Mrs. Fox is too serious!

On Penglai Island, looking from a distance, there is a dense cloud in the center, and purple-black thunder and lightning are all over it. The sweeping hurricane and the roaring thunder can only make the hearts of those who hear it tremble and fear. .

The benevolent and kind-hearted old abbot of Chanyin Temple folded his palms together, looked at Lan Yiyou, who was hidden in the thunder and lightning, with a fluttering sleeve, and the long beard and white eyebrows hanging down on both sides raised slightly, and sighed with a smile: "Under the door of Benefactor Leng!" , there is such a young disciple who can use the Thunderbolt? He really is a genius."

Leng Qiushui glanced at him, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly, her face was calm but her heart was worried.

Ever since Yin Li told her that Lan Yiyou had used Yuleijue before, she was very happy, thinking that Lan Yiyou could make a move in this Dao Discussion Conference, as long as she could use Yuleijue, then this time The leader of the Lun Dao Assembly is in her pocket of Fenghuagu.

Fenghuagu's Thunderbolt Jue is the most powerful sword art in the sect. Most of Fenghuagu's elder disciples have the ability to use such a powerful Thunderbolt Jue when they are middle-aged, but Lan Yiyou is dissatisfied now At 1, you can use Yuleijue, which is indeed Fenghuagu's No.[-].

She was proud that she was able to find such a talented and intelligent disciple, and she never announced it to the public, in order to make Lan Yiyou stand out in the Dao Discussion Competition and let those who look down on Fenghuagu see.

But a few days ago, Lan Yiyou used her true energy to heal a seriously injured disciple of a small sect, and her body weakened a lot. After being able to say a few words, he gritted his teeth and gave Lan Yiyou the Heavenly God Pill that he had treasured for a long time, which restored her energy.

If Lan Yiyou can win this time, it is just a god pill, and I will give it up if I give it up. What I am afraid of is that Lan Yiyou will not win. After all, her opponent is Mu Shang, the leader of the last Dao Discussion Conference. In the world of comprehension, there are only a handful of geniuses.

Leng Qiushui held his breath, clenched his hands into fists, and stared at the ring without blinking.

Under the attention of everyone, Lan Yiyou, who was hanging in the air and hidden in the thunder and lightning, closed her eyes tightly. She poured the spiritual energy in her dantian into the Shuanghua sword. The blue sword pointed directly at the sky, and the thunder and lightning in the dark clouds It kept falling on the tip of the sword, and the purple-black lightning was introduced into the sword body. The blue aura was greatly stimulated, and a few purple-black lightning could be faintly seen flashing through it.

When the world was pale, Mu Chang stood firmly in the arena. She looked up at Lan Yiyou, but there was no way to be afraid. The spirit sword spinning in the yin and yang fish was so fast that no one could see its shadow. The yin-yang fish glowed brightly, and when everyone in the arena finally saw it clearly, they discovered that the cyan Tai Chi talisman Yin-Yang fish had transformed into countless sword shadows formed by condensed cyan aura, layer upon layer.

Everyone took a deep breath and watched the duel between the two on the ring, feeling horrified in their hearts.Before the Dao Discussion Conference in the future, they were all full of confidence and felt that their cultivation was good, but when they actually saw the two outstanding disciples of Fenghua Valley of Qingyun Palace confronting each other, they realized that there are people outside the mountains and people outside the mountains. It is unimaginable that the heavenly wizards in the world are always so powerful. .

In the anxious atmosphere, everyone waited with bated breath, waiting for the moment when the two swordsmanship collided, and the winner would be determined.

When the Shuanghua Sword in her hand was covered with lightning, Lan Yiyou slowly opened her eyes. A red light flashed in her dark and deep eyes. With a slight movement of her hand, the tip of the sword slowly pointed down. , as if all the thunder and lightning began to shift, pointing at Mu Chang under her.

Mu Chang raised her head, her hands were behind her back, her eyes were clear and hot, she looked at Lan Yiyou fixedly, and then nodded slowly.

