My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 878 Break the body and worship the soul, fight to the death!
moon shake?

As soon as the name came out, the audience suddenly became silent.

There seems to be some kind of magic.

At this moment, all the noisy voices disappeared.

All the people in Misty Immortal Sect, from the elders to the disciples, all looked at her in astonishment.

The practitioners of other sects were also shocked.

At the beginning, this name resounded through the areas controlled by the three major immortal sects and the misty immortal sect.

Back then, everyone knew about her relationship with Misty Immortal Sect.

Misty Immortal Sect came here today not just to negotiate with Dayan.

It is said that this girl violated the contract signed with Misty Immortal Sect, so today, Misty Immortal Sect will bring her back to the sect for punishment.

Or abolish the cultivation base and imprison for a lifetime.

Or life and death.

Ordinarily, she should find a way to avoid it, or escape, or take the initiative to admit her mistake and beg for mercy.

But at the moment.

But she took the initiative to stand up and said that she would help Dayan to fight against Misty Immortal Sect!
Therefore, all the cultivators were shocked.

Of course, the ones who were more shocked were naturally the Misty Immortal Sect.

They were not only shocked, but very angry.

Even the Great Elder of Misty Immortal Sect, who had always been extremely calm, suddenly became gloomy at this moment.

Several of the young disciples behind him had never seen this legendary sect saint.

At this time, I suddenly saw it, and they were all looking at it with complicated eyes.

Lan Ling sneered coldly: "She only came here today with her soul, and her body is for someone else's. Hmph, I guess it's because she's afraid of being embarrassed. She's really looking for death. She broke the contract signed at the beginning, and now she wants to come here on her own initiative." Challenge our Misty Immortal Sect! Elders, you must not spare her this time!"

at this time.

Xuanyuan Yu, the holy son of Penglai Immortal Island, also stood not far away, looking at the icy figure in the field.

The field was silent for a few breaths.

Lan Ling suddenly sneered and said: "Yue Yao, you are practicing the skills of my Misty Immortal Sect, and you are going to duel with my disciples of Misty Immortal Sect today! You came here today with someone else's body, don't you even have a face?" Did you forget to bring it?"

Yue Yao stood there motionless and did not speak.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from behind Bai Yishan: "Which eye of yours has seen Miss Yueyao using the skills of your Misty Immortal Sect? You know it before she does it? You just put it on Do you see with the eyes of a dog, or with the eyes behind your ass?"

As soon as these words came out, the practitioners around couldn't help laughing.

But thinking that the other party was a member of Misty Immortal Sect, they all immediately covered their mouths, but they all began to hold back their laughter and discuss in low voices.

Lan Ling immediately looked at the source of the sound with a gloomy expression, and said coldly, "Who said that just now?"

Behind Bai Yishan stood not only the nine young disciples who were about to join the battle, but also other people.

At this time, everyone in Dayan looked at her mockingly, and no one admitted it.

Lan Ling gritted his teeth and said, "Don't dare to speak, dare not admit it?"

Still no one paid any attention to her.

Lan Lingqi's face was livid, and when she was about to continue looking for the person who scolded her just now, Yueyang Tower next to her said in a deep voice: "Okay, pay attention to your image, it's important."

Zhou Yuanshan next to him said in a low voice: "When we get to the battle stage later, just let them shut up completely."

Lan Ling clenched his fists.

Yueyang Tower looked at the girl in the white dress in the field, and said calmly: "Yue Yao, you are a Da Yan person, so it is natural for you to compete on stage. But you used to practice in my Misty Immortal Sect, and your cultivation level And the exercises are all my Misty Immortal Sect's, and you have signed a contract with my Misty Immortal Sect, so you can't use any of my Misty Immortal Sect's exercises."

"Also, the origin power and soul power in your body are all cultivated by me from the Misty Immortal Sect. No matter what kind of exercises you practice later, they should be indispensable, right? So, no matter whether it is Yuan power or soul power, You can only use [-]%, and you can only use it for a quarter of an hour at most."

