The blue light of the water spirit was like a huge wave of the sea, surging towards the crimson hot current, and the explosion spread while stirring up countless spiritual energy whirlpools, and after the riot, it turned into an invisible air current, and the layers of waves and impacts made the ring formation tremble slightly.

The spiritual light emitted by the hand on He Miaomiao's wrist wrapped herself tightly, and the light was hidden in the airflow, and she continued to wave countless sharp mangs in the dark.

Lu Shan uses the sword as an attack, and also uses the sword as a defense. The two giant swords had already turned into afterimages, and from a distance, they looked like a layer of thick white light, firmly blocking him from behind, allowing Yu Wei to impact, and the sword intent in the white light could instantly disperse the attack.

The movement of this ring alarmed the real people above, and even attracted the attention of countless monks in the square, but the two people in it were unaware, only thinking about how to defeat each other.

He Miaomiao's divine sense and eyes were mobilized to the extreme, and the speed of his body movement was almost faster than that of the opponent's sword, and the speed of manipulating Hanguang was also not slow, but Lu Shan was also as invisible as water, flowing from one side to the other, and he couldn't see the track at all.

The blue and red light spread all over the ring, and when the sword intent of the two sides collided, the dazzling white light continued to explode, and the frequently trembling formation was full of killing intent, and if you didn't pay attention to it, you would be rolled into powder by the air current.

The two completely different but equally powerful sword intents were entangled, and the battle between water and fire seemed to never stop, the faint blue light could not extinguish the brilliant and dazzling red light, and the fire spirit could not incinerate the water spirit.

Both of them knew that there was no way to go on like this, and while their minds sank even more, they thought of the same place almost instantly.

The sword intent is the monk's comprehension of the sword, everyone's sword intent is very different, they are now the main water on one side and the main fire on the other, when it is difficult to distinguish the victory or defeat in the sword fight, why not overwhelm the other party with the comprehension of the five elements?

He Miaomiao's mind was in a hurry, but she closed her eyes at this time, relying on her divine sense to capture the wisps of residual sword intent.

Her heart sank into Hanguang, feeling its excitement and fighting intent, feeling the violent fire spirit contained in its body, and imagining in her heart the situation of Suzaku burning heaven and earth in her dream.

Fire is the source of light, pure and blazing. It contains energy that can incinerate everything in the world, and only the power that accompanies it or surpasses it can easily be brought into submission.

Her innate bloodline contains an affinity for fire, and suppressing and controlling different fires since she was a child has brought this closeness to the extreme, and even allowed her to merge with fire, just like her fusion with the sword and the magic weapon connected to every mind, like an arm and finger, and can be manipulated freely.

Her sword intent is the will of fire, violent but not crazy, indomitable and undecadent, even in the face of natural restraints, she can burst out with amazing power.

The red light on the ring flashed, and in less than the blink of an eye, it was about to fill the space enclosed by the formation.

At this moment, the blue light around Lu Shan's body was surging, and it burst out suddenly, colliding with the red light again. The sword intent of water was also comprehended by him to the extreme, he and the sword, the sword and the sword intent, all fused into one, and He Miaomiao's state at the moment was the same!

The two of them were immersed in their comprehension of water, fire, and sword intent, and almost forgot where they were, and even forgot their opponents, forgetting themselves, and just wanted to let the sword play to the extreme, so that they could experience more deeply in this mysterious comprehension.

The two of them didn't know that the foundation of the ring formation gradually broke under the continuous impact, and the barrier could no longer isolate the sword intent, if it weren't for Ling Yun Zhenren and Lu Zhenren on the stage to shoot together, even the monks watching the battle in the audience would be unable to take precautions and be hit hard.

The two enchantments prevented the sword from dispersing unexpectedly, and the two Yuanying Zhenren, as well as the real people around them, were shocked by the strength of the two juniors on this stage.

Ling Yun Zhenren glanced at Lu Yunshen's expression, and when he saw the smile in his eyes, he knew that the performance of the little sword cultivator below made him a little satisfied, and maybe a little proud.

"Lu Daoyou's high apprentice is really extraordinary, and when he encounters a strong enemy, he is even stronger, and the sword intent that erupts is already somewhat similar to that of Daoyou. ”

Lu Yunshen restrained the smile in his eyes when he heard this, and smiled politely at Ling Yun, "He still has a long way to go, and Daoist friends are really wrong." What's more, he and the little nun are inseparable, and they can't be called 'stronger'. ”

Ling Yun Zhenren chuckled and praised: "Lu Daoyou has always been humble, and he is also an elite disciple in the Xuanqing Sect, so it will be a matter of time before he defeats this little female cultivator." ”

Lu Yunshen only smiled and didn't speak, his eyes were serious when he looked at the ring, and after a while, he said again: "Victory and defeat are common things, and the most important thing is that he has other experiences." Even if you can't beat it, it's a huge gain. ”

At this point, Ling Yun Zhenren couldn't boast anymore, and as he looked at the ring with red and blue light, he gently tapped his fingers and waited for the two of them to run out of spiritual power.

In the ring, He Miaomiao and Lu Shan had already woken up from that mysterious state of comprehension, and once again devoted themselves to the battle, and found that their opponents and themselves had made great progress.

It's a pity that this progress has made the situation stalemate, even if you change your sword moves and attack methods, you still can't tell the difference between high and low.

He Miaomiao's spiritual power was only forty percent left, and she could see that Lu Shan was no better, and the other thirty-nine pairs of Jindan high-level had already achieved results, leaving only the two of them still on the stage.

Hanguang and a pair of giant swords hummed, and the spiritual power injected by the two of them intermittently could no longer support powerful moves, and the spiritual light on the ring began to flicker and darken, and everyone could see that their spiritual power was about to run out.

Lu Shan's eyes were firm, and his wide sleeves couldn't help but agitate with the movement of controlling the sword with both hands in the air, and the sword intent was dense and ubiquitous like a drizzle.

He Miaomiao had no intention of retreating, sometimes jumping into the air and sometimes turning into a phantom, Hanguang wandered around with great agility, intertwined into a fiery invisible net, making it impossible for the other party to break through the barrier.

When He Miaomiao's spiritual power was only two percent left, Lu Shan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he gritted his teeth as if he had made a major decision, injecting the last nearly two percent of his spiritual power into the wide sword.

His expression calmed down again, his eyes closed slightly, and he was about to break and stand up, using this last two percent of spiritual power to re-enter the mysterious state just now!

He Miaomiao's heart tightened, but she was unwilling to admit defeat.

She was ruthless, and she also injected spiritual power into Hanguang, and swung countless sword lights in an instant in a sober state, if the sword intent just now was like a net, at this moment, it was like a crazy burning sea of fire, swooping towards the opposite side.

At the moment of swinging this blow, He Miaomiao's expression changed greatly, because the other party not only entered the state of comprehension, but also seemed to have the signs of advanced primordial infants!

"Not good!" she didn't care about the backlash, and her mind moved to recall Hanguang, and she forcibly stopped the attack halfway. This action made the meridians feel as severe pain as if they were retrograde, and it was much better to spurt out a mouthful of turbid blood.

At the moment when she retracted her attack, two gentle powers had already covered Lu Shan, and several other divine senses led her and gently held her under the ring.