Chapter 272: The Holy Court’s banishment to immortality is well deserved
Si Xueyi held the Immortal Burial Sword and waved it with his backhand. The sword wind roared like thunder. He raised his eyes and said, "I'm not that good, but I can deal with you more than enough."
On the battlefield.
Si Xueyi was dressed in white, with a four-foot long sword showing its sharp edge, her long hair flying in the strong wind, and her eyes sparkling with cold light.
Damn it!
Bai Ting frowned, no longer as calm as before.
"Si Xueyi is a sword cultivator?"
"It's really strange. Si Xueyi has never used a sword."
"Can you beat Bai Ting with a sword? Bai Ting is one of the top ten swordsmen. Si Xueyi was beaten to death."
There was a lot of discussion in Qianqiu Square, and the debate was extremely fierce.
This scene really shocked many people. No one thought that Si Xueyi would face the enemy with a sword in the ranked battle.
Bai Ting twitched the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Are you worthy of using a sword in front of me?"
Si Xueyi said calmly: "Whether it is worthy or not, you will know later."
Bai Ting snorted coldly and used the Yanlong sword technique to kill him again.
boom!
The moment the sword light shined, the flames once again covered the entire battle platform, and a flame dragon circled around the sword and kept spinning.
Si Xueyi stood still and raised his hand with a sword, easily blocking the move.
Um?
A strange color flashed in Bai Ting's eyes. This sword had suppressed Si Xueyi before.
Come again!
Bai Ting's figure turned sharply, and with a bang, the flames rose up into a majestic and vast dragon shadow.
In the blink of an eye, he transformed into dozens of afterimages and fell towards Si Xueyi.
Clang Clang Clang!
Si Xueyi struck quickly, breaking every sword move of the opponent's afterimage.
In just a moment, the two exchanged dozens of moves again.
But unlike before, facing Si Xueyi's swordsmanship, Bai Ting did not get any advantage, but felt a little unable to hold on.
Because when Si Xueyi broke the move, his sword was always one step ahead of him, leaving several scars on his body.
Although it was not fatal, it still made Bai Ting extremely uncomfortable.
"Come again!"
After Bai Ting landed, he roared and prepared to launch another offensive.
Poof!
But as soon as he moved, a cold light burst out like lightning, frightening Bai Ting's face to change wildly.
Bang!
Amidst the loud noise, it was Si Xueyi's sword that knocked away the flame dragon on Bai Tingjian's body.
Whoosh!
Then he drew a sword with his backhand, and the Immortal Burial Sword cut off the flame dragon's head.
Hearing a bang, the flaming sword energy gathered on Bai Ting's body immediately dispersed.
Bai Ting was shocked. The moment he raised his head to look at Si Xueyi, his field of vision was immediately occupied by a cold light.
not good!
Bai Ting thought to himself and quickly stepped back.
But Si Xueyi's sword still left a terrible scar on his shoulder, and the sword was fast and cruel.
"Is it my turn?"
Si Xueyi's body bent slightly, and then the dragon's body exerted force.
The soles of his feet shook the ground into cracks, and his body was like an arrow, constantly piercing the air.
Si Xueyi arrived first and caught up with Bai Ting in mid-air.
"The wind is invisible!"
The force of Qilin Wind's sword then blossomed like endless fireworks, forcing Bai Ting to use all his strength and swing his sword wildly to deal with it.
Clang Clang Clang!
As the sword lights clashed, Bai Ting's figure retreated while letting out a shrill scream.
quick!
Si Xueyi's sword was too fast, as fast as a ghost, and Bai Ting couldn't handle it.
Every moment, wounds would be torn open on Bai Ting's body by the sword's edge. As the sword light was swung, blood kept splattering on Bai Ting's body.
Buzz!
Bai Ting finally fell to the ground. His body was covered in blood, but the scars on his bones were deeply visible.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he held his sword and wanted to fight back.
But as soon as he made a move, Si Xueyi's sword was drawn at ten times the speed, knocking him away with a bang.
Bai Ting turned his head involuntarily, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He was one of the top ten swordsmen, but his sword was actually knocked away by a person who practiced fists and kicks.
