In the ancient cave, Yun Xiaoye and Li Ziye had both taken a Bigu Pill, a magical elixir that could maintain the nutrients needed by human beings for at least ten days. So neither of them went to the disciple's dining hall to eat.

When Yun Xiaoye was holding a short stick and was about to close the door to study, a woman in red pushed open the courtyard door, and it was his sister Yun Xiaoyou.

Seeing that Yun Xiaoye was in front of the door, Yun Xiaoyou walked over quickly, glanced at the room, and said in a low voice, "What about her?"

"Oh, you mean the leaves, she's resting. Are you looking for her?"

"No, I'm looking for her, I'm looking for you!" Yun Xiaoyou pulled his younger brother into the room.

Yun Xiaodemon is seventeen years old, and he is in the prime of his youth, graceful and heroic. With a stagger, he threw the magic weapon in his hand, the Chiyun Sword, on the table, and sat on the same stool that Li Ziye had sat on a moment ago.

"Brother, you are not bad today, you actually beat Zhu Gou very lightly. ”

"Hehe!" Yun Xiaoye grinned: "In the past, I let him, but in fact, with my cultivation path, I didn't need to use two hands to beat him." ”

"It's less smelly and beautiful!" Yun Xiaoyou glanced at him and said, "You have to be careful tomorrow, or just give up the competition." ”

Yun Xiaoye was stunned for a moment, and when he saw that Yun Xiaoyou's face was grim and not as if he was joking, he was surprised: "Who is my opponent tomorrow?"

Yun Xiaoyou was stunned and said, "Didn't you read the announcement just now, tomorrow morning, your opponent will be Han Xuemei from Jade Girl Peak!"

"Bang......" The nameless short stick in Yun Xiaoxie's hand fell to the ground, and then bounced up, levitating in front of him, emitting a faint dark cyan light.

"What!" he cried out, his face pale, "is there any mistake! I won the first game with great difficulty, and I met her in the second game!"

Han Xuemei, known as the fairy of love, has outstanding appearance, but her personality is cold and arrogant, and her cultivation is even more unfathomable. She and the ancient jade peak of Nagato Reincarnation Peak are called "Shushan Double Swords". The age is even a few months younger than Yun Xiaodemon this year, only sixteen years old, but his cultivation is by no means under Yun Xiaodemon. Moreover, Han Xuemei still has an immortal divine weapon in her hand!

No matter how conceited Yun Xiaoye was, he knew that he was definitely not the opponent of the love fairy. Originally, Zhu Gou was in a good mood today, but now it has dropped directly to the bottom.

Yun Xiaoyou originally came to see his younger brother and asked him to be careful tomorrow, but he didn't expect that his younger brother didn't know who he was going to fight against tomorrow morning, so he couldn't cry or laugh for a while. stood up, took the Chiyun Sword on the table and patted Yun Xiaoxie's shoulder, and said, "Let's admit defeat tomorrow, otherwise with Senior Sister Han's cold character, you will definitely have to suffer." ”

"I, I got it......"

Yun Xiaoxie was unwilling, and his mind was so mixed that he didn't even know when Yun Xiaodemon left.

The night breeze was slow, Yun Xiaoye suddenly felt a feeling of depression in his heart, walked to the courtyard, and the next moment he saw a person sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, dressed in white like snow, skin like jade, and bright eyes like blue waves and autumn water.

Who is it if it's not Li Ziye?

Li Ziye tilted his head slightly, looked at the seven Big Dipper stars arranged like spoons in the northern sky, and was silent.

Yun Xiaoye walked closer, stretched out his head and looked towards the sky, but saw that the night sky was clear, the stars were twinkling, and the Big Dipper echoed the bright North Star, revealing a bit of vicissitudes in the mystery.

Suddenly, Yun Xiaoxiao looked at the starry sky and said softly: "I once looked up at the starry sky with a friend, and in the end we both burst into tears, he was out of love, and I was because of ......."

Li Ziye's body moved, and he glanced curiously at Yun Xiaoxie who was standing beside him, and said strangely: "What are you for?"

Yun Xiaoxie's face was solemn, and he said word by word: "Sprain your neck!"

"Poof...... Li Ziye suddenly couldn't hold back his laughter anymore and said, "It's really yours." ”

Yun Xiaoxie smiled, and the feeling of depression in his heart suddenly dissipated a lot, but soon he sighed, and his expression was a little sad.

