Le Yao Xiu Xian Ji

Lu Leyao was about to step up to the stage in order to raise his spirits, but he took back his steps and couldn't help complaining: "Temu's speed is so fast, isn't it embarrassing?"

This person is at the early stage of Jindan cultivation, wearing a flying fairy bun with a purple cloud gold headdress, a green tunic skirt, and green boots on his girdle, embellished with the same purple cloud gold ornaments.

Flaming red lips, heroic.

"This is Qiu Xueping?"

Lu Leyao was very surprised by the change in the other party.

For more than 100 years, it is possible to change dynasties, let alone people.

The two on the stage saluted each other and started fighting.

Qiu Xueping held a glittering golden Panlong sword and didn't know what it was implicitly, the sword was drawn so fast that the naked eye could not catch it, and Liang Zizhuan was holding a dark blue long sword, which was also very tricky and weird in swordsmanship.

There is a difference of [-] places between the two in the combat power list, it seems that Qiu Xueping is weaker.

The combat power rankings are sometimes fictitious and real, and can only learn from one or two.

This gap in the combat power rankings may sometimes be due to strength, and it is more likely to be due to luck, so there is such a gap.

Just like Murong Zhan and Lu Leyao.

Are you saying that the strength of the two is weak?

There were a few people present who could fight against it. Unfortunately, these two people fought together, while the other two weak ones collided, and they pecked at each other to advance to the next level.

Two players of equal strength were fighting to the death, and only one of them advanced.

This is luck, and it can also be said to be a kind of strength.

The two first fought from the ground, and then gradually leaped into the air. Liang Zi turned his feet and kicked quickly.

But Qiu Xueping's body style is a bit like Yaojiao Kongbi, light and elegant, combined with her sword art, the lethality is astonishing.

It is very difficult for the disciples in the Qi training period to catch their regular movements, they can only hear the sound of weapons colliding.

"Clang clang clang clang..."

And each sword stabs out a storm of aura that brings out a big wave,

In the eyes of ordinary disciples, this kind of fight was not as destructive as Lu Leyao and Ji Qing's, and it was quite exciting and lively.

No matter how wonderful it was, the winner was finally decided. In the hundredth round, Qiu Xueping used the high-level magic weapon Chifeng Bell to attack with a wave of consciousness, causing the opponent to kick off the competition stage in a flash.

Quite crisp and neat.

"Okay..." All the disciples in the audience shouted louder and louder.

Facing the enthusiasm of her classmates, Qiu Xueping had a calm face, but the suspicious blush at the base of her ears had already betrayed her.

The shouting continued for 5 minutes, and did not stop until the second disciple came to the stage.

Lu Leyao didn't take this opportunity to go up, the fat vine was so anxious that the vine stretched out and wrapped around the stage, trying to drag the owner up.

There is also the non-stop Qianyu, the crow's wings stretched out, wanting to blow people away with one wing.

Take back the vines and wrap them around your hands, and then squeeze the crows below into small crows the size of oranges.

"Don't make trouble! Do you know Fighting the Landlord? Three people play cards, two against one."

Qian Yu said he didn't understand, and Fat Teng also looked ignorant.

"It's right if you don't understand. It's not easy for women no matter where they are. Although I can't watch and help them like sisters, it's okay to be an adult without damaging my own interests."

Many people couldn't understand what Lu Leyao was doing, including her friends.

I understand that there are also some, I really don't understand.

Qian Yu really couldn't understand Lu Leyao, what is the difference between this person's brain circuit, a man and a woman?
In his opinion, in the face of interests, there is only the difference between the living and the dead.

The one who came up was also a male cultivator, and he ranked one position higher than Qiu Xueping in the combat power rankings, ranking 280th and fourth.

With eagerness on his face and raging desire in his eyes, he came up and said: "Junior Sister Qiu has a beautiful face, and I have a heart of pity and tenderness. I can't bear to hurt Junior Sister. It's better for Junior Sister to admit defeat and retreat."

He even brushed his hair pretending to be cool, the greasy look made all the female cultivators headed by Lu Leyao feel disgusting.

With a green face and curled lips, he almost threw rotten eggs.

Qiu Xueping didn't change at all, she was quite calm.

Looking at garbage like eyes, disgusting like stinky shit.

Putting the long sword in his hand horizontally in front of him, he made a fighting posture, and at the same time said slowly: "If you don't fight, get off! Don't waste time."

How could the male cultivator bear such ruthlessness?Hold the sword and go up.

The flamboyant self-conceited chic, romantic
The silver-like wax gun head was too confident, and Qiu Xueping cut it in half horizontally with the sword in his hand without making ten strokes.

Don't wait for the guest to utter foul language.

The sword in his hand stood facing the wind shining bright golden light.

Let Qiu Xueping free her hand
Just a punch on his chest, the greasy male cultivator was about to fall off the battle stage like a broken kite, Qiu Xueping moved like a ghost, quickly approached and dragged him back.

Another series of critical blows hit non-lethal places all over his body, and his face was taken care of in all directions without dead ends.

The words of surrender can't come out, how can it be such a miserable word?

Without waiting for Master Uncle Yuan Ying to make a move, he kicked him off the stage.

The salute was done in one go.

It was very quiet, very quiet.

Everyone except Lu Leyao was stunned, including the miniature Qianyu.

Just staring straight at the stage.

Still others have broken voices in their hearts.

"Lu Leyao, how does this king feel that Qiu Xueping's tactics are so familiar, and there is an urge to beat people up."

This, this, this, seems a bit familiar, but I won't admit it
"Qianyu, your illusion."

Lu Leyao was very sure of it, and after saying this, he received several eyes, all of whom were Jindan Nascent Soul cultivators.

That expression was so indescribable.

"See what I do?"

I don't know why, but came to the stage later.

The third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighties and ninety monks are all male monks.

The strength is getting stronger and stronger The tenth monk, the strength is the peak of Jindan mid-term, Qiu Xueping, relying on her superb swordsmanship and countless talismans, insisted on carrying it down.

The injury was serious.

At the beginning, Lu Leyao, could he still joke with his friends?Laugh out big dimples.

As the strength of the male cultivators who came to the stage behind became stronger, Lu Leyao's expression became more and more dignified, and his aura was not inferior to that of the ice cube faces of his fellow disciples.

Until Qiu Xueping was taken away by Chai Qian, and until night fell, countless disciples had already stepped up and down the stage.

"Are you angry? It's because those male cultivators are fighting Qiu Xueping." Qian Yu asked affirmatively.

Lu Leyao replied: "There are only living and dead people in this world. How could I be angry because of this? You misunderstood."