Leng Wushuang had some insight into the exercises, he wanted to take a day off, study the exercises well, make sufficient preparations and then compete with the Divine Water Palace, waved his robe sleeves and walked towards the edge of the mountaintop.

"Slow, it seems that you are the biggest batch of dark horses in this martial arts conference, can you continue?" A silver bell-like woman's voice came, Leng Wushuang looked up, this is a beautiful woman with a graceful and hot body, heavy makeup, a light veil as white as a cloud, like a fairy coming from the air, just this beauty is enough to dump for life, the woman fell on the top of the mountain, more than ten meters away from Leng Wushuang.

Leng Wushuang turned to face the visitor, dusted off his body, clasped his hands into fists, and bowed slightly: "I don't know where this fairy is sacred."

"Shenshui Palace, soft and green!" The simple six words caused a scream and shout, shouting heartbreakingly, and the screaming was hoarse. There is worship, admiration, and coveting in that shout! This soft green is definitely the idol of the entire martial arts. This year is more than two hundred and thirty years old, but she is like a graceful girl, with a good face, a triple martial ancestor realm, and has been at the top of the martial arts supreme list for more than 100 years, a real martial arts supreme. A weak woman stood there, not angry and arrogant, and the world surrendered. In this martial arts conference, with a combat power of 20 million, she ranked second on the first list of the Supreme Gold List, which naturally angered her arrogance.

Leng Wushuang really held his breath, waited for a full time for tea, the noise stopped, he was still expressionless, and asked coldly, "What weapon do you use?"

She held a pale cyan porcelain vase in her left hand, like the jade bottle of Guanyin Bodhisattva, but the wicker branch was missing from it. Soft Qingqing's right hand was gently raised, making an orchid finger shape, gently turning the hand, palm facing up, a drop of water flew out of the celadon bottle, and the water droplet floated on the fingertip of the middle finger. At a distance of an inch from his fingertips, he floated and wriggled, turning from transparent to milky white, and a white mist appeared around the water droplets, exuding a terrifying aura, and the water droplets were infused with extremely pure and powerful Yuan Li.

"My weapon is this drop of water. Soft Qingqing didn't look at Leng Wushuang, carefully admired the drop of water on her fingertips, and said in a very gentle and beautiful voice. This kind of fairy-like temperament has made countless warriors worship on the ground, crying and shouting the worship in their hearts.

"Then comprehend the power of this drop of water from the fairy!" Leng Wushuang rarely looked serious, holding the handle of the gun with both hands, the luck dantian, poured into the steel gun, and stabbed it out.

In comparison, the Divine Water Palace was soft and green, and with a flick of his fingers, water droplets flew out and flew towards Leng Wushuang. It wasn't fast, and it wasn't earth-shattering.

The tip of Leng Wushuang's spear stabbed the bland drop of water, blocking his floating. Taichu used the Yuan Force of the Double Martial Ancestor to pour into the steel gun many times in a row, which was the power of the ghost gun, and the force was the same as the Stacked Wave Gun, and it was also the superposition of multiple Yuan forces, and it was the strongest blow. The attack power of the Force Gun is more condensed than that of the Wave Gun, and it is all infused on the tip of the gun, which is more powerful.

Leng Wushuang held the handle of the gun with his right hand, and the palm of his left hand was aimed at the head of the gun, and a wave of Yuan Force poured into the body of the gun, impacting the drop of water. In the three breaths, Leng Wushuang had already been infused with eight dimensional power into the gun, and the terrifying aura of the water droplets gradually subsided, slowly receding from milky white, and turned into a drop of clear and transparent water. It fell to the ground and made a small splash, it was just an ordinary drop of water.

This first move Leng Wushuang was a loss, he resisted that drop of water with all his might, if the other party popped out two drops of water at the same time, how should he deal with it? He was convinced that this ordinary drop of water was enough to penetrate Taichu's body, and it was enough to kill a Triple Martial Ancestor.

"Your strength has been recognized by me, there are few people in this river and lake who can match my drop of water, try this drop again!" She was arrogant, too arrogant to attack a second time when others were resisting with all their might. She is confident, so confident that every attack is light, and she will only shoot when the opponent's breath calms down. Even Leng Wushuang was impressed by his arrogant temperament, and today he knew that a woman's arrogance and self-confidence were so beautiful.

"It's not a loss to be the supreme martial arts, I have to admire, please make a move!"

The soft green palm is still an orchid finger, it is still a drop of water, this drop of water is different from the previous time, not only has it become milky white, but it has begun to rotate, rotating at high speed, and the mist is no longer permeating the entire water droplet, but forming a mist aura. It's like holding a star in your hand.

