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However, she only stopped in midair for a moment before charging towards Ruo Lan at an unbelievable angle.

For a time, the crowd was filled with wild thoughts.

Pink shadows swirled around Ruo Lan.

On the other hand, Ruo Lan's eyes were slightly closed. The longsword in her hand flew out, repeatedly sending the pink illusionary figure flying.

Outside the arena, Fairy Lan observed the situation with rapt attention. Beside her, Xi Ling softly sighed in admiration, "Junior sister Ruo Lan is really good at fighting. I didn't expect her to be on par with Junior Sister Qu."

Fairy Lan shook her head, "Ruo Lan is indeed strong, but she hasn't used her full strength up till now. If the situation continues like this, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to Ruo Lan. "

Xi Ling laughed lightly, "Master, Junior Sister Ruo Lan has not used her full strength yet. If both sides were to fight with their lives on the line, who knows who would win? "

Fairy Lan laughed and said, "You silly girl, what do you mean risking your life to compete with me? In order to compete with others in the same sect, you must remember to hold back. "

Xi Ling nodded with a smile. After a moment of silence, she asked, "Master, if they are going to fight to the death, who is stronger?"

Fairy Lan smiled. "You can already tell, why are you asking me?"

Xi Ling smiled but said nothing.

The battle continued unabated. The pink silhouette of Lianlian had almost dyed the entire drill grounds pink.

Ruo Lan stood proudly within it. Although she was on the defensive, she did not appear to be at a disadvantage at all.

Finally, Qu Lian became impatient.

"The Turtle Art of Yulan peak is indeed formidable!" Qu Lian sneered.

"This dog's mouth can't even bite the turtle shell, so it's useless to come."

Qu Lian snorted: "Hua Ruo Lan, let's see how good your words are! Let's see how you'll withstand this move of mine! "

As soon as she finished speaking, Qu Lian's figure abruptly retreated all the way to the edge of the drill grounds before stopping.

She held her sword with both hands and chanted a spell in a low voice.

For a time, the sky changed color. The originally clear sky was now covered by rolling dark clouds!

Everyone looked on in horror at this scene. Who would have thought that a disciple of the Jade Demon Sect would actually be able to trigger the appearance of the tribulation clouds in the sky!

On Fairy Lan's side, everyone's faces were solemn.

It seemed that Qu Lian was going to use her true ace attack, but he didn't know how to handle Ruo Lan.

Victory or defeat should be decided in the next moment!

But at this moment, Ruo Lan who hadn't moved until now, finally moved.

She had only taken a light step forward, but the crowd had a strange feeling. It was as if she had stepped right next to Qu Lian.

After that, Ruo Lan lifted her foot and kicked deeply at Qu Lian's stomach.

With her cultivation technique destroyed, Qu Lian's face suddenly turned pale. She spat out a mouthful of blood as her body fell and flew back to the crowd on the Cold Plum Peak.

The tribulation cloud in the sky suddenly dissipated, and the crowd went into an uproar.

Not only the Cold Plum Peak disciples, even Fairy Lan was dumbstruck as she looked at Ruo Lan.

"Hua Rulan, are you going against the rules?!"

"What kind of sneak attack?!"

The disciples of the Cold Plum Peak immediately started cursing loudly.

Ruo Lan curled her lips, too lazy to tell who it was.

She only cast her gaze on Fairy Plum, looking at her with a smile that was not a smile.

Fairy Plum's expression was already gloomy to the extreme. Who would have thought that Ruo Lan would interrupt her cultivation technique just as she was about to make a move.

The others only thought that Ruo Lan was up to some tricks, but Plum Blossom understood very well.

What Qu Lian had just displayed was Leng Mei Peak's secret sword art. Once this sword art was used, the surrounding wind and thunder would move. If anyone were to get a bit closer, they would be attacked.

But this Rulan!

She was completely unharmed as she passed through the thunderbolt, and in the end, she even kicked Qu Lian out!

