"Hehe, haha...... A mere junior in the realm of life and death, he dares to be so arrogant, he doesn't know how to write the word death!" The man in the blue shirt seemed to have heard such a laughable thing for a long time, laughed a few times, and stopped abruptly, the anger and murderous aura revealed in his eyes became more and more intense, and he slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and a strong killing intent instantly diffused.

As soon as the other party came up, he showed his blade, and Murong Qingshui would not be arrogant enough to fight with his flesh and blood, and with a flip of his hand, he was also holding a folding fan, and between the opening and closing of the fan, the blue icy aura escaped, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped a lot.

"Huh, what about people?" In the blink of an eye, the figure of the man in the blue shirt suddenly disappeared, and only a flash of blue streamer was seen in people's sight.

At this moment, all the people in the audience suddenly became nervous, and they were all worrying about this delicate woman, pinching their sweat, and the whole place was so quiet that they could hear the needles falling. In the next second, a blue figure suddenly appeared behind Murong Qingshui, and the long sword in his hand glowed with a layer of pale golden light.

"Sky Splitting!" In the cold shout, the golden light on the sword suddenly exploded, and the space in front of him seemed to have turned into a golden ocean, enveloping a world and a terrifying killing force descending, making people feel that the world was not in the future.

Countless golden sword shadows appeared in the void, instantly condensing into a huge golden sword shadow, as bright and dazzling as the sun.

With a sword slash down, the sky above his head seemed to be cut open, and the surrounding air also made a cracking sound, and the edge of the giant golden sword shadow loomed into a pitch-black spatial crack, forming a terrifying golden storm, and in a breath, the entire person of Murong Qingshui was swept in it.

This is too ruthless! But just at the beginning, he has already performed an amazing killer move, and he has no awareness of pity and pity at all. From his cold eyes, you can see the cruel will to kill, he didn't spare any hand, he didn't even give the other party a chance to dodge the move, and wanted to kill this woman with a sword.

Murong Qingshui, who was facing away from the man in the blue shirt, did not show a trace of panic in his expression, and he didn't even make a move to dodge and dodge, but he slowly raised the folding fan in his hand above his head with a clear breeze.

In an instant, a blazing light bloomed from the folding fan, forming a blue ice crystal shield behind her, the pure crystal streamer of the Dao was refracted and circulated, and the surface of the shield was more mysterious, obscure, and complex spirit rune spirit patterns emerged, representing a kind of ice law, locking a heaven and earth world, indestructible, immovable.

Boom! A huge sword shadow was like golden lightning, slamming into the ice crystal shield, and the amazing explosion continued to explode, shaking the eardrums. The golden sword shadow that fell suddenly collapsed and dispersed, turning into a sky full of golden stars, and points of light scattered in all directions.

"This ...... How is that possible?" the man in the blue shirt couldn't help but exclaim, and his figure flashed back at the same time, his rich sense of battle told him that the consequences of a failed attack would usually lead to a fierce counterattack from the other party.

Murong Qingshui naturally would not let go of this opportunity, the folding fan in his hand waved and swirled, and the ice crystal shield instantly turned into a blue and clear vine, roaring out like a spiritual snake, the void in front of him seemed to be cracked, and countless azure blue wood streamers swept the heavens and the earth, and the cyan vines went straight towards the blue-shirted man, blocking all the dodge directions.

The blue-shirted man who had no way to retreat let out an angry roar from his mouth, his body burst out with golden light, and the long sword in his hand burst out with a brilliant pale gold sword light, the dazzling luster was as bright as the sun, and he trembled through the cyan vines, and rushed straight towards the place where Murong Qingshui was standing.

"Hmph!" With a coquettish shout, the folding fan in Murong Qing's hand lightly pointed at him, and the cyan vines were immediately retracted, and they shot out like a snake again, colliding with the golden sword that pierced through the heavens and the earth, and exploded with a deafening explosion.

With a huge roar, the endless golden sword shattered in an instant, and the golden light dissipated in the air. However, in the frightened eyes of the blue-shirted man, the cyan vines that were shattered inch by inch actually converged again, like a steel whip and iron cable, and the lightning twitched wildly without the slightest pause.

Poof! It was like a whip on leather, and the dull sound of whipping resounded throughout the room, causing everyone's hearts to twitch violently. Just a face-to-face collision, there was blood spilled in the sky, and there was actually the arrogant and arrogant blue-shirted man who made a sneak attack, but at this moment, it was like a meteor falling from the sky, and it fell to the ground with a slip of blood.

The ground on the platform cracked, and in the splashing of rubble, cracks spread, and the high platform paved by Qinggang rock turned out to be a deep pit, which showed the horror of this pumping force. And Murong Qingshui's delicate appearance suddenly disappeared in everyone's eyes at this moment.

