A gloomy wind swept through the pavilion, and the sun was hidden in the clouds. Qin Zixin and Murong Bing stood opposite each other, standing at opposite ends of the clearing, surrounded by people watching the battle.

Zhuge Yan sat on the sandalwood seat outside the Xiaoyao Pavilion hall, and Zuo Ci was still standing next to him, which was the position of the grass before.

"It's time to go." Zhuge Yan's warm voice came, if she could be recognized by these people, then she could only do her best to help her. Even Zhuge Yan himself felt strange, when would he be able to tolerate this Qin Zixin?

"Qin Zixin, lest others say that my Xuanwu Protector bullied you as a little girl, you should make a move first."

Murong Bing's eyes were full of disdain when he looked at Qin Zixin. Such a person also asked her to do it herself, and she felt annoyed when she thought about it.

"I, Qin Zixin, have never been accustomed to making the first move, you are the Xuanwu Protector, you invite first." Qin Zixin took a deep breath, wait a minute, how will you deal with this Murong Bing? I said Master, you were sent by God to entertain me, right?

"You obviously look down on me Murong Bing. If you don't make a move, don't blame me for being rude! Murong Bing saw that Qin Zixin had changed his previous attitude, and he didn't say anything about the battle without fear, and refused to strike first, which clearly showed that he was underestimating her Xuanwu Dharma Protector Murong Bing.

"Lord Murong, I, Qin Zixin, really didn't mean that. It's really not good, let's not compare, anyway, I don't care about the position of the master of the Pavilion. ”

Qin Zixin said the truth, how could she make the first move? She will only memorize the method of free determination, and even splitting leaves in the air is still the kind that sometimes succeeds and sometimes fails.

"You!" Murong Bing was stunned by Qin Zixin's words, her attitude was to say that she didn't even look down on her?

Qin Zixin was thinking that when he waited for Zhuge Yan's order, he would not need to compare. Murong Bing was windy under his feet, and flew towards him with a fierce murderous aura.

"Do you really want my life?" Qin Zixin narrowly avoided this blow, but his shoulder was affected by the palm wind, and it hurt a little.

"Don't talk nonsense, we can only live one today!" Murong Bing's eyes turned cold, and he turned around, this Qin Zixin relied on the fact that she was the apprentice of Zuo Ci Daoren, and she didn't know what trick she used to hurt her predecessor's Vermilion Bird Protector Yu Linglong.

The people around them all retreated three feet away, and only Ye Rufeng and Lu Han did not move an inch.

"Isn't the competition all about point-to-point?" Qin Zi's heart retreated quickly, okay, that's just that she has read too many novels, this Murong Bing is not a good type.

Now, even fools can see that Murong Bing has already had murderous intent. Qin Zixin only practiced lightly better, and only between dodging would he not be too difficult.

"Are you just going to run? If you don't face it head-on, I'm going to draw my sword. Murong Bing looked at Qin Zixin, who was dodging left and right, and was annoyed, and Qin Zixin's figure was too fast.

"You won't let me go easily anyway. Whether you draw a sword or not, it's actually the same. Qin Zixin tiptoed a little and landed on the eaves, and the lake-blue long skirt fluttered in the wind, indifferently dusty.

From the moment Murong Bing made his move, Qin Zixin felt that there was a liliang in his body supporting his actions. It seems that it is the internal force of the grass that has helped me a lot. Qin Zixin looked at Zuo Ci not far away, could it be that he already knew?

"Since you yourself are self-aware, then I don't need to be polite." Murong Bing pulled out the sword that was thin into the willow leaves, and flew out of the air and went straight to Qin Zixin.