Cao Yunxi's face was pale, her teeth were biting her lower lip, and her delicate body was trembling slightly.
Her cultivation level was still suppressed at the Golden Core realm, and no matter how rich her combat experience was, she could not defeat Fu Jing.
It was obvious that Jiang Ying wanted her to die tragically at the hands of Fu Jing in order to please the Fu family.
No matter how much Cao Yunxi resists, she can't escape the fate of death!
Under the stage, Saint Mu Qingxuan looked at her from a distance, her lips slightly opened and she wanted to say something, but in the end she couldn't speak. After all, she couldn't protect herself.
Suddenly, Mu Qingxuan remembered the letter for help she had sent to Ye Fan before.
If Ye Fan could come with an elder from the Yunhai Immortal Sect, maybe Cao Yunxi would still have a chance to survive, but it's a pity...
In Mu Qingxuan's view, Ye Fan never thought of coming from the beginning, otherwise, no matter how slow he was, he would not have arrived by now.
A man’s mouth is a liar!
Maybe Ye Fan's promise to Cao Yunxi was just a casual talk, but Cao Yunxi took it seriously.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, Fu Jing flashed and stepped onto the ring.
In the first half of the showdown, Fu Jing was stabbed in the lower abdomen and suffered serious injuries.
However, she had just taken a top-grade elixir, and her wounds had recovered as before, and under the influence of the medicine, her strength had become three points stronger.
"Little bitch, no one has ever hurt me! Now, I'm going to make you pay with blood! Go to hell!"
Fu Jing said, waving the Qingshuang Sword, her figure sprang out like a ghost, and the sharp sword energy swept away.
When Cao Yunxi saw this, she quickly offered the water spirit bead and scolded:
"The blue waves are vast!"
Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather.
From Cao Yunxi's point of view, even if she was bound to die today, she would not want to be captured just like that.
However, the ideal is very full and the reality is very skinny.
With her current golden elixir cultivation level, the divine channel technique she can perform is also greatly reduced.
However, if it was a raging tsunami before, now it is just a turbulent trickle at best, not worth mentioning, and its power is more than ten times weaker.
"Hmph! A little trick!"
Fu Jing sneered while dancing the Qingshuang Sword wildly. The sword energy was arrogant and horizontal, easily annihilating the waves, and then slashed at the water spirit bead.
"Crack!"
A shattering sound echoed throughout the audience.
The water spirit bead was originally a yellow-level spiritual weapon, and its quality was not high. How could it withstand the bombardment of the heaven-level divine weapons? It instantly shattered into pieces and turned into powder.
"Pfft!"
Under the induction of Qi, Cao Yunxi also spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood splashed on her skirt, like a blooming blood lotus, adding a bit of sadness to her.
After smashing the water spirit bead with a sword, Fu Jing did not give up. Instead, she took advantage of the victory and pursued it. The sharp blade turned into blue light and struck at an incredible speed.
Under normal circumstances, Cao Yunxi could dodge this sword, but her Dantian was blocked by Jiang Ying, and she couldn't display her strength at all. Her speed was also much slower, as if she had changed from a plane to a van.
In desperation, she could only watch as the Qingshuang Sword stabbed towards her delicate body.
"昘!"
The sharp blade entered her body, and Cao Yunxi's left shoulder was completely penetrated by the Qingshuang Sword. The unique domineering aura of the heaven-level spiritual weapon also invaded her meridians.
The pain that penetrated into the bone marrow came instantly, but Cao Yunxi did not scream like Fu Jing, but gritted her teeth with a stubborn look on her face.
"Oh! It's quite bearable!"
Fu Jing smiled teasingly, then turned her wrist violently, and the green frost sword that penetrated into Cao Yunxi's shoulder blade also turned over.
Such a cruel method is comparable to the most cruel punishment.
Even Cao Yunxi couldn't help but groan. A large amount of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, her face was pale, and her figure was shaky, as if she was about to fall down at any moment.
Looking at her miserable appearance, a perverted smile appeared on Fu Jing's face, and then she drew the Qingshuang Sword mercilessly.
Looking closely, he saw a huge blood hole appearing on Cao Yunxi's left shoulder. Blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly dyeing most of his body red.
"hiss!"
Seeing this scene, many Xuantian Palace disciples in the audience gasped, their scalps went numb, and they were completely shocked by Fu Jing's methods.
