When Yi Xifeng and Sword Spirit saw such a powerful move, they couldn't help but feel eager to fight. He held the Night Sword Hanxing in his hand, and after holding a sword flower, he used the Eight Directions Sword Curtain. In an instant, countless sword gangs were arranged staggered to form a
A net, and then suddenly tightened, leaving no gaps between them, just like a wall.
This was the advanced version of the Bafang Sword Curtain that Yi Xifeng had improvised. It was just used to resist this move. Yan Xiaoqing's golden light waves rushed towards him, like majestic waves, "bang"
There was a slap on the sword curtain, and the wall-like sword curtain did not move at all.
Yan Xiaoqing looked stern, and activated the long sword again. The momentum of the golden light wave was even stronger, hitting the wall again and again, but failed to break through it. He had already said what he said before, but now this is the scene.
I couldn't help but feel that I had lost my face, and my sickly fair complexion was already rosy.
"This Yi Xifeng is really not easy. You said that with just this one move, how many of our disciples can block it calmly?"
"What exactly has he gone through in the past five months? His strength has improved so much. I think he is above Senior Brother Yan."
"Do you think if he continues to cultivate according to his talent, will he surpass Senior Brother Miao one day?"
Medicine Master Miao listened to everyone's discussion, calm on the surface, but in his heart he hated Yi Xifeng. He glanced quietly and found that Ye Jingshu also had a look of admiration, and the hatred in his heart couldn't help but become more serious. No matter what he had said about this person before
How does it feel, but after what happened today, this person has become a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh.
"Look, Senior Brother Yan seems to be attacking again!"
Seeing that this move could not defeat the opponent, Yan Xiaoqing stopped emitting true energy, but the golden light did not dissipate and continued to attack the sword screen. After all, the true energy he emitted just now was enough for dozens of more attacks.
"Yi Xifeng, I have to admit your strength." Yan Xiaoqing said with a helpless smile, "You are now qualified to be my opponent. If your ability is not limited to this, then try my skill again."
Recruit!"
"Come on!"
Yan Xiaoqing jumped forward, twirled her sword, and shouted: "Big waves wash over the sand!"
I saw him slashing several swords in succession, but unlike Yi Xifeng, what he slashed was neither sword light nor sword gang, but the same golden light waves as before. The speed of these light waves was extremely fast, and they gathered in an instant.
Together, they rush towards the sword curtain, which can be said to complete the combined attack with the previous "turbulent waves".
Everyone widened their eyes and looked at this moment expectantly. At this time, everyone in the field no longer supported Yan Xiaoqing unilaterally. Many people were impressed by Yi Xifeng's strength, so they still hoped that he could block this.
attack, or based on his previous performance, I feel that he will be able to block this attack with a high probability.
There was a "clang", and the result was unexpected. The combined attack of the two sword moves shattered the sword curtain in an instant. After all, it had withstood a storm before, and the golden light wave rushed away. Seeing that Yi Xifeng was about to be injured,
Everyone took a breath of cold air. Unexpectedly, when they were so close, Yi Xifeng's figure flashed and disappeared.
"Over there!"
I saw that Yi Xifeng had appeared ten steps away. In fact, due to his body movement, most of the disciples in the field could not see clearly. Just now he just tiptoed and jumped back to distance himself.
"Senior Brother Yan, my move is very similar to yours, so be careful!"
He pointed the Night Sword Hanxing at the golden light wave, and then shouted: "A Thousand Miles of Rivers!"
In an instant, I saw countless sword beams shooting out from the sword, surging like a raging sea, no less than a stormy sea, rushing towards the golden light wave, and soon collided with each other, and then exploded with a huge
The sound stirred up a wave of air, causing dust to rise on the field. Everyone was so fascinated that they couldn't open their eyes, and the sleeves of their robes were blown lightly.
There is such a large open space in front of the Daoxuan Palace. The Zhenwu Dao Palace is cleaned regularly, but Yi Xifeng chose the day before the cleaning date, so there was a lot of dust accumulated. When it suddenly stirred up, he could no longer see the other party clearly.
The figure appeared, and there was some dust in his eyes, so he couldn't help but blink.
Suddenly, a figure burst out of the dust. Without thinking, he knew it was Yan Xiaoqing. The reason why he was both internal and external made his movement speed surprisingly fast. This was also the reason why he was able to fight with Yi Xifeng for so long.
The latter hurriedly put up a defensive posture. If he guessed correctly, the final killing move was about to come.
As expected, Yan Xiaoqing's expression was cold, and he completed the attack almost in the blink of an eye, striking out with a mediocre sword. However, the momentum contained in this sword was no less than the previous two swords, and there was no sword.
Gang, without sword light, is just an ordinary sword.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Xiaoqing was approaching. Yi Xifeng knew what he was thinking, so he raised his sword and faced him. His inner energy was poured into Ye Jian Hanxing, and he slashed forward. The two swords collided with each other, and another blow came.
A wave of air surged, and the dust on the field became even more dense. No one could see clearly what was happening on the field.
Judging from Yan Xiaoqing's subsequent attack speed, the previous battle between Big Wave Taosha and Thousand Miles of River should have been a draw, otherwise he would not have been able to launch the attack so quickly.
The two of them fought against each other with swords, and their inner energy was continuously poured into the sword, while the leaked true energy slowly spread out, gradually forming an aura that enveloped them like a big bowl, and
This kind of head-on internal competition is far more dangerous than the previous sword fights.
White air gradually emitted from their heads, and their expressions gradually changed. Yan Xiaoqing, in particular, seemed to be out of breath and turned red from holding back. Yi Xifeng was much better, with big beads of sweat falling from both sides.
A person's forehead rolled down and his body was quickly wet with sweat. This was a competition between masters.
The pure Yang essence in Yan Xiaoqing's body surged. If he felt that he was evenly matched with the opponent at the beginning, now he was at a disadvantage. Moreover, he had a faint feeling that the internal energy skills practiced by the opponent were by no means only from the Zhenwu Dao Hall.
"Could it be that he has integrated martial arts?" A thought popped up in Yan Xiaoqing's mind, and she admired Yi Xifeng even more.
The air waves brought by the two people on the field kept raising dust. No one could see clearly what they were doing, and they couldn't hear anything. It seemed that they had never made a move. But what surprised them was that the dust never
It has not stopped. The internal struggle between the two at this time can be said to be like two waves emerging on the sea, beating each other, vowing to bury each other in the vast sea.
There were more and more beads of sweat on Yan Xiaoqing's forehead. He already felt that he was going to lose, but he was not willing to accept it. He simply poured the remaining true energy in his body into the sword, and he would lose with dignity even if he lost.