On the high platform, Song Lingxi stood in the wind, and the corners of his snow-white robe were stained with blood, flying in the wind.

In just a few moments, her state completely changed.

Holding the Ice Heart Sword in her hand, she reproduces the edge of the sheath, and there is a kind of beauty that makes people can't take their eyes off it.

Song Lingxi threw his sword to Chen Feiyan, "In this way, it is called a fair competition." ”

Chen Feiyan grabbed the sword, her whole body's spiritual power surged, and without any hesitation, she killed it.

Song Lingxi saw the move, and her sharpness was revealed, and the Ice Heart Sword obviously exerted more power in her hands.

The two fought from the ground to the sky, and everyone in the audience was amazed.

On the judges' bench, everyone was very surprised by Song Lingxi's state.

"This girl recovered so quickly."

Leng Qianqiu lowered her voice and asked Bing Yuqing, "Did you give her some magic medicine?" ”

Bing Yuqing tugged at the corners of her mouth and didn't answer.

Of course she didn't.

She is not willing to give such a miracle medicine.

What's going on here?

Song Lingxi obviously couldn't do it just now, he didn't pretend like that, why did he recover so quickly?

Bing Yuqing glanced at Zhao Xi'er's direction, the only person who had just come into contact with Song Lingxi was Zhao Xi'er, but how could Zhao Xi'er have such a ability?

The competition between the two continues, but the results are gradually becoming apparent.

Song Lingxi, who was holding the Ice Heart Sword, seemed to be much stronger than when he first came to power.

After another quarter of an hour, Chen Feiyan was knocked off the high platform.

"Poof!"

She fell in front of Zhao Xi'er and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Xi'er's face did not change, picked up Qiansui, and changed positions to the side in disgust.

Chen Feiyan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and glared at Zhao Xi'er, "Are you happy?" You can laugh when you want to, so why hold back? ”

Zhao Xi'er didn't squint, and her face was still indifferent and expressionless.

"Zhao Xi'er, what are you pretending?"

Chen Feiyan had a feeling that she was going crazy.

She staggered to her feet and took a step towards Zhao Xi'er.

Seeing this, Qiao He stepped over and blocked in front of Zhao Xi'er.

"The people from Xiangtan Peak are over there, go back quickly!"

He waved his hand like a dog.

Chen Feiyan gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.

There was no one around her.

Was she wrong?

But what was wrong with her leaving Wuyong Peak in the first place?

What's there to be nostalgic for in a place where only the living dead stay?

Why is she in the end today, but Zhao Xi'er is standing here in a good manner?

"Senior Sister Juyan," Qiansui, who was being held by Zhao Xi'er, suddenly spoke, "Come here, let Suisui pat your head, and your injuries will be healed." ”

In an instant, Chen Feiyan's body shook, and she was a little unstable.

A picture came to her mind, which was the scene of her and Zhao Xi'er going up the mountain together.

At that time, they were no more than eight or nine years old.

Chen Feiyan shouted for a race and ran hard up the mountain, but accidentally fell and broke her knee.

Zhao Xi'er chased after her, cleaned her wound, and blew it.

Chen Feiyan cried in pain.

The young Zhao Xi'er reached out and patted Chen Feiyan's little head, "Be good, Feiyan don't cry, your injuries will heal soon." ”

The past is swarming.

They grew up together since childhood, were selected by Shen Qiuming together, and came to Xianling Mountain together.

From the moment she left Wuyong Peak, Chen Feiyan took a breath of air, cultivated frantically, and constantly improved herself.

She has always wanted to prove to Zhao Xi'er and everyone that she is right, and that's because ...... She knew she was doing something wrong.

"I'm sorry!"

Chen Feiyan finished speaking quickly, turned around and ran down the mountain.

This sentence of sorry is for Zhao Xi'er, but also for Qiansui and Song Lingxi, she no longer has the face to stay in Xianlingmen.

Chen Feiyan left for a while before everyone came back to their senses.

The contest continued, and someone flew up to the high platform.

But this time, Song Lingxi did not fight any further, but chose to admit defeat.

She flew to Zhao Xi'er's side, clasped her fists with both hands, "The situation just now, I wrote Senior Sister Xi'er, this sword ......"

"With so many people watching, I can't go back on my word."

Zhao Xi'er repeated what Chen Feiyan had threatened her just now.

"Hee-hee!" Chiho covered her mouth and snickered, "Senior Sister Lingxi, the Ice Heart Sword is yours." ”

On the judges' bench, Su Tan looked at Shen Qiuming, "Lord Shen Feng, Zhao Xi'er can't do this, what a rare treasure the Ice Heart Sword is, how can it be easily given to people?" ”

Shen Qiuming touched his beard: This sixth child, if you don't want to give it to me, I can still sell it for silver!

Su Tan asked again and again, "Ice Peak Lord, Cold Peak Lord, do you think Xiao Lingxi has made the right friend this time?" ”

Bing Yuqing and Leng Qianqiu's faces were not to mention how wonderful they were.

Time passed quickly, the competition on the high platform was coming to an end, and when Xiao Yan came on the field, there were almost no masters in the audience.

He easily defeated three people, and almost no one dared to challenge.

"Who else?"

Xiao Yan raised the red feather sword in his hand, and his eyes swept towards the audience.

"Me! Suisui wants to challenge Senior Brother Xiao Yan. ”

Chiho stood on tiptoe and raised her chubby hand as high as she could, and it was finally her turn to play.

Xiao Yan was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Qiansui to really dare to challenge himself.

He glanced back at Leng Qianqiu suspiciously, and was directly glared at by Leng Qianqiu viciously.

Xiao Yan turned his head and said to Chiho under the stage, "Okay, you can come up." ”

Zhao Xi'er instantly put the little ball on the high platform.

She held Chiho's two small hands, "Suiho don't be afraid, the competition will end soon." ”

"Yes."

Chiho nodded, she was very brave on the surface, but in fact, her little palms were sweaty.

Zhao Xi'er was a little distressed, so she had to explain to Xiao Yan, "Fight quickly." ”

Xiao Yan was blindsided for a moment, and always felt that something was wrong with the situation.

Qiansui watched Zhao Xi'er leave, and quickly patted her head with her little hand.

"Save your life, save your life."

That's not cheating, is it?

The audience immediately burst into laughter.

Several judges were also crying and laughing.

Hua Wuji looked helpless, "Lord Shen Feng, are you sure you want this little guy to participate in the competition?" ”

"Lord Shen Feng, stop playing, I'm afraid this little guy won't be able to withstand our Xiao Yan's move."

Leng Qianqiu smiled and shook his head.

Bing Yuqing also looked at Shen Qiuming with a good look.

"Spike!"

Shen Qiuming shouted, "Hurry up, Master is sleepy." ”

Hearing this, except for the people of Wuyong Peak, everyone else looked at each other with expressions on their faces.

"Got it, Shihu!"

After patting the door of the head, Chiho was finally not afraid.

While gesturing moves, she spoke harshly at Xiao Yan.

"Senior Brother Xiao Yan, I'm offended!"

After speaking, her small flesh fist slashed through the air, and slammed hard in the direction where Xiao Yan was.

seemed to be as light as a fist, but before everyone had time to laugh, they saw Xiao Yan fly out.

Except for Shen Qiuming, everyone else on the judges' bench stood up in shock.

Leng Qianqiu, "What's going on?" ”

Bing Yuqing, "This can't be! ”

Su Tan, "Accident? ”

Gatekeeper, "Awesome my cub!" ”

Hua Wuji, "What kind of genius is this!" ”

Dongfang Qingzhi, "Cow! ”