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(In the last few paragraphs, the name is wrong, it should be Liu Hui, not Liu Yu, sorry, sorry!)

"Bell, bell!"

Three melodious and crisp bells sounded one after another in the ten fighting rings, and gradually, one after another, the magic weapon Hao Guang tore the heavens and the earth, and in the countless cheers, those glows became more and more intense. (Starter)

In the second ring, Liu Hui of the Blood Condensation Hall hugged his fists and said: "Liu Hui of the Blood Condensation Hall, please teach the fairy." ”

Han Xuemei stared at him and said lightly: "Shushan, Han Xuemei." ”

This time, Han Xuemei was very different from the previous style of playing with static braking, she staggered with a crisp sound, and a white sword with a faint cold aura suddenly burst out from her left hand, and the wind in the ring suddenly rose to the ground, making a sharp wind whistle.

Liu Hui's face changed slightly, and the disciples who were watching the battle were also in an uproar.

Everyone thought that Han Xuemei didn't have to pull out the Xuanshuang Divine Sword, but they didn't expect to attack first!

Han Xuemei is an unexpected person, and it is not surprising that she does anything unexpected.

For example, she and Yun Xiaoxiao can go to a strange alley and get drunk, and then fall asleep with each other.

For another example, she can be happy all day long for a funny joke that Yun Xiaoxie told her.

These are things that no one else expected.

In the last round of fighting with Ke Xingyun, Han Xuemei herself was too big, and only pulled out the Xuanshuang when the Tianxi Sword was about to pounce in front of her. Others don't know, but Han Xuemei herself is clear, the aura of the Heavenly Axis Divine Sword is too strong, and it is controlled by Ke Xingyun with the strange secret method of the Demon Sect, which makes her even more bloodthirsty.

At that time, in the ring, she had already been injured by the sword qi of the Heavenly Axis Divine Sword.

Each round of the following fighting method is very important, she will never make the same mistake again, each game must be resolved quickly, and a large amount of true yuan must not be consumed.

Xuanshuang's white sword stabbed straight up at the fingertips that were as white as jade onions, it was not a tentative attack at all, Han Xuemei was exhausted, and the sword blade pierced the sky, directly approaching Liu Hui, and let out a sharp sword roar.

Liu Hui's face sank, his toes were a little, his body slid back quickly, and almost at the same time, his right hand twitched around his waist, and the red and white intertwined silk that was originally wrapped around his waist was suddenly pulled out, and the light was great, and in a blink of an eye, a long red whip about two feet long was formed.

This strange magic weapon long whip didn't know what weird material it was made of, as soon as it appeared, a large blood cloud suddenly surged from the blue sky above the ring, and the long whip quickly pumped in the air, and suddenly made a whip sound, and then under the control of Liu Hui's spiritual power, the originally soft long whip turned out to be like a hard huge sword, and stabbed straight at Han Xuemei who was galloping.

Han Xuemei saw that the long whip was stabbed as a long sword, the light in her eyes flashed, and the Xuanshuang Divine Sword slashed at each other, wanting to block the red long whip.

However, to Han Xuemei's surprise, when the blade of the Xuanshuang Divine Sword touched the hard and straight long whip, from the point of contact, the long whip suddenly softened and quickly wrapped around the sword body of the Xuanshuang Divine Sword.

Liu Hui's face was solemn, he held one end of the long whip in his hand, and he shook suddenly, and a wave of qi followed the long whip body towards Han Xuemei.

The Xuanshuang Divine Sword was entangled in the red long whip, which did not make Han Xuemei mess up, and felt a rotating force coming from the long whip, the best way now is to directly let go of the sword immortal in his hand, and immediately dissolve this rotating power from the whip itself, almost everyone in the audience also thought so.

However, Han Xuemei always does unexpected things, she has no intention of letting go at all, her graceful and delicate posture suddenly leans forward, her long right leg suddenly stretches back, almost as high as her shoulder, but her left leg kicks the stone slab, and several hard stone slabs under her feet immediately cracked, especially the floor directly below almost turned into powder.

The next moment, Han Xuemei's body was almost horizontal in mid-air about five feet from the ground, and then, her body rotated rapidly like a stonemason polishing a stone wall and a carpenter drilling and grinding wood! The rotation speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see Han Xuemei's face clearly.

And the direction of rotation is the direction of rotation from the long whip!

It's just that the speed at which Han Xuemei's body rotates is much higher than the speed of the long whip itself, and in just a moment, Liu Hui felt that the blood whip magic weapon he had worked so hard to refine seemed to be swept into a huge whirlpool, almost out of his control.

He gritted his teeth and shook faster, but the force of the shock from the whip itself became stronger and stronger, and after a while, his hand suddenly emptied, and the long whip that was tightly held in his hand disappeared.

He looked ahead in astonishment, the blood-colored light curtain flickered, and then disappeared, Han Xuemei slowly landed on the stone slab of the ring, her face expressionless.

"Poof......

The light in Liu Hui's eyes suddenly dissipated, as if he had received an unprecedented blow, his body retreated again and again, and the corners of his mouth quickly overflowed with essence and blood.

The audience was amazed, and the Demon Sect disciples even scolded loudly, and even some of the righteous path disciples had incredible expressions on their faces.

The blood cloud that filled the sky disappeared, but countless red fragments rained down from under the blood cloud.

Fragments of the Blood Whip!

In a flash, the magic weapon blood whip in Liu Hui's hand was completely shattered under the Xuanshuang Divine Sword, under the arrogant and indifferent goose-yellow clothed beautiful fairy.

