Mu Wu was very dissatisfied with his cousin's answer, he looked at Lu Xichen, who was like a moon in the stars of the Hanyu Sect, and then at Bai Yi, who looked ordinary in the crowd, and lowered his voice and said: "I guess it must be the black blood cloth that won the championship in this Qingkong competition, and Qingzhou Mingyu is definitely not Bai Yi's opponent." ”

"How can you see it?" Mu Ling was a little curious, she didn't think that her bastard cousin would know Bai Yi so well.

Mu Wu pouted in Bai Yi's direction and whispered, "Actually, the black blood cloth is not a human, it is a monster!"

"You're the monster!" Mu Ling was suddenly furious, this hearty woman hated being scolded by others for her friend, even Mu Wu, the future head of the Mu family.

"If you don't believe it, forget it. Mu Wu pursed his lips, when he was in the Nanzhao Battle City and the Transformation Realm, he had already made a conclusion about the monster for Bai Yi, in Mu Wu's eyes, that delicate young man was definitely a fierce beast wearing human skin.

"Look, the monster is about to make a move, and our Mu family is not going to send it to death. ”

Mu Wu leaned back, cocked Erlang's legs, looked like an uncle, and waited to see a good show, anyway, there is an ancestor in the Yuanying realm, and it doesn't matter whether the Jindan realm is taken or not, it is a fool who knows that he can't beat him and goes up to die.

The night is deep, a bright moon hangs high in the sky, the battle on the three Jindan cloud platforms is getting faster and faster, and the cultivators on the stage are getting fewer and fewer, and those who dare to take the stage at this time are all Jindan monks who have been cultivating for many years in Qingzhou.

The Mu family has given up the plan to go on stage and decided to watch the excitement in the stands, and the Lei family has also become quiet except for the fall of the two Jindan late consummate clan elders. The dominance of the Nanzhao family is inseparable from strength. If there is no absolute certainty at this moment, no one will send a clansman or disciple to die.

Since nightfall. The defeated monks on the gimbal are not intact, and they are basically either dead or injured!

The silence of the Mu family and the Lei family threw the pressure on the head of Qingzhou to Dapu, if Cangyun and Hanyu didn't make a move, Nanzhao Ke would become the first in Qingzhou.

At this time, standing on the cloud platform on the Qingzhou side was a thin Nanzhao monk, this person was different from other Nanzhao monks, and he was not wearing armor, but a brocade robe. In front of him hung three long knives that flashed with cold light, and all three long knives were stained with blood, which were left by his two previous enemies.

Since this person came on stage, he has beheaded two of the same rank in a row, and the ruthlessness of the shot is terrifying, don't look at the thin figure, but the eyes are flashing with a terrifying ferocity, it seems that this should be the finale of the Nanzhao side of the Jindan powerhouse, but I don't know how many Nanzhao monks have the same level to easily kill.

The bright moon above his head emitted a cold glow. The slightly closed eyes were slowly opening, and when Bai Yi opened his eyes, a cold glow flashed in those eyes as clear as the night sky.

It's time to take the stage......

Airplanes!

When Bai Yi opened his eyes, he didn't wait for him to get up. On the stand of the Hanyu Sect adjacent to Cangyun, a beautiful figure floated up, and a flying sword with a whole body like jade flew towards the cloud platform. The clothes fluttered like a nine-heaven fairy.

Mingyu, who is famous in Qingzhou, is finally on the occasion of the moon and the sky. Ascended to the cloud platform of the Qingzhou dispute.

"Qingzhou Mingyu!"

On the gimbal, the thin Nanzhao Jindan coldly said the name of the person who came out. With a shock of spiritual power, the three cold paths rose upside down, forming a wall of knives in front of him.

No matter how many years of cultivation the Jindan cultivators, in the face of Lu Xichen, who can be born in his twenties to the late stage of the Jindan, and is also the consummation of the later stage, he will not have the slightest carelessness, age among cultivators may represent experience, but more often, it represents a strong cultivation talent.

