A sword roared, like a tiger roaring and a dragon's roar resounded through the four fields, and Zhuo Qingfeng suddenly drew his sword.

Qingmang burst out, the power was amazing, and Jiang Yuebai was enveloped like a storm.

Jiang Yuebai was fearless, the shadow of the gun was swallowed, cascading like waves, and Zhuo Qingfeng fought head-on.

Zhuo Qingfeng practiced qi at the ninth layer, Jiang Yuebai practiced qi at the eighth layer, and the gap in cultivation was not reflected in the slightest, and the shadow of the spear brought up lightning like a dragon, turning over the river and the sea in Zhuo Qingfeng's fierce wind and fast sword.

In an instant, the knives and guns collided dozens or hundreds of times, and lightning splashed everywhere.

Zhuo Qingfeng became more and more frightened the more he fought, he never imagined that the other party was so powerful, and he was evenly matched with him, forcing him to deal with it with all his might.

Rumble!

After a loud bang, two figures shot out in the opposite direction, and the ground was full of grass clippings and dust, and everything was calm until there was only a deep pit.

Jiang Yuebai's lightning arc sputtered on the thunder gun, and he waved his hand to throw out an array disk, and the black light formed a mysterious pattern under Jiang Yuebai's feet, and the water gathering array fell close to the river.

The water aura poured into the body to replenish the consumption, Jiang Yuebai didn't wait for Zhuo Qingfeng to react, his left hand stirred silkily, and half of the aura in his body gathered into a mist.

Cloud Thunder!

The golden mangs rained, Zhuo Qingfeng's face was solemn as if he was facing a great enemy, and the long sword in his hand rolled up, stirring up the wind and clouds to meet the attack.

Break!

The thunder exploded, the lightning was like a tide, and the vast silver sea broke through the wind and clouds, completely engulfing Zhuo Qingfeng.

On the square, several foundation-building sword cultivators of the Guiyuan Sword Sect hurriedly walked forward, shocked.

Zheng!

The sword roared to the sky, the cyan giant sword suddenly tore through the sea of thunder, Zhuo Qingfeng held the sword in both hands, his face was cold, and the wind surrounded him, and the clouds and thunder were not close.

Jiang Yuebai frowned, put away the gun and changed the knife, and stepped forward at the moment when Lei Hai was torn, and the aura of his whole body gathered on the knife, like a thunderbolt.

Three knives to cut off the water!

The awe-inspiring murderous aura made Zhuo Qingfeng's scalp tighten and he went all out to meet it.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

Three slams sounded, and three sword shadows appeared in front of Zhuo Qingfeng's three key points almost at the same time, which was able to block the three swords.

The sword framed each other, and the streamer shot out on both sides.

Zhuo Qingfeng had palpitations, this was the first time, and someone forced him to passively attack.

Jiang Yue's white pupils shook, and it was also the first time for her, Someone blocked her two tricks in a row.

Since the return of the mine, she has rarely met opponents, and she naturally has a little arrogance in her heart, and when she meets Zhuo Qingfeng at this moment, it is like a blow to the head, making her sober immediately.

There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people.

Jiang Yue smiled blankly, and the feeling of having an opponent made her blood boil.

Jiang Yuebai's smile shook Zhuo Qingfeng's eyes, he was stunned for a moment, thinking that Jiang Yuebai was laughing at him, his whole body was full of blue light, and his sword qi was wildly converging, and he slashed out with his backhand at the fastest speed.

The distance was too close, and the speed of the wind sword intent made the earth escape talisman too late to urge, and Jiang Yuebai's horizontal knife resisted, stimulating the blue rock shield on the wolf pattern armor.

The Qingyan shield shattered, and the sword qi tornado hit Jiang Yuebai's shoulder fiercely, the outer magic robe and the inner layer of wolf pattern armor were torn, Jiang Yuebai's shoulder was in severe pain, and the whole person flew out upside down.

Zhuo Qingfeng was as fast as a frightened flood to chase after the victory, and the wind sword qi instantly enveloped Jiang Yuebai.

Blood gushed up her throat, Jiang Yuebai flew upside down in the air and tried her best, her hands each forming a trick, and suddenly they closed.

Syllable!

Thunder Explosion!

The golden needle strikes the surface, such as the long rainbow through the sun.

The furious aura made Zhuo Qingfeng's heart tremble, and he hurriedly withdrew his sword to resist.

Boom Boom!

The electric light ignites the fire, and the landslide and the ground cracks.

Jiang Yuebai slammed on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, the flesh and blood on his shoulder were blurred, and there were many lacerations and bleeding on his body.

Fortunately, she has magic clothes and wolf pattern armor to withstand most of the damage, plus she has successfully forged her body, and she has not hurt her muscles and bones.

But this sword qi is indeed sharper and more unstoppable than ordinary aura, and it is on par with the sword slashed by her grandmaster's sword technique.

Jiang Yuebai wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and stood up, the fire disappeared, Zhuo Qingfeng fell on the edge of the explosion, and his clothes were all burned with traces of sparks, and there was blood at the corners of his lips.

Although it was embarrassing, it was only a minor injury, not a fundamental injury.

Jiang Yuebai took out Sui Hanqing and poured it in, stood in the water gathering array to recover his aura, and watched Zhuo Qingfeng stand up again.

Finding that Jiang Yuebai was only a flesh injury, Zhuo Qingfeng's eyes shook incredibly, and he was shocked by the strength of her body.

