sun and moon return

A few days passed, and the ranking competition was over. Originally, there were sixteen disciples who ranked themselves in Youlong, but some of them were pushed down by the disciples of Xianjitai. (Qingwu), Sheng Shuli (Fengxia), Guanshan (Handan), Fang Zhiyuan (Luozan), Tingfeng (Handan), He Ming (Luozan), Fu Linyuan (Yunchao), Musheng (Yunyan Cut), Wangjiang (Qingwu), Shao Pengxuan (Luoyan), Qingtang (Jinhe), Zheng Yuanpu (Luozhi), Shiyin (Qingwu), Furong (Jinhe).

The top twelve are the new twelve competitions.

Among them, the battle between Jiang Yiran and Shen Xing was the most intense, and it was also one of the few matches where Jiang Yiran was ready to fight. Only Shen Xing could break Jiang Yiran's turmoil.

The two were equal in strength, and they were tied for a while, but in the end Jiang Yiran was slightly better and won the ringleader.

The challenge started, and upon hearing that Qingwu's impromptu headmaster was going to face Sheng Shuli, one of the twelve rings, all the disciples of the five factions gathered in the stands with the intention of watching the show.

It was the first time I stood on the Xianji platform, the grandstand was very big and empty, the audience was crowded with disciples from the six sects watching the fun, Zhe Li clenched the sword in his hand, and nonsense words rang in his ears again.

"The result is important, and every moment is more important."

"When you play, don't think about what you want to do, but what you want to do. Keep your spirits up." Shen Xing said.

The heads of the six sects took their seats on the floating platform, sitting upright, the golden crow rose in the east, the morning light was faint, the mist was lingering, and the golden sunlight filled the stands.

"Zheli is against Shuli," Jinyu said with a bit of stern tone, "It's really one who dares to take the other."

Humph.

Feng Chan snorted disdainfully through his nose: "A newborn calf doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, so it has to be taught some lessons. It's a pity that the Su family is full of loyalty and loyalty, but the only son was doted on by the head of Qingfei, and turned into a waste."

Bai Shan frowned behind him.

"The head of Feng Chan should take care of his own family affairs. In terms of doting, he is not worthy of Dao." Fei Dao replied lukewarmly.

"Okay, there's no day and night quarrels, they're all the head of the sect, so they have a little bit of air." Jinyu propped her head up in annoyance, and said angrily.

On the stage, Zheli was wearing a jade-white robe, the gold-plated cuffs reflected the light, the dark lines on the robe were radiant, and the jade button on the chest that was handed down exuded a warm light.

He looks at his opponent.

"Why, what do you expect me to say? If you don't fail within three moves, you will win?" Sheng Shuli held his head high, with pride and contempt, "Don't worry, I will never release water today. You Now that you have received the battle invitation, standing here today, you should have the awareness to be my opponent, no matter what your status or cultivation level is, I will go all out."

He raised the sword in his hand, and added with a sneer: "But I will give you a piece of advice, if you are afraid of death, you might as well admit defeat earlier."

Zheli held his breath, concentrated, took a deep breath, and looked firmly at Sheng Shuli.

"Now that you two are ready, let's start."

"Start the sparring!" A loud shout suppressed the din, and for a moment the sunlight reflected from Zheli's hair-tied jade crown into Feidao's eyes, and the two people on the stage moved after hearing the sound.

The enchantment instantly cut off everything outside the arena, as if there were only two of them left in the world.

Sheng Shuli curled his lips coldly, and went straight to Zheli.

"Four Seasons Swordsmanship." Wang Jiang stared intently at the stands, with worry in his eyes.

"Although the Four Seasons swordsmanship is mild, it is flexible and changeable. If the defense is not timely, it is easy to be injured." Qingtang said, "Sheng Shuli's move is out of humiliation and courtesy."

Peach blossoms fell from the sky, and Sheng Shuli came from the air, with a set of swordsmanship like flowing clouds and flowing water, passing through the flowers in the rain, with every move and style, the peach blossoms on the tip of the sword were firmly caught by him.

Zhe Li's body skills are also not bad, although the sword in his hand is not out of the sheath, he still dodges in time, and Sheng Shuli's sword skills are relatively smooth.He walked away on the flower, turned around and avoided Sheng Shuli's sword move, and landed on the ground: "The fire will start a prairie fire."

In an instant, the entire venue was covered with flames.

Sheng Shuli cut off the water with one move, cut off the flames all over his body with his swordsmanship, and said with a smile, "That's all."

"The long wind drives the spirit." While he was still underestimating the enemy, Zheli used earth magic to blow up the hurricane, and the fire took advantage of the wind, so that Sheng Shuli jumped up and chased Zheli.

"Wanren cliff." At the moment he pounced, Zheli erected the stone wall with earth magic, and at the same time as Sheng Shuli split it with a sword, dust flew up, and Zheli disappeared from his sight.

Only then did Sheng Shuli become a little vigilant, this kid's moves were so weird, which attribute did he cultivate?The several heads on the floating platform also had different expressions.Yun Bai leaned forward, carefully observing Zheli's moves, his expression was complicated, his eyes were bright, and then the corners of his lips were slightly raised.Feng Chan and Jin He looked at each other, both of them were suspicious.Luocheng and Hantang's reactions were the most flat, with only some surprised expressions.

Above the stands, everyone was discussing.

Wangjiang and the three looked at each other, and sure enough, the same doubt and surprise were written in their eyes.

"Zheli...what type of spell is he practicing...?" Qingtang asked.

Wang Jiang shook his head: "I thought it was a fire element, so it seems..."

"Has he also dabbled in the other five systems?" Bai Xi asked.