Lu Xichen, who was dressed in palace clothes, stepped on the cloud platform steadily, casually glanced at the strong enemy of Nanzhao opposite, and turned his gaze to the direction of Cangyun Sect.

In Lu Xichen's opinion, the only thing that could interest her in the land of Qingzhou was the black blood cloak of Cangyun Sect that could reach the late stage of Jindan in a short period of time, and as for others, she didn't look at it at all.

Today's Lu Xichen is not the real Lu Xichen, that kind of calm and arrogant demeanor should not be the breath that a girl in her twenties can have, even if Lu Zimo, the current sect leader of the Hanyu Sect, does not have Lu Xichen's intimidating momentum after taking the stage.

"Nanzhao, Zhao ......"

Without waiting for Nanzhao's Zhao surnamed Jin Dan to report to his family, Lu Xichen's hidden jade sword that had been refined to a mid-level magic weapon had been slashed in the air, and what the other party's name seemed to be insignificant to Lu Xichen.

Being so despised by others, Brother Jindan surnamed Zhao was immediately annoyed and angry, and shouted: "What an arrogant Qingzhou Mingyu, the old man will come to understand the power of Mingyu!"

The three long sword magic weapons were urged with all their might, and they were entangled with the Tibetan Jade Sword in one place, and the magic weapons between the same level slashed each other, and soon Lu Xichen's Tibetan Jade Sword fell into disadvantage.

After all, the number of one magic weapon and three magic weapons is different, but the level is the same, there is no waste who can take the stage at this time, and the three long knives of the monk surnamed Zhao attack together, easily stopping Lu Xichen's attack.

Although the Tibetan Jade Sword was suppressed, the Dao Law in Lu Xichen's hand had already been urged, and it was both at the same time!

Two thunder-based mid-level Dao methods with the same power exploded on the cloud platform in an instant, and such a fast spell casting speed surprised the monk surnamed Zhao, who didn't have time to use Dao methods to defend, so he had to instantly retract two of the three long knives, each resisting a mid-level spell.

The bombardment of the middle-level Dao method and the defense of the upper middle-level magic weapon should have been a tie, but the monk surnamed Zhao found that it was not good when he used the magic weapon to resist the two lightning strikes, because the middle-level thunder Dao method displayed by Lu Xichen was much more powerful than the Dao method displayed by the normal Jindan.

The middle-level Dao method is just a classification of the big realm, the middle-level Dao method performed in the early stage of Jindan and the middle-level Dao method cast in the later stage of Jindan will definitely not be the same in terms of power, in the perception of the monk surnamed Zhao, the lightning strike cast by Lu Xichen is almost the same as the thunder Dao method cast by the strong man in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and it is far beyond the spiritual power level of the late Jindan.

This phenomenon of overstepping the level of spell casting is extremely rare, only a cultivator who has cultivated the Dao method to the extreme may be able to show it, the monk surnamed Zhao can't figure out how to figure out how he has reached the current state that he has only reached after a hundred years of hard work, Lu Xichen not only took more than 20 years to achieve it, but also far surpassed the same level on the way to the Dao.

After discovering this, the monk surnamed Zhao could no longer have a slight contempt for Lu Xichen's previous arrogance, although the two long knives barely blocked the two lightning strikes, he still decided to use the defensive Dao method.

In the face of a real strong enemy, no matter how much defense is made, it is not too much, but the monk surnamed Zhao woke up a little late, and when he began to pinch the defensive Dao method, Lu Xichen's crystal clear Tibetan jade sword suddenly flashed a streamer, and a terrifying aura of a high-level magic weapon suddenly exploded on the sword, blocking the long sword magic weapon of the Tibetan jade sword in response.

Yikes!

The monk surnamed Zhao's hands stopped pinching the Dao Method, and looked down in disbelief at the sword hole that appeared in his heart, and fell into the audience with all kinds of unwillingness. (To be continued.) )