As the middle-aged tutor's voice just fell, two surging and strong Yuan forces surged out from the bodies of the two of them in an instant, and the level of rage directly shook the surrounding air into a distortion, making many people's eyes a trace of consternation, although Xue Wenxuan's cultivation was one level lower than Luo Yun's, but the majesty of his Yuan Force was not much weaker than the other party.

The delicate and cute appearance of Xue Wenxuan's face has long been constricted, replaced by the coldness that comes from the deepest part of his heart, like a gorgeous iceberg snow lotus, showing the ice and jade cleanliness that attracted the admiring eyes of many candidates, and then his figure directly swept out, turning into a blue light and shadow, and the long sword in his hand immediately vibrate, and several sword shadows flashed immediately.

Her speed was as fast as a meteor, and the moment her body tore through the air, she brought up the afterimage of the Dao, and the three-foot Qingfeng was like a crossbow arrow shot straight out, and like a slender lightning bolt splitting horizontally, under the illumination of the golden light in the air, it reflected a little dazzling cold light.

The distance between the two was only a few zhang, and in the blink of an eye, her figure flashed in front of Luo Yun, the long sword contained rolling yuan power, mixed with a fierce wave of qi, with a little piercing sharp wind-breaking sound, mercilessly stabbing Luo Yun's chest.

And at the moment when Xue Wenxuan's footwork moved, Luo Yun made a move, and his arm swung upward, and the thick blade rippling with violent and unparalleled force directly raised a wave arc in the air, mixed with a terrifying force that was enough to split mountains and stones, and slashed at the opponent's sharp long sword in an extremely domineering attitude.

Sonorous!

At the moment when the thick sword and the sharp long sword clashed, sparks erupted, and the monstrous and vast Yuan Force was like a thousand zhang waterfall tilting down, and the two extremely fierce torrents also collided in an instant, a devastating oppressive wind, mixed with the crisp and piercing sound of Jinge, like a storm rolling up in the sea. Crazy swept away.

Luo Yun's face became more and more solemn, and at the moment of this fight, his calm eyes suddenly had a touch of horror.

The thick and heavy sword against the light long sword already has a unique advantage, and his cultivation is already one level higher than Xue Wenxuan, and the yuan power in his body is much thicker than the other party.

In his expectation, this move could easily shake the opponent's long sword away, but what he didn't expect was that. The moment the big sword hit the long sword, it was as if it had hit a huge boulder, and the powerful anti-shock force directly caused his entire arm to appear numb.

Due to the block of the broadsword, the long sword was broken and deviated from its original trajectory, and instead of piercing the opponent's chest, it swept past Luo Yun's shoulder.

However, just as the half of the long sword's body swept over Luo Yun's shoulder, and was about to fly from above, the long sword's trajectory. Again, to his surprise, he saw the long sword stop on his shoulder, like a crossbow arrow shot at a target, and suddenly became still.

Xue Wenxuan's face was calm. But the chill in his eyes became more and more intense, and the light green yuan force like a volcanic eruption rushed out of his body crazily, and in an instant. It was all poured into the long sword, causing the blade to reflect a bright green light.

In the next moment, the seemingly light and slender long sword. Under the urging of the majestic and surging Yuan force, it was like a mountain pressing on the top, with a domineering momentum that was enough to explode the mountain, without any fancy pressure.

Between the contact of the sword, the sparks that continued to erupt were like a bright light, shooting out dazzling light from time to time.

Luo Yun clenched the hilt of the knife with both hands, and the strong Yuan Force had been urged to the extreme, but he still couldn't stop the three-foot long sword that was slowly falling, he wanted to retreat sharply, dodging Xue Wenxuan's long sword, but his body seemed to have been pressed by a big mountain, as long as he loosened his strength a little, the long sword would cut off his shoulder mercilessly in an instant.

Xue Wenxuan's face was still as calm as water, and his clear eyes turned a little deep, like a black hole that was torn apart from space, as if he could see through everything in the world.

Luo Yun's face became a little ugly, when he looked at Xue Wenxuan's deep and beautiful eyes, a heartfelt fear coldly spread through his heart, and his eyes showed an unbelievable expression, how could it be?

