At this moment, all the martial arts masters who are paying attention to Xuanzi Tai are waiting for Bai Yunsheng's decision.
Murong Qing's karma was obviously overdrawn and he had no strength to fight anymore. It would be easy for Bai Yunsheng to kill him.
The second battle between Tianzi No. 1 and Dizi No. 1 ended a quarter of an hour ago.
This made Tianchi even quieter and more depressing.
If Bai Yunsheng killed Murong Qing, there was nothing wrong according to the rules, but that would be tantamount to enmity with Yueyue Qiu, and it was not a small enmity.
Under the cold eyes, on the Xuanzi stage, I saw the black knife raised high, and it flashed down. The cold light, which was not bright, instantly froze Murong Chen's heart.
Boom!
Cangming fell to the ground, like the dice of fate thrown by the God of Death, which judged Murong Qing's life and the heartbeats of the spectators.
After a while, a ray of sunlight shone into the dark shadow that Murong Qing lowered his head to see.
He raised his head and saw Bai Yunsheng bowing and extending his right hand. His black pupils were deep and distant, and there was a clean and innocent smile on his evil face.
Murong Qing shook his head slightly, smiled bitterly, grabbed Bai Yunsheng's outstretched hand, and stood up unsteadily.
At his feet, Cangming stood straight on the stage, flashing with cold light.
Under the jade platform.
The disciples of Yueyueqiu and Murong Chen had covered their eyes, and everyone else was also stunned, not knowing what words to use to describe the scene at this time.
Xue Ling'er was the first to react. She smiled contemptuously, as if she was mocking Bai Yunsheng for showing mercy.
Then, she said coldly: "In the second round of Xuanzi Terrace, Baiyun Sheng wins!"
Xiang Wujian took off Murong Chen's hands that were covering her eyes. She looked up carefully, feeling relieved in her heart.
"That bastard Bai Yunsheng must scare me to death!"
Murong Chen spoke as if she had survived a disaster and was happy again. Her senior brother was fine and Bai Yunsheng won again. This was the ending she wanted to see the most.
Bai Yunsheng supported Murong Qing, who was seriously injured, and walked back to Moon Hill step by step.
Two Moon Hill disciples immediately came up to pick up the shaky Murong Qing.
Bai Yunsheng held Cangming in his arms, smiled and said to Murong Qing:
"You are the strongest opponent I have ever encountered, and I look forward to the next battle with you."
Murong Qing, who was seriously injured, tried his best to smile and spoke without any reason. He only nodded lightly.
When Bai Yunsheng walked off the stage, Murong Chen immediately kicked him. Bai Yunsheng couldn't dodge, so he had to receive a solid blow and "took the opportunity" to stumble into Mu Chengxue's arms.
Murong Chen put his hands on his hips and pretended to be angry: "You brat, let's see if you still dare to tease my sister!"
Bai Yunsheng fell into Mu Chengxue's fragrant arms, pillowed on the soft lotus flowers, and had long forgotten the kick and the life-and-death struggle just now.
There were a few blushes on Mu Chengxue's snow-white face, but her arms held Bai Yunsheng's tired body tightly, using karma to quickly heal his injuries.
Bai Yunsheng lay there for a while longer before Murong Chen kicked him up.
He touched the tip of his nose and said strangely: "Sister Savage, I didn't mess with you, nor did I hurt Murong Qing."
Murong Chen's arrogant temper rose again, and he bared his teeth and said: "No harm? You beat people like that, and you still say no harm!"
Xiang Wujian stopped the two of them from messing around and said, "Feng Xiao, you play in the next game. As long as you and Xiaochen don't lose, we will win."
Yi Fengxiao, however, didn't buy it. Both Xiang Wujian and Bai Yunsheng won, so there was no reason for him to lose the first game.
Bai Yunsheng raised his voice deliberately, looked at Murong Chen with a wink, and shouted: "Hey! Ice Cube Face, you have to beat them to death, don't lose face to us."
Murong Chen's eyes widened, and just as he was about to explode, Xiang Wujian immediately stretched out his hand to block the gap between the two of them.
"snort!"
Murong Chen walked to the other side angrily and ignored him.
Yi Fengxiao paid no attention to anyone and walked onto the Xuanzi No. 1 platform, which was in a state of ruin.
At this moment, Wen Qudao and the other two people on the stage were still discussing Bai Yunsheng's battle.
Old Man Tianji said with insight: "What he uses is not the martial arts of Tiandi Mountain."
Elder Jianchen then made another denial and said: "It's not the martial arts in the courtyard."
Wen Qudao's flamboyant red hair swayed in the cold wind. He listened to the words of the two elders and pondered in his heart for a long time without making any answer.
Old Man Tianji glanced at Bai Qing not far away again. He seemed to have thought of something and said no more.
