It was just an unskilled move to cut the snow with one sword, which completely destroyed the opponent's Lihuo Sword Technique. After succeeding, he quickly dodged back a foot away.

"You are no match for me, give up!" Chen Xiaoyan looked at the other party quietly, she did not want to hurt the woman in a white dress in front of her.

Ouyang Manxue gritted her teeth and rushed forward again.

This momentum was stronger than before, and the spiritual sword in his hand slashed down, the sword whistling.

Suddenly, a fierce flame burst out on the high platform, like a phoenix bathed in fire in the snow, rushing towards Chen Xiaoyan who was holding a long sword!

Chen Xiaoyan's heart trembled, but her body did not sway with the wind, but her feet changed and she used the Chen family's traditional movement skills.

The sword energy containing the power of the Phoenix was narrowly missed by Ouyang Manxue.

On the high platform, Ouyang Manxue's sword energy became more and more fierce, and even the people watching the battle below the high platform vaguely felt that there seemed to be a burning flame spreading in all directions.

As if there were countless flaming sword energy flying around, Chen Xiaoyan vaguely felt a hint of danger, snorted softly, condensed her true energy, stamped her heels on the ground, and stopped her retreat!

Then he gave a clear drink, and his whole body felt as if someone had pushed him from behind. In an instant, he went from retreating to advancing in one go!

For a moment, the flames on the high platform disappeared, and Chen Xiaoyan, who was wearing a red dress, also disappeared for an instant.

The next moment, the thousands of monks under the high platform all opened their mouths.

Without any warning, Chen Xiaoyan, who just disappeared for a moment, missed Ouyang Manxue's deadly sword energy and dodged less than three feet behind Ouyang Mandi!

The long sword in his hand rests on the opponent's neck!

"You lost!" Chen Xiaoyan looked at Ouyang Manxue in front of her and said softly.

At the moment, she only needs to exert force with her wrists. Even if it is not a life-and-death fight, it is still an easy task like before when Monk Ruoli chopped off an arm of a Tianyun Mountain disciple.

At this time, Ouyang Manxue was so bold that she didn't dare to bet on whether Chen Xiaoyan behind him would cut off her own arm with a sword!

Ouyang Xuan in the main hall looked at the two people who were in a stalemate on the high platform and said loudly: "In this competition, our Snowfield Holy Land lost, junior sister, please come back!"

It was his loud shout that finally made the headmaster and Yuan Zun, who were sweating for the two women, breathe a sigh of relief.

"Girl, come back, today's competition is over...Thank you for your hard work!"

After finally winning a match, Yuan Zun was in a good mood. Looking at Miss Chen's cold face on the high platform, he sent himself and his compliments without reservation.

Only Nalan Ruoyu on the side sighed softly, thinking that his disciple was too soft-hearted. If it were him, even if he didn't behead him with a sword, he would still keep one of his arms.

Hearing Yuan Zun's greeting, Chen Xiaoyan quietly took back the long sword in her hand, clasped her fists with Ouyang Manxue and said, "I have offended you so much, please forgive me, junior sister."

Only then did Ouyang Manxue turn her head, watching Chen Xiaoyan's face change again and again, and finally couldn't help but sigh.

He replied softly: "Thank you, Senior Sister Chen, for showing mercy. Man Xue will keep it in mind. I hope I can repay you in the future!"

After saying that, he did not even greet the elders in the main hall, but held the long sword in his hand and walked towards the disciples of the Snowfield Holy Land under the high platform.

She and Na Ruoyu had the same thoughts. If it were her, she would have to keep one of the other's arms.

What she didn't expect was that Chen Xiaoyan let her go.

Seeing Ouyang Chongming leading the elders and disciples of Snowfield Holy Land to leave one after another, the headmaster finally couldn't help but look at Nalan Ruoyu in front of him and let out a long sigh.

"Junior sister, I'm afraid there will be fierce battles in all four games tomorrow. Can your disciple do it?"

