Seeing Leng Zhao sacred the flying sword, Tanluo also threw out the firewood axe: "Feihong!"

Everyone felt that the light in front of them was dazzling and dazzling, and subconsciously closed their eyes. Ω   81Δ Chinese     When the light gradually weakened, when they opened their eyes again, they saw a magic sword standing in the rays of the sunset. The sword body was as thin as a cicada's wings, the blade was as bright as autumn frost, the colorful lights were as colorful as the sword energy.

"Good sword!" everyone praised, and even the elders sitting in the pavilion in the sky could not help but get up and look at it.

"This sword has a strong spiritual power and looks like an ancient thing, but I don't think of any magical sword as 'Feihong'. Junior Sister Qing Mu, can you recognize this sword?" Elder Qing Feng asked in confusion.

"I have never heard of this sword, and there is no record in the ancient books of the Six Realms." Qing Mu shook his head and replied. At this moment, she was standing in the pavilion and staring at the girl in the venue. However, the girl's face seemed familiar, where had she seen it?

At the same time, on another fairy island in the air, thin gauze curtains hung around the pavilion, accompanied by the crisp and pleasant sound of jade wind chimes, the gauze curtains blew in the wind, revealing two handsome and slender figures.

"Tianzun, you will lose two games today. If you don't care, I will win this game." The man in the breeze picked up Bai Zi and left with ease. "If you care about that disciple, why did you withdraw from the review?"

The man in purple clothes sitting opposite looked down with a gentle and affectionate look. Only her, he could not calculate the future. It was precisely because he cared too much that instead of sitting in the judges' seat as the founder of the school, ignoring everything and only looking at the winners and losers, it was better to abandon the rules and regulations and protect them secretly.

The man in purple clothes was calm and indifferent, with his cold tone without any emotion: "What about you, Master Ziyou, why did you withdraw from the review?"

The man in scorching his lips, and there were only the people of the world in his compassionate eyebrows. He glanced at the girl in the field and said calmly: "The Heavenly Lord even gave the divine sword of the Saint Chen Ge to the female cultivator. If I don't withdraw from the judge, I'm afraid I will be threatened by you day and night."

The other party's words seemed rude, but it was a fact. If he continued to serve as the final judge, he would indeed force Ziyou because he was worried that Tan Luo would not be elected. However, after all, he was the lord of the human world and the founder of the Immortal Cultivation World. How could the true god who had lived for millions of years bow in front of this younger generation? So the man in purple shirt said in an unknown sense: "The leader of Ziyou should be very interested in Leng Zhao, but today's duel, he has no chance of winning."

"How is that possible? Although the female cultivator has better cultivation, Leng Zhao's swordsmanship is beyond the reach of all the disciples." Qing Ziyou frowned, not to mention that the destructive power in the female cultivator's body had long been strengthened and sealed by the Heavenly Lord.

The man in purple dress casually threw a black man out and smiled and said, "Isn't Master Ziyou sure that I will threaten you for that female cultivator? Why don't you believe in my judgment?"

Qing Ziyou was slightly stunned. He has only been in the process of cultivating immortals for only ten thousand years. He has seen countless people and encountered countless things. He is like a cultivator who is hardworking and hardworking than him, but in the end he can gain a foothold on a high place. He only believes that fate is determined by heaven. He, along with the elders and the masters of each peak, is not very talented and talented. Although he does not know much about the entanglement between the female cultivator and the Heavenly Lord, delusions are better than Leng Zhao!

Tanluo was standing in the swordsman arena at this moment and didn't care about the outside world's attention. Since her opponent was a talented monk like Leng Zhao, she didn't want to hide and pretend to be low-key. Seeing that the other party was not in a hurry to take action, Tanluo planned to fight and use the fifth style of Shengtian swordsmanship, "Treading the Snow and Not Seal", and pinched the sword in her right hand to attack.

When Leng Zhao saw her attack, he also used the sword to resist. Shengtian's sword technique was used to the fullest, and the sword moves were transformed flexibly and smoothly. The flying sword was as fast as lightning in the air, so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to capture, which was amazing.

He is worthy of being the first genius cultivator in physical cultivation. Only after Tanluo opened his heavenly eyes could he see the trajectory of the flying sword clearly. He could integrate the same set of sword techniques into his own style and understand the true meaning. I am afraid that only Leng Zhao is the only disciple among the disciples, which is beyond the reach of people.

But no matter how strong the opponent is, the number one disciple of Guiyan Peak is not a good deal. The more invincible the opponent is, the more he will feel, the more he will feel. In her words, she will be to beat the opponent and make the butt urinate, and even his parents don’t recognize him.

"Leng Zhao's swordsmanship is indeed well-known. If I go up to the duel, I will definitely lose within ten moves."

"You can stick to ten moves, and I need three moves."

"You guess how many moves can Tanluo stick to?"

"Well, there are thirty moves so far, and I really can't tell. How many times does this wood-cutting girl have? This competition is exciting!"

"What a fast sword, I was so dazzling. I told you, if this wasn't a duel between swords, the magic sword that Tanluo controlled might have slashed Leng Zhao."

"That's true. That girl gave the other party a little bit. Hey, look, Leng Zhao has changed his sword skills!"

In the arena, two flying swords fought for dozens of rounds, and the light shone constantly in the air. The two of them had reached the peak of swordsmanship, and they were as perfect as fire. In addition, both sides used Shengtian swordsmanship, and the changes in moves were kept in mind, so they could not be surprised for a while.

