Facing the powerful fire-based fairy sword Jiuyang in Li Wendao's hand, and the fact that Li Wendao's Taoist skills were better than Xiao Wu who Yun Qiyou met in the first round, almost everyone thought that this time
Yun Qiyouhui pulled out the Zhan Chen in her hand, and everyone could see with their own eyes the power of Zhan Chen after it was unsheathed.
Unexpectedly, Yun Qiyou didn't seem to have any intention of drawing out the sword. She faced Li Wendao with a cold expression, and after a moment, she pointed the Chen-Zhanchen Divine Sword toward the sky with its scabbard attached.
As Yun Qiyou pointed her sword towards the sky, the surrounding wind suddenly rose, and powerful pressure suddenly emanated from her and the peerless sword in her hands.
Everyone was in an uproar!
Looking at it like this, Yun Qiyou doesn't seem to be ready to draw his sword!
Li Daowao, who was in mid-air, twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and a nameless anger flashed through his eyes. He did not expect that Yun Qiyou would not take him seriously.
He shouted: "Junior sister Yun, be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was seen flying down from mid-air with his sword. The Nine Sun Fairy Sword in his hand, as he rushed down quickly, the flames on the sword were like a layer of fire oil poured on it in the blink of an eye.
The flames instantly increased several times in size.
Yun Qiyou's eyes narrowed and she took seven steps back. At the same time, she turned Zhan Chen upside down in her hand. As the Zhan Chen Divine Sword turned, a cyan Tai Chi pattern Yu Feng grew larger and blocked her in front of her.
The Nine Sun Immortal Sword stood on the Tai Chi Diagram in front of Yun Qiyou from top to bottom. The Tai Chi Diagram shattered into pieces, but it also blocked the powerful attack of Li Wendao's sword.
At this time, Yun Qiyou launched a counterattack. His snow-white figure came up to him, and a dazzling white light burst out from the scabbard, turning into thousands of tiny streams of light. In the blink of an eye, these streams of light condensed into three pieces.
Each long sword is shimmering with white light, as if it were real.
Thousands of snow-white fairy swords were flying in the air quickly around Yunqi's moving figure. In an instant, all the white fairy swords filled the sky and the ground. The sword light emitted had already touched the Nine Yang Fairy Sword in Li Daowao's hand on the stage.
The red light of the flames was covered up.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Countless white fairy swords followed the direction of Yun Qiyou Sword Jue, and shot at Li Daodao from all directions in a crazy and rhythmic manner.
Li Dao was profound in Taoism, not much worse than Yun Qiyou. Faced with this move, the seventh of the eight divine sword moves, the Ten Thousand Swords Move, he was calm and unhurried. Under the strong urging of the true method, Jiuyang Shen
The sword suddenly glowed red and turned into a red flame demonic dragon, making a deafening roar.
The red-flame demonic dragon driven by the illusion of the Nine Yang Immortal Sword, complete with dragon head, dragon claws, dragon beards, dragon horns, dragon tail, etc., is lifelike, just like a real dragon.
The Red Flame Demonic Dragon shuttled quickly. Wherever it passed, the countless white fairy swords that came flying turned into blue smoke and dissipated. Occasionally, some white sword rain shuttled through the gaps in the body of the Red Flame Demonic Dragon, and they were all caught.
Li Wendao easily resolved them one by one.
Yun Qiyou did not expect to defeat a Taoist master who had reached the seventh level of out-of-body cultivation with just one move of the Seventh Form of the Eight Divine Sword Forms. With a clear whistle, he rushed to a distance of less than two feet in front of Li Daodao.
Li Wendao controlled the Red Flame Demonic Dragon to counterattack. The huge Red Flame Demonic Dragon opened its huge mouth and bit the head of Yun Qiyou who was galloping up.
Everyone held their breath and stared dumbfoundedly at the beautiful woman in white clothes, facing the huge red flame demon dragon alone. There was a huge difference in size between the two dragons.
At this moment, Yun Qiyou was like an earthworm shaking a tree. Facing the powerful red flame demon dragon, not only did he not take a step back, but he raised his sword and stabbed it, saying word by word: "Qian! Kun! One! Sword!" "
A white sword light as thin as smoke came out from the scabbard of the Zhanchen Divine Sword. The condensed sword energy was so fine that it exceeded everyone's imagination.
Although Ye Xiaochuan hated Yun Qiyou very much in his heart, when he saw Yun Qiyou's move Qiankun Yijian, he had to admit that there was indeed a gap like a chasm between him and Yun Qiyou.
The huge red flame demonic dragon and the white sword light as thin as hair, these two completely out of proportion collided fiercely in front of everyone.
A strange thing happened. The originally unparalleled Crimson Flame Demonic Dragon appeared under the invisible white sword light. Before everyone could react, there was a sudden loud bang, and the originally huge Crimson Flame Dragon appeared. The demon dragon instantly collapsed and turned into countless fireballs falling from the sky.
Immediately afterwards, an exclamation from Li Wendao was heard in mid-air, and then everyone saw it clearly. Li Wendao seemed to have been hit hard by a mysterious force, and his whole person flew backwards out of mid-air and was hit hard. It landed on the water curtain of the defensive barrier of the fighting arena, and then fell to the edge of the arena.
Only the elders and a few elite disciples with higher cultivation levels knew what had just happened.
It turned out that the tiny sword light, after the force of thunder instantly penetrated the red flame demonic dragon, its momentum did not decrease, it galloped up, and shot from the body of the flame demonic dragon towards Li Wendao in mid-air.
Li Wendao was not slow to react. When the sword light shot in front of him, he knew that he could not avoid it. The sword was horizontally placed in front of his chest, and the sword light directly hit the blade of the Nine Yang Immortal Sword in his hand. .
Li Wendao only felt an overwhelming force coming from the sword body unstoppably. His whole body was shaken and flew backwards, and that's when the scene just happened.
Under the ring, many of the watching disciples who supported Yun Qiyou couldn't help but cheer when they saw Li Daodao being hit by Yun Qiyou's move.
In the distance, outside the main hall, above the white jade stone steps, the elders headed by Yu Jizi, the head of Cangyun Sect, are either sitting on chairs or standing on the edge of the jade railing handrails watching the competition of young disciples. Most of the elders are looking at them. Everyone gathered at the Kun position platform in the north where a man and a woman were fighting.
These senior elders had advanced cultivation and their eyes were like torches. They clearly saw the move that Yun Qiyou used to defeat Li Wendao just now. Many of them had expressions of surprise on their faces.
Kong Jian, one of the four great monks of Kasyapa Temple who rarely speaks, showed a trace of surprise on his withered face. He put his wrinkled old palms together and said slowly: "Amitabha, good, good. This little benefactor Yun has such high attainments in Taoism at such a young age, it’s really amazing, amazing!”
Su Xiaoyan, the deputy master of Piaomiao Pavilion next to her, was also shocked and said: "The most remarkable thing is that she just counterattacked the opponent's move of Qiankun Sword without pulling Zhan Chen out of the scabbard. Even so, not only did he neutralize the flame demon dragon activated by his opponent's magical magic sword, but he also injured his opponent. Yun Qiyou's physical cultivation is far superior to that of us when we were young. It seems that Junior Sister Jingshui has been doing a lot in her these years. Just put some thought into it."
