Mrs. Fox is too serious!

The people on the stage have changed several times, Jiang Xundao has been silently watching from the sidelines, it's her turn for the next round, her nervous heart is beating wildly in her chest, and her palms are covered with cold sweat . .

In just a short while, I heard that Zhang Tianxiang was going to compete in the Lizi stage. Many people came after hearing the news. The Lizi stage, which was originally not crowded, was full of people. The eight arenas were all competing, so they left The crowd was the most crowded under the stage, and many people knew that Jiang Xundao was going to compete with Zhang Tianxiang, and they secretly glanced at her and whispered to her from time to time.

Apart from Mu Shang and Lan Yiyou, even Liu Wen Changling and others who were defeated by Zhang Tianxiang, and Yin Li from Fenghua Valley, these acquaintances also stood under the ring and waited for Zhang Tianxiang to play.

Chang Ling stood beside Jiang Xundao, holding her arm with a worried face and comforting her in a low voice.

"Little Daoist, don't be afraid, it doesn't matter if you lose, just be careful not to get hurt. Senior Brother Zhang from Liusha Palace is indeed very powerful, even Senior Brother Liu Wen can't beat him, so don't force yourself."

Liu Wen on the side heard her words, his face sank and he clenched his fists and looked at Chang Ling with some displeasure. It could be seen that Chang Ling didn't even look at him, so he raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Xundao with a look on his face. disdain.

He was indeed defeated by Zhang Tianxiang, which was also the shame of his life. After the last Dao discussion conference, he returned to the sect disheartened. He has been practicing hard day and night for five years, just for five years Finally, he defeated Zhang Tianxiang at the Dao Discussion Conference and took back his lost things with his own hands.

Jiang Xundao looked around, the bustling crowd and the scorching sun above her head made her mind feel stuffy and painful, she lowered her head slightly and said to Chang Ling.

"I'm not afraid, I'm just... why are there so many people watching?"

Chang Ling held her sleeve to comfort her.

"Watch and watch, don't be nervous, just go up and fight for a while and then come down, anyway, no one knows what school you are, so you won't be ashamed if you lose."

Chang Ling’s words seemed to be reassuring that there was nothing wrong with it, but Jiang Xundao sounded very awkward. Even if she was a famous teacher like Chang Ling Mu Shang, she was also the only disciple of Yunqing Sect. In a fight, she can't lose the face of her master or herself, she will definitely do her best no matter whether she wins or loses.

Jiang Xundao clenched her fists tightly, sweat dripped from her forehead slowly, and hung on her thin, white chin. She closed her eyes, and she fell into a samadhi almost instantly, and the noisy voices beside her slowly disappeared. Not seeing her, as if she was the only one left in the world.

She calmed down, exhaled slowly, and her heart, which had been boring all along, slowly returned to calm. She didn't open her eyes until there was an uproar.

Liusha Palace Zhang Tianxiang, who was about to compete in the arena, arrived late surrounded by several fellow disciples. He was wearing a light yellow gown, his long hair was tied up with a yellow crown, and his face was stern and extraordinary. From the moment he appeared, he attracted everyone. human gaze.

On his back was a long sword that was half the width of his body, and he came with his hands behind his back without squinting. When he walked to the edge of the ring, everyone stepped aside one after another. .

Standing under the arena, Zhang Tianxiang looked up at the contestants on the arena, ignoring the whispers of the people behind him, with his chin slightly raised, looking arrogant.

As soon as Liu Wen saw him appear, he couldn't help clenching his fists tightly, his body trembling slightly, and he stared at Zhang Tianxiang intently, as if he was his enemy.

Standing beside her, Mu Chang turned her head to look at him, frowned slightly and shook her head slightly with a sigh. She, Junior Brother Liu Wen, puts too much emphasis on winning and losing, so it is inevitable that she will take a lot of detours in the future .

Lan Yiyou and Song Suxing stood a few steps away from Jiang Xundao, and from the mouth beside Zhang Tianxiang's opponent was Jiang Xundao, Lan Yiyou not only frowned, she turned her head to look at Jiang Xundao. Xundao saw Jiang Xundao tightly pursing her lips and forehead with sweat dripping down from time to time, her dark eyes were unprecedentedly serious and determined, and Lan Yiyou's heart trembled slightly.

