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"Wu Ren, where are you and Jianhun Jianpo? Someone's magic weapon was actually a spoon just now, which made me laugh to death, giggle!" As soon as Xia Jian and Jianso and Jianpo returned to the venue, Ao Ling'er came forward and smiled at Xia Jian.

"The secret, hehe, you will know then." Xia Jian smiled mysteriously at Ao Ling'er. The sword soul and sword spirit also smiled similarly to Xia Jian.

"Is it so mysterious to use? Humph! Don't you say it, otherwise my fist will not have eyes." Ao Ling'er sighed at the pink fist, then shook it in front of Xia Jian's eyes and threatened Xia Jian.

"I can't say it!" Xia Jian said to Ao Ling'er with a bitter face.

"Say or not--say?" Ao Ling'er opened her eyes wide at Xia Jian, raising her pink fist.

"Hehe!..." Jianhun Jianpo saw Ao Ling'er showing great power towards Xia Jian, and covered her mouth and smiled.

"Why are you laughing? He won't say you two." Ao Ling'er turned around and said to Jianhun Jianshun Jianshun Jianshu when he heard the laughter of Jianhun Jianshun Jianshu.

"Young Master, don't make things difficult for us brothers! If you want to ask, you have to ask your uncle!" Jianhun said and gave Jianpo a look.

"Yes, yes! Master, you'd better ask Master Uncle!" Jianpo didn't know what Jianpo meant, so he hurriedly said to Ao Ling'er.

"Two boys, actually betray me? Humph, I have time to deal with you two in the future, remember." Xia Jian stared at Jianhun and Jianso with a fierce look, and sent a message to Ao Ling'er: "Master, he has given me the best fairy sword, and gave the treasures of Shushan Sword Sect's sect, Zini Immortal Sword and Qinghong Immortal Sword respectively to Jianhun and Jianso, so that we must win the top three in this competition."

"What, Uncle Mingxin actually took out three fairy swords at once and gave you a top-quality fairy sword?" Ao Ling'er opened her eyes wide and sent a message to Xia Jian.

Xia Jian didn't answer, just nodded.

"The sixth game, the 31st arena No. 32nd arena No. 1... The 36th arena No. 3, the young disciples are on the court." The elder of the Kunlun Sect said to the field.

"It's your turn to Sword Soul, hehe! Come on!" Xia Jian narrowed his eyes and smiled at Sword Soul.

"Uncle Master, don't worry! No problem." Jianhun showed a confident smile and said to Xia Jian. What are you afraid of when Zini Immortal Sword is in hand? How come the Zini Immortal Sword is also a middle-grade immortal weapon!

The sword soul walked towards the ring with great strides, and couldn't wait to get on the ring.

The opponent of Sword Soul on the ring was the Shangqing Palace maid disciple from Xuanling Province. Shangqing Palace, Shushan Sword Sect, Kunlun Sect and Demon Sect are the largest sects in the Four Spirits Provinces. Shangqing Palace can also be said to have many talents. The cultivation level of the Shangqing Palace maid disciple in front of Sword Soul has reached the middle stage of divination, which is similar to Wang Zhiyuan of Kunlun Sect, and is one level higher than that of Sword Soul.

"Shangqing Palace, Hanxue." The female disciple of Shangqing Palace bowed to the sword soul, but her tone was as cold as her name, and the same person was. Her skin was as snow as she did not give in to Ao Ling'er, and she also looked stunning beauty.

"Shushan Sword Sect, Sword Soul." Sword Soul looked at the cold Shangqing Gong Hanxue Road in front of him.

"Let's light up the magic weapon!" As soon as Han Xue said, she had a lancet-shaped magic weapon in her hand. The thin blade was like the owner of the lancet, and the cold breath was like that of the lancet.

"Okay!" The sword soul also took out the low-grade spiritual weapon, flying sword, and put on a sword-raising posture of the Shushan Sword Sect.

"Sword Soul meets a beautiful woman!" Ao Ling'er pointed at Han Xue, the opponent of Sword Soul on the ring, and said to Xia Jiandao like a modern version of a flower scattered girl.

"Yes! Yes! What a beautiful woman! If she doesn't look so cold, it's good to be my wife!" Xia Jian stared at Han Xue's well-proportioned figure and beautiful face, and his saliva was almost flowing out. When he heard Ao Ling'er's words, he couldn't help but express his thoughts.