As soon as these words came out, all the cultivators of Dayan's face changed, and their hearts were filled with anger.

The other cultivators around were also whispering.

Yueyang Tower paused, then cupped its hands at the fairies of Jiutian Yaotai and the people of Penglai Xiandao, and said: "Yue feels that these demands are not too much. We are already magnanimous towards those who betray our sect. I didn't catch her directly, but gave her a chance. The request I made now is also reasonable. I hope all the fairies and brothers can learn from it."

The people from the two immortal sects were silent for a while.

Fairy Liuyun nodded first, and said, "Master Yuefeng's request is not too much."

Jia Xun from Penglai Xiandao also said: "The kindness of dripping water should be repaid by springs. Now that they have turned against each other, then Master Yue's request is indeed very reasonable."

Then he looked at the girl in front of him and said, "Yue Yao, are you willing to abide by the requirements that Peak Master Yue just said? If you can't, then step back."

All eyes were on the girl in the white dress in front of him.

There were still no waves on Yue Yao's face, and those deep eyes were still as cold as snow.

She nodded slightly: "I am willing to obey."

Yueyanglou narrowed his eyes, didn't speak any more, but turned his head, looked at Lan Ling behind him, and said in a low voice: "Do you know what her cultivation level is now?"

Lan Ling's face was gloomy, and he said respectfully: "When she left, she was in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods. I don't know if she has made breakthroughs in the past few years. Although she is very talented, Dayan doesn't have any suitable cultivation for her. Resources, especially Linglu, which she relies on most, are not available. Moreover, she changed the exercises midway and cultivated that ruthless exercise without any precedents and guidance. In addition to the lack of various resources, so... the disciples think that she should still Stuck at the original cultivation base..."

After a pause, she glanced at the cold figure again, and snorted coldly: "Even if she finds some opportunities to break through, it will be at the late stage of the God Transformation Realm at most. She can't use the skills of our Misty Immortal Sect, and the body hasn't come yet. You can only use [-]% of your power, and you can only use it for a quarter of an hour... In this case, what use is she? Peak Master, this disciple is willing to go up to the stage and fight her decisively!"

At the beginning, whether she was in the sect or outside, she was overwhelmed by the other party's talent and cultivation, as well as the glory on her head, and even her appearance. All kinds of competitions in the sect were also completely defeated. Besides, she is still a senior sister, so how can I not hate her!

Now relying on the cultivation resources of the sect, her cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, so naturally she is no longer afraid of her!

If he could defeat her in front of so many people, and let her lie at her feet in embarrassment, I believe that the anger in her heart for many years would be swept away immediately!

Regarding her initiative to ask for a fight, before Yueyang Tower could answer, the eldest elder Yang Yangyan said in a deep voice: "Yue Yao is not an ordinary cultivator. Her talent back then surprised everyone in the sect. Even now she has no Cultivation resources, we can't use our full strength, but we still can't underestimate it. In the competition with her, our Misty Immortal Sect must not lose, we must be [-]% sure, if we lose, we will become the laughing stock of practitioners all over the world."

The other elders also nodded and said: "What the Great Elder said is that you really can't lose. If you lose to anyone, you must not lose to her."

Gong Yangyan looked at a young man in white behind him, and said, "Zhuo Yang, you are No.1 on this year's Misty Ranking, and your cultivation is at the Great Perfection Realm of Transforming God Realm. I heard from your master that you will soon Have you broken through to the next big realm?"

The young man in white named Zhuo Yang said respectfully, "Yes."

Gong Yangyan nodded and said, "Then you are confident in going to the stage to fight her?"

Zhuo Yang immediately cupped his hands and said: "This disciple will never disappoint the expectations of the elders! In just a moment, this disciple will have the confidence to deal with her. Whether it is life or death, it is up to the elders!"

Gong Yangyan nodded in satisfaction and said: "Okay. You can decide for yourself based on the situation. If she is determined to die with you, just kill her. If she doesn't want to die, you can spare her life. When Dayan loses, we will take her back for punishment."

"Yes!"

Zhuo Yang's eyes were shining brightly.

