(Today is my mother's birthday, so the chapter is a bit late! Haha! I wish all mothers good health and all the best! I wish all book friends' parents to be younger and younger in the new year, haha!)

Xia Jian was lying on the bed in the wing room, his mind full of Mei Jiuniang and Ao Ling'er. From time to time, Han Xue, who had no name, was interspersed with the cold temperament of Han Xue.

"Hey! I didn't expect that after having sex with Mei Jiuniang once, I would easily stabilize my cultivation in the middle stage of leaving the body. How should I get along after meeting Mei Jiuniang in the future?" Xia Jian asked himself in his heart.

"Well! Is Sister Manqi okay? Why do I think she is a secret? Well! After the master ascended, he should consider going to the Wanba Hunting Ground to practice well. The immortal weapons there are good for me to transform the Yuanyang energy, and it is many times faster than outside. Strength is really important! Just like facing those master-level figures, you have to have time to use teleportation! Qingxu was so fast yesterday. If you want to kill me, you probably won't even have time to teleport. However, "The Mysterious Decision" is really good. It absorbs the Yuanyin energy of a woman and practices very quickly. Could I be a flower-picking thief?"

The Kunlun School was silent late at night. In the wing where Mei Jiuniang was, the candlelight was bright.

Looking at the bed sheets in her hand with her dripping blood, Mei Jiuniang couldn't calm down.

...

It was still the No. 1 ring. Xia Jian stood on the ring, looking at the woman in front of him who was like an iceberg that made him unable to sleep or eat. He didn't know what to do.

When I saw her on the ring for the first time, I felt that she was fighting with Jianhun on the ring. When I saw her again, he held someone else's wrist, and the last time he looked at him with a cold look.

"I-you-you." Xia Jian said hesitantly.

"Shangqing Palace - Hanxue." Hanxue said it, and a domineering sword appeared on her hand. The thick black blade made people feel mysterious. The holy light on the extremely bright blade kept flowing on it. This is the treasure of Shangqing Palace's sect-slaying Blade.

The wide blade and Han Xue's petite figure have a medium-like beauty.

"I will make him pay the price for the person who hurt my brother. Take it!" Han Xue's cold eyes were filled with a little murderous intent, and raised the Demon-Slaying Blade with both hands, jumped up and raised the wide Demon-Slaying Blade in the back of her head.

"The beauty takes a dragon-slaying sword to chop me?" Xia Jian saw that the demon-slaying blade in Han Xue's hand was shaped like the top equipment in "Legendary World" - the dragon-slaying sword. Xia Jian finally made an absolute one.

“我——闪!”

"Boom!" Dust was flying, and a crack that was ten feet long and five inches wide appeared on the extremely strong steel stone on the ring!

"Fortunately I hid fast enough. The knife in Han Xue's hand is definitely an immortal weapon, and it is not an ordinary immortal weapon." Xia Jian, when Han Xue waved the Demon-Slaying Blade, dodged on the other side of the ring with the speed of the Sun-Chasing Boots, looked at the cracks on the ground and thought to herself.

Han Xue in the air did not give up. In a blink of an eye, the Demon-Slaying Blade in his hand attacked again in the direction of Xia Jian. The sound of breaking through the air and the sword light of the Demon-Slaying Blade all proved the power of Han Xue's attack.

"I really don't let go." Xia Jian hurriedly continued dodging with his body skills.

"Your name is Hanxue! Let's talk for a while, can we fight?" Xia Jian pulled through Hanxue Road, which was constantly attacking the air.

"I don't know that the man was my brother-in-law before, oh no - it was your brother. If I had known, how could I have been so angry that I could have taken him into a terror!" Xia Jian continued to say to Han Xue.

Xia Jian was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire. Han Xue, who had been easily avoided by Xia Jian during several attacks, heard Xia Jian say this, and his hands were even faster.

"Shameless!" Han Xue said two words to Xia Jian coldly.

"Why am I shameless? Don't have something to say!" Xia Jian waved his hand to Han Xue while dodging.

On the ring, the surface of the steel stone was also cut by the Demon-slaying Blade in Han Xue's hand.

"Pengpeng!" Xia Jian's body had just stood two deep marks on the surface of the hard steel stone.

