Whether it's cultivation or the artistic conception of kendo.

Murong Qingxue and that Holy Court Goddess were on par, and the fierce fight was naturally extraordinarily exciting.

At this moment, everyone was intoxicated by the dazzling sword light and beautiful figure of the second daughter, and they were deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves, as if they were not watching a sword competition, but a dance.

Whew!

Just after the two daughters fought fiercely for half an hour, they still didn't know the winner.

The Holy Court Priestess was obviously a little impatient, and said lightly: "Murong Qingxue, if you continue to compare like this, I don't know how long and what month we will fight, how about we decide the outcome with one move?"

Murong Qingxue said: "Yes!"

The Holy Court Priestess snorted coldly, and the whole person flew into the air, the sword crossed in front of the tall and proud Jade Maiden Peak, and the soft sword light like moonlight suddenly poured out, like silver light pouring out of the ground, beautiful!

"Yuehua Sword Technique, Crescent Moon Sky Chong!"

Rumble!

Countless silver sword lights poured out, turning into a huge crescent moon in front of the Holy Court Goddess in an instant!

Looking at that round of terrifying crescent moon sword rays, Murong Qingxue's beautiful eyes did not have the slightest fear, but were full of fighting spirit, and with a coquettish shout, the sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out, and countless cyan sword rays spun out, like a cyan lotus blooming.

"Qinglian Sword Technique!"

The cyan lotus flower suddenly shone brightly, and greeted the crescent moon.

One is like a flower, the other is like a moon!

The second daughter is not only beautiful in appearance, but also full of gorgeous beauty in the swordsmanship she cultivates.

However, everyone knows that under this beauty, it is full of terrifying murderous intentions.

No matter which side's swordsmanship is supernatural, it is enough to kill a Holy Lord!

Thundered!

The cyan lotus flower collided with that crescent moon!

The brilliant blue light and silver light instantly intertwined together, turning into a brilliant sea of light, and in the sea of light, terrifying sword intent raged, and sharp sword qi crisscrossed each other.

After a while.

The cyan lotus seemed to have the upper hand, and the brilliant blue light overshadowed the silver light in an instant, shattering the round of crescent moon.

Of course, the cyan lotus has also weakened a lot because of this.

The Holy Court Goddess snorted, her delicate body trembled, a trail of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were shocked: "How is it possible, you can actually defeat my Crescent Moon Sky Chong!"

Murong Qingxue snorted lightly and said lightly: "Although it is also a mid-grade swordsmanship, my sword dao artistic conception is above yours, so of course you can't be my opponent, Your Highness the Goddess, you have already been defeated." ”

The Holy Court Goddess's face turned pale for a while, and then she bit her lower lip and said: "I have long heard that the Heavenly Lady of the Holy Workshop is amazing and peerless, and now when I see it, it is really extraordinary, and the little girl admires it." ”

The Holy Court Priestess is also a person who is willing to gamble and lose, and after admitting defeat to Murong Qingxue, she fell generously outside the battle platform.

Indeed, she is not ashamed to lose to Murong Qingxue, the proud daughter of the sky.

Seeing Murong Qingxue's victory, a burst of cheers suddenly erupted in the square.

Murong Qingxue was already extremely popular in the Holy Domain, and now that she has shown such terrifying strength, of course she will attract a large number of fans.

Even the Holy Court Saint Son didn't have the slightest anger, looking at Murong Qingxue's eyes, there was a hint of heat, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't seem to feel the slightest anger and annoyance because his sister was defeated.

"What a beautiful, cold and arrogant, and extremely talented woman, I didn't expect that there would be such a peerless woman in the Holy Domain, Murong Qingxue, I have to say that you have aroused the interest of this Holy Son. ”

Seeing the goddess admit defeat, Murong Qingxue also breathed a sigh of relief, but there was no trace of pride on her cold face, but there was a trace of solemnity.

Although she defeated the goddess, she also used the strongest technique, the Qinglian Sword Technique, to barely win, it is conceivable that if she encounters the Holy Son who is more powerful than the goddess, then who will win and who will lose is still something that is not yet known.

When Murong Qingxue was thinking nonsense, she felt something, and subconsciously looked sideways, only to see Yi Qiu looking at her with a concerned look.

Murong Qingxuefang's heart flowed warmly, and she shook her head to indicate that she was fine.

Seeing this, Yi Qiu relieved himself and withdrew his gaze.

In this way, both battles have ended.

The Divine Maiden and Duan Xinghe were defeated by Murong Qingxue and Yi Qiu respectively.

Coupled with Zhao Madtian and the Holy Court Saint Son, on the battle platform, there were suddenly only four figures left.

"It was a great competition, and the performances of several people were amazing. ”

After Sikong Xingyue sighed, he said: "But there is only one position of the sword leader, so only the strongest person can become the last laughing smile, and then among the four of you, the two will face off." ”

After Sikong Xingyue finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and suddenly two more battle platforms disappeared.

One is Zhao Madtian, and the other is Murong Qingxue!

Obviously, in the next competition, the two of them must choose the opponent to challenge.

Murong Qingxue bit her lower lip, a little hesitant.

One is the man she loves.

The other is the Son of the Holy Court, who is recognized as the most powerful.

How should she choose?

After thinking about it for a moment, Murong Qingxue resolutely appeared in front of the Holy Son of the Holy Court, obviously choosing the terrifying Holy Son as his opponent.

Seeing this scene, the crowd was in an uproar, as if they didn't expect Murong Qingxue to choose the Holy Court Son as their opponent.

You know, any normal person will not hesitate to choose Yi Qiu.

After all, it is not difficult for anyone with a discerning eye to see that among these two, the Holy Court Son is obviously stronger, and it is terrifying!

On the contrary, it is Yi Qiu, and the cultivation is the lowest.

"Damn, how did Senior Sister Murong choose that Holy Son, doesn't she want to advance to the next round?"

"Yes! Senior Sister Qingxue Bing Xue is smart, how could she be so confused. ”

When several Holy Fang disciples saw this scene, they all became anxious for Murong Qingxue.

And that Murong Qingxue's master, the Qinglian Holy King, even had a trace of anger flashing in his beautiful eyes, and said in a gloomy voice: "This idiot, could it be that she took the wrong medicine to challenge that Holy Son, didn't she see which Holy Son was terrible? With her strength, it is impossible for that Holy Son to be the opponent at all!"

The Qinglian Saint King was annoyed in her heart, you must know that she still hopes that Murong Qingxue can win the championship this time, even if she can't get the sword leader, it is also a good thing to have the opportunity to comprehend the inheritance of the Holy Ancestor Sword Emperor.

But this girl actually chose an invincible opponent in the second round, isn't this her own death?

Not only her, but also the people present, no one understood Murong Qingxue's behavior.

Only Yi Qiu understood that the fairy's wife didn't want to be an opponent with him, let alone face him with a sword.

Yi Qiu felt a trace of bitterness in his heart, and muttered to himself: "Fairy wife, thank you, I won't let you down." ”