I am a heartthrob in Kuaiwen

The sixth day of the sect competition.

"Su Xiao of the Qingxu Sect versus Yun Zhenqing of the Spirit Sword Sect."

Su Xiaoxiao had won several games in a row and finally ran into Yun Zhenqing, one of the male protagonists, after redrawing the lottery yesterday.

Even that guy looked at her with strange eyes, and Su Xiaoxiao couldn't tell what kind of eyes they were.

The uniforms of the Lingjian Sect are all aqua blue, and Yun Zhenqing is of the wind spirit root. At this moment, his sword has been unsheathed, and the breeze is blowing, making his clothes dance.

Yun Zhenqing looked at Su Xiaoxiao with warm eyes:

"Fellow Daoist Su, please enlighten me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura in the entire barrier changed completely, and a terrifying coercion spread. Yun Zhenqing's sword moved with the wind, and thousands of sword energy flew across the sky.

What does he mean?

Are you going to be cruel?

Su Xiaoxiao made a secret with her left hand, and there was a clanging sound of flowing frost. A biting cold air was exuding all over her body. The frost spread in the place where she was. When those terrifying sword energies flew towards her, ice shields rose up from the ground to surround Su Xiaoxiao.

For a moment, gold and ice blue clashed with each other, and the blue sky was eclipsed by the dazzling light.

Yun Zhenqing held the sword, moved his feet, and flew out into the air, breaking the ice shield with the sword rain from the sky. Before the long sword touched the ice crystals, he could already hear the sound of the ice breaking.

The young man held the sword as still as a mountain, looking at him calmly with beautiful eyebrows. Then he swung his long sword, and a seemingly calm sword energy penetrated the air. Yun Zhenqing's eyes flashed and he blocked it with his sword.

The moment the sword body touched the sword energy, the frightening power surged around the sword body. Yun Zhenqing's figure flashed, and the sword energy lost its target and struck straight towards the barrier. The cracks followed the path. The entry point gradually spread from bottom to top, and then a small opening was suddenly opened.

"He can also break the Tianji Formation barrier. This, this is too powerful."

"Has Yun Zhenqing not used his true skills yet? Don't all their sword cultivators just lift their swords?"

"Yun Zhenqing's nickname is Sword Master. He is different from ordinary swordsmen."

Yun Zhenqing landed gracefully, and his movements of holding the sword and flower were smooth and smooth. He looked back at the gap, and his eyes became sharp in an instant.

He kicked his feet violently, and his body cut through the void like lightning. For a moment, the sword light surged.

Su Xiaoxiao knew that he was serious. The sword was covered with frost. She raised her sword to meet him. The two of them fought in the air. The speed of the sword was so fast that everyone in the viewing platform was dazzled.

The warm and sweet almond-like big eyes widened, aqua blue and golden light circulated rapidly in the barrier, and the originally intact bluestone arena was now filled with ravines.

Tang Tang was so shocked by this scene that he never closed his mouth: "This, this is purely a fight between gods."

The martial arts viewing platform was silent at the moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on Su Xiaoxiao and the others. It was a rare sight for two elite swordsmen to fight.

Yun Zhenqing, who was on the court, felt very happy during these few rounds of fighting with Su Xiaoxiao. The fighting spirit in his body was shouting crazily. For a moment, he seemed to have entered a state of selflessness.

He was between heaven and earth, the breeze merged with him, and he vaguely heard a voice whispering in his ear. At this time, he was not on the arena of the sect competition, and he did not see Su Xiao. He only saw his sword standing In the vastness of heaven and earth.

Su Xiaoxiao fought with him, feeling more and more uncomfortable as she fought, and the other person suddenly felt like adrenaline.

"Xiaoxiao, this Yun Zhenqing is comprehending the sword realm." 001 reminded her in her mind.

No, this sword domain is like cabbage, anyone can pick it up.

"Yun Zhenqing is one of the male protagonists in this world, the son of luck. This kind of operation is considered normal."

The opponent's momentum surged. Su Xiaoxiao swung her sword and retreated, retreating to a distance of one meter in front of the red line at 001's reminder.

In an instant, the situation suddenly changed, the sound of Yun Zhenqing's sword echoed through the sky, and the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect suddenly stood up.

Sword domain.

Yun Zhenqing also opened the Sword Domain.

"Oh my god! Yun Zhenqing has also understood the sword realm."

