The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 448: Flying Sky Mirror and Clouds Under the Moon Jiehai Tower
Chapter Four Hundred and Forty-Eight
Si Xueyi played against the son of Changji.
Lin Yun is thoughtful, the son of Changji needn't say much, the enchanting leader cultivated by Qin Tian Academy, one of the eight.
Si Xueyi, the young man who was in the Qingyang realm, forced himself into the wind and wind, and then toasted himself a glass of wine at the Qiongtai Banquet.
Many years ago, he and Bai Lixuan were known as double stars and were on par.
I don't know what strength this handsome and demon boy has now.
For this battle, Lin Yun is still quite concerned.
Wow!
The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and Si Xueyi holding a folding fan, like a fallen leaf, landed steadily on the battle platform.
He wears a snow-white gown, his long hair is tied high, and two happy towels are floating. Bright eyes and white teeth, skin like snow, pink face and red lips, a pair of eyes, blooming with star-like brilliance, attracting countless eyes as soon as they land.
Especially the gazes of many women were almost completely attracted by it. This person's beauty is inferior even if it is a stray eye from the Great Qin Empire.
"This guy is like a woman."
Li Wuyou looked at the square, and many women stared at Si Xueyi's fiery eyes, and made complaints.
Xinyan smiled slightly: "Women are not as beautiful as him. Junior brother, do you think he has a chance? At the princess banquet, he only toasted you a glass of wine. Because it's still talent, it's not much weaker than you."
These words are true, and even look highly at Lin Yun.
Lin Yun at the princess banquet was slightly worse than Si Xueyi in terms of strength and cultivation.
At that time, the opponent obviously saw Lin Yun fought many times, and he didn't make a move because he was afraid of victory.
"What's the chance of winning, I don't believe that he can beat the son like the eldest brother. Besides, the name of the son of Changji is much thicker than the son of Ye Gong, and undoubtedly much stronger than the son of Ye son."
Li Wuyou said quickly and said what many people thought.
Although Ye Gongzi has the name of the son, but the ranking is the bottom, but this son of Changji is different.
"Look at it and talk about it."
Lin Yun didn't dare to say anything, he didn't say it clearly.
I deliberately read Bai Lixuan's words, this person has more dealings with Si Xueyi, and it may be more accurate to ask him.
But I took the liberty to ask, I'm afraid I might be boring.
Boom!
Another figure fell on the battle platform, and the battle platform shook slightly. Young Master Chang Ji, holding a black spear, appeared in front of everyone.
"This gun is called Xuanyou, a super-grade Xuanbing. Although it is not a treasure, it has no less pressure than a treasure. Brother Si, please be careful."
Young Master Chang Ji looked at the opponent and introduced the mysterious soldier in his hand.
Longmen Dabi was ready to use the treasure, but he couldn't help Xuanbing. He was frank and proactively told the opponent that his injured Xuanyou spear was not inferior to the treasure.
"It doesn't matter, anyway, the world feels that I am defeated in your hands, it's just a matter of course. No one cares about what weapons you use, and I won't care."
Si Xueyi shook his folding fan and laughed softly.
"Offended."
The son of Changji is much simpler than the outsiders imagined. The son's arrogance, who was invisible, fell, and stabbed him in the past.
Boom!
The sharp cold light of the gun tip pierced the void and came to Si Xueyi in the blink of an eye.
A simple and unpretentious shot, but it contains a mountain-like coercion, it is extremely heavy, and the force of a shot brings great pressure to people.
Si Xueyi smiled indifferently, and slammed the folding fan in his hand. Generally, he pinned the gun away from him.
Wow!
Young Master Chang Ji held the spearman's left hand, slammed it back, and then stabbed it out like lightning. The moment he pierced it, his wrist was violently pulled down again, and the spear suddenly felt like a mad dragon, pressing down fiercely.
Si Xueyi raised her brows and quietly avoided.
Om!
The spear shot into the air, buzzing in the air, and erupting with an astonishing loud noise. It can be seen how heavy the blow was, but Lord Changji casually mentioned that this shot that was originally powerful enough to break through the mountain was lifted up easily by him, and swept out with the remaining prestige.
The old power has not disappeared, and new true essence has been poured in. The current sweep of the gun is extremely fierce.
"Good-looking marksmanship..."
Lin Yun couldn't help but praise.
This person's marksmanship, in the blink of an eye, is ordinary and not fancy. But in fact, every shot used his full strength, and before the lingering power was dissipated, another shot could be fired, so that at least half of the power of the previous shot was superimposed, and the cycle continued.
The power is so great that sooner or later, it will be so powerful that it will be able to shock the opponent abruptly by the momentum.
Sure enough, Lord Changji on the battlefield, his initial ordinary marksmanship, became more and more terrifying. After the ten moves, the coercion radiating from his body had already approached the Purple Mansion, and the storm-like offensive made it even more difficult for people to kick.
After three more moves, Changji's Xuanyou spear has reached a shocking level.
Seeing that Si Xueyi couldn't avoid the gun, a smile appeared on his face. When the Xuanyou gun was about to sweep him, he rose out of thin air and landed firmly on the tip of the gun.
Such a treacherous scene suddenly caused a series of exclamations from the court to surprise people.
