Following the words, I saw a cold female cultivator standing there dressed similarly to the female cultivator who was defeated by Tang Rui, looking at them with a cold temperament and cold eyebrows.

It's like a piece of ice, exuding cold air anytime and anywhere, and it doesn't look like it's in a good temper.

The deacon disciple was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said with a smile: "It turns out that Liu Daoyou is also here, please bring the waist card to me to check, it is correct, the two of you can enter and start the competition." ”

Hearing this, Su Jianxing retracted his gaze, untied his waist card and handed it over. Liu Lanting walked step by step, and her every move was full of fairy spirit, like a fairy in the picture scroll.

When passing by Su Jianxing, she snorted coldly, although the sound was not loud, but it was very clear in Su Jianxing's ears. Su Jianxing was inexplicable, and this soft snort made her sure that the other party's coldness was coming at her.

Is there some personal vendetta? Su Jianxing thought about it carefully, but he didn't have half a memory.

This inexplicable hostility is really confusing.

After snorting coldly, Liu Lanting casually threw the waist card to the deacon disciples, and then raised his chin to look elsewhere, looking arrogant and proud.

Su Jianxing: Sick.

After checking the waist card, the deacon disciple returned it to the two of them separately: "It has been checked correctly, please invite the two senior sisters to join the battle." ”

Each of the four fields into which Sword Cliff is divided is set up with a formation, and once the formation is opened, it is impossible to enter or exit. There are three rules to confirm the victory or defeat during the competition, one is that the opponent is seriously injured and defeated, and the defensive formation on the waist card is opened; the second is that the other party personally admits defeat; The third is to beat the opponent out of the test table, as long as the formation is lost.

The formation is set up to prevent the people who have been beaten out of the field from flying to the test venue of another group and disrupting the battle situation.

The two took back their waist cards and walked into the formation for the first time.

The white light flashed, the formation opened, and the competition of this game was officially opened.

The two of them stood on both sides of the field, and the distance between them was about ten zhang. Generally speaking, at this time, if the two sides of the competition do not know each other, they will politely exchange names first, and then say a few words before starting the fight. After all, the competition is just a competition, and it is not a life-and-death feud.

Liu Lanting raised his chin and said in a rambling voice: "I am Liu Lanting of Fengyi Palace, in the late stage of the Jindan Realm, I should have shown mercy to you as a subordinate in the early stage of the Jindan Realm, but the disciples of the late stage of the Jindan Realm of your sect did not show mercy to the junior sister of my sect, yes, I'm sorry, I won't show mercy to my subordinates, and this battle will definitely return the insults that the disciples of your sect inflicted on my little junior sister." ”

Su Jianxing was stunned when she heard this: Isn't Guiyizong coming out alone this time? What the hell is she talking about? The content sounds familiar.

Just as she was about to think about it, Liu Lanting didn't intend to listen to Su Jianxing's words, so she directly sacrificed her natal magic weapon and came straight to her.

This seemingly unreasonable scene that seems to be full of reason really makes Su Jianxing feel a little ridiculous.

Liu Lanting's magic weapon is the same as the female cultivator who was knocked off the test table by Tang Rui's move, using a shawl. It's just that this shawl is obviously much more delicate and advanced than her junior sister's.

It was a semi-transparent piece of yarn, which at first glance seemed to be white, but in the sunlight there was a faint flow of five colors, which was very shiny and dazzling. I don't think it's made of ordinary materials.

Na Luo Sha is actually called the magic weapon of "Chaotian Aya", which looks light as nothing, but when Liu Lanting held it and threw it out, the soft Saluo was suddenly as hard as steel, and went straight to the enemy's vital point.

Su Jianxing stood still and didn't move, although Liu Lanting sneaked up first, her movements were really a little slow in her eyes.

Only when Sara was in front of him did he tilt his head slightly, avoiding the attack that carried the strong wind.

Seeing that she had avoided her first blow, Liu Lanting did not show a disappointed look on her face, but the corners of her lips curled slightly, as if everything was under her control.

