On the battle platform.

Li Zhou got up slowly, stood in the corner of one side, and bowed his hand slightly towards Bai Shijiao.

"Good!"

Bai Shijiao replied lightly, and the light in her narrow eyes suddenly condensed.

Zheng!

The Xuantie sword in Zhou Tieyi's hand stabbed out, and the crimson light on the blade flowed, dazzling and bewitching, as if it was going to pierce people's hearts and souls.

The sword came out like a rainbow, and it came in an instant.

Bai Shijiao looked at the crimson sword tip in front of her, her figure did not retreat, and she looked at it calmly.

A silver-white sword appeared out of thin air.

The blade of the sword was surrounded by a white light, allowing the crimson blade to pierce up.

Sonorous!

The crisp sound of the iron sword breaking.

When the Xuantie Sword stabbed into the silver-white sword, a surging burst of white spiritual power rippled out from the silver-white sword, and the Xuantie Sword shattered in response, turning into seven or eight fragments and scattering in all directions.

The white spiritual power bombarded Li Zhou's chest, directly causing him to retreat ten zhang away.

Li Zhou stood firm, feeling a surge of qi and blood in his body, and his spiritual power was slightly disturbed.

Is this the difference between the Extreme Realm of Contemplation and the Extreme Realm of Spiritual Inheritance?

A big realm is really a sky-falling gap!

He threw away the hilt of the sword in his hand, and looked at Bai Shijiao calmly with his eyes, wondering if there were any flaws to be found.

"You're not my opponent, admit defeat!"

Bai Shijiao looked at Li Zhou, and on her white fingertips, a silver talisman array slowly rotated in the void.

Dots of silver scattered from the rune array.

"Edgeworth's Jutsu!"

Seeing this, Jiang Huaqing of the Kunlun Dao Gate frowned, and then said thoughtfully.

The two palace masters of Kunlun Daomen and Yunzhou Dao Palace in front of the palace were also slightly moved when they saw this.

The art of the sword is a magical power that is more difficult to practice among the monks, and it is necessary to comprehend the sword intent in the Chengling Realm, and there are certain requirements for the talent and soul of the monks.

Li Zhou looked at Bai Shijiao, and he was not reckless, but thought about it seriously, and then said: "I'll make another sword, if you can take it, I'll admit defeat!"

Bai Shijiao bowed slightly.

She didn't say anything, she didn't move, she obviously acquiesced.

Seeing this, Li Zhou's spiritual power was mobilized, and a sword qi was condensed in front of him, in fact, he could be condensed into other shapes, but after thinking about it, the sword should be a little more handsome.

The sword qi condensed in the void, surrounded by crimson light, and slowly turned dark red.

There were faint wisps of black light circulating in the sword qi.

"Demon Dao Exercises!"

On the seat of the Kunlun Dao Gate, Jiang Huaqing's brows instantly froze, and a touch of incomprehension flashed in his eyes.

Aren't the existing Demon Dao Dao systems in Yunzhou all incomplete, Li Zhou's talent is not bad, why would he choose to cultivate the incomplete Demon Dao Exercises?

The powerhouses of the various sects in front of the hall also frowned.

Bai Ya's face was relatively calm, she had already seen it in the Tang Mansion, and naturally understood that the demonic Dao tradition that Li Zhou cultivated was not incomplete.

Xianyue shook her head, and secretly sighed that it was a pity, she had intended to take this Li Zhou away when she received Tang Xuerou, but now it seems that there is no need for this.

He started late, and now he has practiced the Demon Dao Exercises, and if he abolishes it and re-cultivates it, he doesn't know if he will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey.

A hearty smile appeared on Yang Zhijie's face.

The prince's eyes also showed a smile, and he said lightly: "Although birth cannot determine future achievements, if you go the wrong way, it will affect your future cultivation!"

He looked at Chen Changan below, intentionally or unintentionally.

Chen Changan didn't seem to hear it, and looked at the battle platform calmly.

On the battle platform, Li Zhou took a step forward.

Zheng!

The sword qi broke through the void like a dark red lightning bolt tearing through the void.

A raging wind appeared out of thin air within the barrier, a dark red glow dazzling.

The people in the palace also saw some clues.

Li Zhou's sword qi, the moment it swept out, the color turned much darker towards dark red, and the momentum was more than doubled.

No one noticed that after releasing this sword qi, Li Zhou's skin was much more rosy, and all the meridians appeared, and he used all the spiritual power carried in his qi and blood to urge this sword qi.

Bai Shijiao's face was straight, a serious light appeared in her eyes, her white little hand was raised, and she pinched out a few talismans.

The silver sword in the void shone brightly, and a curtain of light poured out in front of her.

For some reason, she felt a sudden sense of crisis.

The red sword qi fell on the light curtain.

There was a deafening roar, and a strong crash rippled out of the platform with the terrifying aftermath.

Everyone in the Spring and Autumn Hall could feel a strong wind coming out of the barrier and blowing through them.

The aftermath of the connection realm that could not be completely blocked shows the fierceness of the collision on the battle platform.

However, everyone didn't care about the gust of wind, their eyes fell on the battle platform, watching the dark red sword qi engulf Bai Shijiao, and countless people's hearts were raised.

Airplanes!

A subtle but clear sword roar resounded on the battle platform, spreading throughout the entire hall.

I saw a little silver light in the dark red light, and then quickly enlarged and directly cut the dark red light.

