Chapter 508

Although he was angry in his heart, his speed of urging the Dharma decision was not slow at all. The fairy sword in his hand sent out a bright light. In the twinkling of an eye, he condensed into three ice walls in front of him, sending out bursts of cold.

Mobilize the aura to condense the clouds. Lu Xueqi stands in the air, with beautiful eyes like stars, black hair and skirt floating in the wind.

There was no expression on his face when he urged FA Jue in his hand. With the urging of FA Jue, he saw the blue Tianya sword in the air, making a loud sound.

The sound of the sword went through the sky and shocked all the fields. Suddenly, the blue light was in full bloom, and Tianya sword broke through the air. All the clouds within a radius of tens of feet disappeared in a moment.

In the blue light, the immortal sword came and rushed to Fang Chao with a lightning speed.

Fang Chao looked very dignified, with sweat on his forehead. Lu Xueqi's strength was beyond his imagination, and the fairy sword in his hand sent out an atmosphere that frightened him.

In the blink of an eye, the fairy sword had rushed to Fang Chao.

"Click, click...!"

In the stunned sight of hundreds of Qingyun disciples, Fang Chao's three ice walls were like tofu and were smashed by the blue fairy sword.

Fang Chao was so frightened that he could not gather more ice walls as defense with his cultivation, but according to his idea, the three ice walls were enough, but he didn't expect that Lu Xueqi's cultivation was so profound, and the blue fairy sword was so terrible that it reached his eyes in the blink of an eye.

At a time when life and death were at stake, Fang Chao managed to stabilize his mind. The silver fairy sword flashed a light, held in front of him and turned into a white light shield.

For a moment, Lu Xueqi's blue fairy sword hit the light shield.

"Boom!"

With a deafening noise, the violent shock wave quickly spread around with two fairy swords as the center.

Many of the hundreds of Qingyun sect disciples standing under the challenge arena failed to respond. The strong wind suddenly came on their faces, making their bodies stagger back, and the whole crowd expanded outward at the same time.

All the disciples watching the battle were shocked by the power of the immortal sword in Lu Xueqi's hand. This is not an ordinary spiritual treasure. It is clearly the magic weapon of the immortal family. It is impossible for any of them to compete except Qi Hao.

After the shock, all the disciples recovered, and everyone's eyes returned to the challenge arena again.

Lu Xueqi didn't know when she had fallen in the center of the challenge arena. The blue fairy sword with the scabbard had returned to her hand. The blue light and white light gradually dispersed. Only Fang Chao lay on the ground with a dead face.

"Poof...!"

Fang Chao slowly raised his head and pointed to Lu Xueqi, but a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth. He couldn't say anything. He trembled all over. Soon his head tilted and fainted.

The disciples were surprised. They didn't know what had just happened. Just when they were confused, the silver and white immortal sword inserted in front of Fang Chao suddenly sounded several dull sounds.

"Click, click...!"

Immediately, under the gaze of hundreds of eyes, a crack suddenly appeared on the sword, and the crack expanded rapidly. A moment later, the fairy sword made a sound like a moaning sword, and the "Peng" broke into several pieces and fell on the challenge arena.

There was silence on and off the stage, and everyone held their breath.

What does the immortal sword that has been cultivated for a long time mean to a friar? Around the cloud challenge arena, no one knows. The consequences of the breakage of the immortal sword are either heavy damage to the foundation or elimination of life and death!

Fang chaofang in the challenge arena can spit blood. Obviously, he is still alive, but the fairy sword has been broken and there is no possibility of repair. Even if the cultivation is saved, the cultivation will inevitably stagnate in the future.

In short, Fang Chao's life is ruined.

After returning to God, several disciples rushed to the challenge arena at once, picked up Fang Chao, looked at the silver white immortal sword broken into several sections on the challenge arena, and all the disciples were angry and stared at Lu Xueqi, hoping to swallow her.

Under the stage, Taoist Cangsong clenched his fists and his eyes were full of anger. Pointing to Lu Xueqi on the stage, he said coldly: "junior sister Shuiyue, the disciples you taught are really cruel and ruthless. Obviously they have won, but they have to rely on the magic weapon of the immortal family to destroy the opponent's immortal sword. Do you know what this means?"

"... naturally, the immortal sword was destroyed, and his cultivation will only stay in the double of Yuqing realm in his life. There is no possibility of inch progress."

Master Shuiyue said as if nothing had happened: "Xueqi's cultivation is too shallow and her Taoism is not deep. It's understandable that she can't control the nine heaven magic soldiers like 'Tianya'. It's no big deal to be just a disciple of Yuqing territory."

"You...!"

Taoist Cangsong was so angry that he said that it was no big deal to have only one disciple of Yuqing territory. It was not your xiaozhufeng disciples who were destroyed. Of course, you think it's no big deal!

At the thought of this, the anger was even worse. Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder. Immortal daoxuan didn't know when he had stood up and patted him on the shoulder, which naturally meant to calm him down.

Taoist Cangsong looked at immortal daoxuan and glanced at Lu Xueqi, who was cold on the eye platform. He knew that he had to stop it. What else could he do? He couldn't rush up and kill Lu Xueqi!

Finally, Taoist Cangsong could only lower his anger, snorted heavily and left with his sleeves.

Taoist Xuan looked at the tall figure of Taoist Cangsong, shook his head and smiled bitterly. He turned to say something, but he saw master Shuiyue turned and left.

At this time, Lu Xueqi has come down from the stage and came to Shuiyue. Shuiyue looked at her. She was confused in her eyes. She always felt that there was something wrong with her disciple today.

Even, it's not too much to say that she is abnormal. Although she is severely taught to kill decisively at ordinary times, she should not be kind to women at the critical moment, but she didn't expect to show mercy to her fellow disciples.

However, master Shuiyue didn't say anything. Lu Xueqi's behavior just proved that she took her words to heart. She smiled on her face, nodded and left straight away.

Lu Xueqi also didn't speak, slightly saluted, turned and stared at mu Qingxiao in the crowd, stood behind Shuiyue and followed her.

Looking at Shuiyue and Lu Xueqi's master and apprentice, mu Qingxiao smoked at the corners of his mouth. They are really similar. They are as cold as ice. They are almost the same as those carved in the same mold. Xueqi's character may have something to do with Shuiyue.

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PS: I'm really tired of coding all night. I can't keep my eyes open. Today, the lamb went to sleep in the car and was about to go out as soon as he got a yard.