Linghu laughed at the other two and felt a little relieved.

But then, everyone's eyes gathered on Mo Hua.

Cheng Momo looked at Mo Hua and asked curiously: "Senior Brother, do you know this... Fairy Duanmu?"

Ink painting shakes his head.

"There were no grudges before?"

"No……"

"Then she just...want to kill you?"

Mo Hua nodded, "It seems."

Cheng Mo was a little confused.

When I met for the first time, I wanted to kill my junior brother?

Situ Jian was careful and asked, "Senior Brother, did you say something to her just now?"

Mo Hua did not deny it and nodded, "I saw that there was something wrong with her practice, so I kindly reminded her."

Cheng Mo was curious: "What did you remind her?"

"I……"

Before Mo Hua could speak, Situ Jian immediately stopped him, "Stop talking, younger brother, no one can say it."

The young senior brother only said one thing, and Fairy Duanmu of Wanxiao Sect wanted to kill him on the spot.

If the junior brother said this and they all heard it, then all of them would probably be held in grudges.

So, it's better not to say it.

This sentence carries the naked "killing intention" of the most genius of Wanxiao Sect. They do not have the pattern of a junior brother, so they are not worthy of knowing it.

At the same time, Situ Jian sighed in his heart and said with emotion:

"The younger brother is worthy of being the younger brother, and he is born to mock the holy body."

"In just one sentence, the genius fairy, who has always been cold, wishes to kill him..."

Cheng Mo sighed too.

But in his sigh, he was more impressed:

"The younger brother is worthy of being the younger brother. With just one sentence, the most proud fairy in Qianxue can 'never forget' him..."

Mo Hua looked depressed.

Situ Jian thought for a moment and said, "Senior Brother, you have to be careful when discussing the sword later. Duanmu Qing probably won't let you go."

Linghu Xiao also looked at the ink painting with some concern.

Cheng Mo was the same, but he was a little envious in his worries.

Mo Hua frowned, "It shouldn't be..."

This is a sword contest. She is a genius of the sect after all, so she can't "revenge private revenge"...

...

Then the formal discussion on swordsmanship.

Duanmu Qing was catching Mo Hua to kill him throughout the whole scene.

All the secretly secretly taught by Wanxiao Sect were thrown to Mo Hua with all the magic spells and magic.

I wish I could tear the ink painting into pieces.

The rocks were cut by golden light.

The forest was burned by the fire.

The mud was engulfed by quicksand.

The entire sword competition venue was subjected to the dense and surging "spell bombing" of Duanmu Qing, the top spell genius of Wanxiao Sect, and immediately began to transform.

Even Mo Hua could only escape in a panic by relying on his body skills.

This was the first time he had experienced the power of the top spiritual cultivation.

In his previous understanding, Senior Sister Murong Caiyun's Taixu Xiaguang spell was already strong enough.

But Duanmu Qing's magical attainments are obviously going to a higher level.

Duanmu is clear, with noble bloodlines, the fifth-grade Duanmu family's direct line, the highest-grade spiritual root, and the best-grade exercises are practiced.

The martial arts of the sky have almost reached the extreme, and the spiritual power is as vast as the sea.

Moreover, Duanmuqing's spiritual root type is the best five elements spiritual root.

The Big Five Elements Spiritual Roots are only one word different from the "Little Five Elements Spiritual Roots" in the ink painting, but the difference between the two is completely different.

The great five elements spiritual roots have high spiritual roots, large spiritual capacity, and the five elements are generated and restrained, and they are integrated into one cycle, which is also strong in affinity for the five elements.

This type of spiritual root monk has a higher understanding of the laws of the five elements of heaven and earth.

Learning the Five Elements spells faster, and the spells cast are also more powerful.

In comparison, the small five elements spiritual roots of ink painting are extremely simple.

The only characteristic is that it can learn the five elements magic.

Apart from this, it is just a "blank" spiritual root, with nothing.

Compared with the two, if Duanmu Qing’s big five elements spiritual root is a tall cave, the small five elements spiritual root of the ink painting is purely a broken house.

Duanmu Qing's magical system is also very similar to ink painting.

Duanmuqing was born in Wanxiao Sect and practiced the "Wanxiao Dao Method" of Wanxiao Sect. It is a bit similar to the "Everything of All Methods" of ink painting.

Of course, Duanmu Qing's magic is not as fast as Mo Hua.

The five elements are flowing, and they are not as natural as ink painting.

But the spells she practiced had higher grades, larger ranges, stronger power, and with the best spiritual roots, top-grade martial arts, and huge amounts of spiritual power, the huge number of spiritual powers, and the full force of exerting them, for a moment, a "river of spells" flowed through the entire mountain.

In the sword-conference field, spells flow everywhere.

Explosions came one after another.

Ink painting "Running with your head in your arms".

Outside the swordsmanship, the audience applauded and felt it was very satisfying!

"Okay! It's worthy of being the Fairy Duanmu!"

"Use his own way to use his own body and use magic to blow this stinky brat in Mohua!"

"Make this kid arrogant, despicable and insidious every day, and now he has finally been punished."

Someone exclaimed: "The magic of Fairy Duanmu is truly unparalleled in the world..."

Someone was sad and depressed: "It's not only strong, but also beautiful."

"Beautiful and fairy-like, and without fireworks."

"When will it be great if Fairy Duanmu can look at me, just look at me..."

"Can you have some promising luck?"

"that is……"

There are also some young talents with a little ambition and sighed:

"I just hope that in this life, I can compete with Fairy Duanmu at the sword contest, show what I have learned in front of her, and compete with her. Even if I die at the hands of the fairy in the end, I will die without regrets..."

There is a lot of sighs in words, and there is still a little tragic.

The sect disciples who were watching the battle thought of fighting with a fairy who was above the top of an iceberg and was untainted by the world.

Thinking of the scene where the two people intertwined Taoism.

When I thought of the sad and sad scene when I died at the fairy's hands, I felt a little envy and fascination.

But soon, someone told the ugly truth:

"Your wish... seems to be fulfilled by that stinky brat in Mohua."

It was like a basin of cold water in the head, and everyone's face turned dark immediately.

As a genius in the sect, Mo Hua has been discussing swordsmanship with the fairy.

He also used spells to fight with the fairy.

Now, he is indeed going to die at the fairy's hands.

The "wish" they were so eager for, Mo Hua, was indeed the only thing that "died in Duanmuqing" was realized.

Some young talents felt a little sour in their mouths as if they had eaten flies.

Many people even began to say silently in their hearts:
To be continued...