World of Xianxia

Jiang Ruchao was full of confidence. In his view, Su Yinxue and others in front of him were the only ones in the middle, and the flesh of the chopping board had no hope of winning at all.

Su Yinxue is the leader of Wuyingfeng's younger generation. He has been cultivated to build a base when he is less than eighteen years old, and is a wizard. However, his Jiang Ruchao is not bad. He also believes that he can't defeat Su Yinxue, and he has been thinking about Su Yinxue's appearance.

Jiang Ruchao laughed loudly, his shape suddenly turned into an afterimage, only to see a huge palm flashing with white light suddenly appeared in the air, and slammed at Su Yinxue fiercely.

"Sister Su, please take a note of Hao Ran and try."

Su Yinxue only saw that the space in front of him was occupied by a huge palm. The flashing light on the palm was shocking, and the power contained in it was extremely powerful. If Jiang Ruchao and Duan Chenfeng played this trick just now, no matter what means Duan Chenfeng has or what kind of defensive treasures, it is absolutely impossible to catch such a hand.

However, despite the immense power contained in this magnificent palm, it did not make Su Yinxue's beautiful face even a little moving. She stood quietly, letting the wind blowing from the giant palm blow her dress.

The huge palm came from the air, and instantly fell from the sky above Su Yinxue. Su Yinxue's hands are crystal clear and white as jade. Her pale fingers lightly, only saw a snowflake appear out of thin air.

Suddenly, a pale blue light shone on the snowflakes and became more and more abundant.

"Ice and snow condense!"

The voice was soft, but there was an unspeakable determination. All I saw was the light blue snowflake falling suddenly into six petals and spinning rapidly. The endless coldness spread with the rotation of snowflakes, and the entire airborne seemed to be frozen.

The light blue icy cold caused the space to freeze and slow down. The huge white palm fell ten times slower, then a hundred times, a thousand times, and finally stopped in the air, as if frozen, and could no longer move half a minute.

"crack!"

The girl's voice was still gentle, but she also had irreversible power.

After hearing only the crisp and pleasant sound, the huge white palms in the sky suddenly cracked apart and turned into countless crystalline fragments, emitting a bright light under the sun's rays, and then instantly vaporized and dissipated. No trace.

The light dissipated, the girl stood quietly, and the sun shone on her face, looking a little holy.

Jiang Ruchao could hardly believe his eyes. His magnanimous palm is a very good attack method of the sixth-grade fairy skill, and he is also very talented. Although he has just reached the foundation of the foundation, but if this palm is hit For ordinary disciples who are heavy in foundation building, they are either dead or injured, and it is extremely difficult to resist.

However, the power of such a huge hand was unexpectedly resisted by Su Yinxue lightly, as if it were very ordinary and did not take any effort.

"How is that possible?" Jiang Ruchao's face was gloomy, without any sense of elegance, his eyes were full of unbelievableness, and the color of scum appeared slowly.

Su Yinxue looked at him quietly and said, "Did Uncle Ouyang not tell you that even if it is all about building a foundation, will the real strength be so different?"

Jiang Ruchao is also a genius disciple. How would he not know the meaning of Su Yinxue's words? Different talents have different understandings of the rules. Even in the same realm, the power that can be exerted will be much different. It's like Murong Wujin just reached the foundation of building, even the realm hasn't stabilized yet. However, his strength is not that Jiang Ruchao can fight at all. If the two fight, Jiang Ruchao will lose within three moves.

And if an ordinary disciple worked hard and finally succeeded in building the foundation, then when he met Jiang Ruchao, who was also a heavy foundation builder, I was afraid that he would not be able to withstand this magnanimous hand, and he would be seriously injured.

In the same realm, the real strength varies greatly. This is the wonder of Xiuxian.

A crisp golden iron sounded, and Jiang Ruchao's long black sword flickered in his hands. The purple sword seemed to be spiritual. With Jiang Ruchao's breathing fluctuated.

"Su Yinxue, show your weapon." Jiang Ruchao pointed his sword at Su Yinxue, his voice was cold and his intentions were condensed.

Su Yinxue had no expression on her face, blinked, and said, "Not yet."

Jiang Ruchao's complexion was red, and his chest was constantly undulating. Su Yinxue spoke softly, but struck his chest like a hammer. It was contempt, naked contempt.

"Purple shadow magic light, no sword!"

Jiang Ruchao yelled, his body was violent, and the black and purple sword in his hand gave out thousands of brilliance, and the purple light was mixed with black light and shadow, making a whining sound.

Jianmang covered the sky and fell straight down from the air, chopped off against Su Yinxue's head.

This sword condenses all the power of Jiang Ruchao. In his resentment, he no longer wants to hurt or capture Su Yinxue. At this moment, he has an idea, beheading the girl in front of her, and letting her body Necrosis disappeared, soaring.

"Sister beware!"

Su Ling, who stood aside, saw all this in her eyes. Although she was low, but her vision was extraordinary. The power contained in this sword was enough to break the mountains and stones, and extremely powerful.