"It's against common sense, it's against common sense!"

Wen Tiantian looked worriedly at the thin white figure in the barrier.

Brother Su.

The sword domain unfolds. Unlike Su Xiaoxiao's glacial death, Yun Zhenqing's sword domain is full of vitality. This is a confrontation between the path of love and the path of ruthlessness.

Liu Shuang stood in front of Su Xiaoxiao, making secrets with both hands. Countless white frost swords appeared out of thin air behind him, and the sword energy rolled up the flying snow in the sky. The scene in the arena at this moment was strange.

Half of it is spring breeze and drizzle, and half is ice and snow cover.

The biting wind and snow invaded Yun Zhenqing's sword domain with irresistible force, and the stinging pain that penetrated his bones made his throat taste like rust.

Su Xiaoxiao channeled her spiritual power, and suddenly her soul felt blessed. She looked at the sky with emotion, and saw pure sky blue and white flowers falling.

The spiritual energy in the body was flowing rapidly, and correspondingly, the falling snow turned into white catkins flying all over the sky. The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and the terrifying pressure made everyone present stand on end.

Elder Ling frowned: "Lidya Su is about to break through."

The master of Luohua Island took the lead in flying into the place where his disciples were sitting to cast their spells, and the barrier unfolded. The other sect masters also went to the martial arts viewing platform.

Fortunately, Guansha Valley is very large, and the Tribulation Thunder will only hit the breaker.

But Yun Zhenqing is still inside.

"How can I break through the barrier?"

Black and purple clouds of calamity gathered directly above Su Xiaoxiao's head. Yun Zhenqing was forced to the ground by the pressure of heaven and spat out a column of blood.

Su Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, and at the moment when the calamity thunder was about to strike, she rushed in front of Yun Zhenqing as fast as the wind, grabbed his hand and threw him out of the ring.

The severe pain in his arm made Yun Zhenqing's vision go dark. Su Xiao's strength was a little too strong, and his hand was broken.

The leader of the Spirit Sword Sect jumped into the air to catch Yun Zhenqing who was thrown away. His eyes covered with white silk could not see clearly, but the direction he was looking at was where Su Xiaoxiao was.

The terrifying sky thunder struck one after another with unusual power. The sect leaders and protectors had no choice but to protect the disciples and flee to the spirit boat in a hurry.

The entire Guansha Valley was almost pierced by the thunder. Wen Tiantian's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. She didn't know that this thunder tribulation was so terrifying.

Senior Brother Su…

Elder Ling, who had always been unruly, looked at the center of the thunder strike with great seriousness. The thunder was hardening his bones, but he was also in great pain, but Su Xiao didn't say a word.

This day's thunder is definitely not as simple as being promoted to Nascent Soul. Whether he can withstand it...he is not sure yet.

Everyone is wondering whether such a beautiful and proud man will fall like this. A large number of disciples are usually fully prepared to overcome the tribulation, and they will bring some protective objects with them. After all, if they fail to overcome the tribulation, they are likely to die. It disappears, but Su Xiao is basically facing the thunder strike.

"Why so many? There are already 67."

"This is definitely not the thunder disaster in the early stage of Nascent Soul."

Luohua Island Daoxiu pursed her lips: "The late Nascent Soul stage."

When the monks heard what the owner of Luohua Island said, they were all shocked and said, "No way?"

Yun Zhenqing also looked there with confusion. The gap between him and him was so huge. In the past, he only thought that he was already extremely talented, but Su Xiao was like a mountain.

The thunder struck a hundred and nine times before stopping.

The dark clouds dissipated, and the arena in Guansha Valley was dark. A huge hole was smashed in the center. The ravine was filled with purple lightning, and Su Xiao was nowhere to be seen.

"Zheng——" The crisp sound of the sword echoed in the air, and the snow began to fall all over the sky again.

I saw the young man in white jump out with a sword, his lips were red, and his eyebrows were ruthless. The originally ice-blue Frost Sword was now wrapped in purple lightning.

The heavy snowfall could not cover the young man's beautiful color. He stretched out his hand, and lightning danced on his fingertips.

"what is this?"

"Isn't Su Xiao with ice spirit root?"

Yu Wenhan looked at Su Xiao with a complicated expression: "This is...a gift from heaven."

Beyond the third level, you will go directly to the late Nascent Soul stage.

What kind of terrifying physique is this...?