The silver sword fell from the sky.

Cheng Yu dodged, the ice ballast in front of him shattered, and the ice spikes appeared. The cold light flickered, the figures flew away, and there was no grass everywhere they went.

The Lingfu Grass whirlwind returned, and the ice in front of him completely collapsed, the ice mist dispersed, and the surroundings fell into a blur.

Cheng Yun took a deep breath and looked at the man in white with a sharp gaze.

His sword moves are not showy. She thought of what Fang Tongzhou said yesterday, it seems that these people really have some skills, not what she thought they were out, and they were ruined.

"Here comes the sword!" The man in white pursued the victory, volleying the imperial sword in the air, and stepping on the sword.

It has long been no secret that the monks of the Red Dust Sect use the sword as the royal sword, and they don't even need to resist the demon, as long as one person has a sword, and the sword goes through the rivers and lakes.

"Just let my Qingfeng Sword lead your high moves!"

This time, Cheng Yuan did not flinch, and his feet were together, and he leaped away. The other party's spirit sword was cold, and there seemed to be an iceberg in the near distance.

Fortunately, Cheng Yuan often swims in the iceberg in Longtan and can restrain this chill.

The two spirit swords competed against each other in the air, the white and green rays flickered, and there was a speed like lightning and flint, flashing out extremely dazzling sword flowers.

Onlookers couldn't help but be amazed.

"It is said that Hongchenmen inherited the sword technique of the Cangjian Sect, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation. It's just that the fairy seems to be a member of Xianqimen, when did Xianqimen also have a kendo? ”

"The tip of the needle is against Mai Mang, these two people are actually equal in the way of the sword."

Cheng Yun was violent, but in her heart she admired the outstanding sword moves of this man in white, if she didn't have Lingfu Cao's magical powers, and saw the trajectory of the sword moves in advance, I am afraid that she might not be able to take so many moves from him.

The man in white was even more surprised in his heart, an inconspicuous Qingfeng sword, the big road goods in the market, could actually be on par with his high-grade ice spirit sword, which made his proud sword path a big blow.

Cheng Yuan noticed that the opponent's offensive was becoming more and more rapid, his mind moved slightly, and he suddenly threw the Qingfeng Sword, and the Qingfeng Sword took off his hand and struck with all his strength.

Poop!

The man in white fought back with all his might, and the Qingfeng sword broke in response, and the next moment, the man in white's neck was cold, and a spirit whip with black and white markings wrapped around his neck.

A powerful force struck, causing his legs to tremble and he almost fell to his knees.

Cheng Yuan glanced down at the Qingfeng Sword that was broken in two on the ground: "It's a pity, I have to change it again." ”

The man in white was annoyed: "With the spirit sword as bait, you are simply not worthy of using the spirit sword!" ”

"Competition, victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, why are you so extreme?" Cheng Yun looked at his spirit sword, "I know that you sword cultivators will never be able to discard the spirit sword. But I'm not a sword cultivator, my Qingfeng sword is broken one by one......"

Before he finished speaking, the man in white was so angry that his sleeves danced.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

A huge sword formation appeared under the feet of the man in white, and sword runes emerged from the ground and rose to the sky.

The next moment, the sword rune turned into a rain of swords and fell from the sky, shooting towards Cheng Yuan.

"Sword Rain Flower!"

Cheng Yuan's eyes reflected the silver sword light, and he exclaimed, "What a powerful sword formation!" ”

"Ahh

Just when everyone thought that Cheng Yuan was so frightened that he couldn't move, the moment the sword rain fell, Cheng Yuan disappeared in place.

The sword rain fell to the ground, and the ground where Cheng Yu was before exploded, and countless deep sword marks were terrifying.

And the man in white was also frightened at this time, looking at Cheng Yuan, who was close at hand.

Cheng Yun tightened the keel whip, and the other party's head suddenly rose, showing pain.

"You throw in the towel."

"Hugh! Don't! The man in white glared angrily.

"Jian Xiu is really arrogant! However, it's up to you how long you can handle it. Ah Fu call me! ”

Cheng Yu restrained the coercion of the dragon bone whip and let the Lingfu grass whip it.

Hearing Cheng Yuan's shout, Wuzhan and Jiang Tu not far away couldn't help but shudder, every time they thought of the inhumane days during the preparation period, they still remember it deeply.

Lingfu grass is accustomed to it, and it becomes more and more skilled in throwing up the leaves.

The muffled grunt from here caused the rest of the man in white to rush over.

"Let go of my brother!"

A long sword stabbed head-on, colliding fiercely with the silver wire swung by Cheng Yuan.

The silver thread was unharmed, and the opponent's long sword broke in response, which made the female cultivator stunned in place.

Cheng Yun grabbed her hand with her backhand, and the pearl in her palm condensed a cold light, hitting her whole body.

The frost spread from Cheng Yuan's palm, climbing up the female cultivator's eyebrows at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the female cultivator screamed, turned her hand to interrupt the sword, and stabbed towards Cheng Xuan suddenly.

This broken sword stabbed Cheng Yuan's heart, and the female cultivator didn't have time to be happy when she heard a piercing metal sound.

A broken sword is like a stab into a hard boulder, unable to advance at all, but breaking inch by inch, until only the hilt remains.

Cheng Yuan hit her chest with a backhand, knocking her to the ground, and ice splashed everywhere.

The female cultivator was covered in numbness, only raised her head slightly, and looked at Cheng Yuan in disbelief: "You, what kind of monster are you?" ”

Cheng Yun rubbed his chest: "You want my life!" It hurts! ”

Seeing that Cheng Yun rubbed it a few times and then withdrew her hand, there was no trace of blood, and the female cultivator rolled her eyes and fainted.

And here, the man in white has been beaten by Lingfu grass and his nose is blue and his face is swollen, and he no longer has the personable appearance he had before.

Cheng Yun approached, took the keel whip, shook his head and said, "Your people have lost their ability to fight, this time you have to admit defeat if you don't admit defeat." Hand it over. ”

The man in white looked up and found that everyone but him was unconscious. I couldn't help but be disheartened, "What's your name?" ”

Cheng Yuan then remembered that the two teams didn't seem to introduce each other from the beginning.

"Cheng Yuan! Don't fight, don't know each other. ”

The man in white did not tell his name, but took out the demon order and smashed it with one palm.

In an instant, the five people were eliminated, and Cheng Yuan and the others were also led by a light and disappeared in place.

……

"What the hell is that female cultivator, there are so many secret treasures in her hands." Someone on the viewing platform secretly remembered Cheng Yuan.

Someone immediately said: "I know her, and she opened a little demon clinic in Xianqi City." ”

"No wonder she knows a lot about the weaknesses of demons, do you think she will take advantage of the treatment of demons, but she is actually studying those demons?"

"I'll just say it, otherwise, with her as a female cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, how can she defeat Wan Lusheng, who is famous in the Hongchen Sect!"

In the face of these slanders, Tinglan, who was sitting in the front row, would argue with reason at first, but she found that the more she spoke, the more rampant those people became.

Now she chooses to turn a deaf ear, in Cheng Yuan's words, the clear is self-purifying.

She just took out the photo charm, recorded the appearance of these people one by one, and let her clean up when Cheng Yuan returned.

Tinglan looked at Cheng Yun and the others who entered the next venue with relief.

And in this venue, there are very few demon masters who enter.