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Chapter 339:Storm of Pear Blossoms

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When the petals hit together, they actually came from the sound of gold and iron like a sharp edge, as if with endless killing.

White autumn snow and the butterfly coat fluttered in this killing petal, like dancing, countless petals continue to open and disappear.

This is also the reason why the rain is only suitable for women's cultivation, if the man comes to show, I am afraid it will seem a little strange.

Of course, Xiao Yufeng is not completely free of male disciples, after all, some men who love special things still have...

Although the scene in front of you looks beautiful, if you are on the martial arts table, you can feel the ubiquitous killing intention, which is not at all arbitrary to resist.

As long as you are rubbed on the petal, I am afraid it is not much easier than being cut with the spiritual tool.

The raindrop petals disappeared madly, and the white autumn snow and the butterfly suit still did not mean victory or defeat, and the attack was more violent.

The battles of the other fighters are fierce, so that people can see the blood boiling and can't help but say hello to them.

But now to see the battle between white autumn snow and the butterfly suit, but like to enjoy a beautiful dance posture, the audience under the martial arts platform actually does not feel any tension.

The next moment, all the raindrop petals disappeared, and the white autumn snow and the butterfly suit finally separated and stood in the same place to look at each other.

Bump

The remnant of the cracked petals spread wildly in the air, as if there was a dark color in the water, and a beach of water appeared on the martial arts table.

At the last moment, all the petals were bursting, and the body of the white autumn snow retreated several steps, and the face was slightly pale.

The butterfly body stood in the same place, but still maintained a beautiful posture, did not move half a minute.

Just the fight who has the upper hand, at this moment can not be clear.

Seeing Baiqiu Snow forced to retreat by himself, Cheng Butterfly's eyes also flashed a hint of pride, slowly said: "Sister and sister, although your talent is good, but still a little bit of fire."

“No.”

Unexpectedly, when he heard the words of Cheng Butterfly, Baiqiu Snow shook his head in great firm, raised her eyes, and looked at the former again.

"The skill of the style may not be as good as you, but not hot enough, I am afraid it is your sister..."

“Oh?”The butterfly dress was slightly scratched, as if to think about what white autumn snow meant.

The next moment, the white autumn snow body once again has the real yuan spread out, and there are real raindrops in the middle of the air.

These raindrops are pulled into fine rain filament in the air, just like cattle, and they are densely packed around in an instant.

It is the sixth weight of the rain!

“Have you become a rainstorm?”

When I saw the momentum that broke out on the body of the white autumn snow, the face of Cheng Butterfly's clothes finally appeared in panic.

The reason why the rain in Qingluo is extremely strange is that it is different from the ordinary five-dimensional step practice, and it has six weights!

The sixth heavy rain pear blossom is the most difficult layer to cultivate, and few people can break through.

Even the butterfly clothes that have been ranked in the top ten of the world have not reached the sixth weight.

However, with the five realms of the blue sky rain, but also compared with the ordinary day of the practice, Cheng Butterfly is also in the top ten of the day list.

Now in the body of Baiqiu Snow, it has already cultivated the blue sky and rain to the highest level and reached the sixth storm of pear blossoms.

At this moment, Cheng Butterfly finally understood why Baiqiu Snow would have such confidence, saying that it was not enough to be warmed up.

Her talent has been extremely good, and it took two years to cultivate to the fifth level of the blue sky and rain.

And Bai Qiuxue cultivation to the fifth weight only a year, obviously more outstanding talent.

So it is clear in the heart of Cheng Butterfly that this sister-in-law's talent is to surpass herself.

In any case, Bai Qiuxue's cultivation time is still far lower than her, and even if she can exceed it, it will not be now.

But what Cheng Butterfly did not expect was that the blue rain of white autumn snow cultivation was not the fifth weight, but the sixth weight!

When I felt the power released by the white autumn snow, the heart of Cheng Butterfly was cold in vain, and almost understood its own results.

“A thousand rains!”

But she still did not give up, but desperately mobilized the real yuan in the body, in the middle of the water condensed a drop of petals of rain.

Although she did not cultivate the sixth heaviest realm, she undoubtedly surpassed the white snow in the achievement of the fifth heavy rain and flowers!

Seeing the attack of Cheng Butterfly once again, Baiqiu Snow was pale, and slowly launched the sixth-heavy magic of the blue sky rain.

“Is it really raining?”

Near the sky near the martial arts platform, suddenly there was a moist breath, and some disciples felt the cold breath beat on their faces, and they also asked in a suspicious voice.

A little filament-like drizzle fell down on the martial arts platform, blurring the eyes.

But everyone can see that the petals that were harder than gold and iron were pierced directly by the drizzle, and the latter burst out.

Rainstorms of pears!

The force of the raindrops suddenly increased, like a very small silver needle, punctured above the body of the butterfly suit.

The raindrop petals floating in front of them could not stop the raindrops falling at this moment, and they burst apart.

The two people who have been fighting each other are showing a huge gap at this moment, and the butterfly suit has been completely suppressed!

Seeing his raindrop petals constantly being broken, Cheng Butterfly's coat stepped back a few steps, and the body stood again, but his eyes showed a shocked color.

In front of her, a small, cowhide rainbow stopped like time, hovered in the middle of the air, did not continue the next attack.

It is conceivable that if these rains stabbed, I am afraid that she would be able to stab her alive into a sieve.

“I have lost...”

There was a pale color flash on his face, but Cheng Butterfly also understood that this was the reason for the relationship of the white autumn snow, and could only say it.

Oo La

At the moment when the sound of the butterfly coat fell, the sharp filament rain seemed to return to the state of water and fell directly on the martial arts table.

“Recognition.”

Bai Qiu Snow's face can not see any happy color, facing the butterfly coat slightly, turn around is to walk down the martial arts.

"Twelve Martial, White Snow wins!"

Cheng Butterfly took the initiative to admit defeat, the referee elders are also praised for many looks in the white autumn snow, and immediately announced the results of the test.

To be able to defeat the butterfly suit, this white autumn snow talent is simply as terrible, and will be able to become the chief disciple of Xiaoyufeng in the future.

But when this test result spread, among the disciples below, there was an uproar...

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