She didn't think that Jiang Xundao would definitely lose this time like others did. She was afraid that Jiang Xundao would try his best and end up hurting herself. Although Jiang Xundao sometimes looked dull, sometimes he was innocent She does nagging, but she has a very stubborn temper.

Lan Yiyou could almost foresee that the battle between Jiang Xundao and Zhang Tianxiang might surprise everyone.

Looking at Zhang Tianxiang's appearance of looking at people with his nostrils, Chang Ling felt very upset, so she snorted.

"Really pretend."

The two contestants in the arena had already decided the winner, and it ended with a disastrous defeat by a casual cultivator woman. The winner was trembling and pale with blood on his shoulders, and the loser was even more tragic, already vomiting blood and unconscious People carry people down.

Everyone took it for granted, but Jiang Xundao frowned as he watched the severely wounded man with his closed eyes pass by, and his hand holding the long sword tightened even more.

The Tianqingmen disciples on the ring said loudly after cleaning up the blood on the ring.

"The next competition will be Zhang Tianxiang from Quicksand Palace and Yunqing Menjiang Xundao. Please come on stage."

Chang Ling let go of Jiang Xundao's hand, and she took a deep breath and looked at Jiang Xundao with a look of bitterness and hatred.

"It's your turn, little nun, don't be afraid."

Jiang Xundao nodded, she looked ahead and walked two steps forward with her head held high, and the person standing in front of her stepped aside to let her pass by.

"Is this the little girl who wants to compete with Zhang Tianxiang?"

"I think it will be over soon, but unfortunately, I'm afraid we won't see Zhang Tianxiang perform the Void Slash."

"Yunqingmen, have you heard of this sect?"

"I haven't heard of it. I think it should be just looking for a small sect that stands on the top of the mountain."

"This luck is really bad. I actually met Zhang Tianxiang from Quicksand Palace."

The whispering voices of the spectators on both sides could be heard from time to time, as if everyone felt that Jiang Xundao was inferior to Zhang Tianxiang, and they all felt sorry for her, and some even discussed Jiang Xundao's sect with some disdain.

But Jiang Xundao acted as if she had never heard of it, she just looked at the ring that was close at hand, and her steps were heavy step by step.

Zhang Tianxiang turned his head and looked around for a week, narrowing his eyes slightly, and then stomping his feet, the light yellow spiritual energy on his body burst out instantly, causing those who stood nearby not only to take two steps back, but he jumped up and stepped on the air lightly with his toes, chic and elegant He turned neatly onto the one-person high ring, then stood in the center with his hands behind his back, waiting for his opponent to enter the stage.

Everyone was in an uproar again. Some people marveled at Zhang Tianxiang's high cultivation base and handsome appearance at such a young age, while others scoffed that Zhang Tianxiang's entrance was really too fancy.

Jiang Xundao didn't have that much fuss about flying up. She walked half a circle down-to-earth, found the stairs to the ring, walked up step by step, and stood in front of Zhang Tianxiang.

Zhang Tianxiang was half a head taller than Jiang Xundao. Jiang Xundao slightly raised his head and looked at the strange cold-faced man in front of him. Her eyes were clear and bright, like an innocent deer. The sweat was not wiped off, her cheeks were slightly red under the sun, and her skin was so fair and clear that she could see the thin layer of fluff, just like a tender peach.

Jiang Xundao obediently bowed his head slightly and bowed his hands in salute.

"Looking for the way in the lower Yunqingmen River, I ask this senior brother to enlighten me."

"Ah."

Although the girl in front of her had a harmless, lovely and delicate appearance, Zhang Tianxiang still had no expression on her face, she just responded lightly, and then cupped her hands.

"Teach me."

Jiang Xundao nodded and took a few steps back. She almost retreated to the edge of the ring. Zhang Tianxiang used an epee and had a burst of spiritual power just when he came on stage. Obviously, his cultivation base is also very high, so it is not suitable to get close to him In combat, the farther the distance is, the more beneficial it is.

