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.

A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and the jade flute in his hand flew up, and a winding sword net instantly appeared in front of him, protecting his entire body. With a dazzling blue glow, the fan shadow slashed through the sword net, making a metallic cutting sound.

The sword net and fan shadow collapsed one after another, but the remnants of the fan shadow still swept silently across her body. The woman in purple only felt that the jade neck was cold, and her heart was suddenly shocked, looking at the hand that was slamming towards the jade neck, she did not see red, but there was still a hot feeling in the jade neck, although she knew that the skin was not broken, she must have left a scratch on the jade neck.

Although he understands that the other party has shown mercy, otherwise, it is not as simple as leaving scratches. However, she didn't appreciate it, the anger in her heart had turned into a strong killing machine, and she was about to use her peerless skills to severely damage the other party, but she suddenly found that the scattered fan shadow had re-condensed in the void, and immediately drew a blue arc, exuding a bone-soaked ice aura, cutting towards her body again.

The woman in purple sneered, and the jade flute split out of the air, like a waterfall, and swept straight towards the fan shadow that rushed to her.

The fan shadow collapsed again, but what was surprising was that these shattered points of light turned into countless blue sharp needles, like raindrops, and poured towards the woman in purple one after another.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but gasp. This kind of magical method is so thrilling to see that the eyeballs almost burst out.

These ordinary cultivators may not be able to understand the mysteries of this method, but the elegant men can see it very clearly. At the moment when the shadow of the fan shattered, Murong Qingshui relied on his powerful spiritual power and exquisite control techniques to recondense those scattered points of light and turn them into sharp needles, unexpectedly attacking the other party.

This kind of long-distance spiritual manipulation ability is difficult to achieve with his cultivation, but Murong Qingshui can easily complete it without moving, which is enough to show that the other party's true cultivation is already above him.

The woman in purple had never encountered such a strange and unpredictable attack method, she was really startled, her face was overwhelmed, and in shock, her body suddenly reacted instinctively, and the yuan force in her body ran wildly, and the jade flute in her hand danced vertically and horizontally, drawing a series of winding sword nets, covering the whole body layer by layer, resisting the sharp needles pouring like rain.

"Can you stop it?" A faint voice spat out from Murong Qingshui's mouth, and the other jade hand carrying behind him poked out of the void, and with a slight grasp, dozens of sharp needles instantly condensed into a short sword with blue light, which looked extremely sharp. This azure short sword was aimed at the sword net, and with just a slight stab, the extremely tenacious sword net was easily broken.

The Entwined Sword Net and the Azure Short Sword are also condensed by Yuan Force, and being broken so easily can only show one problem, that is, there is still a considerable gap between each other's Yuan Force level and quality.

Poof! The entwined sword net was broken, and the whole person of the woman in purple was suddenly shocked and flew out, slamming into the tree pole behind her, her hair was scattered, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

A burst of exclamation, everyone was questioning whether what they saw was real, a little-known woman, with just a folding fan, didn't even move a single step, and easily beat the elite of the Heavenly Saint Academy who usually needed to look up, and flew out with blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, which was also too unbelievable. Even the elegant man and the scar man saw that their faces changed greatly, and they secretly took a breath of cold air.

The woman in purple's delicate curved body slowly twisted and stood up, stretched out her green slender jade fingers, carefully wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth, and tidied up her scattered hair.

The jade flute in the purple-clothed woman's hand suddenly turned into a spear, with a silver glow all over her body, looking cold to the bone. With a gun in hand, the guns are all around in an instant, as if they are in the water of the night, rippling with cold reflections, and the silver light is everywhere.

The silver spear swirled and flew like mercury spilling out of the ground, forming a torrential whirlpool in front of her, and the air around her seemed to be pulled in. As the speed of the silver spear danced faster and faster, the air currents more than ten meters away were inexplicably pulled by a powerful whirlwind, and even Murong Qingshui's body was a little embarrassed to hit the tip of the silver spear.

The world is so big, all kinds of subtle and mysterious combat skills emerge in an endless stream, and the "Water Moon Spear" of the woman in purple is even more weird and surprising.

When Murong Qingshui was shocked, the whole person quickly crashed into the tip of the opponent's gun, but saw a flash of silver gun marks appear in front of him, as if the light of the cold moon instantly penetrated the clothes on his chest and came out of his body.

