There are often some competitions that could have ended in one day, but are dragged on for a long time, which shows the importance of this competition.
Su Fan sat lazily on the steps outside the pavilion, leaning deeply in front of the railing of the pavilion, closing his eyes slightly, enjoying the purple sunshine from the sky and the refreshing feeling.
Suddenly a red light floated over, Su Fan shook his head helplessly, slowly opened his eyes, stood up and walked towards the red light that fell to the ground.
That was a disciple of the red system. Su Fan walked towards that disciple with a smile. When the disciple of the red system saw Su Fan approaching, a very unnatural expression appeared on his face.
Su Fan naturally understood that he had a grudge against Hong Yuan, and probably the entire Tianyuan Sect already knew that this disciple was from the red system, and presumably he was also affected to some extent.
However, Su Fan's behavior in front of everyone in recent days made him dare not be disrespectful to Su Fan, so only such expressions could express his inner feelings.
Su Fan whispered harmoniously: "I don't know why senior brother is here. My master is still resting. If anything happens, I can go and report it."
The red disciple showed a hint of boredom and forced a smile: "No need, I'm here to inform Junior Brother Su about your competition tomorrow."
Su Fan hurriedly said: "Senior brother, please give me details."
The red disciple said coldly: "Tomorrow, Junior Brother Su, you will have a second round of competition with Orange Ye Xue on the green platform." After saying that, the red disciple turned around and left quickly.
Su Fan looked at the red light flashing in the sky, fell into deep thought, and murmured: "Ye Xue, Ye Xue, how could I meet her."
"Yexue is a miserable child."
Su Fan came back to his senses and looked at the old man in purple who had walked over, and sighed softly. The old man in purple continued: "But at least she still has the care of Tianyuan Sect and a father who is the leader. You have nothing."
Su Fan was startled, then said: "I understand."
The old man in purple clothes suddenly raised his finger, and there was a line of purple air swimming on his fingertips. As his finger shook, the line of purple air also moved. The old man in purple clothes moved toward the void, and the purple air flew out immediately, and suddenly the void
Like a violent vibration, the purple energy gradually dissipated.
The old man in purple smiled and said, "Do you understand?"
Su Fan nodded, shook his head, turned around and sat back on the steps in front of the pavilion.
The old man in purple chuckled, turned around and walked towards the house.
The Seven Series Competition is indeed attracting much attention, especially this second round. Every disciple who enters the second round is attracting much attention, especially Su Fan's group.
It's not because of Su Fan, but because Ye Xue's stunning appearance and mysterious skills, who rarely appeared yesterday, were enough to make her a blockbuster and attract much attention.
Su Fan stood helplessly on the competition stage, looking at the stern eyes of everyone in the audience as if they wanted to kill him. He secretly sighed in his heart that Ye Xue was very charming, and if he tried to make a move for a while, he didn't know what to do.
how.
Ye Xue was still looking at him with a cold gaze, and Su Fan suddenly felt that this woman seemed to be hiding something, as if she was not like this before.
Su Fan looked at the old man in purple in the audience who still closed his eyes and said nothing. He didn't know what to do. If he really defeated Ye Xue, how would he explain to the old man in blue, the old man in green and Qin Yu.
But suddenly he thought of the words of the old man in purple, and he suddenly became determined. He still has a mission, and he wants to take revenge. Those enemies he has silently counted, and the murderous intention from the mysterious power of the imperial city, all of which need to be powerful.
Only with a certain level of cultivation can all of them be solved.
When the gong sounded, Su Fan glanced at the woman who looked like a snow-capped mountain. She was still looking into the distance, her hazy blue eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.
Su Fan sighed, patted the storage bag with the Purple Moon Blade in his hand, and then a purple light flashed across it. Ye Xue slowly moved her eyes to Su Fan, she flicked her fingers, and a feeling of extreme cold poured into Su Fan's heart.
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The purple light seemed to have solidified and froze in the void. Su Fan gave a low shout and swung the purple moon blade to quickly escape to Ye Xue. Ye Xue just blocked it with a silver dagger and floated away.
Leave the place.
Su Fan shouted softly and made a secret in his hand. Hundreds of sand arrows suddenly shot out. As Su Fan's fingers fell, they pierced Ye Xue like thousands of arrows.
All of a sudden, the audience was shouting, mostly cursing Su Fan for not knowing how to show mercy to women, but Su Fan was extremely helpless. Ye Xue just did not confront him directly, but only defended himself.
After this, Su Fan fell down. In desperation, Su Fan could only stop still. Ye Xue danced, and thousands of white lights enveloped the rapidly falling sand arrows.
For a moment, the sand arrow disappeared in the air like an illusory object. Ye Xue did not stop, still holding the seal in his hand, and the white light immediately stabbed Su Fan.
Su Fan felt a strong sense of danger in the white light, as if he would be shattered into pieces if he touched the white light even slightly.
The old man in purple clothes in the audience finally opened his eyes. He looked at the white light coldly and said in a deep voice to the old man in orange clothes next to him: "This is..."
"This is the Seven Colors of Tianyuan."
