"I didn't expect this Yun Wuyi to reach such a height, and the inheritance disciple is really extraordinary. Feng Susu's cold face was solemn, and he secretly wondered in his heart, "In a different place, I don't know if I can take this invisible sword intent?"

"It seems that the rise of this Bixue Peak is unstoppable!" beside her, a handsome man dressed in white, holding a folding fan, said lightly, "If it weren't for the other party's hands everywhere, I don't know how many times this knife would have died." ＂

"That's true! However, with this knife's unrepentant nature, he will not admit defeat easily," Feng Susu looked at the knife on the battle platform without regrets, and was wiping the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, brushing away the long hair that covered his vision, his face was pale, his eyes were still monstrous, and he didn't seem to have the consciousness of admitting defeat and surrendering, and he didn't seem to know that the gap between the two sides was too big to be calculated, and he looked like he still wanted to fight for his life.

Yun Wuya's body at this time was as straight as a sword, and he looked directly at the knife with a sharp expression without regrets, without the strict indifference, only endless pity and thick disdain, and the opponent in front of him was just a worm slightly stronger than an ant in his eyes. The Star Scar Sword in his hand was slowly raised above his head, with a murderous awe. At this moment, everyone's hearts rose to their throats, and they held their breath one by one, waiting for the moment of life and death.

At this last critical moment, Yan Chihuo, Bai Liufeng, and Yan Wushuang in the audience spoke out almost at the same time, "Stop!" It's just a challenge, the victory and defeat have already been decided, so why bother to kill again." ＂

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Yun Wuya's body, as if they were waiting for his final choice, and they were also waiting for Dao Wuregret to take the initiative to admit defeat, and the air seemed to freeze.

Yun Wuya's sword was choked back in a shock, this action undoubtedly explained his attitude, and all the spectators couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As everyone knows, this knife has no regrets and didn't realize that one of his feet had stepped on the Huangquan Road, and he still glared at the other party with a pair of eyes full of hatred, Yan Chihuo's words were more like a complete humiliation of him, this feeling was more uncomfortable than a dead fly, and he couldn't help but be angry; "On the challenge platform, there is no victory or defeat, only life and death, the cultivator should have his own arrogant edge, only one person between you and me can leave alive, no matter who stands on the opposite side today, I will definitely kill him." ＂

Hearing the words of the knife without regrets, everyone's hearts trembled, in principle, they do not advocate senseless killing, but there is no explicit provision that they are not allowed to fight with their lives, after all, the sword has no eyes, and once the real fire is hit, death and injury are inevitable.

Unexpectedly, Dao Wuregret forced the two sides into a desperate situation without end, and there was no room for maneuver, and if he wanted to stop it again, he violated the rules, Yan Chihuo also sighed helplessly, and no longer interfered with it.

Dao's face without regrets was distorted, his long hair flew in all directions, his eyes were full of blood-red colors, his hands were clenched in the crescent scimitar, and countless dark red electric solitudes were entangled and jumped, as if he was about to strike a fatal blow.

A roar of anger rolled out from his throat, and he stomped on the ground at the same time, and rose into the sky, holding a knife in both hands, like a thunderous god of war, and the terrifying murderous aura was firmly locked on the other party, and life and death were decided under this blow.

"Idiot!" Yun Wuya couldn't help but scold angrily, the moment the crescent scimitar without regrets slashed into the air, it suddenly lost its locked attack target.

Yun Wuya's figure just took a step forward, and the ethereal figure of "the end of the world" shrunk into inches, spanning a space distance of twenty meters.

The knife had no regrets, but he felt that the figure in front of him flashed, and in the next second, a sharp pain suddenly came from both shoulders and arms at the same time, ah! The crescent scimitar in his hand couldn't hold it and fell to the ground, and then he subconsciously tried to move his arms, and was shocked to find that it was completely undominated, as if it was out of his body, hanging softly on both sides, hanging leisurely.

"What's going on, what did you do to me?" said the knife in horror.

Yun Wuya's figure returned to its original place, as if it had never moved, "It stands to reason that if you want my life, this battle is already an endless battle, and at this time, I can completely erase you from this world with a wave of my hand." It's a pity that you and I are not the same kind of people, and we won't treat human life like a demon beast. ＂

Wu Wuya glanced at Dao Wuregret with disdain, and said coldly, "This defensive armor on your body is good, I live in the Sunset Restaurant, if I want to reset my arms, I will come with a million Saint Crystals and this treasure armor at night." No one in the world can solve my methods!"

Yun Wuya's long sword was returned to the sheath, and he dropped a sentence in a cold manner, and turned back to leave the battle platform with his clothes fluttering. The geniuses watching the battle all consciously let go of a way, as if to let him pass like a king, and looked at Yun Wuya silently one by one, and countless fiery eyes were full of awe.

Absolutely domineering!

The fallen strong in the past are all used to step on, and the cheers and praises are dedicated to the victors who stand. This battle seems to tell people that there is no eternal strong in the world, and the strong and weak can be instantly switched at any time, and countless people immediately regard this cloud as an example.

