"Holy shit! No wonder the gap is so big, this time it's really an iron kick!" "Scar Man couldn't help but shudder when he thought of how arrogantly he had challenged a Spirit God Realm before. If it weren't for the mercy of the other party's subordinates, I was afraid that I would be a corpse at this moment.

The so-called don't fight and don't know each other, although they didn't do their best, they also fought to the death, especially between the strong, even if they were opponents, they often felt sorry for each other.

While the three of them were talking and laughing, they all turned their eyes to the two women in the confrontation, only to see that the woman in purple had a sad voice, a resentful gaze, and with the pity and smile that overflowed from the red lips, it suddenly made people feel like they wanted to take care of it, and they couldn't wait to rush forward to care for this woman and beat up a fool who didn't understand the amorous feelings.

"Hmph!" Murong snorted coldly, which shook people's hearts, and everyone looked at each other in shock, their faces flushed, all of them secretly hated that their hearts were too bad, and they had obviously been distracted and vigilant, but they were still unconsciously tricked.

Being able to combine illusion and charm so perfectly, the natural garden is integrated, even if it is a woman, if it is not for a clear state of mind and a firm Taoist heart, she will be confused by it, this battle, I am afraid that it has been defeated before it has begun.

In fact, from the moment the two women appeared, the battle had already begun, and the woman in purple had already made a move in a flash, and Murong Qingshui was also talking and laughing, and the invisible sword light and sword shadow were pervasive, and the killing machine was hidden.

An emerald green jade flute appeared in the hand of the woman in purple, the jade hand was lightly raised, and dozens of blue lights burst out from the hole of the flute. In the blink of an eye, the buds had risen as soon as they saw the wind, and they quickly turned into green vines, sweeping towards Murong Qingshui in various ways.

Murong Qingshui's hand also held a folding fan at some point, and when the folding fan opened and closed, countless azure light spreads out, like a substance.

As everyone knows, as soon as these vines came into contact with the blue light, they suddenly exploded one after another, turning into sharp bamboo swords in the air, forming a sky-covering sword net, and instantly enveloping Murong Qingshui in it.

Within a few moments, Murong Qingshui was shocked to realize that a person suddenly appeared in front of him. At this time, dozens of bamboo swords have been crisscrossed and deeply pierced into the body, blood is like a fountain, splashing out from all parts of the body, the chest cavity is cracked, a peach-shaped heart is churning, and the peristalsis of the intestines can be seen in the abdomen.

It's such a terrifying illusion, even if it's a person with the same cultivation, once it's caught in it, it's sad to extricate itself. But Murong Qingshui's mind was as solid as a rock, and although his eyes saw this terrifying scene, his heart was empty and clear, and he was unmoved.

"Break!" Murong Qingshui's mouth spat out a soft drink, the sound was not loud, but it was like a thunderbolt, and the illusion in front of him suddenly dissipated. The fan spreads out, no longer giving the other party time to cast illusions, and the void flicks, and the clear clear sky suddenly clouds and mist surge, and little raindrops pour down.

Ordinary raindrops are always gentle, and even if they fall on the body, they will feel a little bit, and there will never be any pain. However, Murong Qingshui summoned raindrops, each drop was extremely heavy, containing the power of thousands of catties, and the dense crystalline raindrops completely enveloped the space of Fang Yuan's dozens of zhang, smashing the entire ground trembling.

"This is actually the artistic conception of rain in the law of the water system!" The elegant man also saw it in his heart, Lu Suifeng's unfathomable depth, he knew it, but these people around him actually couldn't see through it, he thought that he had just practiced a clever breathing technique to hide his own cultivation, at best, it was the high-level level of life and death.

And this artistic conception of rain, the mysteries contained in it, have clearly reached the Mahayana realm, and it is almost certain that this woman's cultivation is definitely not above him, and I can't help but be shocked in my heart.

Illusion, no matter how weird and profound it is, is still illusion after all, in the shroud of this artistic conception of rain, there is nothing to hide, and the illusory figure of the woman in purple was soon forced to appear, appearing under a big tree like a ghost, dodging the attack of the raindrops through the dense branches and leaves.

Seeing that the other party showed his true body, Murong folded the fan in light water, and the dark clouds dissipated, the sky was clear, and the white clouds were long.

The purple-clothed woman who was forced to be a little embarrassed by the artistic conception of the rain, her gentle and charming face was gone, her face was covered with cold frost, and the jade flute in her hand shone brightly, pointing obliquely at Murong Qingshui, and her hair was flying without wind; ＂

Murong shook his fan lightly, and smiled lightly, "Yes, I don't know what it will be like for you, the so-called lady of the sky, to suddenly fall into the quagmire from above the clouds, I'm really looking forward to it!"

