The Xuanshuang Sword is not one of the six great artifacts of the Shushan Sect, but the Xuanshuang Fairy, the tenth generation patriarch of the Shushan Sect a thousand years ago, inadvertently obtained it from the Wild Ancient Land. It is undeniable that it is an extremely powerful divine weapon of the Shushan Sect, and even among them, most of them have never seen this sword when it is unsheathed. Some people even say that under the Shushan Zhutian Sword, there is no divine sword that can compare to the Xuanshuang.

On the stage, Yun Xiaoye breathed deeply, if it weren't for the nameless short stick in his hand that exuded dazzling blue light to compete with the aura of the Xuanshuang Sword, I was afraid that he would be overwhelmed by the sword qi now.

The two looked at each other deeply, with a little hesitation and a little fear in Yun Xiaoxie's eyes. But there was only one look in Han Xuemei's eyes.

Angry looks!

She didn't expect that the person who forced herself to draw her sword was not a genius like Gu Yufeng, but this Shushan big mouse! But she had to draw her sword, and at the moment when Yun Xiaoye broke her Taiyi Divine Palm just now, she felt a huge force that even made her heart chill emanating from that gray short stick.

"Excalibur Ethereal 80,000 Style ......"

There was a cold whistling sound in the air, and the Xuanhuang Divine Sword in her hand suddenly burst out with white light, and under the urging of the spiritual power in her body, countless white sword rays appeared in the white light and roared out, shooting towards Yun Xiaoxie who was close at hand, looking at that number, even if there were no 80,000 Dao, I am afraid that there were 30,000 Dao!

Yun Xiaoxie's face immediately turned a little pale, and he hurriedly retreated, but the ring was only ten zhang big, and there was no way to retreat soon.

He leaned his back against the enchantment prohibition, glared angrily, and looked at the other side, and at this moment, a dense white sword qi had appeared in his pupils.

It was quiet, everyone around was quiet, and even held their breath. Everyone looked at the invincible white sword qi in the sky stupidly, and looked at the helpless and weak bald boy under the sword qi.

The divine sword is ethereal 80,000 styles, this beautiful young girl in yellow can actually use her own cultivation to urge such a powerful Shushan sword technique!

"Bang ......"

Suddenly, there was a heavy footstep on the stage, and Yun Xiaoye actually took a step forward when he had no way to retreat, and the desolate aura on his body was even stronger.

"Eight Desolations......

"Liuhe ......"

Yun Xiaoxie said word by word, and finally shouted: "Phantom!"

At this moment, those mantras and supernatural powers written down in the Nameless Ancient Cave came to his mind, especially the set of stick methods that Li Ziye called the Eight Desolations and Six Combinations. He couldn't cast it that day because he hadn't reached the realm of air control, and now he could do it.

The essence of the mantras in his mind flashed rapidly, and he even simulated the corresponding tricks according to these mantras in his mind, as if there was a little man holding a short stick in his mind and practicing it.

This set of eight desolations and six sticks has a total of six moves, the moves are exquisite, and the power is great. As far as the first move phantom is concerned, you can conjure up 99,000 stick shadows when you practice to the depths, and the speed is extremely fast, and there is no way to break it.

The nameless short stick flew into the sky along Yun Xiaoxie's hand, and the nameless short stick suspended in mid-air suddenly burst into blue light again, as if it was summoned by some mysterious power, and went straight to the sky, everyone's eyes were staring at the gray short stick that was only a foot long, feeling the whirlwind that suddenly erupted.

Endless pressure filled the heavens and the earth, everyone changed color, and some disciples and elders with higher cultivation levels obviously felt that the power released by Yun Xiaoxie's move was obviously inconsistent with his own cultivation in the Sky Realm.

The wind was blowing, the sand flew away, and the nameless short stick that flew into the sky suddenly spun rapidly, and the endless gray stick shadow flew down from the Nine Heavens Firmament, intercepting the countless white sword lights.

Under the light of the sword, the goose-yellow figure rushed forward.

Under the shadow of the stick, the bald young man in Tsing Yi also rushed forward.

The huge and continuous roar shook the heavens and the earth, as if even this majestic mountain was trembling, and the two powerful spiritual qi collided, and thousands of dazzling lights appeared in an instant, like fireworks blooming in the sky. The entire Heavenly Character Rank Ring Barrier Prohibition trembled, as if it could not withstand these two powerful bombardments, and there were waves like stormy waves.

Sword light, stick shadow, white light, blue light!

"Poof......" Yun Xiaoxie's body shook violently, only to feel the blood in his chest rolling, and the whole person was shocked back, clinging tightly to the enchantment prohibition, spitting blood.

And Han Xuemei, who was on the other side, suddenly turned pale, and her body retreated again and again, retreating seven or eight steps, and when she stopped her body, her whole body suddenly shook violently, as if she couldn't suppress it anymore, and the corners of her mouth slowly overflowed with red blood.

Red blood dripped from the corners of her mouth, dripping onto her goose-yellow clothes, and even a few drops on the plum blossoms at her collar, shocking, a little more bleak and beautiful.

Heaven and earth are slaughtered, and the sky is shaken.

The sword light and stick shadow that were originally in the sky slowly dissipated, and the nameless short stick flew into Yun Xiaoxie's hand, and the incomparably bright cyan light also faded at this moment, as if it was overconsumed.

