In an instant, the yellow mangs gathered, bit by bit, like a long whale absorbing water, all of them converged on the body of the Canglang Divine Sword, and the blade faintly glowed with autumn water-like light. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and after the thunder, the cloudy sky finally couldn't help but drop raindrops. Wet everyone's bodies, but no one dodged, all looked up at the white-clothed figure in the sky, and the Canglang Divine Sword in his hand.

Song Piaoxue held the Canglang Divine Sword in her hand, her stunning face was as cold as frost, only to see the Canglang Divine Sword in her hand in the air five virtual dots, and then draw a virtual circle in the five virtual dots, only after doing this action, her face instantly became pale, but the silver teeth bit lightly, persevered, and chanted in her mouth: "All living beings, Qi is born by him; Take me as the guide, and the sword as the gathering!"

After the end of the incantation, the wind is more violent, the rain is more intense, the thunder is louder, the electric light looms in the dark clouds rolling, the red dust rolls, and the reckless world, if there is no seamless, the breath continues to gather into the pattern of the virtual painting in the air, and suddenly the white mangs are flourishing, and the folds are shining.

The storm was coming, and Luo Xiaosang's blood-red eyes were staring at this earth-shattering move without the slightest fear.

This move was used by Yi Xingyun, and he had already sighed that this move was extremely sharp, and the move in the door was really strong. However, the woman in front of her was more powerful than Yi Xingyun.

In the distant stands, Gao Risheng, the punishment elder of the Chaos Heaven Gate, saw this scene, turned his head to look at Yang Wentian, the head of the Chaos Heaven Gate, who was sitting at the top of the gate, and stood up and said, "Master, do you want to stop it?"

Yang Wentian shook his head slightly, Gao Risheng sat down, turned his head and continued to look at the test platform, his heart was greatly shaken, "Divine Sword Imperial Qi Technique!" I didn't expect that among the younger generation of disciples of the Heavenly Gate, there was Yi Xingyun first, and then Song Piaoxue in front of him, it seems that there are many talents."

It's just that no one is paying attention, but Gao Risheng's brows are slowly wrinkled.

Yang Wentian slowly retracted his gaze and turned to look at the mountain behind the Heavenly Peak, which was where the Contemplation Pavilion was located. Senior sister, senior sister, it seems that you have not been born for a hundred years, but you have cultivated a good disciple.

It's just that the female disciple's face is getting paler and paler, and her body is trembling slightly, but she knows that such a thaumaturgy is barely able to spread it, and I am afraid that she will not be able to do it. But in time, it can become a major battle force in my Heavenly Gate.

The white mangs in the air are extremely prosperous, and the Canglang Divine Sword in Song Piaoxue's hand pointed towards the pattern, and the light of the five-star pattern flowed into the Canglang Divine Sword like flowing water.

Slowly, Song Piaoxue raised the Canglang Divine Sword in her hand, as if a god had descended into the world.

Luo Xiaosang raised his head and stared at the beautiful woman in the sky, the voice of the wild laughter in his heart was about to come out, and he clearly felt that since the Canglang Divine Sword was unsheathed, the black mist rising from the black ruler became more and more prosperous, and the familiar coldness brought him unprecedented power, as if he had suffered a thousand years of grievances, wanted to break through the shackles, and smiled for a long time.

moved, someone moved in everyone's eyes, but it was Luo Xiaosang who was below. The black ruler in Luo Xiaosang's hand flashed with red, black and gold, but the rising black mist slowly shrouded Luo Xiaosang's whole body, and under the white light, it was so shockingly black.

Song Piaoxue's whole body was churning, her face was pale, and she looked at Luo Xiaosang, who was flying closer and closer with black energy all over her body.

The "Divine Sword Imperial Qi Technique" is a thaumaturgy handed down by the ancestor of the Heavenly Gate, which has been improved by the ancestors of the previous generations, and the power is so great that it is earth-shattering. But why is there such a big difference between Yi Xingyun's use and Song Piaoxue's use now.

It turns out that the "Divine Sword Imperial Qi Technique" needs to be guided by itself, gather the Qi of heaven and earth for its own use, gather it with swords, and then form a powerful move. It can be seen that the pressure on gathering the qi of heaven and earth with the body of a mortal is huge.

When Yi Xingyun used this move, he only skillfully used the qi of heaven and earth to resist Ying Xiaomin's move, and the time was low, so the power to be devoured by it was also small. Now that Song Piaoxue is relying on herself to bear such a breath of heaven and earth, it can be seen that it is difficult.

Originally, the Canglang Divine Sword was a good blade to use this move, but Song Piaoxue's cultivation at this time, in comparison, was not enough to calmly use such a thaumaturgy.

Thinking of Master's thousand instructions, when the cultivation is not enough to withstand the power of the backlash, you must not use this trick. Song Piaoxue's silver teeth gritted lightly, if it weren't for the Canglang Divine Sword that resisted most of the power of heaven and earth for herself, she was afraid that she would have been torn into several pieces by this force.

