Mo Xiaoxiao's stick shadow swept through thousands of armies, and the flowers gathered by hundreds of sound waves instantly shattered and became invisible.

Qu Qiushui's face turned pale, this exercise consumed a lot, and she already had signs of spiritual qi exhaustion. But she still flew in the air, constantly plucking the strings with her bare hands, and the faster she plucked, countless red flowers sprinkled in the misty strings, like a goddess scattering flowers, all rushing towards Mo Xiaoxiao.

Her spirit beast, the white lion, also roared, its huge claws slapping the ground, its mane standing on end, and its eyes wide with rage.

Mo Xiaoxiao was a little upset by these countless sound waves, her ears rang wildly, and the lion's roar carried a strong energy, which resonated with her blood, and shocked her heart suddenly, wanting to break out of her chest. The pain in my mind is also like a pinprick in my mind, and although I am accompanied by a hosta flower, I also feel very uncomfortable.

Mo Xiaoxiao lowered his head and glanced at his hand, the tiger's mouth was a little numb, and blood dripped down his fingertips.

Feeling that the aura in his body was dissipating with the sound wave, Mo Xiao said that it was not good, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand was swung out again, and the first style of the Guiyuan Sword Technique was practiced again and again.

At the same time, she also used the starry rain stick to cooperate with the autumn wind to constantly sweep, a stick and a sword to cooperate seamlessly, and in an instant, the entire dueling arena was full of wind and drizzle.

Mo Xiaoxin remembered a sentence in his heart, the wind and rain were sudden.

The gusts of autumn wind brought up by the stick swept across the hundred flowers, and the place where the Qingfeng Sword passed through the rain was even more shattered.

Qu Qiushui's face turned pale, but she also looked at Mo Xiaoxiao as if she was trying to persevere, so she refused to let go.

With a movement of her hand, thousands of silver quills were spilled again.

Mo Xiaoxiao leaned around, spun in mid-air, jumped back like a carp, and threw out a cloak at the same time, which was also one of the vestments she bought, and the defensive effect was not bad.

The cyan cloak and the dress on her body were originally a set, and many old plums were embroidered with brown spirit threads, which looked dignified and delicate. As soon as the cloak was unfurled, it turned into a flag, rolled left and right, and the white light on it was faint, and countless silverquill were forced to change their trajectory and crash into the cloak.

Mo Xiaoxiao's hand shook, the cloak was withdrawn, but countless silver quills fell on the ground.

Qu Qiushui's spirit beast White Lion was a third-order spirit beast, and it had already opened its spiritual intelligence, and its eyes rolled, and it circled behind Mo Xiaoxiao, opened its bloody mouth towards her, and another roar swept over the sky.

Mo Xiaoxiao stumbled, this kind of sound wave is really unguardable.

However, she didn't want to be too ruthless, she was also a little annoyed, she turned her left hand, and a backhand of the Tianxing Falling Rain Stick in her hand knocked heavily on the back of the white lion, and at the same time grabbed it, grabbed the neck of the white lion, and flew on its back.

The white lion was a little annoyed by the stranger, and his body rolled and ran, trying to throw off the person on his back.

Mo Xiaoxiao secretly added a yellow demonic power in his hand, blocking the neck of the white lion.

The white lion was startled and almost escaped from the air**, but it quickly stabilized, and it didn't roar anymore, nor did it roll around, but a pair of eyes rolled around, not knowing what it was thinking.

"Uh, that, you're?"

Ai Ai asked.

Mo Xiaoxiao smiled at it with an unfathomable smile.

