Zhao Xiaochuan stood in a corner, and everyone thought he was frightened and too lazy to pay attention to him.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yu Wen Qingyuan, and Kou Shuying, who was standing in front of him, was focused.

"Girl, you should give up. I won't be able to practice well. If I fail and hurt the girl, it will be bad." Yu Wen Qingyuan shook the fan and said with a chuckling.

The only answered him was Kou Shuying's cautious look, without panic or retreat.

Yu Wen Qingyuan shook his head but didn't care. It would be better if he could defeat others without fighting. Although he could save effort, he did not have the pleasure of crushing with his strength.

Yu Wen Qingyuan waved his fan and pointed directly at Kou Shuying. The little sword beside him turned his head slowly as if he had received an instruction, and pointed the tip of the sword at Kou Shuying.

Kou Shuying only felt a little cool on his forehead, as if something had been targeted. The little sword "swoosh" turned into a ray of light and shot in, and the speed broke through the sound barrier.

Kou Shuying took out his hands, his spiritual power churned and the waves were stormy.

"puff."

A dull sound.

The speed of the golden sword reached the peak of the eighth level of bone-piping, but Kou Shuying grabbed the trace of the small sword, and the sword body of the small sword in a row of hands. The golden sword was slapped in the air for two circles.

Yu Wen Qingyuan didn't care at all. He pinched his fingers and the small sword spun on his own, like a drill bit, attacking Kou Shuying again.

This time, the waves of spiritual energy could no longer withstand the small sword that turned into a drill. The sword body was sharp and the wave of spiritual power was like thin paper, which was penetrated effortlessly, and then directly passed through Kou Shuying's body.

Zhao Xiaochuan's eyes condensed, but he immediately returned to peace.

Kou Shuying's body slowly blurred. She appeared again not far away, her chest was slightly undulating. It can be seen that after three battles, she was not burdened with a lot, not to mention that Yu Wen Qingyuan in front of her was born with the inheritance of two star kings.

Everyone has actually answered this battle.

It’s not that Kou Shuying is not strong, but she has been very strong until now. Most people may not be able to catch up with the speed of Xiaojian. The peak speed of the eighth level of the bone-piercing level is very few of them present.

But she consumed too much and her opponent was too powerful.

Zhao Xiaochuan touched the jade slip in his arms and recalled the contents of the jade slip in his heart.

"It's really the way to drive the jade slip. It's a little better than the miscellaneous military spells, but..."

"This speed is completely incomparable to Jiutian Buyu's deathly sword."

"The death-taking sword in the hall is only at the fifth level of the bone-piercing level, but it has exceeded the speed of the ninth level of the bone-piercing level. It should have reached the foundation building..."

Zhao Xiaochuan thought to himself, and slowly he became quiet. If it were Yu Wen Qingyuan's speed, he could have played for a year.

However, he stood quietly aside, which made everyone who felt that he had known the result a little annoyed.

A person who is at the peak of the seventh level of bone-piping and a person with the sixth level of bone-piping and possesses the inheritance of the Double Star Lord. Why are you here with the fourth level of bone-piping and joining in here? If you have low cultivation, you are still standing on it to attract attention?

"It seems that the result is already very obvious. Penglai has been suppressed this time." The scholars in Dayu Mountain looked a little regretful.

Xingsu Pavilion and the Ancient Immortal Temple are close to each other, and Dayu Mountain has to get close to Penglai. This is a formal force. Even if the two families are ruthless and have no reason, they sometimes have to stand on the same front.

"Brother Tong Xuan, what should we do if Penglai loses later?" asked a handsome scholar in Dayushan.

"Don't hurry, adapt to the situation. The most important thing is to retain strength." The leader of the Dayushan looked as usual, but his tone was a little helpless.

"Dear brothers, isn't there anyone else on Penglai? Two fights and one may win?" The girl who helped Lin Xuan step down and changed the dressing before asked in confusion.

"He?" The handsome scholar thought for a while, as if he was thinking about the words, and then said for a while: "He is probably a mortal. He was scared for a moment when he saw these fight scenes. Later, he would have to bother his junior sister to go up and save him."

"Yeah." The girl didn't understand much, but only remembered that her senior brother wanted to save the poor boy.

A group of scholars in Dayu Mountain could still take a little care of Penglai's face, but Xingsu Pavilion had no such intention at all. Although Yu Wen Qingyuan of the Ancient Immortal Temple suddenly became stronger, it was a bit unexpected that he did not miss the opportunity to take advantage of Penglai when he saw Penglai being defeated.

"Hahaha, it seems that Penglai is just like that. In the end, only one girl is left to bear it every family."

"Isn't that true? What about the human race? Is this scared to death?"

"Hahahahaha, isn't it? Is there no one in Penglai? Is there a person from the fourth floor of the bone-piercing team coming here?"

"How could this happen? Isn't there another girl?"

"Hahahahahaha, yes, yes, Penglai can only rely on women to support his store?"

The people from Xingsu Pavilion laughed unscrupulously. Wei Yang in the audience blushed, gritted his teeth tightly, and clenched his fists with both hands. The unwillingness and humiliation in his heart seemed to be about to blow up his chest.

He was unwilling to give up, and his secret treasure had not been used yet. He hated himself, why he didn't take it out earlier, and he hated Zhao Xiaochuan, why he was late, if he was not late, there wouldn't be such things! He hated him even more that he was ungrateful and stayed on stage to make himself humiliated!

"Zhao Xiaochuan, why are you still doing on stage? Don't you get out!"

