On the test platform.

Chen Yu's smug smile was in sharp contrast with Gao Feng, who was surging with anger.

The disciples were surprised and suspicious.

The leader of Yunyue and several elders showed a hint of surprise and were looking forward to it.

"Impossible! He must be bragging!"

Qiu Yue'er was shocked and sneered.

She suddenly felt funny, how could she believe such a childish joke?

At this time, the confrontation on the field suddenly began.

Swish!

Gao Feng looked angry, and the sword in his hand split out five or six phantoms of sword light, covering Chen Yu with difficulty in distinguishing between true and false.

"Good come!"

Chen Yu shouted softly and held a heavy sword in his hand.

Buzz!

The surface of the deep silver sword condensed a thick layer of silver-black luster, and the entire [Xuan Chong Sword] shook a circle of silver-black air flow, as if it became heavier in an instant, or even expanded a little.

"Destroy it for me!"

A huge silver-black sword rainbow, with a horrifying roar, sweeping across an area.

not good!

Gao Feng's heart thumped. A heavy pressure and terrifying power made him suppress his qi and blood and difficult to breathe.

Puff!

Wherever the huge sword light of the silver-black sword rainbow passed, the phantoms of the sword light that were uncertain and illusory, were shattered in an instant!

"clang--"

The moment the two swords attacked, a deafening metal clash came.

Dingdeng!

Gao Feng shook several steps back, and the sword in his hand almost lost his hand, his face alternating white and red.

The terrifying power made his tiger's mouth crack and blood spilled out.

Tick!

A tiny tiny blood flowed down from Gaofeng's palm.

"This is……"

Many people took a breath of air conditioning.

A sword.

Just one sword hurt Gao Feng!

Qiu Yue'er, who had just sneered, had a stiff face and her cherry mouth was so open that she opened her cherry mouth.

"The defeated general under his command. No matter how many real and false sword shadows you shoot, I will wipe out all of them with one sword."

Chen Yu weighed the heavy sword in his hand.

His [Xuan Chong Sword] is heavy and large, and he uses his power to suppress people and sweep away.

With Chen Yu's current power, even if he doesn't use the [Xuan Chong Sword], he can fight against the general stage of refining with the bronze statue skill and a pair of bronze fists alone.

"Hehe, this is just one force to defeat ten wisdom. My disciple is good at taking advantage of his advantages."

Elder Mao smiled and his voice deliberately increased, fearing that others would not know.

Chen Yu's attack did make him look a lot.

The leader of Yunyue and others all showed surprise.

"Boy, you--"

Gao Feng was shocked and angry. Since the first completion of "The Legend of the Sky Shadow Sword", he has never suffered so much shame.

The mean smile on Chen Yu's face made him understand.

I was humble!

If he had known that Chen Yu had such great power, he would never have had any stubborn behavior, so that he would have been shocked to his arm at the beginning.

As soon as he appeared, he was so angry that he was furious by Chen Yu's "defeated general".

Tianying Sword Art! Remnant Wind Step!

Gao Feng looked fierce, and the sword in his hand shook, and several other phantoms of sword light pierced at Chen Yu in an overlapping manner.

This time.

He activated his body skills with all his strength, with the shadows intertwined on the spot and the sound of the wind blew, bringing the advantages of "Sky Shadow Sword Art" to the limit.

Destroy!

Chen Yu waved his sword, and the phantom of the sword light in front of him was instantly shattered.

However, Gao Feng became smarter and did not fight Chen Yu's heavy sword, at most he would intertwin it from the side.

Um?

Chen Yu stood there, frowned in the face of the phantom of the sword light and the afterimage of footwork that were constantly attacking.

Gao Feng adopted the strategy of fighting and did not fight him head-on.

"Well done! That guy is using a heavy treasure utensil, which consumes a lot."

Middle-aged mandarin mustache, praise him and speak out.

The elders of Yunyue Sect frowned slightly. If this continues, Chen Yu will fall into a passive state.

"Do you do it?"

Chen Yu smiled, his figure suddenly shook, and disappeared from the spot at a strange and amazing speed.

not good!

Several sword lights at the peak suddenly fell into the air.

The opponent's physical skills are not inferior to himself, and the explosion speed is even greater.

Just a blink of an eye.

Chen Yu moved to his side and turned active into passive.

The heavy sword becomes a savage!

In Chen Yu's hand, a layer of silver-black air wave flashed, lifting up a fan-shaped sword aura with silver glory.

Huh!

The silver fan-shaped sword energy swept across an area with a huge gravity.

When the peak breathing stagnates, the body feels a heavy pressure. Facing this small-scale attack, there is no way to hide.

How to hide? The opponent's absolute speed is faster than him.

The sword shadow turns into emptiness!

Gao Feng was determined, and dragged a series of phantoms of sword light in his hand, but they were all destroyed under the fan-shaped sword energy.

but.

The moment all the sword shadows disappeared, a sharp cold light passed by the side of the Xuan Chong Sword!

The sword light rushed to Chen Yu.

What a stunning sword!

The members of the three sects were all amazed.

"This is?"

Chen Yu was shocked that the other party's "Sky Shadow Sword Art" could actually complete this method that was similar to "illusion".

From reality to virtual, then from virtual to sword.

The sword, under the cover of all the other sword shadows, flashed in an incredible way to Chen Yu.

There is no way to hide!

After all, Chen Yu was using a heavy sword and was so close to him.

call!

Gao Feng felt very happy when this sword succeeded, and his face turned pale. It was obvious that this sword consumed a lot.

