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Chapter 24 Lu Xueqi

Xiao Chang bowed to the elder guarding the arena and saluted, then turned and left.

Not long after he left, Xiao Chang suddenly heard the voices of people in the "Qian" ring not far away, and out of curiosity, Xiao Chang walked towards the "Qian" ring.

Looking around, I saw that under the stage, there were a huge crowd of Qingyunmen disciples, and it was so crowded that there were at least 500 people. Xiao Chang calculated in his heart, and estimated that there were at least [-] people from Qingyunmen on the square. More than half of them gathered under this stage, especially the male disciples of the younger generation.

When Xiao Chang walked closer, he heard the noise getting louder and louder, and the surroundings were filled with the voices of Qingyun disciples discussing happily.

"Xiaozhufeng has always been rich in beauties, I heard that this time Lu Xueqi is even hailed as the most outstanding beauties in 500 years!"

"That's up to you to say, that day... I saw her in the Yuqing Palace, she was really beautiful, ah, who hit me on the head, uncle?"

An old man with a white beard said angrily beside him: "Little bunny, you are a person of self-cultivation, so your heart should be as calm as water, why are you so greedy for beauty? If you are put on stage, you have to just look at that face and do it without action. Lose first!"

".Yes."

"Hmph, that's why I told the first senior brother a long time ago that our Qingyunmen should not accept female apprentices."

"Cough cough, Master Uncle, you really are, uh, wise, wise, wise, but are you speaking too loudly?"

"What's the matter, did I say something wrong?" The white-bearded old man blew his beard and stared, his voice a little higher.

"No, no," the young disciples hurriedly surrounded him and whispered with their smiling faces, "Uncle Master, Master Shuiyue is sitting inside."

"." Lowering his voice, the old man said, "Hmph, if it wasn't for the same appearance, I would have already..."

All the disciples agreed that they were right, and they all claimed that Mr. Song Lao was cultivated with a deep mind and a broad mind and did not care about the juniors.

Xiao Chang glanced around the periphery of these disciples, shook his head with a wry smile, and muttered, "Who is competing here? They are so popular."

Xiao Chang made a circle around the periphery, and then squeezed in from the disciples of Tongtian Peak, and the disciples of Tongtian Peak gave way one after another when they saw Xiao Chang. Obviously, Master Daoxuan's love for Xiao Chang was known to all the disciples of Tongtian Peak.

It didn't take long for Xiao Chang to sneak into the inner circle, and there was really a good view here, and there were seven or eight people sitting closest to the ring, the real Daoxuan, the head of the Qingyun sect, the Taoist Cangsong, the first of the Longshou Peak, and the water, the first of the Xiaozhu Peak. Master Yue was present here, and most of the others were well-known elders from various branches.And behind them, all the disciples of Qingyun stood densely, the most eye-catching ones were all the beautiful disciples in Xiaozhufeng standing behind Master Shuiyue, and the one closest to Master Shuiyue was the blue-clothed disciple who was drawn yesterday in Yuqing Palace. Beauty, at this moment she is still as cold as ice, extremely beautiful, attracting countless eyes.

Xiao Chang looked around and saw that among the younger generation of Qingyun disciples around, most of their eyes were on the beauties in Xiaozhufeng, especially the woman in blue, Lu Xueqi, was even more eye-catching.However, it seemed that those beauties had long been used to this, each with a calm demeanor, and Lu Xueqi was even more expressionless, as cold as ice, as if she turned a blind eye to the male disciples from the same sect behind her.

At this time, the originally noisy crowd suddenly quieted down.Under everyone's attention, Lu Xueqi took a step forward and bowed to Master Shuiyue sitting on the chair. Master Shuiyue nodded lightly and said, "Go ahead."

Lu Xueqi responded, straightening her shirt, holding the magic formula lightly in her right hand, and looking at the stage with her bright and beautiful eyes.At this moment, the faint cloud at the white jade stone slab under her feet suddenly gathered around her from all directions. Soon, a white cloud formed under Lu Xueqi's feet. Then, she saw that Lu Xueqi was like a fairy, and the whole person was here. Among the white clouds, it slowly rose, floated into the air, and moved to the stage.

When the mountain wind blows, the pure white cloud flutters like the softest and most beautiful silk. Lu Xueqi's clothes are fluttering, her complexion is like snow, she is so glamorous, she is like a nine-day fairy falling into the mortal world. A little in awe.

After a while, there was thunderous applause from the audience, the roar of mountains and tsunami, the sound waves were so loud that Zhang Xiaofan was caught off guard, his ears immediately buzzed, he was shocked, he didn't expect Lu Xueqi to be so popular, but after all, he looked into the air The beautiful figure in the middle is still fascinated and unable to control himself. It is really hard to imagine that there is such a beautiful person in the world.

Master Shuiyue, who was sitting in the audience, had a smile on his always indifferent face at this moment.