Yun Xiaoye looked at the girl in yellow ten zhang away, and Han Xuemei also looked at him, her pale face showing an incredibly surprised look.

Look at him deeply!

The power of the strange magic weapon in Yun Xiaoxie's hand was far beyond everyone's imagination, and even when facing the ancient divine weapon Xuanshuang Ancient Sword, the extremely ugly gray short stick did not fall in the slightest, and faintly covered the holy and cold brilliance of the Xuanshuang Divine Sword.

In the blow just now, although Han Xuemei's mouth was bleeding, her own Dao was far superior to Yun Xiaoxie, and the injury was not too serious, but she was out of breath under the great impact, blocking several meridians.

And Yun Xiaoxie was not so good, if it weren't for the gray short stick brought out of the nameless ancient cave in his hand, he wouldn't even be able to resist Han Xuemei's move. At this moment, especially the first phantom of the Eight Desolations and Six Sticks Method, which he had just exerted with all his might, had hollowed out his already poor True Yuan spiritual power.

Seeing that Han Xuemei was actually injured by herself and vomited blood, she was so cool in her heart, she couldn't care about the screams of thousands of people in the audience, she grinned, and there was blood between her teeth.

He smiled and said, "Senior Sister Han...... You haven't risen this year, I remember when you beat me last year, I couldn't even take a move, and now I'm forced to vomit blood, it's really ...... What a ......."

He grabbed his head and thought for a long time before saying, "It's so cool!"

Han Xuemei's face turned slightly pale, wiping away the blood from the corners of her mouth, and her cold gaze seemed to be able to freeze people's hearts.

She said slowly: "Yun Xiaoxie, you really surprised me. I didn't expect that in just a few days, your cultivation would progress so quickly. Especially the short stick magic weapon in your hand, the power is even greater, but I won't lose, can you still take my next move?"

Yun Xiaoxie is really at the end of his crossbow now, and he can't even stand on his feet, let alone go to the next full-strength attack of Han Xuemei, who is a superb master.

However, the loser does not lose the battle, he smiled and said: "Even if I look for a hundred, I will take it, let the horse come......"

"Bang ......"

The next moment after he said to let the horse come, his legs weakened, his eyes rolled, and he passed out in the ring on all fours, like a big crab.

"Stinky boy!" On the herringbone fighting platform, Li Ziye saw Yun Xiaoxiao who was slowly falling to the ground out of the corner of his eye, and his face couldn't help but change. At the moment when he and her were distracted, the dragon slaying sword in Fan Shaoyulong's hand suddenly made a loud and sharp sword roar.

"A sword!"

Fan Shaoyulong led the sky to roar, and an incomparably bright green sword qi shot out from the blade of the Dragon Slaying Sword, unleashing the "Qiankun One Sword", one of the six major sword tricks of the Shushan Sect.

Qiankun a sword, although it is not as famous as the Shushan Divine Sword and Thunder True Technique, but its power is also extremely strong, and the aura of the whole body turns into a small sword qi to shoot out, condensing the supreme true method of endless yin and yang Qiankun Dao Decision, and it is used to slay the dragon sword and other peerless immortal swords, and the power is even greater.

Li Ziye's heart was in a mess, although she was a character from six hundred years ago, but these six hundred years of time were just a sleep for her, and her mind and cultivation almost stayed in the realm of that year.

Almost subconsciously, the cold ice sword in her hand was Han Dasheng, and she also shouted: "Qiankun a sword!"

Two small but powerful swords shot together, and the huge roar caused the two of them to retreat, but this could not hide the shocked hearts of everyone present.

"Qiankun One Sword" is the supreme sword technique handed down by the ancestor of Shushan Changmei, which is driven by the Yin and Yang Qiankun Taoism, and has never been passed on for three thousand years, but at this moment it actually appeared on the young girl brought back by Yun Xiaoxi, and everyone saw that Li Ziye's attainments in the Qiankun Sword were faintly better than Fan Shaoyulong.

On the Hongqiao, Yun Canghai's face sank, he had no time to pay attention to his son's life and death in the ring, staring at the girl in white in the ring, his eyes were shining.

The elders behind him were not as calm as him, and they all shouted out: "It's a sword!"

The Qiankun Sword needs the true method of the Yin and Yang Qiankun Dao Decision secretly passed down by the Shushan faction to be activated, so it seems that the girl's ability is really from the Shushan faction.

The old Taoist priest, who seemed to be drunk forever, opened his mouth slightly, and there were faint wine stains on the white beard at the corner of his mouth. He was silent for a long time and said, "I understand." ”

Yun Canghai turned his head and said, "What do you understand?"

The drunken Daoist's hazy and deep eyes seemed to pass a wise light at this moment, and he looked at the elders who were talking around him, he shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "I understand her origin, I'm afraid that you have also thought of it." ”

Yun Canghai was slightly stunned, smiled, and said: "I can't hide anything from Senior Brother, originally I was only seventy percent sure, but now it seems that I am ninety percent sure." ”

Drunk Lao Dao rolled his eyes and said, "What's so hard to guess, her name has exposed everything, it's just that things are too unbelievable, and we old fools don't think about it." But this matter still doesn't have to be publicized. ”

Yun Canghai smiled again, nodded, and said, "What Senior Brother said is very true, and I also mean this." ”