On the Xuanzi table.
The golden red Flame Spirit Sword is very eye-catching.
Yi Fengxiao's everlasting ice face meticulously revealed his murderous aura.
His opponent was Hua Rong from Moon Hill, a boy with a foreign surname, and whose cultivation was at the late stage of the small camp.
Murong Chen on the sidelines didn't have any special reaction. She was not very familiar with this Huarong and had only heard of it a few times in the sect. He should be the kind of disciple who was unknown, but practiced hard and down-to-earth.
"start!"
Xue Linger's indifferent voice just fell.
Yi Fengxiao didn't say hello or look in the eyes, and Jiuyou's mental technique suddenly exploded. In an instant, four identical Yi Fengxiao burned with flames and turned into four fire dragons and rushed away.
Hua Rong never expected that Yi Fengxiao would be such a person.
Caught off guard, the four fire dragons had completely engulfed him, leaving not even a scrap of bone left.
Bai Yunsheng joked: "Wow, does Ice Cube Face have any grudge against this person? He fights tooth and nail as soon as he comes up."
The sea of fire receded.
The beautiful flame sword fell on Hua Rong's throat and could kill him at any time.
Hua Rong's eyes were wide open, showing his inner shock very sincerely.
too fast.
Yi Fengxiao's speed could no longer be captured with the eyes.
I saw a flash of fire, and the sword had fallen in front of me.
The floating sand around Huarong didn't even have time to form a defense.
Bai Yunsheng and the other four looked astonished.
Most of the practitioners on the pumice stone also looked stunned.
They just saw Yi Fengxiao's menacing karma, but they didn't see Yi Fengxiao's sword at all.
Bai Yunsheng opened his mouth and asked, "What did he just do?"
Xiang Wujian shook his head and replied: "It was too fast, I didn't see it clearly at all."
Murong Chen nodded stupidly and said nothing.
Bai Yunsheng came to his senses and shouted dissatisfied: "When did Ice Cube Face become so fast?!"
He just got victory back from the brink of life and death! Yi Fengxiao did it so easily, in the blink of an eye!
"I lost." Hua Rong nodded solemnly and admitted defeat. After that, he bowed and saluted Yi Fengxiao and said, "Thank you for your mercy."
Yi Fengxiao ignored him, and a string of afterimages floated across the jade platform and returned to the audience.
Xue Linger's indifferent voice finally had a hint of emotion, and she said with emotion: "In the third round of Xuanzi Platform, Yi Fengxiao won! The trial of Xuanzi Platform No. 1 is over, and Tianyi Academy wins!"
The sounds of fighting on Tianchi are still echoing.
The competition between Tianzi No.1 and Dizi No.1 is still going on.
Contrary to most people's expectations, Xuanzi No. 1 took the lead in deciding the winner.
However, the surprise in the hearts of most people did not end.
…
dusk.
Snow Dance West Tower.
There was silence in the villa where the Bai family rested.
The disciples were all recovering from their injuries during the day. Only two of them had half a day to spare, and they stood on the west building facing the wind and snow, plotting something.
Baiqing's triangular eyes stared at the snowflakes outside the window, and a trace of heat floated between his brows.
A cup of tea was filled for him by an old and shabby man with two mustaches drooping on his cheeks, like an old turtle.
Bai Qing drank tea unintentionally, but wanted to be resentful. She clenched her hands and said coldly: "It won't be wrong, it will never be wrong!"
Mustache Nan sat back by the stove and said respectfully: "Who are you talking about, senior brother?"
Bai Qing stroked his thin green beard, and suddenly a greedy light flashed in his eyes, and he whispered: "You can't be wrong. Jian Dong, the sword technique Bai Yunsheng performed on the Xuanzi Platform is from our sect.
The long-lost secret skill, the Heaven and Earth Sword."
The old man next to the stove is actually Shui Yuntian's "Elder Yihua" Bai Jiandong, who has mastered the skill of "moving flowers and trees" to a very high level.
Bai Jiandong puffed up his big nostrils and said angrily: "It seems that boy really knows the whereabouts of the Book of Changes. Could it be that the elder passed the book to him!"
The greed in Bai Qing's eyes brightened a little more, and he said grandly: "It's hard to say, maybe something happened to the Grand Elder, and he got the scripture accidentally."
Bai Jiandong waved his fist and said angrily: "I'm going to catch him and question him right now."
Bai Qing stopped him and said, "Don't be reckless. Wen Qudao and Tianji are not vegetarians. This matter must be considered in the long run."
As the head of Shui Yuntian and the head of the Bai family, Bai Qing will naturally not tell anyone the truth in his heart.
Because the entire Bai family is looking for Yishui Jing.
Occupying the Central Plains and being the dominant force, who in the world wouldn’t want to sit there?