When Li Xiaoyi arrived at the venue where Chen Yueling was, the game had already begun.

He looked at the two figures in the ring, and was stunned for a moment, Su Yunhan was the woman who led him the way a few days ago.

The battle between the two women is very exciting, at least after watching the last game, and then looking at the one in front of you, it will be much more intense.

It can be said that they do not give in to each other, or it can be said that they are angry.

The dignity of the sect has long been a topic around the two sects, about Kunlun and Shushan, and the three generations of disciples have each held their breath in their hearts.

Under the ring, it has almost become another battlefield, and the disciples of the two factions are desperate, cheering for the sect, and above the ring, the two daughters are even more for tat.

Chen Yueling's five-heaven flying sword magic weapon, the cold light was cold, and she was unreserved, Li Xiaoyi had never seen such a Chen Yueling, it was simply full of firepower.

Su Yunhan of the Shushan Sword Sect also did not show weakness, the sword intent turned into a mang, sharp and decisive, one by one, wave after wave, the sword light was layered one after another, and it was as sharp as lightning to slash at the white ice lotus.

Li Xiaoyi turned his head, Dao Jing and Dao Ping'er were both offstage, especially Dao Ping'er, who couldn't take their eyes off it.

The ice mist lotus that was turned into fog by the sword intent, the dreamlike killing machine was awe-inspiring, Chen Yueling twisted her fingers and pinched the trick, remotely controlling the flying sword in mid-air.

Su Yunhan's flying sword was like a cold mist of light, shuttling between the white lotus flowers that had not yet fully bloomed.

On the blade of the sword, the light swayed, and in the cold mist, it kept slashing at the ice blade turned by the frost and cold air.

Chen Yueling's face became more and more pale, almost the same as the color of the wind and snow, there was also hoarfrost on her brows, and the sword intent of her body was stirring the air around her, and there was a faint whistling of the wind.

Li Xiaoyi frowned, is she going to fight for her life?

In the world he knows, everything has its limit, the bowstring is full of the moon and easy to break, Chen Yueling's sword intent transformation is only the entry stage, and the recklessness at this time is playing with his life.

Dao Ping'er's face was gloomy, but she didn't stop it, Dao Jing's face was blue, and she didn't make a sound to remind her.

The disciples of Kunlun shouted and cheered with one mind, and Li Xiaoyi wanted to stop it, but he endured it after all.

As an opponent, Su Yunhan was the first to notice Chen Yueling's abnormality.

Seeing that the huge ice lotus was about to bloom, and the opponent was so resolute, but with a bite of the silver tooth and a change in gesture, the magic weapon of the flying sword shone brightly.

On the gimbal, everyone in charge of the real people can see that this is another life and death situation.

Wu Shi's face was expressionless, his eyes were faintly flickering with cold light, and Dao Lin was frowning and pretending to be indifferent.

And on the second layer of the cloud platform, Jun Hao, the gate master of the Heavenly Desolate Gate, had a slight sneer on his face.

In the ring, there were petals spreading lightly, and the cool air came suddenly, and a wind swept up, and the blades flew together.

Su Yunhan's face turned pale, and the light of the sword body was also flickering and flickering, and the burst of white light was still blown by the frost and freezing gas in the lotus flower.

Without the innocence that Li Xiaoyi had seen before, Su Yunhan's aura suddenly changed, and his body turned into a streamer, and he actually plunged headlong into the cold mist that the sword intent turned into.

Correspondingly, the flying sword trapped by the ice blade wind swept into a humming sound with the owner's heart.

As one with the sword, I saw two streamers condense together, and in the blink of an eye, a dazzling streamer was like a meteor in the dark night, and the ice blades all over the periphery in the fiery light were shattered, leaving no longer a little.

Only the lotus flower that was about to bloom was still slowly turning, Chen Yueling was shrouded in a cold air, her hands were raised, her fingers were twisted into flowers, and she fell slowly for a moment.

Li Xiaoyi sighed deeply, the ice lotus bloomed!

At this time, even if she wanted to stop it, it was too late, and there was a blood mist on Chen Yueling's chest, which turned into ice slag under the wrapping of the cold air, falling bit by bit.

There were also blood and tears in the corners of her eyes, but they couldn't stop her resolute gaze, because of the cheers behind her, because of the two words she carried, she must not fall.

Dao Ping'er's face had turned iron-blue, her lips had been bitten tightly, and when Chen Yueling spurted out another mouthful of blood, Kunlun's cry was still the same.

The sound of the wind was flying in the clouds, including the disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect, there was silence under the ring, and when she spurted blood for the third time, her pretty face was already full of blood......

The ice lotus slowly turned and rose, and in the sword light that was as bright as day, Su Yunhan's body and sword were one, approaching before the lotus, but he couldn't make any further progress.

If you want to retreat and find another way, you can't!

The icy air like winter is like a wind that falls suddenly, bringing the cold air around it together and shrinking together.

Being around the lotus flower, Su Yunhan seemed to have felt the aura around him, and he was actually freezing up little by little.

Now that he has turned into a sword and chosen the unity of man and sword, there can be no more retreat and hesitation, since he is forward, he will always move forward, even if it is broken!

This is Jian Xiu's persistence, and it is also her pride!

So the light was fierce, and Su Yunhan made up his mind to cut this lotus.

One blow, only one blow!" Su Yunhan thought.

One sword, only one sword!" Chen Yueling thought.

Finally, everyone on the stage held their breath and watched nervously and silently.

That blow shines brightly, that sword shines brightly!

Su Yunhan's form was like a sword, constantly impacting the cold chill emitted by that lotus flower!

It is also the sword intent of a sword to turn into fog, and it is also the full force of a sword!

Chen Yueling raised her hand and pointed at the white lotus flower that was transformed by the magic weapon of the flying sword!

She's watching, she's watching, the moment the lotus flower breaks......

Everyone narrowed their eyes, there was the wind blowing, there were countless frosts floating, and there were echoes that lingered for a long time after the fierce impact, in the ring, the white mist was flying, and the light was running.

The two figures, facing each other, each holding a sword in each hand, the sword was ringing, and they kept groaning, and when the fog dissipated, everyone looked at it silently.

The judge elder of Shushan frowned and released his divine thoughts, not only him, but also many real people in charge of the cloud platform.

Li Xiaoyi was quite nervous in his heart, and Su Yunhan couldn't see where to go, and the clothes around him were full of frost and ice slag.

Chen Yueling is even more so, her clothes have been stained red with blood, and the depths of her eyes are as calm as water.

There was silence in the ring, and the same was true under the ring.

Finally, the judge elder of Shushan still came to the stage, Su Yunhan raised his sword, and the sound of sword chanting in the air continued to resound faintly.

The judge elder of Shushan was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Chen Yueling, and the sword in his hand was also raised.

Li Xiaoyi was secretly shocked, thinking that when the two of them were going to fight each other, they poofed, but Su Yunhan fell first.

Chen Yueling also put down the sword in her hand, and when the judge elder of Shushan and the elder of the inner gate hurriedly stepped forward to check the situation, Chen Yueling finally couldn't hold on anymore.

was about to fall without saying a word, but was held by Dao Ping'er, who had already come to power.

She looked at her master, her lips moved slightly, and she fainted without a sound.

Li Xiaoyi shook his head, didn't step forward, didn't say a word, but felt in his heart that these people were too tired to live.

He looked in the direction of the No. 4 ring, looked at the person who was already standing on the ring, and walked over silently.