At this time, both Bai Yishan and Zhou Yuanshan went to sign the life-and-death contract and pressed the blood seal.

The two looked at each other.

Zhou Yuanshan sneered all over his face: "Bai Yishan, later Zhou wants to teach you about your Confucianism and Taoism skills."

With a calm expression, Bai Yishan cupped his hands and said, "Brother Zhou, please be merciful."

A cold light flashed in Zhou Yuanshan's eyes, he turned and left.

At this time, Jia Xun looked around and said in a loud voice: "Since everyone has signed the life-and-death contract, the competition will officially begin. According to the previous rules, the two sides on the stage for the competition must go on the stage together. At the same time, both sides need to first Report your true cultivation. But today is different, the overall strength of the two sides is somewhat different, so today the disciples of Misty Immortal Sect need to go on stage first, and report their true cultivation first. Disciples of Dayan, please go on stage according to the situation. If you feel unsure, you can admit defeat directly. Of course, you can also continue to compete..."

"The old man has already said before the rules. When you step on the battlefield, you have no fists and feet, and you are conceited in life and death. Everyone must think carefully."

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense anymore, everyone must be waiting anxiously."

"The Misty Immortal Sect sends one person to the stage first!"

The words just fell.

In the crowd of Misty Immortal Sect, a tall young man immediately walked out.

The young man was dressed in a blue robe with a dignified aura. After he stepped onto the stage, he cupped his hands and bowed to the surrounding audience. Then he said in a loud voice: "I am Wang Yao of the Misty Immortal Sect, who majors in the physical body and is in the middle stage of being a Grandmaster!"

As soon as these words came out, there were noisy discussions all around.

"Tsk tsk, Misty Immortal Sect really deserves to be one of the three major Immortal Sects in the Kyushu Continent. Any young disciple who comes out randomly is at the level of a Grandmaster!"

"Hey, in our place, the masters are all great figures who founded schools."

"Our sect has only two masters until now."

"Da Yan is estimated to be similar to our country. All the sects in the entire country are combined, and there are probably only a dozen or twenty grandmasters. As for the young masters, there are probably even fewer."

Everyone was discussing, and their eyes were all on Dayan's side.

Bai Yishan looked at the young disciples behind him, and said in a deep voice: "This first match is very important, it affects everyone's morale and confidence. The disciple sent by the other party may only be the one with the lowest cultivation level among the ten disciples."

"If there were only three or five games, we could use the strongest against the weakest, but obviously it doesn't work now. Now there are ten full games, and we have to win at least five games, and the weakest opponent, in our It seems that it is also very powerful. The highest cultivation level here is only in the late stage. If you go up in the first game, you will not be able to fight from the second game on."

"So, if we want to win more than five games, tactics will not work, we can only rely on our own strength and hard work."

"The other party is a master with a mid-term cultivation base. Now, we need to send a disciple of the same level to fight!"

The words just fell.

Xu Changsheng from Huashan School, Huixin from Jinchan Temple, and Luo Yi from Xianyun Pavilion all stood up and said, "This junior is willing to fight!"

Bai Yishan glanced at the three of them, then his eyes fell on Xu Changsheng, and said: "I just took a closer look, when that disciple came to the stage, there was a saber intent emanating from his body, he should be majoring in saber techniques. Changsheng, you Majoring in swordsmanship, you can go up and fight with him!"

Sword intent flashed in Xu Changsheng's eyes, he cupped his hands and said, "Yes!"

After finishing speaking, he carried the sword on his back, walked out of the crowd, walked up to the stone platform with firm eyes, and said in a sonorous tone: "Xu Changsheng from the Xia Huashan School of Great Yan, who has cultivated in the middle stage of the distraction realm, is willing to fight with Brother Wang!"

Wang Yao's blue robe was hunting, and two sword shadows appeared in the depths of his pupils, standing proudly.

at this time.

Jia Xun started to activate the formation, and a thin mask emerged, covering the two of them.

Bai Yishan's eyes were serious.

