Female Supporting Immortal: The Legend of Yan Yu Xiuxian

Chapter 194 Swordsmanship (4)

Swordsmanship (4)

Hearing this, Zhenghe Zhenjun is not unhappy.

The two people on the stage belonged to his family, and the palms and backs of their hands were full of flesh. In this competition, he would not favor any side, even if his girl lost, he would be proud of it.

but……

Sitting on the armchair, Yun Yazi, who was drinking peach blossom wine leisurely, paused the wine jar in his hand, and said with a feeling of displeasure, "That's not necessarily the case, although Yu girl's cultivation is not good enough, but her breath is fine." Pure and thick, it may not be lacking in spiritual power..."

Hearing this, Zhenjun Zhengjun just smiled embarrassingly, "Old Ancestor...what's your opinion?"

Yun Yazi stared at Zhengjun with sharp eyes, "This battle may be, we will have to fight again, I think, half and half, the difference is almost the same, between brothers...the last thing is to watch..."

Hearing this, Zhengjun Zhenjun couldn't help but his heart twitched!
Patriarch, can't you explain it?The language is half spoken, is this to create suspense?

Zhenghe heard the meaning behind the words of his unreliable master.

In the end, it depends on the Dao heart of these two people, who is more stubborn...

But... Zhenghe also has doubts about this.

He understood his girl very well, her stubborn strength, he, a father, couldn't force it back, and his apprentice had enlightened the Tao in the palace before, not to mention his heart and mind!Therefore, he felt that the two juniors in his family should be indistinguishable from each other.

Another hour passed, the afterglow of the setting sun gradually sprinkled on Jianxiao Peak, the sun in the west slowly receded, it seemed to be hidden behind the mountain in the west, and it was night in a blink of an eye...

The luminous spring breeze blew by, making the already silent competition stage feel even more desolate and lonely.

After more than three hours of fierce fighting, the two people on the competition stage gradually lost their spiritual power, and they were faintly exhausted.

Yan Yu was thinking that after this time, her disadvantages would be highlighted, so she must have a final fight...

Thinking of this, Yan Yu paused with a shadowless step, stopped in mid-air, and asked suggestively, "Eldest brother, this competition with my junior sister has never been more hearty and hearty, and I haven't been able to tell the pros and cons this time, junior sister." Suggestion, how about we both try our best?"

Jun Jinyan was taken aback when he saw his junior sister stagnate for an instant, and then heard that voice like a spring breeze!

After going on like this, he also felt that he couldn't make a difference in this competition, so he also said happily, "Senior Brother, I have this intention..."

As soon as the voice fell, the two people, one purple and one white, retreated 20 meters behind each side, ready to go.

Yan Yu was on guard all over his body, turned his spiritual consciousness to lock on Jun Jinyan, and continuously formed seals between his fair and slender fingers, injecting all the pure spiritual power in his body into the Purple Language Thunder Sword in his hand. With the continuous injection of spiritual power, the people in the sea of ​​consciousness Xiao Ting was also very excited!
How many years has he not fought so heartily with his master?
This battle not only satisfied the master's warlike factor, but also inspired his sword intention that had been sealed for more than [-] years. He and his master finally had a heart-to-heart connection...

In less than a breath, Yan Yu was already smug and ready to strike. She picked up the Ziyu Thunder Sword and swung it straight at Jun Jinyan. The room seems to have been completed!
In an instant, from the transparent purple sword, small hurricanes formed one after another, and then became larger one by one, converging on each other...

(End of this chapter)