Coupled with the defeat of the knife without regrets, Bixue Peak's challenge to the ninth layer has perfectly achieved four consecutive victories, completely subverting the myth that the ninth layer can only look up and be invincible.

At this time, on the ninth floor, there were only two people left, one was the first person of the tea ceremony, and the other was a man dressed in white like snow, like a white cloud flying in the sky, which looked particularly leisurely and elegant. This person's eyebrows are thick and thick, the bridge of his nose is not very straight, and even his skin is bronze, but it still gives people a sense of breeze and long sleeves that are good at dancing.

A white light flashed, and everywhere he passed, the air around him was filled with a hint of coldness, and the temperature in the teahouse seemed to drop by several degrees suddenly. The next moment, an arrogant and cold face appeared on the battle platform, dressed in white like snow, holding a folding fan, a meter square, and instantly covered with a thin layer of frost white.

A terrifying gaze swept across the five Lu Suifeng people above the eighth floor like cold lightning, their eyes surging with a strong battle intent, and the cold ice aura on their bodies was even more awe-inspiring. This person is Liuyun Peak's personal disciple, Leng Qianji.

Qingfeng was about to get up to fight, but was stopped by Lu Suifeng with a look, only Ziyan had not yet appeared in the five, and it was her turn to take the stage in this battle.

"This guy looks very sinister, pretend to be cool!Sister, beat him back to his original form!" Qingfeng waved his small fist.

Ziyan nodded with a faint smile, and stepped out of the air, like a purple butterfly, fluttering towards the battle platform.

"Liuyun Peak, cold thousand machines!" the folding fan unfolded, and the cold air overflowed.

"Bixue Peak, Ziyan!" the jade hand lightly combed his sideburns, without a trace of fireworks.

"The demeanor is excellent, the charm is detached, but it gives people a very dangerous feeling. Leng Qianji shook his fan slightly, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said unabashedly.

"Yes, then what do you think is the chance of winning this battle?" Ziyan smiled shallowly, and said in a gentle voice with a little playfulness.

Maybe I'm overestimating myself. Despite this, he will still fight with all his might!" Leng Qianji said solemnly, the cold breath on his body came out in wisps, and within two meters of the surrounding area, a layer of hoarfrost was quickly spread, and the astonishing cold air spread, and countless ice crystals the size of rice grains fell in the air, scattering and jumping in all directions.

The two sides were ten meters apart, Leng Qianji didn't dare to hold it up in the slightest, and the other hand hidden in the sleeve of the snow-white robe was slightly squeezed, and the first void volley slapped a palm;

In an instant, I suddenly saw a cold mist in the sky, one piece, two pieces...... Ten pieces, hundreds of pieces, the white sprinkled with crystal swirling in the sky, and in an instant, Ziyan's entire body was shrouded in cold misty snow.

Each crystal snowflake is as thin as a cicada's wings, fluttering and dancing lightly, shining with a translucent luster, beautiful, intoxicating, suspected to be a dream fantasy. Those who are a little weaker will inevitably indulge in it and find it difficult to extricate themselves.

No one dares to underestimate these dreamy drifting snows transformed by Yuan Li, each piece of rapidly circling snowflakes is as sharp as a blade, and those who are stained see blood, their skin is instantly cracked, and their bones are visible. People whose strength is slightly weaker, in the face of these swirling snow, shout that there is nowhere to hide, which can be called the most dreamy, terrifying and beautiful blade killing weapon in the world.

Seeing this, Ziyan was only slightly surprised, how could she be confused by what she had gained. The Falling Snow Blade is almost the same as the Falling Ying Killing Weapon, and it has the same effect. In other words, once ordinary people are in the middle of it, they are bound to be confused, and they don't know how to resolve this fantastic killing array, so they can only sit back and wait for death.

The snow is like a front, swirling in the air, and the buzzing and trembling sound is full of murderous aura, Leng Qianji's eyes at this time are more cold, and he wants to see how the other party can resolve this flying snow killing array?

"Well, how can this be?" A layer of surprise suddenly surged in the eyes that showed the coldness of the silk, how could there be a little green light in this flying snow killing array, like a twinkling star, more like a piece of wind blade dancing smartly, and also flashing with a more translucent and dazzling cyan brilliance.

In the next second, I suddenly saw two distinct colors, flying vertically and horizontally in the air, one blue and one white, staggered and colliding with each other, scattering with each other, shattering one after another, and instantly turning into invisible.

These cyan wind blades and crystal drifting snow were originally transformed by the Yuan Force of the two of them, and they were all controlled by their own minds, and they all shattered at this moment, but they were like wind Zheng with a broken thread, and they lost all their sound at once.

They all felt a slight shock in their hearts, which was a sign of the backlash of Yuan Li, and they couldn't help but tremble and took two steps back. However, this was only a tentative encounter between the two sides, and no one expected it to be a one-shot success.