In the Martial Arts Hall, the battles on the Zifu Realm Arena and the Foundation Establishment Realm Arena have reached a fever pitch, with surging spiritual power constantly surging out and being bounced back by the surrounding large formation barriers.
But in the arena at the middle Jindan realm, the battle has not yet happened.
Qian Chen took Meng Xueruo's hand and whispered: "No! Axue, I don't agree, it's too dangerous."
For Qianchen, he would never allow Meng Xueruo to be in any danger, but for Meng Xueruo, she actually wanted to establish a good authority for those who met Yunfeng, otherwise, even a cat or a dog would come to her and bark twice.
It's okay for a short time, but will it be annoying for a long time?
Meng Xueruo looked back at Qian Chen and said, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."
But Qian Chen's hand did not let go. Meng Xueruo was a little helpless and could only pretend to be angry: "If you don't let go, I will be angry!"
Qian Chen glanced at Meng Xuelao a little aggrievedly, and finally let go of his hand.
"What a good boy. Don't worry, Ah Chen. Ah Xue knows it well!" Meng Xueruo touched his handsome face and said affectionately.
"Are you coming one by one? Or are you coming together to die?"
After Xie Yun heard Meng Xueruo's words, he was ecstatic in his heart. This was really an opportunity given by God, so he quickly called a group of disciples who saw Yunfeng and launched an attack on Meng Xueruo.
The elder on the sidelines twitched his lips and secretly sighed shamelessly. Although he looked down on it, it didn't violate the rules and there was nothing he could do about it.
"Hey, a pretty girl, how can she be such a fool? How can you survive in a wheel battle!"
When the elder was talking about it, Qian Chen also tightened his grip on the fairy sword. As long as A Xue was in any danger, he would definitely take action immediately.
Yuan Qin and Zheng Wuyan also looked at the venue very nervously, but Bai Xiangyuan looked calm: "Relax, that eldest sister can say such things, she must be prepared."
"Illusion Sword Technique!"
A sword light soared into the sky with boundless killing intent and struck at the top of Meng Xueruo's head. It turned out that Xie Yun couldn't wait any longer and took the lead. The sword light brought countless phantoms, and for a moment it was hard to tell which ones were real.
, which ones are fake.
Meng Xuelao, determined to establish her power, wrapped her body in cyan spiritual power and even threw away the fairy sword in her hand.
Seeing Yunfeng's disciples all laughed: "I'm afraid she was frightened! She even threw away her sword."
"Hmph, is this level of strength enough for me to use a sword?" Meng Xuelao mocked disdainfully. After saying that, the surge of spiritual power around her body quickly condensed into a huge palm, and she held it directly towards the boundless sword shadow.
.
Bang!!!
A crisp sound rang out, and the boundless sword shadow suddenly disappeared without a sword. Xie Yun, who was flying with the sword and slashing downwards, was unexpectedly caught in the hand of Meng Xueruo's big hand made of spiritual power.
"What!? How is that possible!"
Meng Xueruo sneered and shook her head: "This is just this strength? It's too weak."
The big hand opened again. When Xie Yun was in a daze because his sword move had been blocked, he forgot to activate his spiritual power. At this moment, he fell directly down. Just when he was about to activate his body skills to leave here, the big hand shook it again.
Xie Yun directly held it in his hand. Suddenly, Xie Yun seemed to be crushed by tens of thousands of pounds of pressure, and his breathing began to quicken.
The spiritual power was activated bit by bit, and his palms were tightened step by step. Xie Yun gradually began to be unable to hold on, and shouted loudly: "Why are you still standing there? Take action!!!"
Seeing Yunfeng's disciples, they quickly activated their magical powers to attack Meng Xueruo. However, Meng Xueruo withdrew his spiritual power, and with a flash of his body, all those spells were in vain, blasting the place where Meng Xueruo was standing just now.
A huge deep pit, Qian Chen's teeth were almost broken when he looked at it. If they were outside the sect, these disciples would have been wiped on their necks by him with the fairy sword one by one!
Meng Xueruo, who had reappeared, had already circled behind all the Jianyun Peak disciples. When some disciples were looking for her, the corners of her mouth raised a dangerous arc, and her figure turned into a stream of light wrapped in cyan spiritual power.
Feng's disciples shuttled rapidly among them, and then, a muffled groan sounded out, and Yunfeng's disciples, regardless of whether they were in the early, middle or late stages of the Golden Elixir, all began to fall one by one.
After a while, all the Jian Yunfeng disciples except Xie Yun had passed out and died on the stage.
Xie Yun looked at Meng Xueruo, who was wearing a green outfit and looking at him with an indifferent expression, and felt fear in his heart: "You can't win, you can't win, you can't win!"
Suddenly, he quietly took out a brown pill, and under the cover of attacking Meng Xuelao, he gritted his teeth and swallowed it.
Meng Xueruo, who was fighting Xie Yun, suddenly felt something was wrong. Xie Yun's aura in front of him began to surge, and the speed was not slow, and soon reached the peak of the late Jindan stage.
"Hahaha, Meng Xuerao, you killed my brother Xie Tian, and today is the day you die!" Xie Yun laughed wildly and looked at Meng Xuerao fiercely. At the same time, the attack methods in his hands became more and more fierce, and a wave of murderous intent was wrapped in it.
The sword intent headed towards Meng Xuelao's face.
At this moment, Qian Chen took action. With the clanging sound of the long sword being unsheathed, Qian Chen chopped the sword energy into pieces. The strong wind stirred up by his spiritual power blew his clothes. His whole body looked like
Extremely chic.
"Xie Yun, what did you eat!?" Qian Chen shouted coldly.
Xie Yun snorted coldly, "You have been wronged, do you have any evidence?" He ignored Qian Chen's questions and the long sword in his hand began to gather spiritual power. The surging spiritual power gathered towards the tip of the sword, and
The aura in Xie Yun's body was still rising rapidly.
"What on earth did you eat? You are going to die, do you know?" Qianchen felt the surge of aura in Xie Yun's body and found that his realm was stuck at the peak of the late Jindan period. "With such a large amount of spiritual power, according to common sense, you
It should have been overdue long ago, and it is still expanding!"
Xie Yun didn't listen, but the look of madness in his eyes grew stronger: "When I kill Meng Xuelao and consume my spiritual power, everything will be fine! Hahaha, just accept death!"
Just as he was laughing wildly, Qian Chen stepped back and pulled Meng Xueruo to jump further.
Bang!!!
With an explosion, Xie Yun exploded into a ball of blood mist. The remaining golden elixir was shattered and disappeared.
Before the supervising elder had time to stop him, Xie Yun himself was stunned.
The elder's eyes turned cold: "Heqi Powder!!!!!"
Everyone present was shocked. They had no idea how Xie Yun could explode on his own. Meng Xuelao also didn't understand. Now that Yunfeng's disciples have been dealt with, the rest is a battle between them.
Turning around, Meng Xueruo looked at the people behind her and said, "Now, it's our turn!" This chapter has been completed!