Just after crossing over: I was forced to bind to the system of wanting my child to become a dragon

"Is this the Biyun Sword of the leader of the Xunxian Sect?"

"Hiss, he actually gave her the Jade Cloud Sword. This is going to be a good show."

"Isn't this a bit unfair?"

"One is Yuanying, the other is Caijindan, is this a fair competition?"

……

Someone recognized the Biyun Sword.

There was a lot of discussion around at that moment.

No one was optimistic about Liu Jing at first, but after seeing the Biyun Sword, everyone became a little uncertain.

The Biyun Sword is a high-level spiritual treasure, even though Liu Jing cannot fully control it.

But sometimes in battle, cultivation is important, but magic weapons are equally important.

"Aren't you worried?"

Seeing that Wangyue was still calm, the system couldn't help but feel curious.

Mochizuki rolled his eyes:

"During the past two years, Ercub has been training outside, and I'm afraid he has gained a lot of good things."

Since he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, he officially became the son of destiny.

As the son of destiny, heaven must have arranged a lot of good things for him.

Wangyue didn't believe that he didn't have any treasure in his hand.

Even if not, the power of the earth can withstand the attack of the Biyun Sword.

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Next, Liu Jing took the Biyun Sword and went straight forward.

As the sword energy filled the air, one could actually hear the sound of breaking air all around.

The fierce sword energy made even the spectators below the stage couldn't help but shudder.

The sword energy was so strong that it made people feel a chill on their backs even through the formation.

It is even more unimaginable what Qian Yan felt when facing the sword energy head-on.

Although Qian Yan was surprised that Liu Jing had such a treasure, his expression did not change.

He had imagined such competitions countless times, and even more outrageous ones.

He knew very well that with Liu Jing's strength, even if he could drive the sword, it would not last long.

In fact, as long as he used magic to block her and prevent her from getting close, and waited until her spiritual power and mental strength were exhausted, he would not have to spend much effort to win this competition.

Just seeing how hard she tried, he had a little more respect for this opponent.

Then he waved his hand and gathered the spiritual power around him.

As he raised his hand, a soft sword appeared in his hand.

The soft sword flashed silver light, like a silver snake coiled around him.

Everyone was shocked.

It is actually a high-level spiritual treasure.

However, considering that the other party is a disciple of Tianyang Sect and has such a master, it is not surprising that he has such a treasure.

But people's eyes gradually became filled with envy, jealousy and hatred.

If Wangyue knew what they were thinking, he would definitely say that they were overthinking.

For a child of fortune like this who is chased by God and fed by God, she doesn't need to prepare any treasures.

Their baby can jump into their pockets by itself.

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Liu Jing moved, like a breeze blowing on her feet, and instantly approached Qian Yan.

The Biyun Sword was swung lightly, and a green sword energy cut through Acer, but it also brought a sense of death and went straight to Qian Yan's face.

Qian Yan remained calm, retreated several steps, and drew his soft sword lightly. With a light stroke, he split the green sword energy into two.

Then the two swords crossed, and the two spiritual powers collided, causing a deafening roar and a dazzling light.

The surrounding space was distorted in an instant.

Although it was only a brief moment, it allowed everyone to see that these two people's attainments in swordsmanship were so high.

"Looking at these geniuses, I realized that I am really just here to make up the numbers."

"It hurts my heart, old man."

Someone couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.

Although Liu Jing's cultivation is not as good as Qian Yan's, but if taken alone, compared with many people in this world, she can be regarded as a well-deserved genius.

While everyone was discussing, the sword lights of the two intertwined, and many low-level cultivators could not even see their figures except for the two kinds of spiritual light.

fast.

The speed was so fast that even some high-level monks looked at the two people in the field with shock.

Then he couldn't help but sigh.

If the engagement had not been broken off, the two would have truly been a perfect match.

He is very talented in both magic and swordsmanship.

Even Wangyue couldn't help but say it was a pity in his heart.

As time went by, Liu Jing's face began to turn pale.

Although the movements of his hands did not stop, they were no longer as smooth as before.

She knew the outcome was about to be decided.

He hardened his heart, gritted his teeth, and the tip of his teeth broke the tip of his tongue.

A stream of blood sprayed onto the Biyun Sword, and the originally green sword suddenly emitted a little red light.

Liu Jing, who was originally a little exhausted, suddenly burst out with extremely strong spiritual power.

The sword flashed and attacked Qian Yan again.

The surroundings were filled with rumbling sounds due to the aftermath of the two people's sword energy.

The surge in the formation made it seem a little shaky.

Amidst the flying dust, the arena was already in tatters and in a mess.

Suddenly, the two of them raised their eyes and looked at each other through the flying dust.

One of them still looked indifferent, while the other had bloodshot eyes and was filled with resentment.

Finally, the two men rushed towards each other with swords flashing, after a fierce confrontation.

Liu Jing suddenly took more than ten steps back, and Qian Yan took five steps back.

The two sword lights disappeared at the same time.

They stood on both sides of the ring, looking at each other. Liu Jing looked disheveled, with flying black hair and bloodshot eyes.

Qian Yan's clothes were a little messy, but even his hair crown was not askew.

It’s clear who wins and who loses.

At this moment, Liu Jing felt a fishy and sweet taste in her mouth.

'puff'

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The next second, he half-knelt on the ground, somewhat exhausted, with one hand holding the Biyun Sword.

The tone was hoarse and helpless:

"you win."

After saying this, the stone that had been weighing on my heart for three years finally fell.

In fact, I had expected this result, but I was unwilling to accept it.

Now that the dust has settled, she can accept it regardless of winning or losing.

What you sow, you reap.

She reaped the fruits of her own actions.

When she vomited blood, Qian Yan subconsciously took two steps forward and stretched out his right hand.

Finally, he softened his expression and withdrew his hand.

Liu Jing exhaled and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He supported himself with the sword and staggered to his feet.

She was already feeling a little dizzy, but she held on to the last bit of her dignity and did not show her vulnerability in front of Qian Yan.

"Give me the divorce letter."

Qian Yan looked at Liu Jing seriously, and only then did he see Liu Jing's face clearly.

Although he looked disheveled and his eyes were bloodshot due to the battle.

But her stubborn look suddenly reminded Qian Yan of his past self.

He also held on to the last bit of his dignity and refused to admit defeat.

"Originally, you and I didn't have to go this far."

After Qian Yan finished speaking, he heard Liu Jing sneer:

"Give me the divorce letter."

Losing is losing. Her lack of consideration at the beginning led to the consequences today.

She accepted it, but was unwilling to accept Qian Yan's pity and self-righteous good-natured preaching.

Qian Yan was silent for a while, then he raised his hand and a divorce letter appeared in his hand.

He had been writing this letter of divorce for a long time, but now holding it in his hand, it felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Liu Jing walked over step by step with his sword in hand and raised his hand to take the paper.

The blood from his hands stained the paper.

She lowered her head and read every word, then suddenly chuckled.

Put this piece of paper solemnly into the storage ring.

When he looked up again, a relieved smile appeared on his face:

"In this case, I... don't owe you anything."

During these three years, she lived in fear every day.

She was afraid that the Liu family would be retaliated against, that the Xunxian Sect would be targeted, and that her master would be implicated by her...

She paid the price for her reckless and reckless behavior.

But starting today, she can finally have a good sleep.

Qian Yan looked down at Liu Jing in silence, then lowered his eyes and chuckled:

"Yes, we don't owe each other anything anymore."

After saying that, neither of them looked at each other again, turned around and left the ring.