The Five Peaks Competition was a grand event for the Sword God Sect, and Xiao Luoxue was also there. At this moment, Xiao Luoxue looked at the back with the same confusion, and an inexplicable familiarity came to her heart.
"You are Sui Feng." On the martial arts stage where everyone was watching, Leng Qianliu, with a cold face, stabbed the hard floor heavily with the long sword in his hand, looking at Ye Shaohan with cold eyes.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan smiled lightly, nodded, and smiled without saying a word.
Feeling the strange atmosphere around him, a strange look flashed in Leng Qianliu's eyes, because he found that Sword God Sanhua, Xiao Luoxue, Ye Muwan, and Liu Yuehong were all looking this way.
"It's enough to defeat you with one sword!" Leng Qianliu's tone was quite arrogant at this time, probably because he wanted to show off in front of the beauty. He waved his long sword and pointed it directly at Ye Shaohan.
Hearing this, a look of astonishment appeared on Ye Shaohan's face, and his eyes subconsciously looked down at Wang Lin. The boy also said the same thing at the beginning.
Looking at the look of astonishment on Ye Shaohan's face, Wang Lin's face turned hot in the martial arts arena. This disgusting boy.
On the sword platform, Huang Shaoping smiled slightly and said to the master of Chaoyang Peak: "This disciple of yours is quite arrogant, but you don't know what his strength is?"
Hearing this, the leader of Chaoyang Peak frowned slightly. Leng Qianliu was not an arrogant person in the past, but he spoke so arrogantly today.
Without any preparation to draw his sword, Ye Shaohan smiled slightly and said: "I hope so!"
"Can we start now?" Ye Shaohan tilted his head slightly, looked at Yue Jingxian and the others sitting on the platform, and said with a faint smile.
When he said these words, Ye Shaohan naturally noticed the looks of Xiao Luoxue and others and smiled lightly.
"Yes." Seeing Ye Shaohan look at him, Yue Jingxian and others looked at each other and nodded.
"Draw out the sword!" Ye Shaohan put his hands behind his back and said calmly to Leng Qianliu!
"Draw out your sword?" Leng Qianliu sneered and pointed his sword at Ye Shaohan. Leng Qianfeng's previous warning to him had already been thrown away nine days ago.
Biting coldness fell from the sky, and the cold sword energy emerged from the long sword. As Chaoyang Peak's key training disciple, Leng Qianliu's strength was naturally not weak.
Whoosh! The blue sword light shot out. Leng Qianliu didn't warm up at all. One sword strike was the most terrifying one.
An invisible spatial ripple spread at the tip of the sword, causing a burst of sound in the air.
The sword came so suddenly that in everyone's eyes, Ye Shaohan had no time to react.
"Is that all?" Ye Shaohan said with a faint smile, the Leng Qianliu's offensive in front of him was nothing more than that.
Under the shocked gazes of everyone, Ye Shaohan's right hand was filled with a thick layer of cold sword energy.
The sword fingers seemed to have traveled through space, and they easily clamped Leng Qianliu's long sword. With a slight flick, a terrifying force exploded.
This force shattered the sharp sword energy at the long sword, and at the same time, the surging sword energy from Ye Shaohan's fingertips shot out.
"Do you know the difference? It's enough to defeat you with one sword. This sentence cannot be said casually!" Immediately, a shocking killing intent burst out from Ye Shaohan's body. After several bloody battles, the killing intent in Ye Shaohan made many warriors
tremble with fear!
Leng Qianliu's face turned red. The irony in Ye Shaohan's words made him feel ashamed. The spiritual energy in his body rushed towards the sword crazily, and the warrior uniform on his body was instantly torn to pieces by the extremely cold sword energy!
Ye Shaohan smiled and shook his head. The fighting determination of Leng Qianliu in front of him was beyond his expectation. With a flick of his finger, Leng Qianliu's long sword made a buzzing sound and finally landed on the high platform.
After the sword was taken away, Leng Qianliu became angry and turned into a sword with both hands and struck Ye Shaohan in the air. Ye Shaohan still smiled and pushed forward gently with his right hand!
Vomiting blood like a falling meteor, Leng Qianliu felt a tearing pain all over his body, and his body shivered backwards.
After sliding his feet on the ground for a few steps, Leng Qianliu stopped and unwillingly jumped onto the steps of the fighting platform. His back was completely different from the high-spirited one just now.
With a cold snort, Leng Qianliu stared at Ye Shaohan with some resentment, drew his sword with his left hand and got off the martial arts platform. However, Ye Shaohan ignored Leng Qianliu's resentful gaze from beginning to end.
In Ye Shaohan's view, Leng Qianliu is not qualified to be taken seriously yet. This is the difference between warriors with artistic conception.
Overwhelming Leng Qianliu with absolute victory, at this time, the whole Sword Valley could feel the needles. Those Sword God Peak disciples who were about to see Ye Shaohan's joke all felt like they had seen a ghost, their eyes were as big as copper bells, and they murmured: "
impossible!"
The disciples of Luoxia Peak were the same. They kept wiping their eyes with both hands and couldn't believe the scene in front of them!
Seeing this, Huang Shaoping chuckled and said lightly: "We haven't seen him for several months, but this kid has become a lot stronger!"
Yue Jingxian slightly glanced at the ugly-faced Chaoyang Peak Master, coughed a few times, and said calmly: "The winner here is Ye Shaohan!"
The disciples of Luoxia Peak cheered enthusiastically when the results of the competition came out. After several consecutive battles, Luoxia Peak was defeated. Ye Shaohan made a good start for Luoxia Peak.
A person crossed a few steps from the Chaoyang Peak disciples, jumped onto the sword platform, held the sword on his chest, and said to Yue Jingxian and others: "Disciple Leng Qianfeng challenges Luoxia Peak Suifeng, I hope the sect master agrees!"
