There was an uproar in the audience! Exclamations came and went.

Especially after Zhou Dalin vomited blood, the thousands of young disciples and Shushan elders who watched the battle around the Kun character position did not change color.

This week, Dalin is an elite disciple of the Shushan lineage, twenty-seven years old this year, but he suffered a big loss under the hand of Li Ziye, a girl who is only fourteen or fifteen years old.

Everyone present knew that this Li Ziye was not a disciple of Shushan, but a woman who was brought back from outside by Yun Xiaoxie, who claimed to be Yun Xiaoxie.

No one thought that this beautiful girl in white would be so strong, and although the ice bird summoned earlier was repulsed, it also forced Zhou Dalin to be embarrassed.

"This stinky is so amazing!" Yun Xiaoye stood in the crowd and opened her mouth wide.

On the white jade rainbow bridge, Feng Tianyu's originally slightly smug face also sank at this moment, and he was very worried about his stupid apprentice.

At this time, a drunken old Taoist priest beside him squinted his eyes and took a sip of the wine in the gourd, as if he was saying to himself: "Amazing, amazing." ”

Of course, everyone knew that he was saying that Li Ziye was amazing, and they couldn't help but look at this drunken old Taoist priest.

The first Heavenly Fire Master from the Fire Peak said, "Drunk Old Dao, what do you see?"

The drunken Taoist smiled and said, "What can I see as a person in my last years?" Hey, Senior Brother Feng, that stupid apprentice of yours is really amazing. ”

Everyone was stunned again, originally thinking that the drunk old man was praising the girl named Li Ziye.

This drunken old Taoist rarely asks about the things in the door, but his cultivation and knowledge are not trivial, he was one of them in the Barbarian Seven Walk back then, and he was the main combat force, and the cultivation at that time was no longer under the same brother Yun Canghai and Xuanbi Dao people who went to the same school.

After a while, the drunken Daoist looked at the Kunzi Doufa Platform and said slowly: "Among the younger generation of disciples, those who can break the Xuanbing Yuluan thaumaturgy and can stand up straight, except for Gu Yufeng and Han Xuemei, there is only you as a stupid apprentice. It's amazing, it's amazing. ”

The elders were stunned again, especially Feng Tianyu, with a little color on the corner of his mouth, and said to the drunk old man: "Senior Brother Drunk has won the award." ”

Kun word fighting platform.

In mid-air, after a few breaths after the ice bird's body cracked, there was a sudden crisp bang, and after it let out its last birdsong, it turned into countless ice cubes and fell from mid-air, smashing into the fighting ring below.

And in mid-air, the beautiful girl dressed in white like snow, suddenly her body was also shocked, and the corners of her mouth slowly overflowed with blood, and then, her graceful body gently fell on the ring seven feet opposite Zhou Dalin.

The two stood seven feet apart, staring at each other.

Li Ziye slowly raised his white sleeves to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Yes, you are really strong, Yun Xiaoxie's stinky boy really didn't lie to me." ”

As he spoke, Li Ziye's gaze moved down and looked at Yun Xiaoxie, who had a slightly gloating expression in the crowd.

Zhou Dalin was not lightly injured, smiled bitterly, and said, "Senior Sister Li has won the award." ”

Li Ziye's gaze withdrew from Yun Xiaoxie's body, looked at Zhou Dalin again, and said lightly: "But I only gave seven points of strength just now, and the next thing is to depend on your ability." ”

With that, the index and middle fingers of both hands slowly slid across her chest, and a white ball of light appeared on her chest.

Yun Xiaoye gasped, of course he was familiar with this action, he had seen it in the cave that day.

Sure enough, a white fairy sword exuding a cold aura appeared in the ball of light, and it was Li Ziye's natal sword Cold Ice Sword!

"Flying sword!

In the audience, I don't know which disciple shouted, and then an uproar exploded.