In the next moment, the leno that was originally as hard as thin steel softened again, and instantly bent and surrounded it, so that Su Jianxing's whole person was entangled.

When the people watching the battle outside saw this scene, they couldn't help but sigh Su Jianxing underestimated the enemy.

"This little girl is still inexperienced, Chaotian Aya is the most commonly used magic weapon in Fengyi Palace, but it can be rigid and soft, hard or soft, unpredictable, how can it be so easy to deal with."

As soon as the man's voice fell, someone next to him suddenly said, "That's not right." ”

What's wrong? The person who shifted his gaze out of the water mirror because of emotion suddenly moved his gaze back.

I saw that Liu Lanting's face was not as victorious as before, but instead controlled Chaotian Aya with a cautious face.

Looking at the place where Su Jianxing was standing on the opposite side, she was already gone, and only a snow-white long sword of Sword Peak hovered over that place.

The heavy sword intent swirling around the sword body was in harmony with the sky

The long sword hovered in mid-air, and the sword body swirled with heavy sword intent to compete with Chaotian Aya.

Liu Lanting was entanglement and strangulation Su Jianxing for the delay in breaking through the sudden burst of sword qi, and the heart path sword cultivation really couldn't treat it with common sense, even the sword cultivation in the early stage of the Jindan Realm was so difficult.

However, Liu Lanting didn't know that in the midst of her Chaotian Aya, the main owner had already quietly disappeared and appeared behind Liu Lanting.

Everyone in the water mirror from the sidelines saw this scene.

The scene was in an uproar.

"How did she get there?"

"I don't know, I didn't see it at all, I just saw the sword appear and the man disappeared. What about you? ”

"It's a retreat, only a retreat can reach such a state."

"It's a little bit like, but it's not quite like it. Although the escape technique is practical, Liu Lanting will not use spiritual power to block the surrounding aura, how did Su Jianxing break through the past? ”

There was no one to answer this question, so I could only continue to pay attention to the battle situation in that water mirror after looking at each other.

Su Jianxing did use the Escape Technique, but in the same way, as the spectators outside said, Liu Lanting had a wealth of experience in competing and fighting as a late-stage monk of the Jindan Realm, even if he felt that the victory was in his hands when facing Su Jianxing, it was impossible to forget to use spiritual power to lay obstacles around his body to prevent the opponent from getting close.

But Su Jianxing still broke through, and even appeared behind Liu Lanting.

The distance between them was too close, so close that as long as Su Jianxing raised his hand, he could touch Liu Lanting's neck.

Su Jianxing also raised his hand.

"She's in the back, in the back."

"Senior Sister Liu, look back."

It was the female disciples of Fengyi Palace who looked at the water mirror and shouted hoarsely, if it weren't for the formation and rules to block them, they would have rushed into the formation to replace them.

However, due to the rules, they couldn't do this, so they could only scream hoarsely, trying in vain to remind Liu Lanting.

However, the formation set up in the venue inevitably has some people using divine thoughts or sound transmission to guide the competition, and the sound insulation effect is first-class.

It was useless to let the group of female disciples of Fengyi Palace scream and cut their throats.

Su Jianxing seemed to be aware of it, and glanced at the place outside the field, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a slightly upturned arc.

Her hand had already merged into a sword, landing on Liu Lanting's slender neck.

Liu Lanting wholeheartedly manipulated the magic weapon Chaotian Aya to fight with Su Jianxing, who she thought in her heart, and felt that although it might not be impossible to consume like this, but in the end, a competition with a winning chance in her hands became a tug-of-war, so wouldn't the arrogant words she released before also seem a little angry?

No way! We still have to find another way to break through and solve it quickly.

Liu Lanting was thinking of a breakthrough strategy, when suddenly his heart sank, and his back went up from the tail vertebrae to a frightening coolness.

She didn't have time to think about it, her instinct as a monk told her to leave the place she was in immediately, immediately.

However, it was too late.

There was a slightly cool, numb touch around the neck.

Liu Lanting wanted to look back, but the touch suddenly increased, making her eyes go black and her body fell to the ground softly.