Leng Qianfeng and Leng Qianliu were brothers, and they joined the Sword God Sect Chaoyang Peak at the same time. However, Leng Qianfeng was obviously stronger and was already the chief disciple of Chaoyang Peak.
Hearing this, the face of Chaoyang Peak Master changed slightly, and he said solemnly: Don't be presumptuous, retreat!"
On the other hand, Yue Jingxianruo glanced at Ye Shaohan meaningfully and said lightly: "Since this disciple has such thoughts, if he agrees, then that's fine!"
Leng Qianfeng, the chief disciple of Chaoyang Peak, has reached the level of Fake Spirit Sect. The disciples of Luoxia Peak looked at him in surprise. He actually wanted to challenge Sui Feng?
"This Suifeng is not easy!" A rare trace of solemnity appeared on Wuhen's face. Ye Shaohan's finger earlier gave him a feeling of palpitations.
"Do you dare to take the sword!" A fighting spirit emerged from Leng Qianfeng's body. Leng Qianfeng raised his sword and pointed at Ye Shaohan and said coldly.
"Whatever!" Ye Shaohan always had a calm look on his face.
"Then it's accurate!" Yue Jingxian said lightly. For others, it's just a matter of competition.
The sudden challenge did not affect Ye Shaohan at all. He smiled lightly, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "The man just said that one sword is enough to defeat me, but you are going to defeat me with several swords!"
"Three swords are enough!" Leng Qianfeng was obviously confident, even though he knew that Ye Shaohan in front of him was very strong!
Leng Qianfeng has a rare dual-attribute physique, and his physique is even more special. It is actually the wind and thunder attribute.
Therefore, the technique that Leng Qianfeng practiced was also the wind and thunder technique, and the domineering power of thunder aura seemed to be contained in Leng Qianfeng's aura.
"Wind and thunder spiritual energy?" Feeling the spiritual energy in Leng Qianfeng's body, Ye Shaohan's eyes showed a hint of curiosity. No matter what kind of sword energy, when it reaches its peak, it is enough to shake any sword energy!
Facing Leng Qianfeng, Ye Shaohan showed fighting spirit for the first time. This man was strong enough to draw his sword.
From the two of them, huge fighting spirit surged out.
The suppressed momentum fell from the sky, and there was no sound in the entire Sword Valley. Everyone was staring at the two people on the fighting stage.
The momentum of the two people was at loggerheads in the sky, and a few ice crystals emerged between the two. Before the battle began, their momentum affected the entire Sword Valley.
Ye Shaohan held the sword behind his back with his backhand and said calmly: "Draw out the sword!"
"Arrogant!" Many Chaoyang Peak disciples couldn't help shouting. At this time, Ye Shaohan's attitude towards Leng Qianfeng was like a senior towards a junior!
Leng Qianfeng sneered. His opponent's arrogance did not arouse his anger at all. The sword in his hand burst out with bright colored light, and the sword blade slowly traced strange circles.
Purple electric light circulates at the tip of the sword, and a few wind blades emerge. This electric light and wind blade combine together, and finally converge into the sword energy.
Before the sword was drawn out, the force felt depressing. Once the sword was drawn out, it would surely shake the world.
Ye Shaohan's face showed a rare trace of solemnity, and he stepped back.
Ye Shaohan's figure was as erratic as the cold wind, gradually blurring.
Countless sword shadows appeared next to Ye Shaohan. The long sword was suspended in mid-air. Ye Shaohan held the hilt of the sword again with both hands, and there was a trace of reminiscence in his eyes!
Exhortation! Countless blue wind blades with a length of three feet emerged from the void. As Leng Qianfeng swung his sword, those wind blades shot towards Ye Shaohan.
At the same time, Leng Qianfeng's long sword also shot out, and the sword light was as dazzling as lightning.
The sword was like lightning. Leng Qianfeng's sword was undoubtedly extremely fast, and everyone was amazed by it.
Seeing this, Ye Shaohan shook his head slightly, pointed his sword finger forward at will, and directly shattered those wind blades with terrifying force.
"Comparing speed?" Ye Shaohan murmured softly, raised his sword, and drew it out, an extremely natural movement emerged.
There seemed to be only a flash of white left in the world. At the moment when many warriors were still stunned, Ye Shaohan's sword had already appeared on Leng Qianfeng's neck, and the cold sword tip left a mark on Leng Qianfeng's neck.
Silk screen red!
"What's going on?" A swordsman who didn't understand exclaimed in surprise, and even the hand holding the sword began to tremble.
"Wonderful sword moves, did you teach Shaoping this too?" Yue Jingxian said to Huang Shaoping with a strange look in his eyes.
Huang Shaoping shook his head slightly, with a trace of confusion in his eyes!
Leng Qianfeng helplessly removed the wind and thunder aura from the sword and smiled bitterly. The scene of Ye Shaohan killing the man in black seemed to be replayed in front of Leng Qianfeng's eyes again.
"You are very strong!" Leng Qianfeng said unwillingly. He felt powerless before facing the young disciple in front of him.
Suddenly a ferocious look appeared on Leng Qianfeng's face. He held the sword in his backhand and stabbed Ye Shaohan with a purple light from the tip of the sword. Everyone was in an uproar. They did not expect that Leng Qianfeng would resist at this time!
Ye Shaohan withdrew his sword and looked at Leng Qianfeng's sword with cold eyes!
"Ah!" Seeing Leng Qianfeng's lightning-like offensive in the field, the faces of Luoxia Peak disciples and others could not help but change slightly. Only Huang Shaoping and others sighed slightly. Although Leng Qianfeng's talent was good, his character was poor.