Fu Shiyin, who was angry, did not attack blindly and impulsively, and his palms wearing golden silk gloves went up and down, forming an encirclement, and the surrounding collapsed forces gathered in the palm of his hand, condensing a fireball the size of a walnut, spinning endlessly, the color became deeper and deeper, and the whole person was reflected by the light of the fireball.

On the other hand, Murong Qingshui, his whole body breath was restrained, there was no leakage at all, there was no sadness or joy in his expression, as if there were no waves in the ancient well, and he couldn't find a trace of emotional fluctuations, and the Heavenly Star Sword in his hand let out a slight trembling, as if it was issuing a dangerous warning.

Fu Shiyin's golden gloves pushed and sent her palms, and the fireball in her palm roared out like a burning meteorite, turning into a blood-colored fire phoenix along the way, with phoenix claws and flames, and the phoenix's mouth erupted, with a fierce momentum.

At the same time that Murong Qingshui slashed the blood-colored fire phoenix, Fu Shiyin's figure had already shot strangely, and the fingertips of a pair of golden silk gloves burst out from time to time with invisible blades, making a piercing "snort" sound, which made people's scalp tingle when they heard it.

The fire phoenix burst into the fire wave swept the two of them in, creating a ten-zhang high pillar of fire, this is the force effect to give birth to the fiery flame artistic conception, if no accident happens, it will be difficult for Murong Qingshui to get rid of it, and Fu Shiyin will not give her this opportunity, the invisible blade emitted by the golden silk glove continues to cut the opponent's body protection air shield.

Blood flowers continued to bloom in the pillar of fire, and everyone thought that it was the blood on Murong Qingshui's body, because this blazing artistic conception was created by Fu Shiyin, and she was the king among them, controlling everything.

Ahh

"This ...... How is it possible?" Fu Shiyin looked at his palms, blood continued to ooze from between the cracked golden silk gloves, how could this nine-rank king-level equipment be easily broken, unless the opponent's sword weapon was an emperor-level existence. Shocked to shocked, but he didn't forget that he was still fighting, his heart froze, and the spilled blood was wrapped in a dark red flame, and the blood suddenly condensed into a fiery red blade;

The pillar of fire disappeared, and Murong Qingshui's figure was suspended in mid-air, and was suddenly pulled by an invisible gravity, hitting the fiery blade directly, as if it was automatically sent up to seek death.

At the last moment, Fu Shiyin's ultimate killer move "Force Cutting" was displayed, which thrillingly locked the victory and retained the second honorable position. Everyone thought that there was no suspense in this battle, and Murong Qingshui's defeat was decided.

However, anything can happen at the last minute. Ten meters, five meters...... Murong Qingshui's figure continued to approach the fiery red blade, and the Heavenly Star Sword in his hand was choked out of its sheath, and at this moment, there seemed to be only one person and one sword left in heaven and earth, and there was nothing else. The human sword is one, integrated into a mysterious artistic conception, and it is one.

Poof! A little purple light flew out like a star, and it clicked on the fiery red blade with unmistakable accuracy, and the artistic conception of the force cutting was suddenly shattered and disappeared.

In the splash of sparks, a little purple star was castrated, and it shot straight towards Fu Shiyin's face, and the awe-inspiring murderous aura made the skin feel a strong tingling sensation.

It's just a little purple star, but it gives people a chaotic artistic conception of space, Fu Shiyin only feels that the vision in front of him is confused and distorted, and the sky is full of cold and bright starlight, so ethereal and floating, flickering, every starlight is full of murderous aura, which makes people feel a sense of despair that cannot be avoided.

This instantaneous evolution made Fu Shiyin's eyelids jump wildly, and a fear from the depths of her soul made her scalp tingle. Although she is not afraid of death, if a woman is autopsied by someone inch by inch, that is a more terrible "fear" than death, it is a human being, and it can never surpass "fear"!

The galaxy is reversed, thousands of stars pour down, and the revolving starlight seems to be bright and dazzling, but in fact, in the eyes of Fu Shiyin, who is trapped in it, it is starlight like a sword, each star exudes a murderous aura that seduces the soul and kills, and can burst out with thunderous power at any time.

Countless stars hovered around him, shining with a cold and bone-soaked luster, making every inch of skin on his body feel painful like a needle bayonet, and he was not in it, and he couldn't feel the horror of the artistic conception of "Jade Sword Shattered Star".

"I'm defeated!" Fu Shiyin half-knelt on the ground, chewed these words softly, a trace of gray color appeared in her eyes, and sighed, the previous glory passed away, and she lost all its brilliance.

Everyone in the city showed an incredible look, which was inevitably too dramatic, and the previous top Nie lost to the little girl who ranked ninety-seventh, which had already shocked everyone's eyes. Although he did not lose the first treasure, his aura was greatly lost.

As everyone knows, even Fu Shiyin, who ranked second, lost to Murong Qingshui, who ranked second-to-last, and lost it with the ultimate killing move, without any way to keep his hands. Let everyone realize a problem that subverts common sense, the ranking may not prove the strength of the real combat power. Especially those players who are at the top of the rankings, they are all consciously restrained, and they seem to be much more low-key.

