The clothes in front of Wang Yi were struck by the sword energy and were immediately cut open, revealing his distinct and explosive muscles. The scar on his chest added a bit of fierceness.
At this time, Wang Yi tilted his lips and raised a smile, and his eyes were full of strong fighting spirit. He and the disciple slowly descended from the air, looking directly at each other, and the two different auras immediately came into contact with each other.
They collided with each other, and in the middle of the two people, the two air currents also confronted each other, constantly making "chichi" sounds.
"Boom!" The next moment, it suddenly exploded and flew away in all directions. The countless flowers and plants bowed their heads and bent down, all surrendering to this momentum.
Wang Yi's eyes lit up, and he took a big step forward. Wind blew under his feet, and an afterimage appeared, like an arrow off the string, galloping towards the disciple. The disciple also slightly frowned, stretched out his left index finger, and pointed at the ground.
After a few provocations, the vine whip as thick as an arm broke out of the ground and thrust towards Wang Yi again.
The cone-shaped spiritual power on Wang Yi's right hand kept making "chichi" sounds that broke through the air, and violently swung it towards these vine whips. At the same time, the disciple was also condensing spiritual power, condensing it on this inferior product.
Among the swords.
"Pfft, pfft???"
Those several vine whips turned into countless debris in an instant, flying all over the sky and falling one after another, but then the extremely white sword energy approached quickly, and the terrifying sword energy was even more frightening.
Extremely, it spreads rapidly towards the surrounding areas.
Wang Yi also frowned and recited the mantra in his mouth. In an instant, it disappeared without a trace like a wisp of smoke. However, the sword energy was still galloping forward. The disciple who was fighting felt that
There was a feeling of coldness behind me, not only that, but also a feeling of being expelled from my soul, and a sense of crisis suddenly arose in my heart.
He immediately looked back and was stunned. At this moment, the sword energy struck him impartially, and a burst of blood immediately burst out. He had not yet screamed.
He was already dead, and the scars deep into his bones were even more shocking.
His eyes were dimmed at this moment, but the feeling of horror and shock was still clearly visible, and the countless blood filled his body. "Plop", the disciple then knelt on his knees and fell to the ground.
into this pool of blood.
"Killing this disciple of the Third Heaven Realm of First Consciousness with one sword? When did this senior brother become so powerful?"
"I think it's better to stay away from them!"
"Um!"
???
Everyone had shocked expressions on their faces. Then Wang Yi came out of the ground and glanced at the dead disciple. The fighting intent in his eyes became even stronger.
"These two disciples have their own merits, but I still like Wang Yi! His body fusion is very good, so he is the best choice!" The elder standing aside said dumbly.
"Yes!" Elder Du also nodded, thinking to himself, I didn't expect this boy to be so outstanding. If I had known, I would have given him more magical powers to make the fusion closer???
"Now you know how powerful I am, right?" The eldest brother of the outer sect said with a sneer.
"Hmph, that's fine. Only in this way can you be my opponent, Wang!" Wang Yi also said with a smile.
The two people's eyes met again. After a moment, both of them took a big step and rushed forward. Wang Yi condensed the cone-shaped spiritual power in both hands, and the disciple also held the sword with both hands.
The momentum was astonishing, and everyone wanted to kill the opponent violently.
"Boom!" A loud noise burst out.
“Ding ding ding ding ding???”
The two people were entangled together, and there was a glare of swords and swords. It was dizzying to see who had the upper hand and who had the lower hand. The endless sound of fighting resounded throughout the world.
The terrifying sword energy had reached its extreme, shocking everyone's minds.
All the disciples wherever they passed moved out of the way and did not dare to get close. The air around the two of them was even more chaotic. The air flow was stirred up like ripples and dispersed in all directions.
Sometimes they separate, sometimes they attack, this duel has also entered a fierce state. The disciple knows that Wang Yi can also use the magical power of fire, and he has been on guard, but Wang Yi has been slow to use it, and his heart is also uneasy.
stand up.
"I can only waste it like this! I can't show all the magical powers I know, especially this fire technique???"
Wang Yi frowned when he thought of this. At this moment, his wrist was aching from being hit, but his expression remained unchanged, like a dry well that had been dry for thousands of years, unable to make any waves.
The confrontation continued. The two men were sweating profusely as they fought, and everyone looked surprised. It was hard to imagine that Wang Yi could fight to such an extent with their senior brother.
"Boom!" A loud noise suddenly erupted again. Both of them retreated, breathing heavily, but their eyes were still staring at each other. The strong fighting spirit was still there, but their bodies
But his muscles were twitching non-stop, and he was exhausted and exhausted.
"That's enough! You two have passed this third level. Go aside and rest. The other disciples are also unable to fight because of you." The elder with a vicissitudes of face spoke dumbly at this time and glanced at Wang Yi and the disciple.
, smiled and nodded.
"Yes, disciple, I obey!" The disciple saw the elder's slightly bent body, then put the sharp sword in his hand into the storage ring, glared at Wang Yi fiercely, and walked out of the circle.
Wang Yi also nodded, and the cone-shaped spiritual energy on his hands immediately dissipated, turning into countless scattered dots, disappearing one by one in the atmosphere, and walking towards the outside of the circle.
When the elder saw Wang Yi and the disciple leaving, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he shouted loudly, "You continue to fight!"
Perhaps just because their senior brother's wonderful battle with Wang Yi aroused their fighting spirit, all the disciples shouted and violently attacked their opponents again.
"After passing three levels, it means that I have become an introductory disciple of the Flower Sect! Huh, it's much easier than imagined. I guess there is also intrigue among the introductory disciples???" Wang Yi sat on the ground and thought to himself.
"Wang Yi has grown so fast. It's beyond my expectation. He hasn't used his full strength yet. Damn it, it's extremely difficult to kill him now. It seems I have to practice this more powerful secret skill!" Another
The disciple on the side also thought to himself, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"ah!"
Among the disciples, Ge Fang shouted loudly and rushed towards another disciple. The disciple was beaten to the point of retreat, but he still didn't want to give up. At this moment, the figure of the disciple named Diao flew quickly,
Flying past this disciple.
The sharp sword in his hand shone with a cold light and wiped out a trace of blood. Immediately afterwards, the disciple's whole body trembled violently, and a cavity of hot blood suddenly shot out from his neck, spreading all over his body, with an expression of disbelief.
