Chapter 939 White and Red

The Qingyunge Challenge continues.

The deacon of Yu Dao Sect announced: "According to the rules, the first level challenge of Qingyun Pavilion has been passed, and the second level challenge has begun."

He glanced at the people on the opposite side and continued: "According to the order of ranking, the challenger on the second floor of Qingyun Pavilion is Yao Jun from Yudao Sect. And the guardian of the second floor is Bai Yufeng, the peak master of Yudao Sect's Purple Feather Peak. Li Qing."

In the square, the crowd watching the game suddenly became lively.

"It's a contest between Yu Dao Sect disciples. It's interesting to watch."

"Yaojun is one of the deputy peak masters of Baiyu Peak, and he is also quite powerful."

"Bai Liqing, it is said that this peak master is the youngest among the seven peaks of the Yu Dao Sect, and is also a peerless genius."

The black demon dragon Ming Lin squatting on Xu Yang's shoulder said: "Master, your sweetheart, Miss Yaojun, is about to appear."

Xu Yang ignored Ming Lin and looked at Yao Jun not far away.

The two looked at each other and nodded to each other.

Xu Yang sent a message: "Yaojun, be careful."

Yaojun responded via voice transmission: "Xu Yang, I will definitely pass the test on the second level of Qingyun Pavilion, and thus obtain the qualification to enter the palace realm space, and fight side by side with you."

Xu Yang looked at Yaojun's back as he calmly entered the gate of Qingyun Pavilion with a focused expression.

The demon dragon Ming Lin stretched out a dragon toe and flicked Xu Yang's shoulder, saying: "Master, your eyeballs are about to fall out. You are focusing on sex over friends. Don't worry, Yaojun, this little girl It will definitely pass.”

Xu Yang turned around and said, "How do you know?"

Demonic Dragon Minglin explained: "Look at the look in her eyes just now. It was a serious look. This is the look I have every time I fight seriously."

Xu Yang said: "Those who are serious are the most beautiful."

Ming Lin made a face and said playfully: "It's sour, my dragon teeth are soft."

Zhan Yunfei, who is both a disciple of the Yu Dao Sect and has not yet appeared, whispered to himself: "They are both disciples of the Yu Dao Sect and are very familiar with each other. In terms of cultivation, they are both at the first level of Daoming Realm. Each body has its own characteristics, so it’s hard to say who will win and who will lose.”

...

The psychic stone mirror reflected the situation on the second floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

There is almost no difference between the venue on the second floor and the first floor. It is still a huge martial arts arena.

In the martial arts arena, two beautiful women stood face to face.

The one on the left has fine eyebrows, dignified appearance, slender body, elegant temperament, and is dressed in white.

The one on the right has almond eyes and dark eyebrows. She does not use any makeup, but has natural pink cheeks and red lips. She is wearing a light red dress over her petite body.

Baiyi Yaojun said: "Senior Sister Bailiqing, I'm here to challenge you. Please teach me."

Bailiqing in red said: "Junior Sister Yaojun, I haven't seen you for a few days. Your cultivation level has also advanced to the Dao Ming realm. Congratulations, congratulations. However, it is my duty to protect Qingyun Pavilion. The next competition between us I will take it very seriously.”

Baili Qing is actually thirty years old, but because of her good looks, she looks only fifteen or sixteen years old. She has a cheerful personality like a girl, and her usual clothes are quite cute. She is nicknamed "Little Girl Peak Master" by many Yu Dao Sect disciples in private.

Baiyi Yaojun said seriously: "I just need to stick to one stick of incense without losing. I believe I can do it."

when--

With the sound of a bell, the incense burner in the timed incense burner on the edge of the venue was lit.

Yaojun in white raised one hand, and thirty white feathers flew out from the cuffs of his jade sleeves.

The feather rode on the flying snow and came into her hand. With a flash of inspiration, it turned into a three-foot Confucian sword. The surface of the sword body is engraved with the pattern of flying feathers, which is her flying feather sword.

Before the sword came out, it had already caused flying snow in an area, which was the Flying Snow Sword Domain.

She is a sword cultivator!

Bailiqing in red on the opposite side made a move almost at the same time.

With her red sleeves rolled up, a cluster of light red petals floated out deftly, and the red flying flowers fell on her jade hands, as if the petals were red butterflies and the jade hands were the fragrance of the flowers.

The flying flowers swirled, the spiritual light flashed, and a wooden sword with a simple style and purple color appeared.

The sword has not yet come out, but it has already brought out the fragrance of flowers for a whole day, which is the sword realm of flowers.

