Zi Shen won easily, and he was still a little unsatisfied when he ended up, and the defeated Confucian Xiu was very polite, and walked forward to be polite to him for a long time before exiting the square.

He walked through the crowd of Daohe and returned to He Miaomiao and Ji Ruyue, it was almost dusk, and after the eliminated monks left, the arena was a lot empty.

The three of them got together and chatted until night, when the light curtain next to the No. 1 ring lit up Ji Ruyue's number.

"Six hundred and sixty-six, it's my turn!" Ji Ruyue winked at the two of them, and couldn't wait to gallop towards the ring, and didn't forget to leave a sentence before leaving, "You wait for me, get together at the end!"

He Miaomiao and Zishen responded again and again, watched her run to the ring, hugged her fists with a smile, and greeted a male cultivator in the late stage of Jindan.

"How cold this man is, he doesn't return the salute. Zi Shen pursed his lips and complained softly, "It's like someone owes him a spirit stone......

The male cultivator's face is around thirty, his eyes are as cold as ice, and his hard outline is like a knife, and because he has no expression, he looks even more cold and hard.

He didn't have any decorative magic weapons on his body, only the entrance token hanging around his waist, and even a narrow-sleeved black robe was not a defensive magic weapon.

"It's mostly sword cultivation. He Miaomiao looked at him from afar, and always felt as if he was looking at a thoughtless weapon, without any emotions that belonged to people.

Zishen nodded, and then sighed: "Kendo pursues the unity of human and sword, and it is not to teach people to become unruly dead things. ”

He Miaomiao thought of Lu Yunshen, who had met a few times, as the elder of the Xuanqing Sect's sword blade, as a person who was very likely to cultivate his sword strength before turning into a god, he was very humble and polite in dealing with people.

"That's true, blindly pursuing cold and hard has fallen behind, and the high-level sword cultivation that truly understands the true meaning is mellow and restrained, and only when it is out of the sheath will it be sharp. Of course, if you are born cold, it is another matter. ”

After all, people who are indifferent by nature are in the minority, and suppressing their nature to make themselves close to the appearance of the sword will inevitably be inferior to those who conform to their hearts. Everyone's sword should be different, and it doesn't have to be ruthless and desireless to reach the top.

While the two were gossiping, Xiao Changting had already given an order, and the sword qi in the ring was raging, driving the spiritual qi to form countless whirlpools. The man's robe is windless and automatic, and the broadsword is sometimes in hand, sometimes in the air, and the speed of the move is too fast to see.

Sword cultivation began to fuse with the sword from the late stage of qi refining, and the tacit understanding of the connection between the mind and the mind was beyond the reach of the natal magic weapon. As soon as the male cultivator's body moved, the broad sword changed direction without any sluggishness, and the sword qi condensed into strands, and the invisible was full of killing opportunities.

Ji Ruyue, who was petite, looked small and fragile under such a strong sword aura, and most of the monks watching the battle sweated for her. Seeing that the male cultivator made a move first, everyone only felt that this blow could knock her out of the formation, and she would have to suffer a little dark injury if she didn't say it.

Who knew that a circle of dark yellow light suddenly lit up around her, which was obviously only an extremely thin and faint layer, but when the sword qi turned into a solid attack in front of her, it firmly blocked all attacks.

Most of the monks were stunned by this seemingly lightweight, but actually powerful defense, this light was not a shield emitted by an unholy treasure, but a condensed spirit of her own earth, which was not much worse than a defensive spirit weapon.

At the same time as the spiritual light blocked the sword qi, a dark yellow long silk appeared out of thin air, and the heavy earth spirit burst out, suppressing the sword qi that was about to collapse so that there was nowhere to escape.

The silk satin swirls and swims in the air, like a long dragon in the sea, and the momentum is compelling. The tangible and qualitative Chang Aya, against the sword qi that can only be captured by the breath, one rigid and one soft restrained each other, and fought hundreds of moves, but no one could gain the upper hand.

Both of them are in the late stage of Jindan, under normal circumstances, it should be a stronger sword cultivation, but Ji Ruyue's earth spirit is extremely pure, and her defense is unbreakable, no matter how the male cultivator changes his moves, the sword qi is like a mud cow entering the sea, and the spiritual light around her disappears.

The male cultivator made a strong move, and by the time he reached the midfield, he was already exhausted, and Ji Ruyue was consistent, and the defensive attacks were all smooth and steady.

The formation and enchantment covered the ring, and the people watching the battle couldn't hear much sound, but it was visible to the naked eye that the male cultivator was already at a disadvantage. He gradually turned from offense to defense, and the sword qi from the broad sword could only be able to block the increasingly strong earth spirit.

"It's almost over. He Miaomiao stared at the ring and found that the momentum of Chang Aya in the sky had changed dramatically, and the majestic aura seemed to have grown from the earth, and the heavy pressure made the broad sword stagnate suddenly.

The monk's fighting method is changing rapidly, this lag is the opponent's opportunity, the male cultivator tried to fight with all his might, but Ji Ruyue's silk satin had turned sharply and shot away from behind his side.

The power contained in this blow surpassed that of the late stage of Jindan, and the male cultivator had no chance to swing his sword, so he was wrapped in the formation and took a few steps to stand firmly under the ring.

Ji Ruyue put away Chang Aya, jumped out of the ring and saluted him, ignoring the hostility implied in his eyes, turned around and ran back to He Miaomiao and Zishen.

The three of them gathered together, and the male cultivator withdrew his gaze, swept their faces coldly, and turned away with a wave of his sleeves.

People who can't afford to lose can be seen everywhere, and the three of them don't care, Ji Ruyue looked at the sky and proposed with a smile: "We have all entered the next game, we have to celebrate and celebrate." ”

He Miaomiao and Zishen were reluctant to come to the front of Qu Mingciao, so they found an excuse not to go to Yunmeng Pavilion and went to the equally lively Yuluzhou instead.

The Jade Dew Boat is a fifth-order super-grade spirit treasure, located in a lake in the city, famous for its spiritual food and spiritual wine, and the interior is exquisite and gorgeous, and the singing and dancing concubines are not much worse than the Yunmeng Pavilion.

When the three of them came to the lakeside, countless spiritual lights came and went, and it was the monks who sacrificed their flying magic weapons and flew towards the spirit boat against the water.

"Let's go too. He Miaomiao sacrificed the Vermilion Bird Boat with hidden ornaments, and flew to the center of the lake with Zishen and Ji Ruyue.

Stepping on the spirit boat, there was immediately a white-clothed female cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, who greeted her with a smile on her face and politely invited someone in. Hearing that Ji Ruyue directly asked for the third floor of the private room, the female cultivator who was entertaining the guests smiled even more.

There are five floors in the spirit boat, which are separated into completely different spaces by extremely complex formation enchantments.

The first floor is a more ordinary hall and compartment, the second floor is a private and excellent private room, you can watch the singing and dancing in the hall through the formation, the third floor is like a large garden, similar to the cave, an elegant room is a pavilion, the price is much higher than the first two floors.

The fourth and fifth floors are the places where the True Monarch of the Transformation God and the Refining Spirit Monarch are received, and even the monks of the Yuan Infant Perfection cannot enter.

Through the teleportation array in the living room, the three of them came to a garden with a strong aura, where high-level strange stones that could be used as refining materials could be seen everywhere, and there were countless strange flowers and plants, and the sound of running water in the distance was in the ears, adding a bit of coolness.