Yuan Xiu has the elegance of a scholar and looks a little weak. This appearance is very suitable for him to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.

"Fellow Daoist Shousheng, I'm sorry for the offense." Yuan Xiu said to Yan Su.

In the previous rounds, he always took the initiative, but this time, he did not attack immediately, but instead kept a close eye on Yan Su's movements.

Yuan Xiu is very smart, and he is a very cautious person in every aspect.

Yan Su didn't want to play around with him, so he launched an attack directly. Several gusts of wind formed into wind swords, which fell towards Yuan Xiu with the momentum of a whirlwind.

Yuan Xiu had a solemn expression on his face. He tried to figure out the trajectory of Yan Su's attack, calculated the gaps, and dodged Yan Su's wind arrows at an extremely fast speed. None of the dozens of wind arrows hit Yuan Xiu.

"This Yuan Xiu is really fast." Someone stared at the competition stage intently and said.

"Yes, and he always manages to dodge Shousheng's attacks, so it's hard for Shousheng to hit him."

Yuan Xiu was a very calm person, and he dodged Yan Su's attacks one by one. To outsiders, it seemed that Yuan Xiu dodged very easily, but only Yuan Xiu himself knew that every time he dodged, he almost just brushed past Shou Sheng's attack, which was very strenuous.

Although his cultivation level had improved to the same level as Shou Sheng's, Shou Sheng had always been suppressing him.

Seeing that Yuan Xiu was as agile as a rabbit and his attacks failed to hit him, Yan Su moved and revealed a flaw.

Seeing that Shou Sheng was a little slow, Yuan Xiu was delighted and immediately launched an attack, forming a spiritual sword and heading towards Yan Su.

Yan Su didn't try to dodge. Just when the attack was about to fall on him, just like what happened to Gu Feng'er at the beginning, he felt that time suddenly became thinner and longer, and the entire space and time seemed to slow down.

The speed of the attack was slowed down by more than a hundred times.

Yuan Xiu was shocked, but Yan Su raised his eyebrows. His bony hands clenched in the air, and the spiritual sword seemed to be frozen, and then exploded.

The exploded spiritual power fragments attacked in all directions and pierced Yuan Xiu's flesh. Yuan Xiu was also washed out of the competition stage by the aftermath and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He covered his chest and looked at the tall masked man on the competition stage. This was the first time Yuan Xiu used the Nirvana Path, but he still lost.

And it's very easy to lose.

The whole process seemed long, but for masters, the difference in moves was only in milliseconds, so the entire competition took no more than three minutes.

"Yuan Xiu!" Seeing that Yuan Xiu was injured, Yuan Min couldn't help but immediately stand up from his seat, with a worried look on his face, and called the pharmacist to treat Yuan Xiu.

While Yuan Xiu was receiving treatment, the second match was between Shou Sheng and Lan Huaiyu.

Everyone had been looking forward to the duel between these two people, but because Shousheng won too easily in the previous rounds of competition, the initial expectations for the duel between the two were gone, and everyone basically believed that Shousheng would win.

After Lan Huaiyu stepped onto the competition stage, he looked at Shou Sheng with serious eyes.

Before, he was always suppressed by Yan Su. When he went to Xuanxian Sect, he was suppressed by Fu Yi. Now that he is coming to the big competition, Shou Sheng from Tianyan Sect comes out to suppress him.

No matter how well or outstandingly he does, no one will see him.

"Brother..." Lan Huaixi, who was sitting in the audience, looked at Lan Huaiyu, who had a gloomy expression on the stage, with some worry in her eyes.

As soon as the game started, Lan Huaiyu summoned the magic sword directly.

He didn't hide anything and just showed his trump card directly.

Poxiao made a sound of sword sound, revealed his true form from behind Lan Huaiyu, and flew high into the sky.

The sword body was glowing with a faint glow, and the whole sword was sharp and domineering, with a very strong aura. When it appeared in the air, the swords of many practitioners in the audience vibrated slightly. The audience felt this change and looked at Dawn with fear in their eyes.

Lu Wei had waited for so long just to catch a glimpse of the Dawn. When he saw the Dawn, his eyes lit up and he praised repeatedly: "What a good sword! It's a good sword!!"

Fu Sheng was listening from the side and thought that everyone's reaction was normal.

Dawn is a divine sword that can kill Mahayana cultivators in its heyday. Its power is second only to the protagonist's Qianqiuxue. Although its strength is now restricted by the Lan Huaiyu contract, its majesty does not diminish. Other ordinary swords will be affected when they see it unsheathed.

After Dawn was unsheathed, it flew to Lan Huaiyu's side. As if it had consciousness, it hovered beside Lan Huaiyu.

"Are you in the Nascent Soul stage?" Lan Huaiyu looked at Yan Su with gloomy eyes.

If it was the sect competition a month ago, he might still be confident that he could beat Shou Sheng, but now, he has no confidence.

Hearing Lan Huaiyu's words, Yan Su did not respond to him, but simply raised his hand. His palm was surrounded by ice and snow, condensed into a sword surrounded by ice and snow, which was held in Yan Su's hand.

His attitude was even more serious than when he fought against Yuan Xiu.

If the opponent was someone else, Yan Su would not take it seriously. After all, Lan Huaiyu's cultivation was only at the Nascent Soul stage, and Dawn was restricted, so his strength was greatly reduced. He could only kill those in the Spirit Transformation stage, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

But unfortunately, the person who possesses the dawn is Lan Huaiyu.

Lan Huaiyu is the kind of person who will hold on to his opponent to death even if he is covered in blood and has only one breath left. He has a reckless bravery and courage.

In this respect, he is somewhat similar to Yan Su in his previous life.

But Yan Su was in this situation and had no way out, while Lan Huaiyu was in this situation because of his temperament.

His unyielding and unwilling to submit to others character has made him what he is today, but at the same time, it can easily destroy him.

Seeing the ice and snow sword appear in Shousheng's hand, Lan Huaiyu pursed her lips slightly.

Spiritual energy taking shape can only be accomplished by someone with extremely high control over spiritual energy. No matter from which aspect, it is enough to show that Shousheng's talent and ability are stronger than his.

Lan Huaiyu took the lead in attacking, and Dawn transformed into thousands of phantoms, with swords and sabers flying all over the sky. One part formed a protective shield around Lan Huaiyu, while the other part attacked Yan Su.

There were so many phantoms of Dawn that they almost covered the entire competition stage. Every sword was pointed at Shou Sheng, making it dizzying. It was hard to tell which one was the real sword.

Even though they thought Lan Huaiyu could not beat Shou Sheng, the audience still couldn't help but feel worried when watching this scene.

Everyone thought that Shousheng would find the real sword and then break it, but they didn't expect that the ice and snow sword in his hand would follow suit and also transformed into countless phantoms, facing Poxiao one by one.

Yan Su raised his hand slightly, and then the ice and snow sword shadow actually struck back and went towards Dawn.

The Ice and Snow Sword struck, and the Dawn Sword shadows dissipated one by one, until only the sword right above Yan Su's head remained.

At the same time, Lan Huaiyu's aura rose, and his cultivation level of the early Nascent Soul stage actually rose again to the middle Nascent Soul stage.

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