In an instant, everything on stage came to a standstill.

Time froze for a moment at this moment, and Qinglan's figure instantly froze there.

Now is the time!

Hao Jiujiu's eyes flashed with a dark light, and he quickly rushed behind Qing Lan, and the spirit sword in his hand was used as a big brick, smashing towards his head.

When hit the third time, the effect of time is invalidated.

Qinglan was attacked by Hao Jiujiu, and his figure staggered slightly, but he quickly reacted, and before he could turn his head, the hand holding the sword waved behind him, and the terrifying sword intent burst out.

"What's your move?" The secret of time?

Qinglan's eyes were full of anger, hateful, he had just been teased.

Hao Jiujiu flashed, raised her hand and waved her sword, she could still move freely in Qinglan's realm at the moment, because Haotian had been transmitting energy to her body, and it was already the limit to make a move, and it was impossible to find time to speak.

Of course, if you talk trash, it can affect this guy's state of mind.

However, Hao Jiujiu really didn't have the strength.

She has little practical experience, and her first real shot was against Qinglan, who was two realms higher than herself, and she could feel that the other party did not use all her strength.

The contempt of the other party is a good thing for Hao Jiujiu.

Looking at the duel between Hao Jiujiu and Qinglan, the monks watching on the side of the martial arts stage couldn't help but be a little shocked, the difference in strength between the two was obvious, but Hao Jiujiu could still persevere, if she was given a little more time, maybe she could really succeed in the challenge.

And the trick she just used.

Is it about the secret method of time?

Did she comprehend the Tao of time?

As for Hao Jiujiu's cultivation, no one in the sect knew about it, not even the relationship and her best Mu Qingfeng.

Mu Qingfeng looked at Hao Jiujiu's calm face, his left hand was dripping with blood, if he was one step shorter, then that hand would be slashed by Qinglan's sword qi.

But even so, her face did not change.

Is that what you want me to see?

Liquor.

Mu Qingfeng carefully watched every move on the stage.

"What's the name of your field?" Hao Jiujiu dodged Qinglan's attack, and with the introduction of his left hand being cut off, the whole person deceived himself, and raised his foot to kick Qinglan's chest and abdomen.

She spoke.

Qing Lan was kicked like this coldly, the whole person took a few steps back, and taking this opportunity, Hao Jiujiu's spirit sword stabbed towards his throat, and he turned over and dodged the blow.

"Spiritual binding."

Hearing Hao Jiujiu's question, he really answered.

Hao Jiujiu smiled, she quickly took out a few spirit stones from the storage space, and threw them around, and suddenly fiery red light filled every corner of the stage.

"Agni, devouring the element."

In an instant, the power of the fire surrounded both of them, and a sea of fire formed on the stage.

I have tested it with my senior brother before, and this formation can temporarily trap the out-of-body stage monk for five seconds, five seconds, which is enough.

With his ink hair flying, his clothes flying, and his temperament on his body as cold as a blade, the moment Hao Jiujiu felt that the coercion on his body was weakened, he couldn't stop, and gathered his whole body's vitality into the sword.

The vitality on the stage was surging towards Hao Jiujiu.

Bang.

The sky began to change with it.

A thunderclap rang out.

The power of a heavenly thunder slashed towards Qinglan mercilessly.

Hao Jiujiu's eyes were calm, and his left hand was already painful and unconscious.

"You shouldn't be scornful of your opponent."

The moment you scorn, you've already lost.

When Qinglan felt this fire prison, he had more senses for Hao Jiujiu, which was not bad, but it was still not enough.

As soon as his mind moved, several dark purple rays of light fell from the sky, colliding with these flames, making a loud sound.

This trick has been broken.

The moment Qinglan's heart was not let go, the moment he felt this lightning strike on his back, the severe pain spread, and he suddenly felt a trance in front of him, and that was it, so that Hao Jiujiu found an opportunity and stabbed him in the chest with a sword.

