Female with Fairy Bell

After the fragrant stick time, if Su Zishuang can't arrive in time, her duel will fail.

Therefore, there is not much time left for her.

A little bit of time passed, seeing the last moment of the distance approaching.

Everyone has no hope, just waiting for the last moment to end, and then leave.

"I knew I wouldn't come, I'm afraid the soul has been swallowed by the heart demon." Zheng Hanyu sneered on his face, waved his sleeves, and was about to walk down from the blood river sword stand.

Anyway, the next moment Xuan Ming would announce that it was him who had won, and it would be meaningless to stay.

In fact, Zheng Hanyu was still a little unhappy in his heart.

The feeling of being put a pigeon is really bad.

Originally, he still wanted to take the woman down, but now he didn't even see the human face, and his heart was inevitably suffocated.

"I declare..."

The sound of Xuan Ming spreads across the square instantly like a tide, so that everyone on the square can hear it clearly.

"Hold on!"

A figure came slowly from a distance. It was a young girl in a black robe, with a purple waist that completely set off her slender figure.

The long hair fell smoothly, exuding black and bright black light.

The lotus petals around her neck were red as fire, making her smooth skin whiter.

She just stood there, her bright and silky hair still dangled so casually.

The beautiful cheeks seemed to emit a faint light.

On the white neck, the red lotus is vivid. It seems to bloom brilliantly at any time.

The Jiao Hong Fu Liao bloomed in depression, as if burning fireworks.

Her apricot eyes are so beautiful.

"Ye Qingyou, do you still dare to show up, are you afraid of death?"

Zheng Hanyu stood on the sword stand of the Blood River. Condescendingly, like a king standing at the end of the hall overlooking Su Zishuang.

From the bottom of his heart, he didn't put Ye Qingyou in his eyes.

However, the yellow-haired girl with withered skin that I saw last time has undergone a magnificent transformation this time!

This is clearly a beautiful girl, and the temperament is extraordinary, people are shocked when they see it.

The eyes of the entire square were all cast on Su Zishuang's body, and each of them was filled with shock.

Su Zishuang's eyes suddenly became cold.

It's as if the cold air of a snow-capped mountain that has been frozen for a thousand years has risen.

Her eyes were awe-inspiring, and the sun made her skin look whiter. No blemish.

Right ear. Two silver lotus flowers shone brightly. The ruby ​​stamens are as red as blood.

"Zheng Hanyu, I have come as agreed, you and I will fight. Endlessly die."

The corners of Su Zishuang's lips were raised, and there was pride between his eyebrows and eyes, just like snow lotus on an iceberg, which was awe-inspiring and inviolable, with a sense of holiness.

"Zichuang, she really came back." A surprise flashed in Yu Ziyu's eyes.

But at this moment, he found that Tai Shurou had already looked at Su Zishuang faintly, just like looking at the goddess in a dream.

The Su Zishuang in the memory became more holy, which made Tai Shurou's fetters deeper and deeper in the soul.

It's like a fragrant wine. The more you drink, the more drunk you get!

Tai Shurou would rather die drunk in it than to wake up...

On the other side of the square, there was a chill in Nangong Yan Xi's beautiful eyes.

"So it was her!"

In her memory, many sub-pictures were quickly pieced together, and many things that had happened were intertwined, and the breath from Su Zishuang's body caused many mysteries in Nangong Yan Xi's heart to be solved.

"I remember too." A strange light flashed in Yu Qingcheng's eyes.

Yu Qingcheng's calculation ability was beyond Nangong Yan Xi, and Nangong Yan Xi could think of things, Yu Qingcheng could also think of.

"She took the treasures of the ancient beast underground palace." Yu Qingcheng said lightly.

"Also, the girl in the Red Blood Cave was also her." Nangong Yan Xi said coldly.

A trace of doubt appeared on Yu Qingcheng's beautiful face: "Why would she be against us? What good is this for her?"

"Of course there are benefits. Didn't I get a lot of benefits in the ancient beast underground palace, but what makes me very puzzled is that we did not have any conflicts with her before, why she seemed to have a grudge against me? At that time, I was still very in Kunlun school. It’s really strange that the low-level outer disciple doesn’t make it to the public. He has troubled me since then.” Nangong Yan Xi said.

Regarding this problem, neither Yu Qingcheng nor Nangong Yan Xi found the real cause.

Nangong Yan Xi didn't know that "Ye Qingyou" was the little girl of Huanxi Sect back then, and it was impossible to know that "Ye Qingyou" came from another world just like her.

A strange light flashed in Nangong Yan Xi's eyes.

In her eyes, Ye Qingyou was even better than her, and she was an outstanding beauty, and her instinctive rejection was also extremely normal.

Su Zishuang walked towards the Blood River Sword Platform step by step, and the cultivators all around gave way to let her walk to the Blood River Sword Platform.

The blood river sword stand as a whole is like a blood-red long sword. It is said that it is a magic weapon. After it was destroyed, it was refined into the blood river sword stand by the Kunlun faction, which was specially used for duels.