Bai Shijiao held a sword in her hand and stepped out.

A wave of terrifying qi rushed forward as she stepped forward.

Li Zhou urged the only remaining spiritual power in his body to protect his body while resisting the strong qi waves.

Bai Shijiao looked at him, her face was very calm, and she didn't speak.

"I throw in the towel!"

Li Zhou took a slow breath, and then bowed.

He knew that Bai Shijiao kept his hand, otherwise the sword after Fang Cai's qi wave was enough to kill him.

As he spoke, he fell.

The barrier around the battle platform disappeared.

Li Zhou slowly walked down from the stage, and in the midst of countless glances, he sat back behind Chen Changan.

"How does it feel?"

Chen Changan glanced at his eyes and asked jokingly.

"Hey, it's uncomfortable, I originally wanted to make a name for myself at the Spring and Autumn Banquet, but now it seems that it has to be slow!" Li Zhou pursed his lips and said.

"Haha, it's pretty beautiful to think, let's practice hard!" Chen Changan smiled when he heard this, and said angrily.

Li Zhou smiled and shook his head, but his eyes secretly glanced at the woman in front of the hall.

A determined look flashed in his eyes, "Yes, I will definitely cultivate well!"

With the end of the battle between Li Zhou and Bai Shijiao, the Spring and Autumn Palace returned to calm, of course, Yang Zhijie in front of the palace was very proud at the moment, looking around, as if he wanted to tell everyone that Bai Shijiao was his disciple, although he had not taught her anything.

Bai Shijiao slowly walked back to her seat, she closed her eyes and stopped talking.

"Hey, his appearance is outstanding, and his cultivation is still so powerful, I don't know which man will be cheaper?" A sect disciple watched Bai Shijiao return to his seat, and then whispered.

"Anyway, it's not as cheap as you, just take a good look!"

"Yes, if I can marry her, I am willing to live ten years less. ”

The discussion of the male friars sounded, which aroused the displeasure of some of the female friars beside him.

"Who should come to the stage next?" a female disciple of the Yunzhou Dao Palace opened her mouth and changed the subject.

In fact, she didn't care about the Spring and Autumn Banquet, but she just didn't want to listen to the senior brother next to her praise Bai Shijiao.

"It should be those people in Kunlun, the younger generation who can defeat Bai Shijiao here, except for the senior disciples of Kunlun Daomen, there should be no one, right?" someone speculated.

"I think so, after all, the Kunlun Dao Sect took out the eighth-order thousand-year-old cold iron, and it will definitely not be given to outsiders. ”

"Forget it, what the hell are we going to do, just take a good look. ”

......

There was a commotion in the hall.

Just when everyone began to speculate about who would come to the stage next, the crown prince Sima Yu slowly stood up and walked to the battle platform.

In an instant, countless eyes converged.

What is he going to do?

Countless people wondered.

Sima Yu smiled faintly, looked at Bai Shijiao, who had just sat down not far away, and bowed her hand slightly.

"Sima Yu has admired the demeanor of the white girl for a long time, I don't know if I can teach a few tricks?"

His voice was calm and elegant, like a very well-educated scholar, but the meaning of his words really shocked everyone in the Spring and Autumn Palace.

"He wants to challenge Bai Shijiao?"

"I heard you right, he is from a secular background, and he looks similar to Bai Shijiao in age, how dare he challenge Bai Shijiao?"

The curiosity of countless people was instantly aroused by Sima Yu.

Before the Spring and Autumn Banquet, Sima Yu gave each of them a pill, which was worth a lot of money, and left them with a good impression, but the good impression can only represent the relationship at most, not the strength.

"Your Highness!"

During the Kunlun Dao Gate, Zhan Xuan, who was meditating and healing, opened his eyes.

She looked at Sima Yu not far away with a worried face, and for some reason, the strange feeling before became more and more obvious.

During the banquet of the Changbai Sword Sect, Bai Shijiao opened her eyes, her delicate body shook slightly, and she was also stunned for a moment.

She stood up, frowned at Sima Yu, and asked, "Are you sure?"

The corners of Sima Yu's mouth smiled faintly, and then he stepped forward, wearing a golden robe without wind, the momentum of the Chengling Extreme Realm came out through his body, and the golden flames under his emperor's feet instantly ignited, spreading across the entire battle platform like a fire.

"Doesn't the white girl want to teach?" Sima Yu still had a smile on his face, but the momentum at the moment was not gentle, as if a long-hidden divine sword was unsheathed, and the edge was dazzling in the world.

He endured it for twenty-two years, and today he can't bear it anymore.

So he chose the Spring and Autumn Banquet as a good way, ready to use it to tell Jin Guo, Kunlun and his father that everyone would tell everyone that Sima Yu would no longer be a pawn from today.

The cultivation of the Spiritual Extreme!

Red Flame Daoyi!

Seeing this, everyone in the Spring and Autumn Hall was stunned for a moment, they thought that Sima Yu was a gentle scholar, but at this moment, it seemed that he was a wise man with a deep understanding of the city.

Especially the people of all ethnic groups in the Jin Kingdom were even more stunned when they saw this.

The prince I saw in front of me was very different from the prince in my impression in the past.

If the crown prince in the past was a subordinate minister, then today he is an anti-king who holds high the banner of the city's battle.

Those who had previously wondered why Sima Yu dared to challenge Bai Shijiao suddenly realized.