Bathed in Duan Lizheng's complicated eyes, Zhu Luan staggered to his feet.

"I've been waiting." She said softly.

"Soon," Duan Lizheng looked at her and shook his head, "You're the fastest realm-breaking cultivator I've ever seen." ”

That's when you didn't see her faster. Princess Jinyang said in her heart.

...... year No...... It's this year.

That breath of gathering qi, one step of fusion, and the scene of a sword ritual left a permanent shadow in her heart.

Princess Jinyang looked at the sky, as if she was paying tribute to the realm difference between her and her imperial sister who had only existed for less than half a year.

Why didn't she take the opportunity to bully her before, Princess Jinyang couldn't help but regret it.

"So what kind of realm is she now?" Under the big locust tree, Hong Shan asked with a glare.

The defensive array has been completely shattered, and the formation division is sweating profusely to rearrange the formation.

Because of this, the teenagers under the big locust tree were able to feel the breath of Zhu Luan more clearly.

"Theoretically, it's the primordial realm." Nian Huazang said expressionlessly, "But ......"

"Someone has to believe it." Li Wenyao said lightly.

That's the truth.

That kind of breath is the primordial realm of the transformation of the yuan, who would believe it? Hongshan supports.

"So for the sake of conservatism, it's better to treat her as the middle stage of the Huayuan, right?" Hong Shan sighed.

From the beginning of the Transformation Yuan Realm, there is no precedent in the cultivation world for transcending the level and breaking through the realm.

The devil knows what this woman is all about.

"Is there a difference?" Nian Huazang looked at the two people on the stage with cold eyes.

"Huh?" Hong Shan's eyes widened, this ......

"Not really." Li Wenyao closed his eyes a little unbearably, and there was a sigh in his voice.

It doesn't matter if she is in the middle of the primordial realm or even at the peak, as long as she is still a metamorphosis.

She didn't have the strength to fight that man.

……

……

The two finally stood opposite each other, and one of them had undergone such a big change, just when everyone thought that the two of them had to say at least two more greetings, Duan Lizheng had already raised his sword again.

The wind that had just subsided in the woods swirled again, making a terrible howl.

In the thick night, everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and the Cold Moon Sword glowed with a sharp sword light, and in an instant, it really seemed like a cold moon rising.

"This starting style is ......," Hong Shan exclaimed under the big locust tree.

Duan Lizheng's movements were too fast, and the examiner who was about to arrive at the stage opened his eyes wide in horror, and he only had time to shout loudly.

"Duan, Duan Gongzi! Wait, wait! ”

"Huh?"

It was like a storm that struck, and the bluestone ground was all cracked and shattered, and the terrible crack extended until three feet in front of Zhu Luan's body before stopping.

But even under such a violent sword technique, after the examiner finished roaring, he only heard Duan Lizheng hum suspiciously, and the storm on the stage disappeared in an instant.

Stop, stop, as if nothing had happened.

Only the cracks in the ground reminded everyone of the horror of that sword.

The cultivators in the audience were shocked, such an extremely pure sword technique could still be so freely retracted......

Is this still human?

Duan Lizheng put away his sword and stood still, turning his head to look at the examiner, "What's wrong?" ”

The examiner shouted out that sentence in a hurry, but he didn't expect that he could really stop when he said it, and at this time, he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed in the face of Duan Lizheng's eyes.

After all, he was the one who just asked them why they didn't beat him, and now he is the one who makes the house stop.

But the examiner couldn't help it, Duan Lizheng's sword was terrifying just now, and now in this situation, he really can't let him show it.

"Duan Gongzi," the examiner glanced at the sweaty array on the side of the stage, "The defensive array has not been repaired yet, and it needs to wait a while." ”

The examiner looked down at the girl who was looking down at the crack on the ground and the audience on the periphery, and his mouth was bitter.

Forget about other battles, if there is no defensive formation in this battle, the risk is too great, but how can you still meet someone who can break the formation!

"Oh, that's it," Duan Lizheng glanced at Zhu Luan, who was standing opposite, and said expressionlessly, "Then let's fix it." ”

His voice was inaudible with joy and anger, but it gave people an indescribable sense of oppression.

The examiner wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead, and the formation master of Ziyang Academy tried his best to repair it.

"Hey...... Do you guys think there's something wrong with Jiro? "The mountains trembled under the big locust tree.

Nian Huazang and Li Wenyao on the side were silent, but their expressions became more and more solemn.

The formation masters of Ziyang Academy used their strength to press the bottom of the box, and rebuilt the large array after a quarter of an hour. It's a lot weaker than the initial one, but all the formations are ready to be maintained, and in short, you can start fighting again.

During the time of waiting, Zhu Luan had been closing his eyes and pranayama to consolidate his realm, while Duan Lizheng was holding his sword and didn't know where he was looking.

The two did not talk again.

There was an eerie silence on the stage.

I don't know if it was infected by these two people, and everyone watching the battle was also silent.

This battle is really full of twists and turns.

And the constant twists and turns also cast a palpitating shadow on this decisive battle.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the mountains and forests became more and more solemn.

"Duan Gongzi, can ......" Watching the array masters gesticulating, the examiner was about to tell Duan Lizheng, but he saw Zhu Luan, who was pranayama with his eyes closed, opened his eyes without warning, and Duan Lizheng, who was standing opposite, kept looking at her, and his hand holding the sword tightened by three points.

These two people knew better than anyone else about the repair of the Great Array, and they had been observing the surroundings.

There is no need for others to say more, the examiner took a deep breath and quickly retreated to the side of the stage, and he had just retreated to the back of the formation, and before his hind feet touched the ground, there was an earth-shattering tearing sound on the stage!

It's so fast!

The examiner and everyone in the audience gasped.

In the next second of clenching the sword, Duan Lizheng moved!

The air was torn apart, and everyone only had time to see an afterimage, and the figure of the young man suddenly came, his body was fast, and his sword was faster.

The bright sword light is the cold moonlight, piercing through the darkness and piercing Zhu Luan's heart!

The cold moon broke through the sky, and then, met the child.

After breaking through the realm and transforming into a yuan, Zhu Luan finally had time to catch Duan Lizheng's sword.

Although Zhen Yuan is far from being able to reach it, her perception of sword qi is unusually fast, and she is not familiar with this sword technique and cannot predict the sword path in advance, but through estimation, she still finds the right direction in advance.

There was a loud bang.

The two peerless swords intersected for the first time today.

The bright sword light that erupted at that moment was better than thousands of fireworks, and it was suffocating.

A huge wave of air was set off on the stage!

However, in the next moment, the two swords quickly separated as if they were repulsing, and with a terrible cracking sound, the girl's figure fluttered and retreated.

The sword light faded.

Everyone looked fixedly, and only Duan Lizheng stood in the center of the high platform with a sword with an expressionless face.

And Zhu Luan retreated again and again, his steps trembled, unable to stand firmly, until he retreated to the front of the defensive array, his back against the railing that had been half broken by her before, and barely stabilized his body.

The girl's face was as white as rice paper without ink.

With a muffled snort, blood overflowed from Zhu Luan's lips, and he was seriously injured by the sword intent again.

Hurt to the heart.

However, before she could breathe, a terrible whistling sounded on the stage again.

Duan Lizheng's sword has arrived again!