Green bamboo, clear spring, beauty.

Miss Xue San and Hua Zhihua sat on the jade chair, both of them were stunning beauties, and their faces were beautiful, which could make the flowers of the entire mountain peak lose their color.

And under the sitting, Miss Xue San slightly revealed a kind of laziness, which looked even more moving. Compared with Miss Xue San, Hua Zhihua is like a fairy among the immortals, she is obviously extremely beautiful, but she is indescribable. She is obviously close at hand, but it gives people a strange feeling that is thousands of miles away and elusive.

Two different kinds of beauty make the whole mountain much brighter.

Zhang Ye sat opposite the two women, his eyes fell on the two of them, and he said loudly: "Two beauties, you don't retreat and cultivate, come to me, I don't know what's important." ”

Zhang Ye didn't bother to beat around the bush, and asked directly about his intentions.

For Zhang Ye, although the attraction of beauties is great, the attraction of cultivation is even greater. Zhang Ye has a large number of medium-grade spirit stones in his hands, waiting for him to cultivate.

Miss Xuesan's bright eyes fell on Zhang Ye, and she said with a smile: "Zhang Ye, did Cang Kongyun come over just now and want to take you as a slave? Do you know why she wants to take you as a slave?"

Zhang Ye's heart moved, and said, "I really don't know this." Miss Xue San is well-informed, and please help me to solve my doubts, I am grateful. ”

Miss Xue San smiled lightly and said, "Little Brother Zhang, you don't have to be grateful. All you have to do is have a good fight with me, and I'll tell you why. ”

Zhang Ye was a little surprised, he couldn't imagine that this Miss Xue San was actually a battle maniac. Zhang Ye was slightly stunned and said, "Okay, good, if you want to fight, come on." ”

When she first saw Miss Xue San, Miss Xue San gave Zhang Ye a great sense of oppression, which made Zhang Ye have a great interest in Miss Xue San's cultivation.

And Miss Xue San is as a martial arts celestial. actually likes to gather with young powerhouses, which is simply an incredible thing in Zhang Ye's eyes. In Zhang Ye's eyes, this Miss Xue San's whole body is full of a mysterious color, and it is not bad to be able to understand her skills.

Miss Xue San and Zhang Ye, the two of them flashed and came to a huge platform. The flower that has not spoken out loud has fallen far on a green bamboo.

This is among the ninety-seventh peaks. The competition platform opened up has layers of prohibitions on it, which can reduce the destructive power of the competition to the lowest point.

Miss Xue San stood lightly and said with a smile: "You can take out the knife." ”

Zhang Ye flipped his palm, and the Qingmang knife appeared in his hand, pointing at Miss Xue San from afar.

The Qingmang knife was in his hand, but Zhang Ye suddenly realized that he didn't have a trace of war intent in his heart. There is not the slightest idea of going out of the knife.

Miss Xue San on the opposite side is like the most moving flower in the world, standing quietly and gracefully. Who will take out a knife and slash at a beautiful flower?

Zhang Ye's face suddenly became solemn. He knew that Miss Xue San was powerful. But I didn't expect it to be so powerful. In front of Miss Xue San, the Qingmang knife in his hand was difficult to cut out.

"This Miss Xuesan. There is a kind of spiritual secret technique in absolute cultivation! This kind of spiritual secret technique has affected my state of mind without even realizing it. It's incredible!"

Zhang Ye was secretly shocked in his heart and took a deep breath.

"Whew!"

With the inhalation of this breath, an extremely tragic aura emanated from Zhang Ye's body. Then, the Qingmang knife in Zhang Ye's hand suddenly shook, and he slashed towards Miss Xue San!

Zhang Ye's knife is going to destroy the flowers!

"Huh?"

Seeing Zhang Ye brazenly sword, a look of surprise flashed in Miss Xuesan's eyes. And Hua Zhihua, who had not spoken, covered his small mouth in shock, as if he couldn't believe that Zhang Ye would make such a big move.

Miss Xue San chuckled lightly and said, "Little Brother Zhang is so ruthless. ”

Zhang Ye's knife was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he could slash in front of Miss Xue San. But Miss Xue San actually said seven words in this time, and these seven words made Zhang Ye hear them clearly without any confusion. After the seven words were finished, Zhang Ye's knife came to her.

In the face of Zhang Ye's knife, Miss Xue San's figure did not move at all, and even a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Zhang Ye's knife is about to be slashed at Miss Xue San. But at this moment, Zhang Ye suddenly felt a kind of will in the dark that made him stop.

This will of the underworld, like the will of heaven and earth, is full of majesty.

"Humph!"

Zhang Ye's eyes were cold, and he didn't pay any attention to this kind of dark will, and the Qingmang knife swung out.

Seeing Zhang Ye's knife continuing to slash over, a hint of surprise appeared in Miss Xuesan's eyes: "You can actually resist my 'Heavenly Will' Knowing the Heart Formula!!

Seeing that Zhang Ye's knife continued to slash, Miss Xue San finally made a move, she stretched out a green jade finger, as if casually pointing out.

