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In a split-second, all that could be seen was the flash of the Violet Jade Immortal's sword in mid-air. Each strike was divided into three parts as it charged towards the frenzied opponent. After a moment, it moved as fast as lightning. When she stabbed out, she only used one move, but her hand trembled, causing her sword to form three moves. Sometimes, the sword would appear like an elephant in the north, and sometimes, the sword would appear like an elephant in the middle, and sometimes, the sword would appear like a piece of earth, agile and fierce, and yet also mighty. From Zhu Ci's entire body, three different paths of attacks would come at once.

The sword wind blew over, causing Zhu Ci to slightly open his mouth. This scene seemed to have awakened his memories, as this move had appeared before his eyes once before.

After a long while, the waiter spoke to Yang Pao who was watching his disciple fight, "You taught him a good disciple!" This is not just 'One CaiYi, Three Qing'! "

However, Yang Pingquan completely ignored him. For the first time, a look of worry appeared on his usually indifferent face as he looked at the two people in the arena.

"This is the 'End of the road' from the 'Soul Sinking Palm'. This little girl can actually turn it into a sword move. In addition to her current state of mind, it is also compatible with the 'Transforming Three Purities' from the 'Transforming One to Three Purities' from the 'Mystical Secret Sword Skill'!" The abbot of the Heavenly Secrets Temple slowly retracted his gaze. He was greatly shocked to find that there were two such outstanding young talents among the younger generation members of the Dao Path Sect.

The "Dark Aura Soul Palm" was originally a buddhist art, but Yang Ruxue was definitely a member of the Yang Family. Although she had learned a few moves, it was not something that could be used easily.

However, looking at Yang Ruxue's pale face, although she was extremely intelligent, she could not help but to perform such a strange skill and then changed it into a sword move again. By force, her body had already started to tremble and her face was as white as paper.

At this moment, Zhu Ci's consciousness was staring at the distant image of the evil spirit from the underworld, as though it was a deep, bottomless red Taotie hell!

At the same time, the Nine Suns Spiritual Qi controlled Zhu Ci's legs. As she dashed back and forth, she attacked the other party. The firewood knife flashed with a red light and was very eye-catching in the vast plaza.

Yang Ruxue looked at Zhu Ci's silhouette rushing over wrapped in a red glow. Her beautiful face was pale white. After she used this move, she was already a little dizzy, similar to the Qi she had gathered before entering her dantian.

"Dark Awakening Soul Palm" was a supreme skill in the Danxia Buddhist meridian martial arts. It required the mastery of internal energy to execute it freely. One could imagine how much pressure Yang Ruxue's body was facing right now. The Purple Microsoft Sword was a rare masterwork weapon, it was able to make up for her lacking strength. However, compared to it, Yang Ru Xue's own Nine Yin Scriptures cultivation base was still shallow.

At this moment, she felt endless strength surging from her body towards the 'Purple Microsoft Sword'. It felt like there was no change on the outside, but the blood energy in her body was extremely powerful. It was her strongest move since she started practicing martial arts.

The great wave of energy that had gathered and turned into a sword was now attacking toward Zhu Ci.

In her trance, she almost thought she was a powerless little blade of grass in the wind. The next moment, she remembered what her master Yang Pao said: "Ru Xue, you are so talented, it is something I have never seen before in my life, but the power of this" Dark Soul Sowing Palm "is too great, so the power that it could devour is even greater. Your practice of the Nine Yin Meridians is still too shallow. Although you can barely grasp its form, you must not use it as you wish, so as to avoid any calamity that may befall you. "

It was just a simple move, but the glowing red machete met with the wielding of the Purple Microsoft Sword which was constantly transforming into shadows. "Boom!"

The sound of thunder exploded from the arena. Everyone could feel the ground under their feet slightly shake, as if an ancient thunder god was being disturbed from his slumber by someone, they all roared out in rage!

Suddenly, everyone's expression changed!

At this moment, Zhu Ci was under the protection of Yang Ruxue. Their weapons were locked together, and upon seeing their might, everyone knew that in the competition of inner force skills, once victory or defeat was decided, one of them would fall.

In that instant, Yang Ruxue's face turned ashen. Even with her strongest technique, she could not move her opponent at all. The tip of her famed sword, which used to be unstoppable and unstoppable, actually struck the opponent's firewood blade like it was struck by a wall.

The "Nine Yang Divine Technique" was one of the most powerful Internal Martial Arts in the world. It was a miraculous technique that when used, the user could create an invisible barrier around the cultivator through the body or weapon. Although it was not as powerful as the barrier, Yang Ruxue's current power was greatly damaged.

