With one foot and a stomp, the ice-colored lotus flower under his foot shattered into countless ice chips in an instant.

Jian Yanyan's heart shrank sharply, and she didn't have time to think about it, so she waved her hand with one hand.

The huge sword lotus flew back to the door in front of him extremely quickly, spinning out layers of silver qi.

Ice chips filled the sky, reflecting the entire sword cliff into a piece of silver, and then condensed, turning into a snow dragon, swallowing towards Jian Yanyan with teeth and claws.

The giant claws of the snow dragon slapped down fiercely, and the silver gas was stunned, and it became uncertain.

Jian Yanyan swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, she fused with the aura of ice, and thought that her resistance to ice and snow had reached an extremely high level, and she didn't want to be timid under this snow dragon.

Yes, the other party has snow clams, and the use of cold is unparalleled in the world, I'm really confused!

Jian Yanyan, who woke up, closed her hands together, and then pushed, pouring mana into the sword lotus in front of her frantically.

The mana is as vast as a sea of smoke, the sword lotus is swaying like a smallpox, and the power of one person and one lotus has reached its peak.

"Hmph, I'll see how you block it!"

The fire dance roared in the sky, the slender jade fingers, like the * qin, danced again and again, and the huge snow dragon above the sky seemed to come to life, with the charm of a real dragon.

The four claws shrank, and the monstrous silver qi on the face was a crazy grasp.

"Boom!"

The deafening sound of percussion continued, and the heavy claws of the snow dragon were faster and heavier, almost grabbing the silver qi.

Jian Yanyan gritted her teeth angrily, but she didn't dare to slack off, her clothes were hunting, and her mana was poured into the sword lotus like a life.

Huo Wu was disdainful, with one hand and a button, the mana poured into the silver dragon above the sky like a pillar of light, the silver dragon was supported by it, its body exploded, and the four dragon claws stretched out like a grinding plate, and they grabbed wildly at the silver qi.

The silver qi, which had already resisted hardship, was even more crumbling after being hit by this heavy blow, and cracks faintly appeared in the huge sword lotus.

Jian Yanyan's eyes were about to split, and she screamed, and the sword lotus, who was frantically pouring silver qi, suddenly burst suddenly, and then burst violently, and a huge green qi seemed to be born out of thin air, rising and falling back and forth in the air.

In the frightened gaze of Huo Wu, he condensed the appearance of a Qinglian Daoist, holding a wine jug in one hand, a long sword at his waist, and his face was drunk and hazy, but only a pair of eyes seemed to be the stars of the heavens, shining brightly.

"Qinglian Daoist!"

The monks present were shocked, the Qinglian Daoist was known as the immortal in the poem, and his swordsmanship was extremely superb, claiming to be able to compete with the Yuanzi of the Immortal Town of Wanshou Chaos!

Jian Yanyan is a little at the peak, although the phantom in front of her is 108,000 miles worse than the real Qinglian Dao person, but it is one level higher than the current Fire Dance, that is, the realm of the Dao Harmony!

"Hmph, I'll see how you resist!"

Jian Yanyan, one hand and one finger, reciting Xuanwen in her mouth, the Qinglian Dao people in the field seemed to be infused with charm, and her whole face was vivid.

Huo Wu was shocked, and decided to strike first, jumped forward, and in front of the Qinglian Dao people, the Silent Killing Divine Technique came out, the battle map was added, the two fists danced the heaven and the earth, and the breath of silence swept back and forth.

Caught off guard, the Qinglian Daoist who was waking up was stumbling and stumbling, and a large area of aura began to dissipate.

Jian Yanyan was shocked, opened her mouth and bit her tongue, spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and sprayed it on the Qinglian Dao person.

Qinglian Dao people were nourished by fertilized blood, and they were suddenly proud. There was infinite killing intent exuding from his body.

Huo Wu suddenly felt like falling into an ice kiln, and his whole body began to shiver, and he was on tiptoe, and he took thirty steps away in an instant, and then he looked at the Qinglian Daoist in the field in shock.