The "boom" thunder was louder, the wind was howling, and the rain was pouring down. The ground of the entire hilltop square seemed to tremble slightly, and for a moment everyone changed color, and everyone exhaled softly.

The white light of the Canglang Divine Sword became more and more prosperous, and Song Piaoxue's body moved, and this peerless divine technique was just in the middle of completion, but she saw that her originally pale face instantly turned red, her body trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Drops of blood flowed down the white cheeks and dripped on the white clothes, which looked so shocking.

"Senior Sister!" "Senior Sister!" all the female disciples of the Contemplation Pavilion in the audience exhaled. On the Contemplation Pavilion in the distance, Liu Chenya, who was staring closely at the Xuan lens, clasped her hands.

The white mangs of the Canglang Divine Sword flickered, and it seemed unstable, but after Song Piaoxue's figure stood still, the white light became more abundant, like another sun, brilliant and dazzling, stabbing everyone's eyes.

It's just that there was a whistling sound in Song Piaoxue's ears, from far and near, and it was in front of him in an instant. The black mist that was incompatible with the white light, and even Song Piaoxue could see the young man wrapped in the black mist, his blood-red eyes were staring at him tightly.

He could have completed the thaumaturgy, but he couldn't support it at the moment of completion, and now the other party took advantage of the gap to bully himself, and it was too late to perform it again.

Song Piaoxue felt a burst of despair in her heart, is this going to lose? She has devoted herself to cultivation since she was a child, in order to live up to her master's expectations and magnify the lintel of the Heavenly Gate, but she didn't expect to lose to him in the first battle of her life.

If you lose to him, you lose. Song Piaoxue quieted down in her heart, watching the other party's figure getting closer and closer, the black ruler in her hand was steaming, as if she was cracking her big mouth, and she was laughing wildly.

Song Piaoxue's body floated in the air, holding the Canglang Divine Sword in her hand, her white clothes fluttering, the black silk fluttered gently in the wind, and the green flute on her waist made a "woo" sound in the wind.

A strand of black hair swept across her fair face.

Instantly, at this moment, the four eyes met for the first time.

The wind stopped, the rain stopped, and time seemed to stand still in that moment.

Luo Xiaosang's blood-red eyes reflected such a figure, a seemingly strong but weak body, swaying in the wind and rain, but gritting silver teeth and standing alone.

In the face of the earth-shattering power of nature, his face was serene, and there seemed to be a sense of seeing through it.

The face was pale, just the eyes, but with a little bit of sadness, it was the sadness that showed a little bit of panic, the pain into the heart, into the bone marrow, into the soul.

It turned out that it was really her!

Luo Xiaosang suddenly smiled, with endless sadness and resignation. The black ruler, which was already close to his body, seemed to roar unwillingly, and slowly, little by little, he took it back.

What was reflected in Song Piaoxue's eyes was a pair of blood-red eyes, violent, full of killing intent to destroy everything in the world, but they disappeared without a trace in an instant, becoming clear as a child.

The black mist had already blended into the white light as bright as the sun, and what everyone couldn't see was that at the moment when Luo Xiaosang withdrew the black ruler, the red, black and gold colors that flashed on the ruler gradually dimmed.

"Boom!" another thunderclap rang out in the sky, and the earth shook, as if sounding the music for the current situation. With the thunder, Song Piaoxue's sword that was about to be chopped down, under inertia, was finally chopped down.

The whole world is full of slaughter, the wind is fiercer, the rain is more cracked, and the thunder is louder. The huge white pillar of light, with the momentum of destroying the world, slashed straight down towards Luo Xiaosang.

Luo Xiaosang looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, with surprise in his eyes, and slowly closed his eyes. It's over, that's it!

At the moment of life and death, the black ruler automatically rose up and blocked in front of Luo Xiaosang.

There was a white mang between heaven and earth, and Luo Xiaosang's figure had already been swallowed by the white mang.

In an instant, or for a long time, the wind and rain stopped, and the dark clouds seemed to have completed their task and slowly dispersed.

In the sky, people stared blankly, as if they were looking for something, waiting for something. Suddenly, I don't know who shouted, "Look, over there!" Everyone looked for prestige, only to see a figure in green clothes falling from the air, holding a black ruler tightly in both hands, it was Luo Xiaosang.

It's just that before he could fall, a person flew up, caught Luo Xiaosang, took out the Heavenly Gate healing elixir Yun Mengsan from his arms, and stuffed it into Luo Xiaosang's mouth. The pill melted in his mouth, and after Luo Xiaosang snorted, there was no more sound.

The man held Luo Xiaosang, and after saluting to the rostrum, he rose up and flew towards Chaotian Peak. This person is the referee elder, he was shocked by the competition, and when he heard the voice of the master, he took Luo Xiaosang back, and even the results of the competition were not as good as the verdict.

Song Piaoxue's face was pale, and she slowly descended from the air, and was immediately surrounded by everyone's cheers. Under the Yunmen Scattered Suit handed over by the junior sister of Ning Si Pavilion, in the embrace of the junior sisters, she did not leave quickly, but raised her head without saying a word, and looked at the direction of Chaotian Peak in a daze.