"Young Master, these people seem to have come at us deliberately, have they discovered our identity?" Yun Wuya defeated Yan Chihuo, and did not go up to the ninth layer, but came to Lu Suifeng's side on the eighth floor, glanced at Chu Ling coldly, looked at the other party's whole body like falling into a river of ice, and hurriedly got up and left in a little frightened, these eight layers were not something she could stay in.

"Then knock those arrogant guys above the ninth layer to the dust one by one, which can be regarded as doing a high-eyebrow thing for Bixue Peak. Lu Suifeng tasted a cup of tea, and the corners of his mouth raised a playful arc.

When a white-clothed Bailiufeng fell down from the ninth floor like a piece of snow, it immediately attracted a wave of surprise, and this kind of special challenge happened one after another, which was unique in the previous tea ceremony.

Both of them are white-clothed Shengxue, facing everyone's eyes and walking to the battle platform, a pair of eyes scanning back and forth on the two of them, a lotus step, like a lotus in the wind, floating out of the dust, without the slightest trace of fireworks. A sword eyebrow starry eyes, free and elegant, hands behind his back, five fingers naturally retracted, a light breeze.

"Liuyunfeng, Bai Liufeng! Boldly challenge, a sudden beauty!" Bai Liufeng smiled and hugged his fists, and gave a very generous salute, without the arrogance of a strong man.

"Bi Xuefeng, Murong Qingshui, can be looked up to by Senior Brother Bai, although he is afraid, he is not willing to give up the opportunity to fight with the master, I hope you will not be disappointed!" Murong Qingshui smiled faintly, without showing any nervousness in the face of the master.

"Senior Sister Murong laughed, although I can't see through your true cultivation, this is a very dangerous thing. However, as the party that took the initiative to challenge, it really did not have the face to seize the opportunity. So, I decided to stand here and pick you up with my feet still three times!"

How much self-confidence does it take to dare to be so big? However, those who know him well know the deep meaning, and in the case of not knowing the depth of the other party, the wisest thing to do is to brake quietly. It sounds like a very graceful courtesy, but in fact, it is to retreat into advance, and there is no trace of the depth of the city.

If he knew that there was a Spirit God Realm powerhouse standing opposite, he didn't know if he would be so ashamed that he vomited blood? There was no shortage of people with bright minds in the audience, who were sneering at Bai Liufeng's scheming.

"Senior Brother Bai, are you sure you want to give in three tricks?" Murong Qingshui sighed secretly, a look of pity flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Of course, it's just three moves, senior brother, I'm confident that I can still take it. There is no need to scruple, although the shot is!" Bai Liufeng pursed his lips, outlining a good-looking arc, but he didn't dare to be careless in his heart.

"That's the case, it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate!" Murong Qingshui didn't make any gesture when he spoke, but just raised his slender jade arm and pinched a mysterious handprint, and his red lips opened lightly;

The space was distorted, and a star-picking hand the size of several zhang condensed and formed, flashing with crystal brilliance, directly grabbing the top of Bai Liufeng's head, like a mountain pressing on the top, making people feel that there was no way to avoid it.

At the same time, a pillar of purple light as thick as a finger shot out from the tips of Murong Qingshui's fingers, and rushed towards Bai Liufeng's chest and abdomen like lightning.

"This ...... Bai Liufeng's expression changed calmly, he didn't expect that as soon as the other party made a move, he casually displayed two types of mystical martial arts, the huge star-picking hand could barely be low, the purple fingers were the most terrifying, the power could definitely directly break through his own body protection air shield, life and death, there was still a lot of rhetoric before, and at the same time, his body flashed rapidly, and he punched the star-picking hand. The two surging energies collided together, and a loud bang erupted, and the aftermath filled the air for a long time.

"People just flicked their fingers, and they were so embarrassed, and they gave in three polite moves, it's really embarrassing!" Yan Chihuo, who had just been defeated, sneered with contempt.

Accompanied by his voice, it caused a burst of embarrassment, and countless people's eyes showed ridicule, wanting to see how he ended. Bai Liufeng's snow-white teeth clenched his lips, and his eyes flashed with disbelief, ashamed of his arrogant actions.

Over the years, there have often been many arrogant geniuses who regard themselves as extraordinary, and they are very fashionable to make bold statements, what do you close your eyes and let you have one hand...... If you break your promise and admit defeat or something, even a character like Bai Liufeng will be difficult to get rid of.

Murong gently stroked the hair on his temples, not wanting to ridicule the other party at all, and smiled faintly: "Senior Brother Bai's adaptability is good! It's just that pity the fragrance and cherish the jade on the spot is a very dangerous thing, and it is also a taboo for cultivators!"

"Teach!" Bai Liufeng knew that the other party was giving himself a step, and did not take the opportunity to humiliate and hit the opponent, but this state of mind is not something that ordinary people can have, the more it is, the more people feel that the other party is unfathomable, and they dare not take it lightly.

The two sides had a temptation, both of them looked solemn and gradually distanced, twenty meters away from each other, Bai Liufeng was already holding a sword in his hand at this time, the scabbard was particularly primitive, outlining a few strokes of the moire.

