The reason why the Beidou Liutu light skill is strong is not only because of its speed, but also because it is strong in his body and light power.

So even if Truman's Beidou Flow Diagram is only the first stage, it allows him to compete with the eighth-rank powerhouses.

Today's opponent was replaced by a cold and glamorous girl, but she was also eighth-ranked, and her offensive was even more fierce than Shang Shanbiao, and the pressure she brought to Truman was undoubtedly much higher than the former.

Anyway, it's just to improve his strength, and Truman doesn't care about the opponent's change of path.

Xiao Ya held a long sword, and every move pierced the void, bringing bursts of wind and sword qi.

Xiao Ya was murderous, and every sword was aimed at Truman's fatal point.

Fortunately, Truman's battle against Shang Shan Biao yesterday had given him some experience, so that he could avoid the girl's moves, and at the same time find the right time to counterattack.

A person in the seventh rank can fight back in her hands of an eighth rank, which Xiao Ya did not expect.

This has aroused her proud desire to win.

"Boom!"

The thin strip of the long sword shook violently, and with the blessing of the internal force, the cold air diffused out.

With a slight wave of the girl, a white mist dispersed in front of the girl.

In the white mist, the girl in a strong suit looked even more indifferent.

"The task given to me by my father ......"

Her voice was very cold and very frightening, and with the faint chill around her body, even Truman shivered unconsciously.

"Mission?"

"Yes, mission."

Xiaoya's voice was still cold.

As her internal force activated, the cold air that emanated around her body became colder and wider.

In just a few breaths, in this martial arts arena, it was all the cold air emitted by Xiaoya.

The warrior apprentices had already dispersed even more, leaving them with a wider arena to fight.

At this time, the cold qi emitted by Xiao Ya's eighth rank was obviously no longer something that they could resist simply with their bodies, so they began to urge the true qi in their bodies to stop this cold qi from the outside.

For a while, all kinds of true qi flowed in the martial arts arena, hazy, coupled with the golden sunlight in the early morning, it seemed to be paved into a fairyland on the martial arts arena.

"What task?"

As this voice sounded, a red light suddenly lit up in this fairyland.

A reddish figure emerged in the white mist.

"This mission is to keep you from leaving completely."

The appearance of the red figure did not make Xiao Ya's expression change, she was still cold, and her tone was like a knife.

"Very good task." Truman sneered.

"But I don't think you can do it."

"This, you say it or not, it's me who has the final say."

Xiao Ya said slowly, and when she said this, her body flew out directly, and the long sword was pointed directly at Trumen.

The three-foot sword light cut through the white mist, like a streamer coming quickly.

Looking at the sword that came quickly, Chu Men, who was hiding under the mask, smiled faintly, "I'm sorry, you don't count what you said." ”

As soon as the words fell, a golden light shroud dispersed outside Truman's body.

At the same time, true qi also came out of his feet, and his entire body retreated rapidly.

This girl's strength is higher than Shang Shanbiao's, and the killing intent she exudes is also extremely strong, and Trumen doesn't dare to hold it up anymore.

Because of the pervasive cold, the apprentices were already more distancing, so that Truman had enough space to retreat.

But the speed of the two was extremely fast, and Truman soon retreated to the edge of the martial arts arena.

Seeing that there was no way out, Truman straightened up slightly.

The iron cloth shirt and the golden bell jar were activated at the same time, and the true qi in the seventh rank also completely burst out.

Buddhist texts are spread all over the golden bell jar and are flowing slowly.

As the light grows brighter, so does the flow of Buddhist texts.

The immortal golden bell jar, the first layer of Truman's defense has been pushed to the extreme by him.

"Boom!"

The long sword with the sword glow instantly slammed into the golden bell jar, causing a piercing sound of metal impact and an aftermath of true qi.

The aftermath of the true qi spread, directly sweeping away the white mist emitted by Xiao Ya before, revealing a martial arts arena with a diameter of five meters.

The cold mist was swept away, and the figures of the two were naturally revealed.

"Huh?"

The apprentices who had been watching this battle were stunned, and Shang Shanbiao, who was hiding on the side, and Shang Shanhu beside him also showed a trace of doubt.

Saw......

In the place where everyone's eyes gathered, the girl's long sword had already pierced into the golden bell jar, but it only pierced a little.

Such an imposing sword only pierced into the golden cover a trace, just a trace, not even a finger long.

It is still two palms long from Truman's body.

The people who had watched the battle of the former monk Shan Biao yesterday clearly knew that behind this golden cover, the former still had the body that could resist the eighth-rank cold mountain palm.

The girl's face turned cold and cautious again.

With a flick, she withdrew her sword.

But then, there was an even sharper sword slashing towards Truman.

The girl who was blocked by the blow was obviously very unconvinced, her proud character did not allow her to get such a defeat on someone who was inferior to her True Qi level.

The previous sword was a sword move that she was proud of, so although this slash was full of killing intent, it was not as fierce as that sword.

Therefore, this sword could not threaten Truman, and the Beidou Liutu was launched, and his body swayed slightly, and he dodged this sword.

But Xiao Ya can't let him dodge so easily, she has Shang Shan Biao to leave a mission.

She has never failed in the tasks set by her father, and she will not do it today.

Another trick came, Truman's toes touched the ground as an axis, his body rotated, and his hand formed a fist towards her side.

Easily avoiding this punch, Xiao Ya slashed out diagonally with a sword again.

But these are just ordinary moves, and the attacks are already not putting pressure on Truman.

She can avoid Truman's attacks, and Truman can dodge her attacks as well.

Therefore, at this time, the two of them made one move and one move, and they were at a stalemate.

"Is this really only the seventh grade?"

Among the apprentices, someone questioned.

"He shouldn't be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, his real strength is actually eighth-class."

"Yes, if it's only the seventh rank, how can he not be hurt at all under the second hall master's cold mountain palm? How could he be so comfortable under the attack of Miss Xiaoya. ”

Doubts flowed among the apprentices, and they also appeared in Shang Shanbiao's heart.

He turned his head and looked at Shang Shanhu with doubt.

Shang Shanhu's face was filled with a smile.

He affirmed: "This person is only a seventh-rank middle ......."

"Even when I fought you yesterday, he was only in the seventh grade."

Shang Shanbiao thought of something, and his face changed.

"Father means that yesterday he broke through to the seventh rank in battle?"