"Are you ready?" The battle to the enemy is to preemptively strike, surprise, soft and green like this, every time before the attack, there is no ancient, no one will come after. It shows her self-confidence that radiates glory.

"Let's shoot!" The drop of water flew in, Leng Wushuang was still pouring the gun, the tip of the spear stabbed at the drop of water, this time Leng Wushuang was infused with the Yuan Force of the Triple Martial Ancestor, one after another, superimposed on the steel spear, and gathered at the tip of the gun. But this time, Tai Chu felt that a heavy force was transmitted back through the steel spear, attacking his own Qi Jing Eight Veins. He attacked with all his might, infused with a full amount of eight-dimensional force, and the water bead rotated more and more slowly, and finally stopped, and then slowly turned transparent, and fell to the ground, splashing faintly.

The competition between the strong at the peak of the martial arts, there are no fancy moves, but the confrontation of real strength, in the eyes of outsiders, it is just that Leng Wushuang waved his gun and shot down two drops of water, but no one knows what kind of competition there is.

"Oh, that's good!" said Soft Qingqing with an approving expression!

Soft Qingqing's palm, another drop of water appeared on the fingertip, this time it was no longer the orchid finger, but the show fist was lightly clenched, the index finger was up, and the drop of water floated an inch from the tip of the index finger. This drop of water was different from the previous drop, the droplet turned milky white, and then began to spin, faster and faster, so that the droplet became a roulette wheel the size of a fingernail, and the white mist attached around it became even thicker, forming a misty aura outside the disk. It emits a faint white light. It's not a deterrent, it's a beauty, and his fingertips are like holding a beautiful world.

"Are you ready?" asked the same confident question!

Leng Wushuang still said indifferently: "Come on!"

The water bead roulette flew in, Leng Wushuang spear tip against the roulette, the Yuan Force of the Triple Martial Ancestor poured into the steel gun in waves, the roulette wheel actually had the effect of cutting and tearing the gangqi, the shadowless sword qi on the steel gun was torn, and the steel gun was shattered inch by inch. Leng Wushuang struggled to urge the Yuan Force, and the sixteen Yuan Force was poured into the steel gun, and the roulette wheel rotated more and more slowly, the aura disappeared, and finally turned into milky white water droplets, and then turned into transparent water droplets, splashing to the ground. The steel spear in Leng Wu's hands was already less than three inches, and the seventh-weight Shadowless Sword Qi of Xuanyu Hand had completely lost to the Tianyi Divine Skill of Shenshui Palace, he shuddered and said, "It's so dangerous!" and then threw away the half of the steel spear in his hand.

"You can catch me with three drops of water, which is enough to walk in the martial arts alone, and you are the first person in the martial arts today who can let me use this fourth move!" Before the words fell, a drop of water appeared again on the tip of the index finger, and the water still turned milky white, and then began to rotate, turning faster and faster, and the surrounding air rotated with it, forming a tornado, and the whole sky became gloomy, and a tornado that penetrated the sky and the earth rotated from the water droplets on the tip of the index finger, and a whistling sound came, deafening, and the onlookers began to cover their ears and howl with fear on their faces.

"Are you ready?" is still the same sentence, but it is not as calm as before, but the tone is sharp and full of murderous energy!

"Let's make a move!" Leng Wushuang still said coldly. The drop of water, with a tornado, struck towards Leng Wushuang, and before he could get close, the clothes on his body had been torn by the fierce wind.

Leng Wu no longer has a steel gun in his hands, he doesn't use a steel gun, his shadowless sword qi completely loses to his opponent, although he has the Frost Cold Moon Sword and the Juque Sword, but no weapon can withstand this drop of water. He stretched out a hand, and the palm of his hand turned into the color of white jade, and his five fingers were all shining, and his vitality lingered, which was the seventh level of Xuanyu's hand. When it reaches the realm of general selection, the five fingers are infused with Yuan Force, which is indestructible and can crush anything, including the best treasures.

The drop of water was pinched between the two by Leng Wushuang, and the white qi surged, pouring into the drop of water, the storm stopped, the rotation of the water droplet stopped, and the milky white receded, turning into a drop of water, crystal clear, an ordinary drop of water. The drop of water did not drip again, but hung between the two fingers of Leng Wushuang. Just floated there, motionless.

"I took your four moves, now it's time for me to make a move, you're ready!" Leng Wushuang still looked like a dead man, his face was expressionless, and his voice was indifferent.