The disciples of Tianqin Sect by the arena looked at the two people who had already prepared, nodded to the senior sisters at the table and said loudly.

"The competition begins, don't make any noise."

Everyone immediately fell silent and held their breath, all eyes were on Jiang Xundao and Zhang Tianxiang on the ring.

Lan Yiyou's gaze was always on Jiang Xundao's body. She stared closely at Jiang Xundao's slow-moving figure, and a light flashed in her eyes.

Jiang Xundao, holding the spirit sword, opened his lips and muttered a few formulas silently, the spirit sword flashed a burst of purple light, and then she flashed her figure, and stabbed Zhang Tianxiang viciously with the sword at a very fast speed. face door.

Zhang Tianxiang narrowed his eyes, grabbed the epee behind him and twisted the blade with one hand, and the epee blocked him, catching Jiang Xundao's blow.

The sharp sword tip pierced the epee, making a crisp ding sound, and the purple aura and pale yellow aura collided together, setting off a wave.

This blow was a test, and Jiang Xundao quickly backed away and stood back on the spot, holding the sword and looking at Zhang Tianxiang whose face remained unchanged.

Zhang Tianxiang received Jiang Xundao's blow. Although his face remained unchanged, he was a little surprised. Jiang Xundao's blow was not as simple as it seemed. Xiu, but he didn't expect that it was just a tentative blow, which forced him to use the fourth level of skill.

His thoughts wandered away for a moment, and Jiang Xundao's figure disappeared ghostly. Then he felt a strong wind blowing behind him, and the alarm bell rang in his heart. Zhang Tianxiang turned around quickly, swung the epee in his hand fiercely, There seemed to be a shield condensed with aura in front of him, and it blocked another blow from Jiang Xundao with the epee at the center.

After the blow, Jiang Xundao's figure disappeared instantly, and then Zhang Tianxiang felt a faint spiritual force hit his head. The speed was so fast that he had no time to react. He could only burst out a strong spiritual force, forcing Jiang back. Seek attack.

Jiang Xundao's body in the air spun, and the flying clothes flashed above Zhang Tianxiang's head. The purple-glowing spiritual sword pierced through the pale yellow spiritual power and stabbed at the top of Zhang Tianxiang's head, but the sword tip only pierced into Zhang Tianxiang's head. After a few inches, it stopped, as if it had been pierced by an iron shield, unable to move at all.

Zhang Tianxiang held the epee in both hands, lifted his arm vigorously and waved it above his head, a flash of astonishment flashed in Jiang Xundao's eyes, her left hand pressed heavily on the right hand holding the sword, and a purple sword energy flashed fiercely .

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xundao was struck by Zhang Tianxiang's epee sword, and the blade of the sword slammed into the spirit sword in her hand. The force was so great that Jiang Xundao fell to the ground, but he couldn't keep his body back. After taking a few steps back, he bumped into the iron chain on the ring behind him, and stopped with a muffled grunt.

There was an uproar under the arena, and they looked at Zhang Tianxiang standing in the center of the arena with his head bowed, and saw Zhang Tianxiang's yellow crown was cut by Jiang Xundao's sword energy and fell to the ground, his head full of black hair As it fell, it covered his face.

This inconspicuous little Taoist nun has such a sharp body and such a high level of Taoism.

Jiang Xundao straightened her body, she stood still with concentration, her eyes were fixed on Zhang Tianxiang who was not far away, and the corner of her lips twitched slightly and said with a smile.

"Brother Zhang is distracted."

Zhang Tianxiang raised his head slowly, his original brown eyes seemed to be glowing with yellow light, he looked at Jiang Xundao with some admiration, he stabbed the epee hard into the stone floor on the ring, Then he pulled out a hair tie from his waist, and tied the hanging hair together behind his head.

After tidying up his messy hair, Zhang Tianxiang pressed his hands on the hilt in front of him, and looked at Jiang Xundao with a serious face. The complicated lines on the heavy sword in his hand started from the hilt he was pressing with his palm, and went all the way down. Little by little, the lines on the pale yellow sword glowed with scarlet light.

"I'm sorry, but this junior sister has to be careful next time, I won't be merciful."