When Su Si showed his love for Zhu Hongyan, the game in the ring came to a real end.

Everyone saw that the flaming sword shadows all over the sky disappeared into the broken mirror, leaving only a long sword that had restrained all its power and stretched across the air. The tip of the sword was pressing against the largest mirror surface.

At this moment, Zhu Yushan and Zhe Yan's expressions became restrained.

Which one is more sharp, the sword and fire technique, or the mirror-breaking technique, which depends on whether the sword can break the mirror.

"Crack——"

Within the golden light shield, a clear sound spread clearly from the mirror, and then a dark crack appeared.

The art of folding mirrors is the application of the laws of space. What this sword breaks seems to be a mirror, but it is actually a real crack in space.

Zhe Qianqian's face turned slightly pale, and she touched her fingers together and said softly: "Run!"

An extremely bright golden light suddenly bloomed from between Zhe Qianqian's fingers, and the mirror fragments that were affected in mid-air shattered instantly and turned into golden light spots all over the sky.

These golden light spots were pulled and gathered together, like quicksand in an invisible river, rushing forward in an indomitable manner, and what was in front was the largest mirror and the long sword that was about to break through the mirror.

"Bang bang bang."

The golden stream of light rushed towards the mirror, and the mirror immediately shattered, covering the long sword, but the long sword refused to yield. Although the figure of the long sword was obscured by the stream of light, a series of sounds of gold and iron clashing were heard.

But after a few breaths, the sound of impact disappeared, golden light spread out in the air, and the sword was no longer visible.

"this……"

Outside the golden light shield, Zhe Yan saw this scene with his own eyes. He did not show any relief because Zhe Qianqian had the advantage, but looked shocked, "I didn't expect Qianqian to have mastered this technique to this point. Even I am not as good as me."

Zhu Yushan on the side looked a little unhappy when he heard this.

After practicing the art of mirror folding to perfection, you can use the secret of space mirroring to copy the opponent's method. This is something he has heard about when he traveled back then, but he has never seen anyone actually refine this art in all these years. Dacheng, he almost thought this was bragging from guys like Zheyan.

Just when Zhu Yushan had a bad premonition in his heart, the situation in the ring really developed in the direction he was worried about.

The golden light spots spread out in mid-air gathered together and soon formed a complete circular mirror with a diameter of one foot.

This round mirror has a pure golden light all over, and the mirror surface is clear and radiant, like golden water waves. There are special runes and carvings on the frame that slowly condense. When it is completely formed, a special mysterious aura even passes through the golden light shield. The barriers spread across the square.

Zhe Qianqian stretched out her slender fingers and tapped the complete round mirror lightly, and said softly: "Now!"

The next moment, the mirror surface that was originally covered with golden light suddenly changed. The golden light dimmed and was replaced by deep black. However, this was only for a moment. Soon, a scene appeared on the mirror that shocked everyone onlookers. :

I saw a flame emerging out of thin air in the darkness, then a sword was born, and finally one sword turned into ten thousand swords. The flaming sword shadow in the sky suddenly trembled, and then roared towards me!

This last scene was clearly from Zhe Qianqian's perspective just now, and she actually showed what she saw in the mirror.

Outside the ring, a young man looked directly into the mirror. Unconsciously, he felt that he was facing countless sword shadows. His consciousness was rippled, and his eyes were stinging.

"ah!"

"Close your eyes!"

Zhu Yushan suddenly reminded: "Lihuo Poling is an attack on the sea of ​​consciousness. Don't look directly at the mirror."

Zhu Yushan said this, but everyone felt an indescribable feeling in their hearts. Even those young people who were overwhelmed with pain still chose to look at the mirror with wide eyes.

The next moment, they saw a side that they would never forget.

The flaming sword shadows all over the sky became clearer and closer, and at a certain moment, these sword shadows actually broke through the shackles of the mirror and rushed out.

And as the mirror pointed at Zhu Hongyan on the stage, the shadows of these swords splashed up like a sudden rain of fire.

Looking up at these specious flaming sword shadows, Zhu Hongyan's eyes were extremely calm. She seemed to be looking for something in the sword shadows. The next moment her footsteps touched the ground, she took the initiative to meet them.

"Boom boom boom."

The sword shadows in the sky collided with Zhu Hongyan's body, and the sparks that bloomed were so real and illusory that everyone watching outside the ring fell silent for a moment.

"Great Elder!"

Suddenly, Su Si looked at Turing, with a plea in her voice.

Turing hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly. The next moment, everyone in the square felt a muffled thunder in their ears. When they reacted, they realized that the source of the sound came from the ring. It was the sound of swords and fire.

The golden mask covering the arena disappeared.

The people who were closest to the ring were all pushed back ten feet away by an unshakable force, leaving only Turing who remained in place.

But no one thought about what Turing was going to do at all, because their attention was on the ring.

At this time, Zhu Hongyan's figure had been completely submerged by the blooming flames, and there was only a sea of ​​fire left in the arena.

