When Su Qiye finished speaking, Ye Qiufeng's whole aura changed instantly.
The sea of qi in his body surged out with a lot of powerful spiritual power, shrouding Su Qiye.
"Sword power?" After Su Qiye felt it, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"You, a mere great martial artist, know the sword's power?" Ye Qiufeng was very surprised when he saw that Su Qiye could tell his sword's power at a glance.
"Only a mid-level swordsman." Su Qiye said with disdain.
Su Qiye's disdainful look immediately made Ye Qiufeng's face darken.
After all, he is also a powerful person in the ninth-level Wuzong realm and a genius of the first generation of Tianxuan Sect.
"Don't yell yet!" Ye Qiufeng said coldly, and the next moment he drew his sword and rushed out.
At the same time, he quickly slashed out a sword with his right hand, injecting spiritual power into the sword move and releasing it. This movement was extremely coherent and completed in one go.
Almost the moment he drew his sword, the sword move was already executed.
"What a fast sword!" Outside the martial arts arena, someone saw this scene and began to exclaim.
"It's so strong. Is this the strength of Ye Qiufeng, the top genius? With the speed of the sword, I probably would have died without even seeing the sword clearly." A monk sighed.
When Su Qiye faced that guy's sword attack, his eyes were calm, without any fluctuation.
He stepped back slightly and casually raised the Chixiao Sword in his right hand.
The red sword light bloomed like a ray of sunshine, and then there was a crisp sound of metal collision.
Ding!
Su Qiye raised his sword casually and easily blocked Ye Qiufeng's sword.
When Ye Qiufeng in the field saw this, his eyes narrowed, full of surprise.
Not to mention him, the smug smile on Ye Yuntian's face suddenly stopped when he saw this.
Originally, he thought that Su Qiye would lose, but as soon as the two sides took action, he realized that the situation seemed a bit different from what he had imagined.
"Isn't there something really good about this kid?" Ye Yuntian murmured.
When Lin Qingshan saw this scene, his eyes were full of joy and his breathing began to quicken.
Yi Tianxin's face was ugly and a bit ferocious.
Although both parties have just tried to test the situation, they have already seen many problems in their realm.
Su Qiye's move with the sword seemed careless, but it contained a lot of skills. This kind of skills can only be mastered if you have a deep understanding of the way of the sword.
Obviously, Ye Qiufeng did not master this skill.
After the sword strike, Su Qiye raised the corners of his mouth and said again: "You'd better go all out, otherwise you won't even have a chance."
Su Qiye looked contemptuous and did not take Ye Qiufeng into consideration.
This made Ye Qiufeng's face look very ugly. After all, he was also a genius of the first generation, but he was looked down upon by such a young man who was a latecomer to the sect.
No matter what he said, it was difficult for him to reduce the anger in his heart.
"Seeking death!" Ye Qiufeng roared angrily.
boom!
In an instant, the aura in his body fully bloomed, and the strength of the ninth-level Wuzong realm exploded in the field, with auras radiating everywhere.
All the disciples in the martial arts arena felt this powerful wave.
"So strong, Ye Qiufeng is going to really do it."
"As expected of a ninth-level martial arts master, with this kind of aura, I wouldn't even be able to stand."
Many monks exclaimed in surprise, and at the same time their eyes were full of surprise.
Because for them, Ye Qiufeng's strength means that they can win this bet.
So many people cheered loudly.
"Ye Qiufeng, come on!"
"Fuck Su Qiye to death!"
Many people were shouting there.
Jiang Qingyao's expression suddenly changed when she heard those words calling Su Qiye to death.
She also shouted at Su Qiye: "Brother, beat him to death!"
Su Qiye initially wanted to do it just for fun, but when he heard Jiang Qingyao yelling so angrily from the audience, he helplessly shook his head.
"Okay!" Su Qiye responded.
In the audience, many monks heard this and started talking.
"That little girl is too cruel, isn't she? She looks harmless, but she wants to beat Ye Qiufeng to death when she opens her mouth?"
"Yes, if she was not the disciple of the sect master, she would have been beaten long ago!"
"Forget it, just stop saying a few words. When the sect master hears it, we will all have to walk around without food."
Some people can only complain in private.
There is no way, Jiang Qingyao's backstage power is too strong, they can't afford to offend her.
In the field, after Su Qiye answered Jiang Qingyao, his whole expression changed.
"My sister asked me to kill you." Su Qiye said.
When Ye Qiufeng heard this, the disdain in his eyes became even stronger.
"Really? If you can, kill me!" Ye Qiufeng sneered, ready to activate the strongest sword technique.
But in the next moment, Su Qiye rushed over, and all the sword power in his body bloomed.
"Let you feel what the true power of the sword is!" Su Qiye said coldly.
boom!
A violent aura surged in, and Ye Qiufeng felt as if something exploded beside his ears.
At that moment, the whole person was under great pressure, as if he was carrying a huge mountain.
Even if Ye Qiufeng was in the ninth-level Wuzong realm, it was useless. He had difficulty moving and his whole body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.
At this time, Ye Qiufeng's expression completely changed. He now understood how powerful Su Qiye was.
Why does Ye Qingtian want to call Su Qiye brothers?
Just because he is in the Great Martial Master Realm, no, to be precise, the First Grade Martial Master Realm, he has the sword power of the Martial Master Realm.
In sword cultivator terms, Chu Feng is a strong sword master!
Ye Qiufeng, at most, has entered the Sword King realm!
The difference between the two is not even a little bit.
After being crushed by the sword, Ye Qiufeng was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, without any resistance.
Chi!
Su Qiye struck out with his sword.
A flash of red sun suddenly appeared, and among the more than a thousand Tianxuan Sect disciples present, many felt their eyes dazzling and subconsciously closed their eyes.
At the same time, they all felt that their ears were buzzing and they were deafened for a while!
When they opened their eyes again, Ye Qiufeng had been slashed out of the martial arts arena by Su Qiye's sword, and a sword mark appeared on his chest.
However, at that critical moment, Lin Qingshan took action and blocked the sword.
Therefore, Ye Qiufeng did not suffer much harm.
But the damage to this guy's soul was huge.
After Ye Qiufeng stabilized his body, he looked at Su Qiye in front of him, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
"No!" He shouted feebly, then vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted.
There was silence all over the martial arts arena, a deathly silence.
No one thought it would be such a result.
After Jiang Qingyao shouted, Su Qiye exploded and struck out with a sword comparable to the blazing sun, defeating Ye Qiufeng.
Yi Tianxin grabbed the chair behind him tightly, crushing the two armrests, and his eyes were as wide as copper bells.
His face was full of disbelief. He never expected that Su Qiye was so strong and actually defeated Ye Qiufeng.
Ye Yuntian even crushed the tea cup in his hand and almost fainted!
Thirty sacred artifacts!
Three Hundred Imperial Level Sword Techniques!
It’s over now!
It’s not even enough to lose all your family’s wealth!