Sword Master and Yuan Master also asked: "Can that kid do it?" "Do you want me to give him a good sword?"

Yaozun shook his head, looked at the four of them and said with a smile: "You guys chat slowly, I want to go back and see those injured little guys. I didn't expect that guy Wang Qiang to force his opponent to a draw!"

But the head coach shook his head and said softly: "In this case, we have a chance to fight them again at four o'clock tomorrow, otherwise we don't have to continue fighting today."

Sword Master took a step forward, looked at her and asked, "How about I go back with you and see that little guy?"

"don't want!"

Nalan Ruoyu looked at the three of them and shook his head and replied: "Before the war starts tomorrow, none of you are going to disturb him. He has a teacher with him. What are you afraid of?"

After saying this, she said to Chen Xiaoyan who was in a daze on the high platform: "Xiaoyan, come down and take this little guy back to Zhufeng. I'll go see your senior brother."

When Xiao Ling'er saw her sister winning a battle, she cheered and ran to the high platform!

"Sister said you don't need to take action tomorrow, leave everything to brother!"

The little Ling'er, whose mouth was open, started shouting with a small mouth.

The disciples of Tianyun Mountain under the high platform finally came to their senses, looked at Chen Xiaoyan on the high platform and shouted: "Senior sister is so powerful, you are more ruthless than senior brother!"

"Nonsense, this isn't ruthlessness, but excellent swordsmanship!"

"Sister, come on, Tianyun Mountain depends on you!"

Amidst the cheers, the elders and disciples in the square dispersed one after another.

After Chen Xiaoyan said hello to Nalan Ruoyu, she pulled Xiao Ling'er towards Zhufeng.

"Sister, do you think my brother has come down from the mountain?"

"We must have come down. Didn't you see that Master didn't come back to Zhufeng with us? He should have gone to the library with Elder Meng."

"You can watch the fun tomorrow. My brother is here and I don't need my sister to work hard."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense."

Nalan Ruoyu listened to the two chattering, turned to look at the headmaster and the others and said with a smile: "I'm going to the library for a walk, but don't follow me. Old Meng won't welcome you."

When the headmaster heard this, he was so angry that he replied loudly: "Junior sister, you are more fierce than that old man!"

Jian Zun took Yuan Zun's hand and said with a smile: "Finally there is a glimmer of hope. I have to drink two drinks tonight."

Yuan Zun looked at the headmaster and asked: "Should you go to me, or to the headmaster's Tianshu Hall?"

The headmaster sighed and replied: "Go to me, I finally got through a day with no danger."

...

Halfway through Unitary Time, snowflakes began to fall all over Tianyun Mountain after a sunny day.

There was a lamp on in the library, and a pot of monster meat was cooking on the table. This was food that Meng Shentong had prepared a few days in advance in order to replenish the strength of his disciples.

Nalan Ruoyu looked at Li Xiuyuan, who was dressed in black, had a bald head, and a flawless face, and couldn't help but sigh.

He laughed angrily and said, "I bet, if your junior sister sees you like this, she will definitely not want to marry that stupid guy Wang Qiang."

Li Xiuyuan was stunned, touched his bald head, and smiled bitterly.

He murmured: "I don't want to either. Let the teacher tell me. I'm just going through a tribulation. Does he want to burn off all the black hair I finally grew every time?"

Meng Shentong poured the spiritual wine for the two of them and laughed loudly: "I mean, Yu girl, you haven't seen what this kid looks like today. I bet..."

"What are you betting on?" Nalan Ruoyu picked up the wine glass and took a sip, laughing and saying, "Can't Senior Brother Gambling survive those dozens of heavenly tribulations?"

Meng Shentong looked at her and shook his head, smiling: "Not just dozens, but hundreds of them. Even the old man scared me!"

When Nalan Ruoyu heard this, she couldn't help complaining: "Can't you think more? If there wasn't a competition between the sects today, I bet that the headmaster would have brought Yuan Zun and Jian Zun to watch the excitement."

