Xuan zero's look did not have waves, also did not return to his words, but turned his eyes to see Yu Chu, thin lips just hook up light smile, cleverly asked: "master?"
"Well." Yu Chu promised, squinted his eyes, then said, "you go, good comparison."
"Good." The young man bent his eyes and cleared his eyes. He stepped down the stairs and raised his white fingers. Countless broken lights of ice and silver haunted him. The silver spirit sword suddenly appeared under the slender fingers.
His expression is cold, and the silver spirit sword reflects the youth's dark pupil eyes and a little ice color between his eyebrows. His body is tall, clear and elegant.
He said blandly, "please give me your advice."
"Where and where." Xiao Qinghe said with a smile.
However, he had already pulled out his sword in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and made up his mind to "teach" the other side.
A cruel smile crossed his mouth.
The female disciples were all nervous.
"Is younger martial brother Xuan your opponent?"
"Younger martial brother Xuan has only been practicing for a few years. I don't think his qualification is so good How can you compare with elder martial brother Xiao? "
"Ah Well, it won't happen... "
"Elder martial brother Xiao should be prudent..."
They talked in a low voice, and they had decided that the youth association would be defeated. Looking at the slender and beautiful figure, they could not help feeling a burst of regret.
The competition on the stage has begun.
Xiao Qinghe is the first to attack. His sword moves are dazzling. Some immortal masters on the stage have touched their beards, showing a look of approval.
Xiao Qinghe, as the eldest disciple of Xianmen, naturally has real talent and real learning, and has some outstanding points.
"It's a talent..." There is a way of immortality.
"We have a successor in Xianmen."
“……”
Next to the three immortals chatted casually, Yu Chu lightly drank a cup of tea, not moved.
Finally, someone asked her, "what do you think of Feng Zun? Do you have any comment on your little disciple? "
Yu Chu put down his tea cup and patted his sleeve at will. He said, "my disciple, no one can defeat him."
The immortal masters beside them all smacked their tongues and said with a laugh: "although you are your own disciple, it's exaggerating to say that no one can defeat you."
"Yes, after all, his qualifications..."
"And it's only a few years of practice."
The immortals discussed in a low voice. Someone looked at the competition platform and wondered, "Qinghe has already used the killing move. Why hasn't Xuan zero responded yet..."
Everyone looked at it.
Sure enough, the long sword of Xiaoqinghe was close to his eyes, but the slender boy stood still.
The wind from the sword blows through his hair, and the young man squints, his eyes clear and his fingers move.
"It's too close. How can he hide? It's too late to hide now... "
"Or inexperienced..."
Just as a few immortals frowned and sighed, the young man held up the silver spirit sword with one hand, and the slender figure turned up beautifully, and smoothly crossed each other's head.
The gods opened their eyes in surprise.
And the disciples who watched below did not expect that the people who were not optimistic about it unexpectedly avoided Xiaoqinghe's first move.
The young people on the platform have thin lips and tiny hooks. The silver broken light reflects the pupils, like a handful of broken stars.
It's too late for Xiao Qinghe to find out the wrong time.
The tip of the sword pointed directly at his heart. When he got close to him, the other side gently changed his direction. He closed his hand and put the sword tip away. The handle of the sword hit him hard on his chest.
Xiao Qinghe's immortal power is in disorder.
He gritted his teeth, and his heart was shocked like a storm. He looked at the young man as if he were looking at a monster.
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