Li Ziye asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Yun Xiaoye sat on the stone bench next to Li Ziye, his arm propped up on the stone table to support his chin, and said with a helpless face: "I'm going to fight against Han Xuemei tomorrow morning, it's really hurtful." ”

"Who is Han Xuemei?"

"A very powerful, very powerful woman...... Adversary, yes, she's a cold-ass-frosted female demon, taller than my sister, I was beaten by her a year ago, and she's been glancing at me ever since!"

"Eh, did you provoke her, can you tell me, is there one in the Shushan faction that you haven't provoked?"

Yun Xiaoxie's face turned slightly red, and he said: "I was caught by her by stealing her Biyun hairpin, so I was beaten." In fact, she already has the Xuanshuang Divine Sword, and it is not a big deal for Biyun Hairpin to let me steal it for a few days. She's a stingy girl!"

"Xuanshuang Divine Sword?" Li Ziye was stunned, her body shook slightly, as if her long-ago thoughts were filling her heart, and her expression was a little melancholy and lost.

"You...... Something seems wrong with you. Yun Xiaoye glanced at Li Ziye.

Li Ziye smiled bitterly: "Xuanshuang...... My sword back then. ”

"Huh?!" Yun Xiaoxie was shocked.

Li Ziye smiled even more bitterly, and her originally delicate and beautiful face made people feel pity. Yun Xiaoye looked at him and said, "It turns out that your previous magic weapon was the Xuanshuang Sword!"

"That's right. Li Ziye said softly: "That time, the fighting method Xuanshuang was shocked by the three masters of the Ghost Sect, but I didn't expect that after six hundred years, this ancient sword was still there." ”

Yun Xiaoye only understood at this moment that Li Ziye was still continuing to refine the Natal Yuan Sword, it is said that the cultivation masters who have reached the flying sword will choose to take out the Natal Flying Sword in their bodies for refining and processing, and then carry it with them all the time, very few people have kept the flying sword in the dantian, unless, that person has a peerless divine weapon that is no less than the Origin Flying Sword.

The sky is high, the clouds are light, and the blue sky is thousands of miles.

The cold high-altitude wind blew across the huge mountaintop, and the voices of the people were boiling, and the figures were crowded. The ancient and solemn reincarnation hall still stands at the other end of the white jade rainbow bridge, silently watching the world in front of him.

In front of the Tianzi Fighting Method, there were countless young disciples of the Shushan Sect, most of whom were men. And there are many people on the fighting platform next to the herringbone.

At this moment, on the Tianzi platform, a cold girl in goose yellow clothes was pretty in the cold wind, her eyes were calm, and she was carrying a long sword inserted in the scabbard behind her, this long sword was much larger than the ordinary fairy sword, full of three feet and seven inches long, as if she was half as tall as the goose-yellow girl.

It is the love fairy Han Xuemei, and her divine soldier Xuanshuang Divine Sword.

Opposite Han Xuemei, Yun Xiaoxie, who was bare-headed and didn't even have an eyebrow, smiled awkwardly, facing the strange woman in front of him, he really didn't have the confidence to win under her hands.

So, he was embarrassed.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the herringbone fighting platform not far away, and saw the woman in white who was victorious, and the woman seemed to be looking this way.

In the first match of the second round this morning, Yun Xiaoxiao met the person he didn't want to see the most, Han Xuemei. And Li Ziye also met the opponent of Zhou Dalin who was no less than Xiuwei and yesterday, Fan Shaoyulong.

Fan Shaoyulong, in his early twenties this year, is the proud disciple of the first Xuancang Taoist in Guanxia Peak, and his cultivation is exquisite. Especially the dragon sword in his hand is indestructible and invincible.

Just standing in front of him, Li Ziye already felt the powerful and rich aura rushing from the opposite side.

I'm afraid that today's battle is much more dangerous than yesterday's battle against Zhou Dalin.

As a bell rang, her gaze withdrew from Yun Xiaoxie's side, and she couldn't be distracted in the slightest in the face of the young master in front of her.

Fan Shaoyulong looked at Li Ziye, his resolute cheeks were a little cold, yesterday he didn't watch Li Ziye and Zhou Dalin's fighting competition, but he could learn from the mouth of his junior brother later, this Li Ziye's cultivation is extremely high, not to mention, as if he still has a treasure.

