Yang Ziyue held the sword in one hand, standing in the air, her hair and robe whistling in the wind.

Wisps of bright starlight lingered around her, shining on her fingertips, hiding at the beginning,

More than 500 sword shadows with white light shone out behind him, like more than 500 holy stars.

In the eyes of everyone, at this moment, the Purple Moon Holy Maiden seemed to be incarnated as the real Goddess of the Moon.

With a wave of his hand, he commands a starry array to wipe out any stubborn enemy.

"This ...... It's ......"

At the Divine Sword Peak viewing seat, Reverse Immortal Fang Han's face changed suddenly, and he fell to his knees with a thud, trembling violently uncontrollably.

Others may be confused, but he reacts instantly.

Looking at the tens of thousands of disciples in the audience, no one was more familiar with the Xingchen Sword Intent beside Yang Ziyue at this moment.

It was the move that Lu Ming beat him to the ground in the ring of the outer door assessment.

Starry Sky Swordsmanship, Sword Summons Stars!

"Good...... What a terrifying power......"

An Luoxin's face turned pale, and she couldn't help but retreat again and again, and she had no idea of resisting at all.

had to look at the master under the ring with helpless eyes.

However, Qin Yanhong's face was also pale at this time, and her hands folded in front of her chest trembled slightly, almost crushing her molars.

Can't resist.

Even if he and his apprentice join forces, they can't block the blow of this gathering power of the stars.

One of the disciples of the Zixia Holy Maiden actually made her dignified Goddess Peak Master feel a sense of powerlessness that bordered on despair.

Xu Fengyi, that old guy...... What exactly are they taught?!

"Sword summons the stars!"

Yang Ziyue's voice was shocked, and a blow mixed with supreme sword intent suddenly swung out.

More than 500 lightsabers gathered together in an instant, turning into a star dragon with angry eyes roaring.

The majestic dragon power burst out in all directions, causing the whole audience to boil.

"This ...... What a terrifying sword technique this is?! ”

"With the realm of the grandmaster, control the dragon power, what kind of demonic existence is this?!"

Including Yang Ziyue herself, she couldn't help but set off an uproar in her heart.

"Senior brother's star sword technique, it's not like I haven't seen it before."

"When did he take this trick to such a profound level?"

In fact, since getting the "Nine Heavens Imperial Sword Technique", Lu Ming has greatly reduced the number of times he uses the "Starry Sky Sword Technique".

Except for the three forms of stars, bright moon, and dawn that have been mastered, there is naturally no progress and breakthrough to speak of.

If there is any change, it is only that the sword used has become a more powerful Ancestral Dragon Seven Star Sword.

Although Yang Ziyue did not have this heaven-level divine weapon in his hand, he could also display dragon power in the state of sword intent sharing.

"Boom!"

Under the shocked gaze of everyone, the star dragon directly hit An Luoxin.

With the ring as the center, thousands of guns were set off, and the whole audience was shrouded in bright starlight.

In the next second, the starlight disappeared and the smoke drifted away.

Everyone looked at it, the ring had been razed to the ground, but An Luoxin had not fallen.

Although his body is a little shaky, he can still stand at this moment, which is amazing enough.

"Also...... Can you continue to fight? ”

The surrounding disciples couldn't help but exclaim: "Such a terrifying blow, if it were me, it is estimated that it would have been abolished a long time ago......"

"The strength of the Luoshui Holy Maiden is really not in vain!"

However, just as everyone was looking forward to the continuation of this epic showdown.

Under the ring, there was a sudden anxious shout.

"Master!"

"Peak Master, what's wrong with you?!"

A group of people followed the prestige, and their faces were all full of surprise.

Qin Yanhong, the peak master of the Goddess Peak, who was originally sitting in the audience watching the battle, collapsed to the ground without warning.

Her hair was pale and dry, her skin was wrinkled, blood was pouring from her seven orifices, and her consciousness was completely unconscious.

In just a moment, Qin Yanhong turned from a middle-aged woman in her thirties to an old woman in her seventies and eighties.

This terrible and strange change made everyone around them take a step back with panic on their faces.

"What's going on?!"

Wang He, Yang Wutian and the others hurriedly stood up, frowning and stepping forward for Qin Yanhong's vein, they couldn't help but secretly gasp.

"The dantian is broken, the meridians are broken, and the injuries are ...... serious"

"Even if I am lucky enough to save my life, I am afraid that I will become a waste."

"Where is the Dan Medical Hall? Don't come and save people! ”

The audience instantly turned into a pot of porridge, and a large group of medical cultivation disciples rushed forward and hurriedly rescued Qin Yanhong.

"This ...... What's going on......"

Xia Xue's small mouth grew into an "O" shape, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Lu Ming, who was on the side, exhaled slightly and said with a light smile: "It's nothing." ”

"If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself."

After Qin Yanhong got some simple rescue measures, the disciples of the Bendan Medical Hall carried them away on stretchers.

and lost the source of strength, An Luoxin in the ring could no longer support it, and fell to the ground and passed out.

He Yu was stunned for a long time before he realized that the battle had been decided, and hurriedly stepped forward.

"In the seventh round of battle, the Purple Moon Holy Maiden wins!"

"Congratulations to the Purple Moon Holy Maiden, who advanced to the final round of popularity assessment!"

"Good!"

The scene instantly erupted in thunderous applause, and excited cheers were overwhelming.

The battle between the Purple Moon Saintess and the Luoshui Saintess was definitely the most exciting one of this year's Saintess Conference.

Everyone not only admired the demeanor of the two peerless beauties, but also witnessed an earth-shattering sword duel.

Even if you look at the previous conferences, it is difficult to compare with this one.

Of course, no matter how enthusiastic the atmosphere was, only half of the people applauded and cheered.

As for the other half?

It is because their entire net worth was carried away with An Luoxin, and there they are full of despair and doubts about life.

After the last few battles, the second round of martial arts assessment officially ended.

The two people who finally advanced were naturally Yang Ziyue, the Holy Maiden of the Purple Moon, and Zhao Yanran, the Holy Maiden of the Blue Moon.

"Please rest for a while, and please consider it carefully."

He Yulian smiled lightly: "Half an hour later, the final round of popularity assessment will begin." ”

"At that time, everyone present will vote together, who will be honored with the name of the Supreme Saintess of the Qingxuan Sword Sect this year."

……

Everyone exchanged their heads and talked about it, but the battle between Yang Ziyue and An Luoxin was still unfinished.

Lu Ming asked, "Xue'er, what does this popularity assessment mean?" ”

"Senior brother, the so-called popularity assessment is actually voted by all the people present who watched the battle according to their performance in the first two rounds."

Xia Xue explained, "One vote for the outer disciples, two votes for the inner disciples, and one hundred votes for the peak masters and sect masters of each peak. ”

"In the end, whoever has the better vote will be the supreme saint of the year."