“……”

“……”

Astound.

Except for Tian Buyi, the eyes of the others who looked at Jiang Yuye were all filled with incomparable shock.

One move.

He killed Chu Yuhong, the eldest disciple of Chaoyang Peak, in just one move, and Jiang Yuye's quick moves and ruthless swordsmanship were unprecedented to everyone under the stage, even the elder who was watching the battle had only seen a flash of green light before, and the next moment Chu Yuhong was already directly defeated.

Looking at the frightened crowd in the audience, Jiang Yuye touched his nose with some embarrassment, wondering if he was a little too ruthless?

Although he deliberately avoided Chu Yuhong's vital point when he manipulated Ruoxue Divine Sword to make a move, but the sword technique was not comparable to ordinary sword moves, naturally under the freezing of the 'ice attribute' and the traction of the sword qi, Chu Yuhong was still overwhelmed and fell unconscious after all.

"Elder, you can announce the results of the competition." As Jiang Yuye's guardian at this stage, even Tian Buyi was amazed by Jiang Yuye's strength and ruthlessness, and he couldn't help but remind softly at this moment.

As the first seat of the Great Bamboo Peak, the top four of the previous generation of Seven Veins Martial Arts, Tian Buyi knew that there should be no room for the enemy, even if there were thousands of mountains in front of him, he had to move forward, and this was also the way of his 'Senior Brother Wan' back then.

This kid really has a bit of the demeanor of 'Senior Brother Wan' back then.

It's a pity......

Ay.

As if thinking of something, Tian Buyi sighed secretly in his heart.

Hearing Tian Buyi's prompt, the elder who was watching the battle had already reflected, he jumped into the ring in a flash, came to Chu Yuhong's side, and took a closer look, and found that there was no place for injury except for the blood hole in his shoulder, which was obviously caused by the severe injury of the immortal magic weapon and the violent shaking of his internal organs.

He frowned, stood up, looked at Jiang Yuye, and couldn't help but show appreciation, and his eyes also glanced at the sword box behind Jiang Yuye.

"You've won." Shaking his head slightly, the elder announced the results with a rare smile.

The disciples of Chaoyang Peak in the audience were in an uproar, but the facts were in front of them, but there was nothing to say, but Chu Yuhong lost too quickly, which was really unacceptable.

Ignoring the awe-inspiring eyes of the disciples of Chaoyang Peak, Jiang Yuye got out of the ring very calmly, and then walked to Tian Buyi's side and asked, "Uncle Tian doesn't know if you know when that Senior Sister Lu from Xiaozhu Peak will compete?" ”

didn't say any polite words, Jiang Yuye directly said what he wanted to know most.

You must know that although Jiang Yuye is a prophetic traverser, there are some details that he doesn't remember too clearly after all, so that some things have to be consulted by Tian Buyi, the first seat of the Great Bamboo Peak.

"Oh?" Tian Buyi looked at Jiang Yuye with some surprise: "I remember that Senior Lu and nephew should compete on the largest "dry" platform, I don't know if you ......."

Before Tian Buyi finished speaking, Jiang Yuye immediately stepped on the 'getaway' and ran directly to the "dry" platform.

No way.

Lu Xueqi is the fateful competitor of his 'Seven Veins Martial Arts' this year, Jiang Yuye really has to watch it.

After all, sometimes the 'butterfly effect' will play a lot of changes, such as 'cultivation' is one of them.

Looking at Jiang Yuye, who seemed to be running away, Tian Buyi was stunned for a long time, and finally had to murmur with a wry smile: "Hey, 'what kind of cause to plant, what kind of fruit to get', I originally wanted to invite him to help Ling'er, but now it's good that before he can speak, people directly smeared oil on the soles of his feet and ran without a shadow." ”

Although Tian Buyi sighed very entangledly, Jiang Yuye was destined not to hear it.

At this moment, he stepped on the 'getaway' and rushed to the periphery of the "dry" platform, and looked around, only to see that under that stage, the Qingyunmen disciples were crowded, crowded and crowded, looking at this way, there were four or five hundred people, Jiang Yuye calculated a little in his heart, it is estimated that at least more than half of the Qingyunmen people on the square are gathered under this platform, especially the male disciples of the younger generation.

When he got closer, he only heard the noise getting louder, and all around him was the cheerful discussion of Qingyun disciples.