Nangong Huoyue couldn't help but said: "Principal, Xu Changsheng is probably no match for the opponent who majors in the body. In fact, I think Linghu Peak Master of the Lingxiao Sect is more suitable than him."

Bai Yishan was silent for a while, and said: "Master Linghu is indeed very suitable, but our overall strength is much worse than that of the other party. Master Linghu is a body and soul dual cultivation, the middle stage of the master of the body, and the middle stage of the spirit and soul. Strength cannot be wasted in the first match. The opponent's disciple in the second match is at least the late stage of the master or the late stage of the distraction state. At that time, it is the best chance for Master Linghu to make a move. Otherwise, we will have no chance Win more contests. And..."

Having said that, he turned his eyes to the young man with the sword on the stage again, and said, "Although Changsheng is a soul cultivator, his willpower is by no means comparable to that of ordinary soul cultivators. His willpower is very firm, and his heart is strong. With the determination to sacrifice his life for the country, this kind of will and passion can make his soul not afraid of the vigorous blood of the opponent... Moreover, he is not afraid of death and fights with his life, but the opponent just wants to win this competition. There is no will to fight to the death, so from the very beginning, the opponent is actually in a weak position..."

After hearing his explanation, Nangong Huoyue couldn't help admiring, "It's still the dean who can see clearly."

Bai Yishan sighed again suddenly, and said: "However, the opponent is an elite disciple of the Misty Immortal Sect after all, and his skills and magic weapons should be stronger than Changsheng, so the outcome of this competition is still unpredictable."

As soon as the words were finished, the two of them had already started fighting in the mask.

Sure enough, Wang Yao was cultivating a saber, and suddenly there was a long-handled blood-colored saber in his hands, and when he swung the saber, the stage was covered in blood!
The huge blood-colored sword light instantly enveloped Xu Changsheng who was opposite him.

"Zheng-"

Xu Changsheng drew his sword out of its sheath, stabbed lightly, and the sword glowed like cold stars, and immediately pierced hundreds of light holes in the blood glow!

The sword light is broken!
Wang Yao retracted the saber, turned his body, and the big saber in his hand suddenly turned into a blood-colored saber shadow, slashing towards Xu Changsheng like a storm!

Xu Changsheng's eyes were shining brightly, his figure flashed quickly, and the sword in his hand stabbed out "shuashua". In the blink of an eye, hundreds of swords had been stabbed out, and the silver sword light turned into light spots all over the sky, colliding with those sword shadows.

"Ding ding ding!"

The sword's edge and the blade quickly touched together in the sky full of sword light and knife light, and there were bursts of crisp collision sounds, and sparks splashed!

The sword is fierce and the sword is dexterous.

Whenever the blade slashed fiercely, the tip of the sword touched lightly, as if sticking to it, leading it to the side lightly.

And Xu Changsheng's figure was as dexterous as his sword, constantly dodging and dodging around Wang Yao.

Wang Yao's ferocious saber gesture lasted for a whole stick of incense, and Fang gradually slowed down.

He originally thought that the opponent majored in the soul, and under his fierce attack and strong pressure, he would soon reveal his flaws, but the opponent's defense and evasion were impeccable.

But when his moves started to slow down, the opponent's sword moves suddenly started to speed up!
"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Blossoming sword flowers bloomed in front of him, instantly like a hundred flowers blooming, surrounding him in the middle.

Wang Yao roared immediately, took a few steps back for the first time, then held the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed fiercely.

The blood-colored sword light, like a huge crescent moon, slashed on those sword flowers.

Sword Flower disappeared.

But the moment the sword light fell to the ground, those sword flowers reappeared.

Xu Changsheng suddenly separated a ray of spirit, driving Feijian to appear behind the opponent, and began to attack from both sides.

The long knife in Wang Yao's hand suddenly started to panic,
Holding the sword on his body, Xu Changsheng immediately launched a faster attack.

Wang Yao defended back and forth with the long knife in his hand, looking more and more flustered, but deep in his eyes, there was a hint of sarcasm.

"Shh!"