If this is half a minute slower, his Si Xueyi will be swept into scum. Moreover, he dared to fall on the opponent's spear, and after Chang Ji shook him down, there was still a dead end.
Crush!
But no one would have thought that Si Xueyi smiled on the tip of the gun, spreading her hands, and rushing to the tip of the gun.
Chang Ji's complexion changed slightly, his body shape was retreating, and his wrists trembled frantically.
Boom!
For a while, this mysterious spear was surging like a volcanic eruption. Si Xueyi, who can walk in it, has an erratic figure, holding a folding fan and never falling down. No matter how the gun swings, he walks forward bit by bit.
"Fall!"
Changji screamed, calmly made a decision, his figure flickered, holding the handle of the gun with his right hand, and lifting it sharply.
Si Xueyi had to fall down, but the place where he settled was not close to Changji.
The soles of the feet have not yet completely fallen, he squeezes them together, like a sharp sword, piercing his throat like lightning.
In the treacherous scene, the people who watched suddenly became nervous, and their expressions became completely tense.
Wow!
Between the electric light and flint, Chang Ji's expression remained unchanged, holding the spear in both hands and spinning frantically in front of him.
Clang clang!
The spear revolves like the wind, and it keeps dripping. No matter how swift and fierce Si Xueyi's offensive is, he can't penetrate it.
On the contrary, it was Changji. With the rotation of the Xuanyou spear, the momentum of falling from his body soared to the peak again.
Quit!
Si Xueyi couldn't attack for a long time, and lightly tapped his toes on the ground, and shot out like lightning.
"That's it!"
Chang Ji, who always remained calm, threw the spear in his hand when Si Xueyi had just decided to retreat.
Boom!
The Xuanyou spear that has rotated for a while, contains true essence and aura, and has reached an astonishing level. With the moment Changji was thrown out, the wind and clouds rose together, the world lost its color, and the power of a blow made the entire battle platform shake.
A loud rumbling sound echoed between the world and the earth, and the tip of the gun pierced the void, because the speed was too fast, and the air blasted bright fireworks.
This shot was shocking!
Si Xueyi, who has always had a relaxed smile on her face, also looked a little serious at this moment.
"Flying mirror under the moon, Yunsheng Jiehailou!"
But at the moment of the moment, a turbulent river suddenly appeared. The river was vast and quiet.
A bright moon on the water, like a bright mirror of an immortal palace chasing the road, accompanied by misty water, is looming among the buildings in Qiongtai.
The vision of heaven and earth...this is Si Xueyi's martial spirit!
Even if it wasn't the first time I saw it, Lin Yun still felt shocked in his heart. The martial soul that can produce strange noises has always been the leader of the arrogance.
Huh!
With the power of the vision, that shocking shot was finally a little slow.
Si Xueyi stretched out his arms, and rose in the sky from the fairy palace building on the water.
Boom!
Wait until the spear fell to the ground, amidst the loud noise, the square space trembled. The river suddenly shattered, and Si Xueyi's visionary martial soul, and the vast river water suddenly appeared cracks, and then completely dissipated. And that long spear named Xuanyou, the tip of the spear completely failed to enter the battle platform, and the spear body trembled like a dragon.
Although the river is scattered, the moon is still there.
The bright moon is like a flying mirror, under the moonlight, Si Xueyi is dressed in a white shirt, and his figure is hazy, beautiful and elegant.
Shoo!
Under the pure moonlight, the folding fan in his hand was as cold as lightning.
Puff!
Changji, who wanted to step forward, drew out the Xuanyou spear, abruptly.
Bathed in the pale white moonlight, Si Xueyi fell from the sky and stepped on the body of Xuanyou's spear that trembled crazily like a dragon. The Xuanyou spear that originally trembled crazily and was irritable like a dragon, causing the battle platform to shake violently.
When Si Xueyi fell down, she immediately calmed down.
Long sleeves are like clouds, Si Xueyi stretched out his hand, held the flying fan, and shook the fan lightly. Si Xueyi is condescending, with a handsome face that makes people intoxicated in the moonlight. He looks at the other party and whispers: "Young Master Changji, the outcome is divided."
There is a hideous wound on the chest of Lord Changji, and blood is constantly overflowing.
The injury looked scary, but it was not fatal, but it was indeed defeated.
The strongest blow didn't hurt the opponent, but instead let the opponent restrain his own weapon. It is futile to fight again, and defeat is only a matter of time.
Chang Ji took a deep look at the other party, and said in deep thought, "Give me the Xuanyou spear. He doesn't like being stepped on."
"Good to say."
Si Xueyi showed a smile, her figure flashed, and her long sleeves flowed like a cloud~IndoMTL.com~, a fan slammed in her hand.
Om!
The Xuanyou spear broke through the ground, just like a flash of lightning, flying out and falling into the hands of Lord Changji.
Looking at Xuanyou Gun, Changji's eyes flashed unwillingly, his eyes swept, and he looked at the referee and said: "I'm not as skilled as people, I give up."
Young Master Chang Ji, who stepped down with a spear, was slightly lonely, but no one noticed.
Everyone's eyes fell on the battle platform. The white clothes were like snow, and the man was like the name, but Si Xueyi was more handsome than Fenghuaxueyue.
A dark horse was born again!
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