"Xiaozhufeng has always been rich in beauties, and I heard that this time Lu Xueqi is known as the most outstanding beauty in five hundred years!"

"Then I still need you to say, I saw her in the Yuqing Palace that day, it was really a country and a city, who hit my head, uncle?"

A white-bearded old man said angrily beside him: "Little rabbit cub, you are a person who cultivates truth, you should be like water, why are you still so greedy for beauty?" If you are allowed to go on stage, you have to just look at that face, and lose first without making a move! ”

"Yes."

"Hmph, so I told the first senior brother a long time ago, we Qingyunmen shouldn't accept female apprentices."

"Ahem, Uncle Shi, your old man is really yes, uh, he is wise and wise, but is your voice too loud?"

"What's wrong, am I wrong?" The white-bearded old man blew his beard and glared, and his voice was a little higher.

"No, no," the young disciples hurriedly surrounded him, and whispered after smiling faces, "Senior Uncle, Master Shuiyue is sitting inside." ”

Lowering his voice, the old man said, "Hmph, if it weren't for the same façade, I would have ...... long ago."

All the disciples said yes together, and they all claimed that Mr. Song's cultivation was profound, broad-minded, and he didn't care about the villain's juniors, only Jiang Yuye stood on the periphery and sneered secretly.

An elder at the peak of the ninth layer of the Jade Qing Realm also dared to speak out here, I really don't know how Master Yishuiyue's arrogant temperament could endure it.

The noise under the stage did not affect the progress of the 'Seven Veins Martial Arts', and at this moment, I saw the elder standing next to the ring nodding at Master Shuiyue.

At this time, the original hustle and bustle suddenly fell silent. Under everyone's attention, Lu Xueqi took a step forward and saluted Master Shuiyue who was sitting on the chair, Master Shuiyue nodded lightly and said, "Go ahead." ”

Lu Xueqi responded, put on her whole clothes, gently held the magic trick with her right hand, and looked at the stage with a pair of bright and beautiful eyes. At this moment, the faint cloud that was originally at the white jade slab under her feet suddenly swirled and gathered at her from all directions, and soon, a white cloud formed at Lu Xueqi's feet, and then, I saw Lu Xueqi like a fairy, and the whole person slowly rose in this white cloud, floated into the air, and moved to the platform.

The mountain wind blew, the white clouds fluttered like the softest and most beautiful silk, Lu Xueqi's clothes fluttered, her complexion was like snow, and she was unbelievably beautiful, like a fairy of the Nine Heavens falling into the mortal dust, which made people feel a little awe-inspiring when they loved and pity.

After a while, the audience applauded thunderously, the mountains shouted and the tsunami was so loud that others were caught off guard, and their ears would definitely buzz.

Lu Xueqi really deserves to be the number one beauty in the world of 'Zhuxian', which is obviously different from the effect of cheerleaders and no cheerleaders.

Don't......

Is this a right attached to a girl?

Looking at the boiling disciples around him, Jiang Yuye couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

The face of Master Shuiyue, who had been sitting in the audience, had been indifferent, and there was also a smile at this moment.

After a while, a young disciple who walked into the ring out of nowhere, with a square face and thick eyebrows, looked upright, but looked a little excited. As soon as he arrived on the stage, he said to Lu Xueqi: "Senior Sister Lu, I am Fang Chao, a disciple of Longshou Peak, and I am fortunate to have a fight with my junior sister today, which is really a blessing for three lives!" ”

"Shh The audience booed.

Lu Xueqi's face was expressionless, and he said coldly in mid-air: "Senior Brother Fang is polite, Lu Xueqi, the eighth generation disciple of Xiaozhufeng, asked Senior Brother Fang for advice today." ”

At this moment, Fang Chao on the stage was still chattering, looking at his appearance, if he could keep talking like this, it didn't matter if he didn't try to compete until the earth was desolate, but fortunately, his opponents in this world were the majority, and before he could say a few words, there were countless 'Qingyunmen' disciples in the audience who denounced him in unison.

"Pervert!"

"Chirping, like a woman! Hey, this senior sister of Xiaozhufeng, ah, what are you doing, don't, I definitely don't mean anything else."

"Dang!"

