Looking at the fairy weapon that Qiu Yi was taking out, Xu Ziyan felt happy. She did not expect that Qiu Yi was practicing music skills. At this time, he was sitting cross-legged, raised one hand, and drew his five fingers across the strings.

, a sound wave struck Xu Ziyan.

Qiu Yi knew that Xu Ziyan could teleport and was powerful, but he was still not afraid. He firmly believed that Xu Ziyan had no time to teleport under his own sound skills, and there was no chance to get close to him. Faced with it, Xu Ziyan had no time to teleport.

She can only passively defend against attacks from her own sound skills.

Xu Ziyan saw the sound waves coming towards him, spreading in the air, and rapidly turning into a sea of ​​fire. In the sea of ​​​​fire, there was another huge fire-god-like creature that had been half-formed, and its power had been disseminated unabashedly.

come out.

Xu Ziyan did not take out the five-color sword, but smiled and clapped his hands.

"Pa~~"

A syllable was emitted with the clapping of Xu Ziyan's hands, and the emerging Vulcan in the sea of ​​​​fire suddenly stopped.

"Pah~~pah~~pah~~"

Xu Ziyan's clapping sounds continued, the syllables kept changing, and the half-generated Vulcan began to shake.

Qiu Yizai looked shocked. He was a monk who practiced music skills, and he immediately heard that Xu Ziyan's music skills were much better than his.

"Boom~~"

The half-born Vulcan collapsed suddenly, and Xu Ziyan's figure suddenly appeared in front of Qiu Yizai, looking at him with a smile. Qiu Yizai's face turned red, and he knew that this was Xu Ziyan's mercy, otherwise he would have been killed with just one sword.

If you can kill yourself, you can at least kick yourself off the ring. He stood up from the ring in shame, held Qin in both hands, bowed slightly and said:

"Thank you, junior sister, for showing mercy!"

Xu Ziyan returned to her viewing platform, and after thinking about it, she called Xiaotu out and turned him into a palm-sized earth dragon lying on her shoulders. She asked him to wake her up tomorrow morning and immersed herself in the comprehension of earth.

In the sword intention.

Dawn.

Xu Ziyan was awakened by Xiaotu, took her into the purple smoke space, placed her in the air of chaos, and then flew towards the central square. She landed directly on a ring from the air. As soon as she fell, Nan Xiong also flew onto the ring.

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After the two people greeted each other, they stood opposite each other. Xu Ziyan took out the five-color sword and looked at Nanxiong. Her understanding of Nanxiong was limited to the fact that the other party was the peak of the late Immortal King, and her purpose was to continue fighting with monks like Canglan Sect.

Accumulating experience and understanding the monks of Canglan Sect, she is waiting for the other party to take action.

"Whoosh~~"

In Xu Ziyan's field of vision, Nan Xiong raised his hand and threw out a formation flag. Xu Ziyan looked stunned. Could it be that Nan Xiong was a formation cultivator?

At this moment, the laughter of a male cultivator sounded from the opposite side: "Junior Sister Xu, I am a cultivator from Tianji Peak, a formation cultivator. You have to be careful."

The other party's uprightness made Xu Ziyan feel a little good in her heart. And she also wanted to see how far the other party's formation had been practiced, so she moved the spirit of Formation One to her own sea of ​​consciousness, but she did not move her own

The control of the body was given to Formation One, but the souls of the two people shared a sea of ​​consciousness and observed Nanxiong's formation there through his eyes.

"Zhenyi, can you see what state he is in?"

Zhenyi's voice was very disdainful: "Roughly speaking, it is an eighth-grade early stage realm!"

"Oh!" Xu Ziyan suddenly lost interest. She was not a formation cultivator originally. She was not interested in setting up formations, so she lost the energy to continue competing with the opponent. At this time, a thick fog had enveloped the entire arena, and under the arena

The monks could no longer see clearly what was happening on the stage.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Do you even need to ask? One is ranked 90th and the other is ranked 18th. Who do you think will win?"

"It's hard to say! Xu Ziyan has done a lot of unexpected things!"

"She is doomed this time! Didn't you see that when Nanxiong set up the formation, she was still standing there stupidly? Now that Nanxiong's formation is complete, even if it were you, would you be able to win?"

"No!" The monk shook his head decisively and said, "If there is still some confidence before his formation is completed."

At this time, Nanxiong's formation has been set up. At the same time, in Xu Ziyan's sea of ​​consciousness, the formation is constantly moving and drawing a path within the sea of ​​consciousness. This path is the most direct way to reach Nanxiong through the formation.

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Xu Ziyan remembered this path, opened the Kunpeng Eye, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

The thick fog above the ring gradually dissipated, and Xu Ziyan was still standing opposite Nan Xiong with a smile, but the distance between the two people was very close at this time, so close that Xu Ziyan could chop down Nan Xiong with just a wave of the five-color sword in his hand.

The arena. And Nan Xiong had a confused look on his face.

"Senior Brother Nan?" Xu Ziyan called softly.

Nanxiong suddenly woke up, cupped his hands towards Xu Ziyan and said: "I give up!"

Xu Ziyan took a step back, and Xu Ziyan sent back the soul of Formation One. Just as he was about to fly off the ring, he heard a voice from under the ring:

"Xu Ziyan, I am Li Zhen from the top of Dan Peak. I am at the peak of the late Immortal King's cultivation and ranked fourth on the king list. Do you dare to fight me tomorrow?"