"You, you, who are you?" The soft green no longer had the same calm as before, and although the voice was just as beautiful and moving, it carried a hint of trembling, which showed that the pride and confidence in his heart had been shattered. "This is the Xuanyu Hand, are you from the Divine Machine Gate?" she asked anxiously!

There was an uproar in the audience, and there were many discussions: "Leng Wushuang actually knows the secret transmission of the Divine Machine Gate!" "The talents of the Divine Machine Gate are withering, isn't this Xuanyu hand no one has practiced?".

Leng Wushuang's voice was even more fierce and cold, with anger and uncertainty: "What is the Divine Machine Gate, does the Xuanyu Hand belong to the Divine Machine Gate? Are you ready?" This "Xuanyu Hand" exercise originally belonged to the Martial Ancestor Ruins, and it was not unreasonable for Taichu to say so.

The soft green had a rare serious face, and said solemnly: "You can make a move!"

I saw that the water droplets in Leng Wu's hands began to become slender, and the water squirmed and condensed, and finally turned into a transparent ice needle.

"'Xuanyu Hand' transforms into the Xuan Realm!Who are you?Are you the descendant of that Martial Ancestor?" It's no wonder that the Tianyi Divine Skill of their Divine Water Palace is similar to that Xuanyu Hand, could it be that their Divine Skill has the same origin? Leng Wushuang thought in his heart, but he didn't stop. The ice needle flew indifferently towards the soft green.

Soft Qingqing seemed to know the Xuanyu hand exercises and his understanding, he even knew the power of this ice needle, he threw the celadon bottle in the air, the porcelain bottle was broken, the whole bottle of water did not spill, but condensed into a silver spear, milky white Yuan Li squirmed in the silver spear, the air around the silver spear was torn, emitting a cold light, and the breath was extremely terrifying.

The prosaic ice needle collided with the vast and terrifying silver spear, and there was a loud sound of the sky and the earth cracking, and the white mist filled the air, and after it dissipated, the two stood in the middle of the field. Neither of them was injured, Leng Wushuang was still indifferent, but the soft Qingqing had a pale face, which showed that his Yuan Power consumption was huge.

Leng Wushuang secretly said in his heart, this soft and green cold water silver spear and the ninth jade Xuan realm of the Xuanyu hand have almost exactly the same practice method, if the two have the same skills, I am afraid that it is himself who will lose. Although the two of them are both at the peak realm of the Triple Martial Ancestor, Leng Wushuang's Yuan Force has been tempered by the Yuan Force Great Array, and it is a hundred times purer than ordinary Martial Ancestors. His martial arts transformation realm was even tied with the opponent's Jade Xuan realm.

Through the four attacks of Soft Qingqing, Leng Wushuang actually realized the jade realm of "Xuanyu Hand", he waved his fingers, and condensed a drop of water from the mist, and the drop of water floated and wriggled an inch above the tip of Leng Wushuang's index finger, but it did not turn milky white, but became crystal like mutton fat white jade.

"Ahh

"Do you still want to fight?" Leng Wushuang asked softly, which also brought out a bit of arrogance, the kind of arrogance that only belongs to the supreme martial arts!

If Leng Wushuang hadn't comprehended the Jade Xuan Realm, then Soft Qingqing would still have the strength to fight, but now Leng Wushuang has the same realm as him, with the purity of the opponent's Yuan Force, I'm afraid that he will be defeated in an instant, or even take his life. She muttered, as if she was saying to herself, and also seemed to be saying to Leng Wushuang: "It's me who lost, it's me who lost, "Xuanyu Hand" is really stronger than "Tianyi Divine Skill"! I lost to "Xuanyu Hand"... The soft green walked out of the ring in a trance and disappeared into the crowd.

Leng Wushuang hurriedly shouted, "Wait a minute, Xuanbing Tianluo Umbrella!"

A beautiful voice came: "The Xuanbing Tianluo umbrella is not on me, you want to take the Xuanbing umbrella and come to the Shenshui Palace to find me!"

Leng Wushuang felt that the Martial Ancestor of the ruins seemed to have something to do with the ancestor of this Divine Water Palace, could it be a couple? Could it be a senior brother and sister? Forget it, none of this has anything to do with me, he shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

In the past few days, Taichu has been fighting again and again, and he is also a little tired, and it will take more than 20 days to announce the Supreme Gold List, but fortunately, in the remaining days, no one dares to challenge Leng Wushuang, and no one dares to challenge Soft Qingqing. The fight between these two people is definitely overwhelming and powerful.