Who is Feng Yueyu?

Not only Xiahou Jue’s question, most monks present had never heard of this name.

Si Xueyi smiled and said, "Do you want to know?"

Xiahou Jue focused his head and gritted his teeth and said, "You must know."

Si Xueyi smiled and said, "Feng Yueyu is my woman, the best woman in the world. She is fairy-like and jade-like, and she is not as cool as the world. She is cold and beautiful, lonely and arrogant as frost, and has a stunning face, no one can match..."

Xiahou Jue twitched his lips, vomiting blood in anger, and said speechlessly: "So? Just because she praised me, do you have to use a sword to defeat me once?"

Others don’t know it, but Xiahou Jue knows it very well.

Si Xueyi obviously hadn't used the last sword technique for many years. She was extremely awkward at first, but in the end she gradually showed her power and cracked all the Canglong sword technique.

Si Xueyi smiled. He didn't say anything, so he directly agreed.

Xiahou Jue was speechless. He had never seen Feng Yueyu before, so what was the matter?

You are too jealous!

Xiahou Jue took a deep breath and said calmly: "Give me the scabbard, I will ask you for advice again."

Si Xueyi threw out the sword sheath of the Burial Immortal Sword with a backhand move.

Xiahou Jue raised his right hand gently, and the Burial Immortal Sword that was attached to his arm rose into the air, swishing and turning several times in a row.

When he turned around, he didn't look at it at all, and his left hand just held the flying sword box.

clang!

The rotating sword body just fell toward the bottom, and it fell into the sheath smoothly.

A set of actions are smooth and neat and neat.

Before he could react, Xiahou Jue had already walked down from the Fengyuntai.

Si Xueyi opened her mouth and said in her heart, "Damn it, this guy pretended to be."

But it doesn't matter, this action will be mine in the future.

When Si Xueyi thought of this, she naturally smiled at the corner of her mouth.

When the monks on the martial arts are awakened, they scream and then they start talking.

"Si Xueyi won!"

"First destroy Meng Xinghe, then defeat Li Daohong, and then defeat one against five, crushing the five overlord-level sects, and finally defeat Xiahou Jue. Who can stop him!"

"The most important thing is that he does not have the Dragon Holy Bone, and the rumors are fake."

"This is too exaggerated. The Spirit-Salvation Conference has completely become his stage. All the geniuses of his generation have been trampled under his feet. The name of the exiled immortal in the Holy Academy has been completely fulfilled."

"I dare not think about it. He is only at the peak of the eighth level of the dragon vein, and he is already the first in the dragon list."

...

All parties were talking endlessly, and looking at the boy in white on the Fengyuntai, his eyes were filled with shock.

Above the attic in the distance.

The dragon eagle held the apple, and he looked extremely shocked at the drawing paper falling like snowflakes in the room.

This indifferent swordsman, except for the plum painting, always cared about everything in the world.

But at this moment, he was completely stunned!

Staring at the drawing paper falling in the air, his pupils wide and he was stunned.

"Nine Tribulation Sword! How could he have the Nine Tribulation Sword... This is impossible!"

Long Ying recognized Si Xueyi's last sword technique, and his eyes were full of incredible expressions.

This sword technique had a great impact on him!

So I didn't even notice that the apple fell in my hand. Swish, when the apple was about to fall, plum blossoms bent down gently and caught it in an extremely elegant posture.

"Are apples so delicious?"

Mei Zihua took a bite, stared at the apple, and said curiously: "It's okay for a child to eat it. You are a sword cultivator, why do you eat this thing? Any spiritual fruit is not a hundred times stronger than it."

The dragon eagle woke up in shock, and his expression was still changing.

Mei Zihua smiled and said, "It's the era. You don't want to use eating apples to make your character look. Listen to me, no one cares."

Long Ying looked over and said lightly: "You don't have to worry about this, bring it."

He reached out and snatched the apple, but just as he was about to bite it, Feng Shen's handsome plum painting smiled gently and stabbed him in his heart like lightning.