After a while, a young disciple walked onto the ring from nowhere (because no one was paying attention) with a square face and thick eyebrows, and his appearance was correct, but he looked a little excited.Once on the stage, he said to Lu Xueqi: "Junior sister Lu, I am Fang Chao, a disciple of Longshou Peak sect. Today I have the honor to compete with my junior sister. It is a great fortune!"

"Shh!" The audience booed.

Lu Xueqi remained expressionless, and said coldly in mid-air: "Brother Fang is polite, Lu Xueqi, the eighth generation disciple of Xiaozhufeng, asked Brother Fang for advice today."

Fang Chao on the stage was still chattering, looking at his appearance, it would be fine if he could keep talking like this and don’t compete until the end of time, but fortunately, his opponents accounted for the majority in this world, before he could say a few words .

"Chirping, like a woman! Hey, this senior sister of Xiaozhufeng, ah, what are you doing, don't, I have absolutely no other intentions."

"when!"

At the end of the decisive battle, the bell finally rang, and Lu Xueqi turned cold as she looked straight at Fang Chao.Fang Chao was stared at by her cold eyes, and suddenly felt chills all over his body. Although looking from here, Lu Xueqi's face was still cold and beautiful, but no matter what, he didn't dare to laugh any more, he quickly put away his smile and straightened his face. After thinking about it, he drew the magic formula with his right hand, and a silver-white immortal sword was sacrificed.

Xiao Chang watched silently in the audience. When he saw the fairy sword in the sky blue scabbard on Lu Xueqi's back, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he secretly said: "What a sword!"

At this time, I saw Fang Chao had already sacrificed the fairy sword, and the table was suddenly cold, but in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, he intuitively found that compared to Qi Hao who was not easy to fight in Hetian back then, Fang Chao's use of the ice fairy technique was obvious. There is still a gap.

On the other hand, Lu Xueqi remained expressionless on top of the floating clouds, watching Fang Chao's luck freeze in front of her, as if she had no intention of attacking at all.Behind her was a fairy sword with a sky-blue scabbard. Although this fairy sword could not be integrated with its master like most of the fairy swords practiced by most people, from Fang Chao on the stage to all the members of Qingyunmen, No one dares to underestimate it.

In the way of self-cultivation, the psychic magic weapon can often be integrated with the master after the master has practiced for a long time, and it can be sacrificed only when it is used, which is very convenient.But there are some strange magic weapons, because their own spirituality is too strong, and the human body cannot afford it, so they cannot do this, and can only be carried by the owner.However, such magical treasures are often the most powerful treasures of the fairy family.

At this moment above the arena, a thin layer of ice has formed on the surface of the three zhang area around Fang Chao, Zhang Xiaofan, Zeng Shushu and other disciples who are close to the stage feel a cold air rushing towards their faces.But Lu Xueqi, who was still standing in mid-air, seemed indifferent to this, and just looked at Fang Chao coldly.

Fang Chao sang a one-man show under the eyes of everyone, the fairy sword was flying, and hundreds of eyes from the corner of his eyes were watching from the audience, but Lu Xueqi's gaze seemed to be colder than the cold air emitted by his own fairy sword, and it hit his heart , There is almost a feeling of having nowhere to put it.

Fang Chao felt a little anxious in his heart, and pointed at the sword art with his right hand, the silver-white fairy sword shot at Lu Xueqi from bottom to top, and shouted: "Junior Sister Lu, be careful!" The crowd burst into laughter, looking at Fang Chao's appearance , as if he was afraid of hurting Lu Xueqi, Taoist Cangsong sitting under the stage had a rather ugly expression and snorted heavily.

There was disdain in this snort, and it fell to the ear of the person next to him, who reacted immediately: "Why, Senior Brother Cangsong seems to be a little dissatisfied?"

Taoist Cangsong didn't turn his head, and said calmly: "Junior Sister Shuiyue, all of your disciples are really beautiful!"

Master Shuiyue's complexion changed. During this martial arts competition, Taoist Cangsong praised all the women's beauty instead of praising her disciples for their cultivation. It was obviously meant to be sarcastic. He said: "I also didn't know that there are so many prodigal sons and lustful people under the cultivation sect of Qingyun Sect."

Taoist Cangsong was furious, and was about to refute, when Daoxuan Daoxuan who was sitting among them raised his hand and smiled and said: "Okay, okay, I'm hundreds of years old, and I don't worry about losing face when I quarrel in front of so many disciples. Let's see the competition , watch the competition."

The two chiefs snorted heavily and turned their heads away.

Master Shuiyue suddenly looked at Daoxuan Master with some doubts in his words, and said: "Senior Brother Head, your disciple Xiao Chang should have also participated in this "Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition". Why don't you see Brother Head? Go watch?”

When Cangsong Taoist heard about Master Shuiyue, he also looked at Master Daoxuan with doubts.

Seeing this, Reverend Daoxuan smiled and said: "I know that apprentice of mine very well, and I came here to watch this time because I also want to get to know other outstanding disciples from different branches. Alright, let's watch the competition."

