Murong Yu only felt that her ears were like a loud bell explosion, and the noisy and sharp voice rushed straight to her soul, and her mind suddenly swayed, and it was difficult to react in time.

And Xie Ziqian's goshawk knife had already slashed in front of her in an instant!

"Whew!"

Faced with this dangerous situation, Murong Yu reluctantly mobilized her true qi, and with a command, the long sword flew up on its own, surrounding layers of white mangs, turning into a barrier and blocking her own chest.

This is the method she realized at the stele tea party before, which can turn her true qi, soul power and mind into white sword light, which can be attacked and defended like an arm, and can mobilize the power of heaven and earth to suppress the enemy with the power of heaven and earth.

But now, in a hurry, the strength she can gather is only two or three out of ten.

"Bang!"

Not surprisingly, the long sword was directly smashed to the side, and Murong Yu flew straight backwards as if he had been hit hard, and retreated a few feet before he could stand firm.

However, this block finally blocked Xie Ziqian, and did not let his stormy follow-up offensive come immediately.

"It's just a last struggle......"

Xie Ziqian looked at Murong Yu and thought silently in his heart, but his movements did not stop, preparing to make up for the final blow and end this fight.

At this time, no matter how unskilled the onlookers were, they could see what the battle situation was, and they immediately discussed it.

And all the Zifu standing at the head of the bridge also shook their heads.

"Murong Xiaoyou is extremely talented, but he has not been opening up the Shenhai for a long time, and he is not experienced enough, so he will be defeated by the experienced Xie Ziqian in the rivers and lakes, given time, this Xie Ziqian will definitely be far from ......"

Elder Xu spoke up and said some comforting words to Jiang Chen.

"Huh?"

Jiang Chen was about to answer, when he suddenly frowned slightly, revealing a look of doubt, and Elder Xu suddenly stopped talking.

"It's ...... And variables?"

The deputy pavilion master of the Jiangdong Pavilion of the Tianji Pavilion next to him looked at the bridge and muttered to himself.

..................

Murong Yu looked at Xie Ziqian, who had already stepped towards him, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"This method has not yet been perfected, but I can't take care of it...... In front of the public, how can I embarrass Master!"

"Poof!"

She bit the tip of her tongue sharply, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, landing on the long sword that was being dragged back by True Qi.

"The power of heaven and earth, for my use, ten directions and ten thousand swords, swoop!"

She endured the churning of qi and blood in her body, and drank softly.

"Whoa!"

"What is this?"

Xie Ziqian was about to defeat Murong Yu with the last sword, when he suddenly saw the void in front of him distort.

He was secretly alert in his heart, and the goshawk knife sped up a point, wanting to end the fight, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

However, in the void, there were already three translucent sword blades, killing him!

"Bang!"

Xie Ziqian's long knife slashed continuously, and directly slashed the three sword blades away, but after that, what greeted him was the sword blade born in the void and ten times that of the previous one!

"Break it for me!"

The goshawk knife in his hand turned into an endless afterimage, and the illusory goshawk also chirped again and again, but there were more and more sword blades, so that he was forced to be pressed backwards step by step.

Murong Yu's face was pale, but his eyes flashed with a sharp brilliance, and the ten, hundred, and thousand translucent sword blades were born from the void under her control, endlessly, endlessly, attacking Xie Ziqian!

"This sword, is the Dao Giving birth to all things? Isn't it right, it's still far from the way of the Dao Giving birth to all things for one's own use, but it is only a trace of charm extracted from it, combining the power of heaven and earth with one's own sword qi, there is this scene...... With such a high level of comprehension of swordsmanship, the elders of Ming Jianxuan won't ...... again."

Jiang Chen analyzed Murong Yu's spell and was amazed.

He deflected a trace of attention to look at the Ming Jianxuan Elder not far away, and sure enough, this Ming Jianxuan's Purple Mansion Cultivator seemed to be discussing this sword technique with others on the surface, but in fact, his expression was obviously abnormal, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Elder Ming Jianxuan was beating his chest at the Jianbei Tea Party before, although Jiang Chen was immersed in the Heavenly Immortal Law and didn't see it, but later he heard about it from somewhere else.

He smiled imperceptibly and returned his gaze to the Ying'en Bridge.

At this time, under the endless blade of the sword, Xie Ziqian was becoming more and more difficult to support, and he was not far from defeat.

In the midst of the sword blades in the sky, Murong Yu didn't know when he stepped on the flying sword, standing in mid-air, looking down at Xie Ziqian, who was struggling to support.

The cold wind of late autumn blew the green silk on the corners of her forehead, and her bloodless face had a cold expression, like a sword fairy in the world!

The autumn wind swept by, and even more blew down, and the sword was like rain.

"Bang!"

Xie Ziqian gritted his teeth and swung the goshawk knife again to resist the blade that fell like rain, but this time, he was not able to block it.

Just like the long sword in Murong Yu's hand that he had knocked away before, the goshawk knife was directly shattered, and the ping bell rang in the impact of the blade.

A translucent blade stopped three inches in front of his throat.

"I throw in the towel!"

Xie Ziqian's expression was gloomy, and finally he shouted out the three words of defeat.

Of course, he still has many methods that he has not used, and if he really fights for his life, under the means of burning essence blood, using secret treasures, and using one-hit killing, Murong Yu, who lacks experience, is at least seventy percent likely to die under his knife, but if he loses, he loses.

It is conceivable that Murong Yu, who has just opened up the Shenhai Sea and can defeat the famous master in the middle of the list, as long as he does not fall after this battle, he will inevitably bloom with more brilliant brilliance, and he himself is just a background board on the road to Murong Yu's rise.

And with Jiang Chen, a big man, even the probability of falling will be greatly reduced!

"Concession. ”

Two concise words came from mid-air, and then, the translucent sword blades in front of and around Xie Ziqian dissipated into nothing after a ripple, and the female sword fairy in the wind slowly fell.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen tapped his toes, a wisp of dao pattern manifested, and with one step, his figure had reached the edge of Murong Yu.

He gently put one hand on Murong Yu's back, and a pure true qi immediately crossed over.

Jiang Chen had already seen that Murong Yu was completely exhausted at the moment, and it was all supported by her will, just now it was not that she only wanted to say two words, but even if she said one more word, it would be a difficult thing for her.

With the infusion of true qi, a trace of blood appeared on Murong Yu's pale face, and she said softly, "Master, disciple...... Win by luck. ”

Jiang Chen's steps fell, and he placed it firmly on the bridge, and when she stood still, he looked at her, and a smile of approval flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Do it...... Not bad!"