She is also a sword cultivator!

Baiyi Yaojun's eyes were sharp, and he did not take action immediately. Instead, he held the sword in his right hand, quickly formed a seal with one hand with his left hand, and then lightly tapped on his nose.

A sigil rune flickered into the skin of her nose, and the power of the sigil sealed her breath.

red

Yi Bailiqing said: "Junior Sister Yaojun, you are still so smart."

Baiyi Yaojun said: "Senior Sister Bailiqing, your Mu Lan Sword is a rare treasure. The fragrance emitted from it can make people fall asleep. I don't want to fall into this trap."

Bailiqing in red said: "Junior Sister Yaojun is famous for being good at controlling sword formations, so I have to be careful. The Feiyu Sword in your hand is not so much a sword as it is a sword with eighteen branches. array.”

As both disciples of the Yu Dao Sect, she and she were familiar with each other.

"Coming." The two said in unison.

Yaojun in white clothes touches the flying snow with his toes, Bai Yu rides on the white snow, and Bai Yu sword comes out.

The red dress is sunny, the soles of the feet are flying flowers, the red sleeves are fluttering red flowers, and Mu Lan's sword is coming out.

Jingle, jingle, jingle.

The sword energy cut, and the sound was as fast as the rain.

For a moment, white clothes and white snow, red shirts and red flowers, you come and go, the movements are graceful, confusing people's eyes.

when!

There was a clanging sound!

The swords of the two clashed hard, causing flying snow and red flowers to fly. Their swords were evenly matched.

The figures suddenly separated, and the two beautiful women each pointed the tips of their Confucian swords at each other, smiling at the same time.

It was like two flowers competing for beauty, and the world was filled with fragrance.

......

The square was completely silent.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the image in the spiritual stone mirror. The battle between sword cultivators could be so beautiful and intoxicating.

Yao Jun and Baili Qing were both Daoming Realm cultivators. In addition, the two were familiar with each other, so it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

The battle continued, and half an incense stick of time passed in a blink of an eye.

Bai Yi Yao Jun said: "Senior Sister Baili Qing, show your trump card. Otherwise, when the time is up, I will pass."

Red Yi Baili Qing said: "Okay, you and I will each show our trump cards and end this contest."

The two separated and retreated ten feet away.

They gathered their strength separately.

Bai Yi Yao Jun urged his soul power, and circles of snow-white soul power ripples spread from under his feet. Wherever he passed, snow flew all over the sky, just like a powerful soul domain that only Daoming Realm cultivators could control.

With the blessing of the soul realm, Bai Yi Yao Jun threw the flying feather sword in his hand into the air.

"Split the sword!"

The white feather sword in the air made a crane cry and immediately turned into thirty-six short swords.

"Sword formation!"

The thirty-six short swords were arranged in a formation, and above the sword formation, a hundred-foot white crane was instantly conjured up.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The thirty-six white feather swords kept buzzing, rolling up a huge sword intent.

At the same time, Bai Yi Yao Jun's mind was already full of flying snow.

The sword formation was activated, and the thirty-six white feather swords formed the shape of crane wings, riding on the hundred-foot crane shadow to face the wind and snow against the sky.

"Cut the flying snow!"

Sword realm - flying snow!

Sword intent - crane wings!

Sword formation - thirty-six white feather swords in formation!

Sword move - cut the flying snow!

The four are perfectly matched, the wind and snow are pulled by the wings of the sword formation, tearing open the curtain of snow, and the power of the sword formation falls with a ray of sunlight.

At the same time that Yaojun in white launched the extreme sword formation, Baili Qing in red also made a move.

Baili Qing in red urged her soul power, and circles of red soul power waves spread out from under her feet. Wherever she passed, red flowers covered the ground, and the powerful soul power of the Daoming realm cultivator was undoubtedly revealed.

Without stopping for a moment, Baili Qing threw the Mulan Sword in her hand.

The Mulan Sword spun around and turned into a size of several feet in the blink of an eye. The sword body trembled constantly, and a huge, light red epiphyllum bud appeared on the surface.

"Flower bloom!"

As the petals of the epiphyllum bud stretched out one by one, the power of the sword domain became stronger and stronger, and the fragrance filled the air.

Wait for the epiphyllum to bloom.

"Sword dance!"

The sword energy suddenly became a hundred feet, and the dance of the epiphyllum was like a gust of wind.

"Sword Dao - Sword falls on the epiphyllum!"

In an instant, the shadow of the sword of a hundred feet suddenly slashed down, raising the shadow of the epiphyllum for a day.