There are nearly 30,000 disciples of the younger generation of the Shushan Sect, and only more than ten people have refined flying swords, and the youngest is Han Xuemei, an excellent disciple of the Jade Girl Peak, who is known as the fairy of love, who is sixteen years old this year.

The beautiful girl in the ring in front of her, dressed in white like snow, with black hair like ink, and her fair skin like frost and snow seemed to have a mysterious luster.

Whoever looks at it, this girl named Li Ziye is only fourteen or fifteen years old. But the Dao Immortal Technique was so unfathomable that it could unleash the Natal Yuan Sword.

The Shushan faction has been the leader of the righteous path for 3,000 years, and it is now the fifteenth generation.

In thousands of years, there have naturally been many peerless figures with amazing and brilliant leaders, but those who can be refined into flying swords under the age of sixteen are afraid that there is no one in these hundred years, even Gu Yufeng, who is known as the first wizard of the young generation in Shushan today, and Han Xuemei, another person called the Love Fairy, only reached the realm of flying swords at the age of sixteen.

The girl in front of her was brought back from outside by Yun Xiaoxie, how can she not be surprised that she can behave like this at such a young age?

The white light on the stage is swirling, and the fairy spirit is vertical and horizontal. And in the distance, on the tall white jade rainbow bridge, the dozens of old men of Shushan all changed their color, looking at them in a daze, looking at the white-clothed girl standing in the wind.

The Purple Cloud Fairy said strangely: "Where did Xiao Xie meet this woman? Could it be the descendant of the Phoenix Fairy in Fengxia Cave?"

Master Yunshui shook his head and said, "No, I just came back from Fengxia Cave a few months ago, and Fairy Feng didn't say that she had such an outstanding little apprentice. ”

Purple Cloud Fairy frowned and said, "Then whose disciple will it be, Xiao Xie has only been away for three or four days, and he must not have left this eight hundred miles of Shu Mountain, this woman must have been brought back after he got acquainted near the mountain." Since it has nothing to do with the phoenix fairy, I am afraid that it is the heir of several other immortal mansions in the mountain. ”

"Look!" the Tianhuo Master seemed to be taken aback, and said, "What she is doing seems to be the Yin and Yang Qiankun Dao method that I have never passed on in Shu Mountain!"

Everyone took a closer look, and sure enough, in front of Li Ziye in the Kunzi platform, there was a huge yin and yang Tai Chi pattern looming over her whole body, which seemed to be the Yin and Yang Qiankun Dao that the Shushan Sect had never passed on for thousands of years.

On the stage, as soon as the Li Ziye Sword Trick was introduced, the Cold Ice Immortal Sword rushed towards the blue sky with a swish, and in an instant, a stream of cold ice aura shot towards the surroundings, forming waves of water ripples that could be seen with the naked eye around the Ice Sword.

And that sword peak was slowly facing down, towards the tall and swarthy man standing on the edge of the ring opposite, Zhou Dalin!

Zhou Dalin's face changed greatly, which greatly exceeded his expectations, and after being slightly stunned, the Kang Spirit Immortal Sword suspended in front of him suddenly burst into flames, roaring at the Xuanbing Sword in mid-air.

The two fairy sword magic weapons with completely different attributes fought fiercely in the air, and the red and white magic weapons roared in all directions, as if two ancient giant beasts were biting and fighting, and Zhou Dalin and Li Ziye, who controlled these two fairy swords, were also uncomfortable, every time the two swords collided, the qi and blood in the bodies of the two people were tumbling, and the red blood stained the corners of the mouths of the two again, but the two of them had no time to wipe at the moment, and their whole body was focused on their respective magic weapons.

The Flying Sword Realm is already a rare master in the cultivation realm.

According to the classification from low to high, the realm of air control that cultivators dream of is the fifth layer, the sixth layer is the Divine Thought Realm, and the seventh layer is the Jindan Realm, this flying sword is even above the Jindan Realm, it is the eighth layer, and it is only one step away from the ninth layer of the Yuan Shen Realm!

