Ugh?

What kind of spirit beast is the fluffy spirit beast squatting on Junior Sister Li's shoulder?

How have they never met?

At this moment, the fluffy spirit beast, with eyes as big as black beans, was looking around, showing its naive expression.

Nan Yuan took off the small meat ball stuck to her shoulder and placed it on Yun Wuya's shoulder, "Senior Brother, take care of Xiao Tang for me for a while."

Yun Wuya lifted his eyelids and murmured.

Xiaotang put her claws around her chest and stood on Yun Wuya's shoulders in a standing position.

The spirit beasts of the Yuanyuan family must be imposing, standing like a pine and sitting like a bell!

Especially when standing on the shoulders of Yun Fake Immortal, you can't lose your momentum!

Aware of a few scrutiny sights, Xiaotang's chest became more and more straight, but unfortunately it doesn't know, no matter how straight it is, it is still a ball.

Nan Yuan flew up to the test bench, waved her arm lightly, and a wide, crystal clear long sword appeared in her hand.

The texture of the sword was like a piece of green wood, and it looked very light, but the posture of the woman holding the sword seemed to be a heavy heavy sword.

"Junior Sister Li, please." He made a gesture to suppress Cen Chumo, who was at the same level as Nan Yuan.

"Are you telling me to use the sword first?"

After a short pause, Nan Yuan nodded, "If that's the case, I'll be very welcome."

The expression of the woman in the field did not change, but her aura suddenly became fierce and domineering, and a white shadow rushed towards the opposite man.

The speed was so fast that many disciples who had not yet reached the Foundation Establishment stage could not see what was going on.

When he was able to see clearly, Cen Chumo, who was known as the second in Yun Wuya, was slashed in the abdomen by Junior Sister Li with a sword, and was shocked to take two steps back!

Everyone was shocked.

If the robes worn by the inner disciples of the Dayan Sword Sect were not of the highest quality, the sword would definitely have opened a **** hole in Cen Chumo's abdomen!

Just one move, just one move, Junior Sister Li hurt Cen Chumo!

OMG!

With such a powerful sword move, no wonder Junior Sister Li is so rampant!

If they could hit Cen Chumo with one move, they would be so mad!

After Cen Chumo was hit by this sword, he lost his mind for a moment, but soon his fighting spirit became more vigorous, "Okay, Junior Sister Li's swordsmanship is good!"

The two fought together again, and this time Cen Chumo had no reservations.

The two people in the field were like two shadows, flashing quickly, accompanied by countless swords and swords, dazzling the onlookers.

Suddenly, Cen Chumo swung a sword, and the swung sword light split into four sword lights in an instant!

The five sword lights stabbed at the opponent together.

"It's Junior Brother Cen's sword light differentiation! It is said that Junior Brother Cen has cultivated to the realm of the five-fold differentiation of sword light, so it turns out to be true!"

Although many disciples with low cultivation bases cannot see the fighting moves of the two, no one can ignore this amazing five-layer sword light!

"Junior Brother Cen has indeed encountered a strong enemy. In the past few years, there have been many brothers who have learned from him, and very few can force him to make this move."

It was too late to say, but it was too soon. Just when everyone thought that Junior Sister Li was unavoidable, that large and heavy Aoki Slaughtering Sword slammed out a sword energy.

A disciple of Jindan period who was watching the battle shook his head, "No, no matter how powerful Junior Sister Li's sword is, she can't resist Junior Brother Cen's five-fold sword light—"

Before the last word could be exported, the man took a deep breath.

The sword energy swung with the Aoki Slaughtering Sword was split into countless filaments after the sword light burst.

The five sword lights were entangled by the sword energy filaments differentiated from the sword energy, and after a moment of stiffness, the sword light quickly dimmed.

And the excess filamentous sword qi quickly woven into a dense net, carrying the killing qi away, overwhelming the sky!

"My God, it is the next level of sword light differentiation, sword qi condenses silk!" One person exclaimed.

Others were stunned.

This, how is this possible!

If they remember correctly, when Junior Sister Li was a disciple of the same sect, she was a practitioner, right?

Fa Xiu mainly comprehends the way of heaven and earth, and the sword is only one of the weapons they use for flight or defense, and some people don't even like to use the sword. The difference between Fa Xiu and Jian Xiu is not even a star.

It took so long for Junior Sister Li to change her swordsmanship, and then she realized the condensed sword energy of the third level of sword energy!

Sword cultivators have different levels of sword qi and kendo.

Just like this sword qi, it is divided into several realms, the sword qi generates light, the sword radiance is divided, the sword qi condenses, and then the highest realm, one sword generates all methods, and one sword breaks all methods.

Today, in Dayan Jianzong, the sword qi has been cultivated to the third-level realm - above the sword qi condensed silk, only the head and several elders, and the younger generation of disciples can achieve this level, and only Yun Wuya one.

It can be seen how difficult this third level realm is.

It is the sword light differentiation of the second-level realm, and it is rare to achieve a five-fold differentiation like Cen Chumo.

Who would have thought that a demon cultivator who had only been practicing kendo for two years could comprehend the third level of sword qi so quickly!

As soon as the sword qi condensed, and Nan Yuan's fierce and domineering sword qi was added, Cen Chumo was unavoidable. The face was not spared either.

In an instant, the handsome young Jianxiu became a **** man, and his moon-white robe was also stained with blood.

During the entire battle, Yun Wuya didn't react at all, the aura around his body was always the same, hiding the front inside, without any waves.

It wasn't until this moment that he felt a little turbulent, nodded slightly, and praised, "Yes, progress is very fast."

After he finished speaking, he glanced deeply, and flicked a plush ball in his hand.

Xiaotang still maintained the posture that she wanted to rush over to save Nanyuan, but was caught by Yun Wuya in time.

"Can you see it? If you rushed over just now, your white hair would be shaved off by your master's sword energy and turned into a hairless ball."

Xiaotang suddenly shuddered, and silently retracted the two claws that she was digging forward, turning into a motionless stone candy in Yun Wuya's hands.

Suddenly, Xiaotang remembered something, stretched out her claws to finger Nan Yuan in the field, and squeaked excitedly.

The kite is so arrogant that there is wood!

"I see." Yun Wuya put it back on his shoulders, "Squat down, don't move. Otherwise, I'll throw you in and shave."

Candy:  …

Humph.

For the sake of you saving my hairy body, I won't care about you anymore.

At this time, the surroundings were dead silent.

Everyone was still in shock and could not recover.

Cen Chumo wiped the blood from his face. Although he described it as embarrassed, his eyes were very bright. He closed his sword and clasped his fists, "I lost, Junior Sister Li is good at swordsmanship."

Nan Yuan also retracted his sword and clenched his fists at him, "I accept it. If Senior Brother Cen doesn't suppress his cultivation, I am not Senior Brother Cen's opponent."

Cen Chumo stared straight at her, "Junior Sister Li, let's fight again next time!"

Nan Yuan readily agreed: "Okay, but next time you have to give me a bottle of Spirit Replenishing Pill."

When the blood man Cen Chumo heard the words, he waved his arm, and three bottles of nourishing pills were delivered to Nan Yuan.

"Junior Sister Li, I'll book three competitions first."

No matter what, Nan Yuan accepted it rudely.

Seeing this, Yun Wuya suddenly tilted his head to look at Xiao Tang on his shoulders, with a light tone, "Your master, so lack of low-level medicinal pills?"