Youyuan Wudangtai

The sunlight shines through the clouds like fish swimming in the sky, enveloping the entire Wudang Platform in a bright light.

Zilian and Youyuan Jiaochen came out from two opposite directions, carved with fine patterns of blue brick and stone slabs, as if they had a faint fairy aura slowly diffused.

Zi Lian took a few steps forward, the young man's handsome face was full of vitality and vitality, full of confidence like bright sunshine.

At this time, a few of the children of the Youyuan clan who had not yet played were talking in a low voice. Youyuan Division: "Hey, Mu'er, look at it, this first game is the 'Killing String Kill' against that Zilian, I heard that he is very powerful, but this is also ......" "Don't say it, the next one is more exciting, the first child of the Youyuan clan, the battle against the 'daughter of Wudangtai'!" Youyuan Si nodded and said, "That's right, and that 'daughter of Wudangtai', I heard that she is decent, why did she become the 'daughter of Wudangtai', it seems that it is because of some sacrifice ......."

Before Yu Yuansi finished speaking, Yao's cold gaze was like staring at the prey in the dark, and it seemed that countless cold snakes had climbed up the back...... Yutoji turned his head stiffly, smiled at her, and honestly didn't speak.

Youyuan Jiaochen stepped on the stone brick with a faint fairy aura unhurriedly, and a kind of confidence overflowed on his cheeks like rising seawater. His bangs are long and finely chopped, which always gives people a messy feeling.

The corners of his mouth were raised high, and his sharp white teeth glowed like silver-white star shavings. He slowly stretched out a hand, slender fingers as if manipulating something in the air. Youyuan Jiaochen smiled tall and said, "What? Any last words? ”

Suddenly, the air seemed to freeze, and suddenly it became silent, like a village without people exuding a dead silence in an empty valley.

"Poof!" Zi Lian suddenly broke this silence, he held his stomach, bent over, and laughed so much that tears came out, and said: "Hey, I, I'm really, the first time I've seen someone like you." Let's say it first, you are so arrogant and empty-eyed, if you lose in a while, you will be slapped in the face. ”

Yu Yuan Jiaochen gently caressed something in the air, his eyes slightly half-closed, the flowing luster in the sunlight like the light of the moonlight lingering on the dark gray sand.

Suddenly, "boom-" suddenly reflected a pale silver glow in the sun's rays, like tiny silver swimming fish floating in the air. At this time, Zi Lian staggered forward a few steps suddenly, as if he was being pushed by an invisible big hand in the air, which seemed a little unnatural.

The fog dissipated, and Zilian's black cloth was covered with dust, like an old man in distress lying in the corner.

Jiaochen raised his head proudly, looking arrogant, he laughed complacently and said, "What? Want to stand up? No way! My strings, capable of emitting almost equal to daylight, can't see it no matter how you lens! I'm a word of advice, it's better to admit defeat early! ”

Zilian was lying on the hard stone slab, he saw through the sparse dust that had just settled, and saw the appearance of Jiaochen's arrogant sky, and sneered. The fine crimson lines slowly spread to the side of his face little by little, and suddenly, his pupils tightened, and the red fine lines suddenly swelled to the size of a blood vessel, covering them distortedly. The dark red mist slowly rose up like a precursor to the wanton slaughter of the crimson beasts, and it was chilling.

Jiaochen unconsciously took a step back, and his demeanor, which had just been empty, dissipated without a trace at this moment. Now he is like a lost dog who has just been frightened.

Jiaochen's pupils were like a small swimming snake, and fear seemed to be scratching at him in his heart, like breeding, a crooked tree.

Suddenly, from Zi Lian, a pitch-black mist enveloped the entire Wudang Platform almost instantly, like a night that suddenly fell, and as if it was suddenly swallowed into the mouth of a giant beast.

A few of the disciples couldn't sit still, they whispered to each other...... "Hey, how did he do it......" "We don't have this trick in our course." ”……

At this moment, in the darkness, a few thin lines like snake scales swimming in the air were clearly presented in front of everyone's eyes.