Su Zishuang walked to Xuanming's side, Yingying bowed down: "Meet Elder Xuanming."

An imperceptible smile appeared in Xuan Ming's eyes: "Go up."

Su Zishuang also saw a hint of unusual meaning in Xuanming's eyes. She moved in her heart and looked into Xuanming's eyes.

Xuan Ming blinked his eyes lightly, and Su Zishuang immediately understood!

This Jin Dan elder must have something to do with the drunk Taoist.

But even if she knew this, Su Zishuang didn't relax at all. She hurried back, obtained various refined magical artifacts from Sima Hammer, and came to the Blood River Sword Platform without stopping.

In this battle, she has no retreat!

One step forward is victory!

And taking a step back is death...

Su Zishuang stepped on the sword platform of the Blood River, and the breeze was blowing her hair, her eyes were already calm as water, and her quiet pupils seemed to reflect the entire starry sky.

The jade-white slender hand grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and Su Zishuang's red lips lightly said: "Zheng Hanyu, let's do it."

Zheng Hanyu’s eyes were full of disdain, and he sneered: “It’s so ridiculous, I can blow you away by blowing my breath. I was going to kill you because you killed my brother, but I’ll give you a chance now. If you volunteer to be my furnace tripod, I can consider keeping you alive."

The corners of Su Zishuang's lips rose up, her face with amazing beauty, but with a hint of coldness.

Originally thought that Zheng Hanyu had a bit of courage, but now it seems that when he sees a beautiful woman, he will immediately take it as his own. Such a person is simply despicable in his bones.

As a cultivator, if there is no grandeur, and only aroused, his future achievements will be extremely limited.

"I thought you were a human being, but it seems that you are nothing more than this, fake pill realm, but you have cultivated for more than ten years." Su Zishuang's flat voice was filled with disdain.

This disdain was not a condescending arrogance, but a sympathy, but this feeling angered Zheng Hanyu even more.

Zheng Hanyu was not so unbearable. Although he was moved by seeing Su Zishuang's delicate face, he was more concerned about his own cultivation.

If Su Zishuang's pure Yin Qi assisted him, he would be able to condense the golden core and he would be stable, so in order to truly achieve the golden core and Su Zishuang's beauty, the hatred of the past can be temporarily put down.

Anyway, it's not too late to kill until you get bored in the future.

"Very well, since you are toasting and not eating fine wine, don't blame me for being impolite."

Zheng Hanyu raised his hands, and a golden ring floated in front of him.

The surface of the golden ring is engraved with many complicated patterns, and the whole body shines with pure gold light. This is an ancient psychic treasure. In terms of power, it is inferior in the ancient psychic treasure.

But even the worst psychic ancient treasure is the ancient treasure after all, and it is not comparable to the magic weapon.

Not to mention all kinds of trump cards, it is Zheng Hanyu's most commonly used golden ring, which can already defeat Su Zishuang.

"blast!"

Su Zishuang snorted softly, and he played a spiritual tactic with both hands, releasing dozens of spiritual tactics in an instant, this kind of speed and dexterity, ordinary monks could not do it.

"Huh..."

The eight blue formation flags flew out together and landed on the ground. Then a whirlwind appeared around Su Zishuang, like a wind wall protecting Su Zishuang in the middle.

"Four-level formation!"

"It's really a fourth-level formation. I didn't expect Ye Qingyou to be a formation mage."

"At this age, he is a fourth-level formation mage, and the future prospects are limitless."

Many cultivators below all started talking, and the gaze at Su Zishuang couldn't help being shocked.

There are differences between the Array Master and the Alchemist, but they are equally important.

The various relics outside and the caves left by the predecessors are often equipped with powerful formations. If there is no formation mage to accompany, many unknown dangers will be encountered.

Therefore, when the monks experience outside, they all look forward to finding the formation mage to go with them.

But it's hard to find an ordinary array mage, let alone a fourth-level array mage!

Usually the most common are the first-level, second-level array mages, and the third-level array mages are already lofty, and the fourth-level array mages are often some of the golden core powerhouses.

"What about the four-level formation? Let me crack it."

Zheng Hanyu pinched his finger, and there was only one golden ring in front of him, but it quickly transformed into two, two, four, four...Finally, it turned into hundreds of golden rings, and rushed towards Su Zishuang from all directions.

Su Zishuang said lightly: "You can try it."

Although Zheng Hanyu's cultivation base is too much higher than Su Zishuang's, the cultivator's fighting technique may not be able to win with a high cultivation base. In many cases, there is the problem of spell suppression.

If the realm is too different, it can still be crushed by force, but it is also the foundation-building realm, Zheng Hanyu can no longer rely on aura to suppress Su Zishuang.

In Zheng Hanyu's eyes, the golden ring rushed into the whirlwind at a very fast speed, and soon penetrated the whirlwind.

Just as joy was revealed in Zheng Hanyu's eyes, a strange change took place afterwards.