For Mu Wanfeng to get rid of the sound barrier, Xue Wuxian seemed to have expected it, and there was no surprise on his face.

He was still unhurried, fiddling with the silk thread in front of him, playing the ambush on all sides.

Mu Wanfeng took advantage of the situation to perceive the dense silk threads, and then rushed towards the snow without a trace like a sharp sword.

Boom!

Before Mu Wanfeng got close, countless slashes swarmed towards him.

Each slash had the power of the Purple Mansion, forcing Mu Wanfeng to stop defending again.

The power of a slash, Mu Wanfeng is not afraid, but there are too many of them, and they are attacked from all over the place.

If he didn't defend himself, he would inevitably be hit by the sword qi.

Mu Wanfeng resisted a wave of slashes, and just as she was about to take a step, another wave of slashes followed.

Under the long-term defense, there must be omissions, and the ambushes on all sides at that time, which were high and low, did not have a slight impact on Mu Wanfeng.

Half an hour later, Mu Wanfeng was in a trance several times, and several places on her body were cut by slashes.

Originally, Mu Wanfeng was like a rainbow, pressing the snow without a trace, and the snow without a trace could only flee in embarrassment.

Now, the situation has reversed in an instant, and the two have changed their offensive and defensive positions.

Chongxiao's Ten Thousand Swords Technique is to gather all the spiritual power in one place, and the power is amazing.

However, Snow Without a Trace expands the area with points, spreading the spiritual power throughout the ring, which is unguardable.

Both of them have one thing in common, that is, the consumption of spiritual power is incomparably huge.

With such a high-frequency attack for such a long time, even an ordinary Purple Mansion Triple Cultivator might not be able to hold on.

It is enough to see how strong the snow is without a trace of spiritual power.

Seeing this scene in the distance, Chongxiao couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face after a brief shock.

When Xue Wuxian fought against him, he really released the water, and it was not an illusion that Xue Wuxian could not cut off the connection between him and the spirit sword.

He has been cultivating for nearly thirty years, and he has reached the strength he has today, if he has no talent, it is absolutely impossible.

He is not only talented, but also extremely talented, extraordinary, and even better than Wan Beichen.

But why do you have a sense of frustration and a deep sense of powerlessness?

Chongxiao is very strong and arrogant, and he can accept and be very relieved that there is a demonic Mu Wanfeng.

After all, Mu Wanfeng is not a relative to him, but a relative.

But Mu Wanfeng is not the only one who is evil, and there is no trace of snow.

What made him feel most unwilling was that Xue Wuxian fought against him, and he didn't go all out.

After another moment, Xue Wuxian desperately squeezed the spiritual power in the golden pill, and gradually felt that his strength was insufficient.

The battle between the two fell into anxiety, and in a short period of time, no one could help anyone, and it became a competition of spiritual power.

In other words, if you are an ordinary person, the spiritual power of the foundation building period cannot even reach one ten-thousandth of the nine weights of Jindan.

But Mu Wanfeng was different, although there were more and more injuries, his breathing was steady, and he didn't even frown.

On the other hand, there was no trace of snow, and the spiritual power had gradually run out, and he began to swallow the Hui Ling Pill.

The aura of heaven and earth was visible to the naked eye, and wisps were entangled in his body one by one, and then frantically injected into the silk threads.

The disciples in the audience, with all the rhetoric in their minds, could not describe this competition in words.

Whether it is Xue Wuxian or Mu Wanfeng, their strength, spells, combat experience, etc., if you pick one at random, they are all better than countless people in the world.

Xue Wuxian knew in his heart that this kind of painless injury could not cause trouble to Mu Wanfeng.

He had a better way to deal with Mu Wanfeng, not to mention that he could win steadily, but he could also have mixed results.

However, he didn't plan to win the competition in the first place, and when his spiritual power was exhausted, it was time to lose.

Anyway, the plan has been completed, everything is ready, and all that is left is the east wind.

However, Mu Wanfeng didn't think so, he was beaten to a halt by countless attacks, and his heart was aggrieved.

Even if it continues to be consumed like this, Snow Without a Trace will eventually run out of spiritual power, leading to defeat.

Mu Wanfeng didn't want to wait any longer, the purpose of this competition was not to win, but to be responsible for the spittle at the beginning.

Beat the snow without a trace!

The continuous slashing made Mu Wanfeng annoyed.

After he fended off another wave of attacks, his mind was hot, he gritted his teeth, reached into the placket of his clothes, and then pulled out.

"Xiaomi, it's up to you!"

After Mu Wanfeng shouted, he threw out the millet that Wuzi was still confused.

Bang bang bang......

Xiaomi, who had too many slashes and was not much bigger than an egg, was still hit by several slashes and smashed into the ground of the ring.

In the blink of an eye, Millet ejected from the ground without even a single bird feather.

For such a result, Mu Wanfeng had already foreseen it, and there would be no surprises in what happened next.

It's just that he regrets it a little, millet is much more terrifying than Snow Without a Trace.

Fighting against Xue Wuxie, at most he suffers a little bit of flesh and skin, but in the face of Xiaomi's anger, he does not shed his skin, and it is estimated that this matter is not over.

Xiaomi stared at Mu Wanfeng, her voice was crisp, but her tone was cold.

"Idiot, if you don't give a reasonable explanation, you will lie down for a year, twitter~"

Since it stood relatively close to Mu Wanfeng, there were several attacks as it spoke, scattering and slashing straight over.

Xiaomi's head was tilted, his mouth was open, and a flame erupted.

When Xue Wuxian was thrown out, his heart suddenly tightened, but the attack released could no longer be contained.

