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Chapter 75: Tears

In the ring, the fighting between Ye Xiaochuan and Sun Yao has begun, under the ring, outside the crowd, the cold woman in white did not put her mind on the ring at the moment, she held the dust in her hand tightly.

Just now, at the moment when the strange divine sword behind Ye Xiaochuan was unsheathed, the Dust Slashing Divine Sword that was connected to his own bloodline suddenly came out of its sheath without warning, piercing the sky.

This is already the third time that Qichen has had an abnormality, the first time was in Qingluan Pavilion two months ago, and the second time was the moment when Ye Xiaochuan and Hu Daoxin showed that ancient sword when they competed with Hu Daoxin the day before yesterday.

The three movements of the chopping dust were more and more intense each time, until today, the chopping dust finally broke out instantly, like the energy that had been suppressed for thousands of years suddenly exploded, and Yun Qiyou lost control of the chopping dust for a short time at that moment.

Yun Qiyou is an extremely smart woman, and at this moment, she gradually understands that the three changes in the dust cutting are related to the ancient sword with a mysterious origin in Ye Xiaochuan's hand.

After she calmed the sword, she slowly raised her head and looked at Ye Xiaochuan who was dancing in the ring like a god of alien sacrifice.

looked at the mysterious ancient sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand!

Yun Qiyou couldn't figure it out anyway, why did the sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand attract the dust in his hand?

Chopping dust and Wufeng are both blood refining magic weapons, with the master's blood as the medium, after recognizing the master, people and swords will have a feeling of heart-to-heart connection, and this feeling is much more advanced than the magic weapon in the hands of ordinary cultivators.

Yun Qiyou felt that her own slashing dust seemed to be filled with a complex emotion, and because of her relationship with slashing dust, her emotions were more or less affected by slashing dust.

It seems to be angry, like joy, like throbbing, like sadness, and it seems that there is such a kind of longing that has been cut for three lives and seven lifetimes.

She silently looked at the fairy sword in the ring with a blue light, and in her bright eyes like water, two lines of tears slowly flowed.

"Little junior sister, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Xiangruo had most of her mind paying attention to the strange little junior sister beside her after the Yun Qi Divine Sword went out of control just now.

Suddenly, she saw two lines of crystal clear tears like pearls, slowly flowing down from Yun Qiyou's eyes, and her face couldn't help but change.

Yun Qiyou didn't seem to notice this, she said, "What, senior sister?"

Ning Xiangruo said, "Why are you crying?"

Yun Qiyou was stunned for a moment, and several female disciples of Yuanshui Xiaozhu who were watching Ye Xiaochuan and Sun Yao's fighting method all turned their heads and looked at Yun Qiyou.

Yun Qiyou was stunned again, and finally seemed to feel something, she slowly stretched out her hand, and her fingers lightly touched her cheek, and it was really a little cool.

It's tears!

Tears of their own!

Would you have shed tears yourself?

She jerked her head down and looked at the slash in her left palm.

Ning Xiangruo and the other female disciples of Yuanshui Xiaozhu saw Yun Qiyou's strange expression at the moment, and they were faintly worried in their hearts.

Today, Yun Qiyou's performance is really abnormal, first he cut the dust and came out of the sheath as if he was out of control for no reason, and now, this little junior sister who is as cold as frost is crying for no reason.

Such a strange and wonderful thing, the few female disciples who have always been with Yun Qi Yu day and night have never seen it.

At this moment, in front of the main hall of reincarnation.

Su Xiaoyan, the fairy of the Ethereal Pavilion, couldn't help but say, "The fairy sword wrapped in white light just now is the dust cut, right?"

The surrounding elders and seniors also had this question in their hearts at the moment, Yun Qiyou didn't pull out the slash dust in two battles, but just now, the slash dust was unexpectedly unsheathed, although in an instant, Yun Qiyou's body swept up and put the sword back into the sheath.

Which of those present was not a senior master with extensive experience and a discerning eye? At that moment, almost all of them saw clearly, that is, cutting dust.

As for why the dust was suddenly unsheathed without warning, only two of the dozens of elders outside the main hall saw the clue.

One of them is the nine-tailed sky fox demon husband.

The other person is the current head of Cangyun Gate, Yu Jizi.

The two of them know some of the legends of Wufeng and Cutting Dust, why Cutting Dust suddenly bloomed with white light, I am afraid it has a lot to do with Ye Xiaochuan's sudden sacrifice of the Bladeless Ancient Sword behind him.

Master Jingshui has been accompanying her outside the main hall for the past few days, talking to other elders of other sects who came to watch the fighting competition, and at this moment, seeing Yun Qiyou suddenly sacrifice to cut the dust, she couldn't sit still, for fear that something would happen to her beloved little disciple.

So, he got up and said to the head of the house, Yu Jizi: "Senior brother, I'll go down and take a look." ”

Yu Jizi nodded silently and said, "Go ahead." ”

At this time, the nine-tailed Heavenly Fox Demon Boy and the Liubo Fairy who were sitting on the side also stood up, and the Demon Boy said: "Fellow Daoists, I'll go and see the little girl, in the blink of an eye, she ran away again, don't make any trouble." ”

So, the three of them, the still water master, the flowing wave fairy and the demon little man, walked down the white jade steps together.

At this moment, in the Southwest Xun Position Ring, the seemingly disparity in strength between Ye Xiaochuan and Sun Yao is still continuing.

Ye Xiaochuan was like reading from a book, and demonstrated the Cangyunmen True Law Sword Technique he had learned from low to high.

From the original Phantom Sword Style, to the Condensing Sword Style, and then to the current Hundred Sword Style, the power of the sword technique has become more and more powerful.

Sun Yao saw Ye Xiaochuan urging the Hundred Sword Style, and there was a little more surprise in his heart, this Hundred Sword Style was much more difficult to perform than the Condensing Sword Style, and at the same time condensing hundreds of monochromatic qi swords to attack, at least the cultivation of the middle stage of the Imperial Sky Realm was needed as the foundation, he didn't expect Ye Xiaochuan to cultivate by leaps and bounds in the past three months.

However, Sun Yao still didn't take Ye Xiaochuan to heart, he was like the first round of Yun Qiyou against Xiao Wu, even though the sword rain in the sky was rushing one after another, he was still immovable, as steady as Mount Tai.

The Amazing Immortal Sword in his hand exuded a dazzling white light, the sword technique in his hand was extremely fast, and the Amazing Immortal Sword seemed to become spiritual in his hand, or chop, or block, or catch, or pick, or split, and the hundreds of qi swords that were densely packed and galloping towards him around him were all relieved, and none of them could break through the invisible sword circle he had laid with the Amazing Fairy Sword.

The many disciples who watched this fighting competition around saw that Sun Yao's sword was like a dragon, as fast as lightning, and he barely moved his footsteps, so they cracked Ye Xiaochuan's seemingly his most powerful move in an instant, and his expression was quite relaxed and calm, and he couldn't help but burst into cheers around him.

In the midst of countless cheers, the voice of the girl Koike, who was jumping and dancing under the ring, immediately shouted, "Brother Ogawa, come on, Brother Ogawa will win!" was suppressed.

Seeing that her voice was suppressed by other voices, Miss Xiaochi couldn't help but be annoyed, and asked Zhu Changshui and Yuan Yangzhen beside her to also tear their throats together to cheer for Ye Xiaochuan.

However, how could the voices of a few people in this mere match the voices of hundreds or thousands of people? The result naturally made Miss Koike even more angry, scratching her ears and cheeks, and almost going crazy!