The weakest peak master? All my disciples are immortal kings and empresses.

"Junior sister, good body skills!"

Long Xiaoyun's eyes condensed.

Luo Xue's body skills were obviously beyond his imagination. He had never failed to use this move, but he didn't expect that Luo Xue could resolve it so easily.

Luo Xue didn't answer, but stepped on the snow and kept approaching Long Xiaoyun.

The Zhuhan Sword in his hand slashed out, and the icy sword energy rushed towards Long Xiaoyun.

The next second, his eyes were shocked, and he didn't understand what was going on.

He only felt that Luo Xue's sword energy seemed to be hidden in the sky of ice and snow, and his feet seemed to be blocked by the snow.

He soon realized that it was difficult to dodge with body skills in this situation, so he could only grit his teeth and block the sword energy with his backhand.

"Dang!"

The sword energy fell on Long Xiaoyun's Changxiao Sword, making a crisp metallic sound. Long Xiaoyun was shocked back two steps by the powerful sword energy and stopped.

He stared blankly at the base of his sword, which was frozen by ice crystals. If he tried to turn it, it would break like an ice sculpture.

He could only use his spiritual energy to shake the ice crystals away.

"The first move."

Su Changqing on the stage said with a confident smile.

The surrounding peak masters were also shocked by this scene. They didn't expect that Long Xiaoyun, who had just defeated Mo Wendao with ease, would be at a disadvantage in the first fight with Luo Xue.

Looking at this situation, Luo Xue really has the strength to win.

Chen Ming and Hong Changhong were so angry that their teeth itched.

One was because the person who defeated his apprentice actually suffered a loss at the hands of Su Changqing's apprentice. Isn't this equivalent to comparing size, and he became the smallest one?

The other was that he saw that Su Changqing's apprentice had the potential to win, so his plan to plan the thirteen peaks would most likely fail.

Off the stage, Long Xiaoyun quickly calmed down.

This time he decided not to hold back, otherwise he would become the Mo Wen Dao just now, and sooner or later he would be killed by Luo Xue's sword energy.

"Tianlong Sword Technique!"

Long Xiaoyun once again used the sword technique that he had just used to fight against Mo Wen Dao.

He jumped up with the Chang Xiao Sword in his hand, and the sword and the man became a huge blue dragon. The sword tip turned into a dragon's mouth and spewed out countless dragon breath sword energy.

The momentum was extraordinary, which made everyone smack their lips.

Luo Xue lightly touched the ground and landed, watching the dragon-like figure rushing towards him, and suddenly a voice rose in his heart.

"Disciple, you must know that when you draw your sword, you must be sharp, and the sword energy must be restrained."

When you draw your sword, you must be sharp, and the sword energy must be restrained!

"Fuxue Style!"

The Zhuhan Sword came out, and it was just lightly picked up in Luo Xue's hand.

For a moment, the snow between heaven and earth became more fierce, and Long Xiaoyun, who turned into a blue dragon, only felt the coldness of the sky and the earth coming.

Long Xiaoyun knew it was too late to put away his sword. Luo Xue's sword was right in front of him. He could only hold on in the cold weather and fight to the death.

He didn't ask to defeat Luo Xue with one blow, but to retreat from Luo Xue and buy himself some time to recover.

"Dangdangdang!"

The Zhuhan Sword and the Dragon Breath Sword Qi intertwined together, and crisp sounds continued to come. The disciples below the stage rushed forward to see what was going on.

But the falling snow was so blurry that they couldn't see how the two of them were fighting.

However, the Dragon Breath Sword Qi was indeed Long Xiaoyun's most confident move. After colliding with the sword Qi swung by Luo Xue, it dissipated at the same time.

At the same time, the two of them agreed in their hearts that there was no need for those fancy sword Qis, and they would return to the most primitive sword-to-sword confrontation.

Long Xiaoyun held the sword and stabbed Luo Xue. Luo Xue drew her sword and flew away, and stabbed back with a backhand move. Long Xiaoyun had no choice but to draw back the Changxiao Sword and use the sword body as the sword tip.

After the two of them fought like this for several times.

Long Xiaoyun was shocked. Luo Xue was not only one point better than him in sword moves, but even in the most common sword skills duel, she was several points better than him.

How could she be so skilled?

Could she really be the one in a million sword genius that the master mentioned? !

Long Xiaoyun was furious and kicked this idea out of his head fiercely.

No!

No!

The real sword genius is only me, Long Xiaoyun!

At this moment, Long Xiaoyun's momentum continued to soar. He stepped back and picked up the Changxiao Sword again, trying his best to use the last move: "Shocking Clouds, Wind and Thunder, Dragon Roaring in Nine Provinces!"

A vague long dragon appeared in the sky, it pushed aside the clouds, and the lantern-sized dragon eyes stared at Luo Xue.

"Roar!"

A dragon roared like thunder.

The shocking scene was so shocking that the clouds within a radius of ten miles were blown away. Everyone looked up at the vague long dragon in a daze, and they were all shocked by the movement.

This is the sword intent!

Long Xiaoyun actually comprehended the sword intent at this time. What a talent for swordsmanship. Even if others could not comprehend the sword intent in their entire lives, Long Xiaoyun, who was just 20 years old, comprehended it.

"Xing Feng, your disciple is too amazing, isn't he?"

"It's incredible that he can comprehend the sword spirit in battle. It won't be a problem for him to achieve great achievements in swordsmanship in the future. Xing Feng, your Three Peaks has produced a peerless immortal disciple! "

Several peak masters on the high platform praised him.

How could Xing Feng take advantage of such a disciple? If he had known that he had such talent, he would have risked his life to snatch this disciple. If he could comprehend the sword meaning, he might be able to comprehend other Dao meanings.

At this moment, Xing Feng, who had been calm all the time, smiled.

Without Luo Xue, Long Xiaoyun was not bad. Although he was a little behind in the first two sword moves and sword skills, at least he comprehended the sword meaning earlier than Luo Xue.

Chen Ming looked at Su Changqing proudly without saying anything.

Su Changqing smiled helplessly and shook his head.

Luo Xue had comprehended the sword meaning for more than half a month. Is it still a rare thing?

"Luo Xue, take a look at this move of senior brother! "

After saying that, Long Xiaoyun slashed down with a sword, and the long dragon appeared from the sky, moving its body and tearing through the space to dive straight towards Luo Xue.

But Luo Xue closed her eyes at this time, and one hand swept across the Zhuhan Sword, and the Zhuhan Sword instantly surged with icy light.

"A hall full of flowers intoxicates three thousand guests, and a sword frosts fourteen states."

When she opened her eyes again, Luo Xue's eyes had turned into ice crystals, and her aura continued to grow, even far exceeding that of Long Xiaoyun who had comprehended the sword intent at this time.

A sword will rose from Luo Xue's soul platform, and in an instant, frost and snow fell from the sky and the earth.

"Sword intent! Luo Xue actually comprehended the sword intent!"

"Oh my God! Is the sword intent something that is now commonplace? How come you have it and he has it too? This is going to be against the rhythm of heaven! "

" Ruixue sword meaning, could it be that the person who comprehended the sword meaning near Luoyun City half a month ago was Luo Xue from the Thirteenth Peak?"

Everyone has decided not to be surprised again. They were surprised too many times today.

I am afraid that the next thing they will encounter in their lives will be nothing more surprising than this.