My Evil Imperial Wife is Too Arrogant

After the draw, the referee's voice sounded:

"Xiao Junyao fought against Lou Muyan, and Chu Han had a bye."

"Si Nan fights Ye Qinghan, Luo Li takes a bye."

After his voice fell, Lou Muyan got up and pushed open the stone gate in front of him. At this time, Xiao Junyao was already standing on the battlefield and looked at her with a smile.

She tapped her toes and jumped onto the stage.

"Miss Lou, we really met again." Xiao Junyao's expression was not at all surprised, as if he had already expected it.

Lou Muyan smiled lightly and said, "Young Master Xiao, stay safe, let Muyan learn about Young Master Xiao's stunts today."

She still hoped to be able to draw against Xiao Junyao before, mainly because she was very curious about the psychic body and wanted to see it in person.

"Haha, Xiao has long wanted to discuss with Miss Lou." Xiao Junyao laughed heartily.

This time, there was still an old man sitting on the pillar. He looked at the two of them expressionlessly and said, "Now the game starts, and the rules are the same as before."

After he finished speaking, Xiao Junyao bowed to Lou Muyan: "Miss Lou, please."

"it is good!"

The two of them mobilized their Yuan Li in their bodies. Xiao Junyao took out a brush, drew a few seals in the air, splashed ink at will, and a few ink-colored fonts with Yuan Li spun out and shot straight at Lou Muyan.

Lou Muyan's eyes flashed slightly in surprise, but he did not expect Xiao Junyao to be a Confucian cultivator.

The Yuan Li font he condensed carried an aura of righteousness. Such exercises were very rare in this continent, but they belonged to a separate exercise in the cultivation world.

Lou Muyan took a step back, waving her hands like butterfly wings, and the speed was too fast to make her movements invisible.

Then a string of jade-colored runes drilled out of her body, forming a talisman to tightly bind those words in mid-air, unable to advance half a step.

Xiao Junyao still had a gentle smile on his face. He pointed his two fingers towards the brush. The brush kept splashing ink in the air. The ink-colored strokes were freely combined in the air, and finally he drew a realistic landscape painting that was faintly visible in the air. out.

The majestic mountain in the painting immediately seemed to be alive. After he injected Yuan energy, it flew out of the painting and landed on top of Lou Muyan's head.

Lou Muyan saw that he used Confucian Taoism so skillfully and also understood what Mo Yan said before, that there is no bottleneck for the psychic body to learn certain techniques.

Although Xiao Junyao's Confucian Taoism has not yet been completed, he can use it to such an extent at such an age that in the world of immortality, he must be a cultivator of the alchemy stage.

Her eyes were bright, with an admiring smile on her lips, and a green flute appeared in her hand.

She put the green flute on her lips and blew it gently, and a melodious and cheerful note jumped out of the flute, and the mountain that had fallen above her head danced with the flute.

The flowers and trees in the landscape paintings also sway to the rhythm of the flute, as if they are dancing cheerfully.

Xiao Junyao's expression changed. He naturally heard that the flute had a bewitching effect. He almost fell into that kind of joy just now. If he hadn't carried the treasure on his body, he would have lost his mind.

The swordsmen in front of the crystal wall were also stunned.

"Is this really a battle? Why do I feel like I'm playing chess and calligraphy."

"Yeah! Lou Muyan can even attack with sonic waves. This talent is too unbelievable."

"Xiao Junyao's most powerful Confucianism and Taoism seems to be dying in her hands."

On the battlefield, Xiao Junyao's eyes changed, as if he had made a decision, he kept making a seal on his chest and meditated silently.

Immediately, he poured all the Yuan energy into the brush that was still swaying in the air.

The brush flickered instantly, the style of painting changed, and the wind blades one after another were drawn from under his brush, breaking through the air.

This wind blade is not like an ordinary sword qi wind blade, but with an incomparable frost and cold, the brush does not stop, and the wind blade continues.

Then the brush was hooked, and the cold wind blew and howled. It didn't look like a picture at all, and it all condensed into a solid body.

"The dual attributes of wind and ice are really good, but they are not enough." Lou Muyan let out a chuckle, the style of the song changed, and a piece of gold and iron horse poured out of the flute.

The ink painting that danced in the air also gradually disappeared on this battlefield with the change of her style, without a trace.

Then she put away the flute in her hand, and ten golden lights flashed from her sleeve, blocking her directly.

When the wind blade was mixed with the cold wind, she formed a few seals and quickly smashed into the flying sword.

The ten flying swords hummed as if they were alive in an instant, and they danced in mid-air, the speed getting faster and faster, and finally the golden light flickered, waving like golden wings on the flying swords.

The ten golden swords gradually increased in the rapid rotation, and finally turned into a hundred golden butterflies with wings and rushed towards the wind blade.

The two collided, and there was no difference for a while, but at this time Lou Muyan moved.

She took a momentary step and her figure kept flickering on the battlefield, and she patted Xiao Junyao with her palm.

Xiao Junyao's combat power in Taoism is very strong, but his physical strength is far from Lou Muyan's. While he has to control the brush to create the wind blade, he has to avoid Lou Muyan's palm wind, which is extremely miserable.

I had long expected that Lou Muyan was not simple, but I didn't expect her to have so many tricks. The tricks she played against him today had never been shown at all, which made him unable to guard against it.

Lou Muyan's mental strength is very strong, and it's nothing to do three things with one heart. She constantly flashes back and forth around Xiao Junyao with instant steps.

Every time Xiao Junyao used his mental power to detect that figure, took out his long sword and slashed it, all the afterimages were cut off.

Suddenly, Xiao Junyao felt a strong breath coming from behind him. He knew that the result of turning around was defeat, so he hurriedly raised his feet and moved to the side, but who knew that a jade-colored talisman appeared from the soles of his feet, tightly holding his feet together. hold.

"Pfft!" A palm fell, and Xiao Junyao loosened the jade belt that held his feet behind his palm.

He retreated back and forth for more than ten meters, but when he was about to go underground, he finished the trick in his hand, and suddenly there was an ice wall behind him to block his body.

Lou Muyan was not disappointed, Xiao Junyao's ice element comprehension had clearly reached the barrier of Dacheng, which was much stronger than Cozy Wind.

She stretched out a hand to face the ice wall that Xiao Junyao hit, and the fireballs the size of a washbasin fell heavily, one after another, without any pause.

The ice wall was smashed by the fireball and melted into water vapor after a while, and Xiao Junyao was embarrassed to avoid the fireball falling from his head.

At this time, the golden butterflies waving their wings Qi Qi waving their wings more quickly, threw themselves into the cold wind of the wind blade to disperse them.

Xiao Junyao had already spent a lot of Yuan Li, and at this time, it became difficult to continue to control the brush.

Lou Muyan seized the opportunity, smiled, put his hands together, and separated again.

Suddenly, a cane made of Mu Yuan's force suddenly appeared from under the stage and quickly wrapped around Xiao Junyao's feet, pulling it hard.

Standing on the edge of the stage, Xiao Junyao, who was dodging and dodging by fireballs and golden butterflies in an all-out attack, was pulled by the rattan and fell straight down the stage.