"You are actually pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, if you fight again, I may not lose. Fu Shiyin said with unwillingness hatred, stood up from the ground, and couldn't help but vomit out a mouthful of blood, which was not caused by the injury in the body, but was angered, not only the dragon vein luck on his body was swallowed by Murong Qingshui, but also the shameful exchange of positions, his brain was clouded for a while, and his intuition was self-conscious.

Murong Qingshui smiled noncommittally, taking the opportunity to have a reasonable explanation for his behavior, "In fact, I was just a fluke. You didn't lose to me, you lost to yourself. The crux of the matter is that you underestimated my strength from the beginning, and didn't take this battle seriously, if you put all your heart and soul into dealing with it as soon as you came up, maybe I wouldn't even have a chance to show my mastery, and I would have been defeated. That's why your big boat will capsize in my small ditch, and you really lost a little unjustly. ＂

This translation was heard in everyone's ears, and they all felt reasonable, which was very in line with the situation at the time, Fu Shiyin's "force cutting" was supposed to lock the victory, but Murong Qingshui suddenly turned the tables and turned defeat into victory. There seems to be no more plausible explanation than to underestimate the enemy.

"Cut, do you believe this?" Senior Sister Fengxin snorted the corners of her mouth, "The strength of the two should be between the two of them, but that Murong Qingshui has a sword blade that is suspected to be a Horcrux, and the result is very different." ＂

"Yes, if you hadn't cut the opponent's golden gloves at the critical moment, I was afraid that I had been defeated by that trick "Force Cutting", and there would be a chance to turn the tables. The man from Chiyun Peak said.

"The grade of that golden silk glove is not low, it should be above the ninth rank king level, but it was so easily damaged, which shows the extraordinary nature of this sword. Another man from Ling Xiao Peak said thoughtfully.

"Senior brothers, don't think about it, whether it's a "Horcrux" or not, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you. The Leng Senior Sister snorted coldly with a frosty face: "Even if the candidates for each peak are assigned in place according to your agreement, the fourteen people who belong to my Bixue Peak, whether it is a dragon or a snake, a chicken or a phoenix, I Bixue Peak have all recognized it." And everything has been recorded with the Holy Crystal, if anyone wants to regenerate the incident for no reason, I am afraid that it will be difficult to explain to the Hall of Precepts after going back. ＂

These words are not for fun, the Discipline Hall of the Holy Mountain is definitely a place to talk about the change of color, even if the peak masters of each peak violate the laws and regulations of the Holy Mountain, it will be difficult to escape punishment, let alone these small personal disciples.

Among the seven peaks of the Holy Mountain, the number of Bixue Peaks is the weakest, and the disciples in the peak have always been cold-eyed and suppressed by the peaks, how can they be inferior to others, only forbearance and perfection, and retreat as much as possible in case of trouble, all of them have the attitude of calming things down, and over time, they have become objects that can be kneaded at will. That's why there will be a bunch of bottom goods shoehorned into Bixuefeng.

This Leng Senior Sister, named Leng Xuyue, has a personal strength cultivation that is absolutely weaker than the personal disciples of the various peaks, but in the face of the joint suppression of the other six peaks, it is also difficult to support alone, not only does not have any right to speak, and even the room for choice is deprived of gratuitous reasons, only by biting the silver teeth and swallowing it in the stomach, in short, such things are all Bixue Peak's continuous forbearance, and only then can they be able to keep each other safe.

As everyone knows, because of the words that Lu Suifeng conveyed with the secret method of sound transmission, maybe it was a woman's unique intuition, which made this Leng Xuyue junior sister have a kind of inexplicable trust, which will lead to what happened later.

But if you really analyze it carefully, how dare a person who has not officially entered the top 100 players in the Holy Mountain, and is still the kind of bottom-of-the-line goods, dare to play a personal disciple from the Holy Mountain, it is definitely asking for his own death. Moreover, what is even more bizarre is that the two sides are separated by a hundred meters, and a soundproof barrier is laid down, how can they know the content of the conversation of the people of the Seven Peaks. Just this method of transmitting sound into the secret, even if they are their own disciples, can only use it within ten meters, and the above points are superimposed together, which is enough to make people impressed.

Of course, these were all after Qingfeng's shocking defeat of Nie Xuankong, this Leng Xuyue junior sister was faintly awakened, and then there was an astonishing discovery that it was suspected to be a "Horcrux", coupled with Murong Qingshui's thrilling defeat of Fu Shiyin, who ranked second, everything seemed not so simple. One may be an accident, but the second is too far-fetched. It is even suspected that none of these people who are willing to be the bottom goods are fuel-efficient lamps, and they are likely to be a bunch of demons who are vain.

This Leng Xuyue junior sister suddenly had a feeling of being hit directly by a pie falling from the sky. Of course, what she could think of, how could the rest of the Six Peaks people not realize it, and with their always domineering style, they were bound to join forces again to exert pressure, and even carve up mercilessly, and not even one of them would be left to Bixue Peak.

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