Under the gaze of countless eyes full of various emotions, Leng Qianfeng's mighty sword reached Ye Shaohan's throat in the blink of an eye.
However, just when everyone was waiting for the bloody scene that was about to appear, they stopped in vain less than half a foot away from Ye Shaohan's face, unable to move forward even half a minute.
Countless eyes suddenly moved along the sword body, and two slender fingers clamped the sword so gently, and Ye Shaohan neutralized this powerful sword strike.
In the square, countless eyes finally rested on the plain-faced Ye Shaohan. Uproar sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Is this kid too physically strong?
Slowly raising his eyes, Ye Shaohan smiled at Leng Qianfeng, whose face changed drastically, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Two swords!"
Ye Shaohan turned away from Huang Shaoping who was sitting on the platform, slightly folded his finger, and the sword broke from it.
He flicked his fingers again, and the broken sword immediately shot out, streaking across Leng Qianfeng's shoulder, sparking a stream of blood.
Leng Qianfeng screamed and flew backwards, falling to the edge of the martial arts platform.
Bang bang! Ye Shaohan pointed his fingers forward again, and the terrifying energy directly knocked Leng Qianfeng's figure off the martial arts platform.
Countless eyes hurriedly swept along the reflection of the figure. When their eyes caught sight of the defeated person, the entire Sword Valley became silent in vain.
Putting away his sword casually, Ye Shaohan did not look at Leng Qianfeng again, but bowed slightly to Huang Shaoping, then turned and left.
Leng Qianfeng is already a strong man in the False Spirit Sect realm, and his wind and thunder aura makes him far more powerful than other opponents in the same realm.
Since Ye Shaohan defeated Leng Qian with an overwhelming victory, which means that Ye Shaohan at least has the cultivation level of the False Spirit Sect, Luoxia Peak actually produced such a young peak master, which is rare in the history of the Sword God Sect.
Countable!
Thinking of this possibility, some air-conditioned sounds suddenly rang out in the crowded stands, and when he looked at Ye Shaohan again, there was obviously an inexplicable smell in his eyes.
The leader of Chaoyang Peak also had a look of astonishment on his face, his proud disciple was actually defeated in this way, and defeated so completely.
"That kid is simply a pervert. He killed Qian Feng so easily!" the leader of Chaoyang Peak said in surprise.
Hearing this, Young Master Huang smiled flatly and said: "That boy has a lot of cards, he is very strong!"
Thinking of Ye Shaohan's crazy cultivation character, Huang Shaoping couldn't help but smile. Perhaps it was because of his crazy cultivation that he achieved his current achievements.
On the side, Liu Yuyan slowly recovered from the shock, looked at the back of Ye Shaohan in the field, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Huang on getting a good disciple!"
Upon hearing this, Huang Shaoping smiled faintly and did not say anything.
The battle between Ye Shaohan and Leng Qianfeng was just a small episode and did not affect the progress of the Five Peaks Competition.
Walking into the place where the Luoxia Peak disciples were, Yue Wuxie and the others walked over and looked at Ye Shaohan with admiration. In response, Ye Shaohan smiled faintly.
The next battle was still exciting, but it was not attractive to Ye Shaohan.
After dealing with the two opponents and confirming that there was no more competition for him today, Ye Shaohan bowed slightly to Huang Shaoping and exited the Sword Valley.
The explosions and noises receded from his ears like a tide. Carrying the long sword on his back, Ye Shaohan raised his head, looked at Luoxia Peak in the distance, and smiled softly.
"Boy, I can't, you can use artistic conception to such an extent!" Huo Qilin's long-lost voice resounded in Ye Shaohan's mind: "It seems that you have not been lazy in the past few months!"
Listening to this familiar voice and familiar breath, Ye Shaohan rarely showed a knowing smile: "You are finally out of seclusion!"
"I didn't expect time to pass so quickly. Before I knew it, the Five Peaks Competition had already begun!" Fire Qilin chuckled.
"So what's the plan?" Ye Shaohan frowned slightly and whispered.
"Let's wait until after the Five Peaks Competition!" After a pause, Huo Qilin continued: "But it's also time to collect the ray of soul in the Qilin Stone Statue!"
"Are we finally going to collect it?" Hearing this, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but see a magnificent stone statue in front of his eyes.
"My current soul strength is enough to collect that ray of soul!" Huo Qilin explained.
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan glanced at Luoxia Peak, jumped with both feet, and his figure shot out, turning into a rainbow and flying towards the sword path.
The sword light flashed across the sky, and Ye Shaohan's figure emerged from the void of the sword path. Looking at the sword path below, a trace of reminiscence flashed in Ye Shaohan's eyes.
After leaping onto the sword path, Ye Shaohan did not continue flying, but walked on foot.
Step by step, it was not until a few moments later that the magnificent stone statue of Fire Qilin appeared in Ye Shaohan's sight.
In this ice and snow, Ye Shaohan clearly felt a wave of heat sweeping over him like a tide.
