Wan Qianxia's chest was full of anger, her senior brother was watching from the audience, and finally had a chance to show it, but she didn't expect that before the fight started, Sun Qian, this guy was actually cowardly.

Sun Qian reluctantly glanced at the audience, but the distance was as close as the end of the world, and then silently turned around.

"Senior Sister Wan, I admit defeat, you see ......" Sun Qian tried to squeeze out a smile and said flatteringly.

"No!" Wan Qianxia flatly refused, and then continued to threaten: "You must fight me with dignity, otherwise you will fight my father." ”

Sun Qian was so aggrieved that he was about to cry, he felt that on this day last year, he must have done something hurtful, or he shit and didn't wipe his buttocks.

It's either retribution or bad luck!

Sun Qian's strength is naturally not weak, but compared with Wan Qianxia, it is more than a star and a half behind.

However, after weighing the pros and cons, he still chose to be beaten by Wan Qianxia, holding the spirit sword and waiting for him, righteous and awe-inspiring, and said as if he were dead: "Senior sister, come on!"

Wan Qianxia was not polite, and raised her hand to slash over with a sword qi.

Sun Qian hurriedly parried, and the strength of the five-fold foundation building on his body suddenly burst out, and after blocking the sword qi, he actually took the initiative to meet it.

Since there is no way back, and knowing the result, he no longer retreats, because the disciples of Kaiyang Peak are not cowardly, they are all bloody men.

"Senior sister, be careful!"

Wan Qianxia's eyes lit up, and she shouted coquettishly: "It's a good time!"

After speaking, she no longer kept her hand, and with a light tap under her feet, she waved a bright silver spirit sword and fought with Sun Qian.

For a while, sparks flew everywhere, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, which was a hundred times more intense than the previous fighting styles where you hit me and I punched you back.

The eyes of the people below are full of brilliance, this is the real competition.

And the rice that was brought to the ring by Wan Qianxia lay on the ground and yawned lazily, ignoring the dangerous fight around him.

Rice has followed Mu Wanfeng's birth and death over the years, and after Xiaomi's teaching, his vision is not high, and he has long seen that this Sun Qian is not Wan Qianxia's opponent.

And Mu Wanfeng also secretly ordered that as long as Wan Qianxia was not in danger, he would not help, and he would be happy to be idle.

As expected, after about a cup of tea, Sun Qian had already shown a downward trend, and was defeated by the stormy attacks of thousands of Xia.

"Is this girl really just a five-fold foundation?" someone exclaimed.

"You don't know, this is our Uncle Wan's daughter, she is talented and intelligent among the younger generation, it is not surprising that she has such strength, Senior Sister Wan still has her hand!"

The other person was like a treasure, and he looked smug, as if he was talking about himself.

"It's Kaiyang Peak again, what about Mu Wanfeng's strength?"

The disciple who replied had a sinking face and said, "That guy, how can he be compared to Senior Sister Wan, hmph! You don't want to mention this person again, we can continue to talk!"

The person who inquired was a little speechless, he was also a person from Kaiyang Peak, why was the difference so big? But it seems that the person named Mu Wanfeng is more valued by Wan Beichen, right?

Just when everyone in the audience was talking, Sun Qian's eyes on the stage froze, and while he flew back, his left hand quietly pinched the finger behind his back.

Wan Qianxia took advantage of the victory to pursue, but at the moment when she took a step forward, Sun Qian's figure suddenly stopped, and he shouted: "Get up!"

The wind was raging all around, especially the soles of the thousands of clouds, and a whirlwind was coiled and rising. Caught off guard, she was blown into the air by a whirlwind.

Looking at Wan Qianxia, who had nowhere to focus in the air and hurriedly pinched his fingers to break the wind, Sun Qian was overjoyed, and finally raised his eyebrows.

Mu Wanfeng also saw this scene, showing the enemy weakness This simple plan, Wan Qianxia didn't see through it, she was still inexperienced, too tender.

Sun Qian immediately stopped hesitating, and with a sudden force on the soles of his feet, he rose up, and swung out three sword qi towards the thousands of clouds in the air.

And he was still not at ease, and the speed of the wind rushing towards Qianxia actually accelerated a few points.

"Senior sister, inherit ......"

Victory was in sight, Sun Qian just wanted to pretend, but the next moment the word "let" behind him was stuck in his throat. His eyes widened as he stared at the incredible scene ahead.

Wan Qianxia faced the sword qi that was slashing, so she put the spirit sword in front of her to resist, but she didn't feel the shock at all as soon as the sword qi touched the spirit sword.

The next moment, she was also stunned.

The three sword qi did not collapse, but shrank rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, they were sucked in by the spirit sword.

Even the spiritual power that led to the wind with Sun Qian seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, turned into a line, and submerged into the spirit sword of Wan Qianxia.

The spiritual power was eaten by the spirit sword?

Except for Mu Wanfeng, everyone present was dumbfounded, and his open mouth could stuff two eggs, including the two elders.

What the hell is this spiritual sword? Could it be that they are mistaken? That spiritual power was not swallowed by the spirit sword, but that Wan Qianxia triggered some kind of magic?

Wan Qianxia looked at the stunned Sun Qian, getting closer and closer to her, and immediately came back to her senses.

She was actually yin, or embarrassed in front of her senior brother, how could she endure it? At this time, the wind technique she triggered had already taken shape, and after a coquettish sound, the spirit sword stabbed towards Sun Qian.

Sun Qian woke up suddenly, used enough spiritual power, and also slashed the spirit sword.

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

Then you have to be brave and have a sharp weapon!

Qiang~

After the sound of a spirit sword colliding, Sun Qian's heart screamed, and that strange scene appeared again, and this time he still experienced it firsthand.

