The boy used the fire of his life to ignite it on the high platform.

More violent winds.

And this frenzy finally touched even the iceberg woman who seemed to have only a sword in her eyes.

In Ruan Qing's eyes, after she lost everything when she was young, there was no difference between everyone in this world, and even more so when she was fighting.

Under the high platform, Mo Han looked at the senior sister with a cold expression but red eyes from a distance, and he was a little surprised and a little clear.

He knew very well that the junior sister on the high platform had already entered the state, called the state of fighting, and when Ruan Qing was fighting with all her might, she couldn't see people in her eyes.

All she looked at was the sword.

This body is made of a sword.

This aphorism describing the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, the sword training of the Sword Pavilion, in Mo Han's opinion, among the disciples of this generation, only he is the most suitable for his own junior sister.

And at this moment, after the young man on the opposite side fought for his life as if he would never admit defeat, a figure finally appeared in Ruan Qing's eyes.

The figure of the teenager.

He is......

And just when Ruan Qing came back to his senses, Duan Lizheng, who was covered in blood, did not relax and grabbed the slightest crack of this thin woman, and with a clear drink, Zhenyuan exploded!

"Boom!"

A huge amount of smoke and dust erupted on the high platform again, and Nian Huazang and others in the audience widened their eyes, "Is it over!?" ”

No.

Zhu Luan's eyes were slightly gloomy.

Duan Lizheng was extremely keen and seized the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but no one expected that the woman's heart in front of him was so strong, Ruan Qing was stunned for a very short time, and in that instant, her sword had already arrived.

This body is made of a sword.

Even Zhu Luan couldn't help but sigh for this woman's swordsmanship.

The storm caused by Duan Lizheng's full-speed explosion passed, and in the center of the high platform, two figures with swords in their hands against each other appeared in front of everyone.

Nian Huazang and the others stared at each other in astonishment.

Duan Lizheng's timing was almost perfect, and the sword with almost the limit of speed was caught by Ruan Qing.

Both of them are still almost above the limits of the mid-ascent, but they still can't tell the winner from the loser.

The vitality of heaven and earth is incomparably fierce, and even heaven and earth have to change color.

However, they are still indistinguishable.

The faces of the Huizhou teenagers in the audience were as pale as snow.

Because they could all see that Duan Lizheng had bet almost all of his swords on the sword just now, but he still couldn't win with one blow, and the thin woman in front of him had even brighter eyes.

She wasn't without injuries.

Nian Huazang clearly felt that this woman was still at the end of the crossbow.

But she didn't fall.

She held the sword in her hand firmly, blood oozing from her fingers, but her hand did not let go.

Why exactly?

What kind of energy is hidden in her thin body?

"Huizhou Yayuan?"

And at this time, Ruan Qing, who had never said a word in the battle, spoke for the first time.

Spoken.

Sister her.

Even Mo Han, who was under the high stage, widened his eyes in astonishment.

Through the two swords that flashed against each other in the cold light, Ruan Qing looked at the face of Duan Lizheng, who was close to Chi Qi, and spoke softly.

Looking at the young man who gritted his teeth and approached him, Ruan Qing's original sound like a cold wind blowing in an ice crevice had a trace of temperature for the first time.

"It turns out that you are Huizhou Yayuan."

"Thank you for knowing now." Duan Lizheng smiled slightly, "It's my honor to be called so by you. ”

is no longer the first son of Huizhou, nor is he no longer a senior disciple of Tiance Academy, in the eyes of this cold woman, he is just a Yayuan of Huizhou.

"Yes," Ruan Qing said in a low voice, the light in his eyes twitching slightly. "Since it's Huizhou Yayuan, then you are the man who lost to that woman."

Duan Lizheng's eyes widened in surprise, she ......

However, Ruan Qing's time to show rare emotions was always extremely short, and the next moment, the woman's eyes turned cold again.

"Your will is admirable, but I can't lose."

The light in the woman's eyes was colder than the cold front in her hand.

"If you don't admit defeat, I'll kill you."