Red blood stains spread.

He looked at the spirit sword on his chest, and suddenly laughed at Hao Jiujiu's dark eyes.

"Not bad."

Hao Jiujiu felt that the vitality around his body was rapidly declining, and the hand holding the sword was trembling uncontrollably, with Qinglan as the center, he strengthened the realm.

"But that's the end of it." Qing Lan raised the spirit sword in his right hand and slashed towards Hao Jiujiu's sword body, with a sonorous sound, a crisp sound sounded, and the spirit sword had been broken into two.

The dark purple light in the sky flickered, and the formation on the table cooperated with the receipt released by Qing Lan, and several pillars of light appeared around Hao Jiujiu in unison, firmly binding her.

For a moment, Hao Jiujiu felt that she couldn't breathe, the spirit cage was still shrinking, and she released all the vitality in her body to fight it.

"The out-of-body period is really strong."

Burst.

Hao Jiujiu spat out a mouthful of blood, his body seemed to be pressed by a mountain, and suffocating countless vitality surged from all directions.

On his fair face, some cracks gradually crept up. 、

If it goes on like this, she'll crack.

Haotian looked at Hao Jiujiu like this, and used his divine sense to cover her whole body, so as to protect her, but Hao Jiujiu seemed to know what Haotian wanted to do.

"Wait a minute."

Hao Jiujiu spat out another mouthful of blood, which seemed to be wrapped in fragments of her own internal organs, and her breathing was extremely heavy.

"I want to try it myself? Haven't you yet understood? My word. ”

That's right, under heavy pressure, Hao Jiujiu has to complete the last kick of his last foot in such a situation.

Haotian lowered his eyes: "Are you serious?" ”

Hao Jiujiu smiled: "Of course." ”

"Okay." Haotian regained his strength.

Let me see if you can do it.

Qing Lan pulled out the spirit sword body inserted in his chest and threw it aside casually.

At this moment, all the strength of the monk belonging to the out-of-body period was used by him, and the heavens and the earth changed, and the long sword in his hand cut through the void, bringing countless thunderbolts and lightning, and the volley struck towards Hao Jiujiu.

"It's time to finish."

He said lightly.

This coercion once again went towards Hao Jiujiu, and at the same time carried the power of thunder and lightning.

That was all the Heavenly Tribulation Power that Qing Lan had absorbed before.

Hao Jiujiu fought for fate and turned the vitality around her body, the cracks on her face became bigger and bigger, she took a deep breath, and the dantian was also crumbling, but that will was constantly supported, sewn and mended, not broken, and constantly repaired, this severe pain was undoubtedly the most painful time that Hao Jiujiu experienced.

What is death?

I can't go back even if I'm dead.

So, you have to live.

Gotta go back alive.

Numerology, it is said that a person's life cannot be changed, Hao Jiujiu believed in the past, but now he doesn't believe it.

In the darkness, a path shining with white light gradually revealed, it was the path that belonged to Hao Jiujiu, she shouted loudly, and a vortex of vitality centered on her suddenly formed in the sky.

What is my word?

Of course it is - life!

It wasn't her life, she didn't admit it.

She wants to live, live to bloom her own style!

Alive, home.

The blood-stained half-cut sword seemed to silently speak of its master's courage.

Hao Jiujiu looked up at the sky, clenched the half-cut spirit sword in his hand, and used the half-cut sword as a weapon towards the spirit cage that trapped him, and swiped lightly, the sword qi overflowed, and the spirit cage was cut off by the waist.

The pure white sword qi, with the avenue chosen by Hao Jiujiu, bloomed in the air, and the avenue carried an invisible pressure towards the oppression of Qinglan.

In an instant, his realm was broken.

That is, the avenue that belongs to Hao Jiujiu's choice.

The Way of Life.

Mu Qingfeng looked at the woman standing in the white frost flower, and looked stunned, this is the path chosen by the wine junior sister?

Life?