Bingxueru Luo Yueran soon discovered that Li Huanzhen was just looking at her, but in his empty eyes he was clearly thinking about other things and completely ignored his existence. This was almost her first experience in her life, and there seemed to be a hint of surprise in her eyes.
"when!"
The bells and cauldrons chimed together, echoing on Xuanji Peak, and the surrounding area quickly became quiet.
Luo Yueran straightened her body, took a deep breath, and summoned the Ice Soul Sword with one hand behind her back. A faint light blue light appeared on the sword body, and a cold aura spread out, covering the entire trial platform. .
"Feixue Peak Luo Yueran, please enlighten me."
Li Huanzhen woke up from his dream, and his first reaction was not to return the gift, but to look at the audience with a ten thousandth of expectation. The heads of people were shaking, and everyone was paying attention, knowing that these things did not belong to him.
He bowed slowly and said calmly: "I am Shangqingfeng Li Huanzhen, please give me some advice, senior sister."
Luo Yueran was startled. Although everything he said before the competition was just polite words, Li Huanzhen looked really weird. How could anyone say such ruthless words? It sounded like sarcasm, but it looked like He doesn't look like him.
But after all, Luo Yueran is the proud disciple of Zhenren Wen Shuang, and she is the royal princess of the Luolan Empire. She is a proud daughter of heaven. She is determined and the expression on her face does not change at all. She does not say anything more, and gestures with her right hand. The Ice Soul Sword behind her slowly rose.
Li Huanzhen watched the blue sword light getting deeper and bigger, and his body was tinged with blue, but he could no longer find any feeling of nervousness. Instead, deep in his heart, there was a faint feeling. What to look forward to.
He followed suit by forming a seal with one hand, and Guying Sword was immediately summoned to his hand.
There was a burst of laughter in the audience. Compared with Luo Yueran's immortal and perfect "Ice Soul Sword", the ordinary Gu Ying was like a rusty semi-finished product.
On the ring, something surprising happened. Li Huanzhen and Luo Yueran did not make a move, they just stared at each other, motionless.
There was an uproar and discussions in the audience.
Li Huanzhen didn't pay attention to what was going on around him. He looked at the beautiful figure in the blue light, as graceful as a startled dragon, like an immortal.
"Yueran, don't take action yet." Suddenly the voice of master Wen Shuang's master came to Luo Yueran's mind.
Luo Yueran suddenly woke up and looked up. She saw the master sitting outside the Xuanji Palace. The Ice Soul Sword, which had always been spiritually connected to her just now, suddenly showed unusual movements that she had never seen in the past. This made her feel strange. , but there is nothing strange about it, except that there is a faint feeling of eagerness to try the Ice Soul Sword.
Feeling countless strange looks from the audience, Luo Yueran frowned, composed herself, snorted coldly, pushed all the distracting thoughts out of her mind, and with a slight scolding, the blue light of the Ice Soul Sword bloomed and rose into the sky.
Since the beginning of the biennial trial, Shui Ning has become the focus of everyone's attention, because this is the last magical weapon refined by Mu Donglai, the weapon refiner peak palm peak, before his death. It is one of his proudest works in his life, and its power is to the end No one knows the geometry, but until now, Luo Yueran has defeated all her opponents one by one without putting in all her strength, which also made everyone guess who can make her go all out except Gu Yi. At that time, everyone guessed that it would take Qi Yuankai and Huang Yufang's level of cultivation to achieve this in the final decisive battle.
The cold blue light of the Ice Soul Sword reflected on Li Huanzhen's face, but could not reveal any expression on his face. The black Guying Sword emitted a faint red light, slowly left his hand, and stopped on his body. forward.
Although Lu Yi, Bai Wan Changsheng and other disciples who had participated in the Dongzhou Corpse Incident in the audience had already seen the use of the Gu Ying Sword, most of the Xuanji disciples watching in the audience saw the spell being used for the first time. Some disciples snorted. With a cry, he said: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought that this guy with no spiritual roots suddenly turned into a natural genius. His luck has ended here, and he is destined to be defeated by Senior Sister."
On the stage, Luo Yueran's face was solemn, and he formed a magic seal, "Ice Technique·Shen Bing Zhan Nian..."
The Ice Soul Sword, which was shining brightly in mid-air, suddenly turned around, as fast as lightning, and rushed forward with the momentum of cutting mountains and seas.
Li Huanzhen immediately rushed forward with the Guying Sword in hand. The red-black light collided with the blue light in mid-air. The formation did not seem to be afraid at all.
The next moment, in the eyes of everyone, Li Huanzhen was seen flying backwards after resisting the sword intent formed by the Ice Soul Sword. The Gu Ying Sword even lost its light, and flew back around in the air. In that direction, the sword was inserted in front of him, and the sword kept shaking, making a buzzing sound.
Li Huanzhen hit the platform pillar with his back and fell down. His throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, sprinkling on the stone bricks of the trial platform, with a bit of blood. Then, without anyone seeing it, Next, a few drops of his blood fell behind him, and quickly seeped into the Liuyun Sword in the hand of the stone statue of Xuanjizi behind the trial platform.
The Ice Soul Sword combined with Feixuefeng's secret technique was so powerful that everyone was stunned!
Luo Yueran's face was as cold as frost, and without any hesitation, a blue light flashed, and he held the Ice Soul Sword and stopped in mid-air to look at it. At this moment, red gas suddenly evaporated from Li Huanzhen's body, and bloodshot eyes hung from the corners of his mouth. He stood up slowly, his face was pale but his eyes were bloodshot, his appearance was a bit ferocious, his hands flew up, forming a strange seal, and then the red gas covered his body like armor, shining like a god or demon. , everyone present saw a flash of red light in front of their eyes and disappeared.
"Where has he gone!" Even Liu Erzheng had no trace of him.
"In the sky" Zhong Lianlei said while looking into the air.
The palm peaks of each peak looked intently in the direction of Zhong Lianlei's words. The figure they scanned with their spiritual consciousness showed no trace of sealing and casting spells. They jumped to a very high altitude in the air in an instant just by relying on the strength of their bodies. , comparable to the teleportation technique, even the eyes of the palm peaks were deceived.
At this time, Luo Yueran, who was very close at hand, also felt the position of Li Huanzhen, who was attacking his head from above at an extremely fast speed. It was too late to get out of the way. In desperation, he had to subconsciously summon the Ice Soul Sword to him. He defended his head and formed a protective spell to resist,
"Xuanbing body protection"
Soon enough, Li Huanzhen's red figure rushed towards the defensive radius of the Ice Soul Sword, like a human-shaped magic weapon. Once the two came into contact in mid-air, they bounced away from each other, and stood behind to activate the Ice Soul Sword. Luo Yueran's body was shaken by the sword, and the mysterious ice shield covering his body was also shattered. Luo Yueran's backhand urged the Ice Soul Sword to counterattack.
In mid-air, blue light flashed, and red light was brilliant, flying across the air. Wherever it went, the originally extremely hard basalt rocks on the stage were scattered like confetti, and the loud sound was like a thunderbolt from the blue, deafening. The nearly Qian Xuanji disciples who were watching all turned pale.
