Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Fu Zhu flew onto the martial arts field and caught the sword.

Shuangxueming hummed softly, jumping for joy. The snow-white sword light reflected in Zhang Qianyu's eyes, making him feel a little more wary.

The momentum of the two people changed completely.

boom!

The invisible collision between the sword intention and the sword intention created a huge strong wind, blowing the black hair of the talisman beads back. She curled her lips with interest and took the initiative to hold out a sword.

The brilliant sword shadow is like flowers and snow.

Around the Golden Fairy!

Zhang Qianyu took a step forward, holding the sword in both hands, and then there were thousands of blue light shadows, roaring and rushing towards the sword energy.

The bright green shadow of the sword in the sky enveloped the entire arena. The girl's figure looked extremely thin, like a willow leaf, which could be torn to pieces by the strong wind at any time.

Years of combat experience told Zhang Qianyu not to take it lightly.

With the barrier, outsiders cannot feel the terrifying air pressure inside, but Zhang Qianyu is immersed in it, and the dangerous aura lingers on every inch of his skin!

The moment Zhang Qianyu jumped up, his figure disappeared in the shadow of the knife. The next moment, he took a breath of cold air, immediately pointed the blade forward, put one hand on the back of the knife, and stepped back a few steps.

The mighty sword energy suddenly ran away, Zhang Qianyu's expression was serious, and deep ravines were left wherever it passed.

The blue light shattered, and the world suddenly turned white.

This feeling is like a cicada that has been dormant for hundreds of years, emerges from the cocoon and becomes a butterfly, and finally sees the light of day, but it only happens in the blink of an eye.

Li Fengyu opened her mouth in confusion and murmured: "Why did Zhang Qianyu use a secret method in his first move..."

"And his secret method has been broken." Shi Liushui added.

It's not surprising that the secret method was broken. The key is that Zhang Qianyu was behind the scenes!

Several people had fought side by side with Zhang Qianyu, so they naturally knew that he had several secret techniques on his shoulders. The secret technique just now was called "Qingyue Shadow", and it was the strongest method that Zhang Qianyu had always been proud of.

Even "Qingyue Shadow" has been broken. Unless he still has the secret method to hide it, he will really be defeated!

Thinking of Zhang Qianyu's bet, everyone's hearts sank, and when they looked at the ring, they felt particularly complicated.

"Sister Feixin, who do you think will win?" Pianzi, a little girl wearing lotus clothes and a double-snail bun, stared at the ring and turned her head to ask.

Concubine Chu didn't think much and replied: "Zhang Qianyu will be defeated."

Shi Liushui's ears twitched, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes. Although Zhang Qianyu's secret technique was broken, he still had some strength. Ranking twenty-seven on the merit list was not just a matter of words.

The little girl in lotus clothes smiled brilliantly: "Like sister Feixin, I am optimistic about that beautiful sister."

Concubine Chu vented her anger and snorted coldly, she was not optimistic about the talisman beads! It's just that Zhang Qianyu is really no match for her.

She didn't even use the fairy sword.

On the martial arts field, Zhang Qianyu swallowed the blood and squinted his eyes. The sword energy was like water or mist, reuniting the sword body and fitting it perfectly.

This vision made him laugh uncontrollably and shouted: "Go in and out without stopping, return to nature, let me come and experience your true swordsmanship again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Qianyu's sword intent surged all over his body, his skin was cracked, and his flesh was stained with blood. He jumped up high, and the fierce dragon rose into the air, slashing seventeen times in a row!

Whoohoo!

The sword light came in an instant, but Fu Zhu closed his eyes, smiled slightly, and said proudly: "The sword skills are good."

"but--"

"It's just good."

The girl opened her eyes and swung her sword.

A gust of icy wind rose from the ground and covered the arena. Crystal frost flowers fell to the ground and took root, spreading from the arena to the feet of everyone watching!

The sudden flash of sword light went from huge to faint, disappearing into the wind and snow, making no sound.

As if falling into a cold cave, Zhang Qianyu used the secret technique "The Universe Shines on Oneself", and a mysterious aura suddenly appeared around his body. He grasped the hilt of the knife and slashed out a knife light as bright as a moon wheel.

The thunder roared and crackled one after another, and it was sharp and sharp like a broken silver bottle. Zhang Qianyu swung his sword and slashed with radiance, layer upon layer, as if thousands of troops were coming, with great momentum.

Suddenly, the whistling stopped and the wind and snow froze.

The sword energy hit Zhang Qianyu's secret technique. His eyes widened suddenly and he retreated continuously. The sword was extremely fast and there was no way to retreat!

"One sword to stop all attacks, what kind of move is she doing?" A god-transforming monk murmured, his eyes filled with admiration.

For those who saw this kind of swordsmanship for the first time, the girl's two swords gave them an unparalleled shock.

"I can't wait for her third sword." Someone said.

No one refuted.

Zhang Qianyu smiled bitterly, and the flying white snow fell on his eyebrows, his tiger's mouth, and the hilt of his knife. He no longer had the will to fight in his heart.

A clear voice echoed through the wind and snow: "Zhang Qianyu, you haven't passed the three moves yet."

"I can't even carry two swords. Are you trying to show off by reminding me that I haven't passed three swords yet? There's no show off in your damn tone. That's the most irritating thing." Zhang Qianyu roared in his heart. Said, a majestic anger suddenly rose in his heart.

He yelled: "Isn't it the third sword? I, Zhang Qianyu, will take it!"

"Draw out the sword!"

A sword comes from Xuantian.

The sword light is colorful.

Zhang Qianyu gritted his teeth, and soon blood seeped out from the corners of his mouth, and his knife became shorter and shorter.

The neon light fades away for a moment, and the epiphyllum appears only for a moment, but my sword energy will last forever.

The third sword is eternal.

"Pfft--" Zhang Qianyu couldn't hold on any longer, and the handle of the knife fell to the ground with a clang, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

There was silence for a moment.

Mimi squeezed through the crowd and hurriedly ran to the ring to help the girl. Fu Zhu flipped his wrist and held down her arm.

When everyone woke up, a member of the Chu family's side branch came up to the stage to help Zhang Qianyu and sent some spiritual power in at the signal of Concubine Chu.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhang Qianyu woke up, he immediately shook off the Chu family's children's hands and raised his hands to commit suicide.

This startled Chu Dongying. He hugged Zhang Qianyu's arm and said, "Brother Zhang, calm down."

How could anyone be so anxious to seek death? Chu Dongying cursed in his heart, but on his face he advised earnestly: "Cultivators are fighting against heaven every time they go through tribulation. Brother Zhang has practiced all the way to the state of transformation, and the hardships are indescribable. There is no such thing under the way of heaven. Giving up the hope of living is just a trivial matter now, so why can’t I understand it?”

Zhang Qianyu was originally in high spirits, but after Chu Dongying's persuasion, he felt a little reluctant to die.

Why do ordinary people practice Taoism? Isn’t it for immortality?

Does he really want to give up life and choose death now? So why does he have to work so hard to reach this level?

Fu Zhu said at the right time: "Zhang Qianyu, do you remember our bet?"

Chu Dongying secretly thought something was wrong. He had finally persuaded Zhang Qianyu. If he was provoked like this again, wouldn't Zhang Qianyu die immediately?

Zhang Qianyu laughed, stood up holding Chu Dongying's shoulders, stretched his arms forward, and bowed with admiration: "Thank you, Miss Fuzhu, for deliberately leaving her life behind."

"I am sincerely convinced."

The two looked at each other and smiled.