Yang Ye's face turned slightly serious. He would not look down on any opponent. What's more, the Lin Xiuran in front of him was still Zui Taoist's disciple. With Zui Taoist's strength and background, how could his apprentice's profound skills be any worse?
Heaven-level mystical skills may be impossible, but earth-level mid-level and high-level earth-level skills are extremely possible!
Taking a deep breath, Yang Ye took another step forward. The profound energy in his body began to boil in an instant, and then he said: "Come on, let me see what kind of mysterious skill it is that gives you such confidence!"
"Ha ha"
Lin Xiuran laughed loudly and laughed for a moment. Lin Xiuran suddenly moved his hands and formed a strange handprint on his chest. With this movement, wisps of white sword energy emerged from the hilt of the black ancient sword straight to the tip of the sword.
It shot away, but when the wisps of sword energy hit the tip of the sword, the wisps of sword energy stopped strangely, and then condensed into a white light group as big as a fist.
"Condensing the sword energy to the tip of the sword, a thousand sword energy becomes one." Looking at Lin Xiuran's movements on the competition stage, Qingyunzi on the palace wall said in a deep voice: "This is Zui Taoist's famous sword skill: Wuji Golden Light One
Jian, this Lin Xiuran is actually a disciple of Zui Taoist, it’s really surprising!”
"This sword skill is quite powerful, but I don't know how much power Lin Xiuran can exert!" Yuantong beside Qingyunzi said softly.
"Of course it's not bad. Although this infinite golden sword is a mid-level earth-level mysterious skill, its power is not weak at all. What's more, Lin Xiuran has also understood the meaning of the sword. Although he cannot use this mysterious skill
He should be able to perform 100%, but he should still be able to perform 70% to 80%, otherwise he would not have said such big words before!" Qingyunzi said calmly.
Yuantong smiled, and then said: "Now I want to see how Yang Ye will deal with it!"
The moment she saw Lin Xiuran perform his mysterious skills, Su Qingshi couldn't help but frown again, with a look of worry in her eyes. She didn't expect that the drunken master actually passed on his famous sword skills to
Lin Xiuran, this sword with infinite golden light ranks first among the Sword Sect's earth-level mystical skills in terms of power!
How should Yang Ye resist?
On the competition stage, in less than two breaths, the white light ball at the tip of Lin Xiuran's black ancient sword changed from the size of a fist to the size of an adult's head. The energy contained in the white light ball was extremely terrifying.
Because around the white light group, the space is constantly vibrating
Looking at the light ball at the tip of Lin Xiuran's ancient sword, Yang Ye's face became serious, because he could feel the terrifying energy contained in the light ball even from a distance of more than ten feet. It can be said that this Lin Xiuran used
This mysterious skill is the most terrifying one he has seen so far. Although he has not seen the explosion of this mysterious skill, his intuition tells him so!
After letting out a gentle breath, Yang Ye moved his wrist and inserted the Purple Spirit Sword into the ground beside him.
Seeing this scene, countless people in the field were stunned. What was Yang Ye going to do? Is he going to admit defeat?
After inserting the Purple Spirit Sword on the ground, Yang Ye slowly clenched his hands into fists, and the golden profound energy in his body surged toward his fists like a tide. With a soft sound of "Peng", the sleeves of Yang Ye's arms burst instantly.
, revealing Yang Ye's bronze arms. As the profound energy continued to pour in, veins like small snakes began to gradually appear on Yang Ye's arms! In less than a while, Yang Ye's arms were already covered with dense veins.
It looks very scary!
At a certain moment, Lin Xiuran's hands with strange handprints suddenly pushed forward: "Go!"
As soon as the words fell, the black ancient sword and the white light group as big as a human head shot towards Yang Ye at the speed of light. Wherever the black ancient sword and the white light group passed, the space was constantly being shaken, as if at any time
It was as if it was shattered, and its power was so terrifying that everyone below was shocked in their hearts!
Seeing this scene, Yang Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, shrank his fists back slightly, and after a moment, they suddenly blasted out.
"Dragon Breaking Fist!"
As Yang Ye's voice fell, a thunderous sound of air explosion suddenly sounded. Everyone was horrified. They looked towards Yang Ye's position and saw two golden energy fists suddenly appeared in front of Yang Ye.
The golden energy fists were like two cannonballs, one after the other, making blasts of energy and shooting towards the white light group and the black ancient sword!
The appearance of two golden fists of energy caused the air where the golden fists passed to be drained out in an instant, and the space began to become faintly distorted!
Seeing this mysterious skill performed by Yang Ye, the expressions of several big guys on the city wall immediately changed. Even Li Si and Na Bai Qi, who had always been the most indifferent, also changed their expressions!
Breaking Dragon Fist, this was King Zhou's famous secret skill back then! Of course, the reason why their faces changed was not because of this, but why Yang Ye knew King Zhou's Breaking Dragon Fist.
In the shocked eyes of countless people, two golden energy fists collided with the white light group. There was silence for a moment, and then
"boom!"