In a secluded place, Shen Xing watched the battle between the two in the stands, showing some gratified smiles.Zheli is very talented and willing to practice hard. He has practiced hundreds of times just to predict, move, and decipher the four seasons of swordsmanship.Therefore, the first half seemed less passive.

Although Sheng Shuli was vigilant, fortunately his strength was indeed much stronger than Zheli's. The moment Zheli disappeared, Sheng Shuli felt the weak spiritual power change behind him, and then turned around to attack with a set of Broken Cold Sword. Then, Sheng Shuli felt deceived, and turned around with the Poxu sword, just in time to block Zheli's attack.

Sheng Shuli sneered: "Not much."

But he had already made up his mind to teach Zheli a lesson, his sword technique changed to be gentle, and his moves were swift and fierce, forcing Zheli to block with his scabbard and back several steps in a row.

"Break the truth." Sheng Shuli changed his sword technique, and Zhe Li took advantage of this moment to throw a sound across the ravine, and a ravine suddenly formed under Sheng Shuli's feet. He tapped the mound of dirt and got up, but he felt his feet stagnate.

"The green tree is in the middle of the road." Zheli read softly, and saw the vines at Sheng Shuli's feet turned into trees, and the huge rhizomes supported Zheli.

At this time, Sheng Shuli's Sipo swordsmanship had already released two swords, and the two flying swords hovered beside him, so naturally no vines could stop him.

Sheng Shuli came with all his strength, and with one move of the sword, he cut the fainted dawn, splitting the trunk of the birch tree until there was no scum left.

In the enchantment, the sky was dim and the ground was dark, the sun and the moon were dark, only the swordsmanship wandered around, and suddenly lit up Zheli's tossing and moving figure.After a while, a muffled hum was heard.

Zheli took Sheng Shuli's first move.

Then his breath disappeared into Sheng Shuli's artistic conception, and there was a faint sound of water flowing, and Sheng Shuli vigilantly sensed the changes around him.

The moonlight illuminated the enchantment, reflected in the stream, the stream was like a mirror, Sheng Shuli raised his head, the bright moon hung in the Milky Way, the sky and the earth seemed to be replaced, he was in a trance for a moment, and immediately realized that he had been hit by the illusion of Zheli.

This trick is called Changgou Liuyue, which was created by Shen Xing in response to Sheng Shuli's Gahunxiao, the master of confusing the artistic conception with the artistic conception constructed by other people's spiritual power.

The third sword pierced through the air, blocking the falling moon of Zheli.

The bright moon fell from the sky, Sheng Shuli stepped into the stream, and the three flying swords turned into six or nine, mercilessly chasing Zheli all over the field.

The rain falls from the Tianhe River, and Sheng Shuli sets up a barrier, which has predicted Zheli's position, and the fourth sword, Breaking the Realm, must be won.

There was another stagnation under his feet, but it was only for an instant. Feijian broke through the ice under his feet. Sheng Shuli attacked forward with an unstoppable momentum, but he had a bad heart and gave himself a barrier first.

The Tianhe River Waterfall turned into icicles, but failed to penetrate Sheng Shuli's enchantment.

Zheli's second muffled groan came from the darkness.

He fell for Sheng Shuli's second trick.

After breaking the boundary swordsmanship, light was restored in the barrier, and everyone saw that Zheli had suffered a lot of sword wounds. Fortunately, except for the two sword wounds on his shoulder and calf, the rest were skin traumas.

The calf injury should be the second sword, which greatly affected Zheli's speed.

The 36 flying swords are so terrifying, even if they use green trees and cliffs, it will only waste his spiritual power, and he will be smashed to pieces by the sword array in a short time.

Even so, Zheli still won a lot of praise for his quick response and proper movement.All the disciples of Qingwu present held their breaths and concentrated, worrying about his safety.

Seeing that he was tired of dealing with Fei Jian, Sheng Shuli didn't bother to move any more, and looked at him coldly with his chest in his arms, waiting for him to exhaust himself.

Seeming to be a little tired from running, Zhe Li smiled at Sheng Shuli.

Sheng Shuli frowned slightly.

Zheli stepped onto the green tree, faced the 36 swords in mid-air, and then the candle dragon came out from his hand, he leaned back, dodged the flying swords, moved dexterously, he learned Jiang Yiran's move, and Zhulong Panmu carried the wrapped sword array and escaped unharmed.

He arbitrarily controls the candle dragon, drives the spirit with the wind, and wants to lead the sword array to the ground.

Sheng Shuli's face became more and more gloomy, he remembered this trick, and he was defeated by Jiang Yiran like that at that time.

It is impossible for him to be defeated by this brat again today.

This kid is playing himself like a monkey!

Sheng Shuli's spiritual power soared, 36 swords turned into 72 swords, and beat the candle dragon into thin air. Sheng Shuli attacked Zheli at full speed. A sword wound in the heart.

not enough.

The 72 swords merged into one sword, slashing at the head.

Zheli fell to the ground, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand subconsciously, and met the blow with the sword in his hand that he hadn't been able to pull out from the beginning to the end.

"Not good." Wangjiang looked at the floating platform urgently, Feidao got up, the palace sash on his body moved with the wind, "Sheng Shuli is dead!"

Almost at the same time, the sharp sword in Zheli's hand came out of its sheath, the cold light burst out, and all the barriers on the stage were shattered.

The aura on Feidao forced the five masters to stand up and give way.

72 swords are nothing.

He slightly raised his hand, and Feishuang blocked the 72 sword, and the sharp and fierce sword energy disappeared instantly.

Zheli fell to the ground weakly, and he really felt the end of his strength at this moment, and he found it very difficult to even move his fingers a little.

Sheng Shuli was also having a hard time at this time, almost at the same time that the sword energy was dispelled, Feishuang had already aimed at his lifeline.

"Oh my god." Bai Xi stared straight at his eyes, "This scene...what did I see..."