The woman has always been tall, and her wide sleeves are more beautiful, and she looks like yang and snow, and it seems that it is blasphemy to look at her more.

I'm afraid that Ling Shenyuan himself didn't realize that his eyes had never moved away from the moment the woman appeared, and a shattered thought in the depths of his heart was pieced together again, like catkins blowing down in a pool of stagnant water, rippling a faint layer of ripples.

Su Xun walked to Murong Tian and sat down, "Daddy." ”

Murong Tian twisted his beard, and his face showed a little satisfaction, "Yes, such a talent as light sleep is rare in the world, it is a coincidence that you came, and the competition of that kid in Shen Yuan is about to begin." ”

Su Xun sat next to Murong Tian, raised his eyes to look at the competition platform, his cold eyes only glanced at Ling Shenyuan faintly, and then looked away.

Ling Shenyuan retracted his gaze, feeling that he had been staying with the stupid fat bird for a long time, and was contaminated with stupidity, how could Murong Qingmian deliberately go out to watch him compete?

Although he thought so, Lord Demon Venerable's original casual attitude was much more correct.

The two of them fought together on the fighting platform, and the spirit sword in Ling Shenyuan's hand slashed horizontally and obliquely, using the basic sword techniques taught by Su Xun, in the eyes of the outside world, these were the most basic sword moves, simple and unpretentious, and completely lethal.

However, Liu Hang became more and more frightened, and before he could dodge a sword, another move followed, and he couldn't use his housekeeping skills at all.

Defeated again and again, and finally accidentally fell off the fighting platform.

"Winner, Light Sleep Peak Ling Shen Abyss!"

As soon as the bell rang, Ling Shenyuan didn't pay attention to Liu Hang, who fell to the ground, and raised his eyes to look at Su Xun on the main peak.

Seeing that there was not the slightest fluctuation on the cold and bright woman's face, Ling Shenyuan felt a trace of chagrin in his heart, he was indeed infected by the dead fat bird.

Although Ling Shenyuan won, in the hearts of all the disciples, either Liu Hang is too wasteful, or this little monster has stepped on shit luck.

There was a sigh in the audience, and the disciples looked at Liu Hang's eyes full of banter, "I said Senior Brother Liu, shouldn't you have accepted other people's benefits and deliberately released water." ”

Liu Hang poked his words, but he didn't expect that it was himself who was embarrassed, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

After the competition was over, Ling Shenyuan returned to Qingmian Peak with Su Xun.

Su Xun looked at the handsome man standing in front of him, and said lightly, "Draw your sword." ”

Ling Shenyuan guessed that this would be the case, and with the Qingze sword in his hand unsheathed, he preemptively attacked Su Xun.

Su Xun turned sideways to avoid Ling Shenyuan's attack, the Xueyang Sword in his hand was unsheathed, and in an instant, the temperature of the entire martial arts arena was as low as freezing.

Looking at the woman in white with ice edges floating around him, Ling Shenyuan clenched the hilt of his sword, and his red eyes like a blood moon were actually a little eager to try.

In the past, Murong Qingmian was a shallow test with him, but at the moment, he was serious. ，

So he swept towards her a little bit, Ling Shenyuan knew how terrible this stupid woman was, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Su Xun's expression was indifferent, and the moment Ling Shenyuan approached, the ice ridge instantly fused into a huge ice pick, smashing towards him from the sky above his head.

After all, she is in the late stage of Jindan, although she has pressed her strength to the same level as Ling Shenyuan, but this move has never released half of the water.

Ling Shenyuan secretly cursed the ruthless woman in his heart, and released his true qi to meet it with all his strength, and in just a moment, he swung out tens of thousands of sword lights, and the ice picks suddenly collapsed, shattering into thousands of ice edges and spreading all over the ground, and finally disappeared.

Su Xun withdrew the Xueyang Sword, and those indifferent and cold eyes rarely showed disgust, "Shang Ke, it seems that you have not slackened this year." ”

Although it was not a clear compliment, only Lord Demon Venerable himself knew how difficult it was to make Murong Qingmian say the word Shang Ke.