Hearing Master Daoxuan's words, Master Shuiyue and Taoist Cangsong flickered their eyes as if they had thought of something, and turned their eyes to the ring.

At this moment, Fang Chao's silver-white fairy sword has shot towards the cloud under Lu Xueqi's feet. Lu Xueqi's indifferent face showed no expression, and she didn't see any movement. The cloud under her feet carried her body back, but Fang Chao's fairy sword But the speed was faster, and he had caught up in the blink of an eye, and screams and sighs were heard from the audience.

Seeing that when this room was not allowed to be released, Lu Xueqi turned her hand over and took the sword behind her into her hand. She saw that her face was frosty, and she didn't even draw the sword out of its scabbard. She only used the sky blue sword to block in front of her.

"Zheng!"

The crisp echoes echoed far away on this square, which was very pleasant.

Fang Chao's silver-white fairy sword bounced back as if he had been hit hard, and Taoist Cangsong above the stage surpassed the one below the stage, his expression changed drastically.In the astonished eyes of everyone, Lu Xueqi did not hesitate at all, after a slight blush flashed across her snow-white face, she threw the sky-blue sword with its sheath with a flick of her right hand. Holding the magic formula tightly, the blue fairy sword suddenly radiated light in midair that day, and the blue light covered the entire huge arena, filled with immortal energy, obviously by no means extraordinary.

Fang Chao didn't dare to be neglected. Seeing the bright blue light coming from the sky and covering the sky, he was surprised. At the same time, he was even more angry that Lu Xueqi didn't even draw the fairy sword, and that he was so contemptuous of him.But he still moved the immortal sword in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, three ice walls condensed in front of him, exuding traces of cold air.

In mid-air, Lu Xueqi's bright eyes were as bright as stars, and her black hair fluttered in the wind.She seemed to be chanting an incantation in a low voice, and her icy face showed no expression. As she watched, everyone saw a sudden loud noise from the immortal sword emitting a thousand feet of blue light that was flying in the air at the moment, like a beast. Roaring wildly, the sound shook the four fields, and in an instant, the blue light was prosperous, the immortal sword was like breaking out of the sky, the mad dragon came out of the abyss, and all the clouds within a radius of ten feet were all forced to dissipate in a moment, without a trace. .

I saw that in the blue light of the ten thousand paths, in the deepest place as blue as the sky and blue sky, the immortal sword seemed to be flying from the sky, shot at it, and rushed towards Fang Chao.

Fang Chao's face was solemn, and sweat dripped from his forehead, obviously shocked by the great power of Lu Xueqi's blue fairy sword.I saw that in an instant, the immortal sword had rushed in front of him.

"Crack, click, click!"

Amid hundreds of Qingyun's disciples stunned, the three ice walls formed by Fang Chao were like tofu, and were rushed in by the blue fairy sword as if there was nothing there, and smashed into pieces.

Fang Chao was shocked. With his strength, it is not impossible to condense more ice walls as a defense, but three ice walls are enough in his original intention. Unexpectedly, Lu Xueqi's skills are so advanced, and the blue fairy sword is even more unexpected It's amazing, and it's in front of me in a blink of an eye.

At this time of life and death, Fang Chao barely stabilized his mind, the silver-white fairy sword glowed, guarded in front of him, and sacrificed a white light shield.After a while, Lu Xueqi's blue immortal sword collided with the white light shield.

"boom!"

The loud noise was like thunder in the sky, and it rumbled. The huge and invisible shock wave was centered on the two swords and quickly spread around. All the Qingyun disciples standing under the stage suddenly felt that the wind was blowing, and the whole body was unexpectedly. Involuntarily, he took a step back, and the entire circle of onlookers also expanded backward at the same time.

Everyone changed their faces, shocked by the unprecedented power of the fairy family magic weapon.

After that moment of amazement, everyone's eyes returned to the ring, only to see that Lu Xueqi had landed on the stage without knowing when, and the fairy sword with its scabbard flew back into her hand, and the blue and white light gradually faded. Dispersed, but everyone found that Fang Chao's face was as gray as death.

I saw Fang Chao raised his head slowly, pointed at Lu Xueqi, his voice became hoarse for some reason, and said in a hoarse voice: "You"

Everyone was surprised and didn't know what had happened. Suddenly, a change occurred. The silver-white immortal sword that had been parked in front of Fang Chao suddenly made a few muffled noises on the sword. After that, countless eyes watched. Below, a crack suddenly appeared on the sword body, and then it expanded rapidly. After a while, the sword made a painful sound, broke into two pieces with a thud, and fell onto the stage.

On and off the stage, there was silence, and everyone held their breath.

No one above this sea of ​​clouds knows what the fairy sword that has been cultivated for a long time means to a cultivator.

"Wow." On the stage, Fang Chao spat out a mouthful of blood, caressed his chest with a hand, and his face showed pain. He couldn't hold it any longer, and fell to the ground and passed out.

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