Murong Qingshui also held a sword in her hand, the scabbard was carved with a star pattern, the color was blue, deep and cold, just like the aura emanating from her body.

The woman in front of her can be regarded as a vivid lesson to Bai Liufeng today, and it is indeed a very dangerous thing to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade on the spot. Giving up all the negative emotions in his heart, the breath of the whole person also changed, as cold as the snow in the harsh winter, his right hand was on the hilt of the sword, and his sharp gaze locked on the other party's figure from afar, making people feel an inexplicable pressure and a slight uneasiness.

Flash Kill of the Mystery of the Flowing Clouds!

Bai Liufeng is no longer polite, the white shadow moved slightly, and the distance was shortened to ten meters, on the way, the long sword in his hand was choked out of the sheath, a cold light wrapped in a terrifying sword intent, the air seemed to be like water at this moment, the water of the ancient well without waves, there was only one person and one sword left between heaven and earth, and there was nothing else. The human sword is one, integrated into the artistic conception of the ancient well without waves, and it is one.

Murong Qing's gaze shrank slightly, and the sword in the star mark pattern suddenly came out of its sheath, and a touch of purple light slashed out like a star, and it clicked on the tip of the opponent's sword with unmistakable accuracy.

Ding! The tips of each other's powerful swords struck each other, the sparks splashed, dazzling, and the artistic conception of the ancient well without waves was shattered and disappeared.

There is a great difference between the way of the sword and the way of the sword, the momentum of the way of the sword is magnificent, the big opening and closing, the publicity of swallowing the sky and the earth, making people's blood boiling. The kendo, which pays attention to the artistic conception of the mysterious, the sublimation of exquisite skills, often strives for the minimum price, and is good at killing with one blow from the most unthinkable angle, which will leave people with a terrifying feeling.

The extermination of the mysteries of the clouds!

At the moment when the two swords clashed, Bai Liufeng stepped back and shook his wrist, and the long sword in his hand trembled and burst out with a sharp sword that cut gold and split iron, and a beam of fine light ignored the distance of space, and pointed directly at Murong Qingshui not far in front of him as if he was powerless.

The sword light that flew out was actually shredded by a purple ray of light halfway through. A little cold star flashed out of the shattered light and shadow, and went straight to Bailiufeng. A little cold star, but it creates a chaotic artistic conception of space, which makes people visually confused, and they dare not easily swing their swords to block.

The Bailiufeng, which was advancing forward, flashed backwards in shock. No one knows why he didn't even dare to fight against the cold star, and chose to retreat in a terrifying way. Because I am not in it, I can't feel the horror of the "Broken Star Artistic Conception".

This is the artistic conception of the sword path that Murong Qing realized from his "Starry Sky Domain", and it is the first time that he has displayed it, and Bai Liufeng has unfortunately become the target of the trial.

Returning to the sword, a drop of blood slid down the tip of the sword to the ground, Murong Qingshui raised his eyes to look at Bai Liufeng, who was shrouded in sword intent, and returned to twenty meters, but there was a shallow blood mark on his neck.

The two sides collided and clashed, each striking out two swords, one returned in vain, with an extra sword mark on the neck, and the other stood in place, not moving half a step, but the whole body was unharmed.

"What kind of kendo artistic conception is this?" Bai Liufeng blurted out a low-level question that had no water, is your opponent obligated to tell you?

"Shattered Star Artistic Conception!I have just realized it, and I am not yet mature!" Murong Qingshui blurted out in response, very idiotic? But do you understand what she said? That is not over, what is the difference between saying it and not saying it? It's just confusing people's hearts.

After a long time, Bai Liufeng touched the blood marks on his neck, revealing a thoughtful smile; If you don't believe me, you can try again!"

"Yes? The strength of the move is not in the move itself, but in the person who uses it. Otherwise, it's a dead move, a death-seeking move!" Murong Qingshui smiled disapprerovingly; "The same trick is used at the right opportunity, and the results are very different. Just now it was just a tentative sword, be careful, next time, it won't be as simple as leaving a shallow sword mark. ＂

Flowing clouds: Empty killing!

Bai Liufeng knew that if he listened to it again, his mind would be chaotic, and the other party was obviously deliberately disturbing his ancient well Wubo's state of mind, how could he be fooled? The breath of the whole body converged inside, as if it had turned into an invincible, endlessly sharp sword, like a shocking lightning slashing through the air, and the distance of twenty meters was instantaneous, and the speed was extremely fast, so that the process in the middle became a blank and there was no trace.

The speed of this sword is so fast that people don't even have time to react, and there are even two powerful forces implied in this "air killing" sword momentum, one bright and one dark, and the sword momentum in the bright place is extremely sharp, so that people dare not ignore it easily, and ignore it. The sword momentum in the dark is hidden but not revealed, and it is difficult to determine whether it is a false move or not, but it is definitely a fatal kill. The two complement each other, and it is impossible to prevent it.

One sword, two swords, three swords......

Murong Qingshui's breath had calmly swept away dozens of lightning sword flashes, and in the sound of the resonance of gold and iron, a beam of dark energy blade quietly went straight to Murong Qinghuo's throat, with a murderous awe.