A shocking loud noise suddenly rang out in the field. Immediately, two fierce and unparalleled energies came into contact in the air, and they madly released their respective terrifying energies. Suddenly, a wave of terrifying air appeared out of thin air.
Over the square, whizzing past, over the entire competition stage, even the illusory air was blurred and distorted by the powerful collision of energy!
At this moment, Yang Ye and Lin Xiuran were shaken by the terrifying air wave and flew out immediately. Just as they flew out, they heard a "boom" and the competition platform collapsed again.
Seeing this scene, everyone was horrified. Was this created by a mysterious person in the Xiantian realm? Even a strong person in the King realm might not be able to create such terrifying power!
Among the ruins, Yang Ye and Lin Xiuran were lying on the ground motionless. Just when everyone was wondering who would win and who lost in this competition, Yang Ye, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stood up slowly.
Looking at the small cracks and wounds that had split open on his chest, Yang Ye took a breath and secretly said he was thankful that fortunately his physical body was strong, otherwise he would have been seriously injured in the face of the power of these two earth-level mysterious skills.
It took a long time. After moving a little, Yang Ye looked at Lin Xiuran, who was lying motionless on the ground in the distance, and then his eyes turned cold.
Without hesitation, with a move of his hand, the Purple Spirit Sword that had been knocked away by the air wave immediately flew into his hand, and then slowly walked towards Lin Xiuran.
Seeing this scene, Yu Heng's face on the city wall changed, his body moved, and he appeared in the ruins. However, just when he appeared in the ruins, Li Si and Bai Qi appeared in front of him at the same time.
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"Venerable Yu Heng, you should know the rules of Qing Yun Bang!" Li Si looked at Yu Heng and said.
Yu Heng glanced at Lin Xiuran lying on the ground, and then said: "He has been defeated. Yang Ye has won this competition!"
"He didn't admit defeat!" Li Si said quietly: "As long as he doesn't admit defeat, the competition will not be over. Of course, if you want Yang Ye to give up killing him, that's a different matter."
Hearing this, Yu Heng looked at Yang Ye and said: "Yang Ye, he doesn't have any deep grudge against you. There is no need for you to put him to death, right? You must know that he is a disciple of Master Zui. Kill him.
It won’t do you any good!”
"It won't do me any good if you don't kill him, right?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Ye's mouth, and he said: "Furthermore, Senior Yu Heng, I have warned you a long time ago that if you don't want Sword Sect to lose a genius,
Then I have to persuade him not to provoke me. However, he chose me first and wanted to kill me. I, Yang Ye, want to ask, why didn't you persuade him earlier? Or maybe, Lin Xiuran was allowed to kill me but not me
Yang Ye kill him?"
Hearing this, Yu Heng was speechless. At first, he had advised Lin Xiuran not to be hostile to Yang Ye, but unfortunately, Lin Xiuran did not listen to him. He was also a little annoyed about this. Although he was annoyed, Lin Xiuran could not die after all.
Yes.
Just when Yu Heng was about to say something, Yang Ye looked at Li Si and said, "Senior Li, can I continue the competition?"
Li Si took a deep look at Yang Ye, then turned to look at Yu Heng and said: "Venerable Yu Heng, I want to say this for the last time. Please leave quickly, otherwise I will be rude!"
Anger flashed in Yu Heng's eyes, but he had to choose to leave, because he knew that Li Si was not joking with him. Once Li Si and Bai Qi took action, with their strength, they would definitely defeat him
He fell in this place. And he died in vain. Not only would Jian Zong not avenge Yu Heng, he would also have to apologize to the Qin Empire and the other five major forces!
After taking a deep look at Yang Ye, Yu Heng moved and disappeared from the spot.
After Yu Heng left, Bai Qi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly looked at Yang Ye and said, "Boy, do you really want to kill him?"
Yang Ye smiled, then carried the Purple Spirit Sword and walked towards Lin Xiuran, who was lying on the ground in a coma. As he walked, he said, "Why don't you kill him? Will he be grateful to me if I don't kill him?"
"He is the disciple of Zui Taoist of Jian Zong, and you are also a disciple of Jian Zong. If you kill him, you will not only offend Zui Taoist, but also gain the reputation of being a fellow sect member. It is not worth it!" Bai Qi said.
"Reputation?" Yang Ye shook his head and said, "What's the use of this kind of thing? After all, my reputation is already so bad now, so what if I suffer a little bit more? It doesn't matter to me anyway! As for being drunk,
Taoist, I believe that a living genius is always more important than a dead genius!"
Hearing this, Bai Qi looked at Yang Ye, a flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and then said: "If you can survive under that Yuantong's hand, come to my blood killing camp, and I will protect you from death!"
Hearing Bai Qi's words, Li Si frowned slightly but said nothing.
Yang Ye raised his long sword, and the Purple Spirit Sword flashed past Lin Xiuran's neck. Lin Xiuran's head flew out immediately. After doing all this, Yang Ye suddenly turned to look at Bai Qi, and then said: "If I get