But the Qinglian Daoist at this time of the sword, the killing intent on his body soared to the sky, he was hunting in a green robe, and the long sword on his waist was like a swimming dragon, flashing with a bright luster.

Finally, Qinglian Daoist moved, his fingers hooked, and the long sword on his waist shot out with a "whoosh", and a sword flower danced in the air, and he took the throat directly at the fire dance.

"What a poisonous sword!"

Huo Wu was frightened, he didn't dare to slack off, and moved his body like a streamer, moving back and forth on the sword cliff, but the green sword behind him, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, followed closely.

"Row!"

The corner of the Fire Dance robe was swept by the sword light, and it turned into powder in an instant.

"Hateful!"

Huo Wu was angry, but he was helpless, on cultivating for this Qinglian Daoist to be higher than himself, the swordsmanship in one hand was ethereal, fast and slow, it was simply amazing.

Jian Yanyan looked indifferent, this fire dance master and apprentice humiliated Shushan again and again, and deserved this reward.

But he completely forgot how he was rescued, and he was also blessed by misfortune!

The fire dance became more and more exhausted under the sword light of the Qinglian Daoist, and the scars on his body had already added dozens in the blink of an eye, and the Dao Dao penetrated into the bones.

Xiao Chen on the field sneered again and again, showing a mouthful of white teeth, looking at the wolf, and holding the Ten Thousand Saints Heavenly Evil Bead with his fingers.

The people on his side felt the pressure doubled, and unconsciously took a few steps back, and the people of Shushanmen were even colder, and the cold sweat on their foreheads rolled down in large pieces.

Zhu Yan on the side said with some difficulty: "Sect Master Xiao, we can't do anything to anger others!"

Xiao Chen sneered, still holding the Ten Thousand Saints Heavenly Evil Bead in his hand.

"Hmph, if normal means defeat my apprentice, I won't say much, but there are a few ways to do this?"

When Jian Thirteen heard this, he broke out in a cold sweat, and with the shrewdness of Xiao Chen and the people present, he should have seen that Huo Wu and Jian Yanyan faced each other in the first battle, and they must be greasy, but it will not be more serious, after all, it is harmless.

But this Xiao Chen really wants to slaughter the entire Shushan because of this, and he can be confident, without him, Shushan is cheating, and at that time, no one can say no!

Thinking of this, Jian Thirteen was even more frightened, secretly scolding himself for being confused, and now, he only prayed for Xiao Chen to be sensible.

But in the middle of the field, the fire dance was on the killing sword of the Qinglian Dao people, and the white clothes on his body had already been dyed with red cloth, but his eyes were becoming more and more crazy, and his fists were dancing more and more, one punch was more and more crazy than the other, and the murderous aura of silence was like an ocean, dyeing the entire sky golden.

"Die!"

Huo Wu looked up to the sky and roared, wearing a battle map, completely forgetting about life and death, only the cyan figure remained in his eyes, and the whole person entered the realm of selflessness and no appearance, lawless sky.

The two fists hooked the heavens and the earth, and wisps of spiritual energy were entangled, and the murderous aura of silence had become a substance, and the terrifying killing intent even began to tremble.

Xiao Chen smiled: "Okay, it's worthy of being my apprentice!"

One of the ways of "killing" the Silent Killing God, to this extent, the Fire Dance is absolutely heavenly, Fenglin and the Fire Dance one focuses on the immovable mountains and rivers, and the other focuses on the Silent Killing Divine Technique, but both of them are the road to the integration of the Dao technique, which is the old way, and the magic can be in the top ten among the peers.

The more the fire dance fought, the blood on his body surged, his fists were like raindrops, and he smashed on the green sword faster, and the Qinglian Dao people in the field seemed to be shocked, stunned in place.

Jian Yanyan's face was pale, and her eyes were thick with incredulity, so desperate, is this still a woman?

The young generation in the audience was completely suffocated, such a strong female man, who could drive! The small abacus in his heart suddenly shattered into scum.