Although everyone was watching the scene when Ruo Lan moved, no one understood what happened.

Only Fairy Plum and the others could see that the moment before Qu Lian activated the secret sword, Ruo Lan had shot out ten flying needles, dispersing all the immortal Qi around Qu Lian's body.

If he were in the mortal world, he would most likely call it a hidden weapon to injure someone.

However, this was the Immortal World, so all the treasures could be used.

Besides, their moves were all as fast as lightning. Once they started a fight, there would be no room for manoeuvre.

Life and death happened in the blink of an eye.

Even though Fairy Plum hated him to the extreme, she was still sensible enough to distinguish between the two.

"Hua Ruo Lan wins!"

Fairy Plum gritted her teeth and said coldly.

When these words were spoken, the people from the Cold Plum Peak immediately fell silent.

Although the disciples of the Cold Plum Peak still looked at Ruo Lan with resentment, they still endured it in the end.

Ruo Lan smiled, placed the Floating Cloud Ice Sword back into its scabbard and slowly returned to the ranks of the Yulan peak's disciples.

Fairy Lan looked at Ruo Lan with astonishment.

Ruo Lan smiled. "This is something I made in the past. I didn't expect it to be of great use at this time."

Fairy Lan looked at Ruo Lan for a while, then smiled. "As long as you won."

Compared to this match, the following matches were undoubtedly much more exciting.

Bi Xia was indeed one of the nine great immortal mountains of the first heaven, her disciples were tyrannical.

Even with Ruo Lan's strength and combat experience, after seeing so many moves, she still couldn't help but give a low cheer.

The four branches were divided into three groups, and the top three would be decided afterwards.

For Rulan's side, after defeating Qu Lian, she faced off against the disciples of Qingzhu Peak.

This time, both sides used their sacred arts and engaged in a fierce battle on the drill grounds.

Perhaps it was because the first round of Ruo Lan's fight was too unexpected, the disciples of the Green Bamboo Peak were on full alert the moment they started. This caused Ruo Lan to be overjoyed in her heart.

Compared to defense, Ruo Lan's attack power was the real killing move!

Almost all of the skills she cultivated in were offensive. Once she used them, how could a cultivator of the same level withstand them?

The disciples of the Green Bamboo Peak struggled for two hours under the storm-like attacks before finally being defeated.

As expected, after the nine matches were over, other than the dark horse, the ones who had entered the top three were the spirit of Dawn from Yulan Peak, and the one from Cold Plum Peak, Dong Yuehan.

Fairy Lan was still as indifferent as before, while Cold Plum Peak's Fairy Plum's face had long turned ashen.

In the past, the people who represented Bi Xia in the Heavenly Emperor Arts were all the disciples of Cold Plum Peak.

But this year, as soon as the Yulan peak announced its participation, it won two spots.

Although Dong Yue Han of Cold Plum Peak was destined to participate in the Heavenly Emperor Arts, this result caused Fairy Plum to lose a lot of face.

"How should we compete now?" Fairy Lan raised her eyes to look at Fairy Plum, then softly said.

Although her voice was soft, it still reached Fairy Mei's ears.

Fairy Plum said coldly, "If I told my two disciples to fight first, would Sister Lan say that I, Leng Mei Peak, am bullying you?"

To everyone's surprise, Fairy Lan suddenly let out a soft laugh, "Since Senior Sister has decided, why not?"

She lightly raised her hand and saw Breaking Dawn and Rulan walk slowly into the arena.

Ruo Lan looked at Xi Ling, clasped her hands, and smiled mischievously as she said, "Senior Xi Ling, please advise me!"

Xi Ling waved her sword lightly and smiled. "Junior sister Ruo Lan, please."

As the sound of her voice faded, she brandished her longsword horizontally, displaying a sword move.

Seeing this sword move, Fairy Plum's face turned green.

