Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 40
Li Yan and Lu Xiaoying are the two most talented disciples of Fuhua Sect's generation, but it's a pity that Lu Xiaoying was defeated by Guangzhu, and all the burdens were placed on Li Yan.

It was already a surprise to be able to enter the top three this time, but no one in the Fuhua Sect did not hope that he could go further.

Because the battle cannot use spiritual power, Li Yan can't summon Luohua, but he walks like a dragon with a long sword, and the sword moves between the fronts, but there seems to be rain of flowers falling around him.

It is sword intent.

He turned into a sword intent!

A gratified smile flashed across the face of the master of the Fuhua Sect.She raised her eyes to look at her disciple Lu Xiaoying beside her, her expression was dazed, her mind was confused, she closed her eyes and said nothing.

Although Xiaoying is extremely talented, she is not as good as Li Yan.

Lu Xiaoying stared blankly at the battle on the stage, her hands in her sleeves shrank unknowingly, has the senior brother practiced wearing flowers and blowing willows to this level?
She is still only on the eighth floor...

It was the first time that Lu Xiaoying felt the gap between her and Li Yan. She thought that she had worked hard enough to practice day and night without distractions.

Fuzhu felt the invisible sword energy floating around her, and she understood it in a moment, she said: "You can transform the sword into form, it is indeed very powerful."

No wonder the senior brother told her to be careful about Li Yan.

The shape of his sword intent is really hidden.

Li Yan's long sword left the ground, and the sword light came through the flowers and brushed the willows, "You are No.1 who can make me use this move."

The girl was still calm and calm, she turned her back to resist a wave of sword energy, turned her waist away from Yan, held both hands on the hilt of the sword, imitating his way of speaking, and replied: "You are also No.1 who can make me use this move."

Fine snow fell from the sky.

A piece of crystal, solid frost flowers fell leisurely, and the moment it touched the ground, a chill swept through the entire enchantment.

"Didn't you say you can't use spells? Elder Zhu doesn't care about her breaking the rules?" Jin Shuangshuang looked at the snowy sky in the barrier, but the elder who supervised the battle of Taixuan Sword Sect remained motionless, letting the talisman continue to fight, and couldn't help feeling anxious.

She turned her head to look at the head of the sect and the other elders, and she seemed to have no intention of stopping them, concentrating on the duel on the field.

Jin Shuangshuang called Jin Mingyun a few more words, and found that his eyes were also on the ring. He didn't hear his words, so he tugged on Jin Mingyun's sleeve heavily, expressing that he was angry.

Only then did Jin Mingyun come back to his senses, but he did not comfort her as usual, and his tone was rarely agitated, "Her swordsmanship is superb, you can learn more from Shuangshuang."

"This is not a technique, but a form of sword intent."

Sword intent?How can this be!Jin Shuangshuang's eyes widened, she had never heard of someone transforming with sword intent, who could transform into such a real frost flower!
She still wanted to ask something, but saw her brother, looking at the battlefield with burning eyes, a look she had never seen in 15 years.

……

"When did little junior sister learn how to transform form with sword intent?!" Du Zhou was lying on the railing, half of his body was suspended in the air, and he could clearly see the frost falling to the ground, and the surrounding air was chilled.

Although that kid Li Yan has also transformed his sword intent, the sword intent he condenses is very thin, as fragile as paper, and can only be used as an aid to allow him to better use his sword strokes and sword momentum.

But the Frost Flower Sword Intent condensed by the little junior sister is already a complete entity, comparable to the Frost Flower that she summoned using the Water Frost Technique, and even more fierce sword energy.

The disciple who was eliminated from the battle with Fu Zhu before, patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief.Fortunately, when she hit her, she showed mercy.

The talisman swung the sword, and the sword light and the wind and snow slashed towards Li Yan. In an instant, he was shot several feet away. Fortunately, there was a barrier blocking him, otherwise he would have fallen off the ring.

Li Yan got up with difficulty, his face was pale, and he said to the Elder Taixuan Jianzong, "I lost."

