After rebirth, Senior Sister, she has the power to be close to others

In the ring, the competition is about to begin.

The two of them were holding swords, and neither one was convinced by the other. The sword energy crisscrossed the shadows of the swords.

As a saint, Yao Wanwan is naturally very powerful. Although both of them are Nascent Souls, it is obvious that Yao Wanwan has stronger cultivation and more experience.

Huangfu'a was able to cope with it at first, but as time passed, her breathing gradually became messy and the sword in her hand became disordered.

"waste."

Yao Wanwan's sword was like a violent wind and rain, sweeping in continuously, and the sword danced like flying.

As the last sword passed by, Huangfu'an was finally defeated.

One moment he was high-spirited, and the next moment he was lying on the ring.

Huangfu'an stood up with her sword in hand and looked at Yao Wanwan opposite with hatred.

"Yao Wanwan, just wait for me."

Yao Wanwan, on the other hand, just glanced disdainfully and directly used her spiritual energy to knock the person off the ring.

Can any trash come to challenge her?

When the head of the Huangfu family saw this, he even smashed the stool under his buttocks.

It wasn't until Huangfu'an was helped down by her disciples that Yao Wanwan looked at Su Chanyi:

"What about you? A saintly girl can't sit on the throne just because of her family background. If you don't want to disgrace the Su family, you should admit defeat as soon as possible."

Su Chanyi slowly walked onto the ring. Why did everyone say this and she was so bad in their eyes?

Seeing Su Chanyi's actions, Yao Wanwan's eyes became more and more sarcastic. Did she think she was the daughter of the Su family, so she was going to let it go?

In this case, let her teach Su Chanyi how to behave.

"Ha, you don't know what is good and what is evil."

Yao Wanwan held her sword and charged directly at her, intending to knock her off the ring and destroy her pride.

Su Chanyi calmly took out the Wudao Sword, curled her lips, and stepped forward to greet him.

It had been a long time since she had been beaten hard, and it was just a good time for her to try the compressed spiritual energy to see if she could beat a high-level Nascent Soul monk.

"Ding--!"

The swords collided, and Yao Wanwan's eyes flashed with disbelief, but then she spoke:

"I'll show you what an unbridgeable gap is."

"Oh? Please enlighten me." Su Chanyi smiled provocatively.

Use all your strength, otherwise how can she fight to the fullest.

The two figures were staggered, and Yao Wanwan turned over. This move was false and true, while the latter was numerous and extremely vicious.

Su Chanyi raised her sword to block, and with a flip of her wrist, she easily avoided the sword's edge.

The sword energy merged, and the sound of breaking through the air continued to sound.

Between jumping and flipping, the two of them passed more than a dozen moves.

"It's much better than that trash just now, but it's just that."

Yao Wanwan quickly retreated and distanced herself from Su Chanyi.

She was seen holding a sword in one hand and chanting complex formulas in her mouth.

For a moment, the sky was dark and the ground was dark, and the surrounding spiritual energy was rioting.

The movement in the ring attracted all the monks present.

"Oh my God, it's the Saint's famous sword battle, and Ten Thousand Swords returns to the clan!"

Seeing this, the elders on the stage quickly set up several layers of formations around the ring.

Seeing this, Su Chanyi raised her eyebrows and said, "Sword Jue, I happen to have it too."

In the past, I was restrained in practicing, for fear of destroying my own space, but now I finally have a place to use it.

Su Chanyi held the sword and chanted the oral judgment to activate the spiritual energy in her body.

In just a moment, the surrounding spiritual energy became more and more turbulent, and the space was filled with the sound of constant air flow.

Yao Wanwan's eyes were sharp, and as she said the four words "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Clan", the surging spiritual energy rushed towards Su Chanyi along with the swords in her hands.

The disciples around him couldn't help but sweat.

Not to be outdone, Su Chanyi smiled at Yao Wanwan and then slashed away with her sword.

Nine overlapping waves.

The first level breaks the sky, the second level falls to the ground, the third level cuts the sky, the fourth level shatters the void, and the fifth level destroys the world.

What she is using now is the third level of the Nine Layers of Waves - Tian Zhan.

The outside disciples all watched the showdown between the genius disciples with wide eyes.

Only Su Quan secretly set up a defensive formation on the Su family's territory.

The two sword energies collided, causing a roar in the air, and the formations around the arena were ready to move.

The elders seemed to have just come to their senses and quickly strengthened the formation in the arena.

But it was too late.

The two sword energies collided, shattering the isolation formation, and the aftermath spread towards the surroundings.

Trees and buildings collapsed, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the disciples with lower cultivation levels were blasted several meters away.

Su Chanyi looked around and suppressed the excitement in her eyes.

Fortunately, Wu Mingzi has always disliked the various activities of the sect. Otherwise, if Wu Mingzi had set up the formations on the arena, they might not have been destroyed.

Yes, another interest payment.

The disciples stumbled to their feet, and the square suddenly became chaotic.

In the end, the leader spoke up, and the sect would compensate the disciples for their losses, and then the riot was suppressed.

On the ring, Yao Wanwan looked at Su Chanyi with fierce eyes. The saint's position would not allow others to provoke her unless she stepped down on her own.

"I'm afraid this sword used your spiritual energy, Su Chanyi. The sword has no eyes. If you surrender obediently, I will let you go."

Su Chanyi put away the Wudao Sword.

Yao Wanwan glanced disdainfully: "You know the truth."

"Holy Girl, did no one tell you that I am a disciple of the First Peak?"

After saying that, under Yao Wanwan's shocked eyes, Su Chanyi took out the Wudao pen.

Looking at Yao Wanwan, Su Chanyi curled her lips and said softly: "Next, the competition officially begins."