My cat grass is gone

Bai Xiao saw that this was just a contest between Golden Core stage monks, and his interest was completely aroused.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that he hasn't personally watched this kind of fighting monk fight for many, many years.

It's as if the past years have been broken and completely covered by the blizzard on the top of the snow mountain.

Thinking of the blizzard on Bingyue Peak, Bai Xiao seemed to have Kazami Ke's figure in front of his eyes.

Bai Xiao didn't live in Bingyue Peak from the very beginning, he was just a silly leopard who stumbled and fled, scurrying around in the Yujing Mountains in embarrassment.

In order to survive, he ran to the highest peak in Yujing, where almost no one had ever been.

The wind and snow on Bingyue Peak was too harsh, as if countless hands were frantically erasing everything on the mountain.

On that mountain, there was nothing but the pitch-black mountain wall and almost frozen snow and ice.

If he ran there, he might be able to barely find a place to live.

It wasn't until Bai Xiao rushed up to Bingyue Peak and saw the unbelievably short pine needle bushes that he suddenly realized that there were immortals on Bingyue Peak, and that he could still find a pure land of his own.

Just when Bai Xiao thought of the figure in the wind and snow, the cold light like countless broken stars lit up in front of his eyes.

Master Yundan's sword energy smashed across and across, the soft water in front of Master Yuming shattered into flowers, and was strangled to death by the dazzling sword energy.

After being illuminated by the sun, the water splashes shone brightly, accompanied by the swirling sword energy, making people dazzled and fascinated.

The battle scene in front of me is extremely beautiful, just like the clear sky in summer, the stars hang high at night, the entire night is occupied by stars, and the Milky Way in the sky is rushing and flowing.

Beauty is beauty, but it is also extremely dangerous.

Of course, this kind of danger is nothing to Bai Xiao, so he still has the time to comment on the pros and cons of the two techniques.

However, for the parties concerned, the fighting situation has developed to an extremely fierce stage.

This is Feng Jianke's first battle in the true sense, not the training of Xixin Pavilion, nor the guidance of Master Yunlan, nor the playful pursuit of Master Yunming.

It's the real one, fighting with the intention to kill the opponent and completely kill the enemy under the sword.

Before the battle, Master Yunlan said to Feng Jianke: "Let's go fight, don't be afraid of losing control, since there are monks in the Yuanying stage, if there is a situation where you miss, he will stop you."

With the guarantee of the real Yunlan, Feng Jianke really let himself go.

He was in a feeling of extreme coldness of reason, like a machine with precise calculations. After the initial strong attack move of Changhong, Feng Jianke probably confirmed the strength of the real Yuming's spiritual power.

Immediately he rubbed his body up, and the Thirteen Sword Breaking Styles poured out of his hands like a violent whirlwind, rushing towards Master Yuming overwhelmingly.

storm!storm!Attack again!

There is no word retreat in Shao Dan's life dictionary!

Daoist Yuming was happy and fearless, he clasped his hands together and then separated them, the colorless water silk swirled in his hands, turning from a little spring into a whirlpool, from a stream into a long river.

Changhe emerged out of nowhere, and collided with the shattered sword light like a galaxy, bursting out with bright light, covering the two of them in an instant.

The so-called rigidity cannot last long, softness cannot be defended, no matter how powerful and terrifying the attack of Master Yundan in front of him, it is impossible to go on forever, there is always a moment to counterattack.

Master Yuming's fighting style has always been to defend and counterattack, so he is always ready to seize the gap to fight back.

At a certain moment, the rotation speed of the Guangchen Sword in Feng Jianke's hand slowed down a bit, and Master Yuming seized the opportunity. The originally smooth flowing water exploded in an instant, splashing out countless spikes.

Like a cover full of hedgehog spikes, it suddenly pounced on Kazami Ke.

Facing the dense water thorns, Feng Jianke's eyes suddenly widened, his figure suddenly soared into the sky, and at the same time, Guangchen Sword turned into a huge sword strip three meters long and ten centimeters wide.

