Although the frost and daggers that have been enveloping this area have dispersed, the invisible oppression still makes many people look solemn and their eyes are afraid.

The figures of the two women are still frozen in mid-air, as if they are free from the suction force between heaven and earth, floating here strangely and realistically.

But not everything is set in stone, like energy.

A wave of energy was slowly accumulating, and the air in the air, which was originally somewhat cool, became even thinner and cooler.

Yue Mochen clearly saw that at this time, a trace of panic flashed in Ying Ayashuang's eyes, and he knew that Yue Moqing's counterattack was coming.

Sure enough, at this time, the second girl in the air, her body suddenly separated, not both of them retreated, but Yue Moqing suddenly fell sharply towards the platform, and below her, a majestic spiritual power burst out instantly, like a volcano, but with the breath of frost, it exploded violently!

Yue Moqing's long hair, which was originally tied up, fell down at this time, hanging down the girl's slender waist like the Milky Way, but her face was expressionless, and with a light wave of her slender hand, there seemed to be a river of swords flowing in her clear glass-like eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a clear sword chant also resounded between heaven and earth at this time, and everyone could see it, a dazzling sword light that was so bright that it even pierced people's eyes painfully, suddenly burst out from Yue Moqing's hand at this time!

In the exclamation of everyone, the sword light condensed, and in an instant, it turned into a huge sword shadow that was about a hundred feet! And in that sword light, there was an indescribable coldness, as if even the heavens and the earth could be frozen.

"Sword Flying Frost?"

Bai Ling on the rostrum exclaimed in a faux puff: "This little girl has actually practiced the sword and the frost?"

In addition to Yue Moqing herself, there was also a hidden identity of Yue Mochen, including a group of big people on the rostrum, all the audience did not expect that in Yue Moqing's hands, there was such a hole card!

The shadow Lingshuang in mid-air was even more frightened, the jade legs were dotted in the void, and the figure was raised again, trying to widen the distance between him and Yue Moqing.

Yue Moqing was out of sight, and swung sword after sword towards the void where no one was, no one felt that she was useless, because everyone had already discovered that every time she swung another sword, her sword momentum increased a few points, and the huge sword shadow also condensed a few points.

From the perspective of the way of the sword, Yue Moqing's sword is not too outstanding, but in terms of martial arts, she has undoubtedly exerted herself to the extreme of what she can do.

Ying Lingshuang's face was even more solemn at this time, her eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together, and finally she slapped herself, when the blood spit out of her mouth, Ying Lingshuang's state suddenly changed, and she became stronger, and the trace of malaise she had before disappeared, and a determined light welled up in her beautiful eyes.

If she consumed too much life force, she would probably die, but she still did not hesitate.

"Bloody Blow!"

With Ying Lingshuang's coquettish shout, a blood-colored light and shadow converged from all directions, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a dagger no less than the sword shadow below.

The blood-red giant dagger was suspended in the air, surrounded by gray shadows, like a lingering resentful spirit, and from time to time let out a long and mournful howl, resounding in the center of the square.

Ying Lingshuang's white robe was reflected in the blood light with a demonic red, the red light wrapped her graceful and delicate body, the green silk flew in the air, and the pair of narrow phoenix eyes flashed with coldness and pride.

"This ......"

Everyone was amazed, looking at the shadow above their heads, it was as if they saw a demon god from hell, carrying blood and unwilling resentful spirits, returning to the world.

And Yue Moqing, who stepped on the platform, stood upright, the long sword pointed obliquely, and the pale yellow long skirt fit the soft body, extending the alluring curves to the fullest, clear and seductive, her fighting spirit was not as sharp as Wen Qingxuan, but when the girl's eyes drooped slightly, she could feel a trace of indifference passing by, like ice, like frost.

Yue Moqing stopped swinging her sword, because her energy had been stored to the limit, and the crystal-white sword shadow on the stage was vibrating, as if it was about to break through the sky at any time.

The slender jade hand picked up a strand of long hair next to her ear, Yue Mo glanced at Ying Lingshuang coldly, and said, "If this trick can't defeat you, I'm willing to admit defeat." ”

"Me too!" came the voice of Ying Lingshuang in midair.

Immediately after, the surrounding air was agitated, and bursts of power came out from two huge phantoms, and then, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, and the two attacks invariably bombarded each other!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the white sword shadow and the blood-red dagger phantom collided together, and the incomparable energy raged, and even the space became distorted.

Immediately, under the strength of the hedge, the two women flew out upside down, Yue Moqing's delicate body smashed the stage, and Ying Lingshuang's figure flew into the sky like a cannonball!

At this time, a faint voice sounded, and Mo Juqi announced the result of the game: "In this game, the two sides are tied, and each has a win. That's it for today, it's going to go on tomorrow!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure sprang out from the rostrum, swept towards the shadow Ayashuang in mid-air, and after dissolving the momentum on the latter's body, it slowly floated down on the stage.

Although everyone was very surprised by the result of the draw, no one protested, because at this time, Yue Moqing and Ying Ling were both unconscious, and it was fair to judge with a draw.

And in this way, as long as there is no draw in the next game, then after the first round, there will be exactly ten players participating in the second round, and there will be no more byes, for the time being, this is the best of both worlds.

Of course, if there are players who are tied next, that's a different story.

In order not to reveal his identity, Yue Mochen could only observe Yue Moqing's injuries from afar, and when he found out that Yue Moqing was just out of strength and unconscious, and his injuries were not very serious, he relieved himself and left the square with Honduras and others, and went to invite Yuelou to eat.

A group of five people walked on the road, and all they heard was everyone's discussion of today's game, and when it came to excitement, they danced with their hands, and their expressions were like saying how they were able to defeat strong opponents on stage.

"It's really a world where the strong are respected!"

Ma Huaming sighed and stopped talking.