The final bell of the decisive battle finally rang, and Lu Xueqi's face turned cold, and she looked straight at Fang Chao. Fang Chao was looked at by her cold eyes, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body, although from here, even if Lu Xueqi's face was cold, he was still cold and beautiful, but no matter what, he didn't dare to laugh anymore, he quickly put away his smile, straightened his mind, and with a guide to the magic trick in his right hand, a silver-white fairy sword was sacrificed.

Have all one's goods in the window.

Seeing that this fairy sword was sacrificed, Jiang Yuye pursed his lips disdainfully.

It is true that although the texture of this silver-white immortal sword is okay, it is a bit far from Qi Hao's ice sword.

On the stage, I saw that Fang Chao had already sacrificed the immortal sword, and the cold air on the table suddenly hit people, but in Jiang Yuye's eyes, he could distinguish the implied strength and weakness and flaws at a glance.

On the other hand, Lu Xueqi, she still stopped above the floating clouds with an expressionless face, looking at Fang Chao's luck in front of her under her, as if she had no intention of attacking at all. Behind her, there was a fairy sword with a sky blue scabbard on her back, although this fairy sword did not be able to merge with its master like the fairy sword that most people cultivated, but from Fang Chao on the stage to all the Qingyunmen people under the stage, no one dared to despise it.

On the path of cultivating the truth, psychic magic weapons can often be combined with the master after the master's long-term cultivation, and they can be sacrificed when they are used, which is very convenient. But there are some strange magic weapons, because their own spirituality is too strong for the human body to bear, so they can't do this, and can only be carried by the owner. But this kind of magic weapon is often the treasure of the immortal family, the power is great, the deeper the master's cultivation, the more amazing the power it plays, the treasure of Qingyunmen Zhenmen - the ancient sword "Zhu Xian", belongs to this category.

At this moment, on the ring of the ring, a thin layer of ice had formed on the table in the three feet around Fang Chao, and the disciples who were a little closer all felt the cold, but Lu Xueqi, who was still stopped in mid-air, seemed to be indifferent to this, just looked at Fang Chao coldly.

Fang Chao was singing a one-man show in front of everyone, the fairy sword was flying, and hundreds of eyes from the audience looked at it in the corner of his eye, but in Lu Xueqi's gaze, it seemed to be colder than the cold air emitted by his own fairy sword, and it was cold to his heart, almost feeling like he had no place to put his hands and feet.

Fang Chao was slightly anxious in his heart, and with a finger of the sword trick in his right hand, the silver-white fairy sword shot towards Lu Xueqi from the bottom to the top, and shouted in his mouth: "Senior Sister Lu, be careful!" ”

There was a burst of laughter in the crowd in the audience, looking at Fang Chao's appearance, as if he was afraid that he would hurt Lu Xueqi, the Cangsong Daoist sitting in the audience had a rather ugly face, and snorted heavily.

This 'hum' sound was filled with disdain, and it fell into the ears of a person next to him, and he reacted immediately: "What, Senior Brother Cangsong seems to be a little dissatisfied?" ”

Cangsong Daoren didn't turn his head, and said lightly: "Senior Sister Shuiyue, your disciples are really good-looking!" ”

Master Shuiyue's face changed, during this fighting competition, Cangsong Daoist did not praise her disciples for their cultivation but praised the beauty of all the women, obviously there was a sense of ridicule, what kind of person Master Shuiyue was, his eyebrows were raised, and he immediately said: "I don't know that there are so many prodigal sons and ** disciples under the Qingyunmen Sect." ”

Cangsong Daoist was furious and was about to refute, when Dao Xuan Zhenren, who was sitting between them, raised his hand and smiled: "Okay, okay, they are all hundreds of years old, and they are not afraid of losing face if they quarrel in front of so many disciples." Look at the competition, look at the competition. ”

The two leaders both snorted heavily and turned their heads away.

Fang Chao's silver-white immortal sword had already shot into the cloud at Lu Xueqi's feet at this moment, Lu Xueqi's indifferent face did not have a trace of expression, and she didn't see how she moved, the cloud under her feet carried her body backwards, but Fang Chao's immortal sword speed was faster, and it had caught up in the blink of an eye, and the audience suddenly screamed and sighed.

Seeing that there was no room for fire, Lu Xueqi flipped her backhand, and the sword behind her was taken into her hand, only to see that her jade face was like frost, and she didn't even pull out the sword from the sheath, but only used the azure sword to block it in front of her.