And the so-called eighth-layer flying sword realm is to condense the majestic aura in the body into a blade in the lower abdomen dantian, from the initial prototype to the final formation, it takes a long time and a huge aura.

After refining a little flying sword prototype, most people in the cultivation realm will take the flying sword out of the dantian in their body in order to save time, and continue to exercise it with refined iron, making the flying sword stronger and more powerful. Only a few people will leave the flying sword in the dantian.

Once that person dies, whether it is hidden in the dantian or taken out to refine the Origin Flying Sword magic weapon, it will disappear with the owner, and it can be said to be a one-time product.

Zhou Dalin is twenty-seven years old this year, and at the age of twenty-five, he refined the flying sword, and the Kang Spirit Immortal Sword in his hand is his natal Yuan Sword, because it is a fire-based fairy sword, the attack power is extremely strong, plus he has cultivated for many years, the true yuan is strong, and there are few opponents among the young disciples of Shushan.

Now, facing the flying sword in front of him, which was full of endless chill, he actually felt a trace of powerlessness.

"Bang!"

After a loud bang, the two fairy swords trembled in the air at the same time, emitting a sword roar like a dragon chanting and a phoenix. Almost at the same time as the loud noise, the white cold light and the red flames echoed in mid-air, changing like no other.

Everyone in the audience was enthusiastic and shouted loudly, especially the young disciples of Ziwei Peak who were waving their flags for the senior brother Zhou Dalin, and the momentum was at its peak.

Yun Xiaoye watched the two fighting on the stage, especially looking at the crystal blood marks on the corner of Li Ziye's mouth, he suddenly worried about Li Ziye. When most of the people around him were shouting for Zhou Dalin, he somehow suddenly went against the norm and raised his hands and screamed: "Yezi, come on! Yezi, come on!"

Perhaps hearing the familiar and somewhat obscene voice, Li Ziye, who was fighting with Zhou Dalin on the stage, turned her head slightly, looked at the bald young man in green clothes who was overwhelmed by the crowd, and suddenly, she sneered.

This smile is really delicate and moving, beautiful and unparalleled, as if the most beautiful flower in the world suddenly bloomed.

At this time, Zhou Dalin seized the opportunity and drove the magic weapon Kang Spirit Sword to gallop upward, and the powerful flames almost covered half of the sky, and slammed down on the beautiful white-clothed girl below.

Li Ziye came back to his senses, his face changed suddenly, and he slowly raised his head and looked at the flames in the sky.

The fierce flames illuminated her originally fair skin as if it were a bit of mysterious ruddy, and when everyone thought that Li Ziye was about to be defeated, the scene was quiet for a while, and only one voice sounded.

"Be careful!" Yun Xiaoye suddenly shouted, his face showing anxious concern.

The wind stopped, as if even time had stood still.

Everyone's eyes fell on the woman in white clothes in Taichung, only to see that her face suddenly calmed down, and her eyes were flowing with blue waves, looking at the sky.

On the left hand that no one saw, an ancient bronze mirror the size of a palm gently slipped from the sleeve tube and fell into the palm of her hand, which was the treasure of the Shushan faction that had been missing for six hundred years, Haotian Mirror!

When the huge flames were less than two feet away from the top of Li Ziye's head, when Zhou Dalin was about to withdraw the offensive, Li Ziye suddenly smiled, with a bit of unknown mystery and a bit of vicissitudes of time.

The wind that had suddenly stopped whirling ...... whirled again, and then a white pillar of light shot out of the fan-shaped shape overhead, shooting into the endless waves of flames.

"Boom ......"

"Zizi Zi ......"

Countless strange noises suddenly rang out, sometimes sharp, sometimes low, sometimes like a dragon roaring. Half a breath later, the endless flames above Plum Leaf's head exploded, turning into countless fireballs scattered and scattered, many of which shot towards Plum Leaf.

The dark blue yin and yang taiji pattern that permeated Li Ziye's body blocked all the fireballs that fell towards her.