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When he saw the person who attacked him, Xia Xiaoman immediately rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was going to fight.

"You bastard! How dare you show up in front of me!"

The man in black robe sneered: "What do you mean you dare? Did you win that day?"

"Then let's fight again!"

Xia Xiaoman snorted coldly, grabbed the hilt of the sword and was about to rush forward for a fight.

Although the man in black robe looked disdainful, he still took a good stance.

"stop."

At this time, Yang Feixue suddenly shouted, which made the two of them stop. She looked at the man in black robe and spoke calmly.

"Lu Hao, Miss Xia is a guest, please don't lose etiquette."

The beauty in men's clothing just glanced at the other party, and she had an aura of calmness and authority. The man named Lu Hao also restrained his energy, but still spoke unwillingly.

"Princess, this girl doesn't know how high the sky is and how high the earth is. If she doesn't teach her a lesson."

"Back off first."

Yang Feixue looked as usual, but there was coldness in her eyes.

Lu Hao's heart trembled, and then he took a step back and saluted Xia Xiaoman with a fist in his hand: "I'm sorry."

Seeing that the other party actually showed weakness, Xia Xiaoman glanced at Yang Feixue in surprise, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "She is indeed the princess, she is so domineering."

Yang Feixue said: "Miss Xia, although I don't know why you insist on wading into this muddy water, if you are unwilling to retreat, I can only hope that you can show corresponding strength."

"I won't tell you anymore. I have already promised Yang Li to help, and Master also has high hopes for me. I don't want to disappoint him!"

The girl's fighting spirit made Yang Feixue and others feel very distressed. What's going on?

Yang Feixue couldn't help but wonder who this girl's master was, and he was actually willing to let her intervene in this matter.

Or maybe the master she talks about has ulterior motives?

Right now, her side is weak and the things she wants to accomplish are extremely difficult. It would be good to have one more person, but the premise is that she has decent strength.

Yang Feixue stretched out her right hand and said, "Then, please ask Miss Xia to spar with me."

"good!"

Xia Xiaoman agreed, her breathing gradually became evener, and she grabbed the hilt of the sword at her waist. A sharp but steady sword force emerged, and in addition, a sword intent emanated, making everyone Everyone captured it clearly.

A sword cultivator who has developed the sword's will.

Although he is still in the Qi training state, his strength has exceeded the surface.

Everyone's evaluation of this girl has improved a bit.

Yang Feixue's face remained unchanged and she just said one word.

"Come."

sieve.

Xia Xiaoman's figure suddenly flew away at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, the hand holding the sword hilt reached forward, and the sword pierced through the air silently.

Kill in a square inch!

Yang Li, who was also in the qi training realm, couldn't see the sudden flash of the sword, and others couldn't help but marveled at the sword that gave them the upper hand.

Although this girl looks silly and silly, her strength is quite impressive, and she is so young and extremely talented.

This sword is very fast.

But it was clearly captured by Yang Feixue. Her eyes were as bright as fire, and she easily dodged the sword by turning her body slightly to one side, and then slashed the girl's back neck with her right palm.

If he was hit, he would probably faint.

Although the sword failed, Xia Xiaoman did not feel at all surprised that he missed. He immediately spun in the air and met the opponent's palm with one kick.

boom.

Xia Xiaoman stood up due to the backlash and staggered back a few steps. Her feet were actually a little numb.

What a strength!

The moment she made her judgment, Xia Xiaoman rushed forward again. She concentrated and her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fluorescence, making her eyes particularly bright.

At this moment, Yang Feixue felt as if all her weaknesses had been discovered, and she also used her left hand.

The two fought together again.

The man in black robe stared at Xia Xiaoman's offensive. He found that this woman was a little faster than that day. He didn't know whether she still had some strength left at that time or had made some progress in the past few days. If it happened later, That would be even more terrifying.

"Miss Xia, I'm going to start attacking."

After giving a reminder, Yang Feixue suddenly raised his right foot and stepped down hard.

boom!

The ground shook violently, causing Xia Xiaoman, who was still running, to almost lose her balance and fall. The moment she regained consciousness, the beauty in men's clothing had already attacked in front of her, raised her long legs, and kicked her.

boom!

This kick was blocked by the sword, but Xia Xiaoman was kicked away with the sword, and finally stopped after hitting a big tree. She showed an extremely surprised look.

"Physical training!"

Yang Feixue walked over and said, "Miss Xia is good, but not enough."

The other party's strength can indeed help some along the way, but it's not enough.

Yang Feixue's original intention was to let the other party leave. After seeing the other party's talent, she became more determined. However, such strength was not enough to make her change her mind.

"This is the first time that I was rejected even though I wanted to help."

Xia Xiaoman straightened up, waved the White Bird Sword in her hand, and said, "But no matter what, it's still a competition, and I'm not willing to admit defeat like this."

She is not a particularly strong person, but she is someone who does not like to give up easily.

In the current situation, she was easily suppressed.

So she was naturally unwilling.

Buzz.

The White Bird Sword made a sword sound, and the fluctuations of the Xuan-level spiritual treasure spread out, which surprised Yang Feixue and others. They didn't expect that the other party actually had a Xuan-level sword in his hand.

"Come again!"

She was not enough to exert the full power of the Xuan-level spiritual treasure, but it could also greatly improve her combat power.

But even so, she still couldn't defeat Yang Feixue, whose strength was stronger than that of an ordinary Transcendent Realm cultivator.

As expected of a physical cultivator, she was really strong, and this princess of Dayue Kingdom obviously didn't go all out.

Xia Xiaoman was a little unwilling. After she was knocked away again, she couldn't help shouting: "Feixue, can you be serious? Otherwise, I won't accept it!"

Just when Yang Feixue was about to speak, her heart suddenly jumped, and she turned her head to look at the stunning woman who was slowly walking over there, with a purple dress fluttering, and the fallen leaves around her were rolled up by the cyclone.

Everyone was on guard at this moment, and the purple-clothed woman actually made them feel afraid.

The purple-clothed woman was Qiu Bailu. Her expression was a little gloomy at the moment, like an angry fairy. She was beautiful but chilling.

"Why are you putting on a show? Although the competition is not to fight with all your strength, what is this? Are you insulting Xiaoman?"

Yang Feixue felt a sense of hostility from this purple-clothed woman with a stunning face.