Wow...

All parties watched the stage, and there was an uproar.

"This is the beginning of the first battle, the battle between the two young masters?"

"Ancient forces, the strongest battle between the two heavenly daughters?"

Qiong Yuzong watched the competition stage, and a figure came out against the wind.

The figure is a woman with a long gown, floating in the wind.

To fall from a high altitude, graceful posture, such as wind and wonderful, calm out of dust.

There was no movement on the side of Shengyuezong's viewing platform.

Shengjun's face was instantly ugly.

The young master of her family is not in her seat, but elsewhere.

Eight temples on the stage.

Yiyi looked at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi chuckled and nodded.

Whoosh... Yiyi's figure flashed, and she also jumped onto the competition stage.

Wearing a graceful moonlight dress, the purity also reveals coldness and majesty.

Wow...

On the stage of the competition, the noise became louder.

A pair of eyes immediately fell on the two of them.

These are definitely the two most beautiful and eye-catching sceneries on the competition stage since the beginning of the eight grand events.

"I'm on stage, Young Master Qiongyuzong, beautiful wind."

"Qion Yuzong's most outstanding evildoer in countless years."

"What a nice view."

"No wind, automatic, three thousand green silks, unparalleled elegance and beauty."

A round of unconscious praise came out.

But at the same time, raging sounds rang out.

"Cut, don't think too much, Qiongyuzong Young Master Feng Yin has long been married with Kong Clan Young Clan Chang Kong Linghao."

"Mission Qiongyu, the celestial couple, who doesn't know?"

One after another, envious eyes fell on the Kong Clan viewing platform.

On the empty watching stage, a peerless young man in white fluttering his face showed a smug smile.

Of course, just as a lot of eyes fell on Feng Yinni, more eyes fell on Yiyi.

"The Young Master of the Holy Moon Sect, Xiao Yiyi."

"Good... so beautiful..."

A pair of eyes, with scorching heat, and with a daze.

That kind of purity, that kind of inviolable majesty, that kind of suffocating feeling in the cold face, on the contrary, makes people look intently, and even makes these Tianjiao evildoers unable to move half of their eyes.

Even, these Tianjiao evildoers could not find words to describe them.

"Hey, narrow your eyes." At this moment, a Tianjiao whispered.

"The saint Yiyi is already a famous flower."

At this time, another gaze fell on Xiao Yi.

The envy and scorching heat in his eyes were intense and inexplicable.

There was no smile on Xiao Yi's face, his eyes glared, and he scanned the audience, "What are you looking at?"

The cold gaze made the faces of the enchanting Tianjiao Qi Qi change.

"Huh, that's not Xiao Yi's little thief?"

"What is arrogant."

"When this is his eight palaces fail?"

"Huh, it's a pity, a flower is stuck in the cow dung."

Said like this, one by one Tianjiao evildoer, withdrew his gaze.

But at the same time, the female disciples on the stage from all sides looked at Xiao Yi's eyes more intensely.

In their eyes, Xiao Yi's handsome face seemed better.

That kind of elegant, uninhibited, arrogant, and fierce, seems to make the little deer more chaotic.

Those deep, clear and domineering eyes make people blush unconsciously.

That kind of weather-beaten, yet extremely confident breath, the kind of complexity that seems to be filled with countless stories, and on the other hand, is even more heart-stringing, making people unable to help but want to understand and find it difficult to extricate themselves.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi noticed these gazes falling on him, and followed his gaze.

For a while, the female disciples blushed and lowered their heads, not daring to look at them.

now.

As the endless stream of discussions fell, the fire referee on the competition stage also confessed the rules to the two.

In every competition, the fire referee will confess good rules to the opponent who played in the first game.

"Is it all clear?" The Huo Clan referee asked in a deep voice.

Yiyi nodded, "Yeah."

Feng Yinyi's face was cold, without a word, he only nodded.

"Okay." The fire judge shouted loudly, "The competition begins."

When the voice fell, the Huo Clan referee flashed and jumped into the distance.

At this moment, only with Yiyi and the young master of Qiongyuzong.

Since the two came to the stage, they have been looking at each other.

"Humph." Feng Yinyi let out a slight snort, grinning at the corners of her mouth, full of playfulness and disdain.

"After many years, I met again."

"The world is ingenious. It was our first competition."

Yiyi nodded, without saying a word, her aura was already surging.

Feng Yin smiled coldly, "Why, just like this, I can't wait to be defeated, and I am blasted out of the martial arts stage?"

Yiyi remained silent.

In fact, she just wanted to end the battle soon and return to Xiao Yi's side.

She obviously noticed the subtle gazes of many female disciples on the viewing platform, a little jealousy that was rare in the past.

Feng Yinyi didn't make any move, but stared at Yiyi coldly.

"Last time, you lost a move and vomited blood out of the martial arts stage."

"This time, what kind of end do you choose?"

"Go ahead." Yiyi was a little impatient.

Feng Yin's disdainful smile grinned from the corner of his mouth, "The weak are the weak after all."

"Your Holy Moon Sect, how many thousands of years hasn't Tianjiao been on the Yanlong list?"

"And this time..." Feng Yinyi glanced at the more than sixty Tianjiao, his eyes were full of playfulness, "Hehe, I glanced over, it seems that Duan Guyue is the only one."

Yes, there are more than sixty Tianjiao members on the Yanlong List, eight sects and four tribes, at least a few people in each family, and many, there are five or six people.

Only Shengyuezong, only one Tianjiao, is Duan Guyue.

The Eight Temples team, directly not.

Feng Yan sneered, "Holy Moon Sect's saint is useless, you are a lot of holy arrogant evildoers, and you are also useless."

The two have nothing to do with each other, nor hatred.

However, among the ancient forces, there seemed to be inexplicable contention and hostility between the only two maidens of heaven.

Yiyi hasn't spoken yet, but at this moment, only makes a move.

The battle between the two sides started instantly.

On Shengyuezong's stage of watching the competition, Shengjun frowned, watching the battle on the stage closely.

On the Eight Temples Watching Stage, since the beginning of the event, Xiao Yi, who has been dormant or lightly watching the battle of Tianjiao from all sides, is now sitting up with his arms folded in front of his chest, his face is solemn, and he is watching closely. fighting.

"Sovereign realm five-fold cultivation base?" Feng Yan sneered, "I have grown a bit over the years."

Yiyi's cultivation base is only in the fifth layer of the monarch realm.

And she is the five peaks of the sovereign realm.

Wow... bang...

A misty wind erupted from her in an instant, and then filled the entire competition platform.

A ray of pure moonlight in Yiyi's hand gathers his palms, easily letting the wind pass through.

After a breath, the palm of her hand appeared in front of Feng Yinni's eyes instantly and reprinted.

"So fast." Feng Yinyi's face was startled.

Wow...

The windy figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Yiyi's palm was blank.

A wind blade came quickly from behind.

...

Third more.

Update today, over.

Every day, no change at night, no change at night, no change at night.

No change in the early morning, no change in the early morning, no change in the early morning.

Every day at noon, noon, noon.

Hehe, it's the third time, Xiao Ba has no other way to inform everyone, only this way.

In the past few years, Xiao Ba couldn't eat anymore, so he didn't stay up all night anymore, and worked normally.

Although I don't know how long this update time can last...Of course, do your best!