After Xiao Ya saw that she and Zhou Shixuan's masters all agreed to the competition between them, her face gradually became very cold. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhou Shixuan silently drew out her long sword, Xiao Ya took out her long sword and glanced at Jiang Pingchuan who was leaning on the recliner.

"If you lose, marry that beggar," Xiao Ya squinted her eyes and looked at Zhou Shixuan in front of her, and said coldly.

Zhou Shixuan's face changed, and the fingertips holding the hilt of the sword turned slightly white.

"Xiao Ya is talking nonsense," Elder Jing twisted his brows and looked at Xiao Ya and said coldly.

Elder Chun, who was standing beside Elder Jing, also wrinkled his brows and looked at Elder Jing beside him.

"Elder Jing, don't be angry, I'm just joking with my junior sister, if you're unhappy, my junior sister wins me, it's a big deal for me to marry that beggar."

Xiao Ya looked at Elder Jing with a smile and said softly, Elder Jing looked at Xiao Ya and snorted coldly.

Elder Chun looked at Xiao Ya with reproachful eyes, and Xiao Ya raised her eyebrows at Elder Chun and smiled.

"Don't talk nonsense," Zhou Shixuan looked at Xiao Ya and said softly.

Xiao Ya hooked the corners of her mouth and brandished the long sword in her hand towards Zhou Shixuan.

As soon as the two of them came into contact with the people around them, they could feel the strong murderous aura in them, and what Jiang Pingchuan saw in Zhou Shixuan's swordsmanship was the ever-changing in flexibility.

Zhou Shixuan's attack seemed to be gentle, but there was a strong murderous aura contained in the gentle sword aura, just like a snake that looked docile and handsome.

On the surface, it looks harmless to humans and animals, but it contains deadly fangs, Jiang Pingchuan looked at Xiao Ya.

Xiao Ya's sword style is the opposite of Zhou Shixuan, Xiao Ya's attack is very fast, like a tanuki with infinite vitality.

Quickly twisted his body, attacked quickly, and every time he stabbed his sword, he stabbed towards Zhou Shixuan's death hole.

The confrontation between the two at the beginning was not high, but Jiang Pingchuan's eyes slowed down the swordsmanship of the two infinitely.

Jiang Pingchuan found that Xiao Ya's sword moves changed very quickly, while Zhou Shixuan's counterattack was more of a passive defense.

Zhou Shixuan always followed Xiao Ya's rhythm to fight back against Xiao Ya, and Xiao Ya invisibly took the initiative in this competition.

Every time she attacks Zhou Shixuan, she can predict the direction in which Zhou Shixuan will fight back, and she may not be able to see anything now.

However, when Xiao Ya pulled up her own attack on Zhou Shixuan, Zhou Shixuan would be caught off guard by Xiao Ya's beating.

When Jiang Pingchuan looked at the stands, he saw a satisfied smile on Elder Chun's face, and Elder Jing's expression didn't seem to be in a hurry.

Jiang Pingchuan felt that it was impossible for Elder Jing not to see that his apprentice was at a disadvantage, since Elder Jing was so calm.

Jiang Pingchuan felt that Zhou Shixuan must have a move in the back that could turn the situation around.

Jiang Pingchuan drank the liquor in his hand and watched Zhou Shixuan keep changing his moves.

It's just that Jiang Pingchuan didn't find the slightest move that could make Zhou Shixuan turn defeat into victory, and looked at Xiao Ya's counterattack against Zhou Shixuan as if she was dealing with an ordinary person.

Suddenly, Zhou Shixuan suddenly turned around and completely exposed his back in front of Xiao Ya, Jiang Pingchuan looked stunned and didn't understand Zhou Shixuan's approach.

Everyone present also looked dazed, and sure enough, Xiao Ya grabbed this flaw in Zhou Shixuan and violently attacked Zhou Shixuan's back.

At this time, Zhou Shixuan, who turned around, suddenly made a move, and some of the people present suddenly realized that they smiled and nodded secretly.

They seemed to understand the intention of Zhou Shixuan's move, but Jiang Pingchuan was still drinking wine and shaking his head, he still didn't understand Zhou Shixuan's actions.

