On the cloud platform, Jun Hao, the gate master of the Heavenly Desolate Gate, his face was blue and extremely ugly, and he sat back on his seat, his eyes cold and silent.

Dao Lin glanced at his side face, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the disciples with the highest voices in the Heavenly Desolate Sect were almost folded in the hands of the Kunlun Sect.

The battle between the two gates, although it is not over yet, at least for now, Kunlun is the first to take the lead and steadily occupy the upper hand.

In the audience, Chen Yueling was bowing to Dao Ping'er, who nodded with satisfaction, and it was rare that Chen Yueling, known as the ice beauty, had a rare smile on her face.

"Yes, your sword intent transformation has already taken shape, and it is not in vain to work hard for your teacher. ”

"Thanks to the master's guidance. Chen Yueling approached Dao Ping'er, and the latter's hand caressed her hair lovingly, but Chen Yueling's eyes were at Li Xiaoyi.

He looked at her, and she smiled slightly.

And Li Xiaoyi was still thinking about Dao Ping'er's words, and his heart was more and more curious about the legendary four-style sword intent true technique.

He really wanted to see Kunlun back then, Kunlun standing in the clouds in the glorious era.

Blink of an eye to look at the No. 6 ring, this is his next game, and the last, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the attention behind him is long, he has long been used to it.

There is no admiration in this, and there are no respectful words, but more of a mentality of watching the play.

Ring No. 6 was overcrowded, and this was the case before Li Xiaoyi arrived.

As the competition progressed, more and more disciples of the sect were eliminated, and the advantages of the six sects became more and more obvious.

Of course, Kunlun's quota is still at the bottom of the six sects, and Li Xiaoyi's scene is the first time he has met the children of the great sects.

The Forgetting Worries Sect can be said to be the most popular sect in the entire Sword Trial Society, and even compared to the Shushan Sword Sect, it is not too reckless.

The reason is that the disciples of this sect are all women, and they are all as beautiful as immortals, and they are all people with outstanding appearances.

When Li Xiaoyi walked over, some people were amazed, some people regretted, and some people scolded quietly.

He didn't blame others, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, and looked at the woman who had already stood on the stage, without Chen Yueling's coldness, weakness and pity, and Chu Chu's touching color.

When the four eyes met, Li Xiaoyi's mind was unexpectedly confused.

It is a kind of leisurely and drunken feeling that makes people trance, and when drinking wine and climbing a tall building, I suddenly see the blur of beautiful eyes.

Li Xiaoyi slowly stepped onto the stage, and the red feathered phoenix feather at the corner of his left eye was bright red.

"Is this going to kill someone?" said someone in surprise.

"How do you know?" asked someone next to him.

The man looked at the woman in the ring with some regret and said, "If you have watched the first few matches of the smiling Yama, you will know that the red mark on his face has no good result every time it is bright red. ”

"Can he do it with such a beautiful woman?" the man still looked a little unconvinced.

It is said that now, her face is still blue and swollen, and the little girl washes her face with tears all day long, and she doesn't dare to go out to meet people. The man's face was unbearable.

The person next to him was a little speechless, looking at the woman in the ring, his heart was like a knife.

On the other hand, the voice of the Kunlun Sect shook the sky, because of the increase in the number of people, but also because Li Xiaoyi's reputation in Kunlun was still there, and the eyes of outsiders in Kunlun over the years were more disdain than awe.

Let the disciples who are the children of Kunlun hold their breath, and Li Xiaoyi's reputation in the past few days, the disciples who participated in the sword trial meeting in the early stage.

Everyone understood how ruthless and decisive this little uncle in their door was, and their blood was suddenly boiling, and they shouted hoarsely desperately.

On the side of the Forgetting Worries Sect, although there were also shouts, because they were all women, the momentum was much worse.

In the ring, Li Xiaoyi looked at each other, and the judge elder of Shushan had already shouted to start, but both sides had the intention of doing it immediately.

Lin Yunyu, who forgot to worry about the sect, smiled inexplicably, and his face was sad and lovely.

What is this?

Li Xiaoyi couldn't help but think of Mr. Hu's favorite poem when he was lying on the wall in the past, and he didn't understand it originally, but now he understands it a little.

"The beauty rolls the beaded curtain, sits deeply and frowns. But when I saw the tears wet, I didn't know who I hated. ”

This is a grudge and a longing, but the Lin Yun ballad in front of her deeply engraved the woman's poignant beauty in Li Xiaoyi's mind.

He couldn't help but feel a hint of pity, and he wanted to walk over and hold it in his arms, so that he could be comforted.

Then go and appease!

Li Xiaoyi raised his hand is a finger, and suddenly the yin qi was rolling, and in the cold wind, the ghost cried and howled, as if he had moved the netherworld to the world.

The spectators in the audience booed, and some even scolded loudly, and the ghost-headed general with green fangs still rushed out without hesitation.

There is no shelter on the opposite side, and there is no barrier barrier, facing the fierce momentum of the ghost-headed general, it is like knowing that death is imminent, but you can face it calmly.

Especially when the other party is still a beautiful woman, this scene is a little cruel.

In Li Xiaoyi's mind, there was always an inappropriate emotion in his mind, telling him that this was wrong.

