Zhang Chaozong controlled the White Rainbow Sword and resisted the attacks of Lu Xiangxun. At the beginning, the sword force of Lu Xiangxun's Qiuhong's sword was not very strong, and he could still deal with it calmly. But slowly, the sword force of Qiuhong's sword became stronger and stronger, and the Baihong sword was suppressed at a disadvantage. In the end, the sword force of Qiuhong's sword had become extremely powerful, and the Baihong sword was completely involved in the sword force of Qiuhong's sword, and Zhang Chaozong began to unable to control his flying sword.

"If this continues, I will suffer a loss." Zhang Chaozong thought to himself.

While he controlled the White Rainbow Sword to resist the attack of Lu Xiangxun, his spiritual technique changed and sacrificed his magic weapon, the Green Fire Glass Sword. The intense sword sounded throughout the sky, as if coming from ancient times, with the simplicity of the magnificent momentum soaring into the sky.

Lu Xiangxun was deeply impressed by Zhang Chaozong's Qinghuo Glazed Sword, but she was not afraid, but was a little excited. When she was a sect, Lu Xiangxun watched every game of Zhang Chaozong very carefully, so she was very familiar with Zhang Chaozong. At this time, she saw the other party sacrifice the Qinghuo Glazed Sword, and knew that it would be impossible not to use powerful moves.

She saw her hands changing and forming a complex hand seal. The hand seal was formed, and several inscriptions were sank into Qiu Hong's sword. Qiu Hong's sword was full of treasure light. The snow-like sword blade seemed to come alive, and a mysterious light lit up.

As soon as the mysterious light shone, Lu Xiangxun's aura increased sharply. Zhang Chaozong originally thought that Miss Lu was seriously injured by the sect, and his body must be relatively weak and could not exert too strong attacks. But as soon as he felt the momentum of the other party, he knew that he was wrong, and there was no sign of weakness on Miss Lu.

In fact, Lu Xiangxun's injuries were almost healed. Yesterday, Lu Nanyang personally healed her injuries. Although she had not recovered, she was 90%. However, Zhang Chaozong suffered a minor injury when he fought with Murong Die, and his body was still a little weak now.

There was no wind within a few feet of the surrounding area of ​​Lu Xiangxun, and a trace of white energy dissipated, and the extremely sharp and mysterious light burst out with endless sharp edges.

"Out." Zhang Chaozong shouted when Lu Xiangxun had a powerful move, and his eyes narrowed. He pinched the spiritual technique in his hand and pointed it at the Qinghuo Glass Sword.

At this time, Zhang Chaozong also took the initiative. Anyway, if he wins, he will not have good results, and if he loses, he will not have good results. It would be better to teach this proud lady a lesson so that she can know how powerful Zhang Xiaoye is.

"Zheng." The Qinghuo Glazed Sword made a sudden sound of sword.

The spiritual power in Zhang Chaozong's body was also quickly injected into the sword, and an unknown mysterious inscription as big as a grain of rice floated around the sword body. Countless light spots visible to the naked eye surged towards the sword and were sucked into it by the sword. Storm, the sword trembled, and the light flashed on it, and the sword blade lit up like a green light.

"Xuan Guang Slash--" Lu Xiangxun's eyes were full of divine light. She grabbed the hilt of Qiu Hong's sword and slashed towards Zhang Chaozong.

A mysterious light flashed, and a white line stretched out. Before the white line could be reached, Zhang Chaozong could already feel the pain of his skin being cut.

"Chun." Zhang Chaozong's tongue bloomed with lotus flowers, spoke up his words, raised his right arm, and stroked towards Lu Xiangxun.

The Qinghuo Glazed Sword drew a sky-blue sword mark in the air, just like a boat pushing away the water waves. The whole space suddenly became quiet, and it seemed that only this sword mark was left in the world. The sword mark was soft like water, illusory, extending and suddenly touching the white lines in the air.

"Bottle—" A sound of glass breaking sounded, the sky blue sword marks paused slightly, and the white line shattered with a bang.

"Che." Lu Xiangxun shouted sweetly and threw out a snow-white bead, which was the Jade Cold Bead, the magic weapon of imprisonment.

As soon as this magic weapon was released, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and the white air was vertical and horizontal. The space in front of Lu Xiangxun seemed to be frozen. As soon as the Qinghuo Glass Sword entered this range, it was strongly hindered.

"Tao." Zhang Chaozong pinched the spiritual skills with his hands, and his tongue burst into the sound of a lotus.

Several inscriptions on the Green Fire Glazed Sword were pounding, and waves of glazed jade light rose from the sky-green sword marks.

"Bottle—" The frozen space shattered, and the jade cold beads in the air whined and fell to the ground.

Lu Xiangxun felt a huge shock in her body, and she took several steps in succession to stabilize her body. She couldn't help but change her color in shock. Although she saw Zhang Chaozong relying on this sky-blue sword mark on the ring, she had already imagined the power of the sword mark very fully, but when things came to an end, she realized that she still underestimated the sharpness of this sky-blue sword mark.

"Moonflower Incense Burner." Lu Xiangxun threw out an incense burner, and counted runes flashed a few times from her jade hand, and then pounced on the incense burner. The incense burner suddenly shone brightly, as if it was shrouded in a layer of soft moonlight.

"Born—" Lu Xiangxun shouted sweetly.

The cover of the Yuehua Incense Burner opened and a stream of light was squirting out. As soon as this stream of light appeared, it released a huge force, and the surrounding space suddenly shook. The sky-blue sword marks burst out with a bright glazed jade light, and then shattered with a bang.

With a loud bang, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and the mountains and rivers were broken. Sand and stones flew around, and hurricanes raged.

Although this blow shattered the sky-blue sword marks, Lu Xiangxun's Yuehua Incense Burner was knocked to the ground. Not only that, because of the strong impact, Miss Lu opened her mouth and squirted out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Zhang Chaozong was not feeling well. His injuries had not healed. The sky-blue sword marks were broken and he was subjected to a strong impact. The blood in his body shook and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth. However, compared to Lu Xiangxun's injuries, his injuries were still relatively mild.

"Senior sister, what if we tie?" Zhang Chaozong took back the Qinghuo Glazed Sword, and he knew he could not continue to fight.

"What a powerful Qinghuo Glazed Sword, Zhang Chaozong, the Japanese lady today can't do anything to you, but one day, I want you to be defeated by my sword." Lu Xiangxun was very injured. She knew that it would be impossible to defeat Zhang Chaozong today.

"Senior Sister Lu, we agreed just now. If I win, our grudges will be eliminated." Zhang Chaozong frowned.

"Yes, I said, if you win, our grudges will be written off. But didn't you just say that we were a draw? Since it was a draw, it means you didn't win." A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Xiangxun's mouth.

When Zhang Chaozong heard this, he was speechless. He thought to himself, "Young Master said that a draw is to save face for you. You are so good, you really climb up the ball, not polite at all, and this face is quite thick-skinned."

"Since that's the case, I will always understand my senior sister's skills in the future." Zhang Chaozong was helpless when he saw that Lu Xiangxun lost.

The only thing that made Zhang Chaozong feel more gratified was that Miss Lu did not seem to plan to complain, but instead had to practice hard and settle the score with him when her cultivation was high. In this case, she should not have any worries about her life for the time being.

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