"That's all there is to it!"

In the middle of the arena, Feng Qingshui whispered to himself in his heart.

He knew that there was not much he could do: after helping Han Jing understand the wolf master, he had planned to help Han Jing learn more about Xu Shiji's supernatural powers and strength, but now it seemed that he couldn't do it!

Come to think of it, it is indeed true: he is not Xu Shiji's opponent! Even now, he may not be able to defeat Xu Ru!

After all, when Han Jing helped the rebel soul leave Feng Qingshui's body, Feng Qingshui was equivalent to being reborn. Since he was reborn, his strength at that time was almost zero.

After that, even if he spent a year of penance in the Killing God Pagoda that was comparable to a hundred years in the outside world, even if he had a lot of experience and experience, even if he still received a lot of help from pills and other aspects, and even Han Jing took the time to help him make all the preparations before the real star gathering, but ......

Starting from scratch, he has reached the limit of his current strength realm - Gathering Stars!

Xu Ru is at the level of the three or even the four realms of gathering stars!

......

"Xu Ru, please advise!"

"Senior Feng is polite, please advise!"

Standing in the middle of the arena, Xu Ru still covered her face with a light veil, making people unable to see her face clearly, but leaving everyone with a sharp feeling.

Such sharpness comes from her double pupils - so pure that only murderous pupils remain!

Then the delicate body slowly hovered, and a guqin appeared in front of Xu Ru again, with green and jade fingers gently plucked, and the melodious sound of the piano flowed out like water.

Listening and watching, Feng Qingshui smiled slightly, and after clenching the long sword, he put on a posture.

"Senior, here!"

Seeing that his posture was set, Xu Ru pulled Xuan with one finger, and after sending it out, hundreds of sharp arcs of light immediately came towards Feng Qingshui.

"Okay! I'll give you a boost!"

Seeing this, Feng Qingshui toed a little, and the long sword rose with his body in the air, and a circle of brilliant ripples had already been drawn in mid-air: "Spring is strong!"

......

"Fuck it...... It's "The Ballad of the Four Seasons"!"

Seeing this sword, Ba Cang's body leaned forward suddenly, with an indignant expression: "Lao Tzu wants you to teach Lao Tzu, but you don't teach, I can't imagine that you are polite to Feng Qingshui......!"

Cursing, this guy suddenly thought of something: "Could it be that your kid has a leg with Feng Tong? Damn! It seems that Lao Tzu will have to ask Xiao Wu to work hard after he goes back!"

What is this?

In a word, Huo Wu, who was on Han Jing's side, suddenly felt that his nose was so itchy, and a sneeze was gently sneezed.

On the other side, Feng Tong, who secretly followed everyone here, also sneezed: What's wrong with this weather?

She was depressed, and she knew that she was here, but Han Jing never planned to give her anything to do!

......

In the arena, the arc of light transformed by the sound of the piano finally collided with the sword qi of Feng Qingshui!

With just one move, Feng Qingshui felt the huge pain coming from his tiger's mouth, and even his own bloodline was tumbling at this moment, almost disordered.

"My strength has only recovered to a realm! If I fight so hard, I will definitely lose!"

Something was determined, and the next moment I saw his body flip lightly, and he actually chose to defend first: "Winter Silence!"

As the words fell, the surging soul power instantly shot out from the long sword, mixed with extremely cold sword qi, making the entire square around it cold several times more than cold.

Looking inside and outside the field, all the water droplets turned into ice cubes in an instant, so that as far as the eye can see, anyone can only see a piece of white left.

In particular, the dozens of sword qi in it had already turned into an ice shield at this moment, truly blocking between Feng Qingshui and Xu Ru.

This is Feng Qingshui's plan to defend first and then attack!

......

"Okay! The palace master is mighty!"

"The palace master has completely blocked Xu Ru's piano sound...... As long as you step forward, the palace master will have a chance to win!"

"The palace lord is really powerful! In such a short period of time, he actually mastered the fourth form of the Four Seasons Sword Ballad that Han Jing passed on to him! In this way, he has the possibility of winning!"

On both sides of the arena, many of the disciples of Nangong, Donggong, and even the demon clan had already shown their joy.

In their opinion, as long as Feng Qingshui prevents Xu Ru's first wave of piano sound, then when Xu Ru is powerless in the future, Feng Qingshui will win!

......

"This clear water, I didn't expect that he had actually reached the level of the Gathering Star Realm from scratch!"

On the other side, Xu Huai'an sneered and looked at Yiqiē in the field: "But...... Did he think he would win?"

Hearing this, Hongkun was puzzled, and secretly glanced at Xu Shiji with heavenly sense, and sure enough, he saw a chilling smile on the corner of Xigong Ancestor's mouth.

Such a smile represents the imminent arrival of victory!

......

"Han Shao, will Senior Feng win?"

On the other side, Bai Liyi clenched his silver teeth and asked in a worried voice.

Hearing this, Han Jing took a deep breath and shook his head.

Then, he closed his eyes directly, as if he didn't want to see what was about to happen!

......

In the arena, Feng Qingshui really believed that he had gained some chances of winning: first block the sound of the qin, and then wait for the opportunity to move again! In this way, he believed that his swordsmanship had more variations and possibilities than the sound of the qin!

So just a moment later, Feng Qingshui's body suddenly fell to the ground, and the third type shot: "Autumn wind and cold ......"

In doing so, it cannot be said that he is not smart, and it can even be said that he is really smart - first sacrifice the Winter Silence, and then sacrifice the Autumn Wind and Cold, and his current sword will receive the sword momentum bonus of the previous sword, making the sword qi more cold and resolute, and more powerful and sharp.

But......

Just waiting for his body to rush under his sword qi ice shield, Feng Qingshui's mind suddenly shook, and a monstrous sense of crisis was born wildly.

It's the ice cubes he sacrificed himself...... It's bursting!

Thundered......

In a crisp sound, I saw that the ice Ling shield that was several zhang high and about ten zhang wide really burst, and the sword qi that belonged to Feng Qing Shui inside, at this moment, it was actually integrated into some strange power, turning into countless small ice cubes and slashing towards Feng Qing Shui instead.

Such a chop, horizontal and oblique, from top to bottom!

All the ice cubes were as big as swords, small as daggers, and the smallest even had tens of thousands of sharp silver needles......

"What's going on?"

Winter silence has been struck, the autumn wind and cold are ready to go, and the current Feng Qingshui has fallen into a desperate situation no matter whether he stops or continues.

Xu Ru's eyes showed a hint of cruelty, and then she saw that her hands instantly increased the speed of plucking, and a war song immediately enveloped the sealed clear water with a sea of hideous thunder and blood-colored piano sounds.

Jean, it's still there!

The sword, broken!

I saw that in the thunder and blood in the sky, the color of the ice gradually dimmed, and finally a large explosion sounded one after another, and a weak body flew out of the chaotic explosion towards the sky.

Seal the clear water, defeated!

Looking at his current appearance, he should have fainted, not to mention that his long shirt was in tatters, and the blood stains were already mottled. And just rushed to the sky, his body was still wrapped with countless piano sounds, constantly destroying his body and blood meridians, and constantly harvesting his vitality.

Seeing this, Xu Ru's eyes flashed, and she plucked the strings again at the sky!

"Die!"