Li Xiuyuan scratched his head and smiled: "I can't control this, unless the teacher takes me out of the cave in advance next time."

"Don't try to mess with me, you can handle your own affairs by yourself!"

Meng Shentong looked at him and said seriously: "I have helped you twice, and you will have to go through it six more times. I can't be by your side every time, right?"

Li Xiuyuan was stunned and blurted out the prop: "Then the disciple has never thought of leaving Zhufeng?"

Nalan Ruoyu looked at him and sighed quietly, murmuring: "It's not up to you. Is it possible that you still don't know about it?"

After saying that, he looked at Meng Shentong speechless for a long time, and thought to himself that it has been a long time, you haven't even explained these things yet, right?

Meng Shentong looked at her and said with a smile: "This horoscope has not been revealed yet, so why worry? Let's wait until he wins the competition tomorrow."

Li Xiuyuan listened to the conversation between the two and couldn't help but ask: "Is it possible that the disciple has to leave Tianyun Mountain?"

In his opinion, under the Bamboo Peak is a rare treasure land for cultivation. He believes that in less than two years, he can cultivate his Phoenix Nirvana to the fifth or even sixth level.

Before he fully understands the situation in Xuanwu Continent, he will not leave here lightly.

"There is a volcano erupting deep in the Holy Land of Snow... It will cool down after the spring begins. If you win the four competitions tomorrow, the spot for the expedition will be yours!"

Nalan Ruoyu put down the wine glass in her hand, picked up the cooked monster meat and gave it to the old and young people in front of her. She also took a piece for herself and put it in a bowl.

Then he continued: "I made a bet with the head coach that you would win the four games tomorrow, so I got this opportunity for you. Don't be ungrateful?"

Meng Shentong nodded and said: "The monks from the four major holy places in Xuanwu Continent are all going there. We only have one quota. You must cherish this hard-won opportunity."

"Is it the ruins in the Snowy Mountains?"

Li Xiuyuan nodded thoughtfully, looked at the two of them and smiled: "In this way, the disciple himself will win the four competitions tomorrow even if he works hard!"

Nalan Ruoyu nodded, looked at him and said: "The disciples of the Snowfield Holy Land are not scary. There is only one person who is scary."

"Who is it? Could it be that you have already broken through that realm?"

Meng Shentong thought for a while, looked at Nalan Ruoyu and asked: "Who won the last game today? How many games have we played now? Have we all lost?"

"It's the young man Ouyang Xuan who has been following Ouyang Chongming... We lost four games in total and tied one. The last game today was played by Yan'er. She finally won for Tianyunshan.

field!"

After spending a while, Nalan Ruoyu introduced the current situation to the two of them.

When Meng Shentong heard this, he couldn't help but sigh and said: "Let me tell you, the people raised in the sect are not wolves, but sheep! Even that kid Wang Qiang worked hard to get a draw with the disciples from Xueshan!"

Nalan Ruoyu smiled bitterly and said: "In this way, we will win all four games tomorrow!"

Meng Shentong looked at Li Xiuyuan and laughed: "Disciple, I can't slap your master and I in the face. This is a matter of life and death for Tianyun Holy Land!"

Li Xiuwu couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

He looked at him and said: "It's okay. At worst, the disciple and that guy will die together in the end. Then you can just send the disciple back to the cave in the mountain behind Zhufeng!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Shentong picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it in one gulp. Then he breathed heavily, his face became extremely solemn, and he even frowned.

Looking at Li Xiuyuan and Nalan Ruoyu, he said: "If that moment comes, I'm afraid my opponents won't get any benefits!"

In his and Nalan Ruoyu's opinion, if Li Xiuyuan could be forced to the edge, it would be unless his opponent resorted to despicable means.

It’s just that we haven’t reached the last moment, and no one knows what unpredictable things will happen in the end.
Chapter completed!