The old man in orange sighed: "She is the only one who is lucky enough to understand the truly supreme magical power of our Tianyuan Sect."
The old man in purple clothes fell into deep thought and said to himself: "Seven colors, seven battles, seven breaking the sky."
The old man in orange gently stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I'm afraid your disciple won't be able to hold on for long."
The old man in purple sighed and said: "Is this the condition for Senior Brother Qingyi to leave? It's a bit unworthy."
The old man in orange chuckled lightly and said: "You will know whether it was worth it after this competition is over. With Ye Xue Tian Yuan's seven-color magical power, coupled with her cultivation in the late stage of Golden Core, Hong Yuan is no match for her."
The old man in purple smiled, his smile was extremely playful, and he said: "Su Fan is not as simple as you think."
The old man in orange frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "I know he is very strange and has done many things that surprised us, but those Ye Xue can do it too."
The old man in purple put away his smile and said: "Su Fan is not that simple, and Hong Yuan is even more not simple." After saying this, the old man in purple looked up and started to watch the competition in the field, and said from time to time: "
Seven colors, seven battles, seven breaking the sky."
The white light nearly filled the entire competition venue. Su Fan kept dodging, and he was already approaching the edge of the competition platform. There was no way out, but the white light was still fierce.
Su Fan's heart skipped a beat, he patted his storage bag and held a golden crossbow in his hand. Su Fan quickly injected spiritual energy, and suddenly a violent energy surged in. Su Fan had no time to detect this strange change.
As soon as Su Fan handed it over, a purple phoenix flew out. The phoenix's purple feathers and purple pupils seemed to be a real existence. The white light trembled. The place was quiet, and everyone was staring at the quilt.
How powerful will the phoenix released by Su Fan be, and how powerful it can turn the tide?
The old man in orange suddenly shouted in a low voice: "This is,...this is Feng Yu Crossbow. Wuming,...what is his relationship with Wuming."
The old man in purple clothes looked at the changes in the field with a normal expression, and said casually: "Wu Ming values him extremely, but he did not follow Wu Ming, but became my disciple."
The old man in purple spoke in a tone that seemed extremely proud, as if it was an extremely honorable thing for Su Fan to choose him instead of Wuming.
As soon as the purple phoenix emerged, Ye Xue's icy color that had remained unchanged for thousands of years suddenly changed drastically. She hurriedly retreated, but the magic in her hand remained unchanged.
The purple phoenix quietly touched the white awn, and suddenly the white awn turned into red awn, then the red awn turned into orange awn, the orange awn turned into yellow awn, the yellow awn turned into green awn, the green awn turned into green awn, green awn
The awn turned into blue awn, and finally the blue awn faded into purple awn.
The purple phoenix lightly closed its wings, and the purple light immediately dissipated into the air. Su Fan tapped the void, and the purple phoenix immediately dissipated, but Su Fan swung out several purple lights with the purple moon blade in his hand.
Ye Xue's face turned pale, and it was obvious that that blow was already her limit. Even the Purple Moon Blade in Su Fan's hand was about to pierce her heart, and she was unable to avoid it.
Su Fan's Purple Moon Blade shone with red light reflected from the red clouds in the sky, making the purple color even more strange. The Purple Moon Blade did not pierce Ye Xue's heart, but fell on Ye Xue's shoulder.
Ye Xue gently shook her beautiful and white lips, and made a light voice: "I give up."
There was extreme coldness and helplessness in that voice, but more importantly, it was endless disappointment. The old man in orange looked at Ye Xue on the platform, and suddenly showed a smile. He said: "Child, let's go back. Over the years,
I cried for you."
That was a smile of relief, or maybe it was joy from the heart, joy that Ye Xue would no longer have to live with that heavy burden. Ten years seemed like the blink of an eye to a monk, but to a man with a heavy responsibility
For women, it's very long.
Su Fan looked at the iceberg-like woman's retreating figure and suddenly said, "Wait a minute."
Ye Xue turned back to look at Su Fan in confusion, and Su Fan whispered: "I know you."
Ye Xue's eyes were cold and she said, "You and I are from the same school, so we naturally know each other."
Su Fan was silent for a moment and then said: "You and I have known each other for a long time, and Xiao Lin... you also know each other."
Ye Xue's eyes widened suddenly, and then she quickly lowered her head and said, "I did hear about Xiao Lin when I was in the sect. He is a genius."
Su Fan shook his head and said, "Do you really want me to tell you the truth? We met in Huailiu Town."
Ye Xue trembled, pondered for a moment and said, "You still remember me."
Su Fan forced out a smile and said, "Not only do I still remember you, Xiao Lin also remembers you."
Ye Xue suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Fan, saying: "Xiao Lin, Xiao Lin. Let's go."
Su Fan's face suddenly showed anger, and he said: "In the past? Do you know how many times Xiao Lin has come to see you over the years? How much has he paid for you?"
Ye Xue nodded slightly, turned and left, leaving only one sentence: "Please don't tell him, you know my identity.
Su Fan silently flew out of the competition platform and walked towards the old man in purple, thinking about all kinds of things in his mind.