The blue silk behind her was blown by the wind, and kept flying behind her head. Lan Yiyou watched Mu Shang's movements, narrowed her eyes slightly, and gently opened her thin and bright red lips, and then the sword in her hand seemed to stir the wind and clouds The artifact commanded the thunder and lightning hovering above his head, and slashed down fiercely.

The powerful and long thunderbolt struck the Yin-Yang fish on top of Mu Chang's head fiercely with a swish sound. With just one blow, everyone felt the ground shake and the whole body trembled.

When the lightning hit the yin-yang fish and the white light that exploded instantly disappeared, everyone saw Mu Chang standing intact on the ring, and the tens of thousands of spirit swords hovering above her head began to tremble slightly. When the Shuanghua sword was slashed down, those spirit swords made a clear roar like sharp arrows that were off their strings, pointing directly at the sky, and stabbing towards Lan Yiyou with the same target.

Everyone could no longer see the scene above the ring, they could only feel that the two powerful spiritual forces were constantly colliding, and every sound of sword blades slashing made people couldn't help but cover their ears.

The dark cloud covered with thunder and lightning pressed down, and the Yin-Yang fish on the ring held on tenaciously until the last moment, all the lightning in the dark cloud touched the blue Yin-Yang fish above Mu Chang's head, and the air seemed to be still, not even half a thread. There was no wind, but after a short period of silence, there was a huge fluctuation of spiritual power, and the white circle of light had oppressive fluctuations, viciously bouncing people away.

Not only the people above the arena, but also the people below the arena were affected. The people standing close to each other only felt a pain in their faces and chests, and then they were caught off guard and flew backwards.

Beside the arena, several disciples of the Tianqin Sect looked at each other, sat down on the ground quickly, suppressed the strings and waved fiercely, and four white auras swayed around the arena immediately appeared, blocking in front of everyone, suppressing The burst of spiritual power fluctuated.

Everyone closed their eyes tightly, not daring to look directly at the terrifying scene on the ring, and they all backed away. They only waited for the light to dissipate before they could see who was the winner of the two people surrounded by such a terrifying aura.

The thick purple-black thunder and lightning collided with several sword qi condensed with cyan aura and then exploded. Lan Yiyou hid in the wind and cloud, and kept dodging the sword qi that kept attacking her while avoiding the thunder and lightning. Although the amount of sword energy is astonishing, its power is not as powerful as thunder and lightning.

The yin-yang fish on Mu Chang's head, after being repeatedly struck by the terrifying thunder and lightning, faintly showed signs of rupture. Her complexion changed and she held the spirit sword tightly behind her, and then silently recited a few formulas to lift the spirit sword upwards. Throwing it, holding the sword formula, the sword body filled with rich white light flashed in a crowd of blue sword energy, it looked extraordinarily glaring, but it was also the most powerful.

Lan Yiyou turned around, holding the Shuanghua sword tightly, she stabbed forward with the sword, facing the sword that was about to hit the door.

The moment the cyan yin-yang fish was finally crushed by lightning, Mu Shang's figure also disappeared, and soon she appeared in the air, with her index finger and middle finger together and Yujian flying towards Lan Yiyou.

The moment the sharp sword tip sliced ​​through Lan Yiyou's flesh, a purple-black lightning also hit Mu Shang's shoulder.

Everyone saw that in the final burst of waves on the ring, two figures were thrown out from both sides like kites with broken strings.

Leng Qiushui and Tian Qing looked at each other and their expressions changed. Their figures disappeared in an instant, and they appeared in two opposite directions in the blink of an eye, catching two figures falling down at the same time.

Leng Qiushui stepped lightly on her footsteps, as if a lotus flower condensed by white mist flashed across her toes, and disappeared in an instant. She flew into the air to catch Lan Yiyou, who was pale and closed her eyes, and then landed slowly. Holding Lan Yiyou in her arms, the hand on her shoulder seemed to feel a wet and viscous liquid. She poked her head and saw that there was a smear of scarlet blood on her fair fingertips.