He suddenly clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, disregarding the blossoming sword light in front of him, turned around suddenly, and fiercely slashed the long knife in his hand towards the flying sword behind him and Xu Changsheng's strand of soul!

"Om-"

There was a deafening knife sound!
The blood-red sword light he slashed not only accumulated all his strength, but also filled with his powerful blood power, which instantly enveloped Xu Changsheng's soul in it!

There is no way for Xu Changsheng's soul to escape!
But the sword in his own hand has stabbed a hundred and one times in an instant, and all of them have stabbed Wang Yao's body!
If it was a battle between ordinary cultivators, it would be a situation where both sides would suffer. Even Wang Yao's whole body would be pierced with many holes immediately.

However, he forgot that the other party was a disciple of Misty Immortal Sect!
Even though the opponent's body protection mask had been pierced by his sword light, when his sword edge pierced the opponent's body, the opponent's whole body suddenly lit up with a golden mask and a khaki mask!

Two ultimate defense magic weapons!

"when!"

His sword light was extremely sharp, and he stabbed more than 100 swords in an instant, but he only pierced the opponent's first layer of light shield!
When he wanted to stab the second move again, the opponent's sword light carrying terrifying energy and blood power had already drowned his strand of soul!
"Shh!"

His split soul instantly disappeared into nothingness under the powerful sword light and blood!

Xu Changsheng's head suddenly felt a stabbing pain, and then he let out a muffled groan, his eyes darkened, and he almost fainted.

He staggered back a few steps, gritted his teeth in a hurry, endured the severe pain, and stabilized his mind.

"Go to hell!"

After Wang Yao slashed his soul, without any pause, his body suddenly turned around, and the long knife in his hand drew a semicircle without stopping, and with a "shua", he slashed at him horizontally!
The dazzling blood-colored sword glow rushed towards Xu Changsheng's entire body with powerful energy and blood.

His wounded soul was still trembling.

But his strong willpower and endurance immediately woke him up.

With a flash of his figure, he avoided the glare of the blade, flicked the sword in his hand, and deflected the ferocious blade aside.

Wang Yao's sword fell to the ground, his feet fell to the ground, and suddenly he jumped up again, the long knife in his hand was suddenly raised to the sky, and then suddenly slashed down!

"Shh!"

A huge blood-colored sword light instantly enveloped the pale Xu Changsheng inside.

The expressions of everyone in Dayan changed greatly.

Ma Chenzi, the head of the Huashan School, turned pale.

Xu Changsheng, whose soul had been severely injured, looked at the huge sword light that fell, and two sword intents shining like stars suddenly appeared in his two pupils!
At this moment, the sword in his hand seemed to be integrated with his whole body!
"puff--"

He bit his tongue suddenly and spat out a mouthful of blood!

His spirit became more and more sober!
His eyes are getting brighter!
"Zheng-"

A hum!
The dazzling sword glow lights up in the bloody sword glow!

Inside the mask, there was a "boom", and the air wave swept away like a wave!

The dazzling sword light and sword light exploded in an instant, turning into countless sword energy and sword energy, impacting on the surrounding light shields.

But the mask only trembled slightly, and then returned to its original state.

Wang Yao's body was shaken, the tiger's mouth suddenly split open, the long knife in his hand almost came out, his body was thrown out involuntarily, hit the mask behind him heavily, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment.

He suddenly felt the qi and blood in his body churning, his hands and chest were in severe pain, and the two layers of protective masks that had been condensed on his body surface were all broken at this moment.

There were many holes in his clothes.

There were actually two blood holes on his arm, and blood was flowing out.

He struggled a few times on the ground, Fang stood up with difficulty, and looked up to the opposite side.

Xu Changsheng had already fallen to the ground.

He didn't have so many magic weapons for body protection. At this moment, his whole body was drenched with blood, and a lot of his hair was cut off by the sharp knife and sword energy. His whole body was full of blood holes, and the blood flowed endlessly.

But the sword was still in his hand.

Just when Wang Yao thought he could no longer stand up, he suddenly clenched the sword in his hand and slowly stood up from the ground.

