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Chapter 229 Daoxuan's helplessness, Lu Xueqi vs. Li Xun
Tongtian Peak.

Zeng Shuchang looked at Li Xun who stood up and walked towards the arena, his brows furrowed, and he looked at Taoist Master Daoxuan beside him with concern.

He leaned slightly to the side, leaned closer and whispered, "Master, the current situation..."

"This is not good!"

"In this match, only Qi Hao won with great difficulty. However, he was too exhausted from exhausting his spiritual energy and was defeated by the opponent who found a flaw."

"And even though Shushu and Xiaofan tried their best, they only managed to replace one of the other side's disciples."

"Even if Xueqi defeats Yanhong now, but..."

As he spoke, Zeng Shuchang pointed at Li Xun.

"I heard that this Li Xun is the eldest senior brother of the younger generation, the leader of the two heroes of Fenxiang Valley, and is highly regarded by Fenxiang Valley's head, Yun Yilan."

"With such status and position..."

"Plus, that old fox Yun Yilan definitely doesn't want to lose to our Qingyun Sect, so he will definitely give him a lot of good stuff."

"Facing him, Xueqi will most likely not be able to defeat him. Even if she manages to win this battle, it will probably be a miserable victory."

"In this way, the last person on the other side only needs to exert a little strength to win the match."

Tian Buyi, who was standing by, listened to Zeng Shuchang's analysis and nodded slightly with a look of agreement.

He smacked his lips, sighed, and said, "Although we still have one disciple who hasn't played yet."

"But in such a hurry, how can we find a disciple who can defeat Nangong Lie in such a short time?"

"It would be great if Xiaohan wasn't injured..."

"With him here, there's no chance we'll lose."

Taoist Tianyun, Cangsong and others nodded when they heard this.

For a moment, everyone was filled with pity and regret for Su Han's injury.

Taoist Master Daoxuan stood there, his Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, a look of helplessness on his face.

After all, he had never taken this competition seriously before.

But who could have expected that Su Han's greatest trump card would encounter a heavenly calamity and fall into a coma at this critical moment.

Thinking.

Taoist Master Daoxuan turned his head to look at Xiao Yicai and whispered, "Yicai, go to Xiaozhu Peak right now to see how Xiaohan's injury is and whether he has woken up."

"Can you catch up with this last competition?"

"Go quickly and come back quickly, don't delay."

"If he hasn't woken up yet, or is too injured to participate in this final match, then we can discuss who will replace him."

Xiao Yicai responded, "Yes, Master."

Then, he tapped his feet lightly, turned into a stream of light, and flew towards Xiaozhu Peak on his sword.

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At the same time, Li Xun had already arrived on the stage.

After standing still, he first bowed deeply and gracefully towards Lu Xueqi.

When he stood up, with a gentle smile on his face, his eyes fixed on Lu Xueqi, he said, "Miss Lu, I have heard of your name for a long time."

"I am Li Xun from Fenxiang Valley. I am honored to be the leader of the younger generation by the kindness of the elders in the valley."

"It is a great pleasure in my life to be able to exchange martial arts with such an extraordinary person like you today. I hope you can teach me more."

His voice was clear, and seemed to carry a sense of dignity and pride.

This caused Liu Xiaoxiao in the audience to blush and her eyes were glued to him.

However, Lu Xueqi on the opposite side seemed to be out of the matter. There was no emotion on her frosty face, and she exuded an aloof temperament that kept people at a distance.

He just stared at the Tianya Sword in his hand quietly. The sword was cold and its light was deep...

"can we start?"

Li Xun felt a little surprised when he saw Lu Xueqi being so cold.

Who is he after all?
He is Li Xun of Fenxiang Valley, the one who is most likely to become the head of Fenxiang Valley in the future. In Fenxiang Valley, who dares to ignore him like this?
But he was not angry, instead his eyes were burning, "Such a cold and aloof woman is worthy of me, Li Xun."

However, he was not going to say any more.

He was ready to use his own strength to "conquer" the beauty in front of him!

"Then let's get started!"

talking.

Li Xun just flipped his right hand, and a ruler appeared in his palm.

It was Li Xun’s magic weapon, the Nine Yang Ruler.

The ruler exudes a warm and mysterious luster, and the engraved ancient runes are like living things, flowing slowly and emitting faintly powerful spiritual fluctuations.

At first glance, you can tell it is no ordinary thing.

"Miss Lu, be careful!"

The words have not yet fallen.

Li Xun's figure suddenly became like a cheetah, and he rushed towards Lu Xueqi with the whistling wind.

As he got closer, he raised the Nine Yang Ruler high up, and with a tremendous force, he swept it down towards Lu Xueqi.

Lu Xueqi raised her beautiful eyes slightly, and her cold gaze instantly locked onto the incoming Nine Yang Ruler. When the magic weapon was about to get close to her, she moved lightly, like a dancing butterfly, and dodged sideways without leaving a trace.

at the same time.

The Tianya Sword seemed to sense its master's intention and drew a dreamy arc. The sword energy was like frost at dawn, suddenly bursting out and heading straight for Li Xun's face.

Li Xun felt a bone-chilling chill as if coming from the Netherworld, and hurriedly held up the Nine Yang Ruler to block it.

Ding--!
The crisp sound of gold and iron echoed.

The two of them used their magic weapons to fight each other.

For a moment, there was a howling wind on the ring, sparks flew, and the strong energy crisscrossed, as if to tear the air apart.

"Come again!"

Soon, Li Xun retreated and then rushed towards Lu Xueqi again, and Lu Xueqi also responded with a sword.

In an instant, the sound of "ding ding dang dang" as swords and rulers collided filled the ears.

A few rounds down.

Lu Xueqi remained calm and composed, and her sword skills showed no sign of panic.

On the other hand, Li Xun, who was opposite him, had a calm face but now his face was full of disbelief.

He was full of confidence, and wanted to rely on his own years of hard work and profound cultivation, and the Nine Sun Ruler, a treasure of his sect...

Even if he couldn't defeat the enemy quickly, he was confident that he could suppress Lu Xueqi and control the situation on the field.

However, he did not expect that Lu Xueqi's swordsmanship was so sharp beyond his imagination.

Each move contained a vast amount of spiritual power, and the sword moves were so dense that he was caught between two opposing sides and found it extremely difficult to cope with them.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this, so powerful..."

Li Xun gritted his teeth.

Looking at the beautiful face of Lu Xueqi opposite him, "I must defeat her as soon as possible, otherwise how can I make her look at me with new eyes?"

Thinking.

Li Xun's heart hardened, and he looked at the Nine Yang Ruler in his hand with burning eyes.

He no longer held back, and the magic power in his body was like a surging river, pouring into it madly.

In an instant, the Nine Yang Ruler shone brightly, and a red mysterious fire magic array appeared on the scabbard of the Nine Yang Ruler, so bright that people could not open their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the temperature around the ring rose sharply, hot steam filled the air, and the air was distorted.

Li Xun was seen mumbling something, and an obscure spell came out from his lips, using the Nine Yang Ruler as a guide...

"Small Eight Desolate Mysterious Fire Formation, done!"

In an instant, the patterns of the Eight Desolate Mysterious Fire spread from the ruler's body to the entire arena like a nimble red snake.

The scarlet flames rose up like a dragon, roaring, as if to devour everything.

(End of this chapter)