After confirming that Li Yan would not continue the battle, the elder of the Taixuan Sword Sect swung his sleeve, and the barrier disappeared, and several Fuhua Sect disciples hurried up to the stage to help him down.

"You just passed the battle, do you need to rest before proceeding to the next round?" Elder Zhu asked.

The girl smiled sweetly, and her tone was soft, "Thank you, elder, for your kindness, no need! You can start the next game now."

The little girl's swordsmanship was nothing like hers.

Elder Zhu shook his head helplessly, stepped forward, and announced the start of the finals.

The lively match between Jin Mingyun and Fuzhu was even more exciting than the day when Fairy Guangzhu met Lu Xiaoying.

Jin Shuangshuang clenched his right hand and cheered Jin Mingyun, "Brother will definitely win!"

"Will do."

Looking at the dark blue back that made her feel so at ease in the past, Jin Shuangshuang felt a little uneasy for some reason.

"Uncle Zhao, who do you think will win?"

The young man with a high ponytail and hair tied in a scarlet silk belt, with lightly raised eyes and deep eyes, "Of course our Taixuan Sword Sect will win."

Although he also hoped that Miss Fuzhu would achieve good results, he also did not hope that Taixuan Sword Sect would lose.

When Jin Shuangshuang heard that Zhao Zhiying was more optimistic about her brother, her restless heart finally calmed down.

When Jin Mingyun stepped onto the ring, the wind and snow were still blowing, and when he came, his black hair was covered with frost.

He was more and more amazed at the tyrannical strength of the girl, and he did not dare to underestimate the enemy, so he drew his sword from the beginning.

The talisman had just finished the battle, and the sword hadn't been sheathed yet.

The frosty snow in his hand is like a mirror, reflecting the girl's slender figure.

She is looking forward to the fight with Jin Mingyun.

Jin Mingyun's sword was very wide and heavy, but it seemed weightless in his hand. One strike of the sword light was as wide as the three sword lights of a talisman. It was very domineering, but not dull.

The Taixuan swordsmanship is a majestic sword move. In Jin Mingyun's hands, each sword move is more and more open and closed, and the sword light is as gorgeous as floating light catching gold.

Jin Mingyun clenched the broad sword tightly, his arms swelled, as if he wanted to stretch the sleeves, and raised the sword above his head, a gorgeous golden sword light descended from the sky.

The point of the talisman sword made two quick gestures in the air, and a frost flower condensed to meet the golden sword light.

The magnificent sword light and crystal frost flowers covered the top of their heads, but the two continued to fight without seeing it, and they were not afraid that the sword light would break through the frost flowers and cover their heads and faces.

However, Jin Mingyun knew that the frost flower of the talisman, which seemed to condense randomly and was extremely weak, was actually just right to stop this golden beam of sword energy.

The slender and clear long sword collided with the simple and simple black broad sword, which was not inferior at all, and did not retreat at all.

With a "click", like crushed snow and ice colliding, the frost on the top of the head dissipated and turned into flying snow all over the sky.

Although the golden light giant sword was broken, it still managed to maintain the shape of this sword and fell down two inches.

"It seems that Jin Mingyun's sword intent entity is even better!"

As soon as the words fell, the moment the giant sword touched the snow, it shattered and turned into a golden streamer, floating in the center of the snow.

"..." He didn't say anything just now.

The battle was still going on, the two figures were as fast as lightning, and everyone could only see that the black shadows were constantly changing positions, and countless golden and white sword lights intertwined, dazzled people's eyes.

There was a "boom", and smoke rose everywhere.

"Who's winning?"

"I can't see clearly in such a thick fog!"

Everyone anxiously waited for the fog to clear. Under the snow, the girl's long sword was pressed against the center of Jin Mingyun's eyebrows, and the simple broad sword in his hand passed the girl's waist.

Elder Zhu shook his head helplessly, announcing the result, "Xianmen Trial Dao Conference, the leader of the Sword Dao, and the Sword Sect Fuzhu!"

(End of this chapter)