Yang Ruxue's willpower was extremely strong, and martial arts were already so powerful at such an age, it was truly rare. If not for a monster like Zhu Ci, no one would have been able to suppress her at such a young age. She once again circulated her final bit of power.

Perhaps in terms of inner strength, Yang Ruxue's Nine Yin Scripture was not inferior to the Nine Yang Divine Art, but there was a gap in physical fitness. Yang Ruxue had only used her inner strength to unleash the power of her sword, but it was definitely not as strong as Zhu Ci's body, which had undergone a biochemical transformation.

Yang Ruxue attacked a few times and exhausted all of her inner strength. At this moment of despair, she saw that the person who was regarded as a D grade disciple was looking at her with his distorted red pupils. He was a low level disciple whom she had never paid attention to before, the radiance of the Purple Microsoft Sword became dimmer and dimmer.

When the Nine Yang Divine Technique saw that the opponent was about to run out of energy, Yang Ruxue's body trembled. Her snow-white face instantly flushed red and she spat out a mouthful of blood. It almost turned into a stream of blood mist in front of her body and stained the opponent's face.

Yang Ruxue gritted her teeth and closed her eyes as she focused all of her remaining strength into her Divine Weapon. A moment later, the famed sword began to shake.

However, Yang Ruxue's heart was filled with despair. A strong wind blew through the square, stirring up a cloud of sand. From the wind, a sharp sound of colliding metals came, along with a whizzing sigh from below the field.

At this moment, she had already used all of her strength, but was unable to reverse the situation.

Zhu Ci, who was under the control of the spiritual power of the nine suns, revealed an evil smile. His wrist turned the machete into a red circle of light, drawing it back to his side like an arc.

That's it?

Had it all ended here?

She suddenly calmed down, thinking to herself in that moment.

Everything was frozen in place, except for her, who stood in the middle of the field, her clothes fluttering in the wind, her black hair fluttering in the wind. She opened her slightly closed eyes and stared at the red light that was rushing towards her.

That moment seemed eternal!

At this critical moment, Zhu Ci, who was affected by her spurting blood, had regained control of his body. He saw her, and her eyes!

She was about to be annihilated.

She stood alone in the arena, serene even in the face of the wood knife's divine might. However, her face was slightly pale, and there was even a hint of sadness and panic in her eyes.

Dust swirled in the air, and dust flew about in the air. Everything around them was desolate. The beautiful woman stood there quietly, looking back at him.

The eyes were sad and forlorn, as if they were thumping on Judith. In the past, he, who was hurt by love, had experienced that kind of pain before. It went deep into his bone marrow and deep into his soul.

Deep! Deep!

The girl who loved someone else?

Do you recite true love without any regrets in your life?

Suddenly, Zhu Chi smiled, with a hint of sadness and death in his heart, just like the first time he saw her beautiful face.

At this moment, Yang Ruxue saw that he had suddenly forcefully retracted his blade's force, and blood seemed to flow out of the corner of his mouth. In a panic, she couldn't figure out if it was her blood or his, and easily counterattacked.

In an instant, the force of his palm had already reached his chest, and under his shock, he was about to dodge it, but his power was not as strong as it was in the past. He knew that he had violated a huge taboo in martial arts, so it was equal to using 100% of his power to attack his own body, not to mention that in this critical moment when he suddenly drew back his strength, his Nine Suns Inner Jing Qi was not as effective as his Nine Suns Inner Jing Qi. Unexpectedly, the Nine Yang Divine Technique was affected by the Nine Yang Divine Technique and reluctantly retracted its power. It was like a flood rushing back with unstoppable force. The injuries on its body were not light, so it was too late to dodge.

Yang Ruxue's hands trembled as she thought, "Could it be that I killed him just like that?" In a daze, his wrist and chest had already touched the right side of his chest.

Yang Ruxue's hand made contact with the other's, but felt that the other had no defense. His expression changed, and he withdrew a bit of the force from the palm. His body swayed, his expression was strange, and the corner of his mouth was dark red.

Of course, this was the situation at hand, but what the outsiders saw was the red light mixing into the wind, and when the purple sword was sent to a different place, they could no longer see the two of them, only the red light suddenly dimmed, and Yang Ruxue's palm attack, Zhu Ci, had won.

After a long time! After a long time! After a long time!

The dust and sand in the center of the arena dispersed and the red light disappeared.