The more nervous Changxing became, the more sober he became, Mu Heng's first sword, the sword qi was a phoenix phantom, he knew that he was a fire attribute swordsmanship, water overcomes fire, but the water spiritual power in her body is weak, not enough to check and balance, but she still has ice flames to use, as the so-called narrow road meets the brave, the same attribute of spiritual power meets, high-grade will carve and devour low-grade, the grade of ice flame is not low, and it should be able to be restrained!

At the same time as Mu Heng took out the sword, Changxing had already thrown out several spirit nets that had been condensed in advance, covered with ice flames, and the spirit nets formed a protective circle around Changxing's body, as soon as the phoenix sword qi came into contact with the spirit net, it let out a terrible phoenix roar, and the ice flames had quickly spread along the sword qi, and the surrounding phoenix phantoms froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then exploded violently, turning into nothingness.

Changxing didn't pause at all, he took advantage of the victory to pursue, his body jumped, and the golden knife in his hand approached Mu Heng!

The look of surprise on Mu Heng's face flashed, and he turned to wave his sword with a solemn expression, he didn't expect that this Meng Zichen's strength was so strong, he underestimated her!

These two rounds have given the two of them a new understanding of each other, and they dare not slack off in dealing with each other, one sword and one sword, all of them go all out, and for a while, on the fighting platform, they can only see two figures, one purple and one white, entangled together, mixed with the sword light and sword shadow, and only a trace of afterimage remains.

Xiao Yin sighed slightly and withdrew the spiritual power in his hand.

When he saw that Changxing's opponent was Mu Heng, he was not very optimistic in his heart, although Mu Heng was a junior, he was by no means a person who had a false appearance, and he had cultivated himself to the full extent of the true inheritance of Yingchuan Jianjun, and if he took time, he would become a great weapon!

Changxing's strength is also clear to him, under Jin Dan, those who can be stronger than her can be counted with just one slap, if it is against other people, it is naturally not a problem, but against Mu Heng, the result is a little subtle.

Mu Heng's sword just now, Xiao Yin intuitively felt that Changxing couldn't resist it, and he was afraid that Changxing would be injured, so he originally planned to help her block it and protect her from injury, but then it was a big deal to be punished by the master and the master, but he didn't expect Changxing's performance to be so amazing!

At this time, thinking back to what she had just thought, Xiao Yin couldn't help but feel that she was too reckless, she really cared about it, and lost her sense of proportion! If he really came to the rescue, Changxing would be grateful, but she didn't need her own rescue, even if she was seriously injured and fell to the ground, she didn't need it, what she wanted was to knock down the other party in a dignified and upright manner, or be knocked down by the other party.

In the main hall, several Yuanying powers standing at the peak of this session talked happily.

Zhuyou Zhenjun looked at the water curtain in front of him and looked at Jian Yang Zhenjun with a smile: "This little girl you newly received is really good, it is really rare to be able to fight with that kid from the Yingchuan family!"

Jian Yang Zhenjun smiled silently, and only looked at the purple figure standing under the willow tree not far behind the fighting platform in the water curtain, and sighed secretly in his heart: Stinky boy, fortunately you haven't arrived home in a daze! If you dare to make a move, you will ignore you after watching Changxing!

Yingchuan Zhenjun on the side shook his head and said, "That's not right. ”

"What's wrong?" Zhuyou Zhenjun turned his head to look at Yingchuan Jianjun, but Yingchuan Jianjun stared at the water curtain and did not speak.

"Hey, I said, can you die if you say two more words?" Zhuyou Zhenjun shouted dissatisfiedly.

Now in the Huayan Realm, there are only a few powerful cultivators who have cultivated and aged, although there are occasional disputes between the interests of the sect due to different sects, but the friendship between them began when they were young, so in the absence of outsiders, the relationship between several people is the same as when they were young.