Around the spirit sword of Wan Qianxia, ripples, a mysterious power, extremely suctioning, instantly drained the spiritual power that Sun Qian poured into the spirit sword.

On the other hand, Wan Qianxia's spirit sword became more and more powerful, and with a click, Sun Qian's spirit sword lost its last vitality.

His spirit sword died young......

Looking at the spirit sword that was broken into two sections, Sun Qian seemed to have lost his faith in life, and looked up to the sky and sighed: "Senior sister, you ...... Cheating ......"

Wan Qianxia was also shocked, her face was inexplicable, but she still didn't forget to mend the knife and kicked Sun Qian out of the ring.

After a long time, the elders in the audience reacted and shouted loudly: "Yuntian Palace is full of thousands of Xia Sheng!"

Among all of them, the only one who can maintain a calm smile is probably Mu Wanfeng, the initiator.

Wan Qianxia's spirit sword was refined, and Mu Wanfeng had not tried the effect, but at the moment, it seemed that he was quite satisfied.

This spirit sword is the same as Han Rou's, he has borrowed the refining techniques in the inheritance, and the nature of weak water is vividly expressed. Not only that, but there are also unexpected gains.

The spirit sword seems to be able to absorb the spiritual power of others, temporarily enhancing the power of the spirit sword.

Such a spiritual weapon may not be much outside the Shenzhou Continent, but in the Shenzhou Continent itself, it can be called an artifact.

As long as the opponent's attack power does not exceed the carrying capacity of the spirit weapon, he can be invincible.

With the current realm of thousands of xia, as long as you don't meet a Jindan stage monk, there will be no danger to your life.

Although the rice was also a little surprised, he didn't pay much attention to it, and screamed a few times at Wan Qianxia.

Wan Qianxia turned from surprise to joy of victory, bent down to hug the rice, jumped out of the ring and ran in the direction of Mu Wanfeng.

"Senior brother, I won!"

Mu Wanfeng smiled at Wan Qianxia who came over, stretched out her hand affectionately, touched her hair, and praised: "Hmm~ I didn't expect our Xia'er to be so powerful." ”

Wan Qianxia's face turned red, she knew in her heart that she could win completely by relying on the spirit sword that Mu Wanfeng gave her, otherwise she would really let Sun Qian's plan succeed.

At this moment, Sun Qian looked aggrieved and squeezed through the crowd in disheveled clothes.

When he saw that there was still Mu Wanfeng, he greeted him, and then asked Wan Qianxia: "Senior sister, I just have one question, was it the sword or the spell you used that sucked my spiritual power just now?"

Wan Qianxia raised the bright silver spirit sword in his hand and said, "At that time, the spirit sword was ......."

Sun Qian seemed to understand something, turned his head to look at Mu Wanfeng, and said with a wry smile: "Senior sister, this spirit sword was refined by Senior Brother Mu, right?"

He knew that although Wan Beichen's refining attainments were also very high, the spiritual weapons he refined were basically not beyond his cognition.

And that spirit sword can devour spiritual power, in addition to being able to refine a thousand jun Mu Wanfeng, who would refine such a strange spiritual weapon?

Without waiting for Mu Wanfeng to speak, Wan Qianxia's chin was raised, and she said proudly: "Naturally, it was refined by Senior Brother Mu, envy, right?"

Then she remembered that she almost suffered a loss just now, and said viciously: "Hmph~ You almost made me make a fool of me, and I will try again when I go back!"

"Senior sister, I was going to admit defeat, it was you who ......"

Sun Qian's expression was extremely aggrieved, and before he finished speaking, he was glared back by Wan Qianxia's sharp eyes, and his heart was speechless and choked.

At this time, he understood a truth, women only talk about one reason in doing things, that is, they are quite unreasonable!

Mu Wanfeng was also helpless, he knew that Wan Qianxia grew up in the pile of men in Kaiyang Peak, although she pretended to be dignified and polite on the surface, but what was hidden under her was a fierce life.

The surroundings were densely packed with people, and the conversation between them naturally fell into the ears of others, and they all looked at Mu Wanfeng in surprise.

This person...... Isn't it that Mu Wanfeng who was beside Wan Beichen three days ago? This spirit sword was actually refined by him?

The disciples of the other two factions thought in their hearts that being listed by Wan Beichen as the next peak master, this Mu Wanfeng was really not an idle person.

Since his refining attainments are so high, will his strength be as simple as it seems, just building the foundation sixfold?

Everyone speculated in their hearts, and they were not even interested in watching the new round of competition in the ring......

Although Mu Wanfeng didn't care what others thought, she was still a little uncomfortable being stared at like a monster like this.

"Xia'er, when is the next one?"

Wan Qianxia replied: "There are too many people participating in the competition, so there is only one game on the first day, and two games a day from the second day onwards, until the last thousand disciples are left, and the preliminary competition is not over." ”

"Isn't there still a Jindan period?" Mu Wanfeng wondered.

"Jindan stage monk, on the other three main peaks, Tianji Peak only has a competition in the foundation building period," Wan Qianxia suddenly thought that the spirit sword had not yet been named, so she asked again: "By the way, senior brother, what is this spirit sword called?"

Looking at Wan Qianxia's expectant look, Mu Wanfeng didn't understand the meaning, and said, "This spirit sword uses a material called weak water, so it's called weak water." ”

"Weak water...... Three thousand ...... weak water" Wan Qianxia muttered to herself, and then said excitedly: "Well~ I will call it weak water in the future." ”

Mu Wanfeng nodded, not thinking too much.

Since Wan Qianxia was fine, he didn't want to be watched like this, so he took Wan Qianxia back to Kaiyang Peak......