"I said Han Xue, I will fight back in this way." Xia Jian said helplessly to Han Xue. Why was he beaten so embarrassing by a female cultivator? Even Han Xue's brother was infatuated in his hands in the later stage of distraction, but now he was attacked by the cold and stunning Han Xue hovering in the air. Xia Jian, who had a serious machismo, could not bear it anymore.

"Hmph! I know how to hide. If you want to fight back, just let it go. Your brother is so crazy. I should do this account well." Han Xue said to Xia Jian, and the demon-slaying blade in her hand slashed towards Xia Jian again.

"Hide? Am I using it? If it weren't for you-you." Xia Jian swallowed his words in his stomach and you didn't finish speaking, because Han Xue's attack was right in front of him. Xia Jian summoned the fairy sword dragon flame in his body, and the light yellow dragon flame instantly suppressed the white light of the Demon-Slaying Blade.

"Clang!" The swords collided and sparked brilliant sparks, and then they flew back to their master's hands.

A faint sword mark was left on the blade of the Demon-Slaying Blade. Fortunately, the two of them had neither high cultivation. If the two immortals of equal strength were asked to take the Immortal Sword Dragon Flame and the Demon-Slaying Blade respectively, the Demon-Slaying Blade would probably have become powder. The difference in magic weapons is the same as the level of the cultivator, and each level of the higher level is a world of difference.

"His fairy sword is so powerful, and the Demon-Slaying Blade is actually trembling." Han Xue said in her hand tightly, holding the Demon-Slaying Blade in her hand.

"It's still my best fairy sword that is powerful enough, hehe!" Xia Jian stroked the sword body of the Dragon Flame Fairy Sword in his hand with his left hand in satisfaction.

"Hmph! The Shushan Sword Sect is indeed all hypocrites who rely on magic weapons to bully others." Han Xue fell to the ground and said disdainfully. She remembered that she had met Sword Soul on the ring for the first time. Sword Soul relied on the advantage of the fairy sword and was very disgusted with the Shushan Sword Sect.

"Why don't you say that you are bullying me with your cultivation level!" Xia Jian has always been unforgivable, and he hurriedly retorted when he heard Han Xue's words.

"Cultivation is just because your cultivation speed is slow." Han Xue looked at Xia Jiandao contemptuously. Two hundred years have passed and he has entered the middle stage of distraction. This has always been the place where Han Xue is most proud of.

"My cultivation speed is slow? How many years have you practiced, how many years have I practiced? I have only been practicing for three years now. What about you?" Xia Jian heard that the first time someone said that he practiced slowly, and that a woman whom he had a little admiration in his heart said, Xia Jian continued to refute Han Xuedao.

"Three years?" Han Xue was a little unbelievable that the fat man in front of her had only been practicing for three years.

"What's wrong? I don't believe it. If I tell a lie, I will hit the lightning!" The cultivator's swearing was very effective. No one dared to swear casually. Even if it cannot be fulfilled immediately, the inner demon tribulation in the heavenly tribulation is ten times more difficult than ordinary ones.

"..." What else can I say when I am most confident and proud of myself? I was ruthlessly hit by the person in front of me!

"You and I are standing on the ring now, and we can only win one by one. I have failed once before, so I will not give up again. Come on! I want to see who will win and who will lose." Han Xue raised the Demon-Slaying Blade in her hand again. This time, Han Xue activated the true energy in her body, and even if both sides were injured, she would be willing to do so.

The white light of the Demon-Slaying Blade is getting bigger and bigger, and the momentum around Han Xue is getting stronger and stronger.

Xia Jiandu felt the pressure that Han Xue brought to him, the real pressure.

"Thousand Illusion Slash!" As soon as Han Xue's words fell, the Demon-Slaying Blade suddenly changed into hundreds of phantoms and attacked Xia Jian within two meters of distance.

"Sweat! Is it necessary to fight so hard?" Xia Jian had no choice but to dodge his body in this extremely dangerous moment. The phantom was the sword energy of the Demon-Slaying Blade. Although it was not as powerful as the original body, it would never be better if it was hit on it, because the hard steel stones on the ground left a faint trace by the hundreds of sword energy.

"I'll dodge!" Xia Jian dodged everywhere, and the fairy sword dragon flame in his hand kept waving to block the sword energy from all directions.

--Piao Tianwen--net bsp;
Chapter completed!