On the Kun position arena, flames were steaming. Even though the elders of the Cangyun Sect blessed the arena with the defensive array secretly passed down by the ancestors to prevent the true energy from leaking out, the countless watching disciples around them still felt the overwhelming heat waves. It spread out on the ring, and everyone changed their colors. I really don’t know how strong the pressure was on Yun Qiyou, who was facing this move alone.
Taoist Chi Yan is definitely one of the top three masters in the Cangyun Sect. This young man, Xiao Wu, studied under Taoist Chi Yan. Although his teachings and practices are far inferior to those of his elder brother Zhao Wuji, the fire magic weapon has always been the best among the magic weapons with many attributes. It is famous for its powerful attack power.
He activated the Thousand Sword Style with one move, and not to mention the power, the magnificent scene alone was enough to make people jaw-dropping. The thousands of people watching the battle were almost all junior disciples of the Cangyun Sect. With such a powerful fire spell, many young disciples suddenly began to worry about their dream lover Yun Qiyou.
On the ring, Yun Qiyou stood expressionless, alone, facing the monstrous flames and the countless rapidly condensing flame swords.
The violent air waves rolled around Yun Qiyou's black hair and snow-white clothes, and there were thousands of flaming air swords densely packed in the sky, but Yun Qiyou didn't seem to be worried and remained calm.
When she saw that Xiao Wu had condensed the number of Qi swords to the limit, this beautiful woman in white clothes finally moved, like the arrogant Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl, running against the sky.
But she still didn't pull out the Chen-Zhan Divine Sword in her hand!
Seeing Yun Qiyou flying up, Xiao Wu, who was controlling countless flaming swords and huge fire walls in mid-air, finally activated the sword array and launched an attack.
Facing the countless flaming air swords that filled the sky and covered the ground like locusts and rainstorms, Yun Qiyou not only did not dodge, but instead rushed straight towards the countless flaming air swords.
At this moment, it seemed as if time had stopped.
At this moment, it seemed as if the whole world was moved by it.
Everyone's eyes were focused on that thin and graceful woman. She was like an ant, trying to shake the world.
The wind was blowing, and the sharp wind was as sharp as a knife, carrying heat waves that burned the skin. Yun Qiyou was under the attention of everyone, and his long sword was pointed at the sky in an instant!
Pointing to the wall of flames that towered over the arena.
The dust-cutting divine sword was still unsheathed, and the brilliant and dazzling white light was shining like thousands of white fireworks blooming at the same moment.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Countless white sword lights suddenly poured out from the scabbard of the Zhanchen Divine Sword like rushing white waves.
There were thousands of densely packed white qi swords in the blink of an eye, many times more than the flaming qi swords that Xiao Wu spent a long time to activate.
The Eight Forms of Divine Sword, the Seventh Form, and the Ten Thousand Swords Form!
In mid-air, an extremely large number of white air swords and densely packed flame air swords collided with each other. The roar was loud and deafening. A light curtain like water waves suddenly appeared around the arena, shaking the arena and stirring up the true energy. He was firmly under control in the arena. Without the protection of this defensive array, these thick and surging true energy would shoot out randomly, and the young disciples watching the battle would probably suffer greatly.
In the blink of an eye, the flaming swords that filled the sky just now were completely broken by the white sword rain. Countless broken flaming swords turned into dots of fireballs and fell from the sky.
In mid-air, Xiao Wu's expression changed drastically. He wanted to condense more flame swords from the wall of flames to block the white swords urged by Yun Qiyou, but it was too late.
The two men were very different in their moral conduct. In an instant, Yun Qiyou, who was going up against the sky, turned the divine sword in his hand upside down. The white air swords in the sky were whizzing through the air, and they all pierced into the sky and the hanging flame.
wall.
Boom!
Violent roars resounded throughout the world. Although the wall of flames was supported by Xiao Wu's true energy, it did not last for half a stick of incense before the wall of flames shattered.
Xiao Wu groaned in mid-air and fell from the sky onto the ring. Before he could get up, he spit out a mouthful of blood.
Yun Qiyou, who was fluttering in white, slowly landed on the ring again, looking at the injured Xiao Wu expressionlessly.
It wasn't until this moment that the crowd watching the battle reacted and burst into louder cheers.
Ye Xiaochuan was amazed. Yun Qiyou's Taoism was so high that it was simply outrageous. Against Xiao Wu, a master of the sixth level of soul, not only did he not draw out the magic weapon, but he also defeated Xiao Wu with just one move.
It's really unfathomable.
Xiaochi beside him opened his mouth wide and looked at the fight in front of him in disbelief. For a long time, Xiaochi trembled amidst the cheers of everyone.
With lingering fear on her face, she stuck out her tongue and said, "It's so powerful! This woman is so powerful! Even if I put ten of them together, I can't beat her!"
An elder walked up and carried him up, and glanced at Xiao Wu, who stood up tremblingly, holding an immortal sword in his hand, and then at Yun Qiyou, who had an expressionless face.
He said calmly to Yun Qiyou: "You win."
As soon as he said this, two disciples Yu Kong flew onto the ring and helped the injured Xiao Wu down.
Yun Qiyou didn't say a word, turned his head silently, and walked down the steps of the arena step by step. The crowd around him couldn't help but separate a path.
In front of the main hall, all the senior elders were discussing Yun Qiyou's move just now.
Although that move was only the eighth form of the Cangyun Sect's Divine Sword, these senior masters had profound experience and naturally saw that Yun Qiyou had activated thousands of sword lights in just an instant. This practice was simply terrifying.
I don't know how many times better than my opponent Xiao Wu.
Fairy Liubo smiled and said: "What a powerful woman. Could it be that this woman is the Lingbing Fairy Yun Qiyou who is now famous all over the world under Senior Sister Jingshui?"
Master Jingshui nodded slightly.
The two masters, Jingxuan and Jingshui, were already well-known as strange women three hundred years ago, but without exception, they both chose to become a monk.
Master Jingshui looks to be about the same age as Master Jingxuan, around forty, but in fact she is nearly four hundred years old, which is evident in her conduct.
She said: "Senior Sister Liubo, she is just my little disciple Qiyou. She is young and still needs a lot of training."
Fairy Liubo smiled slightly and said: "Senior Sister Jingshui, don't be humble. When we were her age, our moral conduct was not as high as hers. It's really amazing!"
Suddenly, the nine-tailed fox demon boy next to her said: "The sword in her hand is the Nine-Tailed Divine Weapon Zhanchen, right?"
As soon as these words came out, the elders of the Cangyun Sect had no reaction, but the other elders from outside the clan all looked horrified, obviously knowing Zhan Chen's name.
Su Xiaoyan said: "Zhan Chen? Could it be Zhan Chen, one of the three great magic weapons of Cangyun Sect? No wonder the sword is so powerful without unsheathing it! If the sword is unsheathed, its power is not heaven-defying?"
Yu Jizi smiled faintly, glanced at Yao Xiaofu, and said: "Senior Xiaofu has really good eyesight. Yes, it is the Divine Sword that cuts the dust."
