Ye Qingfan, the first young genius in the Wu League.

At the age of time, he has become a powerful existence in the Nine-Star Warrior Realm.

This time I broke through and came out of the barrier, I was full of confidence and invincible to my peers.

However, at this moment, he was facing a mere 17-year-old boy in the five-star warrior realm, and he felt invincible.

He couldn't accept such a result!

"No, I don't believe it, can you make a fortune by a mere five-star warrior's trash?"

"Sword Technique of Wind and Rain, Storm, Kill!"

Ye Qingfan roared angrily.

In his heart, only by cheering himself up in this way can he dare to face Zhao Yi head-on.

He held the cold light sword in his hand and stabbed Zhao Yi wildly in an instant.

The sword technique is as its name suggests. The sword shadows that Ye Qingfan swung out were as fast as the wind and as dense as the rain, instantly submerging Zhao Yi.

Being in it, Zhao Yi felt the sword shadows everywhere, like a storm coming.

"This kind of sword technique is extraordinary."

"It's a pity that you failed to understand the true mystery of this sword technique."

Zhao Yi looked calm and commented on Ye Qingfan's sword skills.

What?

His "Sword Art of Wind and Rain" has reached the level of great success. However, this young man in the five-star warrior realm said that he had not understood the secret of the Sword Art.

"Arrogant, ignorant!"

"die!"

Hearing Zhao Yi's comments, Ye Qingfan was furious and shouted coldly.

In his opinion, Zhao Yi was not qualified to comment on his swordsmanship.

Therefore, the other party's ignorant comments were simply a humiliation to him.

At this time, the sword had arrived, and Zhao Yi was completely blocked by the sword shadow like a storm.

"ignorance?"

"Okay, then I'll let you see who is the real ignorance!"

Zhao Yi held a grim smile on his lips, looking calm and composed.

Obviously, he never cared about the dangers of life and death in front of him.

He also held a sword in his hand!

In the battle just now, he used close combat skills, showing his power and killed more than ten eight-star warriors.

But now, surrounded by sword light, close combat is obviously not suitable.

Sword art should be used to match it with sword art!

His swordsmanship is like a martial saint. Ye Qingfan actually argues with him, and he is simply looking for death.

Faced with the current situation, Zhao Yi finally set out his sword.

"Three Yang Sword Technique, the wind blew away and the rain stopped!"

Zhao Yi spoke lightly, and at the same time, he evolved his sword technique, condensed his sword intent, and stabbed him in all directions.

I saw that the sword in Zhao Yi's hand, in everything he passed, was destroyed and turned into nothingness.

The sword shadow evolved by Ye Qingfan, like snow meeting the scorching sun, melted away instantly.

The sword shadow was wiped out, and naturally he would never hurt Zhao Yi any more.

"this......."

Everyone was shocked and watched this scene in disbelief.

Zhao Yi's swordsmanship was so amazing that even Ye Qingfan was invincible.

As everyone knows, "The Sword of the Wind and Rain" is Ye Qingfan's unique skill of becoming famous. However, now in front of Zhao Yi, he is so vulnerable.

Ye Qingfan's face was pale and colorless at this time. Obviously, the blow he suffered in his heart was unimaginable.

"Is it really a first sight to see such a garbage swordsmanship?"

"Since that's the case, you can also take my sword."

Zhao Yi spoke lightly.

However, Zhao Yi's words made Ye Qingfan's anger rise to another level.

The sword technique he was proud of was actually regarded as trash by the other party!

It's a shame!

Ye Qingfan was extremely embarrassed and angry.

call out!

However, Ye Qingfan could not think too much. Zhao Yi had already raised his sword and stabbed him casually with a sword.

This sword seemed extremely plain and nothing surprising.

Moreover, the sword is light and fluttering, giving people a sense of powerlessness.

Seeing this sword, Ye Qingfan immediately laughed and said, "Hmph, trash!"

"Zhao Yi, I thought your swordsmanship was so powerful. Now it seems that he was completely uneasy and did not even have the strength to lift a sword."

"The sword dance is like a child dancing a sword. I'm afraid that even an ant can't be stabbed to death?"

At this moment, not only Ye Qingfan was mocking, but even the disciples of the Tianjun Sect in the audience laughed endlessly.

Obviously, they all thought that Zhao Yi's sword was too soft and too weak. As Ye Qingfan said, even an ant would not be stabbed to death!

Faced with the ridicule of everyone, Zhao Yi looked extremely plain, and was still light and weak, stabbing the sword.

"Sword of Wind and Rain, gentle wind and drizzle!"

Ye Qingfan set out his sword again to fight against Zhao Yi.

In his opinion, his sword can not only break Zhao Yi's sword at will, but also counterattack and kill Zhao Yi.

And it has to be said that "The Sword of Wind and Rain" is indeed extraordinary, either hard or soft, or fast or slow!

At least, in the hearts of masters such as He Feng, Zhou Yan, and Miao Yuyue, Ye Qingfan's swordsmanship realm is already good.

It is as fast as a strong wind, as slow as a gentle wind, as fierce as a sudden rain, as soft as a drizzle!

Ye Qingfan has obviously reached this mysterious state.

However, in this state, Zhao Yi is still regarded as garbage!

Zhao Yi dared to do this, either he said that his swordsmanship was against the will of heaven and his vision was superb; or he spoke wildly and had no eyesight!

However, after seeing Zhao Yi's sword, everyone thought that Zhao Yi was talking wildly!

I don't believe that he has such a great swordsmanship and superb vision.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Ye Qingfan's sword shadow was as thin as silver needles, densely packed, like drizzle drizzle coming in the wind, floating in front of Zhao Yi.

Oh!

However, at this moment, Zhao Yi sneered disdainfully!

Then, his sword force changed suddenly, and it turned out like a strange peak protruding without any warning.

It was a light and fluttering sword, but suddenly accelerated, as fast as thunder, and stabbed straight forward.

This sword was not fancy at all, it just stabbed straight forward.

However, at that moment, an invisible light curtain suddenly emerged from the tip of the sword, with the tip of the sword as the center and constantly enlarged backwards until Zhao Yi's whole body was wrapped in the invisible light curtain.

clang, clang, clang!

Ye Qingfan's sword shadow, as dense as drizzle, stabbed on the invisible light curtain, and was shattered one after another, unable to penetrate a single moment.

This will naturally not hurt Zhao Yi at all.

"This is the sword energy protecting the body!"

"How is it possible? To condense sword energy to protect the body, you must burst out the strongest sword speed and sword energy in an instant, use the speed to drive the sword energy, and form a sword energy light curtain to protect the sword master."

"Zhao Yi, he..."

Everyone in the audience burst into screams at this time.

I was disbelief of the sudden change in front of me.

puff!
To be continued...