The flames spewed out by millet instantly turned into a radiant firebird, and with a spread of wings, it immediately devoured the slash.

Not only that, but the firebird fluttered its flame wings and circled around the ring at a rapid pace.

After it circled, there was a chirp in the air, which resounded throughout the universe, and then exploded into countless fragmented flames, covering the transparent silk threads in the ring.

Although the silk thread is the best spiritual weapon, it is lit by the flame, forming countless lines of fire, which lie in the ring.

Bouncing ......

In just a few moments, the silk threads of the best spiritual weapons were overwhelmed, and they broke off one after another.

One by one, like the sound of strings breaking, one after another, as if breaking the heartstrings of countless people.

The flames followed the silk thread, like a spiritual snake, and rushed towards the snow at the tail without a trace.

Xue Wuxian knew the horror of the flames, and hurriedly loosened the tightly held thread.

Almost instantly, the fiery serpent engulfed the entire thread, and before it could fall to the ground, it was already in ashes.

Xue Wuxian didn't feel distressed, but his eyelids couldn't help jumping.

It was almost that the flames were about to turn him to ashes.

The entire Yuntian Palace, except for a few people who knew the details of the millet, were all stunned in place, stunned.

Including Gu Taiqing and other powerful people, they all have a question at this time.

That superb spiritual weapon can't be fake, right?

Xue Wuxian glanced around the ring, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then looked at the millet on the opposite side vigilantly, not daring to move.

He doesn't think he's familiar with Xiaomi.

If it angers this inconspicuous little thing, it will really be a lantern on the hut.

Mu Wanfeng smiled embarrassedly and said: "The sword blade is sharpened, not to mention the bird?

"I just had good intentions, I was afraid that you would be suffocated, so I let you out for a ride, who knew it was so unfortunate?"

Xiaomi sneered: "Hehe, are you sure you don't want to walk the birds?"

Mu Wanfeng broke out in a cold sweat, suddenly filled with righteous indignation, raised his hand and pointed at the snow on the opposite side.

"Xiaomi, it's all to blame on the guy next to me, the dog jumped off the wall in a hurry, and of course I was in a hurry to dig out the bird. ”

Xiaomi turned his head, glanced at Xue Wuxian, and said, "Don't worry about him, I'll clean it up later, twitter~"

Xue Wuxian felt a chuckle in his heart, and his eyelids jumped again and again.

Although he couldn't understand the birds, the murderous intent and contempt in his eyes were not difficult to see.

Mu Wan's plan to bring disaster to the east not only did not succeed, but made Xiaomi murderous, which is not what he wants to see.

"Use a bird knife to cut chickens, I'll just go!"

Saying that, he was afraid that Xiaomi would make a violent move, and he also stood in front of Xiaomi.

Xue Wuxian knew that even if Mu Wanfeng blocked him, there would be a gap between Xiaomi and him.

After all, we have to get along in the future, and it is not a wise move to let this hidden danger exist.

Now that the two of them were in no mood to compete, Xue Wuxian only thought about it for a while, and then took the initiative to walk towards Mu Wanfeng's side.

Mu Wanfeng didn't hurry to run away when she saw that there was no trace of the snow, but walked over and jumped to her feet in anger.

Isn't this a chicken hatching duck eggs, it's just adding to the chaos!

"Hurry up and get out, the old birthday star hanged himself, it's a long life?"

Xue Wuxian was unmoved, bowed to Xiaomi, and then asked Mu Wanfeng: "This, hmm...... I don't know what to call it?"

He didn't think that Millet was the real name of this spirit beast.

Mu Wanfeng sighed, even if Xue Wuxian ran away now, it would make Xiaomi even more disdainful, and he would be destroyed by raising his mouth.

He simply broke the jar and said, "You...... Forget it, you call it a neon dress. ”

Xue Wuxian was stunned for a moment, and finally understood what Mu Wanfeng meant by the "chicken feather tune" during the battle just now, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head.

In front of this spirit beast, even if it is a fox, it has to crawl and tremble.

In the world, it is estimated that only this guy dares to be so bold.

Xue Wuxian saluted Xiaomi again, and said, "I call the honorable driver a neon dress, I don't know if it's okay?"

Xiaomi's killing machine reined in slightly, jumped on Mu Wanfeng's shoulder, and said, "Let him say it if he has something to say, twitter~"

Mu Wanfeng was also relieved to see Xiaomi's relaxed attitude, and said, "Xiaomi makes you fart quickly!"

Xue Wuxian is just looking for an excuse to mediate the atmosphere, and he doesn't really want to call Xiaomi Nishang.

He nodded and said, "The sudden appearance of the Venerable Driver was unexpected, and it was not intended to offend, so if there is something offended, please forgive me~"

"I know that I am noble and noble, and it is presumptuous to come to talk, so whenever there is a request or a send, I should do my best. ”

He lowered his posture as much as possible, but Xiaomi couldn't attack.

Xiaomi screamed, which was equivalent to a light hum, and took the matter over and jumped into Mu Wanfeng's clothes again.

"Idiot, his account, on your head, twitter~"

Xue Wuxi's tense body completely relaxed, and he turned to Gu Taiqing and said, "Gu senior, junior has lost, announce the result." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone woke up from the shock, and there was an uproar.

"Mu Wanfeng, won?"

"Snow without a trace, defeated?"

"The righteous path is bigger, Mu Wanfeng ranks first, this shameless person is really the foundation building period?"

"Quick, pinch me, are you dreaming!"

Gu Taiqing glanced at Mu Wanfeng deeply, got up and announced: "Yuntian Palace Mu Wanfeng wins......!