The green sword finally couldn't withstand the fire dance's lifeless fighting, and with a "bang" shattered into a sky of phosgene, the eyes of the Qinglian Dao people shrank, and they wanted to condense the green sword again.

I never thought that a slender hand fell from the sky and grabbed his neck tightly.

Huo Wu looked at Jian Yanyan with a playful face: "This Qinglian Daoist is the ancestor you have taught, today I will let you see with your own eyes, how I pinched him!"

After Huo Wu spoke, in Jian Yanyan's frightened gaze, he began to frantically pinch the neck of the Qinglian Daoist, and the murderous aura flowed back and forth from his fingers, turning into golden needles, constantly piercing the neck of the Qinglian Daoist.

In just an instant, the originally condensed Faxiang began to dim, and as the fire danced more and more frantically kneaded, the aura of the Faxiang passed even more crazily.

"No!"

Jian Yanyan raised her head to the sky and yelled, which was a kind of humiliation.

As soon as his body moved, his hands were like eagles with wings, and he opened widely, and his robes were hunting.

Jian Yanyan's face was hideous, she opened her mouth and spit out a stream of cold and icy gas, and the temperature of the entire Sword Cliff suddenly became lower, and the originally hazy cold mist instantly condensed into ice cubes, and it was placed on top of the sky, becoming a superb scene for the ages.

"Do you want to compete with me for control of ice and snow, naïve!"

Huo Wu gritted his teeth, pinched it with one hand, and the Qinglian Daoist exploded into a ball of aura, and then with a little finger, jade-colored lotus flowers grew out of the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the entire Sword Cliff was already full.

Fire Dance has a desolate alien species like Snow Clams, and her understanding of ice and snow is naturally not comparable to Jian Yanyan, who only absorbs the cold qi, and when it comes to the application of cold qi, the fire dance of the water spirit body is even more uncrowned!

The proud Fire Dance would not use a cheating device like the snow clam, and Xiao Chen had instructed that the snow clam should not be exposed unless it was absolutely necessary.

If it weren't for that, as long as the snow clam came out, don't say that Jian Yanyan, the whole world would bow down.

Jian Yanyan was completely desperate, looking at the ice lotuses one by one, swaying back and forth, swallowing up the endless cold qi, and the ice blocks above the sky completely melted into water.

"Hehehe, I'm defeated, what do you want, I have nothing to say!"

Jian Yanyan didn't look over, and she didn't look at the fire dance of the gold-armored god of war in front of her.

"Humph!"

Huo Wu shook his hands, and the ice lotus on the ground turned into a stream of aura, pouring into him, and the originally terrifying blood mouth turned into endless jade flaws in just one breath.

"I admit that I was wrong before, but now I spare your life, and I am clear!"

After that, Huo Wu was a little on tiptoe, like a goddess, and slowly fell from the sky to Xiao Chen, with a proud face.

"Master, fortunately, I don't disgrace my life!"

Xiao Chen looked at Huo Wu with relief: "Very good, very good, hahahaha!"

If there is such a vain, what more can the husband ask for?

Sword Thirteen glanced at Xiao Chen in a complicated manner, and then turned to a big move, and the fire dance was victorious.

At the same time, a Xuan Fu condensed and threw it into another jade box, which represented the official promotion of Fire Dance.

At this time, Hong Xu spoke: "Sword Sect Master, I think this kind of competition is too slow, why don't you divide it into five rings and hold it at the same time!"

The predators present also nodded again and again, and they all felt very reasonable.

Sword Thirteen pondered for a moment and set his gaze on Xiao Chen.

"Sect Leader Xiao, what do you think?"

Xiao Chen chuckled: "Our original intention is to let the disciples learn from each other, if it is divided into five rings, not only can it not be exhaustive, but there may be different chaos, I think it is still just one ring, it's okay to slow down, the most important thing is to give the younger generation the opportunity to learn!"

When everyone heard this, they were all good, and the younger generation even cast a grateful gaze to Xiao Chen, if every battle was fortunate enough to observe, it would be very helpful for everyone to improve their strength.