Chapter 2279

Ye Feiran shook his head gently, "No, I just heard that the sisters Xuanyuan Ruhua and Xuanyuan Jinghua are best at the double sword technique. I want to challenge Ah Xuan." Lu Yingzhou had a look of confusion on his face, "But this doesn't stop you from going on stage to frustrate their spirit!" Ye Feiran's lips curled up slightly, "Don't you think A-Xuan is more suitable? They are here to defeat A-Xuan." Lu Yingzhou was slightly startled, "It is true that A-Xuan is more suitable, but A-Xuan is not out yet." "Wait! Wait for them to be arrogant for a while longer, and if Ah Xuan really doesn't come out of seclusion, I will come on stage again." Ye Feiran said. "Okay!" Lu Yingzhou nodded happily and then sent a message to his master. He finally completed the task assigned by his master. Ke Ziming glanced at them, a smile flashed across his eyes, the relationship was so good! Next, the three people watched the competition carefully. As expected, the final result was that Gu Xu won. Xuanyuan Ruhua stretched out his hand to wipe the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile, "Gu Xu, you are still so powerful!" "Hmph, if A Jing and you go on stage together, Gu Xu will definitely not be your opponent." Xuanyuan Feng couldn't help but said. Although this was true, Xuanyuan Jinghua was not as shameless as Xuanyuan Feng and reminded him, "A Feng, don't say this again. It's not honorable to win with two against one." Xuanyuan Feng didn't understand, "But you are practicing the Double Sword Technique!" In his eyes, Xuanyuan Ruhua and Xuanyuan Jinghua are the best at double sword techniques, and they are one. Xuanyuan Jinghua smiled helplessly, "But we also practice single sword techniques, don't we?" Xuanyuan Feng: "..." Xuanyuan Ruhua walked down the stage to heal his injuries, and Xuanyuan Jinghua stepped onto the stage to continue the challenge. Seeing this, Lu Yingzhou couldn't help but tsk, "It seems that these sisters have to wait until Ah Xuan comes out of seclusion." Ke Ziming turned his head to look at Ye Feiran and said with a smile, "Junior sister, do you want to go on stage and challenge me?" Just when Ye Feiran was hesitating, there was a sudden commotion in the competition ground. "Senior Sister Ye is out of seclusion!" "Senior Sister Ye!" "It turns out that Senior Sister Ye's cultivation has reached the intermediate stage of Immortal Saint. No wonder she has been in seclusion for so long!" Amidst the commotion, Ye Feixuan walked straight towards Ye Feiran. In fact, as soon as she came out of seclusion, Wang Zezhi briefly talked to her about the current situation of the sect. Ye Feixuan also became interested after hearing about the pair of sword cultivating sisters from the hidden Xuanyuan family, and she believed that Aran was also interested. Therefore, after finding out that Ye Feiran was already at the competition ground, she came. Seeing Ye Feixuan appear, not only the disciples of Xuantian Immortal Sect were excited, but also the hidden Xuanyuan family, especially Xuanyuan Ruhua and Xuanyuan Jinghua. The disciples of the First Sword Immortal have finally come out of seclusion, what a great wait for them! Suddenly, the eyes of everyone in the Xuanyuan family fell on Ye Feixuan. They knew that Ye Feixuan was a ghost cultivator, but they had never seen her true face. Now that I see how beautiful she is and how young she is, she is still in the middle stage of Immortal Sage, I am not only shocked but also shocked. Ye Feixuan didn't even look at them, she only had Ye Feiran in her eyes for the time being. "Aran!" "You're out of seclusion, middle stage Immortal Saint, congratulations." Ye Feiran said with a smile. "That inheritance is more powerful than I thought." Ye Feixuan replied with a smile. Ye Feixuan was a well-known iceberg beauty of Xuantian Immortal Sect. Now he suddenly smiled when he saw her. The disciples of Xuantian Immortal Sect felt like they were in a dream. "Oh my God, Senior Sister Ye smiled, so beautiful!" "Yes, I never thought that I would be able to see Senior Sister Ye smile in my lifetime." "Senior Sister Ye is strong and beautiful. I don't know what man is