Cultivators, whether they are righteous or demonic, attach great importance to their own magic weapons, almost like life. When everyone is fighting and fighting, they will not deliberately destroy each other's magic weapons. Although the Heart Demon Fantasy War does not clearly stipulate that the fighting methods of the two sides must not damage people, it has almost become a tacit understanding for everyone for thousands of years.

Now that Han Xuemei is so ruthless, it is much beyond the expectations of the righteous path cultivators.

The blood whip is connected to Liu Hui's own life, Liu Hui has not only been hit hard, but his Taoism has also suffered a great loss, but I am afraid that it will be impossible to recover to the current cultivation without two or three years.

Han Xuemei's face was as cold as frost, and she stood proudly in the ring, holding the Xuanshuang Divine Sword with her right hand and pointing at Liu Hui opposite, without a trace of expression.

She didn't even have time to fight with Liu Hui just now, but the victory and defeat had already been divided, and it could be regarded as the fastest fighting method.

Offstage, Yun Xiaoye stood in the crowd and opened his mouth wide, and for a while his heart was mixed, and he didn't know what to say.

Tianshu Jade Terrace, north side.

Wan Qizi, the sect master of the Blood Condensation Hall, who was sitting at the head of the Demon Sect boss, changed his face slightly, and a bloodthirsty cold aura emanated from his body, and even his eyes turned blood-red.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the righteous path boss opposite the Tianshu Jade Terrace, and his eyes fell on Yun Canghai, the head of the Shushan faction.

He said coldly: "Yun Daoyou, this female disciple under your sect is so ruthless, isn't it enough to win? ”

Tens of thousands of people in the square cheered and shouted, and there was a deafening roar of magic weapons, but Wan Qizi's voice was as lacking as a steel needle piercing the sky, and it seemed to suppress all the sounds.

Yun Canghai didn't expect Han Xuemei's cultivation to progress so quickly, but in front of so many people, how could he show the slightest decline?

He said lightly: "This little disciple under my door is not good at learning and can't control his strength, but it makes Wan Daoyou laugh." ”

The sound of the clouds and the sea is like the waves of the sea, thick and surging, giving people a feeling of continuity, which is very different from the sound of Wan Qizi's sharp steel needle just now.

One is rigid.

One is cotton.

"You!"

Wan Qizi was furious, and he was about to attack▲ Mu Qingyang, the Demon Lord of the Ancient Demon Sect beside him, and Mrs. Hongmian, the leader of the ** sect, stopped him at the same time.

Although these three factions are eager to swallow each other, they fight in the dark on weekdays, but now it is a magic war, and the overall situation is still important, after all, they are both people in the Demon Sect, and they are the same sect and humiliated.

Mu Qingyang said: "Brother Wan, don't be like the group of hypocrites in the righteous path. ”

Mrs. Hongmian said: "Yes, we still have to focus on the heart magic war here, and let other things go." ”

When the two sect masters of the Dementor Sect and the Yin Spirit Sect saw Mu Qingyang and Mrs. Hongmian talking, they couldn't watch from the wall anymore, and said a few words without smiling on the side.

In just a few words and a few actions, you can almost see the division of forces within the Demon Sect.

The Ancient Demon Sect, the Blood Condensation Hall, and the ** faction, these three major factions are all Demon Sect Gates from the Heavenly Demon Ancestor's lineage, although the struggle is fierce in secret, as long as they face the right path, these three factions will still work together.

On the other hand, the Dementor Sect and the Yin Spirit Sect, this is the authentic ghost sect, a series of the Netherworld Sect created by the ghost king Xue Tian thousands of years ago, and the ghost sect has developed and expanded. The Netherworld Sect once became the largest sect in the Demon Sect.

When facing the righteous path, the three factions of the Demon Sect may be able to work together to fight against the righteous path, and the two sects of the Demon Sect are eager for the other three factions to fight to the death with the righteous path.

Han Xuemei won, but unexpectedly, the cheers of the righteous path disciples were much smaller than before, and they seemed to be suppressed by Han Xuemei's ruthlessness.

When she walked on the stairs, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the young man in five-colored silk in the crowd, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and for some reason there was a trace of pain in her eyes, and she hurriedly turned her head away, not looking at Yun Xiaoxie.

Yun Xiaoye originally wanted to say goodbye, but saw Han Xuemei walking in front of her master, Master Yunshui, and there were Lu Linglang, Xu Baofeng and other Jade Girl Peak disciples by her side.

He didn't have a good impression of Yun Shui Shitai, shook his head helplessly, and turned his head and walked to the third ring that was about to come to the stage.

"What's going on with Senior Sister Han today, it's ...... such a heavy shot?"

Yun Xiaoxie muttered a few words to himself, very puzzled in his heart, unable to figure out what had happened in the past three days.

Could it be true that as Master Song said, she fell asleep with her hangover and hugged each other, which made her very angry?

Yun Xiaoye felt that this reason was still in the past, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he said secretly: "I haven't messed with her recently! ”

The sky is high and the clouds are light, the glow is infinite, and countless magic weapons are impacting and fighting in the ring, which soon attracts Yun Xiaoxie's thoughts, and there is no time to think too much about Han Xuemei's abnormality.

Among the disciples of the Jade Girl Peak of Shushan, Master Yunshui looked at her favorite little disciple, her brows furrowed slightly, and a helpless look flashed in her eyes, it seemed that only she, the master of today, knew the mystery of Han Xuemei's abnormal behavior.