He knew Zhou Dalin's cultivation, even he was not completely sure of defeating Zhou Dalin, but the young girl in front of him won him, he was very strange, where did Yun Xiaoye bring such a strange woman.

You must know that this woman is not a disciple of Shushan in the eyes of everyone, but is messing around with Yun Xiaoxie. If she was allowed to defeat two elite disciples of the Shushan Sect in a row, the face of the Shushan Sect would be lost.

Therefore, Fan Shaoyulong can't lose.

"Guanxia Peak Fan Shaoyulong, please teach Fairy Li!"

"Li Ziye, please also ask Senior Brother Yulong to show mercy!"

Fan Shaoyulong's eyes froze, and he staggered, and the turquoise light of the dragon sword rose to the sky, and he held the fairy sword in the sky and pounced on Li Ziye.

Li Ziye's body retreated, and when he saw the menacing green light, he didn't dare to take it hard, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, and the Natal Yuan Sword Cold Ice Sword appeared in his hand.

The two did not control the magic weapon to fight, but each held a fairy sword and fought together. Because Li Ziye didn't want to show that his supernatural powers came from the Shushan faction, he could only resist hard, but he fell behind in just a few faces. The snow-white light of the Ice Sword was slowly suppressed by the emerald sword light of the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Several rings were started almost at the same time, the sound of magic weapons and swords colliding was endless, and countless disciples watching the battle shouted in unison, and the huge Zhenwu Square was full of jubilation.

Of the seven rings, only one ring had no action, and that was the competition between Tianzi Yun Xiaoxiao and Han Xuemei.

The two stood at a foot apart, their eyes just staring at each other, and under the four eyes of each other, they both felt a mysterious and strange atmosphere circling between them.

Han Xuemei is not under Li Ziye, Yun Xiaoyou, Lu Linlang, Bai Xue and other women, plus she is extremely talented, and she is deeply favored by Master Yunshui, not only carefully taught, but also passed on to her the famous fairy sword Xuanshuang Sword of the Shushan faction.

Yesterday, Han Xuemei had already won without even pulling out her sword, and this cultivation of the truth was far superior to that of her peers.

After a long time, everyone in the audience was impatient to wait, and shouted one after another: "Little evil, if you don't fight, you will admit defeat!"

"Admit defeat, little evil!"

"You can't beat Senior Sister Han!"

In the audience, almost everyone was talking about whether Yun Xiaoye was defeated in one breath or in an instant.

On the stage, Yun Xiaoxie's face, which was originally embarrassed, suddenly froze, and a trace of anger suddenly rose in his heart. Even if he knew that he was not Han Xuemei's opponent, but in the face of the tide of sarcasm, Rao is cynical character also sank at this moment.

On the other side, Han Xuemei felt a slight change in Yun Xiaoxie's expression, and a strange look suddenly flashed in her cold eyes, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Since she was a child, Han Xuemei couldn't get used to Yun Xiaoxi, and the two didn't have much intersection, and most of the meetings were because Yun Xiaoxie went to Jade Girl Peak to do bad things and was bumped into.

A year ago, Yun Xiaoxiao sneaked into her room to steal her magic weapon, Biyun hairpin, but she found it on the spot and beat her violently.

Since then, Yun Xiaoye no longer dares to provoke this woman who doesn't know the severity of her attack and has a cold personality.

Perhaps feeling the anger of his master, the ugly nameless short stick in Yun Xiaoxie's hand suddenly rose with a faint blue light, gently winding around his wrist, like a gentle woman soothing the heart of the injured lover.

Yun Xiaoye glanced down, then slowly raised his head, his eyes were suddenly full of determination, originally he was going to admit defeat to Han Xuemei today, but at this moment, his changed mind, the dignity of a fourteen-year-old boy was far taller than anyone imagined.

He raised his head and looked at the yellow-clothed girl who was more than two years older than him opposite, and said word by word in a firm tone: "Senior Sister Han, please make a move." ”

The audience was stunned, and they didn't seem to expect that Yun Xiaoxie, who had always bullied the soft and feared the hard, had a funny personality, and was greedy for money and lustful, would dare to challenge Han Xuemei face-to-face.

Only the eyes of the beautiful girl in a goose yellow dress on the stage seemed to flow a strange luster at this moment.

She took a step forward and said slowly, "Jade Girl Peak disciple Han Xuemei, please give me advice." ”