Kyaukchen suddenly realized this, his pupils dilated, as if he was about to squeeze his eyes out, panic and indescribable fear, like unjust ghosts intertwined and entangled him, and like a raging flood, suddenly crushed his small and fragile self-confidence.

Zi Lian smiled, and several clusters of clear ice blades quickly condensed in the air, "whoosh-whoosh-" twice, and the ice blades were like sharp swords hanging in the air, agilely cutting the strings glowing with silver-white light, and also cutting off Kyaukchen's small hope.

Zi Lian slowly stood up and showed a smug smile, he turned around and said, "What? That's all your string killing skills. ”

Those present exclaimed.

Jiaochen's hands trembled uncontrollably, he looked at Zilian who stood up at this moment like a devil, and he trembled and said, "You, you, how could you ......"

Zilian squinted at him, smiled, and said, "Didn't you say it, 'it's about the same as the sun'......"

The dark fog gradually dissipated, and the bright rays of sunlight shone in, as if the dark night was turning into bright day little by little.

Kyaukchen's voice trembled, huge beads of sweat hung on his forehead, and his look of horror seemed to shatter his dark gray eyes. He stammered, "What...... What ......"

Zi Lian gently licked his slightly cold fingertips and said, "Alas, it's really arrogant." He shrugged his shoulders and continued, "But, someone like you who has given up all his spirit...... If someone breaks your string killing technique......"

He stopped, and saw Kyaukchen crouching down on the verge of collapse, holding his head and trembling uncontrollably. Zi Lian took a few steps forward, came to him, and continued, "You can only wait for death." ”

"What ————" Zilian's trembling pupils widened, as if he had thrown a weak chick into the cold ice water. His brows were locked together, his silver-gray eyes shimmering like fish scales had jumped out of the water, and he stared at his arm tightly, small beads of sweat seeping out of his skin, like droplets of water that had just been splashed.

A sinister smile flashed at the childishness of a young man, his chilling gaze like a predator staring complacently at its prey. Jiaochen said: "Hmph, you can't move now, even ...... You can't even move a finger! ”

Zi Lian's silver-gray pupils seemed to fly quickly through a few beams of light like blades, and he said, "You...... Actually......! ”

"Hmph, what? How? Could it be ...... Don't you allow anyone to learn to kill? Oh yes, out of a hundred people, there are almost no people who can cultivate, and under this almost impossible probability, I just cultivated! So what!? Kyaukchen's eyes widened, and his dark gray pupils were filled with a bright light, like white flames flickering in his eyes.

Zilian hung his head weakly, he couldn't move at all when he was restrained, he snorted coldly, smiled, raised his head stiffly, and said, "That's right, I forgot." Forgot, the string killing technique is a forbidden technique. But what? Why do so many people take the risk to repair? You're too, but ...... You must have given up your spirit......"

"You!!" Jiaochen's eyes widened, almost popping out of his eyes, his arms trembling uncontrollably, cold sweat already spreading to his temples.

Soon, his face calmed down again, and he sneered and said, "It's just as you said, but...... So what? I, whether I cut the soul or not, what does it have to do with you! I gave up my soul and got the string kill, and that was also my willingness! ”

The sky was getting darker, like a low cloud that was about to crush everything on the ground.

Looking at Zi Lian, who was bound by him and couldn't move, he smiled arrogantly and raised his hand gently, Zi Lian's originally long body turned out to be like a withered residual leaf being swept up by the autumn wind, he couldn't move, just hung in the air, like a tired egg. Then, with a slam of his hand, Zilian's body slammed into the stone pillar, raising a vague mist.

Kyaukchen shook his body violently, he grabbed his head tightly, and said, "Yes, yes, I can only wait for death." ”

Zi Lian frowned slightly, looked at the broken string, and lay crookedly on the ground, glowing with a slightly dim light.

Jiaochen smiled tremblingly, he raised his head, and said, "I'm just a waste, my qualifications are like this, and I can actually cultivate immortals?" Joke! What a joke! ”

The clouds gathered as if they were the sighs of the gods, a farewell to throw fate into the dark abyss.

