on the stage, revealing envy.

"Carving insect skills, open it for me!" Di Qiu violently struck out a sword trick. Thousands of sword shadows immediately burst out from the flying sword, causing the sky full of colorful sparrows to dissipate, and then the sword shadows slashed towards the opposite side.

Countless sword shadows crisscrossed each other, and their might was unstoppable.

Yang Xue seemed to see a majestic mountain pressing towards her. There was an irresistible illusion, knowing that this was not a simple trick, and she didn't care about saving mana, so she hurriedly sacrificed the Qingbi bead and turned it into a circular light mask to cover herself in it, and then, she said something in her mouth, her eyes were silver, and her face was solemn.

"The best magic weapon!" Yang Xing was surprised when he saw the Qingbi beads offered by Yang Xue. The best magic weapon is not available to everyone, at least he doesn't have it, but with this superb magic weapon alone, he wants to block the sword shadow in the sky. There still seems to be shortcomings.

On the cloud boat, Master Ming Miao stood up, looking at the disciple who was fighting with people in the ring with complicated eyes, she hadn't paid much attention to this disciple before, but this time, the strength shown by this disciple was much more than she expected.

It's a pity. In one sword, the magic is the secret technique of sword cultivation, and the power is extremely great, even if it is the best defensive magic weapon, it is unlikely to be hard.

This is only the realm of Xiaocheng, if it is Dacheng, the power of a sword shadow can urge the city to destroy the mountain.

And this secret technique that Di Qiu used was obviously just at the realm of Xiaocheng. The power is limited, and it is far less than the thousands of sword shadows, at most there are only about a thousand sword shadows, but they fly densely and look endless. Give the illusion.

The moment the sword shadow came, Yang Xue's eyes flashed, there was no joy or wave in her eyes, she was as calm as a pool of autumn water, I saw that she was covered with a layer of hazy white light, and silver lotuses emerged from under her feet, blooming one after another, and more than a thousand appeared in an instant, and the layers were not beautiful.

"What kind of spell is this?"

The head of the door and the others were originally watching the fighting method in another ring, but now they were attracted by this side, only to see that in that ring, the sword shadow in the sky was moving, and the silver lotus on the ground appeared, forming a strange picture.

The shadow of the sword fell like rain, dense, so terrifying, Di Qiu held his breath, his face was red, and he wanted to be ashamed, regardless of the large consumption of mana.

This kind of secret technique is also a huge burden for him, it will overdraw the mana, and after using it, there will be no trace of mana in the body, which is a desperate approach.

However, he was confident that he could use the secret technique of thousands of sword shadows to kill the other party.

The silver lotus blooms and faces the sword shadow, but whenever the sword shadow touches the silver lotus, it will be firmly fixed, and it will not be able to break free, and then the silver lotus explodes, and the sword shadow that was fixed disappeared in the air at the same time.

And so on and so forth.

The shadow of the sword fell, and the silver lotus trembled, beautiful, but it was invisible.

The image of the sword in the sky is endless, and the silver lotus on the ground seems to be forever gone, and it freezes for a while, as if it is evenly divided.

"How so!" A group of disciples of Sword Washing Peak couldn't believe that the sword cultivation method they were proud of was actually restrained by that strange silver lotus, and it didn't seem to have any effect at all.

Yang Xue's face was still calm, and the silver lotus beside her appeared, and the jade feet stepped on a silver lotus, and her feet were bare, revealing a piece of snow white.

At this time, Di Qiu was urging the secret arts, and he couldn't move at all, but Yang Xue was pressing over step by step, and a sword shadow attacked, which was also resolved by Yinlian, back and forth, like a blend of fire and water, but the sharp and unparalleled sword shadow lost its effect here.

"This disciple seems to be in the same vein as Miao Xiang'an, and the senior sister has such an excellent disciple, why have we never known," the head said thoughtfully.

The disciples of the Miaoyuan lineage are the fewest in the first lineage, and there are only a few outstanding ones, but the name of Yanyang Xue is not among them, and it is not noticed by the high-level of the sect.

"Her name is Yanyang Xue, she is a registered disciple I accepted many years ago, she belongs to the outer gate, and I never thought that she would win it" Master Ming Miao was also surprised, and sighed a little, this disciple's strength greatly exceeded her expectations, and the spells used by this disciple were like Buddhist spells, but they were different from ordinary Buddhist spells, she had never seen them