…
On the podium.
A satisfied smile appeared on Fu Kuishan's face, and he said calmly: "Jiang Ying, if I read correctly, you should have used your pulse-cutting hand to seal the little girl's Dantian, right?"
"Master Fu really has a keen eye!" Jiang Ying flattered him calmly.
"Well done! From now on, Xuantian Palace will be protected by our Fu family!" Fu Kuishan praised.
"Thank you so much, Master Fu!" Jiang Ying nodded and bowed, with a look of great joy on his face.
Even though Fu Kuishan is only one level higher than Jiang Ying, Fu Kuishan is less than three hundred years old this year and is definitely considered young in the world of immortality.
Maybe it won't be long before he can survive the third catastrophe.
When one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!
At that time, Xuantian Palace will also be able to benefit from it.
The duel in the arena is still going on.
To be more precise, this was not a fair duel, but a one-sided humiliation, like a heavily armed special force dealing with an unarmed child!
"Damn vixen, I asked you to compete with me for a man. Are you scared now?"
Fu Jing cursed and drew her sword wildly.
Cao Yunxi, who was seriously injured, had no power to fight back and could only run away in embarrassment, with blood staining the entire arena red.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
As time went by, Cao Yunxi was covered in bruises and blood, like fish on a chopping board, only to be slaughtered.
In fact, Fu Jing could have killed her directly with one sword, but Fu Jing did not do that. Instead, she treated it like a cat teasing a mouse, treating it as a game.
Only by letting her suffer humiliation can Fu Jing vent her resentment.
"thump!"
Finally, Cao Yunxi could no longer hold on, and her delicate body fell heavily to the ground. Her face was ashen, her eyes were dim, and her pretty face was filled with despair.
Fu Jing looked at her condescendingly and said coldly: "You little bitch, you have such a coquettish and charming face. Now I will tattoo your face to see how you can seduce men in the future!"
After saying this, Fu Jing stabbed out the Qingshuang Sword again, aiming directly at Cao Yunxi's pretty face.
"Stab it!"
The sharp blade tore through the air, like the scythe of death, sharp and cold.
God is jealous of beauty!
The next moment, Cao Yunxi's pretty face will be completely disfigured.
In the audience, although Zheng Zhanpeng coveted Cao Yunxi's beauty, he didn't dare to stop her at this juncture.
What's more... Zheng Zhanpeng has become a new generation of the Holy Son. From now on, he can do whatever he wants in Xuantian Palace. There is no need to gamble his future for Cao Yunxi.
At the same time, Cao Yunxi also closed her eyes, completely gave up resistance, and waited for the tragedy to happen.
…
"Qiang!"
At the critical moment, there was a sudden and earth-shattering sword cry from the sky, like thunder, rolling in.
Fu Jing only felt her eardrums vibrating, her energy and blood boiling, and her sword movement suddenly slowed down, allowing Cao Yunxi to escape.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
At this moment, a dazzling brilliance seemed to come from the Nine Heavens Mysterious Realm. The extreme light illuminated countless miles, as if it enveloped the entire world.
In an instant, all the monks in the field could not open their eyes. At the same time, their whole bodies were tense and silent. They felt an indescribable pressure, just like animals encountering natural enemies.
Even the Tribulation Immortals such as Fu Kuishan, Xiao Shoutian and Jiang Ying felt their scalps numb and their faces changing wildly, as if they had sensed something incredible.
Only by immersing yourself in the scene can you realize the majestic power of it, which makes people tremble deep in their souls and even want to lie down on the ground and worship.
"what is going on?!"
Just when everyone was horrified, a large sword suddenly appeared in the sky as if it had torn the sky apart.
There are no words to describe this sword!
The blade reveals the power of suppressing eternity, sweeping across the world, and crushing everything.
Even from a long distance away, many monks in the field could feel the domineering aura, which seemed to be able to penetrate the stars and shatter eternity.
One knife, across the sky!
The world is horrified.
Compared with this big sword, the Qingshuang sword in Fu Jing's hand is not worth mentioning at all, and is no different from scrap metal.
Suddenly, the pupils of the fifth elder of Xuantian Palace shrank suddenly, and his mouth opened wide enough to swallow a duck egg. His face showed a look of hell, and he screamed hysterically: