He thought that the reason why Lu Xueyuan was able to exert such great power was because of the effect of the Lone God Sword in his hand, although he didn't know where she found this sword, he could see that this sword had its own evil spirit.

As long as he finds a way to get this sword right, then Lu Xueyuan will naturally have no weapons, and he will naturally know whether he wins or loses. This is the experience he has summed up after many years of experience in the martial arts. And the Yin Wind Bone is used to deal with the Lone God Sword, which is very suitable. What about her stunning beauty, what he wants is to be able to dominate the entire Nine Domains, and when the time comes, it will not be her crying and begging herself.

Thinking like this, the corners of his mouth already showed a wicked smile.

And now the situation at this moment is as he imagined, the lonely sword in Lu Xueyuan's hand is entangled with the black claw in the sky, Lu Xueyuan has nothing in his hand standing in place, at this moment, the person on the opposite side suddenly approached, directly, using the bamboo flute as a sharp sword, stabbed her in the chest, seeing that the bamboo flute was about to get close, the people in the audience gasped, although they didn't like Lu Xueyuan, but they couldn't bear to see the scene of blood splashing on the spot again, so they shouted: "Retreat! Hurry back!"

"It's really not good, it's okay to admit defeat!" I don't know who in the crowd shouted.

"Throw in the towel? Hmph!" Lu Xueyuan replied in her heart, staring at the person who was running towards her quickly with murderous intent in her eyes, "When has his bamboo flute been practiced so superbly, he can control it without playing the flute!" Lu Xueyuan thought in her heart, but she didn't have the slightest idea of retreating, she looked straight at the bamboo flute, and the man's sinister victorious eyes.

Just when his bamboo flute asked for a porcelain statue of Lu Xueyuan, she suddenly reached out and grabbed the bamboo flute, snatched the bamboo flute in the man's blank eyes, and then folded it in half.

In an instant, the Lone God Sword entangled with the black mist in the sky suddenly stopped fighting and stabbed directly in front of the man.

A smile appeared on Lu Xueyuan's face, and he said lightly, "In the future, don't be embarrassed by this kind of thing." Pick up the Lone Sword and walk out of the field.

The man was frightened by the sword, and reacted at this moment, he was losing, and the anger and unwillingness in his heart all surged up, if Fang Cai still cared about whether it would hurt her, now this pity has been carried away by a moment of anger.

He shouted loudly at the back of Lu Xue Yuan, "If you haven't struck the gong yet, it's not a loss!"

Lu Xueyuan paused after hearing this unwilling shout.

"A-Yuan!" Lou Yi looked at her from the audience and said, "You have already won, come down!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, wanting Lu Xueyuan to see it and leave here with him, she had already won the competition, which was already a good score.

"Lu Xueyuan, are you just going to leave so willingly? The rank of cultivation is determined by the strength shown in the fight, do you really feel that you have done your best?!" The man shouted from behind him.

Lu Xueyuan didn't look back, but she didn't go down, she was thinking, can such a performance break through the foundation building period, if not, wouldn't it be impossible to go down the mountain, let alone further cultivation, he was right, asking the heavenly scroll is to evaluate the level according to the fighting strength, and although she won this time, but in the end, whether she can break through the foundation building period, she can't block.

Under the gaze of Lou Yi and the audience below, Lu Xueyuan turned his head.

She walked up to the man step by step, looked into the eyes of the man across from her, and said, "Come again."

The disciples below all gasped, if the strength just now had made them unbelievable, then at this moment she promised to compare again, in their opinion, it was simply incomprehensible.

But the man smiled and said, "Okay, I like cheerful people, in that case, why don't we have a real competition?"

"What is a real competition?" Lu Xueyuan asked.

"So," he said, holding up his hands, "I don't have to abandon it, and you lay down your sword, for we are truly in a fight."

This person was obviously jealous of the Lone God Sword in her hand, but she wanted to hide her intentions, pretending not to take advantage of each other, Lu Xueyuan sneered and said, "Okay, for the sake of fairness, then I won't use the sword." As he spoke, he threw the Lone God Sword in his hand and stuck it diagonally on the ground beside him.

"You're just going to do that casually with your sword?" The man looked at a sword so spiritual, and she did

threw it at will, and couldn't help but be indignant in my heart.

"What's wrong? Are you still going to fight?" Lu Xueyuan glanced at it evilly and said coldly.

The man stood in front of Lu Xueyuan, taller than her, long and burly, at first glance, he was the dominant side, but at this moment, he looked at her a little timidly and said, "Open... Begin."

As soon as his words fell, Lu Xueyuan rushed forward like a sword, and punched him directly on the left side of the face, this punch was quite accurate, and Lu Xueyuan only felt that his hand bones were slightly sore.

The man was caught off guard and was punched, and his heart was suddenly annoyed, looking at her eyes, he became fierce, and quickly threw everything out of the clouds.

"That's what I want!" Lu Xueyuan mocked in his heart. Only the real life and death can show her true strength.