Yingchuan Sword Jun twisted

looked at Zhuyou Zhenjun: "I said that what you said is not right, it's not that it's inseparable, it's that Mu Heng loses." ”

The focus of Zhuyou Zhenjun's attention was not on the content of Yingchuan Jianjun, but on the number of words, and when he heard him say such a long sentence, he nodded with satisfaction: "That's it, it's good to talk more, don't keep jumping out word by word, how hard it is?"

Jian Yang Zhenjun had already smiled and said, "Why do you always pay attention to what he says? It's been more than a thousand years, haven't you gotten used to it? The focus is on listening to what he says." ”

"It's the content to listen to. Zhuyou Zhenjun Zhenjun nodded, then paused again, and looked at Yingchuan Jianjun: "What? You just said that Mu Heng's kid is going to lose?"

Yingchuan Jianjun nodded slightly, pointed to the water curtain, and said, "Don't look at me, look at that." ”

"How can anyone curse his own apprentice?Although I like Zichen's little girl very much, when it comes to fighting, Mu Heng's kid is better......" Zhuyou Zhenjun turned his head to look at the water curtain, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"Huh, is it true?" Zhuyou Zhenjun's face was surprised: "On the surface, it looks evenly matched, but when Mu Heng took out the sword, his spiritual power was a little weak, and Zi Chen looked very alive!"

"Mu Heng is not only lacking in spiritual power, all his sword momentum has been broken by Zi Chen, but he can't crack Zi Chen's sword qi, and it is a matter of time before he is defeated. "Speaking of cultivating the fighting method, the image of Yingchuan Sword Jun cherishing words like gold is gone.

"It's kind of interesting. Zhuyou Zhenjun was also aroused, and stared intently at the two people fighting in the water curtain: "Zichen is a golden and earth twin spirit root? This earth shield makes it good! This golden spiritual power is so powerful, if Mu Heng wasn't for that sword, I'm afraid that she would have been knocked down a long time ago? How could she still have ice spells? No! It's not ice, it's fire, she actually has a strange fire ...... in her body."

Only Zhuyou Zhenjun was left in the main hall, and he was shocked and shattered.

Jianyang Zhenjun and Yingchuan Jianjun both looked at the water curtain silently, and for a long time, they listened to Zhuyou Zhenjun say: "...... The man is handsome and the woman is pretty, the cultivation age is also the same, and the teacher's background is also the same, what a good marriage......"

Yingchuan Sword Monarch and Jian Yang True Monarch looked at Zhuyou True Monarch almost at the same time.

"What do you see? Am I not right? If I don't have a suitable apprentice and grandson, can I cheapen you?" Zhuyou Zhenjun rolled his eyes at Yingchuan Jianjun, supported his chin with his hand, twisted his eyebrows and thought, and said: "No, I have to think about it, if there are any young talents in the gate, such a good girl can't be cheap Yingchuan ......"

"I think it's very good, too. Yingchuan Jianjun's voice was as straight as ever.

"What do you think is good, look at me?" Zhuyou Zhenjun pointed at Jianyang Zhenjun: "Look at him! Zichen is not my apprentice!"

Before Yingchuan Jianjun could see it, Jian Yang Zhenjun had already waved his hand and said with a smile: "Zichen is still young, he still focuses on cultivation, and I don't care about children's affairs, as long as Zichen himself is willing, I have nothing to say." ”

Jian Yang Zhenjun's eyes swept away, and he looked at the figure under the willow tree in the water curtain, but secretly said in his heart: You are a bamboo ghost, what kind of old man are you messing around? Fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, of course it can't be cheap for outsiders!

On the fighting platform, Changxing volleyed a knife in the air, and the golden sword qi was like a light curtain, quickly covering the entire space, Mu Heng resisted with all his strength, only to feel that the dantian trembled violently, and there was a wail from the "Qiwu" sword in his hand.

The light curtain dissipated, and everyone looked at the stage in a daze: Meng Zichen leaned forward, holding a knife in his backhand, Mu Heng stood tall and jade, with a horizontal sword in his chest, the man was handsome, and the woman was beautiful, how do you look at this picture, how beautiful......

