Just when the oncoming tiger claw was about to hit Feng Qing'er, she twisted her waist and avoided it by a hair's breadth.
Tip-toeing, he lightly jumped onto the tiger's back. Without stopping at all, he jumped up with the help of the tiger's back. Like a Lingbo fairy, he flew ten feet into the sky.
He calmly took out three arrows, bent the bow and set the arrow, his movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, and like a graceful dance, which made people forget to breathe.
"Whoosh"
Three arrows shot at the tiger's head.
"Puff puff"
Of the three arrows, two penetrated the black-striped tiger's ears and one hit its nose.
After being hit by three arrows in a row, the black-striped tiger became even more angry and instantly entered a violent state, with all the tiger hairs standing on end.
Everyone present was completely stunned by Feng Qing'er's elegant fighting style, but at the same time, it also aroused their unwillingness to admit defeat.
Meng Fei, in particular, saw that a little girl could be so calm in the face of a life and death fight, and he became a negative example.
He immediately roared and rushed towards the black-striped tiger crazily.
The black-striped tiger was about to rush into the sky angrily and smack this human being who had continuously injured himself into a meat pie.
But just when it was about to accumulate strength, a stick accidentally hit the tail of the arrow on its nose.
The nose of the black-striped tiger is a very weak part, and its defense is very low. Half of the arrow has already penetrated into the flesh.
Now, being hit with a stick is like driving a nail, all the way to the end.
The black-striped tiger rolled on the spot in pain. When he saw the person in front of him clearly, his eyes suddenly spit fire. This guy was the first person to attack him.
A roar, like thunder on dry land, made everyone's ears buzz, and they could not hear anything for a while.
After the black-striped tiger roared wildly, it spotted Meng Fei and pounced. Meng Fei actually didn't dodge at this time, acting like a pure man.
He summoned all his strength and attacked the tiger's claws, but it was obvious that he underestimated the power of the third-level monster.
He was directly shot and flew more than ten feet away. When he landed, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.
Just as the black-striped tiger was about to give chase, he shouted "San Die Lang"
"Brush brush brush"
Three consecutive sword blows, one sword stronger than the other, when the last sword struck the black-striped tiger's neck, a gash more than two feet long was immediately drawn, and blood flowed wildly.
The black-striped tiger was furious, stood up, and hit the ground with a flash of yellow air from its claws.
"Careful" shouted softly.
Ye Qingxuan was grabbed by a hand and quickly retreated, but it was still a step too late as a wave of air surged in all directions.
Everyone in Bahuang City felt as if their chests had been hit by a sledgehammer. They vomited blood and were knocked away.
Everyone hurriedly suppressed the injuries in their bodies, and collectively launched a fierce attack on the black-striped tiger.
Everyone discovered that since the Black Stripe Tiger launched that range attack, his aura was no longer as good as before.
They were immediately overjoyed, as they seemed to see hope of killing the third-level monster.
After burning the incense, the black-striped tiger launched another range attack, but this time after it finished the attack, it pounced directly on Zhao Xuefeng, who was the weakest in cultivation.
Obviously, this monster has realized that it will definitely die today, and wants to kill an enemy before it dies.
At this time, everyone was blown far away and there was no time to rescue.
A shadow of death filled Zhao Xuefeng's heart. He felt his scalp was numb and his body was completely out of control.
However, he used great perseverance to get rid of this fear in his heart. He held the sword tightly, looked at the giant claw that was getting bigger and bigger, and faced it with one strike.
"boom"
Although the black-striped tiger was completely exhausted, it was not something Zhao Xuefeng could compare to. He was knocked to the ground and several bones were broken all over his body.
Seeing that Zhao Xuefeng was not dead, the black-striped tiger took another snap. At this time, Zhao Xuefeng could only close his eyes and wait for death. Everyone couldn't bear to close their eyes.
"boom"
There was a muffled sound, but death did not come. A hand held the tiger's claws.
A slightly thin black figure came into Zhao Xuefeng's eyes. He was not very tall, but he gave people a sense of courage that he could withstand even if the sky fell.
Ye Yang didn't look back and slowly said, "The sword has arrived, and it can be used to cut down where it belongs."
Hearing Ye Yang's words, Zhao Xuefeng's mind felt like a bolt from the blue, and his mood was as clear as ever.
Repeatedly chant "The sword is here, it is used to cut down to where it is and strike it... The sword is here, it is used to cut it down to where it is and strike it..."
His eyes became brighter and brighter, and his whole body exuded an indomitable momentum. He stood up hard, raised the knife flat, and closed his eyes silently.
Ye Yang kicked the black-striped tiger away and looked at Zhao Xuefeng silently, with a smile on his lips, "Sure enough,"
"The sword is here, slash it to where it is and strike it." Zhao Xuefeng suddenly opened his eyes, and the sword in his hand flashed with a cold light.
With a loud shout, Zhao Xuefeng slashed at the black-striped tiger in the distance, and a long transparent knife that was ten feet long appeared in the air and fell hard.
"puff"
Blood spurted out wildly, and the huge tiger head rolled to the ground.
"Plop!" Zhao Xuefeng fell to the ground.