"Who are you, how can a person like you be nameless in the Tianyan Sect?!"

This question is not only puzzled by Zhuo Qingfeng, but also by everyone around the square.

Shi Zhongshan looked at Wen Miao, stared at Wen Ci again, and laughed.

"Comprehend the thunder martial arts, proficient in two weapons, one-handed instantaneously, the power of the spell can be seen that the amount of aura is amazing, the physique is comparable to that of a Buddhist monk, and all aspects are far beyond the Great Perfection of Qi Training, but she is only the eighth layer of Qi training, Sect Master Wen, you told me that this is a nobody?"

Wen Ci's expression was solemn, "I was negligent before, I didn't notice this child, and I wronged her." ”

Wen Miao glanced at Shi Zhongshan and said to Wen Ci: "I don't blame you for this, this girl is the same as Li Jiuchuan back then, she was born as a miscellaneous servant, and she will hide her clumsiness when she is cautious at the bottom, and she also has her own considerations." ”

"I've heard Jiuchuan say that after she returned to the sect from Yinshan, she didn't show her skills in other ways except for revealing the five-layer cultivation spell, who could have known that she had such skills? Jiuchuan gradually became famous after the foundation was built. ”

"It is difficult for the five spiritual roots to be outstanding, as the sect master, for the sake of the overall strength of the sect, the focus should naturally be placed on the disciples with better spiritual roots. It's not too late. ”

Wen Ci bowed her head, today's Jiang Yuebai really amazed her, and she looked better than Li Jiuchuan back then.

At the beginning, they thought that she was unlucky to meet Zhuo Qingfeng, and it was a disadvantage for her teacher.

But at this moment, Zhuo Qingfeng, who was able to defeat the early stage of foundation building, was beaten by her until he vomited blood, and the victory or defeat was not scored, and Jiang Yuebai's fierceness could be seen.

Who was unlucky, it's impossible to say now.

"Who is stronger than Lu Nanzhi in this Jiang Yuebai?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen the two of them fight, I don't think she will be worse than Lu Nanzhi."

"Where the hell did she come from, how come she's never heard of her name before?"

"I knew that she was a spirit cultivator, and I also laughed at her with Qi Tianbao, but now that I think about it, I'm really ashamed."

"Hahaha, the Sword Sect was the first to practice qi and was beaten and vomited blood by one of our sect's cultivators, it's really fucking happy hahaha."

Whispers came from the group of Qi cultivation disciples on the outskirts of the square, and they looked into the mirage with anticipation.

Shi Zhongshan heard it clearly, his face was pale, and he clenched his fists and said nothing.

Everyone was looking forward to the victory, but as everyone knows, Jiang Yuebai has already retreated.

Xiaobi has only just started less than half an hour, and if she wants to win against Zhuo Qingfeng, she must do her best to have a chance.

She left behind to protect Huaxi Valley in the Eight Array Plates, although there were also array flags at the bottom of the pressure box, eight-rank talismans and two battle puppets.

But her purpose is not to win Zhuo Qingfeng alone, but to win the first place in Xiaobi.

So...... Thirty-six plans, go for the top plan!

"Lu Nanzhi!"

Jiang Yuebai looked at Zhuo Qingfeng's back and shouted, taking advantage of his panic to smash out a large handful of ice thorns with one hand, and pinching the winding technique with the other.

The vines were instantaneous, the cold was overflowing, and the snakes were dancing.

Zhuo Qingfeng frowned, swung his sword and swept wildly, like a storm, tearing the thorns in an instant, and jumped out.

It's just that Jiang Yuebai had already urged the water escape charm and escaped from the river.

Zhuo Qingfeng clenched his long sword and scanned the surroundings, but he couldn't catch any traces.

The wind swept away, spreading outward from Zhuo Qingfeng's body, and there was no grass growing everywhere it passed.

After a moment, Zhuo Qingfeng took a deep breath to calm down and looked at the pillar of light in the center of this realm.

"Jiang Yuebai, you don't want to escape from this battle!"

Putting the sword back into the sheath, Zhuo Qingfeng stepped on the breeze and galloped away.

There was a sigh around the square, scratching at the liver.

"I think Jiang Yuebai knew that he couldn't beat Zhuo Qingfeng, so he just ran away."

"That's right, her hole cards are almost exhausted, and Zhuo Qingfeng hasn't played her full strength yet, so she naturally can't beat it."

Hong Tao listened to the discussion of the foundation building monks of the Guiyuan Sword Sect and sneered.

"As long as they all go to the center, sooner or later they will meet again, and then the winners and losers will be divided, so please be cautious, lest it be difficult to step down."

Gongsun Zhu, Yu Qiuchi and others agreed, and they all supported Jiang Yuebai in their hearts.

A dark horse broke out of the encirclement and became a blockbuster.

Shi Zhongshan didn't speak, it was really because they had held Zhuo Qingfeng too high before, and it was not good for him to be out of school at this moment, although the people around him did not say anything about ridicule, but that look in his eyes had made Shi Zhongshan uncomfortable.

Wen Miao shook the wine jug and watched with great interest as Jiang Yuebai emerged from the lower reaches of the river and fell to the bank to rest.

"Know how to advance and retreat, distinguish priorities, and not be competitive, good! I hope she can hold on to the end, there are more and greater dangers in this mirror world besides other disciples. ”

After Wen Miao finished speaking, everyone found that in the dense forest in front of Jiang Yuebai, there was a gathering of evil qi, and there were many ghosts.

(End of chapter)