He was covered in blood, like a blood man, and he could no longer see clearly.

But his eyes are still as bright as stars, and as blazing as flames!

"Shh!"

He suddenly went out of his body!
His soul, which had been severely injured, suddenly came out of his dilapidated body!
Without the presence of the soul, the blood in the body suddenly flowed faster.

But that physical body still stood there upright.

His soul held the sword, and all the soul power began to rush towards the sword in his hand.

At this moment, Wang Yao was afraid.

He just wants to win, but he doesn't want to play hard.

The opponent obviously wants to integrate the last strength of the body and soul, and even the last vitality into this sword.

At this moment, the knife in his hand suddenly began to tremble.

There was fear in his eyes, his lips trembled, as if he wanted to speak, as if he wanted to admit defeat, but he didn't dare to say it.

Suddenly, he realized that he still has a magic weapon to save his life!

As long as he survives the opponent's last move, then he will win!
"Shh!"

He immediately took out a piece of green jade pendant, and crushed it without any hesitation.

In an instant, a green light shield enveloped him inside.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the mask: "Changsheng, we admit defeat."

Xu Changsheng already had the will to die, and he couldn't hear any sound from outside at this moment.

At this time, Su Zhe from Penglai Xiandao suddenly said, "Senior Brother Jia, since the other party has already conceded, how about..."

Fairy Lianxue from Jiutian Yaotai also said: "Why bother killing them all?"

At this time, Gongyangyan of Misty Immortal Sect immediately took the opportunity and said, "Master Jia, since the other party has conceded defeat, then remove the mask."

Naturally, he doesn't care about the other party's life or death.

However, that disciple of the Misty Immortal Sect might not be able to catch the opponent's dying blow.

That disciple is one of the top ten disciples on the Piaomiao list this year, and he is still very young, with a bright future. If he dies here because of the great flames, it will be really difficult for him to do business with the other party's master and suzerain after he returns.

Seeing this, Jia Xun waved his sleeve robe, and the mask covering the battle platform suddenly disappeared.

At this time, Xu Changsheng had already exhausted all his soul power, and when he was about to integrate all the remaining strength and vitality in his body into the sword in his hand, a white light suddenly hit him.

His mind trembled, and suddenly his eyes went black, he passed out, and then flew back to the bloody body.

"Bang!"

At this time, the sword in his hand finally fell to the ground.

With a flash of Bai Yishan's figure, he brought his body and his sword off the battle platform.

All the cultivators around saw that this young man of Dayan was so tragic, and they all felt sorry for him.

"Longevity..."

Ma Chenzi, the head of the Huashan faction, came to Bai Yishan, his voice choked up: "Senior Bai, is there a way to save longevity?"

Bai Yishan frowned, did not answer, took out a elixir, fed it into Xu Changsheng's mouth, and took out the wound medicine to help him stop the bleeding.

At this time, Jia Xun's voice sounded in front of the battle stage: "In the first round, Misty Immortal Sect wins!"

As soon as the words came out, there was a burst of boos from all around.

Everyone knows that.

If it weren't for Misty Immortal Sect's great career and many treasures, the young man named Wang Yao just now really couldn't compete with his disciple Dayan.

But according to the rules, the opponent did win.

At this time, the young man named Wang Yao blushed and lowered his head, not daring to face the gazes of the crowd, and he no longer had the spirit and vigor he had when he first came to the stage.

Xu Changsheng's desperate fight really scared him just now.

Until now, his legs are still shaking.

He really didn't expect that the opponent was so tenacious and crazy, and in the end he would use all the strength and vitality of his body and soul to fight him.

What a madman!
At this moment, Xu Changsheng, who was lying on the ground, finally opened his eyes slowly.

With tears in his eyes, he said with difficulty: "Bai...Senior, I'm sorry...I, I lost..."

Bai Yishan looked at him gently, and said, "No, Changsheng, you didn't lose."

Xu Changsheng looked at him.

Bai Yishan held his hand and said: "It was me who lost, it was us seniors, not you. I, Dayan, did not have good training resources for you, it was our seniors' incompetence, and we lost. Changsheng, you Done well, don't feel guilty. We still have a chance."