Zhao Xiaochuan was stunned. Looking back, he saw Wei Yang's neck red and his face roaring to him.

This picture is a bit familiar, and some memories cannot come to my mind.

He did not answer Wei Yang, but looked at Yu Wen Qingyuan, as fluttering as an immortal, as a gentleman. He smiled and looked at Kou Shuying struggling under the small sword.

Zhao Xiaochuan's eyes sank, and an invisible light flashed through his eyes.

The people in Xingsu Pavilion became even worse when they saw this.

"Oh, there is still an internal strife? The battle outside is not over yet. They are going to fight first?"

"Penglai people are really interesting, and people on the fourth level of bone-piping are so arrogant."

When Kou Shuying heard the word "internal strife", his body stagnated and he was distracted. The golden sword flew past his shoulders and drew a bloodline. Now, the people in Xingsu Pavilion were like chicken blood being injected, and their words became even more unscrupulous.

"What's wrong with the fourth level of bone-piercing? Haven't you seen that the seventh level of bone-piercing have been instantly beaten with one move? Penglai mainly relies on that girl."

"No, no, look at the men in Penglai are not even as good as girls, hahaha."

"Hahaha, it makes sense. Penglai girls, are you interested in marrying into our Xingsu Pavilion? Hahaha."

"Hahaha......"

"Swoosh."

The little sword flew past and cut through Kou Shuying's clothes again. The moment of loss of consciousness suddenly made her dangerous.

Yu Wen Qingyuan felt relieved when he saw Kou Shuying's disarray.

Kou Shuying won two strong opponents in a row, and the strength she showed was no longer underestimated, but she was still full of dangers under his command. Although she consumed too much, she was standing there except using the small sword, but she just stood there without moving at all.

His body remained as motionless as a mountain, defeating the enemy ten feet away. This is the result that Yu Wen Qingyuan wanted!

Kou Shuying can no longer hold on.

The small sword is average, but its speed exceeds the level of being able to catch up with the seventh level of the bone-piercing level.

He knew how powerful his golden little sword was. In the second hall, if it weren't for the protection of the secret treasures, he would have been killed even if he could not react. After obtaining the jade slip, he studied hard and finally used the star core he brought from the ancient country to condense a exactly the same little sword.

It is understandable that his little sword is not as powerful as the little sword in the hall Yu Wen Qingyuan. After all, his cultivation is shallow. The higher his cultivation in the future, the more powerful the small sword will naturally be. However, the speed of the small sword is completely at the level that Yu Wen Qingyuan expects.

In the early stage of the sixth level of bone-lifting, he can have the eighth level of bone-lifting driving speed, which is absolutely unstoppable among his peers.

Originally, Kou Shuying was not as energetic as she could not keep up with Xiaojian's speed. It was only a matter of time before she could defeat the battle.

But there was a hint of stubbornness in the girl's eyes, and the spiritual energy in her body was running without any reservation. Even if it was supported for a moment, she would never give up.

However, Yu Wen Qingyuan no longer wanted to delay. His goal had been achieved, which was amazed by everyone, but if he dragged on, it would be no benefit to him.

"Okay, it's time to end the warm-up."

The jade in Yu Wen Qingyuan's fan burst out with a ray of light, and the golden sword suddenly accelerated, and Kou Shuying instantly lost the trace of the sword.

At this time, Zhao Xiaochuan closed his eyes. Kou Shuying, Yu Wen Qingyuan and the golden sword that shot directly at Kou Shuying's face all stopped in a gray and white area, and everything became clear. Zhao Xiaochuan's eyebrows were slightly swollen, as if something was about to break out of the cocoon, but it was always a breath.

His eyes opened, and his eyes were as deep as an abyss. He looked at the faces around him, and had seen them familiarly, and had not seen them. He stroked through their faces one by one, as if he was checking something.

"Between life and death, there are great horrors and great opportunities."

"Neither life nor death, it is a state."

It is called: No desire.

There seemed to be a sound of heaven in my ears, and Zhao Xiaochuan took a step.

The golden light stagnated, and the tip of the sword stayed three inches between Kou Shuying's eyebrows.

Kou Shuying widened her eyes and looked at a hand holding the hilt of the sword incredibly.

Zhao Xiaochuan stood in front of her, and the golden sword kept trembling and wailing in his hand.

"It's too slow." Zhao Xiaochuan looked at Yu Wen Qingyuan and said.

The voices of the people in Xingsu Pavilion stopped abruptly, and they all seemed to be pinching their necks. The princess of the ancient country who had been frowning and even opened their mouths without etiquette at all.

"Damn!" The leader of the team couldn't help but swear.

Wei Yang felt a sudden silence around him, raised his head and looked at the martial arts venue, and then his eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"How is that possible!" Yu Wen Qingyuan lost his voice and stopped the folding fan in his hand.

He felt that his connection with Xiaojian was still there, but Xiaojian seemed to be stuck with unparalleled power, and he was indifferent no matter how he summoned it.

"court death!"

This sudden change shocked him, but Yu Wen Qingyuan did not lose his position because of this. The other party might have used some magic or magic weapon to limit his small sword.

So when the little sword was captured, he was not panicked. When his wrist turned, a sword talisman appeared in his hand. With a quick thought, the talisman was spontaneously ignited without fire. A wooden sword flew out from it and shot towards Zhao Xiaochuan holding the sword's hand.

Although Yu Wen Qingyuan responded very quickly, Zhao Xiaochuan was completely beyond his expectations.

Zhao Xiaochuan didn't use spells or magic weapons to clamp the sword, he relied on complete brute force!
To be continued...