"Oops, Senior Sister Su was hit by three more swords, this situation is not good for her. A red-clothed disciple exclaimed.

"This is also something that can't be helped, Senior Sister Zhang's speed is obviously faster than Senior Sister Su's, if Senior Sister Su doesn't hide her strength, then it is estimated that she will be defeated by Senior Sister Zhang's fast sword. ”

"Yo, Senior Sister Su, why are you so careless. After Zhang Meixuan finished speaking, the spirit sword slashed hard, and an extremely powerful sword light fell sharply towards Su Yunjing like a meteor falling to the ground.

This sword was so fast that Su Yunjing also didn't have time to dodge, so she had to swing her sword to block.

Ding.

Su Yunjing felt her right hand tremble, and the spirit sword in her hand was actually pressed back by two inches.

How is this possible, how can the power of Zhang Meixuan's sword be so strong? Su Yunjing was shocked again in her heart.

It's just that how could Zhang Meixuan let go of this opportunity, and the spirit sword swept obliquely.

A three-inch-long wound suddenly appeared on Su Yunjing's left shoulder, and the blood that came out quickly stained Su Yunjing's left shoulder red.

Feeling that Zhang Meixuan's strength was indeed a cut above herself, Su Yunjing couldn't help frowning, and her demeanor was not as relaxed as before. It's just that Zhang Meixuan's strength is a step higher than herself? If it is one or two points higher, Su Yunjing can still accept it, but if it is too high, it makes Su Yunjing very unbelievable.

Seeing that Su Yunjing's injuries this time were not light, some male disciples felt a little distressed.

"Oh, Senior Sister Su, you were so careless. Zhang Meixuan said with a smile.

At the beginning, he deliberately let Su Yunjing strike first, in addition to wanting to test Su Yunjing's strength, but also wanting to see Su Yunjing surprised by the contrast in her strength, to put it bluntly, she just wanted to get a little bit. Now, seeing Su Yunjing's somewhat solemn expression and slightly frowning brows, Zhang Meixuan's heart was full of joy, she has been cultivating so hard in the past 20 years, isn't it just for today's competition? Although Su Yunjing has not yet been defeated, Zhang Meixuan has already seen Su Yunjing's expression when she was defeated.

"Senior Sister Zhang, don't be too happy. After Su Yunjing finished speaking, the sword light in her hand suddenly flashed, and a sword light that was not much slower than Zhang Meixuan rushed towards Zhang Meixuan's throat.

"Hehe, Senior Sister Su, do you think I didn't guard against you?" Zhang Meixuan said with a smile, and the spirit sword in her hand also hurriedly greeted her.

With a ding, Su Yunjing's counterattack sword was blocked by Zhang Meixuan, and then, Zhang Meixuan's spirit sword circled, and a sword light swept through Su Yunjing's right leg from bottom to top.

Su Yunjing used the sword just now, the move was old, and she didn't have time to defend herself, so a wound suddenly appeared on Su Yunjing's right leg, this wound was seven inches long and one inch deep, and in an instant, Su Yunjing's right leg was stained red with blood.

"Ouch, Senior Sister Su, are you okay? Hey, I knew that Senior Sister Su couldn't dodge my sword, so I would have withdrawn some strength, so Senior Sister Su wouldn't have shed so much blood, I felt a little distressed when I looked at it." Zhang Meixuan said with a smile.

Seeing Zhang Meixuan's smug smile, Su Yunjing's face was a little gloomy.

"Oops. Senior Sister Zhang's move was too heavy. A red-clothed disciple exclaimed.

"It's a martial arts competition now, this injury can only be regarded as average, it's much more serious than Senior Sister Su's, why don't you talk about them. A female disciple in red retorted.

"That's right, when Senior Brother Fang and Senior Brother Wu competed before, Senior Brother Fang's injuries were even more serious, and after a martial arts competition, the whole person became a bloody person. A female disciple in red said.

"Senior Sister Su, you really have to be careful with this next move. Zhang Meixuan said as she unfolded her body again, and then swung the spirit sword in her hand sharply, and made a move that filled the city with wind and rain, and in an instant, countless dazzling sword lights in the air fell like a torrential rain towards Su Yunjing's head.