The white lion was shocked, as if he had an understanding, and his big head was excited, but he quickly pretended to be nothing, and scratched his paws slightly, digging the ground that did not exist in mid-air, and seemed to be very reluctant to be held by Mo Xiaoxiao, while taking Mo Xiaoxiao to quickly avoid Qu Qiushui's sonic flower rain, while persuading her a little vaguely: "My lord, you, you better go back quickly, it's not fun to show people through!" ”

Mo Xiaoxiao listened to its voice, the child's voice was curling, crisp and pleasant, but it was a little rough, it should be a boy in the voice change period, and smiled at it: "Don't worry, I have my own plans." ”

The white lion didn't dare to say more, it had made a spirit beast contract with Qu Qiushui, and it couldn't betray its master, and its ideas were also easy to detect by Qu Qiushui, so he had to pretend to resist, Mo Xiaoxiao knew that it was also embarrassed, and slapped it on the back, but in fact, it only took a little strength, the sound of blood mist and bone cracking was fake, the white lion was very clever, he raised his head and roared angrily, and then fell down, crawling on the ground softly, looking like he couldn't get up.

Qu Qiushui thought that the white lion was injured, but she knew that Mo Xiaoxiao had killed Chu Xinyao's spirit beast blood snake, and she was afraid that her spirit beast would also be killed, this white lion was very rare, and it happened to coincide with her exercises, and it was difficult to find another one after she died, so she hurriedly transmitted the message to it and let it hide aside to heal.

The white lion was ordered, and slowly crawled on the ground to a corner on the edge of the dueling arena, watching the battle between the two women.

Qu Qiushui saw that the white lion was defeated, and she had lost a lot of help, and her aura was also exhausted, if it weren't for the support of the spirit pill and spirit stone, she would have been unable to support it for a long time. But although she knew that she couldn't fight for a long time, she also knew that she didn't have the strength to fight quickly, so she became even more anxious in her heart. If you want to admit defeat, you will feel that you have lost face.

Here, Mo Xiaoxiao was also fed up with Qu Qiushui's scratching sound waves, a sword and a stick in his left and right hands, the wind and rain suddenly intersected again, the silver-blue light of the stars, and the sword rain of goose yellow and willow green intertwined to form a gorgeous aura fluctuation, until it exploded in the rain of thousands of flowers, and the huge aura storm exploded directly The space formation in the field was unstable and shook for a while.

However, the monks who were nervously watching the battle situation on all sides only saw countless silver-blue, blue-yellow, and red spiritual qi exploding together, as if an unusually brilliant spiritual rain had fallen, and it was incomprehensible in beauty.

A monk looked at it in a daze, and said to himself for a while: "The girls are better looking at the fights than the big men." ”

The people next to him burst out laughing when they heard it.

And Qu Qiushui was originally in mid-air, far away from the battlefield, only using the pipa to attack from afar, but even so, his face was pale by the aura storm, and his body almost fell.

Before she could reflect it, Mo Xiao's body had already shot over like an arrow from the string, and the movement was not for fun, she was not a person who only sought fancy, but not practical moves.

It's all about charging up for the strongest blow right now.

Mo Xiaoxiao held his hands together, and a layer of green sword light was cut on the Jade Qingfeng Sword in his hand, and the sword body was more than doubled.

Mo Xiaoxiao kicked his feet, his body rose into the air, but his hands slashed down in reverse.

Qu Qiushui was shocked and raised the pipa, and the red light flashed on it, which turned out to be a magic weapon for combining attack and defense.

Mo Xiaoxiao was like Mount Tai pressing down, and Qu Qiushui at the bottom held the pipa with both arms, resisting the power of the sword.

The countless fireworks over there have not yet dispersed, and the two of them here have revealed their figures, Mo Xiaoxiao's body stopped about three feet from the ground, and Qu Qiushui has stepped into the depths of the ground with a pair of feet.

This is a ring with a high-level formation, and it was actually penetrated, which shows the skill of these two people!

The crowd was amazed.

Two wisps of blood overflowed from the corners of Qu Qiushui's mouth, taking advantage of his pretty white face, it looked a little poignant, and many monks who took pity on the jade couldn't bear it.

Mo Xiaoxiao drew his sword and left, Qu Qiushui stumbled, his feet didn't have time to pull out, and he fell to the ground. The lute in her hand broke in two, and several strings shook slowly.

After a while, Qu Qiushui lowered his eyes, "I admit defeat." ”

She knew in her heart that the other party had already left her mercy, otherwise she would really die here today.

After a while, thunderous applause rang out from all sides.