"Please advise!"

Yang Caiyi hugged her fists and saluted first, she still admired the other party very much, as a foreign surname, he was so valued by the Shangguan royal family, even an ordinary prince had to give three points to Bei Tianzuo, which shows his extraordinary. ⊙ top novel,

"Miss Yang is polite!"

Bei Tianzuo's clear face squeezed out a rare smile, and he arched his hand.

Yang Caiyi immediately pulled out the long sword from between his slender waists, and the sword was composed of colorful streamers, stabbing straight away, like a beautiful rainbow in mid-air.

"Tyranny!"

Bei Tianzuo, who was still gentle and elegant one moment, broke out in his emaciated body the next moment, but an amazing domineering fluctuation broke out, sweeping the entire sword platform.

A domineering aura containing the swallowing of heaven and earth condensed a sword ray, more than 100 meters long, invincible, and pressed away.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The two sword qi collided more than a dozen times in mid-air, making an earth-shattering sound, and the sturdy sword platform could not withstand the confrontation of these two forces, and cracks of more than ten centimeters appeared, forming a crack.

After a few rounds, Yang Caiyi's confrontation strength was obviously inferior to that of the other party, and he staggered back, but his pretty face was full of stubbornness, she snorted, and the Changhong-like sword qi disintegrated, turning into thousands of tiny colorful sword qi, and with her order, countless colorful sword qi formed a sword rain in the sky, storming towards Bei Tianzuo.

"Overlord Fury!"

Bei Tianzuo roared and shook the earth, with the intention of looking at the world, and the violent and domineering sword qi formed a huge wave-like riot, swept away layer by layer, and covered countless colorful sword qi for a while, like a stream into the sea, and there was no trace in a blink of an eye.

"Seven mangs flow a sword!"

In the face of the sword momentum that came from hundreds of meters of pressure, Yang Caiyi was still in danger, and the beautiful cheers sounded, and the colorful flowing brilliance shrouded her whole body, forming a brilliant and colorful sword light, stabbing towards the huge waves.

Burst!

The seven-mangling sword light easily passed through the momentum of the giant wave sword momentum, fell from the sky, and shot straight at the small figure standing on the sword platform.

"Dominate the side!"

The colorful sword gradually enlarged in Bei Tianzuo's pupils, his face was also condensed and dignified, he roared again, full of omnipotent supreme domineering, the violent sword momentum condensed again, and his entire figure rose from the ground and greeted the colorful sword.

At this moment, I only felt that the heavens and the earth had turned into colorful and brilliant brilliance, and the ripples of true qi were dissolved in a circle in mid-air, which was extremely beautiful.

The brilliance gradually disappeared, and the two figures also fell from mid-air, but they were both unscathed, looking at each other at a distance of more than ten meters.

After looking at each other for about ten seconds, Yang Caiyi avoided his gaze first and lowered his head slightly: "I lost!"

Bei Tianzuo didn't speak, still quietly looking at Yang Caiyi's beautiful face, if the sword in the sky just now was stabbed, Yang Caiyi would have been hit hard, but when he approached Yang Caiyi, what he saw was the colorful brilliance reflected on her beautiful face, and that moment was particularly moving.

Bei Tianzuo, who has never been soft-hearted, can't stab that sword, although he clearly understands in his heart that kindness to his opponent is cruelty to himself, if he lets go of his opponent, he may be hit hard, but even if he is injured, he still won't choose to stab that sword.

Fortunately, Yang Caiyi is not a person who takes advantage of others' danger, and he knows that the other party's subordinates are merciful and stop in time.

Seeing that Bei Tianzuo was still looking at himself without blinking, Yang Caiyi's pretty face turned red inexplicably, and he arched his hand again: "Thank you Bei Daxia's men for their mercy!"

With that, he ran down quickly.

There was a hint of tenderness in Bei Tianzuo's cold eyes, and he paused for a few seconds before reluctantly turning around and walking off the sword platform.

After a short break, the second game of the semifinals began, with Xiao Fan facing Wu Qing of Wujian Valley.

"You admit defeat, so you can suffer less guilt!"

Walking on the sword platform, Wu Qing's first sentence was like this.

Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "Hurry up and use your two clones, otherwise you won't have any chance!"

The two of them were on the tip of the needle at the beginning, filled with a strong fighting spirit. However, Wu Qing frowned slightly, and his strange eyes narrowed: "Even if Ma Juntao is here, he is not qualified to talk to me like this, and there is no need to use a clone to deal with you!"

