Lin Yun was thoughtful, no need to say more about Young Master Changji, he is a leader of evildoers cultivated by Qintian Academy and one of the Eight Young Masters.
Si Xueyi, the young man who forced himself into Yinfengjian in Qingyang Realm and then toasted him with a glass of wine at the Qiongtai Banquet.
Many years ago, he and Bai Lixuan were known as twin stars, equally famous.
I wonder what kind of strength this handsome and demon-like young man has now.
Lin Yun was quite concerned about this battle.
Whoosh!
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and Si Xueyi held a folding fan, like a fallen leaf, falling steadily on the battlefield.
He was dressed in a snow-white gown, with his long hair tied up high, and two free scarves floating around. He had bright eyes and white teeth, skin like snow, pink face and red lips, and a pair of eyes that glowed like stars, attracting countless eyes as soon as he landed on the ground.
.
In particular, the eyes of many women were almost completely attracted to him. This man was so handsome that even if he was a prostitute in the Qin Empire, he would be inferior to him.
"This guy looks like a woman."
Li Wuyou looked around. Many women stared at Si Xueyi's fiery eyes and made complaints.
Xinyan smiled slightly: "Women are not as beautiful as him. Junior brother, do you think he has a chance of winning? At the princess banquet, he only offered you a glass of wine. Although we are evenly matched, I feel that no matter his cultivation or talent,
, not much weaker than you."
This is true, and he even thinks highly of Lin Yun.
Lin Yun at the princess banquet was slightly inferior to Qi Si Xueyi in both strength and cultivation.
At that time, the opponent had obviously seen Lin Yun fight in many battles and was afraid of winning without using force, so he did not take action.
"What chance does he have of winning? I don't believe he can defeat Young Master like his elder brother. Besides, Changji's Young Master title is much richer than Young Master Ye, and he is undoubtedly much better than Young Master Ye."
Li Wuyou spoke quickly and expressed what many people were thinking.
Although Young Master Ye has the title of Young Master, he is ranked last, but Young Master Changji is different.
"Let's see and then talk."
Lin Yun did not dare to speak nonsense and did not say it clearly.
I actually looked at what Bai Lixuan said. This person had more dealings with Si Xueyi, so it might be more accurate to ask him.
But if I take the liberty to ask, I'm afraid I'll be asking for trouble.
Bang!
Another figure fell down on the battle platform, and the battle platform shook slightly. Master Changji appeared in front of everyone holding a black spear.
"This gun is called Xuanyou. It is a super-grade Xuanwei. Although it is not a treasured weapon, it has the same pressure as a treasured weapon. Brother Si, please be more careful."
Young Master Changji looked at the other party and introduced the mysterious weapon in his hand.
The Dragon Gate Competition was about to use a treasure weapon, but Xuan Bing couldn't help it. He was magnanimous and took the initiative to tell the opponent that the Xuan You Spear in his hand was not inferior to the treasure weapon.
"It doesn't matter, anyway, everyone in the world thinks that my defeat at your hands is just a matter of course. No one cares about what weapon you use, and I won't care either."
Si Xueyi shook her folding fan and laughed softly.
"I'm offended."
Young Master Changji was much more down-to-earth than outsiders imagined, and there was no hint of the Young Master's arrogance. As soon as he finished speaking, he shot him in the face.
Bang!
The cold light from the tip of the spear pierced the void and arrived in front of Si Xueyi in the blink of an eye.
A simple shot, but it contains a mountain-like pressure. It is extremely heavy. The power of a shot brings great pressure to people.
Si Xueyi smiled indifferently, folding the fan in her hand and
As soon as he closed it, he pinned the gun away like a thousand pounds.
Wow!
Young Master Changji held the spearman's left hand, pulled it back violently, and then stabbed it out like lightning. The moment he stabbed, he pulled his wrist down sharply, and the spear suddenly pressed down hard like a wild dragon.
Come down.
Si Xueyi raised an eyebrow and quietly avoided it.
Buzz!
The gun light struck the air, buzzing in mid-air, and erupted with an astonishing loud noise. It can be seen how heavy the blow was, but Master Changji casually mentioned that this gun, which was originally so powerful that it could break the mountain, was struck by him.
He lifted it up easily and swept out while taking advantage of the lingering power.
The old strength has not disappeared, but new true energy has been poured in. The current shot swept across, and it can be said to be extremely ferocious.
"What a handsome marksmanship..."
Lin Yun couldn't help but praise him.
This person's marksmanship, at a blink of an eye, is ordinary and nothing fancy. But in fact, he uses all his strength in every blow, and can fire another shot before the remaining power is dissipated, thus superimposing at least half of the power of the previous shot.
This continues in a continuous cycle.
The power is so great that sooner or later it will be so powerful that the opponent can be killed by force alone.
As expected, Young Master Changji's initial ordinary marksmanship on the battlefield became more and more terrifying. After ten moves, the coercion emanating from his body had already reached the Zi Mansion, and the storm-like offensive was even more terrifying.
Some people can't get up by kicking them.
After three more moves, Changji's Xuanyou Spear had reached an appalling level.
Seeing that Si Xueyi could not avoid the shot, a smile appeared on his face. When the Xuanyou Spear was about to hit him, he rose out of the air and landed steadily on the tip of the spear.
Such a dangerous scene immediately caused bursts of exclamations from the audience, which was surprising.
