Yun Fang walked down from the stage with a dejected head, leaving only Yu Qing with a cold face.

For a moment, people from the Demon Cult rush to try, but no one dared to step forward. After a while, a stingy mouse head, wearing purple clothes on her body. She walked to the stage with her hands and feet twisted her hands and feet, and then said, "Xiaoyue sent Liu Dong to ask for advice, so I hope the senior sister Yu will show mercy."

On the corridor

Qi Duzi frowned and asked Yuanyangzi next to him: "Brother Yuan, why haven't I heard of this Essence Moon Sect?"

Yuan Yangzi murmured: "Xieyue Sect is a small sect just released in Daxuegou. It is not necessary to be surprised by the seven sect masters."

The Seven Poisons said "Oh".

North ring stage

I saw a white light rising from the ground, like a hill, moving quickly and violently. Liu Dong's face suddenly changed and became bloodless. Then, he sacrificed his magic weapon, which was a blood-stricken evil sword, with a moon-shaped sword body carved. Only when Liu Dong heard "drink" the evil sword's blood light was bursting; in just breathing, a blood wall was formed.

The roaring and white light hit the blood wall; a muffled sound suddenly sounded like thunder. At some point, Yu Qing's fairy sword had left his palm and touched the evil sword. The light shone everywhere, and the evil sword shot out from the ground reflected on Liu Dong's cheek. Liu Dong felt that his cheek was a little hot; he couldn't help but shouted loudly; a blood arrow sprayed out from his mouth, hitting the evil sword. The blood light of the evil sword suddenly rose and wrapped around the immortal sword; the light of the fairy sword gradually disappeared, and Yu Qing's face was solemn, and the next moment, the corner of his mouth was gently chanting.

The immortal sword seemed to be driven by someone; retreated three feet away, and then the white light was made, rolling around endlessly, like a dragon climbing over the sea, and suddenly attacked the evil sword deep in the red light.

"Click"

The evil sword was cut off by a sword. Liu Dong looked at the broken sword in front of him in disbelief, his cheeks were pale.

"You lost"

From the edge of the sky, above the clouds; a few hot winds are blowing through the thick clouds.

On the four arenas, all kinds of brilliance bloomed and bombarded everywhere; from time to time, there were roars of roar, and the gorgeous light was easily seen. It was also fortunate that Lin Yulei built the four arenas to solidly, otherwise he would not be able to hold back and forth bombing these juniors. People like the three factions and other ranks rushed to the arena without any rules, but there were very few people rushing to the north. It was not that she had a deep cultivation, but that she was as cold as ice, which made the people on stage silence like cicadas, and often could only exert 80% of their strength.

Beauty! It looks like a piece of ice shining under the sun in the Arctic, sprinkling with colorful colors, but it is full of coldness.

After she won eight consecutive games, no one rushed to Taiwan again.

A woman stands quietly there, and there seems to be a lot hidden in her heart? How many are worth hiding?

The wind tugged over her hair, but she could not lift her veil at all. The clothes danced gently.

It seems that the world doesn’t say she cares about it? Why do you care?

On the east corridor, everyone in the Demon Cult looked dejected. Gong Jiu, who had a high level of cultivation, did not come because of something! Bai Yanqing, as the acting leader of Yanyue Pavilion, could not go on stage to compete.

Luan Kong's face was solemn. Why did Gong Jiu not come? She said she would definitely come on the third day! And she approved the holiday again. He said that the brother of the brother of the uncle's sister's son, the younger brother of the classmate, was beaten by a man with a high level of cultivation. At first, he would never approve his holiday, but he said: The person who bang Hausen was probably Yue Minfan.

He approved him and ordered that if it was Yue Minfan, he would kill it. He glanced at Lin Yulei and was indeed not Yue Minfan. He was secretly happy, but Gong Jiu did not come, so he made up a reason and said that his father was dead.

At this moment, I felt something was wrong. If Yu Qing had no opponent, then their Demon Sect would be defeated; the morale would definitely fall in the competition tomorrow. Just when everyone was disappointed, a green light shone through the sky and pointed on the northern ring.

On the corridor of the Demon Cult, the elders and others breathed a sigh of relief because they all had selfish intentions and knew that their personal disciples were not Yu Qing's opponents. If they were on stage, they were either damaged or broken, the elder was so stupid. Yuan Yangzi chuckled, and Qi Duzi hurriedly asked: "Brother Yuan, who is on the stage?"

Yuanyangzi smiled and said, "It's the little girl."

For a moment, I felt extremely ashamed of myself.

A figure slowly walked out of the green light, attracting all the eyes. She walked towards the center of the ring and turned around her eyes.

Everyone saw her as beautiful as dust, with fine facial features, white and red skin, which was as beautiful as the painting, and it was hard to describe.

"Ah! Beauty"

"Perfect Beauty"

"Hi! My name is Fang Dabi, I have time to meet you."

With the sounds going on, in the blink of an eye, the corridor below the stage was all looking away.

The woman in green said, "The Demon Cult Yuan Fengfei, come here to ask for advice." Her voice was crisp and delicate, making people feel involuntarily moved.

Yu Qing looked at Yuan Fengfei, her eyes were full of solemnity, and she said lightly: "Jianlouyuqing"

For a moment, the field was extremely quiet, and there was a huge storm hidden under the silence. But Yu Qing saw that she was young and energetic, and finally pulled out her fairy sword and couldn't help but take action first.