But the peak sword moves of the two collided in the sky.

For a moment, snow rolled and exploded, flower shadows exploded, thunder roared in the sky and earth, and strong wind swept across a hundred miles.

After a long while, the power of the two swords was exhausted, leaving only a messy void.

The white-clothed and red-clothed people waved their hands almost at the same time, and their respective

Confucian swords were in their hands.

There was no pause.

The white-clothed and red-clothed people also held swords in their right hands, and also controlled the wind with their feet, and stabbed each other with the tip of the sword.

She and she wanted to decide the winner.

She and she were both beautiful and serious women.

Puff!

The two rushed forward and stopped abruptly. The tips of the Confucian swords in their hands pierced each other's left shoulders.

The tips of the swords pierced through the clothes, and bright red flowers bloomed on the shoulders of the two.

......

In the square.

The crowd, which was originally silent, exclaimed at the same time.

"Oh my god-"

"Good guy-"

It seemed that the pair of swords pierced the shoulders of every spectator, which made people startled.

"They both stabbed each other."

"They both stopped moving."

"Who won?"

"I can't tell."

"But it looks good."

"It looks good."

"Good."

......

The second floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

The white-clothed and red-clothed people were motionless, and the tips of the Confucian swords in their hands were left in the flesh of each other's shoulders.

"Junior sister Yaojun, you have been hit by my Mulan sword, and the power of the flower fragrance on the sword has penetrated into your blood. You can't move at this moment." The red-clothed said.

"Junior sister Bailiqing, you have also been hit by my Feiyu sword, and the icy power on the sword should have melted into your meridians. You can't move at this moment." The white-clothed said.

"Next, who will win?" The two said in unison.

On the surface, the two were talking as if nothing had happened. Secretly, they were each activating the Haoran Tianmai in their bodies to relieve the state of being restrained by their bodies.

Yao Jun and Baili Qing both have Haoran Tianmai in their bodies, but compared with Zhan Yunfei's Haoran Tianmai, it is still a big grade lower.

In other words, whoever can get rid of the restricted state of the body first can gain mobility in advance and win this duel.

For Yao Jun in white, victory is what she wants. She wants to fight side by side with Xu Yang in the palace space.

For Baili Qing in red, as the guardian of the second floor of Qingyun Pavilion and the master of Ziyu Peak, she has a pride and honor, and she doesn't want to lose.

At this moment, the Haoran Tianmai in Yao Jun's body spewed out the five-color Haoran power, washing away the "flower fragrance" confinement power brought by the Mu Lan Sword that invaded her body.

However, the Haoran Heavenly Meridian in Bailiqing's body is spitting out six colors of Haoran's power, which is washing away the "flying snow and ice" power that invades the meridians.

Time passes by breath by breath.

Nervous, nervous, nervous.

At this moment, Baili Qing in red moved her fingertips holding the hilt of the sword.

Baiyi Yaojun immediately saw the subtle changes on the opponent's fingers, and felt cold in his heart. He simply closed his eyes and said in his heart: "I lost. She released the imprisonment of the martial body before me. Her soul power and Haoran Tianmai's The grade is slightly higher than mine.”

To Baiyi Yaojun's surprise, the other party never made any move.

when--

A loud bell sounded, the incense in the incense burner had been burned out, and the time was up.

Baiyi Yaojun opened his eyes and his body returned to freedom.

The two of them withdrew their swords at the same time.

"Thank you, senior sister, for your support." Baiyi Yaojun said.

"I have tried my best. Junior sister's performance is worthy of a victory." said Baili Qing in red.

Both sword wounds were minor, just superficial injuries.

Baiyi Yaojun put away her sword, clasped her fists and left.

Bailiqing in red looked at the back of Yaojun in white as he left Qingyun Pavilion, smiled slightly, and whispered to himself: "Master Qionghuajun, the master of Baiyu Peak, when this trial in Qingyun Pavilion is over, you invite me to your Baiyu Feng has tea, I will be there on time.”

...

The deacon of the Yu Dao Sect announced loudly: "Yao Jun of the Yu Dao Sect has passed the assessment on the second level of Qingyun Pavilion and is qualified to participate in the trial of the Scholarly Sect's palace realm."

The crowd was filled with cheers.

"Wonderful."

"nice."

"Beautiful people."

"The sword is also beautiful."

Xu Yang, who had been watching the competition, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Ming Lin, who was squatting on Xu Yang's shoulder, said loudly: "As expected of my master, I will never give up in a fight."