Thousands of years of grudges, ten thousand years of entanglement, three lives and seven lifetimes of crazy men and women.
Wu Feng and Zhan Chen are definitely not as simple as two divine swords. They are more like go-getters who have been legendary in the world of cultivation for thousands of years. Mo Xie's swords are the last tender entanglement of a pair of infatuated men and women.
On the ring, Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou bounced back after one move. Then, everyone felt something was wrong. First, Ye Xiaochuan's divine sword kept trembling, and he couldn't control the sword with both hands, so he had to snap the divine sword.
Insert the hard stone slab under your feet to stabilize the sword.
As for Yun Qiyou, he also had a solemn expression. Zhan Chen, who had not yet taken out the scabbard of his sword, was also filled with white light at this moment, shining extremely brightly.
Disciples with sharp eyes have already seen that the scabbard of Zhan Chen's sword seems to be trembling in the dazzling white light.
Everyone could see that Yun Qiyou and Ye Xiaochuan were in the same situation at the moment, struggling to control the divine sword in their hands.
Everyone couldn't figure out why the two swords touched each other for the first time, and it felt like they had used up all their true power. They seemed to be a little overwhelmed.
It was strangely quiet, and the countless cultivators in the Samsara Peak Square almost held their breaths, with suspicious expressions on their faces.
Yun Qiyou was in a state of shock and anger at the same time. She had long suspected that Zhan Chen's unusual movements in the past few times were related to the strange blue fairy sword on Ye Xiaochuan's body. At this moment, her suspicions for many days were finally confirmed.
When facing the blue fairy sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand, the Zhanchen Divine Sword was extremely active. It seemed that the two swords had known each other for many years, and the grievances seemed to be deep.
Jiutian Divine Weapons like Zhan Chen are all entities with sword spirits. Although they are said to be swords, they actually have independent lives. At this moment, Yun Qiyou will definitely feel that the sword spirit of Zhan Chen Divine Sword is struggling.
It is roaring, trying to break out of the sheath and settle the grievances that have lasted for thousands of years.
What surprised Yun Qiyou the most was that she understood how powerful the spiritual power of the Zhanchen Divine Sword was, and what could make the Zhanchen Sword Spirit so excited meant that the cyan sword with a strange origin in Ye Xiaochuan's hand was probably not spiritual.
The power is so great that it will never be inferior to Zhan Chen!
The scene suddenly became extremely weird. The two people fighting in the ring, Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou, only collided in mid-air, and then each retreated like lightning. After that, the two people stopped making any moves.
Ye Xiaochuan, who was in the north of the arena, was half-kneeling on one knee, holding the hilt of the strange blue divine sword with both hands, and half of the sword was submerged in the stone slab of the arena that had been blessed by the magic circle.
Yun Qiyou, who was in the south of the arena, did not kneel down on one knee, but like Ye Xiaochuan, he also held a sword with both hands, and seemed to be working hard to suppress the increasingly disobedient peerless magic weapon in his hand.
"Could it be that those two people tried their best to make a tentative move just now?"
After the two of them maintained this weird posture on the ring for a long time, this weird idea could not help but appear in everyone's mind. Then they immediately rejected it.
The lightning-like contact between Ye and Yun just now couldn't possibly be due to their exhaustion. I couldn't figure it out, so after a long period of silence, the sound of discussion and speculation slowly sounded in the square.
Under the ring, in a row of chairs, Zui Taoist and others looked at each other. Seeing that the two of them suddenly stopped moving on the ring, they all seemed a little surprised.
Miss Xiaochi, who was standing behind Yao Xiaofu, no longer raised her voice to cheer for her brother Xiaochuan. She looked at the two people on the stage without moving for a long time, looking a little bored and confused.
She asked Baili Yuan beside her, and said bluntly: "Sister Baili, have they both turned into stone men? Why are they not moving."
Later, a group of Ye Xiaochuan's friends, Zhu Changshui and others, also asked Baili Yuan, the most cultivated person among them.
Baili Yuan didn't know what the hell the two of them were doing in the ring at this moment, but if so many people asked him, if he said he didn't know, wouldn't his reputation as a water fairy be ruined immediately?
A scholar can be killed, but he must not lose face. This is a wise saying that remains unchanged throughout the ages.
She looked thoughtful, pretending to be a master, thought for a moment, and said: "They are not in a daze, but they are fighting with their minds, masters!"
When everyone heard this, they all looked at each other. If these words had come from the mouths of other disciples, they might still be suspicious, but if they had come from the mouth of Water Fairy, one of the six fairies, there would be absolutely nothing wrong with it.
A battle of ideas? Spiritual realm?
It seems that I have heard from the elders of the sect that it requires the highest and most holy cultivation to achieve it. I guess even my most respected master, the master uncle, cannot do it. Could it be that my wretched boss and Senior Sister Yun have already
Reached the mysterious realm of transforming into a god and attacking with thoughts?
Seeing Xiaochi, Zhu Changshui and others being stunned by him, Bailiyuan felt very proud and immediately introduced the various mysteries of this mental battle with eloquence.
Just blow, no matter how powerful you are, you don't care about the advanced level of cultivation required to fight with your mind. At the same time, you are trying to improve yourself by saying that you can also attack the opponent with your mind.
Anyway, according to Baili Yuan, the two people on the stage are the same as him, both are peerless masters of the younger generation. They can turn their hands into clouds and rain, change the world with a thought, and kill demonic dragons with a wave of their sword.
This kind of nonsense that was unbearable to many seniors around her was unbearable. When she received the adoring eyes of Xiaochi and others, Fairy Liubo felt that if she didn't stop this disciple, she didn't know how many more jokes she would make.
Therefore, Fairy Liubo snorted softly and said calmly: "Yuan'er, don't talk nonsense, isn't it embarrassing enough?"
The more Baili Yuan talked, the happier he became. He completely forgot that there were more than a dozen senior elders around him. His words could bluff Zhu Changshui and a few other inexperienced people. There was no way he could escape the discernment of these seniors.
When she saw the drunk Taoist Master, Master Jingshui and others looking playful, she immediately stuck out her tongue, shrank her neck, and did not dare to continue blowing.
After a while, Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou still looked at each other on the ring, remaining motionless like stone figures. Then, Fairy Liubo said to the demon boy next to her: "My husband, what do you think?
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Yao Xiaofu's willow eyebrows were raised slightly, and a soft look gradually appeared on his originally calm cheeks. His eyes were like water, with rippling blue waves, and he was indescribably charming and alluring.
She said softly: "A battle of thoughts? These two children are far from reaching this unpredictable state, but they are indeed fighting with their minds at the moment."
After hearing this, Xiaochi and others who were still complaining about Bailiyuan's bragging immediately stopped talking. Bailiyuan seemed to have found a savior, raised his head and chest, and said: "I'm not wrong! How dare you say that I'm bragging?"
!snort!"
After saying that, she was like a victorious rooster, arrogant, but a trace of luck flashed in her eyes. Thanks to Senior Yao Xiaofu for rescuing her, otherwise her reputation as a water fairy would have been tarnished.
