Qingyun Nvxianlu

Chapter 89
"Cen Yehua?!"

Gu Yun exclaimed and looked at the person who had just spoken out, but the other party was busy with the Holy Maiden in the stands, but he didn't have time to pay attention to her.

Demon Clan Saint Cen Yehua is the most popular foundation-building female cultivator in the last ten years. It is said that among the entire Dao and Demon Clan foundation-building cultivators, her strength is also invincible. Pass failure.

It's just that her dignified demon saint appeared in the Dao Xiucheng so openly, and it was Tianjiao City where experts gathered. No matter how she thought about it, it was a bit too bold.

Cen Yehua's eyes swept across the stage, and his words sneered: "Dao Xiu Tianjiao gathers together, but no one dares to take the stage to fight?"

Looking at this appearance, it is a blatant challenge, but I have to say that this is indeed something Cen Yehua can do.

Cen Yehua's status in the Demon Race is extraordinary. She is the direct descendant of the Burning Flame Demon Lord, and she can stand out from the many Demon Race disciples and become a saint, not only because of her status, but also because of her own talent. Excellent.

Fu Yu had heard of this woman earlier when she was a small scattered cultivator who left the country in the east. Unlike the talented disciples of the four great super sects who were quite famous when they were young, this Cen Yehua was born after the foundation was established. And because it was very belligerent, Fu Yu remembered that it was a sensation for a while.

Although the demons are not mutually exclusive, the two clans have at least not interfered with each other for thousands of years. Now this demonic saint suddenly appeared, and with such a big fanfare, did she just want to set off the Daoist spirit before the great competition?
But no matter what the true monarchs and dao monarchs behind the two clans think, how can this demon saint be so openly provocative to low-level disciples, especially for some Taoist disciples who are also belligerent. .

"Today, I will come to meet you, the demon saint!"

Just as everyone was talking about it, a man in black jumped off the flying instrument and landed directly on the ring.

Seeing the man dressed in black and seeing the big sword on his back again, many people have guessed his identity.

"Could this person be the direct disciple of True Monarch Baiyi of Apocalypse, Zuo Qiuwu, known as the 'Black Sword'?!"

As soon as this guess came out, the crowd immediately exploded.

Different from Cen Yehua, Zuo Qiuwu is a rare Lei Linggen once in a century, and he is also a direct descendant of Nascent Soul from a super sect.

Now that he appeared, he immediately attracted the applause of many people.

When Wu Xing saw Zuo Qiuwu coming to power, he was in a good mood.

"This demon saint is too arrogant, and now she has kicked the iron plate!"

When Shang Qi heard Wu Xing's words, he shook his head unexpectedly: "It's hard to say, Zuo Qiuwu is very talented and powerful, but Cen Yehua is not a simple person. , let’s see who is stronger and who is weaker.”

Having said this, Shang Qi paused and continued: "And as far as I know, Cen Yehua's cultivation base was completed a few years ago, and he is only a line away from Ning Dan, and Zuo Qiu is not there. In terms of cultivation, it should be a point if you are weak."

Hearing this, Zhen Zining couldn't bear it any longer: "But it is said that the Taoist Ruoshui of the Cloud Mist Sect was once a defeated general under Zuo Qiuwu."

Shang Qi nodded: "So the outcome is uncertain, let's see."

There are not many disciples who started to challenge each other privately before the big competition, some of them are feisty or inquiring about the truth, but it is really rare to fight against Dao and demons like this, and the parties are all representative geniuses.

Therefore, batch after batch of people heard the wind and rushed over, and the crowd went round and round for the sake of it.

On the stage, Cen Yehua flipped his right hand, and a long burning whip appeared in his hand. Even if the whip was entwined with flames, one could see the sharp barbs on it.

Cen Yehua, who was holding a long whip, took the lead, and the whip was thrown directly at Zuo Qiuwu, who had stood still after taking the stage.

Well, he wouldn't want to take the whip with his bare hands.

Just when the bystanders were all sweating for him, Zuo Qiu Wu finally moved.

I saw his hands clasped together, the spiritual power in his palms condensed, and then he actually caught the oncoming long whip with his bare hands.

The spiritual power of the two attributes of thunder and fire collided, and a harsh crackling sound suddenly sounded.

When he missed a hit, Cen Yehua swung the whip again, Zuo Qiu was expressionless, just when he was about to repeat the old trick to take over the move, the barbs on the whip suddenly turned into a menacing fiery snake, instantly killing him. Surrounded by a group.

The onlookers under the stage were startled by this sudden move, and they couldn't help staring at Zuo Qiuwu in the firelight.

But in the next second, the fire dragons dissipated after their heads were cut off, and everyone only vaguely saw phantoms, and Ben couldn't see what happened.

Fu Yu was startled, the blue color flashed across his pupils, and only then did he slowly capture some afterimages of Zuoqiu's inaction.

So fast!

She prides herself on the fact that she has few opponents among the disciples of the same level, but now that she has seen it, she truly understands what it means to be "fast but not broken".

Just imagine if you can't even see the opponent's moves clearly during the battle, how can you break the moves?
"Senior brother, what is the black shadow surrounding Zuo Qiu Wu's body?"

Gu Yun stared at the stage without blinking, and couldn't help but ask.

Although Donnie Yen couldn't see it clearly, he could probably guess that it was a phantom formed by moving too fast, so he explained, "It's the big knife on his back."

"Knife?" Gu Yun's eyes widened, "When did Zuo Qiuwu draw a knife?"

When Cen Yehua saw that his fire snake was broken, he didn't look angry at all, but his eyes were more intense: "It seems that you do have some strength."

Zuo Qiuwu's originally expressionless face finally took on a bit of solemnity at this time: "You can let me pull out the blood, you are not bad."

Hearing this, Cen Yehua burst into laughter and raised her eyebrows: "We'll wait and see over there."

When the words fell, she suddenly disappeared in the next second.

Someone exclaimed: "Formation!"

Fu Yu in the audience knew very well that this was not a formation, because she did not feel any spatial fluctuations.

To completely cover up the traces of spatial fluctuations in front of the Array Master, you not only need to have a sense of consciousness far beyond the opponent, but also require that the formation skills far exceed the opponent's.

Leaving aside the point of consciousness, no one on the scene knew better than Fu Yu that it was almost impossible for a cultivator with Fire Spiritual Root to become an array mage.

But Cen Yehua really disappeared in front of everyone's eyes. What else could do this except for the formation?
Is it a magic weapon with a stealth effect?

Cen Yehua on stage also thought of this.

Although magical instruments with special attributes are precious, they are not very rare for a great genius like him, but he has only heard of magical instruments with stealth effects before, and this is the first time he has seen them.

Now that the enemy is in the dark, he has to be very careful to prevent the other party from suddenly attacking.

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