Not far away, Zhu Yushan's expression suddenly changed because he noticed that Zhu Hongyan's aura was weakening rapidly. He no longer dared to hesitate and shouted to Turing: "Great Elder, please take action!"

Zhu Yushan said this, which meant that he took the initiative to admit defeat, but until now, no one laughed at him for it.

Even Zhe Yan was a little anxious and urged: "Great Elder, it's important to save people."

But the strange thing is that everyone's voice did not bring about any change. The sea of ​​​​fire on the arena is still the same, the golden round mirror in mid-air is still the same, and even Turing still stays in place and never takes action.

Mu Qing suppressed all the emotions in her heart and looked at Su Si.

Su Si's eyes were fixed on somewhere in the flames, with strong expectation hidden in his eyes.

This discovery made Mu Qing calm down and start looking at the place where Zhu Hongyan should be standing.

Time passed extremely slowly at this moment, and amidst the whistling of swords and fire, the breathing in the square also seemed particularly clear.

Finally, someone moved.

Zhe Qianqian, who was in mid-air, was completely immersed in the uninhabited realm where knowledge and action were united. She knew better than anyone else that there was a weak but many times stronger sword intention brewing in the sea of ​​fire, so she made her own move. response.

As her thoughts moved, a crisp sword sound echoed throughout the square.

The body of the long sword that had been swallowed before actually flew out of the circular mirror in mid-air and plummeted towards somewhere in the sea of ​​​​fire.

And almost at the same time, a weak but calm voice came out from the sea of ​​fire: "Lihuo Nirvana."

As these four words came out, everything in the arena slowed down a lot, including the swaying flames, the flashing firelight, even the sounds and the howling wind.

But only the sword fell straight down.

The long sword still fell straight down, as if it had already forgotten its former owner.

The annihilating momentum carried by the sword even pushed the flames away from the arena, revealing the figure sitting cross-legged.

Zhu Hongyan's face was pale, with a strand of hair hanging loosely on her back. The black clothes on her body also had a lot of damage, exposing her white skin. She kept her head raised and watched the sword fall at an accelerated speed. With this sword, he stabbed towards the center of his eyebrow, and then stretched out his hand.

When the sword fell into my hand, it was like a fish returning to the river.

Zhu Hongyan stood up, and the tip of the long sword was held in her hand, trembling crazily. She looked at the sword in her hand. Although this sword was exactly the same as the sword that followed her, it was not the original one.

But that's not that important anymore.

When she first chose to become a sword cultivator, she did not choose a sword from the family treasure house, but picked up an ordinary long sword. Now she no longer cares about the similarities and differences of the swords, so that she feels confused.

"Anything can be my sword."

Zhu Hongyan said this in her heart, and the long sword in her hand suddenly broke into pieces and floated quietly in front of her.

The next moment, the flames on the ring surged back and gathered together with the fragments of the long sword, forming a huge flaming sword several feet long.

What bloomed from this giant sword was a sword intent that was difficult to describe in words. As this sword intent rippled between heaven and earth, bursts of thunder rang out in the small world of Mingshentu, and this giant flaming sword The sword collided with the golden round mirror that stretched in mid-air under everyone's stunned and speechless gaze.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The sky and the earth shook together, but the people in the square could not tell whether it was the clash of swords and objects or the thunder in the wider sky.

The Taoist technique that was able to swallow many sword shadows before did not exert the same power in front of this flaming giant sword. Instead, several cracks appeared under the more fierce and violent impacts each time.

"Pfft——"

Zhe Qianqian suffered the backlash and spurted out a mouthful of blood, breaking away from the state of mind in which he had previously performed Taoism.

She heard the exclamations in the square, saw her uncle's worried eyes, and finally lowered her gaze and looked at Zhu Hongyan.

This opponent gained much more from this battle than she did.

But now she cares more about something else.

She represents Daozong, she can't lose!

In mid-air, under the endless impact of the flaming giant sword, several cracks on the golden round mirror were connected together. A crack across the mirror soon turned into a crack, and the round mirror reached the edge of breaking.

Zhe Qianqian's eyes darkened, and she finally made up her mind. She formed a strange handprint with her hands and whispered an obscure language in her mouth.

"Crack——"

Just when the round mirror was about to break, a ray of mysterious light shot out from the center of Zhe Qianqian's chest and shone on the golden round mirror. Under the shining of the mysterious light, the round mirror that was supposed to be broken was repaired at an astonishing speed. The originally cracked mirror surface Not only did it recover as before, it also changed again, becoming extremely dark and deep, and finally a cloud of gray smoke was produced.

When this gray smoke appeared in the mirror, a wild and ancient atmosphere instantly spread to the entire square.

Turing's expression changed for the first time, he looked at Zheyan and said angrily: "You actually gave her such a weird thing!"

Zheyan seemed to have also not expected this scene, and said in surprise: "It's Yuan Guangjing! Great Elder, hurry! Stop Qianqian!"

Others in the square had different expressions when they heard the strange name Zheyan said.

But this time, Turing did not hesitate anymore. He came to Zhe Qianqian in a flash and landed a palm on Zhe Qianqian's chest.