Zhou Shixuan deliberately gave Xiao Ya a flaw, and Xiao Ya happened to kill Zhou Shixuan's flaw.

Just when Xiao Ya approached Zhou Shixuan, Zhou Shixuan's body actually forcibly moved a little forward.

And this little distance just dodged Xiao Ya's sword, Zhou Shixuan turned around and waved the long sword in his hand towards Xiao Ya, Xiao Ya's face changed slightly, and the corners of her mouth raised to shoot back at Zhou Shixuan.

"Stupid, so I showed my flaws, but I almost lost my life," Jiang Pingchuan muttered to himself while lying on the recliner.

A disciple standing beside Jiang Pingchuan suddenly made a move, and put the long sword in his hand on Jiang Pingchuan's neck.

Jiang Pingchuan calmly looked at the competition platform with his face, the disciple frowned, Jiang Pingchuan looked at the female disciple in front of him and raised his eyebrows.

"There are a total of thirty-six styles of the Shocking Cloud Sword, Zhou Shixuan only learned the thirty-six styles, but she didn't learn to use it, she looks like but has no spirit, she still has a long way to go if she wants to use the true power of the Shocking Cloud Sword," Jiang Pingchuan squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice.

Jiang Pingchuan's voice was not loud, but as soon as he spoke, everyone around him heard Jiang Pingchuan's words.

Elder Jing and Elder Chun's faces also changed slightly, and few people in the Rain Clan knew what Zhou Shixuan's cultivation sword technique was.

Jiang Pingchuan said that he had to shock them, and Elder Jing looked at Jiang Pingchuan with his eyebrows.

The woman standing next to Jiang Pingchuan slowly withdrew her long sword, and she looked at Jiang Pingchuan in front of her with an incredulous face.

She is Zhou Shixuan's junior sister, so she naturally knows the swordsmanship that her senior sister cultivates, and Zhou Shixuan once told her that she only learned the shape of the Shocking Cloud Sword.

But he can't learn the god of the Shocking Cloud Sword, and no matter how skilled he is, no matter how skilled he is, he is just imitating the swordsmanship, and he has never been able to understand the true meaning of the swordsmanship.

"Falling rain twenty-four styles, those who learn have intentions, those who teach have no intention, demigods and half-imitations, the power has been reduced in nine cities, but the first twelve styles mixed with the Luo Shen Butterfly Sword can crush people, chaotic, and there is not the slightest sword qi at all" Jiang Pingchuan looked at Xiao Ya, who was attacking rapidly, and said in a deep voice.

Xiao Ya on the competition platform looked stunned after hearing Jiang Pingchuan's words, and the sword in her hand was almost picked off by Zhou Shixuan.

Xiao Ya's face changed, she gritted her teeth and kicked Zhou Shixuan's body, and when Zhou Shixuan retreated, Xiao Ya turned around and flew in front of Jiang Pingchuan.

Xiao Ya rubbed the long sword in his hand against Jiang Pingchuan's neck, and Jiang Pingchuan's neck was stabbed by Xiao Ya with a trace of blood.

"That's not how the seventh style of the Huan Wash Sword Technique is used to break through the air," Jiang Pingchuan looked at Xiao Ya in front of him and said coldly.

After speaking, he picked up a wooden stick from the ground beside him, and Jiang Pingchuan took the wooden stick and knocked the long sword on his neck.

Xiao Ya looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a cold face, Jiang Pingchuan burped and staggered to his feet and looked at Xiao Ya.

"Attack me with the last form of the Falling Rain Twenty-Four Style," Jiang Pingchuan squinted his eyes and looked at Xiao Ya and said softly.

Xiao Ya's face sank, the long sword in his hand suddenly soared, and the ten thousand sword shadows killed Jiang Pingchuan, Jiang Pingchuan stood in place and looked at Xiao Ya quietly.

At the moment when Xiao Ya made a move, the sword in her hand suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, and the wooden stick in Jiang Pingchuan's hand left a red mark on Xiao Ya's slender and white hand.

"Senior sister, I have conceded" (to be continued.) )