This sword is not only extremely fast, but also extremely powerful, the tip of the sword has not arrived, and the little bit of cold sword light has already dazzled people and made them fearful.

This sword is Zhang Meixuan's most proud move, before competing with others, Zhang Meixuan has never performed this trick, this time in order to deal with Su Yunjing, Zhang Meixuan can be said to have shown his biggest hole card.

Su Yunjing was taken aback when she saw Zhang Meixuan's move like a rainstorm, because this move was actually a few points faster than the few moves just now, and the few moves just now were already difficult for her to deal with, so could she take this move? For the first time, Su Yunjing had a trace of doubt about her strength in front of Zhang Meixuan.

It's just that this is a competition with Zhang Meixuan, no matter whether it can be followed or not, I have to go all out.

Thinking of this, Su Yunjing gritted her teeth, her aura turned sharply, and the spirit sword used a move to make thousands of trees and pear blossoms, and countless white pear blossoms flew out of Su Yunjing's hands in an instant, and quickly faced the torrential rain that attacked her whole body.

Everyone in the audience looked intently at the spirit sword in the hands of the two, because they all knew that the competition between Zhang Meixuan and Su Yunjing was likely to be won or lost in this move.

A series of explosions were heard.

Everyone suddenly felt a buzzing sound in their ears.

Who wins, who loses?

Wait for the sword light in the sky to disappear. Many people have seen the situation on the competition platform clearly.

I saw that Zhang Meixuan had four more wounds on her body, but it seemed that the injuries should not be deep.

On the other hand, looking at her opponent Su Yunjing, everyone was surprised to find that Su Yunjing actually had seven more wounds on her body, and the clothes on these wounds were stained red with blood, especially Su Yunjing's right shoulder was dyed red a lot, and this is nothing, the key is that everyone also saw a spirit sword against her chest, no need to ask, the owner of this spirit sword is naturally Zhang Meixuan, and her spirit sword is as low as her right hand, it seems that the sword that Zhang Meixuan stabbed her right shoulder is not light.

In this competition, Su Yunjing lost and Zhang Meixuan won.

Seeing Su Yunjing's somewhat dead look, Zhang Meixuan felt an extremely comfortable feeling in her heart, after twenty-five years, she finally turned defeat into victory, and she still won with an absolute advantage, and the hard work of more than 20 years of hard work is worth it.

Su Yunjing looked at the spirit sword in front of her with blank eyes, she actually lost to Zhang Meixuan? And she still lost with such an absolute disadvantage? How is this possible, how has she cultivated in the past twenty-five years, could it be that it was not Elder Zhang Jiayue who taught her, but Wang Wenguang, or a powerhouse in the realm of Martial King like the Great Elder or Feng Zhangmen?

Long.

Someone finally broke the silence of the tournament platform.

"Senior Sister Su actually lost, and she still lost like this. This red-clothed disciple couldn't go on when he said this, because he saw Su Yunjing's gray face.

"Hey, you can't blame Senior Sister Su for this, if it's me, it is estimated that in the face of Senior Sister Zhang's move, it will be difficult for me to follow. "A red-clothed disciple in the middle of a military general's middle stage said.

"Yes, I think Senior Sister Zhang's move is almost comparable to that of the senior brothers and sisters in the later stage of the general. Hey, I really don't know how Senior Sister Zhang cultivated, but in this short twenty-five years, she actually surpassed me. A red-clothed disciple sighed.

Zhang Meixuan was about to say something, but when the words came to her mouth, she suddenly stopped it.

Quietly withdrawing the spirit sword in her hand, Zhang Meixuan was about to jump off the No. 3 competition platform when she heard Su Yunjing suddenly say: "This time, I lost, but I will definitely win it back next time." ”

"Okay, I'll wait for you. When we all reach the realm of Wuhou, let's have another competition. Zhang Meixuan turned around, and then said with a smile.

With this smile, Zhang Meixuan was happy for Su Yunjing, she just wanted to defeat Su Yunjing, not to ruin her, seeing that the opponent she recognized recovered so quickly, Zhang Meixuan was really happy in her heart.

"Good. Su Yunjing's tone was firm.