The white mang suddenly swept away like lightning, and in the next moment, it turned into a huge white palace of hundreds of meters, and a shocking aura began to spread, and the entire surrounding sky trembled. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ground-level soul artifact. "This white palace thing appeared, and suddenly there were bursts of whispered discussions from the high platform, as a martial artist, but it was urging a ground-level soul weapon, which was a bit confusing.

However, at this moment, Xue Jing's face sank, and when she saw this white palace soul weapon, her body suddenly retreated like a ghost.

Lan Ling'er's handprint changed again, and the white palace suddenly continued to expand, but then Lan Ling'er's face also turned pale, urging this white palace to also have a huge consumption.

When Xue Jing retreated, the huge white palace suddenly smashed down from mid-air, enveloping the space and crushing down, with a fierce soul aura, even some strong people in the distance were moved.

Although this Xue Jing retreated early, she was still a step slower, and she was shrouded in the huge white palace in an instant, and suddenly her figure was trapped in it, this scene made everyone in the Tiantong Pavilion look at her lightly, and some people were already showing a trace of worry.

"I'm afraid I can't get sleepy. At this moment, Su Qingyu's face was extremely solemn, Lan Ling'er, as a martial artist, urging the ground-level soul weapon itself was already greatly discounted, not to mention how could Xue Jing not have hole cards.

As a double spirit king, even if he resists hard, Lan Ling'er is afraid that it will be difficult to help this snow quiet.

On the high platform, many strong people also knew in their hearts that Lan Ling'er of the Red Yang Sect was extremely talented, and he was a third-line martial artist, an absolute leader among the younger generation.

It's just that this time the people who entered the top ten all have perverted talent and strength.

The same is true of this Xue Jing, Lan Ling'er is strong, but others are stronger, the ten people in this ranking competition are simply a perverted concentration camp, this is not about whose strength is stronger, strictly speaking, it is more perverted than whom.

At this moment, countless eyes fell on the huge white palace, even if it was far away, everyone could feel that within the white palace, there was a breath that made the soul tremble, and the pervasive energy breath made the entire surrounding sky tremble.

"Buzz!"

In just two blinks of an eye, the huge white palace began to shake violently, and the entire space trembled, as if there was an extremely fierce competition within this spiritual weapon.

"Bang!"

In the next moment, a huge muffled sound began to come from the white palace, and in an instant, the entire white palace trembled, and an orange streamer jumped out instantly.

"Poof. Lan Ling'er's delicate body directly shook back more than ten steps before stabilizing her body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of her small mouth, and the huge white palace soul weapon could no longer be urged, and then turned into a white streamer and converged.

Xue Jing stood in the square, her face was pale, and she came out of the encirclement, so that she also consumed a lot, and the strange palace soul weapon just now made her feel the shock of the right, if it weren't for the fact that the other party's strength level was slightly weaker, she wouldn't be just like this if she wanted to get out of trouble.

"I lost. Lan Ling'er wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and suddenly a few pills were stuffed into her mouth, and the other party's strength level was much stronger than her own, and there was nothing to be ashamed of if she was defeated.

Hongtian sighed slightly, this result was already expected by himself, the young generation who came this time is really more talented than a pervert.

"In the first round, Tiantong Pavilion Xue Jing won, and she can choose to continue to challenge her opponent or take a rest. On the high platform, the yellow-robed man in the heavenly pavilion suddenly announced the result.

"I'll take a break. Xue Jingyu raised her hand, and then retreated from the field, challenging one after another, which was extremely unfavorable to herself, and no one in the field was weak, even if it was her, she didn't dare to be careless.

"Next, Hongyang Sect Xin'er is on the field. On the high platform, the voice of the yellow-robed man came.

Xin'er, it's your turn, be careful. Lan Ling'er said to Xin'er.

"You heal first, I'll be careful. Xin'er smiled faintly, the green light under her feet, the shadow jumped into the air, and her graceful body fell lightly in the field.

Xin'er came on the field, her beautiful eyes sank slightly, her eyes swept over everyone, and finally fixed her eyes on Lan Ruo's body, and said, "Hongyang Sect Xin'er, please teach Miss Lan Ruo of the Sword Gate." ”

As Xin'er's words fell, there was a lot of uproar on the high platform, Lan Ruo's strength is absolutely strong, Xin'er took the initiative to choose Lan Ruo, I'm afraid that the chances of winning are too small.

However, if you don't choose Lan Ruo, then Ye Liangchen, Yue Wuyun, Ling Qingwu, Ziru, Eleven and others, none of them are easy to mess with, in short, there is not much chance of choosing anyone.

"Jianmen Lan Ruo accompanies you. Lan Ruoqian's shadow flashed, and she jumped onto the square in an instant, her true qi trembled, and a breath suddenly began to spread, and this breath was also a martial saint's qi.

In the next moment, the jade hand shook, and the long sword flashed out, and with a wave of his hand, a strong wind blew some dust on the square under his body and spread it in all directions.

"Lan Ruo's strength as a martial saint, a fourth-line martial artist, I'm afraid that the heart of this Red Yang Sect will be defeated. ”

"The four-line martial artists are extremely talented, and this heart is only a ninefold martial emperor, and I am afraid that it is indeed difficult to be an opponent. ”

In the audience, there were whispered discussions, all of which were not optimistic about Xin'er, and even among the strong people on the high platform, few people would feel that Xin'er had a chance.

On the other side of the audience and the island in the distance, Xin'er's supporters were fighting with Lan Ruo's supporters.

At this moment, the two shadows in the field were not affected by the surrounding discussions, and the two women looked at each other.

They each smiled slightly, and then their breath suddenly surged, and a cyan long sword in Xin'er's hand was held in his hand, which was still the 'Qingyue Sword' that Su Qingyu had purchased for him, and above the sword body, a streamer flashed away, and the sword began to jump.

At this moment, Lu Yuqing and Lan Ruo on the square burst out with a fierce momentum at the same time, and their respective true qi surged out from their bodies, enveloping the two of them like an aperture of light, and the two feelings of oppression generated by the strong and domineering true qi spread out.

In the next moment, the two women's respective long swords buzzed, and then they collided together, and the two shadows danced, and among the sword shadows, the shadows were like flying, and they were all intoxicating to watch.

"Sect Master, in the Three Sects and Four Sects Conference, you have won a lot of our martial arts, are you going to give us a chance to return to our roots today?" The two women fought, and at this moment, the Heavenly Sword of the Sword Gate looked at the red sky with ill intentions.

"Master Tianmen, do you still want to lose martial arts in the Sword Sect? Hongtian raised his gaze and immediately asked, naturally knowing in his heart, it is estimated that this Heavenly Sword lost a lot of martial arts at the last Three Sects and Four Sects Conference, and this time he wants to return to his roots, but his heart is not Su Qingyu, he is not stupid.