"Yeah!" Su Yun's figure also stood in the air, holding a sword on her chest.
At this moment, from Su Yun's eyes, Ye Shaohan seemed to see an unyielding martial arts heart and a burning fighting spirit.
"This Sword Valley disciple is quite good!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly: "However, he is only good!"
A few gravels slowly floated on the ground, eventually turning into dust and falling to the ground.
"Elder brother has said before that he is 90% sure of defeating this kid!" Xie Min said in a low voice to the junior sisters behind him.
Hearing this, most of the disciples in Sword Valley nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with Xie Min's words.
Ye Shaohan smiled lightly, sometimes actions are more convincing than any words.
"Disperse!" The old man waved his hand, and most people dispersed around so as not to disturb the battle between the two.
With eyes like a torch, Su Yun's suppressed aura suddenly burst out and said: "Draw out the sword!"
Seeing this, Ye Shaohan smiled faintly, and burst out with an aura that was no weaker than Su Yun. Ye Shaohan looked up at the sky and said in a weird voice: "It's time to snow!"
Before I finished speaking, white snowflakes were floating in the sky. There was only a trace of wind in the sky, holding the falling white snow like the string of a kite. Looking up, this wind dominated the white butterfly-like snowflakes, and suddenly they fell sideways. , for a moment it was spinning and flying, and for a moment it was swinging to the ground and landed on the shoulders of the two of them. A piece of snowflake fell lightly between the two of them. The moment the snowflake fell to the ground, Ye Shaohan Void stepped suddenly and retreated backwards, with a solemn look on his face.
This series of actions was completed in the blink of an eye. Two ice swords made of ice suddenly appeared on Ye Shaohan's original position, and the two giant swords disappeared in an instant.
Su Yun's figure flashed, and a blue light appeared in her right hand. She lay down slightly, and like a cheetah, she ran towards Ye Shaohan quickly, and ripples immediately appeared where her feet were.
The surrounding wind and snow swirled, and suddenly Su Yun swung forward with force, and her right hand immediately rotated at an angle. The blue light was clearly the sharp sword energy, and it turned into several phantoms and shot out.
Su Yun was actually able to use the artistic conception to such an extent and integrate the sword intention into it. Ye Shaohan secretly said something powerful, and his figure quickly retreated.
As Su Yun clicked his sword finger several times in succession, nine blue sword shadows emerged. No matter where Ye Shaohan retreated, he would be subject to Su Yun's offensive.
"This is interesting!" Ye Shaohan smiled faintly, unfolded his left hand, and two snowflakes appeared on his left hand, and the two snowflakes gently fell from Ye Shaohan's fingertips.
Everything can be a sword, this wind is a sword, this snow is a sword.
Two snowflakes gently slipped from Ye Shaohan's fingertips. The moment they slipped, Ye Shaohan's sword fingers suddenly caught the falling snowflakes.
Pulling the sword fingers, Ye Shaohan quickly threw his left hand forward, and the two thin snowflakes immediately turned into swords and shot out.
The snowflakes were surrounded by sword energy, and wherever they passed, a sharp sound of breaking wind sounded!
Bang bang! A terrifying sword wind was generated, stirring up the snowflakes within a radius of dozens of meters.
Xuanbing spiritual energy circulated on the snowflakes, and the two snowflakes stopped moving and fell into the rotating snow.
Suddenly, the swirling wind and snow turned into an ice wall covering an area of hundreds of square meters. Ye Shaohan was surrounded by ice walls all around.
These ice walls blocked the path of the nine sword shadows. Su Yun didn't look worried at all on her face. These ice walls were not enough to withstand her offensive.
The ice wall that looked extremely hard turned into fragments all over the sky in an instant, scattering under the entire steps.
The broken ice slices passed by Ye Shaohan's cheek, and the fragments cut off a few long hairs. Ye Shaohan stretched out his hand to hold the falling black hair.
Whoosh! After the ice chips, there were several sword shadows shooting towards him. Ye Shaohan stepped slightly, just in time to avoid the sword shadows coming towards him, and there was a shallow mark on his snowy white clothes.
The moment the sword shadow passed by, Ye Shaohan felt an extremely sharp sword energy and sword intent, which was Su Yun's sword intent.
With a startled look on his face, Ye Shaohan looked at Su Yun in confusion. In the past, Ye Shaohan only knew how to integrate sword intention into sword moves, but he forgot that sword intention itself is a combination of sword energy and artistic conception.
"That's it!" Ye Shaohan chuckled, looked at the sword in his hand thoughtfully, and said softly: "I have understood it wrong in the past!"
A mysterious fluctuation permeated Ye Shaohan. Ye Shaohan gradually entered his own artistic conception, and his soul power, which had not increased for a long time, also began to fluctuate at this moment.
The sound of the piano was still playing, Su Feixuan raised her head, her beautiful eyes rolled, she looked at the thin figure and smiled softly.
Su Feixuan firmly believed that nothing could stump that figure, nothing could!
The sound of the piano changed with my thoughts, and the low and clear sound of the piano continued to resound in the air throughout the mountain road.
"Plop!" Xie Min chuckled and murmured softly: "That young man is actually in a daze at this time!"