Leng Zhao became more and more frightened as he fought. He wanted to decide the outcome within ten moves, but Tan Luo first used the magic sword, but restrained its sword energy to avoid hurting him by chance.

Since he practiced immortality, with his qualifications and strength, he has always been humble to his fellow disciples and preserved his strength in order not to hurt others. Now he has done his best, but he has been easily resolved by the opponent at important moments of attacking. Moreover, the divine sword controlled by the opponent did not exert its due power at all. This invincible sense of frustration is so uncomfortable.

Leng Zhao changed attack to defense, adjusted his breath, and cultivated his body, and cultivated his mind. His calm and calm mind immediately calmed down and focused on a simple swordsmanship duel. Since the first seven styles of Shengtian's swordsmanship cannot do anything to her, it is better to try the newly practiced ninth style "Five Elements Divine Strip Formation". After making up his mind, Leng Zhao and five flying swords together, with the momentum of destroying the world, surrounded Tanluo in the formation.

"Madam, this kid wants to bully you, do you need to secretly trip up for your husband?" Su Ran said in the spirit beast bag.

"It's okay, he wants to beat me up and still be young, let him jump a few times first." Tan Luo replied, thinking in his heart that Leng Zhao had cultivated the sword formation with his Jindan stage cultivation, and his strength was indeed fierce. If he hadn't had the help of his luck and luck, he would have been burping at this moment.

Tanluo lowered her body and flexibly avoided the first round of attacks. Since she didn't know how to resolve the sword formation, she might as well try it with the tenth "Seven-Star Soul Locking Array". She pinched her hands with her fingers, her fingers changed rapidly, forming complex curse seals, her clothes flew and danced, and made green afterimages like a wind and wave.

Swords sounded from the sky, and the colorful rainbow lights flashed constantly. Under the blue sky, the rays of light were like gods and Buddhas coming.

Seven divine swords bloom like holy lotus, each guarding its position. The sword edge is sharp and varied. Each divine sword guards the horns alone and cooperates with each other. The powerful spiritual power wave is centered on the sword formation, and a powerful air wave bursts out in the air. In an instant, the sword formation set up by Leng Zhao collapsed and was devastated.

"How is the tenth style of Shengtian sword technique possible..." Leng Zhao was attacked by spiritual power, and red blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth. She actually learned the tenth style. He studied hard day and night and practiced hard to barely practiced the Five Elements Divine Entanglement Formation.

Tanluo couldn't bear it after seeing the other party's face being hurt, so he turned his hand up and removed the sword formation. She looked at Leng Zhao who was lying on the ground, and stammered for a long time before saying, "Leng Zhao's fellow disciple, you are actually strong enough, and I just have a strong sense of spirituality, which is just suitable for practicing the tenth sword formation. It's just a lucky chance to win you."

"Just a lucky person?" Leng Zhao said.

Seeing Leng Zhao's face getting paler, Tanluo raised her hand to rub the corner of her clothes at a loss. She really couldn't say those comforting words!

Leng Zhao saw the girl's helpless look and was completely no longer as calm as before. He smiled, held her body and stood up slowly, and a glimmer of light shot out from his fingertips to break the barrier set by Tan Luo. Then he faced the girl and said with his fist: "Disciple Leng Zhao is not as good as others, and he is willing to admit defeat."

This sentence was mixed with some spiritual power, and the voice was loud. Every monk present could hear it clearly and suddenly became in an uproar. Leng Zhao heard the comments and stepped into the teleportation array without any concern. His back was as tall as a pine tree, and he disappeared into the array in an instant.

"That girl really won. Why didn't she see clearly at all? What kind of sword formation did they use in the end?"

"I don't know what kind of sword formation it is. I only heard that the last three styles of Shengtian sword technique are extremely exquisite and powerful. But after all, only those who can practice the cultivation level above the Nascent Soul are better than those of the Nascent Soul. Now it's really an eye-opener."

"How about it, I just said it would be Luo Luo who won. Don't worry about how she won, give it money quickly!" Gong Zi grabbed the opportunity and came over to collect the money.

On the fairy island floating in the air, the man in a scythe face was full of disbelief: "That female cultivator turned out to be born with strange eyes, which is rare!"

He has only seen the legend about the strange pupil in ancient books. The heavenly eye is divided into natural and acquired, and only the natural heavenly eye can be called the strange pupil.

In addition to the powerful spiritual consciousness, those with different pupils can also be divided into extremely defensive reincarnation pupils, killing people invisible Shura pupils, confusing mind-binding pupils, seeing through the future destiny pupils of previous lives, etc.

The strange-eyed person has been born and caused disputes. Since ancient times, he has been the target of competition among all walks of life. Previously, there were Jiang Ziya, the Grand Tutor of the World, and Yan Bo, who fell from the Broken Dragon Platform ten thousand years ago, and now there is the beauty of the Eastern Emperor in the Demon Realm.

There are only a handful of people with different pupils, but I didn’t expect that Tan Luo would be the same. Although he can only protect himself, he can also use it for him.

"Zi You, Tanluo is my deity's person. If you want to use her to save all living beings and save the world, I will never allow it." The man in purple clothes said coldly. In her previous life, she was compassionate and compassionate to the world, but she did not love him. In this life, even if he bears all the people in the world, she will not let her go!
Chapter completed!