Xi Ling's attack was not Yulan peak's sword technique; it was her Cold Plum Peak technique!

In the previous matches, Dong Yuhan had used this sword technique to enter the top three.

Fairy Lan, this is a technique that Xi Ling is not familiar with!

As expected, Xi Ling swung her sword and pounced towards Ruo Lan.

The sword technique in his hand was the signature move of Cold Plum Peak.

At this moment, not only the Jadecloud disciple, even the envoy sent by Immortal Lingyue, who came to spectate, had a strange expression on his face.

He wasn't clear about what had happened at ColdPlum Peak and Yulan Peak, but he could clearly sense the tension between the two sides.

"Fairy Lan, what's going on?" The Son of Heaven let out a stream of mana and transmitted the words to Fairy Lan's ears.

Fairy Lan smiled and passed through a few words, "Lord Sky Spirit Child, take a look." There was nothing to explain. The only thing that the heavens are concerned with is that three disciples with high levels of strength are to participate in the Heavenly Emperor Arts.

The Son of Heaven shook his head and laughed.

On the field, Ruo Lan and Xi Ling were talking about the competition. It would be more accurate to say they were dancing.

The two of them had similarly long swords and white robes, and they were similarly devastatingly beautiful. As they danced about, it instantly caused the spectators in the surroundings to be filled with amazement.

After a long while, Xi Ling lightly withdrew her sword and retreated to the side.

"Xi Ling has admitted defeat." Xi Ling laughed lightly.

Looking at her expression, how could there be any feelings of loss? If he didn't know the truth and only saw the smile on her face, he would have thought that she had already won.

Ruo Lan also quickly cupped her hands together in return. "You've let me win."

This sham was so obvious that Fairy Lan didn't intentionally hide it.

With an ashen face, Mei Hua coldly said, "Junior Sister Lan, should I let your disciple rest for a moment?"

Before Fairy Lan could say anything, Ruo Lan laughed softly, "Martial Uncle Mei, there is no need. I'm hungry, and I'm waiting for a big meal. Let's hurry up and do it. "

Fairy Plum's eyes were about to spew fire as she gritted her teeth and shouted coldly, "Han'er!"

As the sound of his voice faded, a bright-red figure landed in the arena.

Ruo Lan held her sword as she stood there, her eyes fixated on Dong Yuehan in the arena.

At this moment, Ruo Lan's heart was in turmoil.

This was because from the moment Dong Yue Han fell into the ring, Ruo Lan felt a powerful aura locking onto her!

This strength had obviously far surpassed the Aurous Core stage.

Could it be that Dong Yuehan has broken through the Aurous Core Stage and entered the second level of the True Immortal Stage, the Nascent Soul Stage?!

Thinking up to this point, Ruo Lan couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Dong Yue Han's face was gloomy, clasping his fists towards Ruo Lan, saying in a tender voice, "Junior Sister Ruo Lan, please!"

"Senior Sister Yuehan, please!"

Ruo Lan didn't dare to relax as she focused all her attention on Dong Yue Han.

To everyone's surprise, Dong Yuhan didn't attack immediately. Instead, he pointed his long sword at the sky and took a spell stance.

And this position was exactly the same as Ruo Lan's Pitiful Appearance!

A cold light flashed in Ruo Lan's eyes. She understood that this was Dong Yue Han venting his anger for Qu Lian.

This move was a challenge!

Outside of the arena, everyone's eyes were focused on Ruo Lan. They were all speculating whether she would act like the first person and directly use that ghost-like speed to pass by and achieve her goals in one go.

But at the same time, since Dong Yuhan dared to use this move, he must have a precaution.

The atmosphere in the arena was extremely cold, and even the audience felt a chill in their bones.

This was the intense killing intent that the two of them seemed to be emitting, and the ice-cold aura that they were emitting.

Ruo Lan held the Floating Cloud Ice Sword without moving an inch. Her face was frozen as a cold light flashed in her starry eyes.