"snort!"

Facing the sword that could not be avoided, Chen Yu cursed a sneer on his lips, which made Gao Feng feel inexplicably uneasy.

"Display it for me!"

Chen Yu's other arm, like an inflated copper hand, slapped away with a whistling evil spirit!

Dangbang!

The hand of the bronze statue was directly shaken on the sword at Gaofeng, and an indescribable domineering inner breath and huge force came over.

"No--"

Gao Feng's body flew backwards with an unstoppable momentum.

With a "clang", the sword fell to the ground.

Gao Feng's arm holding the sword could no longer be lifted, and his face was pale.

...

"In ancient times, there was a saying: Never get close to physical cultivation, that would be a nightmare!"

Elder Mao murmured.

When Gao Feng's last blow, the sword took a detour and cut in close contact, he knew the result.

"You lost again."

Chen Yu blinked at Gao Feng.

actually.

He also has to thank Gao Feng for confronting such a swordsman to make his swordsman realize his diligence.

After all, Gao Feng is much better than him in his ability to discuss swordsmanship.

In the short confrontation just now, Chen Yu's "Iron Sword" was better than a few days of hard practice and almost entered the realm of great success.

"Let's learn about it next time..."

Gao Feng took a deep breath, and his fighting spirit was endless.

"You don't have to be discouraged. The other party seems to have practiced the ancient physical cultivation technique, using heavy treasures, which exerts much more powerful than Qiu Yue'er. Such opponents should not fight in close combat. When you are promoted to the stage of refining the organs, there will be a way to restrain him."

Middle-aged man with a beard, said lightly.

"Disciple understand."

Gao Feng had a clear understanding in his heart.

He made up his mind and after the refining period, he would improve his cultivation skills and would definitely come back to challenge Chen Yu.

"Haha Chen Yu! Very good job!"

Master Yunyue and others smiled and praised him.

Qiu Yue'er's three main players had extremely embarrassed expressions, showing a look of shock and doubt.

Chen Yu, the original "stop candidate", performed much more dazzlingly than the three main players.

"Hateful! If it weren't for my carelessness..."

Wan Dong, who also practiced "Yunshaquan", looked heartbroken.

This "three bet battles" not only gives you generous rewards, but also has a chance to become famous.

"This... the uncle of the sect, I won the game just now. Does the reward count?"

Chen Yu stood on the stage and confirmed.

According to the main force's standards, if you win one game, you can get three thousand defective Yuan stones and one pound of meteorite.

This is an attractive wealth for inner disciples.

Especially the meteorite, it has a price but no market.

If this meteorite is sufficient and integrated into Chen Yu's "Xuan Chong Sword", it may improve the quality of this sword.

"certainly!"

Yun Yuezong smiled and said, "How can I be a joke if my sect leader is a sect! If you can win another game, not only will you get another reward, but this sect will also meet your requirements if conditions permit."

The other elders were amused.

This bet battle, with 150 kilograms of meteorite and 200 brass crystals, is of great value.

Not only value, but also the face of Yun Yuezong.

Four against three, if you lose, where will Yunyue Sect face be put?

Therefore.

The senior executives of Yunyue Sect attach great importance to the next battle.

"I want the Qingqi Pill!"

The boy on the stage had a decisive way.

"Qingqi Pill?"

The Sect Master Yunyue and several elders were stunned.

"That's how it is..."

Elder Mao explained the reason and glared at Chen Yu fiercely.

"I see."

Master Yunyue and others couldn't help but feel dazed. It seemed that "Qingqi Pill" was indeed important to Chen Yu.

If you don't agree.

Chen Yu may be negative and depressed in the next game, and even affect his strength.

"As long as you can win, there is no problem with a clear Qi pill!"

Master Yunyue agreed.

"Haha, boy! You have no chance in the next game."

A leisurely laughter came from behind.

I don't know when.

A lazy boy appeared on the stage, with a chicken coop and an unkempt appearance.

Um!

Chen Yu's heart was terrified, and he didn't even feel the boy's sudden appearance.

"Fei Lotte!"

Chang Xuan next to Elder Mao blurted out.

"Fei Letian! The true disciple of the Iron Sword Sect!"

"What's going on! Isn't Fei Letian a true disciple of the Immortal Refining Period?"

There was an uproar in the audience.

"Master Qian! What's going on? How could the true disciple of the sect come to participate in the gambling battle in the Tongmai period?"

The face of the Sect Master Yunyue darkened.

"Hmph! Doesn't your sect want to cheat?"

Elder Mao sneered.

"Hehe, this is not cheating!"

The middle-aged man with a beard smiled and said, "Fei Letian practiced a lost secret skill. After the refining period, every time he reached a small realm, his cultivation would fall once in a similar way to scattering the power. Then, he would quickly improve to the original realm, so that the internal breath of the martial arts would become more pure and powerful."

"We have never heard of this kind of martial arts."

Master Yunyue and others looked surprised and suspicious.

"Haha, this can only be kept confidential. But I can be sure that we did not cheat. If you don't believe it, you can check it."

Middle-aged man with a mysterious smile.

I think that the lost secret skills involve certain taboo secrets, which are not enough for outsiders to understand.

For a moment.

The senior officials of Yunyue Sect looked gloomy.

Na Fei Letian is a famous true disciple of the Iron Sword Sect. Even if his cultivation level falls to the Tongmai stage and the internal energy intensity, he will definitely be at the same level.

More importantly, the realm of his true disciples' martial arts is preserved.

"Sect Master Uncle."
Chapter completed!