"Zheng!"

The crisp echo echoed far away in the square, and it was very pleasant.

Fang Chao's silver-white immortal sword rebounded backwards as if it had been hit hard, and the faces of the people above and below the stage changed greatly.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, I saw that Lu Xueqi did not hesitate at all, and after a slight pink swept over her snow-white face, she threw her right hand and threw out the sky-blue sword with the sheath, and at the same time, the five fingers of her right hand were stretched out, and the magic was clenched, and the blue fairy sword suddenly shone in mid-air, and the blue light covered the entire huge ring, and the fairy spirit was soaring, obviously not an extraordinary product.

Fang Chao didn't dare to slack off, seeing the blue light coming overwhelmingly, he was surprised in his heart, and at the same time, he was even more angry that Lu Xueqi didn't even unsheath the fairy sword, and he was even more angry at him for such contempt. But he still urged the fairy sword in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, three ice walls condensed in front of him, exuding a trace of cold air.

In mid-air, Lu Xueqi's eyes were as bright as stars, and her black hair was fluttering in the wind, her style was peerless and moving. She seemed to be chanting a mantra in a low voice, there was no expression on her cold face, with her gaze, everyone only saw that the fairy sword that was flying in the air at the moment emitted a thousand zhang blue light suddenly made a loud noise, like a fierce beast roaring, the sound shook the four wilds, and in an instant, the blue light was sheng, the fairy sword came out of the sky, the dragon came out of the abyss, and all the clouds within a radius of ten zhang were all forced to dissipate in a moment, without a trace.

I saw that in the midst of ten thousand blue lights, in the deepest part of the place that was as blue as the blue sky of the sky, the fairy sword flew from the sky, shot at it, and rushed towards Fang Chao, the momentum was so fierce that it was unmatched for a while.

Fang Chao's face was solemn, and sweat was dripping down his forehead, obviously shocked by the great power of Lu Xueqi's blue fairy sword. I saw that in an instant, the fairy sword had rushed in front of me.

"Click, click, click!"

In the midst of the stunned eyes of the hundreds of Qingyun disciples, the three ice walls that Fang Chao had condensed were like tofu, and they were rushed in by the blue immortal sword as if they were nothing, and they were smashed to pieces.

Fang was shocked, with his strength, it was not that he couldn't condense more ice walls as a defense, but with his original intention, three ice walls were enough, but unexpectedly, this Lu Xueqi Dao was so profound, and the blue fairy sword was even more unexpectedly powerful, and it was in front of him in a blink of an eye.

At this moment of life and death, Fang Chao barely stabilized his mind, the silver-white immortal sword glowed, guarding in front of him, and sacrificing the white light shield. A moment later, Lu Xueqi's blue fairy sword had already collided with the white light shield.

"Boom!"

The loud sound was like a thunderstorm in the sky, rumbling, and the huge and invisible shock wave centered on these two immortal swords, quickly spreading around, and all the Qingyun disciples standing under the stage suddenly felt that the wind was blowing in their faces, and their whole bodies involuntarily took a step back, and the entire circle of onlookers actually expanded backwards at the same time.

Everyone's faces changed, shocked by the power of this never-before-seen immortal magic weapon.

After that moment of amazement, everyone's eyes returned to the ring, only to see that Lu Xueqi had fallen on the stage at some point, the fairy sword had flown back into her hand with the sheath, and the blue and white light gradually dissipated, but everyone found that Fang Chao's face was like dead ash.

I saw Fang Chao slowly raise his head, pointing at Lu Xueqi, his voice became hoarse for some reason, and hissed: "You ......"

Everyone was shocked, not knowing what was going on, suddenly a change occurred, the silver-white fairy sword that had been stopping in front of Fang Chao from just now suddenly made a few muffled sounds on the sword body, and then, under the gaze of countless eyes, a crack suddenly appeared on the sword body, and then it expanded rapidly, and after a while, this fairy sword let out a painful sound, and it broke into two with a "bang" and fell onto the stage.

On and off the stage, there was silence, and everyone held their breath.

What the immortal sword that has been cultivated for a long time means to a person who has cultivated the truth, there is no one above this sea of clouds who is not clear.

"Wow", on the stage, Fang Chao spurted out a mouthful of blood, touched his chest with his hand, his face showed pain, he couldn't support it anymore, and fell to the ground and fainted.