Sword Breaking Thirteen Styles Moon Streaming Firefly!

Countless dots with shimmer suddenly erupted at a seemingly slow but fast speed, and the needle tip counterattacked countless spikes like a wheat awn!

boom -

After the huge and terrifying explosion sounded, countless smoke and dust rose in all directions.

At the same time, a spiral-like whirlwind eye was formed, and Feng Jianke rushed out of it in the blink of an eye, his body and sword merged into one, and went straight into the chest of Master Yuming!

Reverend Yuming had been prepared for a long time, he gave a low shout, and there was a jade ruyi in front of him, the elegant ruyi was like a living thing, and the black ruyi was inlaid with blue spar.

In the blink of an eye, the blue spar entangled the Ruyi handle like a long snake, and the cloud at the position of the Ruyi bone suddenly expanded, like a fan, directly facing the Guangchen sword stabbed by Feng Jianke!

Between the lightning and the flint, the cloud stirred up waves, swallowing Fengjianke's Guangchen sword like a wave of water!

No, not only the Guangchen sword, but also Feng Jianke who was holding the Guangchen sword, that Yu Ruyi swallowed both the sword and the sword!

"The Art of Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in Water!"

Master Yuming didn't say the name of the technique until now.

In addition to being good at water magic, Jinghu is also good at mirror illusion. After all, water can reflect the shape of other things, as if there is another world in the mirror.

Taking this as an opportunity for magic, if you connect a teleportation array, or set up a phantom array, or even refine a confinement-type spiritual weapon, you can completely kill the enemy.

Like now.

The corner of Master Yuming's mouth rose, and he smiled, winning!

However, Bai Xiao, who was sitting in the gazebo, did not move, and Master Yunlan was not in a hurry.

In the next second, Yu Ruyi made a clicking sound.

Daoist Yuming was astonished, he quickly lowered his head to look at Yu Ruyi.

But he saw that the pitch-black Yu Ruyi was full of cracks, and it seemed that it would explode completely in the next second.

Master Yuming hastened to increase his output of spiritual power.

However, all of this was in vain, he only persisted for a second or two, and the dark Ruyi shattered, revealing Kazami Ke's figure.

Master Yuming was horrified: "What?!"

This broken too fast, right?His Yu Ruyi is not paper!

Master Yunlan lowered his eyes, picked up the tea bowl in front of him, and took a sip.

Real person Yuming lost a bit wronged.

If the wind sees that Ke is really a mid-Golden Core monk, even a late-Golden Core monk will be trapped in Ruyi for a while.

However, Feng Jianke is likely to be a monk in the Nascent Soul stage. Even if Feng Jianke's cultivation base has fallen to Jindan at this moment, it is not an existence that can be imprisoned by the spiritual weapon used by Jindan monks.

Fengjian Ke suddenly appeared in front of Master Yuming, his right hand drew a circle with the Guangchen sword to block the backlashing water flow, and at the same time, his left hand suddenly thrust out!

The bloody little sword flashed across, and directly cut a huge wound on the chest of Master Yuming!

With the blood splattered everywhere, Feng Jianke's eyes were cold and unwavering, like a giant beast that was about to devour. Master Yuming just looked at each other, and felt timid in his heart, and then his fighting spirit disappeared like a tide.

Master Yuming realized that his state of mind was wrong, his spirit weapon was broken, and his body was injured, so he was not fit to fight anymore, so he made a decisive decision: "I believe..."

However, Feng Jianke in front of him didn't seem to hear it. While the bloody sword in his left hand trembled, the dirty sword energy actually pierced the real Yuming's eyebrows!

He is going to kill Master Yuming!

The moment he realized this, the master of Yuyu Lake shouted angrily: "Stop—!"

Boundless drizzle appeared quietly, as if it was going to wrap Kazami Ke into rice dumplings.

However, Bai Xiao's speed was faster than that of Yutiao Lake Lord.

When the little bloody sword was about to pass through the throat of Master Yuming, Bai Xiao raised his hand, and his white jade-like palm seemed to turn into a mountain, and slapped Feng Jianke directly on the chest.

