I saw Zhang Zixuan take two steps back before he stood up.

Xiao Yu, on the other hand, stepped back five or six steps before stopping.

At this glance, others thought that Xiao Yu was invincible, but Zhang Zixuan's hand behind his back was shaking slightly.

However, Xiao Yu is indeed uncomfortable, Zhang Zixuan's cultivation is higher than him, and he is also strong.

Under one blow, he suffered a dark loss. Immediately suppressing the spiritual power surging in his body, Xiao Yu attacked again. Recall the spirit sword and pick it up to the other party, the two of them attacked and defended, and after fighting back and forth for more than a dozen moves.

Zhang Zixuan suddenly retreated, widening the distance between the two, and then the sword technique in his hand changed, and the spirit sword in his hand suddenly split into two and stabbed to both sides.

But Xiao Yu saw that he couldn't attack for a long time, and his footwork under his feet changed again and again, and at great speed, several phantoms were produced, and each phantom was all attacked by Zhang Zixuan.

Of the two sword shadows that came suddenly, one of them was naturally also a phantom. It depends on the eyesight of the two, if the judgment is wrong, success or failure will be in one fell swoop.

The disciples under the ring were dazzled and couldn't tell which was true and which was false.

Only those knot disciples, fusion disciples, and the Yuanying monks in front of the hall can see it clearly, and this kind of small scene is really not enough for them.

In addition to watching the battle, in addition to giving some advice, they also nodded their heads from time to time, obviously with the cultivation of the two of them, it was already very good to be able to do this level.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

The two of them parted with a touch, and after a few breaths, Xiao Yu's right hand left a trail of blood, and dripping blood fell on the ring.

And Zhang Zixuan touched his neck, smiled bitterly, and said to Xiao Yu: "Uncle Xiao's skills are superior, it's Zixuan's carelessness!" After speaking, he put away the spirit sword, turned around and walked off the ring.

It wasn't until after this competition that the referee on the side of the ring opened his mouth to announce that Xiao Yu had won and entered the finals.

After getting out of the ring, Xiao Yu took out a black cloth from the storage bag and wiped the blood on his hands as he walked.

"Boss~"

"Senior brother, how are you, your hand is injured, isn't it?"

Two calls, one large and one small, sounded. Xiao Fei was very excited, as soon as Xiao Yu got out of the ring, he wanted to come over and hug him to celebrate, but he was kicked away by Xiao Yu, and his face was full of disgust.

And Song Ling'er was much more reserved, standing aside and looking at Xiao Yu's hand, and asked with concern.

Returning Song Ling'er with a smile, Xiao Yu said lightly: "It's okay, a little injury, just protect it with spiritual power." ”

Song Ling'er is the spiritual root of the five elements, and Xiao Fei is an outer disciple, the two of them have Xiao Yu's help, and the spirit stone does not have to worry, and their cultivation has reached the fourth layer.

I have usually seen other disciples learn from each other, but this is the first time I have seen this competition, not to mention the danger, they are all injured, no wonder she is in a hurry.

After appeasing the two, Xiao Yu was ready to say hello to Qingyue and go back. Now that you've reached the finals, there's no need to stay and wait for tomorrow's finals.

Bidding farewell to the two, Xiao Yu walked all the way up the steps, and saluted the Endless Sect Master and the other Yuanying Cultivators one by one.

I only heard the Endless Sect Master smile heartily: "Senior nephew Xiao Yu, not bad, the first to enter the finals, you have to work hard tomorrow, don't live up to your master's expectations!"

Xiao Yu looked up at Qingyue, and saw that although Qingyue was still expressionless, the appreciation in his eyes couldn't be suppressed, and he said to Xiao Yu: "It's not bad, if you can be faster in the end, you won't hurt yourself, and you have to work harder when you go back." ”

And the Yuanying monks of other sects, in the face of the beginning of the love month, naturally greeted Xiao Yu with a smile, and some would also open their mouths to praise them.

I only heard Zifeng Daojun suddenly turn around, looked at Qingyue and said: "I can't imagine that Wuwei Daojun has accepted such an excellent disciple, congratulations, it is much better than my stupid disciple, and now I am sixteen years old and I have only perfected my qi refining, I am really ashamed!"

As soon as these words came out, those who couldn't stand it rolled their eyes directly, and even those who took care of their image pouted.

Are you boasting or boasting! Be careful not to slap your hand on the horse's leg, it's ridiculous.

The scene was a little quiet, and Zifeng Daojun, who didn't know it, continued: "Wuwei Daojun, after this big competition, I will take my disciples to visit Wuwei Peak and let the two of them learn a thing or two, how about it?"

Xiao Yu looked at Zi Feng's burning eyes, and finally understood, it turned out to be Se Ling Zhidi.

The entire immortal cultivation world knew that Qing Yue had a cold temperament and treated people and things coldly, so there was no end to the sect master who could make her feel kind.

This Zifeng Daojun, I'm afraid I'm going to have a hot face and a cold butt.

He didn't even look at him when he heard Qing Yue, and refused indifferently: "No need, Wuwei Peak doesn't welcome outsiders!"

"Ugh!"

Zifeng Daojun turned around in embarrassment, his expression depressed.

If it was before, Xiao Yu would definitely rub it out and watch the jokes at the beginning of the love month. But now, forget it, when he gets the first place in the big competition, he will go down the mountain to practice.

At this time, it is better not to make extraneous branches. After saying goodbye and returning to the cave, Xiao Yu quickly swallowed the elixir, suppressed the surging spiritual power in his body, and then hurriedly meditated cross-legged.

In this battle, he not only injured his hand, but also suffered a violent turmoil in his spiritual power, and he almost couldn't control the outbreak, but fortunately, he was tough and suppressed.

After a night of pranayama, the injury has been healed, and when I left the cave, I saw Qingyue sitting on the stone table drinking tea.

Glancing at him, Qing Yue said lightly: "Let's leave when the injury is healed." ”

After speaking, he swept his sleeves, put away the tea set, and then moved lightly, and in a blink of an eye, he was a hundred zhang away.

Secretly pouting, Xiao Yu strode to follow, the two figures became faster and faster, but no matter how Xiao Yu accelerated, they always fell dozens of feet.

At the speed of the two, by the time they came to the square, half an hour had passed.

The square was still full of people, because there were many disciples, and there were only thirty in the ring, so it could only be held overnight.

One night, for the monks, it was just a passing cloud, except for the Qi refining disciples who had not yet Bigu and needed to eat, the competition went on as usual.

Xiao Yu came to Xiao Fei's side and asked, "How is the situation?"

When Song Ling'er saw Xiao Yu, she hurriedly said, "Senior brother, you are finally here, the finals have begun!" ”

After Song Ling'er finished speaking, she pointed to a standing stone tablet.

Xiao Yu followed the direction she pointed, and sure enough, she saw a huge stone tablet, which was full of the names of the opponents and the number of the ring.

As soon as a ring ends, there will be the next pair of opponents, appearing below the ring number.

If there is a stick of incense in the battle information, if you do not come to power, it will be treated as automatic abstention.

At this rate, Xiao Yu didn't wait long before he saw his name appear under the ring number six.

Fighting against him was a female disciple of Flawless Peak, the ninth layer of qi refining.

As soon as the two of them entered the No. 6 ring, the female disciple frequently gave Xiao Yu a pitiful look.

The beautiful little face, coupled with a white dress, shows off the scorching style.

It's a pity that Xiao Yu hates people in white.