It was a white hand that was as white as jade without any flaws.

It was also a hand that killed countless people. Many people were stabbed open in their chests by it, and then their hearts were completely destroyed.

Hiss!

The white jade palm was like the sharpest knife in the world, cutting the air layer by layer and stabbing forward at a strange speed.

The dragon eagle's expression did not change, and his body tilted slightly, and his right hand grabbed the other person's wrist.

Let his fingertips stay at an inch in front of his chest forever.

The dragon eagle pushed him back and smiled and said, "You want to catch my heart? You can't do it."

After saying that, he walked towards the window and looked towards the city lord's mansion. His expression changed and his thoughts were difficult to calm down.

The dragon eagle bit the apple and said in a deep voice: "It's almost over. The Spirit Ascension Conference has arrived here, and there is nothing to watch."

Mei Zihua walked forward, gently patted the window bar with her right hand, and said calmly: "The show has just begun. How could Ming Guanghou personally make a plan to end easily?"

Long Ying said lightly: "You have been too concerned about Si Xueyi."

Mei Zihua didn't care and said with a smile: "Si Xueyi naturally needs to pay attention, but I pay more attention to this Tianji Liuyao Pan. Please wait, this holy Yin Fruit will inevitably rise to the nine colors!"

...

On the wind and cloud platform.

Si Xueyi looked around, and he looked calm, waiting for his opponent to come to fight.

But Xiahou Jue, who has dragon bones, is defeated, who dares to fight?

Even if I knew that Si Xueyi would definitely consume a lot of money at this moment, she would not dare to gamble rashly.

"Aren't you there?"

Qinglin asked Feng Shaoyu next to him in the VIP seat.

Feng Shaoyu can be said to be the only monster among the top ten dragon list who has not taken action.

In the current situation, if anyone is qualified to fight Si Xueyi, it must be him.

An impulse flashed in Feng Shaoyu's eyes, but he quickly calmed down and said in a deep voice: "He is very strange, I can't see through it at all, especially the last sword technique, which is fierce and ruthless enough to make people suffocate."

"Even if I know that I have at least 50% chance of taking action at this moment, I don't dare to take this risk."

Qinglin was drinking tea, but after hearing this, he almost squirted out, and he tried to hold back and didn't make him laugh.

Feng Shaoyu said in confusion: "Little Pavilion Master, what's wrong?"

Qinglin smiled and said, "You said yes, that's right."

Just kidding, how could you have a 50% chance?

Si Xueyi has many methods!

That was the man who killed the demon-refining tree by the Forbidden Earth God Skeleton. If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, Qinglin wouldn't believe it.

Feng Shaoyu didn't understand the meaning and smiled and said, "Fifty percent is actually a little less. Now he has used all his methods, and he has almost no trump cards, and the consumption of Long Yuan is also high. If I fight with my life, there will be a chance of winning, but I will not take advantage of others' danger."

puff!

Qinglin didn't collapse now, and all the tea in his mouth was sprayed out.

Sifang looked at him immediately, she was both ashamed and angry, and glared at Feng Shaoyu fiercely.

Feng Shaoyu was at a loss when suddenly, countless screams of exclamations came from the audience.

All the monks on the martial arts are looking to the left of Fengyuntai. Feng Shaoyu looks with the flow, and his vision is instantly occupied by a brilliant light.

The nine-colored light filled his entire eyes.

"I'll go!"

Feng Shaoyu exclaimed: "Little Pavilion Master, nine colors, the holy Yin fruit has reached nine colors!"

Qinglin had already seen it, and his expression seemed extremely solemn.

But she took a look and felt a bad premonition in her heart, and she hurriedly looked at Si Xueyi on Fengyuntai.

Just as Si Xueyi looked at her, her face was filled with surprise.

"Nine-colored holy yin fruit!"

"It's worthy of being the Tianji Liuyao Pan. Such a treasure is really enviable!"
To be continued...