Wu Qing drew his sword, and the dark black sword qi shot towards Xiao Fan, like a black lightning, unbelievably fast.

But Xiao Fan did not show weakness when he took out his sword, the blue scale soft sword was pulled out from his waist, and the blade of the sword shot out, like a poisonous snake, cutting the dark black sword qi into two ends.

"It's such a powerful sword qi, but even so, you are not qualified to let me use a clone!"

Wu Qing snorted coldly, flew up, and instantly appeared in front of Xiao Fan, and the sword turned into black lightning one after another, stabbing at Xiao Fan almost at the same time.

Xiao Fan's wrist also trembled, and the blue scale soft sword shook into a sword flower, and the blood-red cold light shot out, blocking all the former's sword rays.

The two of them were about three meters apart, standing there calmly, the two swords were fiercely intertwined together, sparks were everywhere, and I saw that the sword speed of the two was getting faster and faster, from dazzling, gradually making people unfathomable, indescribably fast.

Competing for sword speed, Xiao Fan has never lost, the two attacked each other and blocked each other, but for a while, they fought equally, so one fight was more than thirty moves.

At this time, Wu Qing suddenly stepped forward, swinging away Xiao Fan's soft sword with a sword, and stabbing him at the throat with a sword.

Xiao Fan's face remained unchanged, he took half a step back, and suddenly turned sideways, the sword blade was almost attached to his neck, but Wu Qing saw that Xiao Fan was in a downward trend, so he naturally would not let go of such an opportunity, and the sword blade was horizontal, and a sword light was slashed horizontally, attacking Xiao Fan's chest.

"Twin snakes out of the hole!"

Xiao Fan leaned back, narrowly avoided the sword, and then straightened his waist, and the moment he stood up, the soft sword attacked from obliquely below, and the angle of the sword was very tricky, and two sword rays stabbed up at the same time.

Wu Qing's face changed, and he could only return to the sword to block, but he saw a sword slash, and another sword light broke through the air, and he could only dodge backwards, but he was still half a minute slower, and this sword stabbed his left arm.

"How about it? Do you want to use a clone?"

Blood beads rolled down from the blade of the Emerald Scale Soft Sword, and Xiao Fan said lightly.

"No!

Wu Qingqing's beautiful face roared and became extremely hideous, he rose into the air again, and a fierce sword intent suddenly erupted in his body, condensed into his sword momentum, and slashed down with a sword.

"Xiao Cheng Sword Intent? I have to admit that Wu Qing is also a rare kendo genius in our Southern Sword Country, not only has he cultivated Wu Sword Technique to the tenth layer at a young age, even if he has also sensed Xiao Cheng's sword intent, I have to admit that Jun Tao is not as good as him!"

Ma Xiangli sighed, if Xiao Fan loses to him, he will not be wronged, of course, Xiao Fan may not lose, because the feeling that this young man gives him is always unfathomable, and even his old rivers and lakes can't see through him.

"Look how I destroy you!Kill the fourth layer of sword intent!"

Xiao Fan rose from the ground, and a bloody red sword burst out all over his body, and the heaven and earth were suddenly filled with Xiao Killing's intent, locking Wu Qing.

The fierce aura of Wu Qing's whole body was shattered in an instant, and a thick killing intent invaded his mind, like the feeling of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, and the hairs on his whole body suddenly stood up.

"This is the killing sword intent, the strongest murderous sword intent, and it is still the fourth layer, is that young man only seventeen years old? At such a young age, how can he perceive such a powerful sword intent!"

The valley master of Wujian Valley was a slightly chubby middle-aged man with triangular eyes, and he couldn't help but stand up and lost his voice.

Ma Xiangli was also quite surprised, obviously he didn't expect Xiao Fan to be able to perceive the fourth-layer sword intent, when he was as old as him, he only vaguely touched the threshold of the sword intent, and at that time, he had already overjoyed the head of the previous Qingcang Sword Sect.

"What a murderous aura!"

In the backyard of the nameless ancient temple, in a dilapidated pavilion, an old monk with a slender figure and a shabby robe suddenly stopped chanting, and looked in the direction of the sword platform, his dry old face was thoughtful, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

(Thank you for your support!I'm going to go out for three days, but I'll try to do two!)