However, after he chuckled, Xie Min noticed that the atmosphere at the scene was a bit strange, especially those of his senior brothers, whose expressions were extremely solemn.
The old man and the other Sword Valley disciples all looked at Ye Shaohan. At this moment, they felt a bit of depression, coming from their souls.
"I also have the artistic conception!" No longer suppressing the spiritual energy in the body, its momentum immediately exploded, and the black ice spiritual energy swept out like a tide, and the entire void trembled slightly.
In the False Spirit Sect realm, Ye Shaohan showed his strength for the first time. The Xuanbing spiritual energy was extremely cold, and its ice fragments emerged around Ye Shaohan.
Because of the ice chips, Ye Shaohan was like an elf in the snow, proud and independent. He looked at Su Yun calmly, without a trace of joy or anger in his eyes, and said lightly: "It is undeniable that you have good strength. However, this strength
not enough!"
"Arrogant boy!" The curses that could be heard everywhere did not affect Su Yun at all. Su Yun held the sword behind her for the first time and unsheathed the long sword. Su Yun said lightly: "Words are sometimes very pale, and the result
Sometimes it’s the most powerful!”
"Okay!" Su Yun's counterattack immediately aroused applause from the Sword Valley disciples, who cheered loudly for Su Yun. At this moment, Su Yun's aura surged again, approaching the peak of the False Spirit Sect realm.
The snowflakes floating in the sky seemed to have frozen, and their hot fire aura emerged from Su Yun's body.
The ice and snow turned into water vapor and evaporated, and the entire mountain road seemed to be shrouded in white air.
The sword energy beats on Ye Shaohan's fingertips, like the flames in the wind that are constantly changing shape, sometimes like buds waiting to bloom, sometimes like chrysanthemums in autumn. This skill of controlling the sword energy makes the cheers around him slowly decrease.
Come down.
Slowly immersing himself in his mind, Ye Shaohan's soul power was flying around his body.
A depressing feeling spread in Su Yun's heart. Facing Ye Shaohan at this moment, Su Yun felt like facing that majestic mountain.
Depressed, extremely depressed, Su Yun knew that if she didn't take action, her next attack would definitely not be as fierce as before.
Su Yun snorted coldly, held the hilt of the sword with her backhand, groaned, and struck towards Ye Shaohan like a ghost.
Seeing Ye Shaohan's body motionless, Su Yun sneered. This young man was quite confident.
"In a fight, the most important thing is to always pay attention to your opponent!" The sword in Su Yun's hand turned into a shadow. In the eyes of everyone, the sword in Su Yun's hand gradually emitted blazing flames, fiery red flames.
In the center, a six-foot-long sword-like sword energy gradually extended outward, and hissing explosions also resounded around it. The white energy around it rolled and moved with the sword.
Su Yun held her sword and struck Ye Shaohan in the air. The air sword suddenly shot out slowly. This sword air was the slowest, but wherever it passed, there were faint ripples in the air.
An invisible space ripple spread out, and under this sword, the air seemed to solidify, and its terrifying pressure pressed towards Ye Shaohan.
Ye Shaohan raised his head and looked at the falling sword shadow in the sky, with a solemn look in his eyes. This sword was quite powerful.
But Ye Shaohan never hid, watching with cold eyes, brushing his hands forward, a breeze passed by slowly, like the spring breeze blowing through the green buds.
The flames spread around the Qi Sword. Seeing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth, and he murmured softly: "Is it fire?"
Boom! The sky-shaking roar almost spread throughout the surrounding area. Ye Shaohan's figure was submerged by the flames. The ice on the ground evaporated into water vapor and floated upwards. Everyone looked at the man covered in white air in disbelief.
The figure whispered: "That kid, why don't you hide away!" After being stunned, Xie Min and others cheered. Obviously, in their eyes, Ye Shaohan's move was no different from committing suicide.
Su Yun's sword is also extremely famous in Sword Valley, and is called the Burning Sword!
Burning everything in the world, with this sword, even the master of the Sword Valley did not dare to underestimate Su Yun's sword.
However, the leading old man and those high-level Jiangu disciples all looked at the white energy with vigilance, because they knew that the young man was definitely not that simple.
The white air slowly dissipated, and a coughing sound rang in Xie Min's ears. He opened his mouth wide and looked at Ye Shaohan, who was standing in the white air. His long black hair was scattered around his shoulders, wearing a warrior uniform.
There were also holes on it, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth. Raising his head, Ye Shaohan wiped off the blood on the corner of his mouth, looked at Su Yun, and said lightly: "Is this all?"
The light in Su Yun's eyes flashed, revealing a fiery fighting spirit. All kinds of thoughts kept flashing through her, and she said calmly: "If I use that sword, you will definitely die. How dare you!"
"Do I dare?" Ye Shaohan murmured softly, turning his head to look at the blood sword in his hand. The martial arts uniform on Ye Shaohan's body was stirred by the invisible sword energy and made a hunting sound.
"In other words, if you use that sword, I will definitely be defeated?" Ye Shaohan raised his head and chuckled.
"Yeah!" An inexplicable wave filled Su Yun's body, and the spiritual energy in her body surged. It was obvious that Su Yun had cast some kind of secret technique.
"Defeat me with one sword!" Ye Shaohan shook his head slightly and said, "Then I can defeat you with one sword!"