Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Chapter 75 Tears

On the stage, Ye Xiaochuan and Sun Yao's fight had already begun. Below the stage, outside the crowd, the cold white-clothed woman, at this moment, did not focus on the stage. She tightly held the Zhan Chen in her hand.

Just now, at the moment when the strange divine sword behind Ye Xiaochuan was unsheathed, the Zhan Chen divine sword connected to her blood suddenly unsheathed without any sign and pierced the sky.

This was the third time that Zhan Chen had an abnormality. The first time was in Qingluan Pavilion two months ago, and the second time was the moment when Ye Xiaochuan showed the ancient sword in the competition with Hu Daoxin the day before yesterday.

These three abnormal movements of Zhan Chen were more intense than the last time. Until today, Zhan Chen finally exploded in an instant, as if the energy that had been suppressed for thousands of years suddenly exploded. At that moment, Yun Qiyou actually lost control of Zhan Chen for a short time.

Yun Qiyou was an extremely smart woman. At this moment, she gradually understood that two of the three abnormal movements of Zhan Chen were related to the mysterious ancient sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand.

After she calmed the magic sword, she slowly raised her head and looked at Ye Xiaochuan, who was dancing like a foreign priest on the stage.

She looked at the mysterious ancient sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand with a green light shining!

Yun Qiyou couldn't figure out why the sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand would attract Zhan Chen in her hand?

Zhan Chen and Wu Feng are both blood-refined magic weapons. With the blood of the master as the medium, after recognizing the master, people and swords will have a feeling of heart connection, and this feeling is much more advanced than the magic weapons in the hands of ordinary cultivators.

Yun Qiyou felt that her Zhan Chen seemed to be filled with a complex emotion. Because of her heart connection with Zhan Chen, her emotions were more or less affected by Zhan Chen.

It seemed like anger, joy, throbbing, sadness, and it seemed that there was a kind of longing that could not be cut off for three lives and seven generations.

She silently looked at the fairy sword with a green light on the stage, and two lines of tears slowly flowed from her bright eyes.

"Junior sister, what's wrong with you?"

After Yun Qiyou's sword went out of control, Ning Xiangruo's mind was mostly on the eccentric junior sister beside her.

Suddenly, she saw two lines of crystal clear tears like pearls slowly flowing down from Yun Qiyou's eyes, and her face couldn't help but change.

Yun Qiyou didn't seem to notice this, she said: "What, senior sister?"

Ning Xiangruo said: "Why are you crying?"

Yun Qiyou was stunned, and several female disciples of Yuanshui Xiaozhu who were watching Ye Xiaochuan and Sun Yao fighting turned their heads and looked at Yun Qiyou.

Yun Qiyou was startled again, and finally seemed to realize something. She slowly stretched out her hand and gently touched her cheek with her fingers. It was indeed a little cold.

It's tears!

My own tears!

So I can cry too?

She suddenly lowered her head and looked at the Dust-Chopping Sword tightly held in the palm of her left hand.

Ning Xiangruo and other female disciples of Yuanshui Xiaozhu were worried when they saw Yun Qiyou's strange expression.

Yun Qiyou's behavior today was extremely abnormal. First, Zhan Chen was unsheathed for no reason as if he had lost control. Now, this cold and indifferent little sister is crying for no reason.

Such a weird thing has never been seen by the female disciples who have been with Yun Qiyou day and night.

At this moment, in front of the Samsara Hall.

Piaomiao Pavilion's Broken Love Fairy Su Xiaoyan couldn't help but say: "The fairy sword wrapped in white light just now, is Zhan Chen?"

The elders and seniors around them also have this question in their hearts at this moment. Yun Qiyou didn't draw Zhan Chen in two consecutive battles, but just now, Zhan Chen was unexpectedly unsheathed, although Yun Qiyou swept him up and sheathed the magic sword in a flash.

Who among them is not a senior with extensive experience and a keen eye? At that moment, they almost saw clearly that it was Zhan Chen.

As for why Zhan Chen suddenly came out of the sheath without any sign, only two of the dozens of elders outside the hall saw the clue.

One was Xiaofu, the nine-tailed fox demon.

The other was Yu Jizi, the current head of Cangyun Sect.

The two of them knew some legends about Wufeng and Zhan Chen. Why Zhan Chen suddenly glowed with white light was probably related to Ye Xiaochuan suddenly offering the Wufeng Ancient Sword behind him.

Nun Jingshui had been accompanying the elders from other sects who came to watch the magic competition outside the hall these days. When she saw Yun Qiyou suddenly offering Zhan Chen, she couldn't sit still, fearing that something had happened to her beloved little disciple.

So, he stood up and said to the headmaster Yu Jizi: "Master, I'll go down and take a look."

Yu Jizi nodded silently and said: "Go."

At this time, the nine-tailed fox Yao Xiaofu and Liu Bo Fairy who were sitting beside him also stood up. Yao Xiaofu said: "Fellow Taoists, I'll go and see my daughter. In the blink of an eye, she ran away again. I hope she doesn't cause any trouble."

So, Master Jingshui, Fairy Liu Bo and Yao Xiaofu walked down the white jade steps together.

At this moment, on the southwest Xunwei arena, the seemingly huge difference in strength between Ye Xiaochuan and Sun Yao was still going on.

Ye Xiaochuan demonstrated the Cangyun Sect's true sword tactics from low to high as if he was reading from a book.

From the initial illusion sword style, to the condensed sword style, and then to the current hundred sword style, the sword tactics are becoming more and more powerful.

Sun Yao was a little surprised when he saw Ye Xiaochuan activate the Hundred Swords Style. This Hundred Swords Style was much more difficult to perform than the Condensing Sword Style. At the same time, condensing hundreds of single-color air swords to launch an attack would require at least aerial control. With his cultivation in the middle stage of the realm as a foundation, he never expected that Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation would improve by leaps and bounds in the past three months.

However, Sun Yao still didn't take Ye Xiaochuan to heart. He was just like Yun Qiyou versus Xiao Wu in the first round. Even though the sword rain from the sky came one after another, he remained unmoving and as stable as Mount Tai. .

The Jinghong Immortal Sword in his hand emits a dazzling white light. The sword skills in his hand are extremely fast. The Jinghong Immortal Sword seems to have become spiritual in his hands. It can cut, block, catch, pick, or chop. The hundreds of qi swords that were densely packed around him and shot at him were all relieved, but none of them could break through the invisible sword circle he had set with the Jinghong Immortal Sword.

There were many disciples watching the fighting competition. Seeing that Sun Yao's sword was as fast as a dragon and as fast as lightning, he barely moved his feet and cracked Ye Xiaochuan's seemingly most powerful move in an instant. He looked quite relaxed. Calmly, the surroundings couldn't help but burst into cheers.

Countless waves of cheers immediately suppressed the voice of Miss Koike, who was jumping and dancing below the ring, shouting: "Brother Ogawa, come on! Brother Ogawa will win!"

Seeing that her voice was suppressed by other voices, Miss Xiaochi couldn't help but get very angry, and asked Zhu Changshui and Yuan Yangzhen beside her to cheer for Ye Xiaochuan at the same time.

However, how can the voices of a few people be compared to the voices of hundreds or thousands of people? The result naturally made Miss Xiaochi even more angry, scratching her head and head, almost going crazy!