The speed of the long sword gradually slowed down, and faintly, the two were about to form a confrontation.

Xue Wenxuan's eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly, and his other slender hand lightly pressed on the hilt of the sword, and the strength of the long sword suddenly multiplied in an instant, and it was pressed down again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Laugh at!

As if the mountain pressed down, it smashed on Luo Yun's shoulder, directly shattering the clothes on it into pieces, and the long sword was like a broken bamboo, slashing into his shoulder, and the red blood flow containing body temperature gushed out like a mountain spring, and a large piece of his clothes was already wet in a moment.

Some of the blood flowed down the long sword and onto Xue Wenxuan's little white hand.

Looking at the red blood stains stained on the palms of his hands, feeling the viscous semi-solid condensed between his fingers, smelling the strange and familiar thick smell of blood, on Xue Wenxuan's beautiful cheeks without the slightest expression, a shallow smile suddenly appeared, and for some reason, a trace of inexplicable excitement and excitement rose in his heart at this moment.

This excitement and excitement spread into the pupils, turning into a strong battle intent that was proud of the world, but it did not affect the coldness that had emerged in the slightest.

Bang!

Feeling the sharp pain in his shoulder, Luo Yun's face was as white as paper, his eyes were full of fear, the hard stone slab under his feet had already been stepped on by him into countless pieces, his feet were also submerged in the gravel, and his whole body seemed to have been enveloped and he couldn't move.

Luo Yun's body was surging with qi and blood, and layers of sweat were oozing from his forehead, understanding that he was not Xue Wenxuan's opponent, and he just wanted to take the initiative to admit defeat, but suddenly felt that the power on the long sword had weakened a lot, and the mountain on his body had also disappeared.

Thinking of this, Luo Yun shook his spirit, urged the yuan force of his whole body, and the thick sword pierced the air, shaking the long sword away, and at the same time, he directly raised a sharp arc in the air.

Seeing him holding the big knife in the air with both hands, the corners of Xue Wenxuan's mouth set off a disdainful arc, and the thick yuan force gathered at the soles of his feet, roaring out with Dao remnants and a piercing sonic boom, and kicked heavily on Luo Yun's chest.

Luo Yun was hit hard, his face turned pale instantly, his body flew upside down like a cannonball, and after spurting out an arc of blood in the air, he fell heavily under the competition platform, and immediately fell unconscious.

Several medical instructors of the academy hurriedly surrounded him in order to rescue him in time, Lu Yu also flashed forward, and after careful inspection, he found that although he had suffered a lot of internal injuries, he was not worried about his life, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then his eyes were locked on Xue Wenxuan again, and he was also a little unhappy in his heart, because he felt that the other party's attack was indeed a little heavier, which was a little beyond his imagination.

Luo Yun was carried down for treatment, and the entire martial arts arena was silent for a brief moment.

Seeing the embarrassed figure of Luo Yun, who was seriously injured and unconscious, after a brief shock, all eyes were locked on Xue Wenxuan on the competition platform, and many people's eyes were filled with a trace of solemnity and admiration, no one thought that Luo Yun, whose strength was the third layer of the Yuan Dan Realm, did not have the slightest power to fight back in front of her.

Thinking of the ruthless methods that Xue Wenxuan showed in the fight just now, many candidates unconsciously recalled what she said before.

The talent is no worse than Lu Yu, and she is ruthless, many people take these as jokes, because the other party's cultivation is low, and the assessment is eliminated, and she is still a girl under the age of eighteen, who will take her threat to heart, and now seeing Luo Yun's fate, it turns out that her threat is not just a verbal statement, but also a strength to prove.

Although they had never seen Lu Yu show his true strength, the fact that he had cleared the customs with Wu Ke alone could not be underestimated.

Lu Yu commented that Xue Wenxuan's talent is no worse than him, I am afraid that the candidates who come to the stage to challenge will inevitably end up like Luo Yun if they are still hot-headed and do not measure the strength of both sides. (To be continued......)