"I lost. The violent and fierce rain washed over the two people's bodies, and Mu Yunyue, who was wearing a dark blue dress, gently brushed the falling green silk, and at this moment she was expressionless, standing quietly, as if she had something on her mind.

"Senior sister, concede. Bai Ye accepted the burning feelings, bowed slightly to Mu Yunyue, and silently walked out of the silver space exit after clenching his fists. "Today I watched the snow drift by in the cold night, and floated into the distance with a cooled heart......"

Blue clothes and white hair, the slightly thin figure of the young man silently appeared from the exit, the silver starlight flashed, and the young man whispered, this whisper seemed to be chanting, like a low chant and singing. This is the beginning of a cultivation method that Bai Ye accidentally saw when he was from the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, but it was only a fragment.

But he could feel that even if it was just a fragment, it would be of great help to the senior sister of the twilight peak in her cultivation. The rain curtain is still there, the rain is getting lighter, Mu Yunyue is still standing at the origin, she has never moved. She could naturally hear the sound of the young man chanting the Heart Sutra, and after a long time, a touching smile appeared on her face, and the lotus step moved lightly and left the space.

"The sixth senior sister has picked up the treasure, this demon boy has something. ”

"Come on, when the disciple was selected at the beginning, it was clear that she was the ......one who grabbed it" At the venue, Li Zhonghua, the peak master of Heavenly Sword Peak, listened to Zuo Hankong's words and said to Zuo Hankong, "But our disciple is not bad." Hearing this, Zuo Hankong looked at the field, in one of the ten silver spaces.

It was a vast ice field, on which snowflakes fell, and two teenagers were fighting in full swing there. One of the black-haired teenagers was dressed in gray and held a wooden knife of ordinary style, which moved with the movement of a powerful knife.

Another young man, dressed in gold and blond hair, held a sword in his right hand, and the long sword danced, with a momentum like a bamboo, and it was unstoppable. In the face of the black-haired boy's attack, the blonde boy did not have a trace of panic, there was no powerful sword gang around him, there was no energy fluctuation, only the invisible sword intent, and the sharp sword qi.

This pair of teenagers is Yin Yan and Jin Ming. Yin Yan's eyebrows emitted wisps of black dim light, "Candle shines on the power of the stars, fierce knife style." Yin Yan thought silently in his heart, he had already played a real fire, he was born in the Yinshan tribe, he knew the truth of the law of the jungle since he was a child, and he had to continue to be strong.

Before he came to the Star Death Sect, he was just an ordinary woodcutter in the Yinshan tribe, if he hadn't gotten the sword book "Fierce Sword Xing" by chance, this young man with a good cultivation talent would definitely not have embarked on the path of cultivation.

"Boom, boom, boom", the castration of the firewood knife was brazen, causing a large area of ice on this ice field to crack violently, stirring up thousands of layers of ice and snow waves. His life star is a candle, bearing the power of the long night, and under the blessing of this power, his sword intent is even more fierce.

Jin Ming jumped up, turned around violently in mid-air, and then clenched the long sword in his hand with his left hand, "Left finger pointing way." At this moment, all the sounds between heaven and earth disappeared, and in the entire world of ice and snow, only a sword roar was heard.

Swords and swords, hand-to-hand combat. Jin Ming's eyebrows exuded the power of an incomparably powerful golden star, and its sharpness was unmatched with ordinary sword cultivation. "Too platinum star. In the audience of Morning Dew Peak, Bai Ye stared at the figure of the blonde boy. Just now, Ziwei told him that it felt the breath of Tai Bai Xing from the body of the young man named Jin Ming.

But for some reason, the power of this aura far exceeded that of ordinary Destiny Star Cultivators. In other words, if you use the percentage to understand the compatibility between the monks of the Star Death Sect and their own natal stars, normal people can reach more than 80 percent, and slightly better ones can reach more than 90 percent, such as Bai Ye, who can reach 99 percent with his bloodline and demon star method and Ziwei's recognition of him.

And the boy named Jin Ming reached 100 percent. It was as if he was the star itself, and this was the extent that Jin Ming had reached. This kind of compatibility comparison, even if it is only one percent, is a world of difference.

In the ice and snow world, in just a few breaths, Yin Yan and Jin Ming have already fought against each other in mid-air, no less than hundreds of moves. "Huh, huh, huh......" sweat, accompanied by blood flowing down Yin Yan's face, he half-knelt on the ground, raised his head and glanced at Jin Ming, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

He struggled to get up, but couldn't. He lay on the ground, "I ............" Yin Yan groaned, Jin Ming put away his sword, turned into a golden afterimage and brushed Yin Yan's body, Yin Yan had closed his eyes, although his heart was full of unwillingness, he lost the game after all.

