Not to mention the Qingyunmen disciples present, even the audience in the live broadcast room was speechless and complained one after another.

[Are you here to participate in the martial arts or to go on a blind date, can you be serious]

[The anchor is too much, he thinks about flirting with his sister all day long, not a person]

[I feel that the girl on the other side is so cute, I like it]

[Yes, yes, this kind of soft and shy girl, it's not too good, it's my favorite type]

[It's still a girl, maybe the age of the other person is enough for your mother]

[So the anchor hurry up and blow up that Li Xiaomiao's head]

[Wow, are you still human in front? Such a cute girl can also do it]

[You are not allowed to raise Gou in the live broadcast room, the newcomer in front is still committing a crime against the wind]

[In the original plot, Lu Xueqi is also the second round of competition, if the anchor doesn't play, go live broadcast Lu Xueqi's competition]

……

When the audience in the live broadcast room kept shouting, those Qingyun disciples in the audience were not idle.

And seeing that Li Xiaomiao really didn't plan to make the first move, Zhao Yu didn't want to continue to drag on.

So he stepped forward and arched his hand and said, "Since Senior Sister Li is so humble, then I will strike first, please be careful!" ”

After speaking, as soon as he stepped on the ground, his figure shot out and attacked Li Xiaomiao.

As soon as Zhao Yu made a move, Li Xiaomiao, who was still timid and weak, suddenly lifted his spirits, and his right hand quickly pinched the magic technique, and the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao in his body was running endlessly.

"Bang!"

A huge crashing sound sounded, and cyan energy ripples escaped in all directions, bringing gusts of strong wind, causing the surrounding disciples to exclaim.

When the light dissipated, everyone realized that Zhao Yu's figure had already stood in front of Li Xiaomiao, and he was attacking her with his palm.

However, a snow-white fairy sword was floating in front of Li Xiaomiao, emitting a misty light, blocking Zhao Yu's attack.

Seeing that she could react so quickly, Zhao Yu was also quite surprised, he thought that this girl would be slapped in the ring with one palm by himself!

Just as he was thinking about this, Li Xiaomiao did not pause, the sword trick in his hand pinched, and the snow-white fairy sword floating in the air instantly shone brightly, and the Dao Dao sword qi flew out.

Although these sword qi couldn't cause half of the damage to Zhao Yu, he still quickly withdrew his hand and stepped back.

At the moment when he retreated, the snow-white fairy sword let out a clear trembling sound, and then the tip of the sword was raised, carrying the power of opening mountains and breaking stones, instantly tearing through the air, making a piercing whistling sound, and shooting towards Zhao Yu.

It's obviously a cute and shy girl, but she fights mercilessly, without hesitation.

The strong contrast surprised the Qingyun disciples in the audience and the audience in the live broadcast room, and Tian Ling'er, who had been watching the ring, clenched her hands and shouted loudly.

"Seventh Senior Brother, be careful!"

Compared with her nervousness, although Zhang Xiaofan on the side was also a little nervous, he was not too worried, because he knew how strong Zhao Yu's strength was.

Although Zhao Yu immediately retreated, the speed after his strength was suppressed was comparable to the immortal sword flying out.

The fairy sword, which was as white as snow, was as cold as snow, and it arrived in front of him without half a pause, the air was oppressed, and his long hair was blown wildly.

Seeing this, many Qingyun disciples in the audience thought that Zhao Yu might be defeated, because at this moment, there was almost no room to fight back.

However, while Zhao Yu's figure continued to retreat, his right hand was compared to a sword finger and was quickly raised.

The two spiritual energies swirled around his fingertips, extremely agile, as if they had life, and finally turned into a yin-yang diagram.

"Ding—"

A crisp voice sounded, and Zhao Yu's sword finger accurately pointed at the sword body of Li Xiaomiao's magic weapon immortal sword.

The yin-yang diagram spun around his fingertips, and then a powerful force erupted.

Under the effect of this force, the fairy sword that was originally stabbing at the center of his eyebrows was deflected in the direction and stabbed to the side.

"Wow!"

Seeing that Zhao Yu had broken the deadlock with the help of his sword fingers, the Qingyun disciples below were surprised, only Zhang Xiaofan and Su Ru were still indifferent.

And after clicking on the attacking immortal sword, Zhao Yu also looked at Li Xiaomiao opposite with a surprised face, and laughed in a low voice.

"It's really surprising, Senior Sister Li is worthy of being a disciple of Xiaozhufeng, and her strength is really not weak!"

In the face of his praise, Li Xiaomiao's face did not change, his lips were pursed, the sword trick in his hand was pinched, and the fairy sword that flew out just now turned in a circle in the air and attacked Zhao Yu again.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

For a while, the snow-white fairy sword continued to fly in the air, and Zhao Yu used his sword finger to use Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao to block it.

Every time they collided, a powerful force erupted, and even cracks began to appear on the surface of the ring.

The Qingyun disciples in the audience were shocked, feeling that this seemingly weak Senior Sister Li was really profound, and she was ruthless.

If they had played, I am afraid that they would have been unable to hold on for a long time and would have been defeated.

However, what was even more surprising was that Zhao Yu, an unknown disciple of Dazhu Peak, was able to completely block Li Xiaomiao's attack without relying on any magic weapon.

He stood in place like this, his feet didn't move for half a minute, and his sword fingers kept pointing out, blocking all of Li Xiaomiao's attacks, looking extremely relaxed.

"Why is this guy so powerful, I've never heard his name before!"

"Da Zhu Feng Zhao Yu...... Obviously, the senior brothers all say that the strength of the people in Dazhufeng is very poor, if this is called very poor, then what am I? ”

"Why doesn't he use magic weapons, although his strength is very strong, but this is too conceited, right? If you don't use a magic weapon, you can only defend passively, and if you don't have the power to fight back, sooner or later you will be exhausted......"

……

The onlookers Qingyun disciples were amazed, but the audience in the live broadcast room was extremely calm, and even despised Zhao Yu.

is obviously much stronger than others, and it is shameless to pretend here.

Zhao Yu also felt that it was not interesting to go on like this, but just as he was about to make a move to knock Li Xiaomiao out of the ring, the other party suddenly withdrew the fairy sword and stopped attacking.

"Huh? Going to zoom in? ”

Looking at Li Xiaomiao, whose expression suddenly became serious, Zhao Yu's eyes lit up, so he asked directly.

"Senior Sister Li, are you ready to perform your tricks?"

Hearing his words, Li Xiaomiao nodded seriously, did not speak, and quickly pinched the seal in front of her chest with both hands, and the snow-white fairy sword in front of her also began to shine.

As the power of the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao in her body was running rapidly, the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth continued to gather, and the power of heaven and earth began to be restless, with that immortal sword as the center, the temperature around her was gradually decreasing.

In just one or two breaths, the whole ring became cold.

A disciple who was closer to the ring suddenly felt a chill on his face, reached out and touched it, and then looked at the ring with a surprised expression.

"It's snowing!?"

Not only him, but the disciples who were watching at this time all saw it.

Under the influence of that fairy sword, the entire ring actually began to float snowflakes, which looked very beautiful.

Although these snowflakes looked beautiful, Zhao Yu sensed the slightest killing intent from them, and it was not so simple to think about.

……

……