Duan Leng was dressed in black, and the cut was very right, and this capable outfit matched with his young and cold face, which added a bit of handsomeness.

These days, not only has the scars on his body been completely healed, but he has even improved a lot in cultivation, and he is close to the second order of the cultivation stage.

Opposite him was Shangguan Xiaoye, who was dressed in fluttering clothes and had an expressionless face.

On her beautiful face, there was a layer of cold aura, and she was looking at Duan Leng with great solemnity.

Until now, there is finally an opponent in front of her who is truly worthy of attention!

The other party looks younger than her, and he is far different from Yi Fengxing and the others before, he is the same as himself, he is a genuine ten-star color personality.

Although Duan Leng had just entered the cultivation stage, there was still a big gap between him and his own cultivation stage second-order, but so what? It is said that what a pure martial cultivator is best at is overstepping the level to defeat!

She had heard a long time ago that when Duan Leng was in the second order of the cultivator stage, he had crossed the level to defeat Ao Yin under the Lingyun Sect.

Shangguan Xiaoye looked at the other party quietly, and finally lightly opened his lips and said: "I think I should always remind you that this sword in my hand is called 'Wan Han,' which is the treasure of Donglan's Zhenzong, and its power is amazing, you should be careful." ”

After hearing her words, although Duan Leng's face remained unchanged, a trace of surprise finally flashed in his eyes.

He was silent for a moment, and then lightly arched his hand: "Thank you for telling me, I will be careful, you, just do your best!"

Between the words, he has already made his attitude clear.

Since the other party is honest first, he also answers with righteousness.

These words are to tell Shangguan Xiaoye that there is no need to have any scruples, because he has nothing to fear!

The crowd watching from the audience obviously couldn't hear what they were saying.

Bai Yi was very excited, and said to the cinnabar next to him: "Senior brother, you are a spiritual cultivator, these ears must be very bright, tell me, what are they muttering?"

Cinnabar glanced at his excited appearance speechlessly, and sneered: "What are you asking for? What does it have to do with what people say!"

"Look at what you said, I'm not curious!"

Bai Shantian said with a grimace: "Guess what Duan Leng will say is: 'Miss Shangguan, you are beautiful, and your cultivation is so high, can you get to know each other!'"

Cinnabar was about to spurt out a mouthful of old blood, and he turned his face away, and he didn't want to pay attention to him anymore.

On the competition platform, Shangguan Xiaoye listened to Duan Leng's answer, and only let out a soft "oh" in his mouth. Her face was still cold, but she had already moved!

She slowly stretched out the arm to the right, and the sword behind her immediately let out a groan, trembling a few times before coming out of its sheath.

A silvery-white light streaked through the air, like a white dragon, and appeared in her hand.

Duan Leng's body shook violently, and he clearly felt that there was a cold and murderous aura, bursting out from the position where Shangguan Xiaoye was standing, but it had already filled this martial arts platform in a moment.

His mind turned, and his body immediately reacted to the enemy.

Several black-gold veins spread like vines, wandering all over his body, and in a moment they had already wrapped all the skin on his body.

His stretched and slender arms were also shocked at this moment. A silver glow suddenly flickered. Then the two palm swords that seemed to loom also appeared in everyone's eyes.

Seeing this, Shangguan Xiaoye seemed to be unaware, and spoke again: "So, start?"

Duan Leng nodded slightly, and only replied with one word: "Okay." ”

As soon as his words fell, Shangguan Xiaoye's figure was suddenly lost in front of him.

At this moment, the other party's body was already soaring into the sky, and the "Wan Han" sword came out of his hand, rushing like lightning, with the momentum of opening mountains and breaking through the sea, and stabbed down directly from mid-air, and at the same time a clear voice sounded:

"Cracked Fingers!"

With this crisp shout, the place where Duan Leng was standing suddenly became white and frosty, as if it was falling like an ice cellar. This chilling chill directly enveloped this area, and the Ten Thousand Cold Sword made a burst of humming, stabbing towards Duan Leng's chest.

Duan Leng's body was up and down, and countless snow-white freezing spots suddenly appeared, and these white spots melted when they were heated, turning into speckled water droplets, hanging above the black-gold defense of his body.

He snorted coldly, his arms retreated, his feet paused a little, and the whole person was already like a cannonball, soaring into the sky.

The target he rushed towards was Shangguan Xiaoye's "Wan Han" sword.

Because the speed was too fast, the countless thin droplets of water were thrown on the ground!

In the eyes of all the audience, he had turned into a black shadow, wielding two Sen Bai's sharp palm swords, towards the "Wan Han" sword, and directly collided with each other.

"Zijin is not afraid to slash!"

"Boom!"

A deafening loud voice resounded around the arena. Countless shattered ice breaths were also thrown out in all directions along with the gray mist.

In the audience seats closest to the competition platform, many people have been hit by the breath of ice chips.

Many people saw the ice chips coming, and thought that it was all ordinary life spirit breath, and it was completely inappropriate, but once it touched the skin, it was like drinking ice water, goosebumps all over their bodies suddenly rose, and they shivered one after another.

In the VIP seats of the inner door elders, many people's faces also changed drastically.

No one would have thought that these two talented disciples of the ten-star color destiny would not have any transition at the beginning of the competition, and they would directly display their own tricks.

The winning moves that the two of them sacrificed separately were all the cultivation techniques of the "dry" scroll that they had realized in the Five Elements Secret Cave after they had entered the cultivation period.

The foxy woman in the ghost domain was still sitting next to Su Tong, the old man in the middle of the mountain and the abduction, and she was also shocked when she saw this scene, and covered her mouth with her hand and said:

"What's going on? Why did you do it in the first place?"

In the past few days, she has almost been familiar with all the disciples who participated in the "Ten Summit Martial Arts", especially the spiritual image records of the competition between Duan Leng and Shangguan Xiaoye, and she has watched it more than ten times.

This cold palm sword "Zijin is not afraid to slash," Shangguan Xiaoye's "falling finger cracked skin," but they are all equal to their killer weapons, how can they just start the game and use it directly?

She was surprised, "Why is that? Could it be that they plan to fight quickly?"

Su Tong obviously disagreed with her point of view, and opened his mouth to retort: "In the end, it is a small sect, and I can't see the doorway here." ”

The woman listened to his ridicule, but she didn't get angry, she only smiled and said, "What, old man Su, what do you see?"

Su Tong sneered: "Both of them are the best among the new disciples, and they are also rare strong opponents among the younger generation, but when the master fights, when weighing the weight, he must take advantage of it first!"

He narrated: "The so-called momentum is to suppress the opponent in momentum at the beginning of the battle, and once there is the slightest suppression, it is equivalent to half of the matter. That's why they choose the most direct way to show their best tricks. ”

"I see," the woman said suddenly, "then which of them has a better chance of winning, depending on your age?"

"Half a catty and eight taels, no equal!"

Su Tong twisted his beard and said: "If you talk about martial arts cultivation, this Shangguan Xiaoye is naturally slightly better, but in terms of will and fighting spirit, I am only afraid that Duan Leng will be a little stronger." ”

He said with a solemn face: "Don't forget, he is a pure martial cultivator, not to mention his solid foundation, and pure martial cultivators have always been known to be invincible at the same level, and he can even skip the level and kill back!"

"After talking for a long time, doesn't that mean that you didn't say it?"

The foxy woman rolled her eyes and said, "I just want to know which of the two of them can have the last laugh." ”