"Senior Brother Senluo, this newly accepted disciple ......" Zuo Hankong glanced at Yin Yan, who had been taken away, and then shook his head. "There's no way, that kid's qualifications are not as good as Jin Ming after all. Li Zhonghua also shook his head and sighed. "It seems that this new young generation, not counting the Southern Regions and the Demon Clan, should be led by the newcomer named Jin Ming. ”

When Li Zhonghua heard this, he gently shook the jade bone fan in his hand, revealing a hearty smile. "The sect master's disciples are equally strong. Zuo Hankong sighed again. In the martial arts arena, with the end of the battle between Bai Ye's side and Jin Ming's side, the battle between Ye Qingyan and Shuanglu attracted more attention.

A blue moon hung high above the sky, smearing the entire dark night sky with boundless cyan. "Yo" a fox roared, crisp and loud resounding throughout the world. A cyan ten-tailed spirit fox was crawling on the ground, and a pair of cyan beast pupils stared at the blue-clothed phantom on the cliff.

"Ye Qingyan, I've seen Senior Sister. An elegant young man in green clothes stood on top of the green fox's head, carrying a cyan long sword in his left hand and a paper fan in his right hand and shaking it gently. "I heard that you know Little Brother Bai Ye?" Frost Dew asked Ye Qingyan with ice mist between her fingers.

"I do know Brother Bai. Ye Qingyan nodded.

"In this way, my sister will show mercy to your subordinates. A smile bloomed on Frostdew's cold face. But she didn't show the slightest mercy on her subordinates, the ice mist was shrouded above her ten fingers, and in an instant, countless ice blades attacked towards Ye Qingyan.

Ye Qingyan dodged sideways, and then directly stabbed with a sword, and a sharp cyan sword came out of the sky, shooting towards the frost dew. Frostdew stroked it with one hand, and a wall of ice appeared, and the cyan sword only shattered it, and then couldn't move forward half a step.

"Light Dust Moon, Qingyan Law. Ye Qingyan groaned lightly, only to see a wisp of green light from his eyebrows, and then a cyan totem pattern appeared around his body, and wisps of green flames burst out one after another, at this moment, Ye Qingyan's cultivation aura was actually comparable to the peak of the Dan Period.

This is a new method created by him by combining the secret technique of the Heavenly Sea Liuyun Dynasty with his own life star Light Dust Moon, relying on Light Dust Moon to ignite his own Qingyan Dao Fire, and then making his own strength skyrocket in a short period of time, according to common sense, this kind of magic will have a serious impact on the sorcerer itself, for Ye Qingyan, he will only have a three-day weakening period after casting the spell, after all, it consumes the power of his spiritual vein.

Feeling the roar of the fox, he sighed secretly in his heart, if he could make his spiritual vein return to his ancestors and reproduce the power of his bloodline, he would definitely be able to make his Tianhai Liuyun vein regain its glory. Ye Qingyan put away his sword, used his physical skills, and blasted towards Frost Dew with a punch.

Shuangluxiu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, since the moment Ye Qingyan's aura climbed to the same level as her cultivation, she had never had the slightest contempt for him. "Moko Star Power, Moko Poetry Ice Hell. Frost and Dew groaned softly, and a terrifying and terrible cold unfolded around her,

Suddenly, half of the entire small world was frozen by her icy energy, and the other half of the world was Ye Qingyan's green fire. Two people are facing each other, as if they were in two completely different worlds.

Two completely different forces collided, and suddenly a series of explosions were heard endlessly, and large white mist rose into the sky. Bai Ye stared at everything that happened in that world, and those who could enter this sect really did not wait for idle people.

The ten-tailed green fox behind Ye Qingyan slowly stood up from the ground, a pair of beast pupils stared at Frost Dew, dressed in a somewhat torn ice-blue long skirt, Frost Dew was wrapped around a cold ice dragon, that was the true form of her Mokoti Poetry Ice Hell, and the ice dragon let out a heaven-shaking dragon groan.

"Yin!" With this dragon groan, a dragon and a fox began to fight, and Ye Qingyan and Shuanglu fought again. They all didn't use weapons, and they simply relied on their physical strength to fight together, which really feasted the eyes of many male disciples.

After only a few dozen encounters, the green fox faded and the ice dragon shattered. Ye Qingyan and Frost Dew were also in a state where they could barely stand. A cold wind blew, and the whole night slowly faded, and above the sky, dawn suddenly appeared.

Shuanglu's body slowly fell down as soon as she softened, and Ye Qingyan pointed her sword at her again, "In today's battle, I admit defeat." Frost and Dew held on, she stood up again, and walked step by step to the audience on the side of Morning Dew Peak. Even if she loses, she will stand and return to her own place.

On the other side, Lin Kun and Cang Kai won the game, and in addition to them, there were five other people who also won the game. At this point, Bai Ye, Jin Ming, Ye Qingyan, Lin Kun and others have entered the next stage of the game, and the ten people who failed still have a resurrection battle to fight.

"Master, I ............"

"It's okay, just win or lose, don't let it disturb your state of mind. Luo Qianying poured herself a drink and said to the frost dew.

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"In Xia Chenguang Peak Mu Xiao, here to the morning dew peak white night challenge. A young man came to the center of the martial arts arena and shouted towards the side of Chenlu Peak.

"I took on this challenge in the white night. ”

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