"Poof!"

This finger seems to be random, but it magically points to the tip of Zhang Ye's knife. Zhang Ye only felt that his knife was easily dissolved by Miss Xue San. Miss Xue San not only dissolved his liliang, but also sent out a cool and cool liliang, which seemed to be able to go straight into the depths of memory.

Zhang Ye's expression froze, and Tianhe's righteous qi suddenly moved, dissolving this cool liliang, and said in a deep voice: "You liliang seems to be able to peek into other people's secrets. What kind of exercise is this?"

Miss Xue San smiled and said, "If you defeat me, I'll tell you." ”

As she spoke, Miss Xue San pointed out.

Generally speaking, fingering gives people a sense of trickery and cruelty. But Miss Xue San's fingering is like an emperor, giving orders to his subjects, with a high and majestic momentum.

In front of this finger, Zhang Ye's soul throbbed slightly.

"Huh!"

Zhang Ye suppressed the throbbing of his soul, and suddenly slashed out, hitting Miss Xuesan's fingertips.

"Poof!"

The tip of the knife and the fingertips struck, and a majestic liliang roared. Zhang Ye felt that he was like a sinner who had disobeyed the emperor's orders, and his crime was extremely heinous. Rao is Zhang Ye was determined, and under the erosion of this strange feeling, his body couldn't help but shake slightly, and he took two steps back.

"I've already taken out three things, and Zhang Ye actually only took two steps back. The strength of this man's spirit and tenacity are beyond my expectations!"

Miss Xue San's eyes flashed slightly, and the momentum on her body became more majestic, and she pointed again.

Zhang Ye took out the knife again, and his body took a few steps back.

Every time Miss Xue San attacked, there was a kind of majestic liliang. This majestic liliang is somewhat the same as the will of heaven and earth, and can go straight to the soul through the body. Rao is Zhang Ye comprehended the will of heaven and earth, and under this terrible liliang, he also retreated again and again, and even counterattacked became very difficult.

"Puff puff puff—"

Miss Xue San pointed out again and again, one finger was heavier than the other, and one finger was more powerful than the other, like an indifferent and ruthless emperor who was announcing his subordinates' crimes again and again.

Zhang Ye was ordered to retreat again and again, his whole body was churning with blood, and a mouthful of blood was almost about to spurt out. Zhang Ye forcibly suppressed the blood, and a raging anger rose in his heart: "This woman, the attack is getting more and more powerful every time, this is simply asking for my life." Even so, I'm not welcome, just fight to the death!"

Zhang Ye's body shook suddenly, and with a wave of the Qingmang knife, a gorgeous sword light burst out of the air.

This knife is the crack that fuses the seven artistic conceptions, and it is Zhang Ye's most powerful knife.

"Huh!"

When Miss Xue San and Hua Zhihua saw this knife, their eyes flashed with surprise.

Zhang Ye's knife is extremely powerful, and ordinary half-step spiritual Dao powerhouses can be killed with one sword. Although Miss Xuesan's cultivation surpassed the half-step spiritual path, she didn't dare to be careless in the face of Zhang Ye's sword.

Miss Xue San's ten fingers subtly popped out, and a strange Liliang bombarded the body of Zhang Ye's knife, and Zhang Ye's earth-shattering knife was dissolved by her.

Have no bottom!

The knife that was sent with all his strength was easily dissolved by Miss Xue San, Rao is Zhang Ye was determined, and he couldn't help but gasp. A bad feeling rose in his heart.

"Puff puff—"

After Miss Xue San dissolved Zhang Ye's strongest knife, she attacked again, and every attack of hers was extremely majestic, and every attack was extremely sharp.

In the face of this kind of attack, Zhang Ye could barely suppress Miss Xuesan's aggressive attack only by casting the strongest sword. But Zhang Ye's strongest knife can only be used seven or eight times at most, and after being cast a few times in succession, Zhang Ye only felt a moment of weakness, so he had to give up using the strongest knife and cast the thunder and lightning artistic conception around.

"Well, there are so many means, but no matter how many means you have, I will force them out one by one. Miss Xue San was slightly stunned and continued to launch a terrifying attack.

After casting the thunder and lightning artistic conception, Zhang Ye still felt unusually uncomfortable. Every time Miss Xue San made a move, it contained a terrifying soul attack, and under this kind of soul attack, Zhang Ye couldn't exert all his strength at all, and was killed in a terrible way. Zuihou, Zhang Ye had no choice but to stabilize his mind with the will of heaven and earth, and barely resisted Miss Xuesan's attack.

Miss Xue San felt the state of Zhang Ye, and her eyes flashed with brilliance.

Zhang Ye felt that while Miss Xue San was unleashing her attacks, she was paying attention to his every move, every subtle movement. Her eyes are like those of a hunter when he sees his prey.

"Boom!"

After fighting for half an hour, when Zhang Ye Tianhe's righteousness was about to run out, Miss Xue San suddenly pointed out a finger and shook Zhang Ye back, ending this battle that made Zhang Ye extremely aggrieved-

(To be continued......)