Xu Ziyan looked stunned. This kind of challenge in the competition is all about those with lower rankings. The challenge issued by Nanxiong yesterday can also be seen as Nanxiong's joking mentality when he saw Xu Ziyan constantly challenging the monks with the first names.

Challenge yourself, but this Li Zhen may not be that simple, after all, she comes from the top of Dan.

However, Xu Ziyan could not refuse at this time, nor did he want to refuse, so he nodded and accepted the competition, flew down the ring, and returned to Yijian Peak.

On the viewing platform, Xu Ziyan was still immersed in the sword of earth. Suddenly the earth dragon lying on Xu Ziyan's shoulder raised his head and looked to the left.

Two figures fell from the sky, glanced at Xu Ziyan who was comprehending on the wall viewing platform, hesitated for a moment, and finally called out:

"Little junior sister!"

Xu Ziyan woke up from the realization, turned around and saw the second senior brother and third senior sister, she put away her sword and flew towards them, saying with a smile on her face:

"Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Sister."

"Junior sister, I heard that you accepted Li Zhen's challenge today?"

"Well!" Xu Ziyan looked in her heart and nodded.

"Alas~~" Xindao looked at Xu Ziyan for a long time, and finally turned into a sigh: "Little sister, since you have already accepted the challenge, you must prepare well. Let me introduce Li Zhen's situation to you first."

"Thank you, Second Senior Brother!"

The three of them sat on the ground. Their expressions were very serious and they said in a solemn voice: "Little junior sister, you must be more careful in tomorrow's battle. Li Zhen is the daughter of Li Wuyao, the master of Danding Peak. She practices water mutation skills.

He uses magic and ice skills, has a cold and arrogant temperament, cold-blooded methods, and his combat power is also amazing.

And since she is challenging you as Li Wuyao's daughter, you must be mentally prepared for a life-and-death battle. Tomorrow, your third senior sister and I will go to watch the battle for you. If you feel defeated, surrender immediately and don't let Li Zhen kill you.

Your chance..."

Dan Peak.

Li Wuyao looked at his daughter standing in front of him. He was very satisfied with this daughter. The water-attribute mutated spiritual root and ice spiritual root allowed Li Zhen's cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds, but she had already reached the level of Immortal King at less than five hundred years old.

Peak in the later period. His talent even surpassed that of his eldest son.

"Zhen'er, are you sure you can kill Xu Ziyan in the ring tomorrow?"

A trace of disdain flashed in Li Zhen's eyes, and she said coldly: "No problem!"

Li Wuyao sighed softly in his heart. His daughter was good at everything, but her temper was too cold. After thinking for a moment, he turned over his hands and took out a piece of treasured clothing from the storage ring and said:

"Zhen'er, you already have a late-grade ninth-grade peak offensive immortal weapon in your hand. This Ice Luo Yi is the late-grade ninth-grade peak defensive immortal weapon that my father just bought from Wanbaofeng today. You can take it to be refined.

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A trace of emotion flashed in Li Zhen's cold eyes, and she took the Bingluo Yi with both hands and said: "Father, don't worry, tomorrow is the day Xu Ziyan will die."

On the stage.

Xu Ziyan's eyes passed over Li Zhen's body, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes. The other party was actually wearing a late-grade ninth-grade peak defensive fairy weapon. And in his hand was also a late-grade ninth-grade peak fairy sword. This gave Xu Ziyan's advantage

Instantly lowered, her body was only in the early stage of the ninth-grade immortal weapon, and could not withstand the peak late-stage ninth-grade fairy weapon in Li Zhen's hands. Moreover, because she was accustomed to the strength of her own body, she even forgot to wear a defensive immortal weapon this time.

In terms of attack power, although the five-color sword in his hand is an innate fairy treasure, there is a gap between his own cultivation and his opponent's. This gives him no advantage in attack.

At this time, both parties had already saluted, and Li Zhen stopped talking nonsense with Xu Ziyan. A cold light flashed in her eyes, and she stabbed Xu Ziyan with a sword.

Following her stab, thousands of ice swords appeared in the air and whizzed towards Xu Ziyan. The coldness hit her face, and the entire space seemed to be frozen.

Xu Ziyan's nerves immediately tightened, and she was no longer able to use the big move at this time, because the entire ring was almost filled with Li Zhen's sword. Unless Xu Ziyan moved out of the ring, but then she would lose. And Xu Ziyan could not defend herself.

, her body cannot resist the late ninth-grade peak fairy sword.

There is only attack against attack.

In an instant, Xu Ziyan brought the fire attribute to the end of his fortune, and the five-color sword became like a flame. The sword of fire spurted out, like a volcano erupting, and the magma spewed out to meet the cold ice on the opposite side.

"Hiss, hiss..."

Fire and ice collided in the air, causing white mist to rise.

"Thousands of miles of ice!"

The long sword in Li Zhen's hand trembled sharply in the air. As the fairy sword trembled, mysterious sword patterns spurted out. The whole space was freezing rapidly. Xu Ziyan was like a fish in a lake in winter. The lake gradually froze, leaving behind

The space given to her is getting smaller and smaller.

Although Xu Ziyan's sword intent was vertical and horizontal, the gap in cultivation caused the vertical and horizontal sword intent to hit the wall everywhere, and the cold oppression came from everywhere.

Xu Ziyan's sword intent seemed to be gradually freezing, and her face became a little pale.

On the high platform, Li Donglai smiled enviously and said: "Brother, you have a good daughter!"

Li Wuyao smiled proudly and said: "Zhen'er told me yesterday that Xu Ziyan will definitely be killed by the sword within three moves!"

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