At this time, Qin Tianjian looked around and said slowly: "Everyone, Hui Neng has won. ”

Hua Weiyang reacted, with a strange expression on his handsome and beveling face: "I didn't expect that the real way of Little Master Huineng turned out to be King Kong's incorruptible magic skill." ”

Huineng's skin had returned to tender white, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he laughed out loud: "Flower donor, seeing may not be believing." ”

Hua Weiyang shook his head: "The little monk's cultivation turned out to be King Kong's incorruptible divine skill, and I didn't lose unjustly." After he finished speaking, he bowed slightly, turned around and walked down the stands.

The little monk Huineng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled like a compassionate Arhat, and slowly walked back to the venue of the Rotten Ke Temple. He glanced slightly, saw Zhu Yanqing who had already stood up, and nodded at Zhu Yanqing.

Zhu Yanqing smiled slightly, and had already stepped into the ring. And in front of him, the senior sister Liu Fengjun of the Liu family was already standing on the stage.

Zhu Yanqing laughed: "Senior sister, please be merciful to your subordinates." ”

Liu Fengjun is a tall woman, wearing a bright green gown, like a new green elf in spring. She looked at Zhu Yanqing and smiled: "Senior brother said that I laughed, look at His Royal Highness Wang Qi, and then look at Senior Brother Huineng, I am also worried about myself." ”

The two have obviously known each other for a long time, and the more they chat, the happier they become: "Senior sister thinks too much, those two are real geniuses, and Yanqing is not as good as the two senior brothers and younger brothers." ”

Liu Fengjun smiled even more happily, his voice was like a silver bell, and his smile was beautiful and gentle: "I hope that the junior brother is not hiding any great magical powers, otherwise the senior sister will also ask the senior of the Qintian Supervision Division to pull it back." ”

One of them was quiet and elegant, the other was gentle as water, chatting very happily, laughter kept coming, and even the surname was omitted. It wasn't until the celebrant loudly announced the start that the two of them came to their senses.

Guan Mingyu couldn't help but scold secretly, there are really loving dogs everywhere.

Liu Fengjun stopped laughing and said, "Okay, junior brother, let's know martial arts first." ”

Zhu Yanqing nodded: "Then the junior brother is offended." ”

Liu Fengjun shook his head: "Where did the offense come from, junior brother, please do it first." "As a practitioner of the state of mind, it is a necessary etiquette to give way to the divine realm.

Zhu Yanqing's body moved, the long knife rose, and the silver-white knife light flashed, drawing a wonderful arc, crossing the sky with a fierce aura, and he arrived in front of Liu Fengjun in the blink of an eye.

Liu Fengjun screamed, and as soon as he lifted his body, he stepped forward as if he had broken away from gravity. With a flick of his wrist, the swordsmanship was as light as catkins, and a trace of it was wrapped around Zhu Yanqing's long knife. Her swordsmanship and body skills cooperate seamlessly with each other, and the whole person is even more light and elegant, like a dream.

Zhu Yanqing's complexion remained unchanged, his true qi ran all over his body, and his speed increased suddenly. At the moment when Liu Fengjun's swordsmanship approached the knife in his hand, the knife technique changed, and with the power of the confrontation with her, he suddenly changed his move, and slashed Liu Fengjun's waist with a knife. The power of this knife was very large, and the turbulent air flow whistled across Liu Fengjun's green skirt, making her whole person even more hazy.

Her complexion remained unchanged, and she stimulated the supernatural rune "Drunk Breeze", and in front of Zhu Yanqing's stirred air, she instantly seemed to merge into the breeze, like a drunken beauty, and her posture dissipated gracefully and hazy in front of Zhu Yanqing.

Zhu Yanqing returned the knife horizontally, and happened to catch the sword move that she suddenly stabbed at his back. Liu Fengjun couldn't hit it, his swordsmanship moved, and a force of collapse and flying was on Zhu Yanqing's knife. This power rotated and transmitted, and Zhu Yanqing's true qi in his hand turned continuously, which offset this force. And Liu Fengjun's body retreated, floating back like catkins.

The two of them stood still, and Liu Fengjun said with a smile: "The junior brother's 'Qiankun Knife' is really majestic, and it can learn from the sun and the moon. ”

"Where can it compare to the senior sister's willow leaf sword, yin and yang are reversed, and rigidity and softness are combined? ”

"Then why don't we try it, I'll take advantage of my junior brother once and try to bully the small?"

"Senior sister, although she makes a move, she has a lot of work in her hands, and there is nothing to say about winning or losing. ”

Liu Fengjun put away his smile, his steps were like climbing a ladder, and he appeared in front of Zhu Yanqing with lightning speed. She had already put away her smile, and in every move, she was already with an elegant and light spirit, and she was obviously full of firepower.

Her expression also became solemn, but her body was more elegant and fast, and the advantages of her body were undoubtedly revealed. In the previous few fights, Zhu Yanqing only clicked her sword twice from beginning to end.

As soon as her sword was shot, a silver-white sword light flashed, and the trajectory seemed to be hovering with green power, making it impossible to see through the real trajectory. Zhu Yanqing only felt that an artistic conception like a butterfly flying flotsam descended on him, oppressing his sword skills and true qi.

Zhu Yanqing stood with his sword in his hand, and under the operation of his true qi, the light of his mind burst out. He shouted, just like the ancient Confucian in the face of danger, he was not afraid under Liu Fengjun's mysterious and extremely fast swordsmanship, and a righteous momentum appeared on him, his sword technique did not dodge or dodge, and Liu Fengjun's spirit sword struck together.

He shouted again, the masculine and vast aura appeared again, the cold light on the sword body surged, and with the sound of wind and thunder that warded off all evils, he slashed at Liu Fengjun's spirit sword again.