In the face of such a sword, Su Yinxue still has free time, and smiled sideways at Su Lingyan, then saw her white and jade prime hand gently waving in front of her, and the whole person turned and instantly Beautiful, just like dance.

Su Yinxue turned slowly and slowly, and every time the body turned, a faint light spread out from her body, and then a thin layer of light was formed around the body to protect her.

Just the blink of an eye, dozens of flashes of light condensed, forming a protective layer clearly visible to the naked eye, protecting her inside.

Jian Mang slammed down, standing fiercely above Su Yinxue's head, and the glory was magnificent, and the purple light illuminated the sky, completely drowning the girl.

Su Ling was frightened and could not help exclaiming. With such a sword down, I wondered if my sister would be safe and sound.

The corner of Jiang Ruchao's mouth was sloppy, and he could feel that the sword was hardly hindered, and he cut it off from Su Yinxue's head and chopped the girl in half.

The purple light finally dissipated, only to see a sword mark on the ground suddenly appeared, and the mountain was cut out of a ditch with a width of several feet and a depth of half a foot, which could no longer be described by a sword mark.

"In the same realm, the real strength is still different." Jiang Ruchao looked at the gully and laughed.

However, at the next moment his laughter came to an abrupt halt, only to see a graceful and inexhaustible figure slowly fall from the air, on the edge of the gully, which was indescribable.

Jiang Ruchao's eyes almost fell out. He couldn't believe the scene in front of him. Is this the person who fell? Shouldn't she have been beheaded? How could she withstand the power of that sword?

"No, it's impossible!" Jiang Ruchao yelled, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Su Yinxue stood quietly, without half the emotion in her beautiful eyes, without even a hint of sarcasm.

"Lingfengxuan dance method!"

Murong's indiscriminate voice sounded suddenly, he came over step by step and walked to Jiang Ruchao's side.

"Exactly!" Su Yinxue smiled and nodded.

"What is Lingfeng Hyun Dance?" Jiang Ruchao asked subconsciously.

"You are not qualified to know." Murong Wuhen and Su Yinxue said in unison.

Jiang Ruchao was stunned, and then his face became red. He was a master of building a base. When did he fall into a situation where he was not qualified to know the name of a certain body style? If it was Su Yinxue's ridicule, why would Murong Wujing say the same thing?

However, it seemed that Murong had no trace and didn't want to explain anything to him. He just glanced at Jiang Ruchao and said, "Brother Jiang, please step down, you are not Sister Su's opponent."

Jiang Ruchao's complexion turned red, and his complexion was so dull that it was almost dripping water. For a long time, he felt that in order to achieve the foundation of his cultivation, he could be on an equal footing with Murong Wuren, even if it was a few points away, it was not far behind.

However, he now knows that no matter what level his cultivation has reached, in Murong's unmarked eyes, it is nothing at all, maybe he is a dog, a slave, not even his subordinates.

He glanced at Murong without a trace, suppressing the anger in his heart, and silently backed away.

Murong Wuchen didn't look at him anymore and stood in front of Su Yinxue.

"Sister Su, I didn't expect your cultivation to have reached such a point. I look at you like me."

Su Yinxue smiled, and said, "Master Wuren, your cultivation makes me unbelievable ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ You are more talented than me. It is incredible that you can reach the foundation at this age. Then. "

Murong smiled without a trace and said, "Would you like to take a break? I'm afraid you can't resist my attack."

Su Yinxue said lightly: "No, I didn't waste any real energy."

Murong nodded without a trace: "I think so, Brother Jiang can't pose any threat to you."

Su Yinxue didn't answer, just stood quietly.

"We are limited to three tricks. If you can handle them, then I will take them around and leave. From then on we will no longer compete and survive together. But if you can't, then don't blame me. This trial, regardless of life or death, presumably you are also clear. "Murong stood without a trace and said slowly.

Su Yinxue's eyebrows froze slightly, and finally a little nervousness appeared on the pretty and calm face. Murong's flawless cultivation is not clear for her, but it can be seen from his words that Jiang Ruchao is not in his eyes. There are only two cases. One is that Jiang Ruchao's true cultivation is inferior to him, and the other is two. The status status is too far apart.

Murong Wuhen is an extremely proud guy. He definitely wouldn't do this to him just because he was taller than Jiang Ruchao. His cultivation is definitely higher than Jiang Ruchao, and there are quite a few.

Although Su Yinxue seemed to underestimate Jiang Ruchao's attack, but she knew clearly that her identity was mysterious and she had made a coincidence. The true cultivation was not much different.

Since Murong Wuzhen can recognize Ling Fengxuan's dancing style, it will be extremely difficult to rely on this style to find victory in the battle between the two.

Su Yinxue couldn't help but feel a little nervous and worried when she heard Murong Wuhen's words.

She turned and glanced at it. Ye Yun still sat quietly, then she looked calm and determined.