Changxing was a little hesitant to continue to use the knife, she could feel that Mu Heng's spiritual power was not good, and the dantian might be injured, but after all, if she didn't beat him down, or beat him down, she couldn't count him as losing, and if she continued to fight, she was afraid that she would not be able to control her strength, in case she seriously injured him...... Moreover, a genius disciple like Mu Heng, who has been standing in the clouds, if he loses in the hands of a female cultivator whose cultivation is not as good as his, will it be too bad?

Mu Heng looked straight at Changxing, his mood was complicated, he had grown so big, it had always been difficult to meet opponents in the same level of monks and even in cross-level battles, but he didn't expect that this time he would be beaten by a female cultivator who was lower than himself, and he had no power to fight back!

But there was a faint trace of joy in his heart, for a long time, he was bent on pursuing an evenly matched opponent and could not get it, the kind of loneliness in his heart that no one could understand, he didn't expect to meet in this way on this occasion today! Mu Heng saw the entanglement in Changxing's heart, so he simply stood up, put away his long sword, bent down and gave a salute, and said loudly: "I lost!"

The audience was in an uproar!

Changxing was also stunned, she thought that a proud son of heaven like Mu Heng wanted him to admit defeat in person, but she was afraid that it would be more difficult than killing him, but she didn't expect that she was too careful?

Ma Zhenren on the referee's bench couldn't help but sigh: "It's really terrifying! Mu Heng's strength is already super strong, I didn't expect Jian Yang Zhenjun, a closed disciple, to be so amazing! Think about me when I am so old with them......"

Ma Zhenren shook his head as he spoke, but he listened to the Qingyuan Zhenren on the side and asked, "You said that this female cultivator is the closed disciple of Jianyang Zhenjun?"

"Uh-huh. Ma Zhenren nodded: "Qingyuan Zhenren doesn't know, it's normal, even in Dongyanzhou, there are still many people who don't know her, this Meng Zichen suddenly appeared more than half a year ago, as soon as she appeared in front of the world, she was already a closed disciple of Jianyang Zhenjun, you don't know, she is almost the object of envy of the disciples in the whole world, she was unknown before, and suddenly soared into the sky...... But today, it seems that this woman's strength is really good......"

Qingyuan Zhenren listened, but his brows gradually frowned, and his eyes looked at Changxing like hooks.

Qingyuan Zhenren is the third disciple of Zixiamen Mingfa Zhenjun, Gu Chengtian's senior brother, Gu Chengtian was originally the referee, but as soon as Gu Chengtian saw Changxing, he was immediately in chaos, and immediately avoided it, so he asked Qingyuan Zhenren to replace him.

At the beginning, Gu Chengtian was seriously injured, his cultivation was almost collapsed, Qingyuan Zhenren was far away in a secret realm to practice, and after getting the news, he hurried back, and later learned the inside story from the mouth of the master and the senior brother, and he was extremely angry in his heart, the culprit Lin Fangfei was gone, and even Minghua Zhenjun was also looted by Lin Fangfei, they were all victims, how to find the theory of Zhaoyang Peak again?

He had nowhere to vent his anger, and he felt sorry for Gu Chengtian, a junior brother, so he could only vent his anger on Meng Changxing, whom he had never met.

A while ago, the two continents communicated with each other, and after Zixia Sect sent people to Taiqing Gate to come back, Xu Zhenren of Zhaoyang Peak specially came to find Shizun, and when he talked about Jianyang Zhenjun's newly accepted closed disciples, he vaguely guessed that he was the same person as Meng Changxing.

Qingyuan Zhenren instinctively didn't believe it, he didn't die if he fell off the flying immortal trench, is it a fairy? But today, he had to believe it, when the junior brother asked him to replace the referee just now, he was in a daze, and the junior brother must have seen this Meng Zichen and recognized her, so he would lose his temper like that!

The deacon disciple glanced at the two referees, coughed lightly, and reminded: "Two real people, Mu Heng of the Heavy Purple Sword Sect has already admitted defeat. ”