The purple lightning is fast, and the red leaves are flying. :Music:Text:Novel 3w.しwxs520 purple and red are connected, turning into a flood of color.

The seemingly clumsy red leaves are not inferior in front of the ancient god soldier Zi Dian, and they seem to be at ease in the sword light and sword shadow.

And every time Zidian and Red Leaves clashed, a strong true air flow would erupt in mid-air, and in an instant, the earth and rocks were scattered, the grass and trees were flying, and the four pillars at the corner of the ring had already been broken, and even the extremely hard ground in the ring was split into several pieces.

The disciples in the audience who were not high in Taoism could not resist the invasion of this true air current, and they all retreated.

The two men in the sky were encased in two huge spherical shields, and the two balls were constantly hitting each other, like two suns competing for glory. At the junction of the two shields, purple lightning and red leaves flew up and down, fiercely clashing.

Shen Yuehua's beautiful face showed a bit of anxiety, because she had used her true qi to the maximum, but she didn't have much upper hand.

But Chen Xiaomo's face was serious, and he couldn't see the joy of victory, nor the pain of defeat, but his eyes full of deep resentment made people shudder.

A huge vortex gradually formed in the sky at the intersection of the purple shield and the crimson shield, and the nine heavens immediately became dark clouds rolling, thunder and lightning.

A black vortex covered the entire firmament, and a giant tornado poured down from the vortex, threatening to engulf the entire ring in its dark maw.

Purple and red light swirled around the tornado.

Shen Yuehua used all his strength to stab out a sword, while Chen Xiaomo used his left hand to hold the red leaves, and the stabbing body went downward, avoiding the edge of the purple lightning and blocking the blade of his sword. Then, there was wind under his feet, and his body spun rapidly, turning into a red whirlwind, which changed from rushing to the sky to traversing, rushing towards Shen Yuehua's body.

"Fengshen legs!" Chen Xiaomo shouted.

Shen Yuehua panicked but was not confused, and the Tianshan Snow Lotus under her feet instantly appeared, carrying her body to the side like a phantom, dodging Chen Xiaomo's unexpected attack.

In the sky under the black clouds, the two stood with swords, becoming two extremely bright colors in the darkness.

At this point in the competition, Shen Yuehua used all his strength, not only did he not defeat Chen Xiaomo, but some of the true qi on his body was absorbed a lot by the red leaves in his hands.

Although Chen Xiaomo's face was expressionless, every time he clashed with Shen Yuehua, his internal organs would shake violently, and the pain was incomparable. If it weren't for the Tongling Jade stabilizing the meridians of his body, he would have vomited blood and died by this time.

"Am I going to use that trick?" Shen Yuehua muttered softly to herself, and then shook her head quickly.

I saw Shen Yuehua's hands flattened, and then folded, and the purple lightning flew out of her palm and flew above her, and then continued to rotate around her body, and the thunder and lightning in the sky surged towards the purple electric fairy sword as if they heard a call.

In an instant, ten thousand thunder rays gathered in one place, forming a huge purple electric sword ray, which rushed straight into the sky. Shen Yuehua's face had an unprecedented look of anxiety.

The Guiyuan Wind Barrier spun rapidly, and the red light lit up the sky. Then the shield shrunk and shrunk, and the red light became thinner and thinner, and finally disappeared completely. However, the red leaves seemed to have absorbed all their strength, and the red light suddenly flourished.

The true qi on it surged, and with the guidance of Chen Xiaomo's decision, a huge red wind cone quickly formed, brilliant and powerful, as if it had the power to break the sky.

At this moment, no one in the Tianshan Sect dared to underestimate Chen Xiaomo, on the contrary, his unfathomable Dao method attracted a burst of horror and envy from everyone. Everyone's eyes widened as they stared at the once inconspicuous teenager in front of them.

"This is, the power of the Wind Spirit Bead!" Tian Hengzi muttered to himself.

Everyone originally thought that this was a competition that would end soon, but now it has evolved into a life-and-death showdown!

The purple sword light and the red wind cone are on their own, still gathering energy, waiting for the final fight of life and death!

The giant rock peak stared nervously at the two people in mid-air up and down, stunned. They couldn't believe that Chen Xiaomo, who couldn't even practice the basic skills, would burst out with such a powerful force.

The black clouds were low and covered the sky, as if they were about to swallow the world. The howling wind eroded the entire Lingyun Peak, cheering to meet this fateful choice.

The galloping purple lightning carried Shen Yuehua's belief in victory, as if he wanted to add another ravine to this Lingyun Peak.

At that moment, Chen Xiaomo's red leaves also stabbed out quickly, and the rapidly rotating red wind cone met the streamer of purple lightning.

It is a hundred times more brilliant than fireworks, and more brilliant than a rainbow. Purple and red staggered, engulfing the figures of the two.

After a long time, a fairy sword fell from mid-air and plunged straight into the ground, purple gas and electricity, what is it if it is not purple electricity?

Shen Yuehua's figure reappeared in the sky, but her left shoulder had been stained crimson with blood.

Master Liuyun's face turned white, and she looked at her injured apprentice with a concerned gaze, her expression revealing endless eagerness.

The red light dissipated, and Chen Xiaomo also appeared in everyone's eyes. I saw that his hair was disheveled, his clothes were ragged, and his body was covered with blood, and it was difficult to identify his face. If it weren't for the autumn leaves that lifted him into the air. I'm afraid he has already fallen miserably to the ground by now.

Liu Dashan exerted his strength at his feet, and was about to rush to the stage when a hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder.

"Master, Xiao Mo ...... him," Liu Dashan said hurriedly, while Lin Shitong shook his head gently.

Blood blurred his eyes, and pain spread throughout his body. The noisy chatter in the audience only left the whirring wind when it reached his ears.

Dantian felt a sharp pain, and he couldn't use any strength in his body. The wind blew softly and stroked his face. He wanted to wander quietly between heaven and earth like this.

Suddenly, a blue light flickered in front of his chest, and he faintly felt that there was a force between heaven and earth that was constantly surging towards his body, his true qi was gradually becoming full, and his wounds were constantly healing......

The beautiful woman in mid-air had a look of difficulty in choosing all over her delicate face. His face was getting paler, and the wound was still dripping blood.

She looked down at the anxious Master in the audience, and then she looked back at the deep sky.

The Tianshan Snow Lotus under her feet suddenly spun rapidly and became twice as large as before, carrying her higher into the sky.

"I can't lose here, let alone a man!" Shen Yuehua said to herself.

The breeze was still at that moment, and the clouds were bright at that moment. Shen Yuehua's face turned cold, and she pulled out the Frost Clearing Sword from behind her backhand with her backhand.

The ancient god soldier Qingshuang, who has never shown his true face, is finally presented in front of the world!

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