At the same time that he was almost about to succeed, a spontaneous rebellious psychology was alerting him all the time.

It's not an interesting thing to destroy flowers with spicy hands.

The Quartet Treasure Mirror has a slight chill that travels all over the body, this magic weapon obtained from the white fox can not only conjure illusion, but also a weapon against illusion.

The ghost head general is approaching, and there seems to be a cold power that freezes three feet, and it has spread all over the entire ring, especially in the direction of Lin Yunyu, which is the most prosperous!

The ghost head general smashed down, and everyone in the audience exclaimed.

Li Xiaoyi's eyes narrowed slightly, paying attention to all directions, the ghost-headed general flew out of the pit with dust in his mouth, and where was Lin Yunyu's figure.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief and scolded Li Xiaoyi for not knowing how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, there was a voice in his own mind.

Li Xiaoyi's eyes turned slightly, his mouth showed a sneer, his right hand drew the knife, as fast as thunder, the knife light was as bright as lightning, and the afterimage of a woman was shattered with one knife.

The voice is still there, and it is like a song, with a tactful vocal range, and keeps saying: "The falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more, it is better to pity the people in front of you." ”

"Pretending to be a ghost, a charming technique, transformed into invisible, do you think I really can't help you?"

Li Xiaoyi's eyes flashed, he put the knife back into the sheath, and the ghost-headed general hovering above shook his head and tail, and his green hair was like a green waterfall, falling all over the sky.

Just like rain, more like poisonous snakes, breeding everywhere, arbitrarily vertical and horizontal, dense, in the blink of an eye, it has been all over the ring.

Li Xiaoyi raised his head in the sky, and the ghost head general looked in a direction faster than him, without Li Xiaoyi's command, a big mouth, a cloud of yin fire, suddenly erupted at the same time, there was a sound of wind in mid-air.

The green silk hair all over Li Xiaoyi's surroundings seems to have spirituality, and the waves are like the tide, but they are chasing the breeze that comes down from the sky.

The ghost-headed general rattled a strange laugh, and there were bursts of sound waves in the air, and the breeze stagnated, and the green silk hair followed closely.

Entangled with each other and spread upward, a human figure was wrapped out of thin air.

Lin Yunyu couldn't hide it anymore, so she had to conjure up her body, and looked at Li Xiaoyi opposite with a pale face, and when she saw that his face was hideous, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

Her own illusions, charms, and even the techniques of covering her breath and holding her breath are useless to treat this person, at this time, she was a little flustered, and she couldn't help but think of what her senior sister said to herself before Dabi.

Li Xiaoyi is proficient in ghost arts, good at illusion sneak attacks, and ruthless, if he is invincible, he can't take it by force.

She raised her eyes and looked at the top of the cloud platform, the sect leader of the Forget Worry Sect, Neon Di, her own master, only to see that her face was veiled, her eyes were indifferent, and she was looking at herself.

Lin Yunyu bit her lip, and her eyes turned again, Li Xiaoyi, who was slowly walking towards her.

An ominous premonition for some reason, in this eye, made Li Xiaoyi involuntarily stir.

Secretly screaming "Not good!", he hurriedly retreated, and ordered the ghost head general to kill this woman immediately.

I saw that on Lin Yunyu's face, there was still the previous touching and pitiful color, and instead of it, there was a firmness that made Li Xiaoyi's heart palpitate.

The green hair of the ghost-headed general wrapped around her body, like the body of a python, was constantly shrinking and tightening, and when a cold force penetrated her body, Lin Yunyu felt that the aura in her body was constantly being sucked up by it.

At this juncture, she opened her mouth slightly, and a strange syllable was spat out by her.

The elders of the Forgetting Worries Sect on the side of the stage, as well as the disciple who is known as the most talented disciple of the Forgetting Worries Sect, Sun Jiaqi, changed their faces at the same time.

Li Xiaoyi only felt his soul, and trembled slightly in an instant, his body was running backwards, but he suddenly froze involuntarily, and he could no longer move and froze in place.

Li Xiaoyi, who had a frightened look for the first time, stared intently at the other party's face, which was already purple and almost unable to breathe, and at the last moment, the ghost-headed general reluctantly loosened the hair wrapped around her.

Lin Yunyu pouted, and knelt on the ground, coughing loudly and panting, and Li Xiaoyi, who was still standing stiff and motionless, was standing opposite.

In the audience, except for the disciples of the Forget Worry Sect, no one understood what was going on, but what about Li Xiaoyi?

But after two breaths, he was able to move again, and without thinking about it, he took the ghost head general back, and there was an extremely unnatural red color on his face.

As if he was drunk, he walked slowly and unsuspectingly towards Lin Yunyu.

Everyone in the audience inevitably couldn't understand what was going on, so that Li Xiaoyi, who was already in control, gave up the last blow, but walked towards the other party like an idiot.

Dao Ping'er and Dao Jing Zhenren glanced at each other, their faces were pale, and they all looked at the neon on the gimbal.

I saw that her face was expressionless, her eyes were wandering, and I really didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.

Mr. Miao Ke stretched his neck with great interest: "Neon Death, I actually passed on all the ruthless spells, which is interesting now." ”