Huashan Gate

There is no good wine for wine, no good feast for feasts. Yu Yuxin said that what should have come is still here, but his arrival seems to have disrupted their established steps.

The person speaking was a monk in the middle of the cave, dressed very ordinary, with a restrained breath, and a calm tone. But this realm is probably not good enough to compare with Han Duxue.

Han Duxue is also the cultivation base of the cave scene. If it weren't for a monk who came out of a realm, Yu Yu wouldn't worry that she would make a fool of herself, and at her own realm, it would not be easy to stop a cave. The younger generation can only let Han Duxue.

A table of people seemed to be waiting for the beginning of this moment, and now that it started, there was nothing to hide. The prince took the lead to say, "Don't mind the saint. The monks on the grassland are relatively straightforward. If we can get your guidance, I think we can also open our eyes."

This is tantamount to sending a signal to challenge Han Duxue.

The monk in the brown costume had already left the pavilion and pulled out the weapon similar to a long sword behind him. Yu Yu dropped the meat, picked up a towel and wiped his hands slowly.

The monk's hand was indeed a sword, but it was a purple-black wooden sword. There are many cultivators in the world who use swords, and it is the first time that Yu Yu, who uses wooden swords, has seen it.

This wooden sword is obviously not something of this era. The field energy fluctuates vigorously, but it does not show the appearance. It has the charm of ancient treasures, but it does not have the obvious fluctuations of ancient treasures.

For a while, Yu Yu couldn't tell what was going on with this sword, whether it was something from ancient times or something from this era. Perhaps it was from this era, but it was too long, and it was very different from the spirit weapon at this moment.

He drew out his sword, walked about two to three hundred meters, slowly floated up, and looked 100 meters off the ground, looking at the Han Duxue that had also come to the front.

Before coming, she already knew that this kind of challenge was inevitable, so there was not much nonsense to talk about, and he was not a person who likes nonsense.

Yu Yu stepped out of the pavilion first and came to the bottom of the battle circle, and the others came in turn. The male slender sword lifted slightly upwards, "Holy woman, why didn't you draw the sword?"

Han Duxue shook her head, "You can do it."

The monk's face was a little embarrassed, his face was slightly cold, and the sword turned over, suddenly becoming erratic in his hand. The sword body whirled, and there were bursts of deep dragon chanting sound, which sounded like a high-grade spirit weapon.

After a moment of flipping, the long sword issued a trembling purple light, and the light flashed in an instant, and the purple light plunged into the cold solitary snow. Han Duxue only waved lightly with one hand, and no sword appeared, but a white sword came out loudly, slashing towards the opponent's purple light.

The two swords collided with each other, a heavy frustration sounded, and a sound of iron and iron symphony sounded in his ears, which made Yu Yu a little startled. At this time, the monk's sword training was finally confirmed, and he could be able to compete with Han Du The sword aura that Xue sent out to contend with, really had some strength.

The scene on the court changed dramatically. After the long sword in the monk's hand was turned over with a tremor, dozens of earth-brown branches were shot out fiercely.

A strong field power pressure actually formed an independent space similar to a small world within the two people's battle circle, blocking Han Duxue from Yu Yu's realization range.

Because the branches increased in an instant, only a few breaths of effort made up in mid-air, forming a huge spherical rattan enclosure. What made Yu Yu feel strange is that the space around the enclosure was slightly deformed, seeming to drive A certain spatial law.

And the realm of the monk was just the cave realm, so it should be right without this ability. At this point, Yu Yu felt that there were few people who could do this on the spot except for himself.

He couldn't see it, and the prince and others naturally couldn't see what was going on inside. But when Yu Yu peeked at it, these people didn’t seem to see much information on their faces. However, from the faint, calm eyes of the big prince, he seemed to be particularly interested in the monk who used the wooden sword. confidence.

After more than a dozen breaths, I only heard a low, stern cry from the cane above, "Ah..."

The rattan that followed the sky disintegrated in an instant, and when it was disintegrating, there was a sudden bang, and the rattan was flying around the sky like sawdust, like a sharp arrow.

An arm fell from mid-air. Han Duxue's face remained hovering without changing her color and heartbeat, her hands were still empty, but a long sword was hovering quietly at the center of the brow of the monk holding the wooden sword.

Monk Wood Sword had one arm cut off, the blood had already dyed half of his clothes, and the big beads of sweat on his face rolled down, but he stood there motionless. With just a slight accidental movement, the long sword at the center of his eyebrows may penetrate through, making him fascinated.

The prince's face changed abruptly, and the muscles on his face twitched twice.

"Papa Papa"

A burst of clear applause broke the embarrassment at the scene. Everyone turned their faces, and it was Yu Yu who applauded.

"Wonderful." Yu Yu smiled and looked at the eldest prince. "What do you think?"

The eldest prince's face sank. At this time, he no longer concealed his hostile attitude towards Yu Yu. He snorted and ignored Yu Yu. Instead, he said at the top, "The saint is really well-deserved, admire and admire. Contest each other, He asked for his inferior skills, but he still hopes that the saint can be merciful and spare his life."

The long sword that stopped in front of the monk disappeared. The monk was amnesty, the figure flashed, came to the ground, picked up his broken arm, and left without saying a word.

But Han Duxue did not come down.

Yu Yu felt a fierce flower in front of her eyes, and when she fixed her eyes, the girl in the purple dress had already arrived in front of Han Duxue.

Yu Yu's heart thumped~www.wuxiaspot.com~How can this speed be so fast. But when he glanced at it, he saw that the big prince seemed to be about to stop him, as if he didn't want the girl in purple dress to challenge Han Duxue at this time.

That girl was one of the so-called twins who injured Qian Yue.

But Yu Yu did not see, nor did he feel the second person, how could there be any twin sisters? It is clearly a person.

"You do have some abilities." The girl in the purple dress was expressionless, and looked at Han Duxue with some gloomy eyes. This kind of eyes like paranoia, appearing on such a flower-like girl, always makes people feel shuddering.

Han Duxue still looked at each other coldly. Han Duxue, who was not good at speaking at all, seemed even more unaware of what to say at this time, just staring coldly at the girl opposite.

The eyes of the two are not friendly, one is almost paranoid and the other is simply cold and ruthless.

A dark yellow light flashed strangely in the purple-clothed woman's eyes that shocked Yu Yu's heart, and another nearly identical purple-clothed woman suddenly appeared behind Han Duxue.