Hearing the referee's verdict, the long sword in Li Wutong's hand trembled slightly, and then slowly left from Ge You's neck, and with the departure of the long sword, Ge You finally couldn't hold on to the fear in his heart, and sat down softly, the sweat on his forehead gushed out wildly, Ge You gasped for breath, remembering the experience just now, Ge You really thought that he was going to die, but fortunately, there were rules for the competition, otherwise, Ge You didn't dare to imagine whether he would be stabbed to death by a sword,

Ignoring Ge You, who was already soft-footed next to him, Li Wutong's murderous aura that had not yet recovered, with indifferent eyes, slowly moved around the stands, and finally stopped at the position where the disciples of Ziqingmen were, to be precise, stayed on the purple-haired girl who had a large vacant space next to her, only a man and a woman.

Under the gaze of countless eyes from the audience, the seven-foot Qingfeng in his hand was raised, and finally pointed to the purple-haired girl, and the indifferent voice slowly sounded, "Ziyi!

The indifferent voice slowly spread throughout the square, making everyone stunned, and then seemed to remember something, and his eyes turned his gaze to the purple-haired girl feverishly.

Li Wutong's slightly hoarse and indifferent voice focused the eyes of the audience on the purple-haired girl, whether these people were from that sect, they all looked at the purple-haired girl with admiration, admiration, and expectation. And there were a lot of voices of swallowing saliva coming out from all corners one after another, and Li Xuan also followed everyone's line of sight.

I saw there, a slender figure, clear eyebrows and eyes like an elf, delicate face, slender eyebrows, slender and delicate body, wearing a set of tight-fitting purple skirt robes, purple clothes and her cold temperament, like a combination of purity and beauty, although contradictory, but it seems to be very suitable for her. set off another flavor, and the most surprising thing is that this purple-robed woman actually has long waist-length purple hair.

This purple color didn't seem to have mutated for any other reason, as if she was born with this beautiful long purple hair. This long purple hair, coupled with the purple skirt robe on her body that wrapped her delicate figure, made this purple-robed woman more attractive.

After looking at it carefully, Li Xuan was amazed in his heart, no wonder this woman could make most of the people present look hot, this style and temperament are really good.

"Then, you have to fight to know," Hearing Li Wutong's words, the purple-haired girl was stunned for a moment, and then stood up, her delicate face showed a faint smile, and the smile was like a snow lotus blooming on the iceberg, amazing and incomprehensible!

"Hmph!" Hearing the girl's response, Li Wutong's brows furrowed slightly, but his eyes were only staring at the purple-haired girl in the stands, and the latter was also looking at him coldly, the two looked at each other for a while, Li Wutong snorted coldly, and the seven-foot Qingfeng in his hand was put into the storage ring, and then slowly turned around, and his figure flashed out of the ring.

The purple-haired girl smiled slightly, and then sat down as well.

After sweeping his gaze, Li Xuan slowly withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice: "Hua Lao, that is the purple clothes of Ziqingmen?"

Hua Lao nodded lightly, and said slowly: "Well, he is the eldest disciple of the Ziqing Sect, Ziyi, Ziyi is no worse than Li Wutong, both of them are cultivators at the peak of the ninth level of the Great War Division, and they both broke through the barrier of the Great War Division with one kick and became the same war spirit as the old man, and now, it is really the world of your young people, we are all old!" Hua Lao sighed slightly.

Li Xuan smiled slightly and didn't answer, but in his heart, he also silently put a powerful label on this beautiful purple-haired girl.

"Okay, now the game continues," the middle-aged man on the referee's bench said aloud after Li Wutong left.

As the sound of the referee's seat fell, the game on the field continued in an instant.

In the next dozen games, Li Xuan finally saw the purple cloth make a move, but after watching it for a while, he shook his head helplessly, this is a completely unequal game, the opponent in purple clothes can't even hold up her move, so he is put on the chest by the Xiu sword in her hand, and the opponent can only reluctantly admit defeat. I can't see some of the fighting styles of the purple clothes at all.

Looking at the purple-haired girl with a cold face, dancing and jumping on the stage, Li Xuan could only give up the plan in his heart, originally Li Xuan's plan to analyze the battle plan between her shots failed.

Soon after the purple-clothed girl appeared, Li Qiushui of the White Tiger Gate and Yebei of the Ziqing Gate also played once in succession, these two people are worthy of the two people that Hua Lao solemnly reminded them to pay attention to, and the opponents of the two people were a sixth-level monk of the Great War Division, and a seventh-level monk of the Great War Division.

The seventh-level disciple of the Great War Division, who was against Li Qiushui, was a little better, and after fighting with Li Qiushui for more than a dozen rounds, he knew that he was invincible, so he freely admitted defeat and left the square directly.

And the opponent of Yebei is unlucky, he is just a disciple of the sixth level of the Great War Division of the White Tiger Gate, there is no hope for this Yebei, it seems that the rules give him the courage to fight, and he did not admit defeat, and fought fiercely with Yebei, and he could still hold on to a few moves at first, but it didn't take long to completely fall into the disadvantage,

The disciple already wanted to surrender, but Yebei's swift offensive didn't give him a chance, and finally he couldn't parry, and was the heavy sword in Yebei's hand, which was comparable to the Xuanzhong ruler in Li Xuan's hand, containing a strong and domineering energy that made people's faces change greatly, and slapped the disciple's back, slamming the sixth-level battle master with a true qi gauze to protect his body, and finally rolled on the ground for more than ten meters before stopping, his mouth was already spurting blood, and he was directly unconscious.

Immediately, some disciples carried him out and went for treatment, Yebei put the heavy sword in his hand back into the storage ring, his cold face showed a trace of bloodthirstiness, and he muttered to the unconscious disciple in a low voice: "If this is not a rule, you can't kill, you are already dead." Then he slowly retreated.

"This Yebei is a ruthless character, if you have a grudge with him, you can't keep it, this person is like a hungry wolf. Li Xuan, who was sitting in the stands, couldn't help but murmur softly as he looked at Yebei's murderous performance.