Soon the man summed up the experience from Fang Cai's failure, although Lu Xueyuan's speed was fast, but his strength was much smaller than him, as long as he could punch hard, as long as he punched, he could make her lie on the ground and never get up again. Chinese Net

Lu Xueyuan seemed to have guessed his thoughts, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then his hands went up, rising a stream of spiritual power, and then turned into a round ball of Qi, aimed at the front of that person and said, "It's just a meeting gift for you, this is the real feast!" She said with a fierce look in her eyes, and directly shot out to push the round Qi towards the other party.

It turned out that in the past ten days of exercising her physical fitness in front of the gate of Qingya Mountain, she had already realized some methods that could use the spiritual power between heaven and earth, coupled with the 10,000-year-old spiritual power of the master in her body, she was soon able to mobilize the spiritual energy between the plants and trees, and turned into an invisible Qi for her own use.

"How are you...?" The man may have been trying to say, "How do you be able to turn into Qi in a short period of time?" He thought that her only abilities were the Lone God Sword and the Fire Spirit Root.

But he never expected that Lu Xueyuan, who had only been hit hard for a short time, would be able to learn such a profound skill in such a short period of time, which really impressed him.

But he was a person who was born and died in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes before, and he still coped with this little scene.

I saw that the man's fingertips were light, as if he had a light skill, jumped on the wooden fence of the field, and then dodged Lu Xueyuan's invisible Qi, he then flew forward, swept over a bamboo forest next to him, stretched out his hand to pick many bamboo leaves, aimed at Lu Xueyuan's figure, and turned the bamboo leaves in his hand into sharp weapons, with killing intent.

A strong wind blew, Lu Xueyuan's hair and skirt were all fluttered by the wind, and the bamboo leaves in the wind flew towards her like a chaotic sword, there was no way to avoid it, Lu Xueyuan's legs and arms were bruised by the bamboo leaves, and one piece brushed her cheeks and was dodged by her sideways, but the long hair on her chest was ruthlessly cut off by the bamboo leaves and slowly fell.

"A-Yuan!" Lou Yi looked at her and exclaimed, his eyes were full of distress and concern, he couldn't wait to rush up now, take Lu Xueyuan away, never participate in any competitions again, and don't cultivate immortals, but he looked at Qi Zhurong in the back of him, and when he saw him looking at himself, he shook his head silently.

Even Qi Zhurong knew that if she forcibly interrupted the game at this moment, she might hate herself to death. Lou Yi could only punch the wood next to him to vent his resentment.

Hates that she can't protect her, unharmed, and hates that she can't fulfill her heart's wishes for her. Even if he is a prince and envied by everyone, there will be times when he is powerless in the face of his beloved.

At this time, Lu Xueyuan in the ring fell to the ground on one knee, and her legs were sharpened by a bamboo leaf, and she was suddenly bright red.

She gritted her teeth, endured the pain in her legs, and directly pulled the bamboo leaves from her legs, and the bloody bamboo leaves were immediately burned to ashes by the flames in her hands.

"Yes! Bring me this set!" Lu Xueyuan said bitterly in her heart, then she stood up and looked up at the sky, the sun was extremely dazzling at this time, Lu Xueyuan stood facing the sun, and she couldn't open her eyes due to the dazzling sunlight.

Just when everyone didn't know what she was going to do, Lu Xueyuan picked up the broken hair on the ground at a very fast speed, and quickly rushed towards the person opposite, just when the person thought she was going to hit herself in the face again, she saw her jump directly onto the man's back, wrap the strand of broken hair around his neck, grab both ends with both hands, and tighten his neck fiercely.

It turned out that she was going to be her own

The hair was used as a weapon, and he wanted to kill the man with one blow!

"I just need to win!" Lu Xueyuan sighed in his heart.

The man covered his neck with his hands, his eyes were upward, and when he wanted to say that she was foul and couldn't hurt people's lives, Lu Xueyuan saw through it, and preemptively said, "The competition has ended, and we are in this one now, each relying on strength, and there is no need to follow the previous rules."

Her eyes at the moment were ruthless, and she was stubborn regardless of it, which was intimidating, and many disciples in the audience couldn't help but shiver when they saw her like this, and reached out to brush the goosebumps aroused on their bodies.

Seeing that the man's face was dead, and a blood mark was strangled on his neck, Lu Xueyuan said in a low voice above his head, "How is it, admit defeat or not?"

"Uh... Uh..." The man couldn't make a sound, he could only blink incessantly, his strength was all lost in Fang Cai's struggle, and as soon as Lu Xueyuan let go, he sat on the ground as if he was out of breath, and couldn't stop coughing.

"Bell!" The sound of the golden gong heralds the end of the competition.

Everyone knew who lost and who won, and they were all dumbfounded, and they couldn't say a word for a long time.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Lu Xueyuan is amazing!" Then everyone else cheered and celebrated.

Lu Xueyuan had never felt such a surging praise, and he was not comfortable for a while, so he lowered his head and walked faster.

The downstairs was already standing outside the crowd waiting for her, and when he saw her return victoriously, he stepped forward and hugged her directly, "A-Yuan! I knew you were going to win!"

He was as happy as a child, happier than he was when he won the competition.

Lu Xueyuan's nasal cavity was sour at the moment, and he suddenly felt that all his efforts were worth it.

But at this moment, she saw Qi Zhurong walking towards her, her brows furrowed, and she said to her, "The competition of Fang Cai is not counted."