"What? Wuren, you." Ao Ling'er frowned and looked at the lustful Xia Jian with a scent of fire.

"Ah!" Xia Jian realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and hurriedly said, "I'm anxious. I mean I'm saying it's good to be a wife for Jianhun. How dare I think so! Haha." After that, Xia Jian smiled with his face.

"Is that true?" Ao Ling'er said to Xia Jian with an extremely suspicious tone.

"Really, you see the sword soul is taking action." Xia Jian changed the topic to attract Ao Ling'er's attention.

Ao Ling'er looked at the sword soul and Han Xue on the ring, and it turned out that the sword soul began to attack on her own initiative.

"I can't see through this woman's cultivation level. She should be at the middle stage of the distraction! First, the attack is about it. If it doesn't work, I'm using the head's Zi Ni Xian Sword." Jianhun thought to himself, and the flying sword in his hand began to cooperate with the moves to attack Han Xue in close combat.

Faced with Han Xue's preemptive attack, her hands and feet were in panic, and she relied on her cultivation to be superior to Sword Soul, and the lancet in her hand was even more neatly played by her. Every attack of Sword Soul was easily blocked by Han Xue's lancet in her hand.

"Fortunately, I finally changed the topic." Xia Jian looked at Ao Linger who was concentrating on watching the competition on the ring and sighed in his heart, "Why did you say your original intention? You can never make such a mistake again next time. It's too low-level."

On the ring, the sword soul was a little weak, and Han Xue, who had defended before, began to attack actively. His moves were sharp, and his true energy was stronger than the sword soul. The Lancet was left with only a shadow of the sword sword by Han Xuewu. The sword soul began to be unable to bear it.

"I didn't expect that there was such an outstanding disciple in Shangqing Palace. Old Man Mingxin, I see that your disciples are about to be defeated!" Yu Heng beside Mingxin said.

"Not necessarily! But this female disciple from Shangqing Palace is really outstanding. I don't know how Qingxu's bull nose cultivated such an outstanding disciple." Mingxin still confidently said to Yuheng.

"Haha! Old Man Mingxin, you really have confidence in your disciples!" Yu Heng smiled and turned his head, and said to an old Taoist priest in the blue-clothed Taoist robe holding a whisk across the Kunlun Elder: "You are so impatient! You are silently cultivating such outstanding young disciples."

"Yuheng, you are kidding me again." Qingxu, holding a whisk, said to Yuheng. The few of them are all peer names, no matter how big or small.

"This game is very interesting!" Yu Heng thought to himself, and then looked at the Sword Soul's No. 3 ring.

The sword soul retreated step by step, and Han Xue attacked repeatedly.

The lancet in Han Xue's hand was radiant and leaped into the air, with her figure floating and free, like a fairy in the Buddha Moon Palace.

"It seems that this woman Han Xue is going to use her ultimate move, and there is nothing she can do." Jian Hun was already sweating heavily, and Han Xue's attack made Jian Hun almost breathless.

"Zi Ni!" The sword soul exclaimed softly. The low-grade spiritual weapon flying sword in his hand immediately entered his body and summoned the Zi Ni Xian Sword from the Qiankun bracelet.

A light purple light flashed, and a purple flying sword appeared in the sword soul's hand.

"Qianjuezing!" Han Xue let out a sweet shout in the air, threw out the lancet knife in her hand, and attacked the sword soul.

The short distance between the lancet in the air was transformed into two, two, and four, but in less than a blink of an eye, it turned into hundreds of lancet shadows ahead, covering the sword soul in the sword shadow formed by the lancet.

Everyone on the field thinks that Sword Soul will lose without intention.

"Sword and shield come up!" The sword soul shouted loudly, and the Zi Ni sword quickly danced out countless sword shadows in the sword soul's hand. The sword shadow began to twist in the air, turning into an egg-like appearance, protecting the sword soul tightly.

"Pengpeng..." Han Xue's Qianhuan Sword turned into countless sword shadows. He actually used the support of his true energy to exert such force, hitting the sword shield that the sword soul danced with the purple-colored sword, making continuous sounds. It made people feel that no sword shadow seemed to be a physical body.

Suddenly, a sword shadow became more and more prosperous, and the egg and sword shield attacked the sword soul. The cold air made the sword soul in the "egg" clearly feel the chill.

"Not good! It's the body of a magic weapon." Jianhun said inwardly.
Chapter completed!