There is No Fairy I Can't Bend

In this transaction, he was completely at a disadvantage. He had never heard of the news of the enemy, and he had no clue about the plan of the Demon Sect. He was like walking on a tightrope. It takes a lot of spirit.

——Senior Ziyu, Mo Mingxin, what exactly are you master and apprentice planning?If you want to take advantage of my hatred for the man who killed his wife in an attempt to shake my foundation of righteousness, then you two are making a big mistake.

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Coming to the top four of the Heaven Worship Competition, the enthusiasm of the crowd is still high, and at the same time, they can't help shouting in their hearts - this year's Heaven Worship Competition is really eye-catching!

The top four, four women, each has its own merits, but they are all rare beauties.

Ye Li, the daughter of the leader of the Dao League, is lively and cute, and her eccentric temperament is especially attractive.

Ruan Jianxin of the Qinglian Sword School is full of heroism but not soft.

The little dragon girl from the Ancient Tomb Sect is exactly the same as Liu Zhihui from Mingyue Palace, they are both the kind of "iceberg" beauties who reject people for thousands of miles and don't eat the fireworks in the world.

The gathering of the four beauties is also a rare beauty, which naturally makes people more excited.

Ye Mo stood in front of the stage, glanced around, and said loudly: "Since everyone is here, let's start drawing lots without delay."

The semi-finals are already the last draw, and the method is different, not by Ye Moxibustion, but by the four people in the audience to choose by themselves.

In front of the four of them, stood a bronze mirror, and the four of them poured their true energy into each other, and then a picture of the confrontation between the two of them would be displayed in the mirror.

The four of them shot at almost the same time, and different colors of primordial essence shot out and disappeared into the mirror.

There were layers of ripples on the surface of the mirror, and after a while it calmed down, two beautiful figures slowly emerged in it - Ruan Jianxin and Liu Zhihui.

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"Miss Ruan is really lucky. She has a one-third chance of meeting her. The elder of Mingyue Palace is probably the only opponent she has a chance to win."

In the lounge, Ye Li couldn't help but said with a smile, while looking at Mo Mingxin who was expressionless beside him.

"Why didn't Sister Long say a word? Could it be that she was nervous because she thought she would fight me later?"

Mo Ming turned his head, with a blank expression, and said, "Ah?! I was thinking about something, what did you just say?"

"...As expected of you." The corners of Ye Li's mouth twitched slightly: "The competition is about to come, but you still have the mind to think about other things. Could it be that Sister Long doesn't think of me at all?"

"How could it be?" Mo Mingxin sneered: "Am I that kind of person?"

"Yes or no, you don't know?" Ye Li gave her a blank look, and said helplessly: "Forget it, let you be arrogant for a while, and when we fight, I will definitely make you look good!"

Mo Mingxin proudly said: "I'm good-looking in the first place!"

"...Let's see the competition."

Ye Li sighed, said no more, turned her gaze to the formation, and what she saw was the two Ruan Jianxin who were about to start the competition.

At this time, Mo Mingxin couldn't help laughing and said: "It's interesting to say, Jian Xin has come all the way, and the opponents are all in the weak stage. It's really hard for her to win all the way to the present."

Ye Li smiled slyly: "Maybe this is the power of love."

Mo Mingxin held his face in both hands, and said shyly: "Don't say that, people will be shy."

"..."

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Many people have also discovered that Ruan Jianxin's opponents all the way through the barriers are all opponents of the Dongxu period. Although she is a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect, but such an unreasonable leapfrog ability, the previous disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect have never seen it. Come on, how did she cultivate?

All of a sudden, Ruan Jianxin's nickname of "Cave Void Killer" spread like wildfire.

However, the people around shouted vigorously, but it didn't affect Liu Zhihui.Just like all Mingyue Palace disciples, Liu Zhihui's face was always icy cold, as if someone owed her a large sum of money.

The referee looked left and right, confirmed that both of them were ready, and then announced the start of the competition.

As soon as the words fell, the scene suddenly became tense.

Liu Zhihui didn't underestimate the enemy's carelessness because of her superior cultivation, instead, she took the lead in calling out the saber, wrapped in bone-piercing cold air, and the shadow of the sword filled the sky, like a stormy sea, swept towards Ruan Jianxin.

Ruan Jianxin was not slow either, his sword energy was soaring to the sky, his hands pointed together to form a sword, and the sword was divided into left and right.

Sooner or later, Liu Zhihui's sword move came down, and countless sword shadows were as fierce as a blizzard in a strong wind, and they continued continuously.

Ruan Jianxin didn't change his expression, he danced with both swords, and cast an impenetrable sword net, firmly protecting the five-foot range around his body.

The two swords seemed to have spirituality in her hands, and they cooperated seamlessly with each other. When the two swords were combined, Liu Zhihui had no way to deal with her for a while.

However, Liu Zhihui had expected it a long time ago, she didn't change her face, she just silently increased the power of the spell.

Ruan Jianxin's sword is getting faster and faster, and gradually the shadow of the sword can no longer be seen clearly, only the silver glow left by the sword tip is still in people's sight, vaguely, like two blooming lotus flowers, protecting her in the middle.

Two lotuses with two pedicles, this is the symbol of the two swords controlling the sword in the Qinglian sword dance, and there are not many people who can do this in the Yuanying stage for so many years, and Ruan Jianxin is a disciple of this generation , the only thing that can be done.

As Ruan Jianxin danced, the phantom of the lotus seemed to move, as if swaying with the wind, lifelike.What followed was an incomparably sharp sword energy, accompanied by the lotus petals shooting out in all directions, and the surrounding sword shadows would disperse when touched.

The situation seemed to be tilting towards Ruan Jianxin's side, and Liu Zhihui soon discovered that her own sword tactics gradually seemed to be a bit powerless.

Ruan Jianxin felt that it became easier to deal with it, and gradually began to be dissatisfied with defense, the sword energy surged, and immediately cleared the surrounding sword shadows, taking advantage of Liu Zhihui's old power just gone, and when new power was not born, he resolutely approached Liu Zhihui .

Liu Zhihui looked at Ruan Jianxin who was approaching quickly, and although she was not shocked, the cold air spread rapidly from her feet, and a layer of solid ice formed on the ground unknowingly.

Ruan Jianxin's momentum was like a gust of wind, and his speed was extremely fast. However, just as she was about to approach, his heart suddenly became vigilant. Before he had time to think, he stopped abruptly, and then jumped up high.

As soon as she left the ground, where she was standing just now, two ice picks suddenly rose up. The sharp ice picks brushed against the toes of Ruan Jianxin's shoes, taking away a few strands of rags from Ruan Jianxin's skirt.

Ruan Jianxin stood in the air, still feeling lingering fear, if she had been a step slower in reacting just now, it would not only be her clothes that were torn.

But before Ruan Jianxin could breathe, the ice pick moved again.