But at this moment he did not realize the seriousness of the matter.
When Bai Ting felt that his body seemed to become lighter, he suddenly woke up and saw a headless body on the platform.
His eyes widened and he glared angrily, his eyes full of unwillingness.
There was silence in Qianqiu Square, a deathly silence.
Bai Ting didn't see clearly what happened, but they saw it clearly.
With lightning speed, Si Xueyi swung upwards and knocked Bai Ting's sword away. Then, when Bai Ting turned his head, the sword light swept away and his head flew straight away.
There was no hesitation at all, and it was so cold that your heart almost jumped out of your chest.
Si Xueyi's expression on the stage remained unchanged at all, as if she had done similar things thousands of times.
Clang!!!
Until Si Xueyi sheathed her sword, the clear and loud sound of the sword woke everyone up.
Many people were trembling all over, shuddering and feeling chills on their backs.
Guyue Half-Saint on the referee team looked at Si Xueyi blankly. He opened his mouth wide and was unable to speak for a long time.
"Half Saint Gu Yue, it's time to declare that I have won."
Si Xueyi looked at him and warned him.
Guyue Half-Saint's mouth twitched, but he still didn't come back to his senses. Is this kid the reincarnation of the God of Death?
Before losing, he reminded the other party to give in as soon as possible.
I was slapped in the face.
Si Xueyi frowned, this half-saint seemed a little dazed.
He spoke again: "Can I leave?"
Only then did Gu Yue Half Saint wake up and loudly said: "Tianlin Peak Secretary Xueyi wins!"
He almost used all his strength to say the word "win", and boom, the word "win" immediately echoed crazily in Qianqiu Square.
Like bells in the morning and drums in the evening, it makes many people's minds buzz.
Gu Yue Semi-Saint's face showed a smile, and his eyes showed a look of relief. Xuan Ming really chose a good seedling.
He has a close relationship with Xuan Ming, and it is no lie.
I reminded Si Xueyi before that it was not that I looked down on him, but that I really cared about his safety.
Seeing that his swordsmanship was so superb that he even killed Bai Ting, one of the top ten swordsmen, there was nothing to worry about.
"Does Si Xueyi know swordsmanship?"
Ji Changkong looked at Feng Ziyu next to him in confusion. He really didn't understand how many tricks Si Xueyi had hidden in his hand.
Feng Ziyu was silent and had no time to talk to him.
She most likely guessed that it was related to the mythical jade slips, but she couldn't have imagined that Si Xueyi would be so advanced in such a short period of time.
But think about it again.
Si Xueyi promised that after completing the martial arts in the mythical jade slips, he would choose one suitable for Feng Ziyu and give it to her.
This swordsmanship is ridiculously strong and seems to be related to Qilin. How about I choose this swordsmanship?
wrong.
The swordsmanship is very strong, but Si Xueyi is even stronger.
I'd better listen to his arrangements, it's more reliable.
Ji Changkong asked anxiously: "Where am I talking to you? Si Xueyi knows swordsmanship? You and Si Xueyi went to Tianlai Peak together. You must know some inside stories, right?"
Feng Ziyu woke up with a start, but was not in a hurry to answer. He smiled slowly and said: "Want to know? Then go to Longyuan Pavilion with me honestly."
Ji Changkong gritted his teeth and said nothing, but he felt extremely uncomfortable.
He was crawling like ants all over his body, and it felt so uncomfortable to be touched.
He is now far more interested in Si Xueyi than Feng Ziyu, but it seems that the latter's relationship with Si Xueyi is far stronger than his.
The atmosphere on the Panlong Stone Pillar is very subtle.
Many Half-Saints did not speak, but their eyes lit up and they stared at Si Xueyi from a distance for a long time, unwilling to move away.
Feng Yuan Shengjun was also full of emotions at this moment, and his heart was filled with turmoil. The leader had really chosen a peerless evildoer.
"The Holy Court's banishment to immortality is well deserved."
After a long while, he spoke leisurely, with a solemn expression.
The Holy Lords of the Three Palaces were furious when they heard this, and they all stared at Feng Yuan Holy Lord, only to find that the latter was looking ahead and not looking at them at all.