"It's just you?, it's just a fool's dream!" The woman in purple raised her eyebrows, and in her water-like clear eyes, there was a fierce anger, and she looked like she had moved to kill. The jade flute in his hand was pointed out from the air, and the uncertain light burst out, turning into a sword gang as thin as a hair, forming a large net in the void, overwhelmingly towards Murong Qingshui as a hood.

This is a set of winding silk flute method, the silk sword gang seems to be as soft as nothing, but it is extremely sharp, stained with blood, and can cut the opponent into meat slices without sound.

The woman in purple said cruel words in her mouth, but she had realized that the danger level of the other party was very high, and secretly put down her posture of looking down, no longer maintaining her demeanor to make a preemptive move, and left no room for action, and the entanglement sword swept out like a net, and the speed was incredible.

The strength of the Heavenly Saint Academy has exceeded the imagination of everyone present, and countless eyes are staring directly at Murong Qingshui, seeing that this entangled sword net has been unavoidably covered.

At this time, Murong Qingshui was still as white as snow, with an indifferent face, as if he was unaware of the entangled sword net that was spreading, and even the people watching the battle couldn't help but want to remind him.

At this moment, when he saw Murong Qingshui's jade fingers holding the fan, he rubbed and rubbed it, and between the opening and closing of the fan, the light was dazzling like a peacock opening the screen. The fan surface rotated lightly in the palm of the hand, drawing a circle of crystal clear blue halo.

Seeing these blue auras flying out, the purple-clothed woman's lips lifted a curvature of disdain; "Idiot, Miss Ben's entwined sword nets, each as thin as a hair, and extremely tenacious, how can these auras be easily broken?"

"Hmm...... Before the words fell, I saw that these blue halos were actually hanging in the air to support the entire entangled sword net, slowly spinning, and flying straight towards the void, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared without a trace.

Taking advantage of the stunned woman in purple, the folding fan in Murong Qingshui's hand flew up, and a puff of light burst into flames, and immediately drew a mysterious arc of blue light in the air.

A high-pitched phoenix roar resounded, and the void suddenly showed the phantom of a blue ice phoenix, the phoenix's claws were like hooks and blades, the phoenix's mouth opened angrily, and a phoenix roared and swooped straight into the air towards the place where the woman in purple was standing.

This ice phoenix transformed by Yuan Li looks like a shape, powerful, domineering and violent, but it is only in vain, but there is no god?

The pupils in the purple-clothed woman's eyes shrank slightly, the corners of her mouth outlined a sneer of disdain, and the jade flute in her hand was pointed out in the void, and a sharp sword suddenly split the oncoming ice phoenix in half.

As everyone knows, the shattered ice phoenix suddenly turned into countless halos, swirling wildly, and rushed towards the woman in purple.

"Broken!" was attacked by countless halos, and the woman in purple also felt a great danger, and with a coquettish shout, the jade flute in her hand burst out with a gorgeous light, instantly turning into countless entwined sword gangs, and they all went towards the aura entanglement and cutting.

A series of metal cutting and shattering sounds resounded, and while the entangled sword gang shattered the aura, it was also all gone.

The disciples of the Heavenly Saint Academy are really extraordinary, and their keen sense of battle and on-the-spot response ability are all very good. It's just that no one knows that her opponent is a battle-hardened military god, especially good at capturing fighters and controlling the overall situation. Once you fall into her rhythm, it's hard to get out of it.

Just as the woman in purple dissolved her aura, a fan shadow like a substance drew a strange blue arc in the air, and it quickly cut towards her pink jade neck like mutton fat.

The other party is also a charming and colorful, amorous beauty, and the same woman has no mercy, which is too hard-hearted! Such a ruthless method of destroying flowers and breaking branches is shameful. Countless contemptuous eyes shot at Murong Qingshui angrily, if the sight could kill, I was afraid that I would have been dismembered on the spot.

The woman in purple was also shocked when she saw this, but it was not because of the other party's ruthlessness, ignoring the existence of her big beauty, she would shoot without mercy in her own way.

In the battle between cultivators, there was no distinction between age and gender, and what they had in their hearts was only an opponent, and as an elite disciple of the Heavenly Saint Academy, there was still some enlightenment at this point. She was shocked that the other party's ability to grasp the fighter plane and control the rhythm of the battle was by no means something that an ordinary cultivator could have, and the combat power displayed was completely beyond her expectations.

Although the attack of the fan shadow was extremely sharp, she couldn't feel the murderous aura of Si Bo, even if she was really hit, at most it would only leave a blood mark on the jade neck, this subtle feeling, the woman in purple could naturally be keen. Despite this, as a woman, how could she let her jade neck be damaged in the slightest, it was an unbearable humiliation.