"Good physical defense. No wonder he was able to take a punch from me without being killed or injured. It's interesting!" On the city wall, Yuantong appeared behind Qingyunzi at some point. Looking at Yang Ye in the field, Yuantong laughed softly.
"Have you fought against him?" Qingyunzi glanced at Yuantong and asked.
Yuantong nodded and said with a smile: "There is no need to worry, Mr. Yun. Even if he understands the meaning of the sword and his physical body is comparable to a king-level mysterious beast, he is destined to be my stepping stone!" There was strong confidence in his tone.
Hearing this, Qingyunzi nodded. He was more or less aware of Yuantong's true strength. Although Yang Ye understood the sword's intention and his physical body was comparable to a king-level mysterious beast, as Yuantong said, he could only be
Yuantong's stepping stone. Except for Yang Ye, how could everyone else below be the same?
It can be said that the Southern Territory is destined to be the stage of Yuantong and Yuanmen in the next thousand years!
On the competition stage, Li Xianjun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then looked at Yang Ye, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said solemnly: "The physical defense is comparable to that of a king-level mysterious beast. I really underestimated you again!" Yang Ye's strength,
He always felt that he was similar to his junior brother, the dead Shura. However, after several battles, he found that the strength of the person in front of him who he had valued before was far beyond his estimation!
Yang Ye walked slowly towards Li Xianjun and said: "You have always underestimated me, including now, you still underestimate me, don't you?"
"Oh?" Li Xianjun raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems you have a stronger trump card. I really want to see it."
Yang Ye didn't speak anymore, and he used the Wind Step. With the blessing of the Wind Step and the Wind Boots, Yang Ye's speed reached the extreme in an instant, leaving an afterimage of his body on the spot, and his body instantly came to Li Xianjun's side.
In front of him, the Purple Spirit Sword in his hand slashed towards Li Xianjun like a violent storm.
He really wanted to use all his strength to deal with Li Xianjun, but he couldn't, because there were more powerful enemies behind him than Li Xianjun. If he exposed all his trump cards now, it would be more and more difficult for him to fight in the future, because everyone would be on guard.
He. What he wants is for Qin Youran from the Great Qin Empire, Yuantong from the Yuan Sect, and the two women from the Second Palace to despise him!
Only if they despise him will Yang Ye have a greater chance of winning the top spot on the Qingyun Ranking! On the contrary, if these people value him, then his next battle will become increasingly difficult!
On the competition stage, Yang Ye and Li Xianjun were going back and forth. The speed of their shots made countless people below dumbfounded, because countless people couldn't see clearly the moves of the two people. On the competition stage, there was only a continuous flow of gold.
The sound of iron fighting is ringing!
An hour later, Li Xianjun's clothes were in tatters, and there were countless dense sword marks on Li Xianjun's body. On the other hand, Yang Ye, although Yang Ye's clothes were also in tatters, there were no wounds on his body.
Obviously, Yang Ye has the upper hand after fighting for an hour!
Yang Ye's fighting style is a bit rogue. Yes, he has completely given up on defense now, and he and Li Xianjun are trading injuries for injuries. How can Li Xianjun's physical defense be as strong as his? So after the battle, Li Xianjun was injured all over his body, but he was
It's intact!
Looking at Yang Ye on the stage, countless mystics below, especially those on the ninth stage, all showed solemn expressions, because Yang Ye's physical defense was really too terrifying, and the one in the hands of Ghost Sect Li Xianjun
The sickle is at least an earth-level mysterious treasure. However, with the blessing of murderous intent, it cannot break through Yang Ye's skin. If they meet Yang Ye, they may not be able to kill Yang Ye even if he stands and kills them.
Die!
"Peng!"
The long sword and the sickle intersected, and Li Xianjun and Yang Ye were immediately separated.
Feeling blood all over his body, Li Xianjun took a deep breath, and then the profound energy in his body surged crazily. He slowly raised the black sickle, pointed it at Yang Ye, and said: "I have made many mistakes when I met you.
Wrong, but now I promise that I will never fail!" As he finished speaking, Li Xianjun closed his eyes slightly. At the same time, countless black air fell out of the air and instantly enveloped Li Xianjun. Among these black air,
There are countless blood threads flowing rapidly, which is extremely weird!
At this time, Li Xianjun was extremely aggrieved. Because he had fought with Yang Ye for so long, he was not only injured first, but was also firmly suppressed by Yang Ye. How could he, as the number one figure of the younger generation of the Ghost Sect, endure this? So,
He is not going to hold back anymore!
"This is the Ghost Sect's earth-level mid-level mysterious skill: Is the evil spirit overwhelming?" Qingyunzi looked at the ghost sect's withered bones on the palace wall and asked.
Hearing this, the expressions of Yu Heng and Su Qingshi of the Sword Sect changed. "The evil spirit is overwhelming." Of course they know this mysterious skill. This is a very famous mysterious skill of the Ghost Sect. Countless Sword Sect disciples have died.
In this mysterious skill, both of them looked worried at this time, because Jian Zong didn't seem to have given Yang Ye any earth-level mysterious skills.
In other words, what can Yang Ye use to counter this earth-level mid-level mysterious skill?
A smile appeared on the withered face for the first time, and he said: "This earth-level mid-level mystical skill is divided into nine levels, and the late emperor has already practiced to the seventh level. With some secret techniques, he can exert the power of this earth-level mystical skill.
Use 80% of the power. 80% of the power to deal with a person who only understands the first level of sword intention, haha."
Hearing Dry Bones' words, the worry in Su Qingshi's eyes became even stronger!
Caifeng from Baihua Palace had a sneer on her lips. She naturally didn't want Yang Ye to survive victoriously. It's best now! Of course, even if Yang Ye doesn't die in Li Xianjun's hands, he will die in Wen Renyue.
