"drink."

"Come on, boss."

As soon as he arrived at the door, there were a very rapid shout. Yingxuan felt that this fighting skills hall was obviously much more lively than usual.

"Is there anyone in the competition? Hehe, don't wait for me." Yingxuan turned around and touched the spiritual sword behind him, then grinned, and then walked into the fighting skills hall calmly.

"Sister Xinye, come on. Beat him." Yingyue'er tinkered with her little hands and cheered for the competition on stage.

Yingxuan walked straight to a cabinet with fighting skills and flipped through it casually.

But my heart was pulled over by the battle beside me.

The battle was acclaimed by thousands of teenagers in the audience, but the protagonist was yesterday's Xinye and Yingzhi.

Today's Xinye changed into a dress. Her light blue hair was tied up high, and a moon-blue robe tied, which made her lose the unique weakness of an ordinary girl, but she had a hint of unique heroic posture of a man.

"Brother, brother. Come here quickly, come here quickly." The sharp-eyed Ying Yueer saw Ying Xuan who was flipping through the fighting skills at a glance, and immediately waved to Ying Xuan's place.

Hearing this, Yingxuan slowly put down the fighting skills he was watching and walked towards Yingyue'er, but his eyes did not leave the fierce battle on the stage at all.

Yingxuan slowly walked towards Yingyue'er and smiled and said, "Nizi, why did you have time to come to this fighting skills hall today?"

"Hmph, early this morning, I came to find Sister Xinye and me and said that the younger generation in the clan organized a friendly match today and asked Sister Xinye and me to watch. As a result, Sister Xinye was itchy when she saw it, and she also went up to fight with them." Yingyue'er said with admiration: "Sister Xinye is really amazing. She defeated Yingli in succession, and Yingli's two cousins. Now it's against Yingzhi's cousin."

"Hmm? Have you defeated Yingli Yingli and the two cousins ​​in succession?" Hearing this record, Yingxuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The two brothers in Yingli Yingli were at least the early stage of the Qi Realm. If they defeated these two guys in succession, they would say that they were strong people in the late stage of the mood.

Ying Xuan couldn't help but turn his eyes to Xinye in the arena, and his heart was full of shock. The early spiritual power was difficult to cultivate. If a normal person with high cultivation talent practiced, he would be eighteen years old to reach the Qi realm. Xinye seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he could reach the state of mind. This is enough to prove that Xinye's cultivation talent is absolutely extraordinary.

"Look, the shadow caused my cousin to fall into the wind." A tribe member exclaimed.

Suddenly, one by one, looked at the field in a fierce battle. Indeed, Yingzhi, who was just in a confrontation with Xinye, was now suppressed by Xinye with the light blue sword in his hand. No matter where Yingzhi was, the slender sword always quietly touched his chest. It was like a long thunder in the valley, pressing against Yingzhi's long stick.

"drink."

Being suppressed tightly, Ying Zhi also roared.

Then, purple light spots began to be attached to the long stick.

"Haha, Miss Xinye, see if you can take my move." Ying Zhi smiled and looked at Xinye, and said proudly.

"Wanxu Soul Stick."

He shouted in his heart, and Yingzhi waved his long stick hard towards Xinye. Suddenly, the long stick in Yingzhi's hand suddenly turned into tens of long sticks, blocking Xinye's retreat.

Seeing this, Xinye smiled coldly. Her blue eyes stared at the long stick in Yingzhi's hand. The wielding track of the long stick was slowly passing through Xinye's pupils. Suddenly, Xinye's pupils jumped fiercely. Her eyes stared at the illusory wooden stick in Yingzhi's hand. She smiled coldly: "Hmph, I found my weakness."

Immediately, Xinye held the long sword in his hand and retreated and pulled a certain distance from Yingzhi.

"Hey, Wanhua Lei·Bor"

Xinye shouted in his heart, and then the long sword in his hand bizarrely broke out from Xinye's palm. A wonderful arc was drawn above Xinye's head, and the silver sword light roared towards Yingzhi's long stick like a thin thunder.

"Bang, bang."

Yingzhi's long stick and Xinye's light blue long sword collided in the air, sparking a little spark. At the same time, the long stick in Yingzhi's hand also had a slightly burnt smell. The waving sword turned into silver light like a blue raser, and it flew freely into Yingzhi's long stick. In just a moment, the long sword had broken through Yingzhi's defense and straightened to Yingzhi's face.

Ying Zhi only felt a silver light flashing in front of his eyes, and immediately retracted the long stick and blocked the door. A dark force hit the long stick in his hand fiercely.

"Bang."

In an instant, Yingzhi's long stick in his hand was broken into two pieces, and Yingzhi was also hit by powerful stamina.

Ying Zhi slowly got up from the ring in a mess, but another silver light flashed by, and the long sword in Xinye's hand appeared in Ying Zhi's face without any warning.

"Good...so fast speed." Ying Zhi looked at the sword that suddenly appeared, and cold sweat broke out. Then he looked at the elegant Xinye on the stage awkwardly and said embarrassedly: "Miss Xinye is not only beautiful, but also has extremely superb sword skills. He just bowed down."

"Hmph." Xinye looked at Yingzhi who admitted defeat and smiled coldly. Then he waved his palm and the long sword that was staying in Yingzhi's face slowly flew back to Xinye's hand.

"Haha, Sister Xinye is so amazing." Looking at the end of the battle, Yingyue'er immediately climbed onto the ring, smirked around Xinye, her eyes full of admiration.

Yingxuan secretly admired the sword in his heart. This girl had such a sharp sword technique. When she took action, the speed and power of the sword in her hand were like a thunderbolt. The last move of Wanhua Thunderbolt directly turned the sword in her hand into a thundersnake, and passed through the loopholes in Yingzhi's Wanxu Soul Stick at the fastest speed, thus breaking Yingzhi's defense very quickly. However, the sword in her hand was a bit strange. Even if her spiritual power was thunder attribute, it would not be possible to directly break Yingzhi's Void Soul Stick no matter how domineering she was, it was obviously a magic weapon.

Speaking of this, the spiritual cultivation sword behind Yingxuan began to tremble slightly. Except for the sword-rewarding beads that happened yesterday, it had never been so excited.

"Hehe, little guy. I have an acquaintance here." A strange smile appeared from Yingxuan's heart again.

"What, acquaintance, the old man explain it clearly."

But Yingxuan didn't hear any strange laughter.

"This old man always speaks halfway." Yingxuan shook his head helplessly. Then he walked towards the cold Xinye on the ring with a smile, and said with a smile: "Miss Xinye is indeed a very powerful sword technique. It seems that your weapon is quite powerful. Can you introduce it?"

Hearing this, Xinye raised the sword in his hand and said lightly: "I don't know what it is called, but I saw that the word "Xian Ling" is engraved with the word "Xian Ling" in the sword body. This sword was obtained by accident. Because the nature of this sword is also thunder attribute, I am extremely effective in using it."
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