The purple-clothed woman's eyes overflowed with a fierce color, and the water moon spear in her hand immediately swirled, as if she wanted to crush the opponent's body. To be able to become an elite disciple of the Heavenly Saint Academy, how could she be a soft-hearted person, who was beaten by a lonely and nameless female cultivator and vomited blood, which completely aroused her anger and murder. The gun is ruthless, and he never knows what pity is, and only when the other party completely falls can he save his face.

As everyone knows, under the sharp rotation of the gun, he didn't feel any obstruction, as if stirring a cloud of empty air, he clearly saw that the opponent's figure was shattered by the water moon spear, but there was no blood splashing on the surface.

The woman in purple secretly exclaimed in her heart, "Not good!" Drawing the gun, she wanted to float back, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a little Venus flying into her head from the side, and she couldn't dodge it in shock. Under the urge, he could only sweep out the tail of the spear without thinking, intending to swing away and fly to a touch of Venus.

At the moment when Murong Qingshui crashed into the tip of the opponent's spear, he unfolded his body of stepping on the cloud and drifted away, leaving only a phantom, and his real body swept to the side of the woman in purple, and the folding fan in his hand pointed at the opponent's face, as if he expected that the other party would return to the gun to block, the folding fan suddenly sank halfway, the fan opened and closed, and suddenly turned into a stabbing ......

Before the woman in purple could react, she felt a sharp pain in the wrist pulse holding the gun, and she almost couldn't hold the gun.

Regardless of the splash of blood, the shadow of the fan in front of him is always inseparable, and he is chasing after him like a shadow.

In fact, Murong Qingshui just intended to force the other party to admit defeat, but he didn't expect the woman in purple to have such a tenacious mind, she was defeated, and her fate was on the horizon, and she was still fighting tenaciously.

The woman in purple suddenly felt a cool breeze on her chest passing through her body, a cold, glanced at it, the clothes on her chest were torn, a large piece of skin like snow was exposed to the sun, and a pair of soft jumps out, shocking.

The woman in purple exclaimed, her retreating figure stopped abruptly, threw down the water moon spear in her hand, and covered her chest tightly with both hands, her face was pale, and her eyes were full of anger and shame. If we continue like this, we will be stripped of a naked lamb. There is death and death, and we must not continue to be humiliated!

"Do you want to continue?" Murong shook his fan lightly, looked at the woman in purple calmly, and said with a little banter. Her shot is very measured, knowing that the other party has only suffered a little light, and still has the strength to fight, if not, with her always high status, she will naturally not admit defeat easily, and will definitely do everything to get back face.

"Damn!" The woman in purple bit her red lip with her teeth, her eyes were full of shame and indignation, and her anger and murderous intent spread undisguisedly, and the light flowed up and down her body, and a set of golden armor was formed between her breaths, covering her whole body and full of sharp edges.

"Yuan Li Hua Armor!" Murong Qingshui frowned slightly, feeling the anger and murderous intent on the other party's body, and knew that he was going to move seriously. She has always suppressed her cultivation at the high level of the life and death realm, and she didn't dare to make a big deal at this time, and the same light flashed on her body, and a blue armor wrapped her whole body, exuding a cold and icy aura that soaked through her bones.

The two huge momentum collided in the air, and even the air suddenly became viscous, twisted and deformed.

"You and I are competing in strength, can you dare?" The strength shown by the woman in purple was a half-step Spirit Realm, which was a few ranks higher than Murong Qingshui, and this move was just to overwhelm the opponent in momentum in order to regain the previous decline.

As everyone knows, Murong Qingshui put away the folding fan, and said lightly in his mouth, "Okay!"

The woman in purple was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then her whole body was full of fighting spirit, and the two of them shot almost at the same time, both of them were simple, without fancy straight punches, any superfluous changes on the fist, some were just condensed to the extreme power.

The two of them were twenty meters apart, and a layer of rich light appeared on the jade fist, and the fist that burst out advanced in the void, and the air along the way was like a wave, with layers of ripples.

The two jade fists were indomitable, full of explosive power, like two meteorites slashing through the void colliding fiercely, and a dazzling light burst out from the place where the jade * hit, and sparks burst out.

This real hard shock, the collision of two huge forces, the whole mountain was trembling, and the branches and leaves were flying in the air.