Although he was furious, his speed of channeling was not slow at all. The Immortal Sword in his hand emitted a bright light, and in a blink of an eye, three ice walls were formed in front of him, emitting waves of cold air.
Channeling spirit energy to condense the clouds, Lu XueQi stood in the air, her beautiful eyes were like stars, her black hair and clothes fluttered in the wind, her charm was exceptional.
Channeling the technique in her hand, her frosty face did not have a trace of expression. Following the channeling of the technique, the blue Tianya Sword in mid-air, emitted a sword cry that pierced through the clouds.
The sword cry pierced through the clouds, the sound reverberated in all directions. In a split second, the blue light shone brightly, Tianya Sword broke through the air, and all the clouds within a radius of ten feet, actually disappeared without a trace.
In the ten thousand rays of blue light, the Immortal Sword shot forward, charging towards Fang Chao at lightning speed.
Fang Chao's expression was extremely solemn, sweat dripping down his forehead. Lu XueQi's strength was simply beyond his imagination, and the Immortal Sword in her hand was emitting an aura that terrified him.
In a blink of an eye, the Immortal Sword had already rushed in front of Fang Chao.
"Ka, Kacha …!"
Under the dumbfounded gazes of hundreds of Qing Yun disciples, the three ice walls formed by Fang Chao were like tofu, instantly shattered by the blue Immortal Sword.
Fang Chao was extremely terrified, with his cultivation, he could form more ice walls as a defense, but according to his thoughts, three ice walls were enough, but he did not expect Lu XueQi's cultivation to be so profound, and that blue Immortal Sword was even more terrifying, arriving in front of him in a blink of an eye.
At the moment of life and death, Fang Chao forcefully stabilized his mind, the silver Immortal Sword emitted a ray of light, guarding in front of him, turning into a white light shield.
In a split second, Lu XueQi's blue Immortal Sword collided with the light shield.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a deafening loud sound, a violent shockwave, with the two Immortal Swords as the center, quickly spread out in all directions.
Below the stage, among the hundreds of Qing Yun Men disciples, many of them could not react in time, the wind blew in their faces, causing their bodies to stagger backwards, and the entire crowd of spectators simultaneously expanded outwards.
The spectating disciples were all shocked by the power of the Immortal Sword in Lu XueQi's hand, how was this a normal Spirit Treasure, it was obviously a Immortal's treasure, other than Qi Hao, if it was any of them, they would definitely not be able to contend against it.
After the shock, all the disciples regained their senses, and their gazes once again returned to the stage.
Lu XueQi had unknowingly landed in the center of the arena. The blue immortal sword and its scabbard had already returned to her hand. The blue and white light gradually dissipated, leaving only Fang Chao lying on the ground with an ashen face.
"Puff …!"
Fang Chao slowly raised his head and pointed at Lu XueQi. However, he spat out a mouthful of blood and was unable to speak. His body trembled uncontrollably and his head tilted to one side as he fainted.
All the disciples were surprised and bewildered, and they didn't know exactly what had happened earlier. Right when they were bewildered, a few muffled sounds suddenly resounded from the silver immortal sword that was stabbed into the ground before Fang Chao.
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Then, under the gazes of a few hundred people, a trace of a crack suddenly appeared on the body of the sword, and the crack swiftly expanded. After a short moment, the immortal sword emitted a sword cry that sounded like a wail, and then it broke into several pieces with a bang before falling onto the arena.
On and off the stage, there was silence, and everyone held their breaths.
Everyone around the Cloud Sea Arena knew what an Immortal Sword that had been cultivated for a long time meant to a cultivator. The consequences of a broken Immortal Sword would be severe damage to the foundation, and in the worst case, life and death!
Fang Chao, who was on the stage, spat out blood, was obviously still alive, but the Immortal Sword was broken, and there was no possibility of repairing it. Even if his cultivation was preserved, his future cultivation would definitely be stagnant.
Simply put, Fang Chao's life was ruined.
When they came back to their senses, several disciples of the Dragon Head Peak immediately rushed into the arena and helped Fang Chao up. Looking at the broken pieces on the arena and the dim silver-white immortal sword, all the disciples were furious. They glared at Lu XueQi one after another as if they wanted to swallow her.
Below the stage, Taoist Cang Song clenched his fists, and his eyes were full of anger. He pointed at Lu XueQi on the stage and said coldly, "Junior Sister Shuiyue, your disciple is really cruel. He obviously won, but he destroyed his opponent's Immortal Sword with a magic treasure. Do you know what this means?"
"… Of course I know. His Immortal Sword is destroyed, and his cultivation will stay at the second level of the Jade Clear Realm for the rest of his life."
Master Shuiyue said as if nothing had happened, "XueQi's cultivation is too shallow, and her cultivation is not deep enough, so it's understandable that she can't control the Heavenly Weapon of the Nine Heavens. A mere disciple of the second level of the Jade Clear Realm is not a big deal."
"You …!"
Taoist Cang Song was furious. She actually said that a mere disciple of the second level of the Jade Clear Realm was not a big deal. The one who was destroyed was not your Little Bamboo Peak's disciple, of course you think it's not a big deal!
Thinking of this, he was even angrier and was about to explode. Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder. Taoist DaoXuan had stood up and patted his shoulder, meaning for him to calm down.
Taoist Cang Song looked at Taoist DaoXuan, and glanced at Lu XueQi on the stage. He knew that he could only let it go. Shuiyue was famous for being protective. What else could he do? He could not rush up and kill Lu XueQi!
In the end, Daoist Cang Song could only suppress his anger. With a heavy snort, he flung his sleeves and left.
Taoist DaoXuan looked at Taoist Cang Song's tall back, shook his head and laughed bitterly. He turned around and was about to say something when he saw Master Shuiyue also turned and left.
At this moment, Lu XueQi had already walked down from the stage and came to Shuiyue. Shuiyue looked at her, her beautiful eyes were confused. She felt that her disciple was not right today.
Even to say that she was abnormal was not an exaggeration. Although she was usually strict in teaching her to kill decisively and not be soft-hearted at critical moments, she did not expect that she would not be merciful to her fellow disciples.
However, Master Shuiyue did not say anything. Lu XueQi's actions just now proved that she took her words to heart. She smiled, nodded and left.
Lu XueQi did not say anything. She bowed slightly and turned around to glare at Mu Qingxiao in the crowd. She then stood behind Shuiyue and followed her out.
Looking at Shuiyue and Lu XueQi, master and disciple, walking further and further away, Mu Qingxiao's mouth twitched. These two were really similar. Both were as cold as ice. It was as if they were carved from the same mold. Lu XueQi's character was probably related to Shuiyue.
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