In the ring, I don't know when the wind rose, a faint murderous aura filled the air, and the two women, one red and one white, were indifferent, and even the most basic etiquette was perfunctory.

Lu Zhixing looked at Beigong Xuetang opposite coldly, although the cleaning was bright and moving, she still saw the bad luck at a glance.

"Please, Daoist Lu Daoyou, I also want to see your rapid cultivation and see if it is mixed with water."

"No wonder I think you have a much meaner face, it turns out that your heart is full of malicious speculation about others, this Taoist friend, your heart must be upright."

The two of them didn't have any kindness to each other, and they started to move when they didn't agree with each other, Beigong Xuetang still used a sword, and the swordsmanship had a qualitative leap compared to the past.

In the three years since she disappeared, she obediently returned to the South China Sea for retreat, and her cultivation finally made a breakthrough.

On the day she got married, she cried with joy, and was the first to share the news with Lian Weizhi, and the person who had been rumored to have been looking for her outside was just a faint word of congratulations.

The woman's acumen made her end the retreat in a hurry, and when she rushed to the Qingshan Sword Pavilion, she saw Lian Weizhi surrounded by a cute little girl, and he affectionately called the other party "Senior Sister Yunshang".

At that moment, her mind exploded into a blank with a bang, she thought that the problem between them was just Lian Suyang, but she didn't expect that there would be someone else......

So she was distraught, and with the representatives sent by the Beigong family, she rushed to the scene of this big competition. Maybe the two people who wanted to be humiliated by heaven bumped into her face.

One has been solved, and the one in front of her will be out immediately, such a person is only worthy of being a stepping stone on her way to promotion!

What about cultivating high? Her Qingyue sword technique has long been mastered, and there are a hundred ways to make her opponent look like she has died unexpectedly.

In the ring, the sword light flashed like thunder, and every time it fell, it would be dodged by the woman in white in an extremely ingenious way.

The soft whip in her hand was folded in half at this moment to the size of a long sword. Lu Zhixing is extremely flexible with every blow, this whip has been in her hands for a long time, and they have reached the point of unity of mind.

Therefore, even if Beigong Xuetang's bells and whistles sword moves attracted the attention of most people in the audience, he was still helpless against Lu Zhixing, and the situation of suppressing one side back then was unexpectedly rare.

Beigong Xuetang had no choice but to chase desperately in the huge ring.

The gap brought about by the difference in cultivation is reflected here, although Lu Zhixing suppressed her behavior like everyone else, but her daily morning exercise in the past few years has never fallen, and the spirit whip in her hand has long been able to be used as she wants.

She can even guess the point of the slash based on the sword's trajectory, so that she can repel it with a four-to-two stroke.

A complete set of Qingyue swordsmanship could not hurt Lu Zhixing to the slightest, and Beigong Xuetang was a little obviously anxious.

Her swordsmanship is complete, and she is naturally infinitely powerful against normal sword cultivation, but Lu Zhixing's fighting style is completely improvised, and this person doesn't have a set of exercises at all!

Beigong Xuetang was very angry, she found that Lu Zhixing's body method was much more flexible than before, and she thought of using the formation to deal with it in an instant.

During her time in the Yun Clan, she also learned some formation-related knowledge from the elders there, such as the fact that there were no less than ten formations drawn on the spirit sword in her hand!

Doesn't Lu Zhixing like to play in a difficult position? Then she will send a Liujia Trapped Dragon Formation that has been studied for many years by the formation power of this world!

Thinking of this, the corners of Beigong Xuetang's mouth raised a touch of mockery, raised her wrist and made a stroke without care, and the moment the blood gushed out, it was magically absorbed by the frost-colored long sword in her hand!

Lu Zhixing couldn't help but stop when he saw that she had changed her playing style, and when he saw this scene, he instantly understood the other party's intentions, this was something that was exchanged for his own sacrifice, and it was not serious.

She took out the Qianyuan pen she carried with her with her eyes, this thing is a relic of the immortals in the upper realm, which contains the pure qi that communicates with heaven and earth, and it is a treasure to ward off evil spirits!

The moment that formation broke away from the spirit sword, it turned into a golden net, which was covered with intricate runes, and it was also wrapped in terrifying coercion that fell from the sky.

The shrouded Lu Zhixing is like a small white flower swaying in the wind and rain, looking weak and windy, and it may be broken at any time.

The golden net went all the way and devoured the enchantment that Lu Zhixing had placed around him with brute force, and then continued to shrink, eventually becoming the size of a person.

But at the last moment when the net closed, a dazzling red light burst out from Lu Zhixing's heart, and the red light hit the net like the sharpest sword in the world, easily cutting a huge gap.

It was as simple as chopping vegetables, and this moment directly stunned Beigong Xuetang, she used blood as a sacrifice to make this move, thinking that she could subdue Lu Zhixing in one fell swoop, but she didn't leave a back hand at all.

At this moment, seeing the opponent's calm appearance, a trace of panic flashed on her face, and then she faced the other party squarely.

Lu Zhixing had a green brush in his hand, which looked ordinary, but he quickly manipulated the pen when he rushed over, and made a large gesture in the air. But it was all things that Beigong Xuetang couldn't understand, and she couldn't help but clench the spirit sword.

As Lu Zhixing drew more runes, the originally cloudless sky suddenly had a vision, and the wind followed, flying sand and rocks, and everyone hurriedly erected a spiritual power shield to protect themselves.

The huge barrier above the ring, although blocking the wind outside, emanated from the opposite side of a terrifying killing aura.

Beigong Xuetang has not faced this pen head-on, but as a new opportunity for Lu Zhixing, he was busy superimposing defensive magic weapons on himself for a while.

But the person on the other side didn't care at all, manipulating the brush in his hand to wait for the last stroke to be completed, Lu Zhixing shouted: "Break!" ”

However, in an instant, the several spiritual power shields that had just been erected around Beigong Xuetang's body collapsed and disappeared......

It was only at this time that she seemed to have completely recognized the huge gap between herself and the person in front of her, but in such a high-profile occasion, Beigong Xuetang really couldn't bear to suffer such a big humiliation.

But a huge talisman covered with golden light suddenly appeared from the void and rushed towards her direction.

A self-deprecating smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she lifted the spirit sword in her hand and slashed towards the talisman with all her might, trying to fight it.

It's a pity that the cold and glittering sword went straight through the center of the talisman, but it didn't affect its path in the slightest.

"What are you going to do?" Beigong Xuetang's voice was mixed with a trace of uncontrollable panic. Because of its proximity, she intuitively felt that this golden talisman looked so unusual, and the power contained in it made her helpless to strike with all her might.

How far has Lu Zhixing cultivated? But he's obviously just a mortal who has become a monk halfway!

Seeing the light and breezy look on Lu Zhixing's face, Beigong Xuetang's facial features gradually distorted, she was going to do a big thing!