Feeling the vitality and sword intent contained in the Qilin stone statue, Ye Shaohan's eyes showed a trace of contemplation, and this ray of soul became much stronger.
After taking a few steps forward on foot and standing in front of the Kirin statue, Ye Shaohan said in a deep voice: "What should I do next!"
"You don't need to do anything!" The figure of the fire unicorn floated out of the unicorn in vain, and a red-purple light curtain emerged on the area within a few meters.
Purple flames flowed around, and the remaining snow on the ground immediately turned into white steam.
However, the white air turned into ice crystals and spread out again, and the light curtain gradually became invisible. From the outside, it looked like the wind and snow were relatively heavy here.
Feeling the strangeness around him, Ye Shaohan's eyes flashed with surprise.
"I have isolated this area so that when I collect that ray of soul power, I will not attract the attention of Huang Shaoping and others!" Huo Qilin explained aloud.
The purple flames continued to roll, and the figure of the fire unicorn gradually emerged.
A heart-stopping aura spread over the Fire Qilin, and at the same time, the originally motionless Qilin stone statue began to vibrate in vain.
A loud roar resounded, and in Ye Shaohan's surprised gaze, a figure emerged from the sky above the Qilin stone statue, which looked like a Qilin.
Countless days and nights of wind and rain have left imprints on the Qilin Stone Statue. However, at this moment, the originally dim and dull Qilin Stone Statue bloomed with dazzling light, and several purple-to-black flames emerged and merged into the one.
Within the figure.
The figure gradually condensed and finally formed a dark unicorn.
Terrifying coercion spread out from this Mo Qilin, even though now Ye Shaohan had to summon his spiritual energy when facing this coercion.
"What a terrifying pressure!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly, especially those rolling ink-colored flames.
Two clusters of flames filled the area. Ye Shaohan raised his head, the Suzaku mark on his eyebrows beating slightly, and the Suzaku fire also emerged from Ye Shaohan's body like a tide.
Three clusters of flames were floating. Standing in the flames, Fire Qilin looked at Mo Qilin solemnly and murmured: "He has actually evolved his own intelligence!"
A low roar floated out of Mo Qilin's mouth. Suddenly, the Mo Qilin turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the Fire Qilin.
The terrifying ink-colored flames followed closely, engulfing the Fire Qilin's figure.
"Although I have evolved spiritual intelligence, it is only a ray of my soul after all!" Fire Qilin said lightly, with the same bloody mouth opening, and the terrifying purple flames tilted down.
The ink flame and the purple flame kept colliding together, and the hot air currents continued to roll.
This was completely a battle between flames. The explosions resounded non-stop, and gradually, afterimages spread out.
Ye Shaohan could only feel the figures of the fire unicorn and the ink unicorn by closing his eyes.
A loud phoenix cry echoed in his heart in vain, and the red bird mark between his eyebrows became extremely hot.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan actually felt a wave of waves on the Suzaku mark, wanting to swallow up the flames in front of him.
"Boy, the strength of this remnant soul is beyond my expectation. I'm afraid I need your help now!" Huo Qilin's voice resounded. After hearing this, Ye Shaohan asked: "What do I need to do!"
"Use the Vermillion Bird Technique to devour these flames!" Fire Qilin's voice seemed a little urgent.
The ink-colored flames spread out in all directions, and the space within a few meters radius seemed to be swallowed up by the ink-colored flames.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan didn't waste any time and immediately used the Suzaku Art. At this moment, a strange scene appeared. In the dantian, the small Suzaku that was originally transformed from the spiritual crystal spread its wings and flew in vain.
Purple light shimmered on the Suzaku mark, and a loud phoenix call resounded.
A huge shadow appeared behind Ye Shaohan, and it turned out to be a red bird.
The neighing sound resounded continuously, and the phantom of the red bird spread its wings and rushed into the ink-colored flames, and a heartbreaking feeling swept over like a tide.
Holding back this inhuman torture, Ye Shaohan frantically ran the Suzaku Art. A strange scene appeared. The phantom of the Suzaku actually began to devour the surrounding ink-colored flames.
The phantom of Suzaku stirred the surrounding ink-colored flames, and an angry roar sounded in vain.
A roar suddenly sounded, and its ink-colored flames rolled up crazily.
Mo Qilin's roar resounded, and its figure rushed towards the huge Suzaku silhouette crazily.
The fire unicorn naturally blocked it. In Ye Shaohan's stunned eyes, the phantom of the red bird spread its wings and flapped the ink-colored flames around it.
What surprised Ye Shaohan the most was that the ink-colored flame was gradually swallowed up by the Suzaku shadow.
A mysterious wave emerged from the Suzaku mark, and a trace of realization flowed in Ye Shaohan's heart.
Looking stunned, Ye Shaohan found that his mind seemed to have established a connection with the Suzaku shadow. The ink flame was burning the Suzaku shadow, and Ye Shaohan also felt the heartbreaking pain.