Liu Fengjun's true qi turned, and the swordsmanship avoided the blade, but was instantly suppressed by this vast aura, even if her own cultivation was higher than Zhu Yanqing, and even to some extent, she could fuse the artistic conception with the true qi, the light of the mind, and the supernatural runes to form a real illusion, and this harmony was instantly broken, and the sword body was involuntarily suppressed.

She couldn't keep her hand anymore, feeling Zhu Yanqing's temperament from weak to strong, from Mingli to brave, and her swordsmanship changed again, and in the blink of an eye, countless sword shadows flickered in the time of the two of them.

Zhu Yanqing shouted again, his true qi flowed wildly in every corner of his body, and the sword shadow suddenly disappeared. He did not hesitate and slashed at Liu Fengjun for the third time.

Liu Fengjun put away his sword and pointed, not confronting him at all, and once again conjured up a sword shadow that was entwined like catkins, heavily wrapping Zhu Yanqing's knife. There was a clanging sound before he stopped the knife.

Zhu Yanqing didn't care about it, he stepped out in one step, landing like thunder, and slashed out for the fourth time after the long knife was withdrawn. His aura became more majestic and masculine, and his sword skills became more masculine.

Liu Fengjun restrained his smile, his body turned into You Yan, hovering and flying in every corner of the stage, the swordsmanship had turned into tens of thousands, and the entire stage was full of sword shadows. Zhu Yanqing didn't see all the swords, and swung his sword again to slash at an unknown angle.

The sound of the swords intersecting in a rapid and connected sound came, Liu Fengjun's wrist shook, changed his move again, and turned into a new green in Zhu Yanqing's consciousness.

Zhu Yanqing became more and more courageous the more he fought, he didn't care about the hovering figure and sword light, under the blessing of the Zhen Sect True Law "Haoran Qi" of the White Egret Academy, all illusory foreign will was suppressed, all illusory attacks were seen through, and the sixth time he slashed on Liu Fengjun's sword.

Liu Fengjun complained in his heart, and his body method had been brought into full play, which made the cultivators of the state of mind admire it. But the light and elegant sword shadow was constantly broken by Zhu Yanqing's long knife, and his illusion of entanglement with artistic conception and supernatural powers was seen through before it came, so he could only keep defending.

Zhu Yanqing shouted again, the sword light appeared, and the nine supernatural runes in the sea of consciousness were connected, fused with the aura of Haoran, and the sword light was full of masculine aura, oppressing every opponent who fought with him, and Liu Fengjun was no exception.

The town faction of the Egret Academy has the magical power of "Haoran Qi", and it is rumored that the mind can be initially introduced, and the more you fight, the stronger it becomes, but it will ward off all evils. In Zhu Yanqing's hands, the masculine aura was even more entangled and resonated with the aura of heaven and earth in the outside world, and under the blessing of the nine supernatural runes, it revealed the will to suppress everything and cut everything, and once again entangled with Liu Fengjun's swordsmanship.

One body is like flying flotsam, and the other is as immobile as a mountain. A sword technique is turned into tens of millions, and a sword technique is condensed as one. The battle between the two, even the onlookers couldn't help but nod.

Guan Mingyu and the others also saw the battle between the real peerless supernatural powers for the first time. In the battle between Mo Han and Wang Qi, due to Mo Han's carelessness, only in the end Wang Qi came up with a boundary-breaking spear, which evolved from the peerless supernatural power of the Void Sutra, and directly defeated the unprepared Mo Han.

In the battle between Huineng and Hua Weiyang, due to Hua Weiyang's weak inheritance, he did not cultivate any peerless-level supernatural powers at all. After Hui Neng suppressed his mind with the treasure bottle seal, he used the King Kong incorruptible magic to forcibly connect Hua Weiyang's iron fracture fan, as well as the magic wand method, which can only be called great supernatural powers, not peerless supernatural powers.

This time, Liu Fengjun, the daughter of the Liu family, and Zhu Yanqing of Bailu Academy, both of them are peerless supernatural powers, one is a butterfly, the other is like a rock, any of them can move the cultivators of the mental realm.

Liu Fengjun was on the stage, and the venue severely restricted the play of her body technique, so that Zhu Yanqing's heroic spirit took advantage of it, and she could only take it hard with every knife. But her fighting style is light and illusory fighting, and under the hard encounter, she was forced into a disadvantage by Zhu Yanqing, who has three supernatural powers.

Zhu Yanqing raised his breath and slashed again, the sword light became more rapid, and the silver light flashed, and it struck with Liu Fengjun's thin sword again. And at this time, the sound of concussion came, and the speed of the knife technique was too late to even transmit the sound.

Liu Fengjun's swordsmanship changed again, and the whole person seemed to have changed from a light catkins to a weeping willow standing up to the sky, with a tactful posture, winding with Zhu Yanqing's sword light.

A breath that seemed to be vibrant but obscure and cut off continued to evolve, eliminating Zhu Yanqing's sword technique.

She finally changed her moves, no longer fighting the enemy with her body swordsmanship, but using her own stronger artistic conception to fight against Zhu Yanqing's swordsmanship. Under a sword, the withered glory is self-reliant. This is her hole card, the withered sword that can only make three moves.

Zhu Yanqing drew his knife and swung it again, even he couldn't suppress the fierce and grand breath, and the breath of Liu Fengjun's withering and glorious circulation was both annihilated. After that, the sound of the sword intersecting is transmitted, crisp and melodious, like the ringing of a temple bell.

After three knives, Liu Fengjun's body flashed and appeared in the audience. Her face revealed a pink color, and she was even more radiant, and she took a deep breath and said, "I wish you the twelfth knife, you won." ”

Zhu Yanqing put away the knife and stood and bowed to her slightly.