Everyone was shocked by Zhao Xuefeng's sudden behavior. Seeing Zhao Xuefeng fall, they all stepped forward to check his injuries and give him medicine.
After not much effort, Zhao Xuefeng woke up and opened his eyes. At the same time, Zhao Xuefeng said excitedly, "Brother Ye, I just..."
"Congratulations, you successfully understood the meaning of the sword," Ye Yang said with a smile.
"What? Sword intent?" Meng Fei was shocked.
"Isn't that just like Ye Yuhan, who is number one on the warrior list?"
"Snapped"
Ye Yang clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.
"You have also seen what happened today. A third-level monster almost killed everyone, and our enemies are definitely much more terrifying than the third-order monster."
Ye Yang continued, "If we are not strong enough, we will really only be able to watch the people around us die one by one, and we will be unable to do anything."
Ye Yang's words weighed heavily on their hearts, and today they fully experienced the taste of death.
They have never been so close to death, and for the first time they feel their own uselessness. They are so powerless in the face of third-level monsters.
"I called everyone here today because I want to tell you how important strength is. Compared with the farewell of life and death, the battles in the academy are actually as boring as children's fights."
"I will encounter many enemies in the future, too many to count, and too powerful to exceed your imagination. Today you have also experienced the pain of watching your companions facing death and being unable to help."
"I hope that after you go back, you will work hard to practice and improve your strength as soon as possible. Our time is precious. If you can improve your strength a little more, you will have one more chance to save your life in the future," Ye Yang said with some seriousness.
"Brother Ye, please don't worry. We will work harder when we go back," Guyang said. Although he was older than Ye Yang, he also started to call Ye Yang brother.
"By the way, boss, why do you have enemies with others? There are such powerful enemies?" Meng Fei said a little puzzled.
After hearing what Ye Yang said, everyone felt heavy-hearted, and at the same time they were also curious about how Ye Yang could have such a powerful enemy. When Meng Fei asked, they all pricked up their ears to listen.
"Do you believe me when I say that I killed a Martial Emperor to form a feud?" Ye Yang said with a faint smile.
Shaking his head like a rattle, Meng Fei said, "I don't believe it."
"Since you don't believe me, you still ask. I see that you are very energetic. Why don't you find another magical beast? You can continue to lead the charge."
Meng Fei screamed "No!"
It made everyone burst into laughter. After laughing, Ye Yang asked everyone to pack their things and asked a few men to get the tiger skin and crystal core out.
After collecting them, Ye Yang and others returned to the academy together. After everyone was settled, Ye Yang took out the score cards, leaving only one hundred thousand, and transferred all the rest to Ye Qingxuan, telling her that improving her strength is her top priority now.
Don't worry about points or anything like that.
After making arrangements, Ye Yang went out and came to Ye Yuhan's residence, where Ye Yuhan was practicing.
Ye Yuhan was immediately happy when he saw Ye Yang arriving.
"Let's go." Ye Yang didn't say much.
The two found a place without human traces. Ye Yang said, "Today's competition is related to your future. Have you thought about it?"
Ye Yuhan said with a fighting spirit, "As a swordsman, if you don't even have the confidence to win, how can you climb to the top of the sword?"
"Okay, let's take action" he waved his hand.
"Then you're welcome"
With a "choking" sound, the sword was unsheathed and fell towards Ye Yang with a gleam of cold light.
"Dang" the long sword was flicked away by Ye Yang's fingers.
"No need to test, just use your unique skills. I'm in a hurry," Ye Yang said.
Seeing that his long sword was blocked by Ye Yang with his fingers, he was immediately surprised and nodded.
"Then you have to be careful."
After he finished speaking, his whole body's aura became longer, his long sword pointed at the sky, and his sharp breath seemed to make even the air begin to wail.
"hiss"
The air was cut open, making a cracking sound. At the same time, the space seemed to be frozen. Ye Yang found that he was as if he was fixed in a block of ice, unable to escape at all.
Ye Yang took a deep breath, his true energy circulated in his body, his whole body instantly turned into a bronze color, and he punched forward.
Following Ye Yang's movements, the surrounding space made "click" sounds one after another, as if something was broken.
"boom"
The fists and swords intertwined, Ye Yang stayed still, Ye Yuhan was knocked back more than a dozen steps, and some blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing that Ye Yangsi was unharmed, her eyes were full of horror, "How can you block my sword intention? You know, even ordinary treasures can't block my sword."
"You are not the only one who understands the meaning of the sword," Ye Yang said.
"Impossible, you don't use a sword, how can you understand the meaning of the sword?" Ye Yuhan didn't believe it.
"What I comprehend is not the sword intention. The sword intention is just one of many artistic conceptions. What I comprehend is called 'momentum'" Ye Yang said.
"Position?" Ye Yuhan was confused.
"Well, it's like when you use a sword, you put all your heart and soul into the sword, resonate with the sword, and exert great power."
"And my 'power' is a Taoist heart, an invincible Taoist heart, a Taoist heart that firmly believes that I can sweep everything and look down on the world. As long as I think my fist can block your sword, it will certainly be able to."
After listening to Ye Yang's words, a flash of understanding flashed in Ye Yuhan's eyes, he was silent for a moment and said, "I, Ye Yuhan, will follow you from now on" (To be continued)