Or in the hands of Yuantong and Qin Youran. For her, it would be better if Yang Ye died as soon as possible!
On the competition stage, the black energy surrounding Li Xianjun became more and more intense. In less than a few breaths, the entire competition stage was surrounded by countless black energy, including countless blood threads like earthworms in the black energy.
It keeps moving back and forth, which is extremely weird.
Countless profound practitioners in the audience have already retreated at least ten feet, because the terrifying aura emanating from the overwhelming evil energy on the competition stage made them fearful and timid.
Looking at the scene that was like the end of the world, Yang Ye's face was solemn and his eyes narrowed slightly. He knew the power of earth-level mystical skills very well. The mystical skills used by Li Xianjun in front of him at this time were at least low-level earth-level, and even
A middle-grade earth-level person. Not only that, the red bloodshot threads in the black energy even made him feel a little palpitated.
Taking a deep breath, the mysterious energy in Yang Ye's body surged crazily. At this moment, he could not use his physical body to force him, because the earth-level mysterious skills could already destroy his physical body. Not to mention the earth in front of him.
The earth-level mystical skills are blessed by the murderous intention. You know, the power of the earth-level mystical skills blessed by the murderous intention is extremely terrifying!
As the profound energy in the body continued to surge, the Purple Spirit Sword in Yang Ye's hand suddenly burst out with a shining golden light, and then a crisp sword cry resounded in the field, and sword rays came from Yang Ye's Purple Spirit Sword.
The sword body keeps stretching and flashing, and occasionally the sword light will shoot out and hit the hard ground, and several bottomless black holes will appear on the ground!
"What kind of sword skill is he doing?" Qingyunzi asked with a frown on the palace wall.
Yuantong behind him shook his head and said: "The Sword Sect doesn't seem to have this kind of sword skill!"
After hearing the words of the two people, several people from Baihua Palace, Gui Sect and Ice and Snow Palace looked at Yu Heng and Su Qingshi of Sword Sect at the same time. As for what sword skills Yang Ye would use to fight against Li Xianjun of Gui Sect, they also
Curious. After all, the Sword Sect’s sword skills are famous all over the world!
Seeing everyone looking at him, Yu Heng smiled bitterly and shook his head. The Sword Sect seemed to have never taught Yang Ye any advanced sword skills. Therefore, at this time, he was also very curious about what sword skills Yang Ye would use to fight against the Ghost Sect.
Li Xianjun! You must know that what Li Xianjun performed was a middle-grade earth-level mysterious skill. How can you resist ordinary mysterious skills?
Not only on the walls of the palace, countless people looked at Yang Ye, wanting to see what earth-shattering sword skills Yang Ye was going to display!
Under the gaze of countless people, Yang Ye slowly closed his eyes, only the Purple Spirit Sword in his hand continued to tremble violently.
Seeing this scene, countless people were stunned. Is Yang Ye seeking death?
But at this moment, Li Xianjun on the competition stage took a step in the direction of Yang Ye. Looking at Yang Ye, Li Xianjun's face was filled with black energy, and his face was ferocious. At a certain moment, the profound energy in Li Xianjun's body surged out like a tide.
Then he raised his right hand, and the sickle in his hand quickly spun. As the sickle spun rapidly, the few strands of blood on the edge of the black sickle in Li Xianjun's hand shot towards Yang Ye first!
The speed of the bloodshot was extremely fast, like lightning. Everyone in the field could not see the trajectory of the bloodshot, and only heard a sharp and harsh sound!
Feeling the bloodshot coming from him, Yang Ye did not open his eyes. Instead, he held the sword with one hand and slashed forward. A golden sword energy shot out. The golden sword energy under the blessing of the sword was extremely powerful and extremely fast.
Hurry, everyone on the scene only saw a flash of sword light!
"boom!"
On the competition stage, a loud sound of energy suddenly came out, and then an invisible air wave suddenly spread in all directions. Wherever the air wave passed, the ground of the competition stage cracked instantly, and cracks as thick as an arm were directed toward
It spread quickly around.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the arena looked horrified. This power was really terrifying. This air wave alone was enough to kill many of them!
At this moment, countless people were shocked!
Seeing that the blood streaks were shattered by Yang Ye's sword energy, Li Xianjun's face instantly became ferocious, and then he shouted angrily, "Go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw countless strands of black energy on his body and on the competition stage quickly gathering together, forming an extremely huge python. The giant python formed by black energy was so huge that it covered the entire competition stage.
, countless black energy spurted out from the black giant python in all directions. Under the overwhelming cover of the black energy, everyone was suddenly frightened, as if they were facing the end of the world.
ps: First of all, thanks to Ziyi for the reward, I have a hero! Next, I have to say sorry, because starting from today, I can only update one chapter every day. As I write this, my brain is not enough, because
Too many characters appeared, and the things between Yang Ye and those forces and the Qin Empire made me very messy. In addition, there was little time. As a result, every time I write a chapter now, I have to think about it for a long time, and then I can start to straighten it out.
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In this regard, Qingluan could only say sorry, very sorry, especially for Ziyi, who rewarded me... and the last time I asked for more updates, not only did I not add more updates, but I also made less updates. I am really ashamed of myself, but if you ask me to push hard,
If you don't write a plot, you really can't do it... You can write a lot of nonsense and meaningless things that don't require too much thinking... but it's boring again.
In short, I'm really sorry. It's really difficult for me now. Please don't hit me, and don't criticize me. I also have Taiwanese classmates, don't call me brother... maybe I'm younger than you. I haven't graduated from junior high school.
Ziyi came out and said that you are a bit cynical. I think you are angry. Once you are out of society, you can feel that if a person is worthless, well, to be precise, he has no money, you will find that everyone looks down on him, including