If this was even half a minute slower, he, Si Xueyi, would be turned into a pulp. And if he dared to fall on the opponent's spear, he would still be dead after Changji knocked him down.
Rub rub rub rub!
But no one expected that Si Xueyi, who was on the tip of the spear, smiled, spread out his hands, and kept running with the tip of the spear.
Changji's expression changed slightly, his figure was retreating, and his wrists were shaking crazily.
Rumble!
For a moment, this mysterious spear was like a volcanic eruption, surging. But Si Xueyi, who was walking among it, had an erratic figure, holding a folding fan, and never fell down. No matter how the spear swung, he was moving little by little.
walked forward.
"fall!"
Changji shouted loudly, and made a decision calmly. His figure flashed, he held the handle of the gun with his right hand and raised it sharply.
Si Xueyi had to stay down, but the place where he landed was less than one step away from Changji.
Before the soles of his feet could completely fall down, he brought them together with a swipe sound and stabbed his throat like a sharp sword like lightning.
The dangerous scene immediately made everyone watching on tenterhooks and became completely nervous.
Wow!
Amidst the lightning and flint, Changji's expression did not change, he held the spear with both hands and started spinning it wildly in front of him.
Clang clang clang!
The spear spun like the wind, and the defense was watertight. No matter how fast and fierce Si Xueyi's attack was, it was still unable to penetrate.
On the contrary, it was Changji. As the Xuanyou Spear rotated, the aura that had fallen on his body soared to its peak again.
retreat!
Si Xueyi couldn't attack for a long time, so she tapped her toes on the ground and ran out like lightning.
"That's it for now!"
Chang Ji, who always remained calm, threw out the spear in his hand just when Si Xueyi decided to retreat.
boom!
The Xuanyou Spear, which had been spinning for a long time, contained true energy and momentum, which had reached an astonishing level. The moment Changji threw it, storms and clouds began to rise, and the sky and the earth were pale. The power of the single blow made the entire battle platform tremble.
It started to shake.
A loud roar echoed between the sky and the earth, and the tip of the spear pierced the void. Because of its speed, it sparked bright fireworks with the air.
This shot was shocking!
Si Xueyi, who had always had a relaxed smile on his face, now looked slightly more serious.
"The flying mirror under the moon, the clouds forming the sea tower!"
But at the critical moment, a turbulent river suddenly appeared. The river was vast and as quiet as a virgin.
The bright moon on the water is like a mirror in a fairy palace chasing the road, accompanied by the mist, looming among the buildings in Qiongtai.
The vision of heaven and earth... This is Si Xueyi’s martial spirit!
Even though it was not the first time he saw it, Lin Yun was still shocked in his heart. Martial spirits that can produce strange sounds have all become outstanding talents throughout the ages.
Whoops!
With the power of the vision, that earth-shattering shot was finally slowed down a little.
Si Xueyi stretched out his arms and rose into the sky from the fairy palace buildings above the water.
Bang!
When the spear fell to the ground, with a shocking loud noise, the space in all directions trembled. The river shattered suddenly, and Si Xueyi's visionary martial spirit suddenly appeared cracks in the vast river, and then completely dissipated. And the spear named Xuanyou
The tip of the spear completely failed to enter the battlefield, and the body of the spear trembled like a dragon.
But although the river water has dispersed, the bright moon is still there.
The bright moon is like a flying mirror. Under the moonlight, Si Xueyi is wearing a white shirt, her figure is hazy, and she is indescribably handsome and elegant.
call out!
Under the pure moonlight, the folding fan in his hand shot out like cold lightning.
Phew!
Changji, who wanted to step forward and pull out the Xuanyou Spear, suddenly fell down.
Bathed in the pale white moonlight, Si Xueyi fell from the sky and stepped on the body of the Xuanyou Spear that was trembling crazily like a dragon. The Xuanyou Spear was originally trembling crazily and violently like a dragon, causing the battle platform to shake violently.
The moment Si Xueyi landed on the ground, he immediately became quiet.
With long sleeves like clouds, Si Xueyi stretched out his hand, grasped the folding fan that flew towards him, and shook it gently. Si Xueyi was condescending, and his handsome face was so beautiful under the moonlight that people were intoxicated. He looked at the other person and whispered softly: "Changji
Young Master, the victory has been decided."
There was a hideous wound on Mr. Changji's chest, and blood was constantly overflowing.
This injury looks scary, but it is not fatal, but it is indeed defeated.
The strongest blow did not hurt the opponent at all, but made the opponent restrain his own weapon. It would be futile to continue fighting, and defeat would only happen sooner or later.
Changji took a deep look at the other person and said thoughtfully: "Give me the Xuanyou Spear. He doesn't like to be stepped on."
"Easy to say."
Si Xueyi smiled and flashed, her long sleeves flowing like clouds, and she flapped the folding fan in her hand.
Buzz!
The Xuanyou Spear broke out of the ground, like a bolt of lightning, flew out and landed in Master Changji's hand.
Glancing at the Xuanyou Spear, a look of unwillingness flashed through Changji's eyes. He glanced at the referee and said, "My skills are inferior to those of others, so I admit defeat."
Mr. Changji, who came down from the stage carrying a spear, looked a little lonely, but no one noticed.
Everyone's eyes fell on Si Xueyi, who was on the battlefield, dressed in white as snow, and as his name suggests, but more handsome than Fenghuaxueyue.