He smiled, hot tears running down his cheeks, and once, no matter how bright and beautiful it was, it had been ruined. He lowered his head again and said to himself: "I, once, I didn't know how to move spirits, not at all, and I didn't know where my spiritual veins were for three years...... Am I really, my qualifications are extremely poor? But, that's what I'm like me, I, I also have pursuits, so ...... I gave up all my spirit, that little one that was pitiful...... I'm the one who has this string kill, this ...... The only thing that gives me a sense of accomplishment ...... But now, it's all in vain! All of them!! ”

"Boom—" The deafening thunder drowned out his last roar. Zilian stood in front of him, and the ice blade suspended in the air fell to the ground with a "ding-bell-" sound. He only said three words: "Throw in the towel." ”

……

"I now announce that the first game, Shen Zilian, won. The next one, Youyuan Yao, Youyuan Siyi. The Youyuan Yao Imperial Sword was suspended in the air and said.

The raindrops kept falling, like thousands of crystal clear jewels from the heavenly realm, falling on this Wudang platform that lingered with immortal energy all year round.

Siyi's silver-white robe, like a waterfall of star chips, was gently held up in the wind and rain, like a little slender spot of light slowly floating. A slender white jade flute around his slender waist is particularly eye-catching. The faint blue light mist around him was like the scattered stars floating slowly, and the light blue light rotated slowly around Siyi.

Under his dense and soft eyelashes like angel wings, his translucent eyes were like a pool of amber lakes, and there were a little ripples of light...... It was as if it was covered with a smooth surface mask, and the pearl-like luster kept flowing, mixed with a trace of blue spiritual power......

On the other side, Youyuan Yao twisted her neck and let out a "cluck, cluck." On her slender ankles, silver bells with intricately carved patterns collided with each other, making a faint sound that was close to magic, and the blue-white gown was blown by the surging air currents like a flower constantly swinging in the air. The extremely fine and pale red lines silently spread little by little to her ankle, and then slowly crawled to her calves, as if alive, twisted and covered, more and more dense.

The water droplets fell onto the Wudang platform, splashing a clear splash.

The two spiritual forces in the air collided and rubbed against each other, and the air was frozen in this tense atmosphere. At this time, Yu Yuanyao leaped into the air with a swift leap. Her pupils tightened suddenly, and the spiritual power on the back of her hand skyrocketed, quickly covered by dense and tiny lines. Thousands of transparent blades quickly appeared in the air, like the sharp and uncountable fangs of the behemoth's mouth, and like the dense web woven by a giant spider.

In the next second, these blades as dense as raindrops, "whoosh-" all shot towards Siyi quickly in the same second, and shot quickly.

The mist of light swirling around Siyi swirled in an instant, soaring into the air, like a tornado mixed with light.

The converging blades collided with the storm of spiritual power that surged in an instant, and they all bounced open. Youyuan Yao gritted her teeth, red bloodshot was already in the whites of her eyes, and the dense lines were just like a hidden evil beast, devouring her little by little———— red and fine lines had already spread to her neck. Suddenly, a large amount of red mist appeared around her, and those mist stabbed at Siyi like slender needles.

Siyi's amber pupils flashed with a beam of light like a sharp spear blade, and the spiritual storm above his head suddenly dissipated. The red needle mist was like a deadly stinger, and it flew towards him. The moment Redthorn was about to touch him, he did a nimble sideflip, like a dancer in the rain, red needle mist just cutting through his long flowing white hair.

Seeing the situation, Yu Yuanyao frowned, and flew straight towards Siyi, the slender blade of the sword shimmering with cold light in the hazy rain, like an evil dragon lurking in the cold sea.

The rain was still falling, and Zi Lian's hand was clenched tightly into a fist, trembling slightly. His silver-white pupils were firmly fixed on Siyi on the stage. Tiny droplets swirled on his thick eyelashes, but he still didn't blink.