Her fairy sword was collected from the essence of Xuepo in the depths of the North Pole, and was named Juechen. At this moment, she waved her dazzling light, and no one grabbed Juechen. With Yu Qing's cultivation level, she drove forward and set off a huge cyclone, and stabbed Yuan Fengfei with Juechen as the core.

Yuan Fengfei retreated a few meters, then pulled out a hairpin with a faint brilliance from the top of her head. The hairpin was about seven inches and was light green all over. I saw Yuan Fengfei's two white fingers holding the hairpin; gently tapping towards Juechen.

With a clang, the tip of the hairpin and the tip of the sword hit each other. The next moment, the dazzling white light quickly disappeared, and the white shadow reflected on the ring also hurriedly walked straight away.

Above the Northwest Corridor,

Lin Yulei's eyes had been looking at Xiangbei's arena for a long time. When did he sigh and said, "Qinglong Chai, I didn't expect it! It seems that Yu Qing has little chance of winning!" Fengyun Zhenren stared at the woman from the beginning. Although Yu Qing covered her veil, she gave Fengyun Zhenren a familiar feeling. Her movements and habits were like a person, the woman deep in her heart. This scene made Fengyun Zhenren seem to return to the woman in the martial arts meeting of the Sword Tower sixty years ago, Jingyun.

Although she followed her master, her shocking glance was deeply imprinted in her heart. At this time, Jingyun's frown and smile surged into Fengyun's real man's mind, dancing with his head. His eyes were a little confused, and he didn't wake up until Lin Yulei spoke.

"Qinglong Chai! It's been so many years, but I didn't expect it to appear again." The voice of the Emperor Flower in the Xueyao suddenly rang.

North ring stage

The two of them had fought for hundreds of rounds, and somehow they were evenly matched and evenly matched. Qinghui's white light collided from time to time. Yu Qing felt that if this continued, his true energy would be exhausted and he would definitely lose. He couldn't help but his pupils quickly magnified, and a series of ancient sword curses came out of the veil.

Juechen suddenly became bigger and quickly decomposed the Qi sword.

Ten...twenty... Finally, the ring was covered with sword shadows and qi swords. Even in the sky and under the thick clouds, there were hundreds of qi swords. They rotated on the northern ring, covering everything. Yu Qing's white gaunt's face quickly turned white, from white red to pale, and fragrant sweat rolled down.

When the weather sword hit Yuan Fengfei, her figure was like a dragon downstream of the sword, bounced the sun and the moon, and the lightning and fire-like kung fu, and had changed several positions. It was just the air sword in the sky, like a cone of the tarsus, chasing Yuan Fengfei tightly.

Suddenly, a great momentum enveloped Yuan Fengfei, and the main sword of Juechen was pressed down with a bang. The red light on Yuan Fengfei's body was rising, and the Qinglong Chai was gathered on her head at some point. At this critical moment, the Qinglong Chai actually exuded a strange red light mixed with the light. Her figure moved horizontally, and a part of the Qi Sword attacked Yuan Fengfei who was moving horizontally. "Ding Ding!" After the Qi Sword touched the Red Light, they dissipated one after another.

There was a roar, like the thunder in the sky blew up the edge of my ears.

The ring built by giant wood was split into pieces and collapsed down, and small pieces of wood chips flew in the sky. The green light shone white light like a celestial girl scattering flowers; it spread rapidly, and a dark red light enveloped the falling green dragon hairpin. In an instant, it retreated back to the two magic weapons like a long whale sucking water. Yuan Fengfei's figure appeared in front of Yu Qing like a ghost, stretching out his simple hand; and grabbed the Qi sword that shielded Yu Qing in front of him.

Seeing that the chance of winning was in sight, Yu Qing's face was extremely pale. She half-kneeled on an undamaged ring. After her hand touched the Qi sword, Yu Qing smiled. She could no longer hold on and fainted. Yuan Fengfei's hand had already grabbed the Qi sword, and a cold breath turned into a cold current spreading from Yuan Fengfei's palm to her arm.

If it were her usual practice, with her cultivation level, how could this Qi sword hurt her at all? It was just that the true qi was consumed just because she had just used the Great Blood Refining technique. And the cold aura of this Qi sword came from there, and her eyes were staring at the Qi sword at this moment; a white bead attached to it slowly flowed.

"What bead is this? So weird"

The cold breath had not yet waited for Yuan Fengfei's defense, or it was too late; it had already hit the mind. A strange cold became colder and colder, and the next moment; I never knew what happened again?

Meng Ruhua's figure flew straight to Yuqing like fire, wrapped in Yuqing and flew towards Zixiao Lei Tower with magic weapons. When Yuan Fengfei fell down, a stream of air held the falling Yuan Fengfei, and a man wrapped in clouds appeared in front of her and hugged her. In an instant, the two figures disappeared.

The high cultivation level surprised everyone.

Yuanyangzi murmured in his heart: "Go, go where you want to go, Dad will never stop you again. Let's go with your beloved!"

No one said this? But no one knew that both sides were hurt.

Under the arena, everyone sighed. Some were envious, some were jealous, and some were inquiring about the names of two women. How could they look like a cultivator?

When he was young, Fengyun Zhenren whispered: "Sect Master, Yu Qing's cultivation is so high, is his origin normal?" In fact, it is digging a pit to find ants. Asking this question mainly means to knock out some information from the Sect Master, even if it is only a little; it is enough.

Lin Yulei thought for a while and said, "Oh! Ruhua once told me that she met Yu Qing in Wuhua Town, Nanyue. At that time, Yuqing said that her parents were ordinary people, and their parents had already left. Ruhua saw that she was so pitiful, so she took her in."

"oh!"
Chapter completed!