After her bloodline awakened, she slaughtered all six realms

But compared with the woman next to her, she pales in comparison.

Huo Jin ran over quickly, holding up the sword in his hand, "Sang Mei, what do you want to do?"

She looked at Xi Baixuan coldly, "Xi Baixuan, what's wrong? You can't even manage your own maid. Do you need me to discipline her for you?"

The beautiful woman smiled, looking even more beautiful and charming.

Xi Baixuan: "Miss Huo, it is not your turn to interfere with how I discipline my subordinates, but as for her, I would like to experience her talent."

Xi Baixuan pointed her slender finger at Yue Ge behind Huo Jin, her eyes smiling. Her voice was like the clear running of a spring, so beautiful that it brushed people's hearts and made them feel itchy.

Yue Ge raised her eyebrows. Xi Baixuan, this name was not unfamiliar to her, but Yue Ge knew nothing about her origins.

Even Li Xinghe couldn't find out this person's origins, which shows how mysterious he is.

Moreover, although Xi Baixuan entered the Spiritual Cultivation Academy, he is only a sixth-level formation master.

Yue Ge chuckled, "Miss Xi, it seems that there is no hatred between us, and it seems that we have never met before."

There is no way she could be from Tianquan Continent. If she were, Li Xinghe would have been able to find out her origins.

and so……

Yue Ge's eyes darkened, and she flew to the side of Huo Jin. She slowly raised her hand, and the sharp blade with dark mist gathered in her palm. "Since you want to learn from me, then come! But I have to make it clear that I don't care about life or death."

As the four words came out, Yue Ge curled up the corner of her mouth in a sneer, and flew towards the woman who had just attacked her.

Sang Mei clenched the sword in her hand and flew forward to meet the enemy. The sword energy was gentle yet sharp, using softness to overcome hardness, as if she wanted to dissolve the opponent's moves in a gentle manner.

Her figure was as ethereal as a veil, and the bright white light attached to the sword seemed to give her a layer of mysterious and soft aura.

Yue Ge raised his eyebrows. It was actually light-type spiritual power. It seemed that this Xi Baixuan was of great importance!

It turns out that the maids under his command are all rare light-type spiritual practitioners.

The sharp blades collided, emitting powerful spiritual fluctuations, the eighth-level Spirit King versus the ninth-level Spirit King. Most of the people at the scene had cultivation at the Spirit King level, and only a very few had reached the Spirit Emperor level.

Yue Ge swung his sword and swung it fiercely towards his opponent. The sword seemed to be wrapped in a strong wind, sharp and with powerful devouring power, hitting the opponent's vital points.

On the other hand, Sang Mei on the opposite side, because her spiritual power attribute is light, she can easily deal with Yue Ge's devouring spiritual power attribute.

The sharp blade in Yue Ge's hand swept across, and strands of hair were cut off and scattered. Sang Mei flew backwards, looking at the severed hair hanging in front of her chest, and looking at Yue Ge's eyes which were cold but with a hint of murderous intent.

With a slight movement of his wrist, the whole person rushed out in an instant, like an afterimage, at an extremely fast speed, and even faintly with a hint of green.

Wind type???

The tip of the sword flashed with cold light and pointed directly at Yue Ge's throat. Yue Ge held the sharp blade in his hand and blocked it with force, and powerful spiritual power splashed everywhere.

Both sides retreated repeatedly due to the violent collision, but without having a chance to catch their breath, they immediately flew forward again.

Yue Ge's eyes darkened slightly. While dealing with the woman, she carefully observed her every move and found that each of her moves was fatal. Each move was aimed at her vital points, as if it was not a sparring match, but an attempt to take her life.

Huo Jin's eyes were grim, "Xi Baixuan, I'm afraid you're not here to spar with me, but to take Yue Ge's life!"

"Miss Huo, our master has never thought of this. In a competition, injuries are inevitable. Miss Huo feels that a genius of the ninth level of Spirit King will die at the hands of a spiritual cultivator of the eighth level of Spirit King.

Or maybe Miss Yuege is not as skilled as others, and has talent but no skills?" Sang Yu said beside Xi Baixuan.

Huo Jin turned his head and saw the woman who spoke. There seemed to be some tenderness between her eyebrows, but the hint of disdain at the corner of her mouth and the words she just said all showed that this woman was not simple.

"Sang Yu, you said we can have a sparring match? So does that mean you have to agree if I want to have a sparring match with you?" As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Jin didn't give Sang Yu any time to think. He flew up and attacked with a sharp and domineering sword energy.

The giant sword in Huo Jin's hand was sharp and domineering, half a person's height. In Huo Jin's hand, even though Huo Jin was tall, more than 1.7 meters tall, he looked a little petite at this moment.

The sword body was covered with faint frost and snow, as if the sword would bring a bloodthirsty and cold breath to people as soon as it came out.

Huo Jin's dress rustled in the strong wind, and her figure was like a swimming dragon. Wherever she passed, she seemed to bring with her a cold and frosty air. The icy breath seemed to freeze the island and the surrounding lakes.

Xue Feng looked at Huo Jin with burning eyes, "He was born with an ice spirit vein, which is indeed unusual."

Compared with ordinary spiritual veins, those born with ice spirit veins have stronger talents, not to mention the mutated ice spirit veins. With Huo Jin's talents and means, he will surely ascend to the position of the patriarch of the Huo family in the future.

Huo Jin flew down, waving the huge sword in his hand, and attacked Sang Yu with a domineering and sharp aura. The majestic aura was like a giant dragon, and frost condensed, and frost rose up under his feet, moving towards Sang Yu inch by inch.

The long sword in Sang Yu's hand drew an invisible barrier in front of him, but the majestic sword energy penetrated directly. Just when the cold sword energy was about to attack Sang Yu's body, a mirror flew over and blocked Sang Yu in front of him, also blocking the overbearing sword energy.

I saw a small mirror with an irregular shape. The four sides of the mirror were engraved with complicated and strange runes, and the whole mirror was blood-red.

Huo Jin looked at Xi Baixuan who had made the move, "What's the matter? Your subordinates can't win, so it's your turn to make the move?"

Xi Baixuan: "Miss Huo, you are a Spiritual Emperor level one cultivator. It's not good to bully a maid like me who is only a Spiritual King level seven cultivator, right?"

Huo Jin sneered, "Oh, she is only at the seventh level of Spirit King, so she can't spar with me? Who made this rule?"

Xi Baixuan smiled gently and said softly, "Of course there is no such rule, but if Miss Huo wants to spar with me, I can accompany you."

With a slight movement of his mind, the mirror blocking Sang Yu instantly flew back into Xi Baixuan's hands.

Huo Jin: "Miss Ruoxi wants to spar with me, then I will accompany you."

His mind moved slightly, and he raised the sword in his hand. The cold blade glowed with a long and cold light, and frost condensed on the sword.

Even if I know Xi Baixuan's identity, so what?