There were gasps one after another, because her voice did not hesitate, and the murderous aura on the high platform instantly rose to the top with her voice!

This woman is serious!

The sword in her hand is her will, and no one can stop it.

"I'm not kidding," Ruan Qing looked at the teenager younger than him in front of him with an expressionless face.

Duan Lizheng's eyes became more serious than ever, of course he could feel this woman's killing intent, but just after she said this, Duan Lizheng was stunned to find that this woman's aura had changed again.

Why......

"I've been waiting for this moment for eleven years."

Ruan Qing's voice trembled for the first time.

And the killing intent on her body is getting stronger and stronger.

Under the high platform, Mo Han could not suppress the contraction of his heart.

Yes, he didn't know what she was waiting for, but he knew, she had been waiting for eleven years.

Entering the cultivation world at the age of ten, and practicing this body with a desperate sleepless practice, is just to stand here at this moment.

No one could stop her.

However, no one could stop him.

A sharp sound of cutting gold and jade sounded on the high platform, sparks erupted, and Duan Lizheng and Ruan Qing made a mistake with their swords.

"I don't throw in the towel."

Duan Lizheng said with his back to Ruan Qing.

What does it look like for two mid-ascents to fight for their lives?

This is something that even the well-informed people of God have never seen.

Rather, this is a rare occurrence in the entire spiritual world.

On the observation deck, Du Haoqian's wooden chair handle has been shattered, but no one can scruple about it.

Crazy collisions, surging vitality, raging winds, splashes of bright red.

Everyone watched the desperate struggle on the high platform, and they were terrified.

The hard bricks were torn apart, shattered, the crowd was swept and frightened.

These two people are too strong and too crazy.

"I'm going to die." I don't know how many times the murmur sounded on the observation deck. It's not about killing people, it's about killing people.

Everyone no longer doubts, because the cruel truth is in front of them.

If this continues, one of the two new stars in the cultivation world will fall here.

And in this blink of an eye, the situation on the high platform has become even more dangerous.

The two of them, who were covered in blood, raised their swords again.

Du Haoqian's pupils shrank.

The high-level cultivator's pupils shrank.

Because these communicators with heaven and earth feel that the end of this tragic duel has come, and the end of everything is in the next sword.

And Du Haoqian felt more things.

Before these two people die, the next sword will directly hurt the meridians of one of them!

for they have no flesh to carry.

Before losing their life, one of them loses their qualifications as a practitioner.

And the soldier who collapsed in front of Taishan and did not change his face finally changed color.

"Who's going to stop them?"

Screams rang out from the crowd, but cold sweat rolled down Du Haoqian's forehead.

Emperor Taizu's ancestral system, except for the candidates themselves to admit defeat, otherwise they must not be forcibly stopped.

Who will stop them?

Who can stop him, with her?

Ruan Qing's sword light was sheng.

Duan Lizheng raised the cold moon in his hand.

All the voices of the world are gone.

……

……

"Stop."

Just when the timid man closed his eyes and the world fell silent, a faint voice suddenly sounded.

Break the silence of tension and despair.

Everyone opens their eyes.

And the two people on the high platform were also stunned.

Everyone's eyes were stunned in the direction where the voice came from, and Duan Lizheng looked at his side in astonishment.

Look at the woman who was quietly speaking.

"Stop." Zhu Luan raised his head and continued.

Everyone thought she was talking about Ruan Qing. Ruan Qing frowned, and a trace of indescribable emotion crossed his eyes.

However, the next moment, Zhu Luan's gaze moved away from her and moved to the stubborn young man.

"Lizheng, stop."

Duan Lizheng didn't look at her for the first time when she spoke.

Duan Lizheng held his sword and smiled, "I don't want to leave her to you." ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and their expressions were complicated, but before anyone else could react, Zhu Luan had already spoken again with an expressionless face.

"But if you are going to be injured in the meridians, I and this girl will really die after that."

The girl's voice was light, but extremely clear.

"Now, immediately, right now, right here."

Zhu Luan stared at the young man on the high platform without any hesitation.

"I do what I say."