worthy of her?" "Hey, don't you think Senior Sister Ye is beautiful, and Junior Sister Ye is also beautiful?" "Which Junior Sister Ye?" "Xianjun Pei Yu's new disciple, I heard that she broke into the formation tower twice and defeated the favored one from the Hidden World Ji family both times." "Tsk, Junior Sister Ye is indeed beautiful. She and Senior Sister Ye stand together, not to mention how eye-catching she is." Xuanyuan Feng and Xuanyuan Ye were also amazed by Ye Feixuan's smile. They were even more amazed when they noticed Ye Feilan next to Ye Feixuan. Xuanyuan Ruhua and Xuanyuan Jinghua looked helpless when they saw their reactions. Xuanyuan Jinghua on the competition stage shouted directly, "Fellow Daoist Ye, I am Xuanyuan Jinghua of the hidden Xuanyuan family. I want to compete with you." "Okay!" Ye Feixuan readily agreed. Before she took the stage, Lu Yingzhou did not forget to send a message, "A-Xuan, the sect leader and master asked you to dampen their spirit and regain the lost face of our Xuantian Immortal Sect." Ye Feixuan nodded, "Okay!" Ke Ziming looked at Ye Feixuan and then at Ye Feiran, and a smile appeared in his eyes. Both junior sisters were very confident, which was great! As Ye Feixuan flew onto the stage, the competition ground became more lively, and most of the disciples gathered to watch. When Xuanyuan Ruhua saw Ye Feixuan coming, she immediately took a high-level healing elixir just to compete with Ye Feixuan. Facing the disciple of the First Sword Immortal, Xuanyuan Jinghua did not look down upon him at all. With a movement of her consciousness, she had a long sword in her hand. biqubao.com "Hiss, Divine Sword!" "They obtained the Qinghong Sword and the Changhong Sword in an ancient secret realm. It is said that they also obtained the double sword technique of the former owner of the pair of divine swords." "Tsk, they are so lucky! So if the two sisters play at the same time, will Senior Brother Gu not be able to beat them?" "Definitely. It is said that the two sisters are best at the double sword technique." "If Senior Sister Ye wins, do you think the two of them will play at the same time?" Ye Feixuan glanced at Xuanyuan Jinghua, her consciousness moved, and the Qingming Sword appeared in her hand. "Hmph, our Senior Sister Ye also has a divine sword!" Xuanyuan Jinghua was slightly stunned, and also glanced at the divine sword in Ye Feixuan's hand, and then saluted each other with both hands. "The competition begins!" As the referee's voice fell, both men suddenly attacked each other. Xuanyuan Jinghua slashed out with a sword, and because she had fire-attribute spiritual power, countless flames rushed toward Ye Feixuan. Ye Feixuan also slashed out with her sword, and the sharp sword energy greeted her. Ye Feiran could tell at a glance that this was the Heaven-Breaking Sword Technique, and A-Xuan had used 70% of her strength. I wonder if Xuanyuan Jinghua could catch it? Xuanyuan Jinghua's flames were very fierce, but Ye Feixuan's sharp sword energy directly engulfed them all, and finally exploded on the spot. "boom!" A shocking loud noise resounded throughout the competition arena, sand and rocks flew, and strong winds roared crazily across the entire competition arena. It was too late for the referee to activate the protective shield, so some of the disciples watching on the competition stage subconsciously retreated, while others stood still because they had enough ability to protect themselves from the aftermath of this energy. At this moment, smoke and dust enveloped the entire competition ground, and no one could see clearly what was going on inside. Both the disciples of the Xuantian Immortal Sect and the disciples of the hidden Xuanyuan Family looked at the competition arena with worried faces. The explosion was so powerful, I wonder if they were injured? Compared to the disciples of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, the Hidden Xuanyuan family has another worry. After all, according to the previous situation, Ye Feixuan's sword is obviously more powerful, so... this result is a bit mysterious!

March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.