The old referee glanced at them and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. These two people actually had an equal aura, which also proved that Yunzheng was not necessarily weaker than Bu Miaoling.
He calmed down and announced in a deep voice: "The individual battle, Tiansu Xianyuan Bu Miaoling versus Tianshu Xianyuan Yunzheng, now officially begins!"
The battle is about to break out.
Bu Miaoling stared at Yunzheng with a cold expression. She was not in a hurry to make a move, but wanted to wait for Yunzheng to make a move first, and then she would crack them one by one.
However, what she didn't expect was that Yunzheng didn't move either.
The two were in a stalemate for a few seconds.
Finally, Bu Miaoling sneered coldly, changed his mind, and decided to strike first.
Bu Miaoling slowly raised her hand, and a simple-looking long sword fell into her palm. She waved the sword.
A sword blade quickly broke through the air and struck in the direction of Yunzheng, followed by a pressure belonging to the seventh level of the Lord God Realm.
Under the sword blade, the pressure exploded!
Yunzheng's eyes narrowed, and he immediately raised his palms to gather his spiritual power to resist.
boom!
This seemingly simple blade actually broke through Yunzheng's defensive spirit shield instantly, forcing Yunzheng to duck and dodge.
When Bu Miaoling saw Yunzheng avoiding the sword blade, her eyes darkened slightly.
Somewhat capable.
Next, Bu Miaoling launched her sword moves again. She swung down each blade easily, but these blades forced Yunzheng to be at a disadvantage in the battle.
Yunzheng summoned a silver sword, and then raised the sword to block it.
Qiang——
The blades of the two swords kept intersecting, which was particularly harsh.
Bu Miaoling's tone was a little contemptuous, "Slow, too slow."
While Bu Miaoling felt bored, she also vaguely felt that Yunzheng was hiding something secret. However, after so many rounds of fighting with Yunzheng, she felt more and more that Wan Qianyu died unjustly.
If Wan Qianyu could break through Yunzheng's eye skills, he would definitely be able to kill Yunzheng with his sword instead of being killed in reverse.
Yunzheng was able to win because she used the 'eyeball magic trick'.
But Yunzheng's pupil technique is not much of a threat to Bu Miaoling, because she can see through the field of the pupil technique she casts, and can easily break it!
Since the beginning of the competition, she has only exerted 40% of her strength, but she has been able to push Yunzheng to this point...
It was she who had admired Yunzheng earlier!
Bu Miaoling's thoughts came to this point, and she narrowed her eyes slightly. She decided to kill Yunzheng directly without leaving any further trouble!
Bu Miaoling stood still, and the aura of power around her seemed to have turned into substance, forming a natural defense circle for her. She quickly raised the sword, and the spiritual power in her palm was suddenly transferred to the long sword.
There was a soft 'buzz' sound, and the sword instantly emitted a faint black halo.
She raised her sword and swung it.
"Third style of whirlwind, soul-stealing sword!"
In an instant, a sharp blade like a whirlwind quickly struck Yunzheng.
The breath of terror is approaching!
When Yunzheng saw this, she immediately clasped the hilt of the sword in her hand, and then headed towards the whirlwind blade without retreating.
She stepped forward and swept her sword across!
boom--
A fierce explosion sounded, and spider web-like cracks opened on the arena floor again. Yunzheng's sword wind split apart Bu Miaoling's sword moves.
Then, Yunzheng moved very fast, and she took the initiative to attack.
Bu Miaoling's complexion changed slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. She immediately raised her sword to block Yunzheng's long sword. With a clang, her tiger's mouth was shocked to the point of numbness.
"You didn't use all your strength just now?" Bu Miaoling stared at her.
Yunzheng glanced at her.
"Aren't you the same?"
Miao Ling's mood suddenly changed after a word of concession, and a sense of caution suddenly surged in her heart. She had underestimated Yunzheng.
Bu Miaoling no longer despises Yunzheng, but faces up to Yunzheng's strength!
Immediately afterwards, the sword moves between the two of them became stronger and stronger, and their speed became faster and faster! Everyone can't see the action clearly!
Yunzheng was at a disadvantage during the fight. In order to not be defeated by Bu Miaoling, she decisively activated her blood pupils.
She uses sword moves as her main attack and eye skills as a supplement.
The blood pupil can capture Bu Miaoling's movements faster, and can also use the power of the pupil to contain Bu Miaoling's speed and attack.
Bu Miaoling frowned.
Who is this Yunzheng? !
She has never faced such a tough opponent.
At this moment, Bu Miaoling noticed a movement not far away from her. She immediately turned her head and looked over, only to see a little girl in a black dress staring at her with a cold face.
The little girl in the black dress gathered strength in her palm, slowly raised her hand and struck, and with a 'swish', countless sharp black leaves headed in the direction of Bu Miaoling.
Bu Miaoling immediately recognized that the power aura used by the little girl in black skirt was not spiritual power, but a mixture of gods and demons.
Bu Miaoling's eyes narrowed slightly.
What is the true nature of this contract spirit?
Without having time to think deeply, she immediately swung her sword to break the move of the little girl in black skirt.
But she never thought that at the moment she swung her sword, a sound wave like a drum approached instantly. She was unable to defend herself for a moment, and was deeply hurt by the sound wave attack.
Bu Miaoling snorted, and she quickly looked at the culprit!
It's the contracted spirit that uses a rattle to perform sound attacks.
Bu Miaoling was deeply impressed by Shi Shitwen, firstly because of his strange moves, and secondly because his long pink hair was really eye-catching.
Bu Miaoling raised her eyes and looked at Yunzheng, and said calmly: "Yuzheng, please summon the ancient divine beast Qinglong as well, so that I can finish you all off."
In Bu Miaoling's view, Tongshu, as well as the two contract spirits and Qinglong, are almost all of Yunzheng's trump cards.
On the other hand, she didn't show a single trump card.
Yunzheng did not answer, but clenched the hilt of the sword and attacked Bu Miaoling. The moment she acted, Twelve Treasures and Fourteen Twenty also started to move.
The three of them besieged Bu Miaoling together.
Bu Miaoling frowned, then raised his sword to greet him.
Yunzheng and two powerful contract spirits were instantly as powerful as divine help. They actually forced Bu Miaoling to use big moves one after another, and the fight ended in a draw.
Bu Miaoling's eyes darkened, her strength surged, and she raised her sword at lightning speed to stab Yunzheng. Yunzheng was unable to avoid it and was stabbed in the abdomen.
Yunzheng's face turned pale.
"Mother!"
Twelve Treasures' expression changed with shock and her voice was anxious. She turned around and stared at Bu Miaoling, "If you dare to hurt my mother, I will kill you!"
In an instant, the demonic energy in Twelve Treasures surged, suppressing her own divine power for a time, and her entire body exuded a strong demonic aura.
Bu Miaoling's eyes were startled.
Twelve Treasures immediately raised his palm and slapped Bu Miaoling hard, but Bu Miaoling dodged and avoided the blow.
And Shi Shitwen was not a vegetarian. When he saw that his master was injured, he started to play the rattle in his hand continuously. The sound of "dong dong dong" became louder and louder, and the sound wave that turned into reality overwhelmed the space in an instant. , blasting towards Bu Miaoling to intercept.
Everyone present heard the sound of the drum and felt a sharp pain in their consciousness. They felt that their consciousness was turned upside down, as if countless sharp knives were attacking their spiritual power crazily.
Most of the cultivators immediately covered their ears with painful expressions.
"Ahhhh..."
"Stop shaking the rattle!"
