Han Jiangxue appeared in the palm of his hand, Lu Yun stood in his sword, too lazy to talk nonsense.

"slow!"

The demonic voice interrupted Lu Yun's fighting spirit. Lu Yun turned her head and saw her senior brother surrounded by a group of women, and she still had time to wave to her.

"I want to ask the second elder to check Junior Sister Feng's condition to ensure that she has recovered."

"Stop half of the old disease will recur when I get a shot, and my junior sister will bully you!"

Ji Hongxi, who had lip marks on his face, was very inappropriate, but his words were somewhat reasonable.

"I'm fine."

Listening to this, Feng Yuyao shook her head, looking like I was very good.

But there was a dark look in the flashing eyes, which was the annoyance that the mind was discovered.

Damn Ji Hongxi, Damn Lu Yun, Damn Wen Tianfeng!

"I'm not afraid that you're okay, I'm afraid that you'll show off."

"Since the battle is a fair one."

"Please help from the second elder!"

Ji Hongxi was still shouting, and saw a man coming in the air, which was Duanlang.

"I think the second elder's inspection results must be no objection to everyone, right?"

Ji Hongxi shook his eyes at the women beside him, and suddenly, the women covered their faces and responded.

"No comments, no comments."

"Senior Brother Ji is right, we believe in the Second Elder."

Many disciples do not like Lu Yun, but they also recognize the second elder and express their support.

"That's right, if you want to lose, you have to let Lu Yun lose clearly."

These words were very sharp, and when Feng Yuyao's ears heard, it made her face turn white.

"What do you guys say?"

Duan Lang, who was "invited" to come, looked at the two people below and looked majestic and dignified.

"Can!"

Lu Yun temporarily took the sword, so why did Feng Yuyao refuse? She could only nod.

A spiritual energy enveloped her and wandered in her body, making her domineeringly unable to move.

Until Feng Yuyao's body was thoroughly examined, Duan Lang nodded: "The injury was healed and the state was stable. Master Feng can fight with confidence."

"Thank you, the second elder."

A stiff smile appeared on Feng Yu Yao's face.

One of her retreat was cut off.

But that's okay. Now that I have overwhelmed Lu Yun's two levels of realm, the other party cannot win me.

Rejuvenating his momentum, Feng Yuyao's aura was rising, and she became confident.

The arrogant eyebrows made Song Xiao's eyes flow with a shallow love, and he retreated aside.

"Junior Sister Lu, I'm ready!"

Feng Yuyao made a move and a red sword appeared in her hand.

As soon as the sword appeared, the temperature around it was rising. If you look closely, you could see a thin layer of flame burning on the sword, and there were phoenix patterns on the sword.

The temperature is surprising.

"This is Senior Sister Feng's sword, Fire Phoenix."

"Yes, I heard that this sword is one of the ten most powerful swords in the sword tomb. It was made of the spiritual bones of Phoenix in ancient times. Senior Sister Feng is really amazing."

"Isn't Lu Yun's cold river snow one of one of the ten?"

"Even so, Lu Yun's sword was suppressed by Senior Sister Feng in terms of attributes."

The cold river snow belongs to ice, while the fire phoenix belongs to fire.

Fire overcomes ice, this is natural.

What's more, Feng Yuyao's cultivation is two small levels higher than Lu Yun.

It is almost impossible for Lu Yun to win.

The disciples below were not optimistic about Lu Yun, but Ji Hongxi was shouting with a big mouth, surrounded by beautiful women.

"Junior sister, come on, I'll win, please drink wine!"

These words made Lu Yun want to slash over with a sword.

She is a woman, what kind of flower wine to drink!

With a wave of his hand, Han Jiangxue came out again. Lu Yun looked at Feng Yuyao in front of him, her eyes were like swords, and her face was not afraid.

"please!"

As soon as the word fell, Feng Yuyao took the lead.

A sword stabbed, and the flames rose, and the air around Lu Yun was twisting.

The scorching temperature allowed Lu Yun to avoid it sideways.

A strand of hair was scattered in the air, cut off and burned to ashes.

"Junior Sister Lu, be careful." Feng Yuyao kindly reminded her, with a pride hidden deep in her eyes.

In her opinion, Lu Yun was no match for her at all.

If I hadn't been careless before, Lu Yun wouldn't have taken the opportunity to get the spiritual fruit.

This time, she will prove her strength!

The fire phoenix keeps stopping, and the sword technique used by Feng Yuyao is the Cangfeng Sword Technique.

Under the most basic sword technique, the strong wind dances, which encourages the fire.

The cry of a phoenix came faintly in his ears.

The red flames soared into the sky, with a majestic momentum. Feng Yuyao's moves seemed to be printed in the sword technique, without any mistakes.

In contrast, Lu Yun seems to be struggling with it.

Lu Yun's sword moves opened and closed, and the cold air on the snow in the cold river spread under the influence of the wind.

She also used the Cangfeng Sword Technique.

"Oh, this Lu Yun wouldn't think that she could win Senior Sister Feng with the same move as Senior Sister Feng."

In the eyes of some people, Lu Yun's behavior is self-inflicted.

"Hmph, I think she is not good at learning skills, so she can't do anything else."

A disciple ridiculed Lu Yun, and was shocked. He turned around and saw Ji Hongxi staring at him with a smile.

That smiling devil!

The disciple shivered and dared not talk nonsense.

On the stage, Lu Yun, who seemed to be suppressed, was actually at ease.

Feng Yuyao's sword moves are accurate and have no mistakes, but they do not have their own understanding. They just follow the path of their predecessors.

If it weren't for the fact that Feng Jiao's fire, her sword move would probably not look so powerful.

Lu Yun tied a sword flower.

The three-foot long sword pierced out obliquely and fell along Feng Yuyao's side.

The cold air condensed in the air, and actually frozen part of the flames.

Although the ice melted quickly, Feng Yuyao also fought back, and it seemed that Lu Yun's counterattack failed.

The disciples may not be able to see the trick.

You can see clearly in the sky.

The chill on Lu Yun's sword is accumulating and has not reached its peak yet.

A cold light flashed on the snow-white sword blade, and a sword was raised, and a strong wind suddenly rose.

As the fire sways, the sky... is snowing.

"It's snowing?"

A scream of exclamation started.

Now in April, where does the snow come from?

"It's Lu Yun!"
To be continued...