Since Bai Er is so confident, she naturally has to believe him.

Yun Zheng slightly raised the rattle in his hand, and in that moment, a faint pink smoke quickly emerged and gathered in the middle of the ring.

A rough and unrestrained laughter came from the ring, "I want to see what the spirit of this rattle is like? Could it be a three-year-old baby? Hahaha..."

Soon, the voices of the crowd came to an abrupt end.

Because the transformed human form is really shocking.

The long pink hair fell behind his shoulders. His face was gray, but his facial features were very beautiful. He looked indifferent, his long gown stood tall, and his dark eyes seemed to have a feeling of contempt for the world. He was holding the handle of the rattle in his left hand.

Although Bai Er is a little shorter than the old man's sword spirit, his auras are comparable.

The moment Nishino Weifeng saw Bai Er, she was a little surprised, but soon became calmer, because when she saw the rattle in the hand of this little friend Yun, she intuitioned that the rattle was an extraordinary item.

Now it seems that she guessed it right.

The old man from Jianling raised his eyes and stared at Bai Er seriously, "My name is Qingteng."

Bai 20: "Fourteenth 20."

After the two of them reported their names, the atmosphere on the ring instantly opened.

The people who had been belittling the rattle just now were a little speechless because the rattle weapon spirit was not easy to mess with at first glance!

Although it is not easy to mess with, he can't beat Jian Ling Qingteng.

The next moment, everyone was instantly attracted to their attention.

On the ring, the sword spirit Qingteng took the lead in attacking Bai Er. Qingteng used the sword intention as a guide, and the phantom of the blue-patterned Gu Teng sword formed from his palm, and suddenly attacked Bai Er's chest.

Bai Erwei stepped back for a distance without expression.

With a slight lift of his right hand, a sharp mysterious force quickly rushed towards the phantom of the sword.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the powerful aura of both sides spread instantly.

Almost everyone under the ring felt a palpitation.

Too strong!

They knew that the sword spirit Qing Teng was strong, but they didn't expect that the rattle spirit was so strong. This really corresponds to the truth: people should not behave like a person, and the sea water should not be measured!

And this scene fell into the eyes of Dai Xiuzhu and others, and they were also very shocked.

"Junior Sister Yun..."

Dai Xiuzhu murmured in surprise, "There is such a powerful trump card! You must know that the other party is the sword spirit of the Qingwen Guten Sword! In Langzhou, there are almost no magical artifacts that can match it. As far as I know, the dean's White Bone Sword is one of them!"

"Boss is so good! Boss's spirit is so good!" Qi Po shouted excitedly.

Seeing this, Sun Zi was also infected by Qi Po next to him. He raised his hand and shouted wildly: "Come on! Come on!"

Mu Yin sneered lightly, "Scholar."

But when he saw Bai Er pushing the old sword spirit back a few steps away, his eyes lit up and he couldn't help shouting excitedly: "Fourteenth 20, don't be polite, fuck him! Take out your rattle! Get on!"

Yan Chen: "..."

Feng Xinglan: "..."

When Sun Dongling heard their shouts, she felt a little uncomfortable. She looked up at Senior Brother Yuezhou next to her.

Senior Brother Yuezhou's eyes will still fall on Senior Sister Yun.

Why did Senior Sister Yun always focus on Senior Sister Yun after she came? She knew Senior Sister Yun was excellent, but she didn't want Senior Brother Yuezhou to look at other women.

Senior Brother Yuezhou was bullied before, but his heart was not on Qiu Manlan and the others.

But now...

Dai Xiuzhu noticed that Sun Dongling was silent and thought she was unwell. She asked with concern: "Dongling, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Should you go and take a rest first?"

Yuezhou also heard these words. He turned to look at Sun Dongling and asked softly: "Dongling, are you uncomfortable?"

Sun Dongling was wearing a mask, and no one could see the subtle expression on her face. She nodded silently, "Senior Brother Yuezhou, I have a headache. Can you accompany me to sit next to me?"

Yuezhou was about to respond, but he didn't expect Dai Xiuzhu to take it first.

"Yuezhou's cultivation level is low and cannot protect you. Let Senior Brother Dai take you to a seat not far away."

After Dai Xiuzhu said that, he immediately pulled Sun Dongling's arm through the crowd and walked out in the direction outside.

"Senior Brother..." Sun Dongling wanted to speak but stopped, and frequently looked back at Yuezhou, so anxious that he almost broke free from Dai Xiuzhu's hand.

"Senior brother is here." Dai Xiuzhu responded naturally.

Sun Dongling was so depressed that he was panicked.

She didn't want Senior Brother Dai to accompany her, but wanted Senior Brother Yuezhou to accompany her!

Now, her mood was even worse.

…

The battle was very fierce on the ring.

Bai Er's movement speed was extremely fast, and he could almost avoid 60% of the attacks of the sword spirit Qingteng, while the remaining 40% was blocked by Bai Er's active counterattack.

The two spirits have been in a stalemate.

Bai Er never used the rattle in his left hand, and the sword spirit Qingteng did not use his real strength. It seemed that these rounds were all testing.

Weifeng Nishino looked at Bai Er, then looked up at the little girl standing in the distance opposite. Although the little girl was young, she had a natural aura when she stood there, which was not to be underestimated.

Which junior is this?

Sudden--

Qingteng's body flashed and landed on the ground. His palms were facing down and his five fingers suddenly closed.

In an instant, his hand instantly pulled a sword from the gap in the space below. This sword was dozens of times stronger than the sword shadow just now.

As soon as the long sword came out, the entire arena was shrouded by a powerful sword energy, and the space air flow made a crisp crackling sound.

In the air, some thunder and lightning sword intent that turned into substance can be seen faintly.

Flashing!

When everyone saw this scene, they widened their eyes.

Even Feng Xinglan's face couldn't help but be a little solemn. What a strong thunder sword intent, no, the weapon spirit itself is the sword intent. Using sword to transform mind and mind to be born, is the way of sword!

At this time, Yun Zheng's face became a little solemn.

These sword intents that turned into substance were somewhat beyond her expectations, but they were also reasonable.

She stared at Bai Er's back.

At this moment, Qingteng's long sword was lifted, and his figure was so fast that he could not see the phantom. He came to Bai Er's face, and the sword body had already emerged, and the sword intent instantly exploded and attacked Bai Er's chest!

clang!

The thunder sword intent that turned into substance in the air had turned into a formation without everyone paying attention.

Boom boom boom boom-

Use the sword intent array to control the range that Bai Er can escape, and carry out the most effective attack!

Just as the sword was about to pierce Bai Er's chest, Bai Er's eyelashes suddenly raised slightly, and his gray face was a bit terrifying.

Dong!

Bai Er tweaked the rattle in his left hand.

In an instant, the sword was stopped in mid-air.
Chapter completed!