As soon as her complexion changed, Leng Qiushui quickly pulled back Lan Yiyou's neckline, and saw that the left side of her neck seemed to have been cut open by a sharp sword, the scarlet and glaring flesh and blood could be seen faintly, and the bean-sized blood droplets kept seeping into her body. Out, Leng Qiushui took a deep breath, and hastily stretched out his hand to press the palm of Lan Yiyou's neck. A light yellow aura slowly lingered on her wrist, continuously surging towards Lan Yiyou's wound.

"Master." Yin Li squeezed through the crowd and walked to Leng Qiushui's side. She looked at Lan Yiyou, who was lying in Leng Qiushui's arms with weak breath and closed eyes. A flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she turned her head to look at the ring. the other side of the

At the same time, Tianqing also caught Mu Chang who was falling. Like Lan Yiyou, Mu Chang was also seriously injured. The clothes on her shoulders seemed to be burned by fire, revealing a large piece of flesh. There were large and small deep wounds on her shoulders, and the wounds struck by lightning were scorched black and horrible, with blood oozing out little by little.

Changling Changlin, and Changqi Liuwen surrounded them. They anxiously looked at the dying Mu Chang, and looked blankly at Tianqing.

"What a powerful thunder and lightning." Tian Qing frowned, and after he sighed softly, he quickly picked up Mu Chang, and flew out of the Lun Taoist Hall with a little tiptoe.

"Master." Chang Ling and the others followed, and quickly followed.

The people who witnessed this scene began to discuss like a pot exploded.

"Here, the two fell into the ring together and passed out together. Isn't there going to be two leaders in this Dao Discussion Conference?"

"Unexpectedly, this female disciple from Fenghua Valley is also so powerful that she can even fight Mu Chang from Qingyun Palace."

"I don't think so. Although both of them fell down, they don't know whether they will live or die. In my opinion, if they can both survive, then they are two leaders. But what if one of them dies? Let's see who can survive... ..."

When Jiang Xundao was carried by Heichi to the Lun Dojo, it was already getting late, and almost all the people in the Lun Dojo had left. Jiang Xundao lay on Heichi's shoulder, and finally found someone who was cleaning. Brother Tianqinmen in the ring.

"Excuse me, senior brother." Jiang Xundao raised his head on Heichi's shoulder, looked at the senior brother with a pale face, and asked in a weak voice, "Is today's competition over?"

The senior brother was holding a broom, and saw a dirty and smelly little girl lying on top of a huge black bear demon. He frowned and took two steps back quickly, but after hesitating for a moment, he coughed Cough, said with a smile: "This... this girl came late, the competition ended early."

"Then what's the ending? Who won and who was injured?" Jiang Xundao asked after hearing the words.

After pondering for a while, the senior brother stroked his chin and said, "How should I put it? The disciples of Qingyun Palace and the disciples of Fenghua Valley had a tie. Maybe both won, but both of them were seriously injured. I don't know life or death, I said, little girl, you missed such an earth-shattering competition today, and you came so late."

Jiang Xundao struggled to sit up from Heichi's back, her pale complexion became paler, and she asked tremblingly, "Both don't know life and death?"

The senior brother nodded, his eyes lit up, and he said in amazement: "Yes, the beating was terrible. I took a look from a distance, and both of them were seriously injured. One neck was cut open by the sword, and the other shoulder was cut. A wound the size of a fist was pierced through, bloody and bloody. You said it was just a competition, why bother to fight with your life, the victory or defeat is just a name."

"Hei Chi, let's go." Jiang Xundao quickly patted Hei Chi on the shoulder, and before he could thank him, he drove Hei Chi away.

"Ah..." Seeing the man and the bear running away, the brother cleaning the ring, he reached out and waved his nose, and muttered, "I should take a bath first, why does a girl's body smell so bad. "