A surging force like a landslide hit Kazami Ke, and the protective formation on the green robe flickered and flickered, blocking part of the attack.

The remaining spiritual power rushed into Feng Jianke's body, and the spiritual power in Feng Jianke's body rushed wildly, his eyes went dark, and his body flew out backwards!

He flew so fast that he even landed directly outside the platform, and fell straight towards the cliff under the Sword Discourse Arena.

Daoist Yun Ming exclaimed in surprise, "Dandan!"

She turned into a light blue streamer, leaped forward, and caught Kazami Ke who kept falling.

Kazami Ke tightly covered his mouth, the breath of fresh blood permeated his mouth, and the meridians in his body did not break after being hit hard, but began to shrink strangely.

Immortal Yunming saw that the situation was not right, so she made a decisive decision: "I'll take you back to the Light Rain Building."

Kazami Ko nodded with difficulty, then closed his eyes.

On the Sword Discourse Stage, Master Yunlan's heart tightened when he saw Feng Jianke being photographed.

But then he returned to normal, Master Yunlan said lightly: "How do you count this one?"

Feng Jianke obviously won, but Bai Xiao directly patted him out of the field, and Master Yu Ming didn't finish his words of admitting defeat.

The master of Yutiao Lake said with a smile: "Since Master Yundan is powerless to compete, of course Yuming won."

Master Yunlan glanced at Lake Master Yuyu, and he looked at Bai Xiao: "City Master Bai, what do you think?"

Bai Xiao said with a cold face, "Tie."

After speaking, he slapped the real person Yuming off the Sword Discourse Arena with a backhand.

Reverend Yuming: "Ahhhhh—"

Yutiao Lake Master: "..."

Master Yunlan: "..."

Daoist Yun Ya clapped his palms and said with a smile: "The city lord's words are very kind, so let's draw and prepare for the next match."

Don't reason with the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Master Yunlan snorted: "Since the first match was a tie, then I'll take care of the next match."

He invited Yutiao Lake Master and said, "How about Yutiao Lake Master?"

The master of Yutiao Lake smiled sweetly: "Dare you not follow orders?"

Bai Xiao sat at the top, his whole body was ventilated.

At the moment when Kazami Ke was photographed just now, Bai Xiao came into close contact with Kazami Ke's spiritual power. It was a very similar but not the same kind of sword energy, which meant that all of Bai Xiao's previous guesses came to nothing.

Although Bai Xiao was aware of Master Yundan's sword intent when he saw Master Yundan's sword intent, but after confirming this point, Bai Xiao was still very depressed, and even angered Master Yunlan and sentenced him to a tie.

Bai Xiao was full of sulking.

The gap between hope and disappointment left Bai Xiao at a loss as to what to do, and he especially wanted to hit someone.

... A Nascent Soul cultivator violently beat up the juniors of Jindan, alas, I didn't expect that I would do such a thing.

When he was bullied by high-level monks, he once said that he would never do this.

Bai Xiao gritted his teeth in his heart and at the same time was extremely depressed and melancholy.

It took a long time before he calmed down the restlessness in his heart, and made the decision to go to Master Yundan at night and give him some wound medicine.

At this moment, an uproar sounded in my ears.

Bai Xiao looked up, and couldn't help but let out a groan.

It turned out that Master Yunlan, the Master of Xijian Sect, took out an oversized vase, and sold it now, just like Master Yuming, who saw Ke in the wind, and imprisoned the Master of Yuyu Lake in it.

Hey, the Master of Xijian Sect is a vengeful person.

After thinking about it for a while, Bai Xiao recognized that this vase should be one of the big vases placed on both sides of the hanging paintings in the Zongmen Hall.

Immediately afterwards, Master Yuming, who was photographed by Bai Xiao on the cliff, came back slowly along the plank road.

As soon as he stepped onto the Sword Discourse Arena, Bai Xiao's expression suddenly changed.

The taste of this blood! !