Xu Changsheng burst into tears.

The eyes of the other people around were also moist.

At this time, Jia Xun suddenly said in front of the battle stage: "Start the second competition!"

Among the crowd of Misty Immortal Sect, a tall woman in a purple dress suddenly walked out, walked up to the battle stage with dignity, and cupped her hands and said: "Junior Shangguan Ting, the middle stage of the body master, the late stage of the soul distraction, majoring in the soul, the master Practice swordsmanship!"

As soon as this remark came out, there were noisy discussions all around.

"The disciples of Misty Immortal Sect are getting higher and higher. This woman is majoring in the soul, and her physical body is also the middle stage of the master's cultivation. The main reason is that she is still so young, it is outrageous!"

"It's really outrageous. It is estimated that there are more powerful behind the Misty Immortal Sect."

"Isn't this nonsense? Do you know the identities of the ten disciples? They are the top ten disciples on the Misty Ranking this year. This woman is the top master in our country, but among the ten disciples , It is estimated that they will be able to rank No.9! Their competition with Dayan this time is not only for negotiation, but also to show off the strength of other disciples, so from the lowest cultivation base, they will go up to the competition in order..."

"Hey, it's really difficult for Dayan..."

Jia Xun's eyes turned to Bai Yishan, and said, "In the second competition, is there someone from Dayan?"

Before Bai Yishan could speak, a figure suddenly walked out beside him, without saying a word, he walked directly to the battle platform.

Wearing a blue dress, tall and slender, with a cold face.

Around her slender waist, there is a jade flute pinned.

On her black hair like a waterfall, there is only a simple wooden hairpin inserted, without any other decorations.

The blue dress on her body was also simple, without any pattern or embroidery, light and elegant, like green bamboo on the mountain.

She walked up to the stone platform, and only said a few words: "Da Yan, Linghu Qingzhu, also use a sword."

Standing opposite Shangguan Ting, a sword flashed in his eyes.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from the audience: "Uncle Shi, you forgot to bring your sword."

As soon as the words fell, a pitch-black wooden stick was suddenly thrown up and landed in front of Linghu Qingzhu.

Linghu Qingzhu reached out to catch it, glanced at the person throwing the stick under the stage, paused, and put it away.

There was a burst of suspicious discussions all around.

"Hey, was my eyes dazzled just now? What did the boy throw up? It doesn't look like a sword."

"Looks like a stick."

"Oh, it turned out to be a sword that looked like a stick."

"I heard that they practice the way of swordsmanship. They have practiced to a high level. Swords, guns and sticks can become swords."

While everyone was discussing, Jia Xun had already activated the formation.

The mask slowly closed, covering the entire battle platform.

Nangong Huoyue was a little worried. She looked at the person beside her who had just thrown the stick and said, "The other party is in the middle stage of the body master and the late stage of the soul distraction state, and there must be many powerful magic weapons on him. Your uncle's soul cultivation Because, there is one less realm than the other party..."

Luo Qingzhou's gaze was on the figure on the stage. Hearing this, his expression was calm and he didn't speak.

He believed in his uncle.

Of course, even if the uncle loses, it doesn't matter.

And him.

And Sister Yue!
When Nangong Huoyue was about to speak, there was a sudden "clang" sound on the battle platform, and a deafening sound of swords resounded!
Immediately, the noisy discussions all around suddenly fell silent.

The second duel begins!
On the battle platform, Shangguan Ting slashed down with the azure blue sword in her hand, drawing a dazzling sword light.

Linghu Qingzhu stood where she was, her blue clothes fluttering, but she didn't take out her sword.

But at this moment, her person seemed to suddenly become a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, unparalleled in sharpness!
In her pupils, the sword glow was flickering!
And on her slender and slender fingers, there seems to be a sword glow shining!

Wisps of sword energy surrounded her.

With the piercing sound of piercing the air, the blue sword light slashed towards her with terrifying sword intent and power.

And she only raised one slender finger.

(End of this chapter)