In the face of such a fierce attack, the expression on Murong's face did not change. She looked indifferent, folded her hands together, condensed all the profound energy on her body, and built a white barrier in front of her. And the most surprising thing was that on top of that white profound energy, there was actually a trace of golden light. Although it is not obvious, it can still be seen.
This gesture of Murong Qingyan's face surprised many people. However, in comparison, everyone was more optimistic about Murong Qingxue.
"I didn't expect this Murong Qingyan to be able to transform with profound energy, but looking at her appearance, she can't compare to Miss Qingxue at all."
"That's not it! Look at the profound energy she has condensed, it's not pure, how can such a level be compared with Miss Qingxue!"
The people below the ring, when they saw that Murong's face had a hint of gold on his profound strength, they all began to dismiss it.
However, unlike those people, the faces of the people in the audience are particularly solemn. These people are either the head of a big family, or they are the important ministers of the Jialuo country. They were well-informed, so naturally it was impossible for them to think that the profound strength of Murong's face was slightly golden because the profound strength was not pure.
Although they had never seen such profound energy before, but when they saw the golden color on the barrier formed by the condensed white profound energy, they felt the power of life, and it could be seen that the little bit of gold was unusual.
The huge white lightsaber quickly came and brought Murong's face in front of him, and collided directly with the white barrier, bursting out a strong white light, making people couldn't help but close their eyes.
Just when everyone thought that the white barrier would be penetrated by the giant sword, a scene that surprised everyone happened. After the huge white lightsaber hit the barrier in front of Murong Qingyan, it began to fade slowly, and finally shattered like glass, turning into thousands of white light spots, and finally disappeared from people's field of vision.
With the disappearance of the white lightsaber, Murong pulled back his hand, and the white barrier also disappeared.
"How is this possible? Shit-"
Murong Qingxue looked at what was happening in front of her in disbelief. Before he could finish speaking, he covered his chest, a smell of sweetness poured out of his throat, and a mouthful of bright red blood spit out.
The white lightsaber was formed by the condensation of her profound energy. Now that the white lightsaber was shattered, she naturally suffered a lot of damage.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Murong Qingxue felt a little exhausted, she stumbled and almost fell. But she quickly stood up straight, looking at Murong's charming eyes, still full of gloom.
"Murong Qingxue, it should be my turn this time!"
Facing Murong Qingxue's hatred, Murong Qingyan didn't feel anything.
With both hands at ease, she once again condensed the profound energy on her body, and soon a lightsaber formed of condensed profound energy appeared in front of her. This lightsaber was about the size of a child's arm, and it was a world of difference from the lightsaber that Murong Qingxue had just condensed. However, above the lightsaber, there was still a little golden light.
Looking at the reversal above the ring, the people below didn't know what kind of reaction they should have.
The people in the audience are also solemn. No one would have imagined that a competition where the strength and weakness could be seen at a glance would end up like this.