The man in the blue shirt curled up in the pit, his face was full of horror, he never thought that a woman who looked harmless to humans and animals would have such terrifying combat power, if it weren't for the shrouds on his body being shattered, revealing more than a dozen whip marks that were still oozing blood, it was really hard to believe that it was the woman in front of him.

Quiet, death-like silence, countless people opened their mouths widely, but they were so shocked that they couldn't make a sound, looking at Murong Qingshui on the stage, she still looked like a harmless good girl, and it was difficult to connect with the terrifying witch before.

Prior to this, everyone had imagined countless possibilities for this asymmetrical competition, and many people even thought of the tricky destruction of flowers, and the cruel killing of Xiang Xiaoyu. However, in an instant, one move, or two moves, the two sides looked a little blurry, and a half-step Spirit God Realm powerhouse was actually hit and spurted blood and flew away, and at this time he was still curled in the deep pit and kept vomiting blood, which was the only result that no one expected.

Qingfeng in the audience gave a thumbs up to Murong Qingshui on the stage, with her mid-level cultivation in the Spirit God Realm, this blue-shirted man was not even a small insect in front of her. On another occasion, I am afraid that just waving my hand can make his life and death disappear, and his soul will be destroyed.

"Sister Feng'er, you seem to have expected this to be the result?" Shangguan Qingxue said with a twitching face, the surprise in her eyes had not yet dissipated; "Don't say you don't know?"

"This ...... Sort of!" Qingfeng nodded, "Don't worry, you won't be allowed to fall into the devil's den again." These billion Saint Crystals are enough for you to develop and grow that pill shop!"

This scene was also beyond Liu Yinjian's expectations, how many catties of people he sent were definitely not something that the other party could weigh. As everyone knows, it would be so embarrassing to be beaten by a weak woman in one move, which made the people on the side of the Gathering Star Pavilion feel boundless anger and shame.

However, at this moment, the blue-shirted man in the deep pit quickly stopped the bleeding wounds on his body, and looked at Murong Qingshui, who was about to turn away, with a hideous and resentful light flashing in his eyes.

Whoosh! His palms slammed into the ground, and the whole person instantly flew up, turning into a streamer, and shot straight towards Murong Qingshui's back, and the long sword in his hand was handed out silently at the same time, like a poisonous snake spitting, at a weird angle to the extreme, lightning flashed......

This sudden shocking change made countless people in the audience suddenly exclaim, but all this came too quickly, this extremely despicable and shameless act, before anyone could be reminded, the murderous sword blade was infinitely close to Murong Qingshui's back.

In everyone's shocked gaze, a golden sword light had accurately penetrated Murong Qingshui's vest, and it was still the kind of unhindered penetration, with a puddle of blood flying.

"Ah...... In the exclamations of countless people, red blood beads floated in the air, but Murong Qingshui's figure was strange and did not fall, but gradually blurred with the naked eye, and then slowly dissipated, turning into nothingness.

"It's ...... Afterimage?" Seeing this scene, the man in the blue shirt showed an extremely shocked look, and his body reacted quickly at the same time, because he didn't know where the other party would be in the next moment, so his figure flashed back in a curvy state, and his eyes looked around vigilantly at the same time.

Not far ahead, a figure as white as snow slowly appeared, his eyes flashing with a cold and bone-soaked gaze, quietly staring at the blue-shirted man, this kind of cold and bone-soaked eyes were usually aimed at the mortal.

This figure was Murong Qingshui, who could have escaped the catastrophe, but the clothes on her left arm had been torn, revealing a shallow sword mark, and the blood quickly stopped.

There is a fight that will bleed, but she shouldn't have been injured and bled out, but she is indeed injured, and she doesn't need to find a bunch of reasons for herself, or is she too shallow in combat experience, or is her heart too soft?

In short, the opponent was just knocked down and did not lose his combat effectiveness, how could she be so taken lightly, this sword was a bloody lesson for her, and there will definitely be no next time.

Murong Qingshui did have a soft heart before, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a light enemy, but because of this, she almost paid the price of her life, if it weren't for the fact that her cultivation realm was much higher than that of the other party, I am afraid that it would not be as simple as just scratching her arm.

There was a suppressed exclamation from the audience, all trembling for the previous scene, everyone's faces were full of anger that could not be concealed, and the outrageous and shameless behavior of the man in the blue shirt made people see the despicable and shameless face of Juxing Pavilion clearly.

At this time, Murong Qingshui's face was covered with a frost-like killing color, and the cyan wood spiritual power was circulating at the wound, healing as quickly as ever, but a pair of clear eyes were full of murderous intent.