Chapter 12: One Trick to Win

"Wow, it's so powerful, the sword is so powerful before it is unsheathed. ”

"I really don't know, the sword is out of the sheath, can this knife still be intact?"

"The scabbard is blue and cyan, could it be that her cultivation has reached the stage of subduing the tiger?"

In the surprised eyes of everyone, I saw that Tang Aoshuang did not hesitate at all, and after a slight pink swept over his snow-white face, he shouted: "Open the world, Fengyi swordsmanship!"

"The sky is ethereal!"

"Brush!" a blue-cyan light flashed.

The sword in Tang Aoshuang's hand was unsheathed, but the blue-cyan fairy sword suddenly shone in mid-air, and the blue-cyan light suddenly covered the entire huge ring, and the immortal spirit was soaring, obviously not an extraordinary product.

"Wow, it won't be dazzling, it's already in the realm of Fuhu, so what's the comparison?"

"The Fuhu period is against the early tiger stage, of course, you don't even need to use the scabbard!"

"Decades of cultivation can actually go up to the Tiger Stage, and I have been cultivating for more than a hundred years or the Early Tiger Stage, hey!

"Wow, it's so beautiful, it's like a phoenix flying in the clouds!"

“!”

For a while, the audience was as lively as a vegetable market, and the discussion was like a tide.

On the stage, Deng Fang was surprised when he saw that his opponent was a cultivator in the Fuhu period, and he didn't dare to slack off, seeing that the blue and blue light was overwhelming, and at the same time, he didn't even have a fairy sword out of the sheath, and he didn't know whether to thank him or be angry about him so much.

Even though he knew that there was a gap in his cultivation, he still urged the magic knife in his hand, and shouted: "Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun sword technique!"

"Thunder and ice!"

"Brush, brush, brush~~~!"

In the blink of an eye, a wall of ice condensed in front of him for five minutes, exuding a trace of cold air.

In mid-air, Tang Aoshuang's eyes were as bright as stars, and his white clothes were dancing and fluttering in the wind, with a peerless demeanor and touching heart.

At this time, she was like a flying phoenix floating in the clouds, shining with dazzling blue and cyan light.

At this moment, everyone only saw Tang Aoshuang flying in mid-air like a blue-blue phoenix, and suddenly, there was a loud bang on her fairy sword that emitted blue-blue light. Like a phoenix roaring, the sound shook the wilderness.

"Brush!"

In an instant, the blue and blue light was flourishing, and the fairy sword was like a cloud in the ethereal sky, and people were like phoenixes coming out of the nest.

At this moment, within a radius of more than ten zhang, where the blue and blue light went, all the clouds beside Tang Aoshuang were all dispersed in a moment, without a trace.

I saw that in the ten thousand blue and blue lights, in the deepest part of the sky, it was like an ethereal cloud in the blue sky, and suddenly, the human and fairy swords flew from the sky, shot fast, and rushed towards Deng Fang, the momentum was so fierce that for a while it was like a fire phoenix burning in the sky.

Deng Fang's face was solemn, and sweat was dripping down his forehead, obviously shocked by Tang Aoshuang's cultivation, and envious of the great power of this blue and cyan fairy sword.

"Huh!" I saw that in an instant, the fairy sword had rushed in front of me.

"Click, click, click~~~!"

In the midst of the stunned eyes of the hundreds of Qingxian City disciples, the ice wall after five minutes was like tofu, and it was rushed in by the blue-cyan immortal sword as if it were nothing, and it was smashed to pieces.

Deng Fang was shocked, with his strength, he condensed five ice walls as a defense, but he didn't expect this Tang Aoshuang Dao to be so profound, and the blue and cyan immortal sword was even more unexpectedly powerful, and it arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye.

At this moment of life and death, Deng Fang barely stabilized his mind, and burst out with a shout of life and death: "Heavenly Thunder Ice Shield!"

"Brush!" a strong flash.

The magic sword glowed with white and cyan light, guarding in front of him, and offering a white ice shield.

A moment later, Tang Aoshuang's blue-cyan immortal sword had already collided with the white-cyan ice shield.

"Boom!"

The loud sound was like a thunderstorm in the sky, rumbling in, and a huge and invisible shock wave centered on the two immortal sword magic swords, quickly spreading out in all directions.

Suddenly, all the Qingxian City disciples standing in the audience suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in their faces, and their entire bodies involuntarily took a step back, and the entire crowd of onlookers exclaimed, and at this time, the blue and cyan light actually expanded backwards at the same time.

Everyone in the audience changed their faces, shocked by the power of this never-before-seen immortal magic weapon.

After that moment of amazement, everyone's eyes returned to the ring, only to see that Tang Aoshuang had already stood on the stage at some point, and the fairy sword was still in her hand with the sheath attached.

At this moment, both the blue and white rays gradually dissipated, but everyone found that Deng Fang's face was like dead ashes.

I saw Deng Fang slowly raise his head, pointing at Tang Aoshuang, his voice became hoarse for some reason, and he hissed: "You"

Everyone was shocked, they didn't know what was going on, and suddenly there was a strange change, and the white and cyan magic knife that had been stopped in front of Deng Fang since just now suddenly made a few muffled noises on the knife.

After "click", under the gaze of countless eyes, a crack suddenly appeared on the body of the knife, and then it expanded rapidly, and after a while, the magic knife let out a painful sound. "Snap" broke into two and fell onto the stage.

On and off the stage, there was silence, and everyone held their breath.

What the Dharma Sword that has been cultivated for a long time means to a person who has cultivated the truth, there is no one who is above this Dharma field who is not clear.

"Wow!"

Deng Fang spurted out a mouthful of blood, touched his chest with his hand, his face showed pain, he couldn't support it anymore, and fell to the ground and fainted.

Several people from Tianlei Peak immediately rushed to the ring, helped Deng Fang up, and saw the magic knife broken in two on the ground, all of them were full of anger, glaring at Tang Aoshuang, as if they were eager to eat this beautiful woman.

Under the stage, the Tianlei Daoist clenched his fists and said coldly: "Senior Sister Tianfeng, your disciple should be really ruthless, it is not enough to win, but he still has to rely on his own cultivation and magic weapon to destroy other people's magic swords, what is the reason?"

Tianfeng Sword Venerable looked indifferent, and said coldly: "Aoshuang's cultivation is too shallow, the Dao is not deep, and it is not a big deal to be unable to control immortals like 'Fengyi'." ”

The Heavenly Thunder Daoist was angry and was about to attack, and suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder, but it was the Heavenly Saint True Person who stood up at some point and patted him on the shoulder.

Tianlei Daoren looked at him, and finally suppressed his anger, snorted heavily in his nose, and strode away.

Tiansheng Zhenren looked at the tall back of the Heavenly Thunder Daoist, shook his head, smiled bitterly, turned his head, and was about to speak, but saw that Tianfeng Sword Venerable actually walked away. For a moment, a helpless expression swelled up on the brows of the Heavenly Saint Zhenren.