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When Han Yi under the ring heard these words, his eyes fluctuated and he looked at Zheng Yi who was standing on the stage. Opposite Zheng Yi, a girl in a cyan skirt saluted him.
"Let's take action." Zheng Yi said coldly, and pulled out his sword. A wisp of blue mist flowed freely under the translucent sword.
Chen Qingyu naturally knows Zheng Yi's strength. How can she shake the ninth-ranked person in the university? However, the most important thing for her in a battle with Zheng Yi is to learn, not win.
She gathered all her spiritual power, pulled her bare hand to her waist, and a long green whip passed through the air, twitching the air and making an explosion.
In an instant, green spiritual power spread along the long whip. She waved her arms and the long whip went straight towards Zheng Yi.
Suddenly, the long whip seemed to have received a heavy blow in front of Zheng Yi, and it was shot directly backwards. Chen Qingyu hurriedly took a few steps back.
She gritted her teeth and made a seal with her left hand.
"Snake and vine bite."
The long whip started to dance, and vines grew out of the whip, covered with thorns, and those vines pounced on Zheng Yi like poisonous snakes.
Zheng Yi's expression remained unchanged, and he slashed out a sword casually. A huge blue sword light shot out. When it hit the vines, it collapsed into a burst of blue mist and spread. A layer of blue ice crystals appeared on the vines, and then spread quickly.
Come on, in less than a breath, all the vines were frozen and shattered in the next moment.
The girl's face turned pale, and the cold air invaded her body through the whip in her hand, raging endlessly.
"Pfft." She spat out a mouthful of blood, and a layer of white frost formed on her body, "I give up."
Han Yi's face showed no expression when he saw Zheng Yi defeating a monk from the late Ling Sect so effortlessly.
Zheng Yi, who was in the ring, suddenly turned to look at Han Yi: "Han Yi, I'm waiting for you in front. You will definitely lose this time."
"Idiot." Han Yi muttered and turned to look at other arenas.
In the direction of his gaze, Fang Yao's handprints changed, and powerful spiritual power surged out and turned into an amber giant sword.
"Yue Ling's Sword, cut."
Under the command of her sword, the huge spiritual sword trembled and shot out, cutting off the opponent's head.
The old student felt the power contained in the giant sword, and his face changed drastically. The giant ax in his hand struck out without hesitation, and his body also lit up with a strong amber aura. The blade of the giant ax struck the giant spiritual sword, but
His body was shattered and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Fang Yao's figure flashed and appeared in front of Lao Sheng, his sword finger stopped in front of Lao Sheng's throat.
"Protector Fang's Yue Ling Sword is getting more and more powerful. It seems that he has reached a great level of cultivation." The disciples of the Peacock Pavilion who were watching admired.
"Well, that's true. I wonder who is stronger or weaker between Protector Zheng and Protector Fang now?"
Han Yi heard the discussion of those disciples from a distance, and was thinking about something secretly. Is it a Dacheng-level spiritual skill? It seems that he has not spent time to practice the Thunder Breaking Heaven Sword recently.
In the entry stage, after breaking through the Spirit Sect, you can also practice the three types of killing techniques. It seems that after the end of the season, you should take some time to practice some spiritual skills.
"The next match is Han Yi versus Yue Hualing." The elder's voice came from the arena, and Han Yi came back to his senses and came to the arena.
"Junior Brother Han, please give me some advice." said the young man on the other side of the ring.
"Senior Brother Yue is serious, you and I should learn from each other."
Han Yi was still carrying the giant heavy sword on his back, and his every move seemed to carry an unspeakable aura of domineering, with no expression on his face.
At this time, Ji Xuanyou and an old disciple were fighting fiercely in the second arena. The opponent turned out to be Mo Ying, who had previously tied with Fang Xiaoyue, while Mu Fangyun encountered a disciple from the Peacock Pavilion in the fourth arena. , both of them showed no mercy, and the battle was extremely fierce.
Han Yi pulled out the Thunder Sky Sword, injected spiritual power into it, and the arcs of electricity pulsed, and the lightning flashed out.
"The power of thunder, this is the spiritual secret cultivated by the master of the palace." Yue Hualing saw the violent thunder attribute power of Lei Xiao Sword, and a trace of fanaticism flashed in his eyes. That was a high-level spiritual secret, and it was counted in the entire Ling Mansion. Of course, it was just this one. Of course, what he didn't know was that the Tianmu Curse Jue randomly placed in the Spirit Jue Hall was also a high-level spirit jutsu, but its harsh cultivation conditions led to this In the entire Ling Mansion, only Elder Mu and Zhao Tian can practice.
He drew his sword brazenly, and the flaming sword light shot out instantly, slashing towards Han Yi's head. Han Yi swung the sword casually, thunder light rose on the sword blade, and the flaming sword light exploded.
Whoa, Yue Hualing appeared in front of Han Yi in a flash, and his speed shocked many onlookers. He slashed at Han Yi's head, and Han Yi reacted quickly, slashing in the opposite direction, boom, slashing with one slash. When they hit each other, the power of fire and the power of thunder collided and exploded.
The two actually started a close fight in the ring. Yue Hualing's sword skills were violent and ferocious. With the power of fire, the power of each sword was extremely terrifying. However, Han Yi's sword skills were agile and fast, and each sword contained a powerful force. With extremely strong power, the lightning burst out one after another, shattering the flames coming from the long knife.
At a certain moment, Yue Hualing's figure was flying, his speed doubled with every step he took, and his figure was like a shadow, making it difficult to catch.
"Nine steps of flying spirit." An elder in the stands murmured after seeing Yue Hualing's movement.
"It seems that Han Yi is in trouble." An elder said.
"So Elder Yu is more optimistic about Yue Hualing." Elder Zhao's eyes flashed slightly as he rushed back from Huayun City.
"Yes, as long as you reach the ninth step of the Feiling Nine Steps, the explosive speed will be as fast as that of a spiritual monk. When the time comes, Han Yi will not be able to follow Yue Hualing, so how can he resist his attack?" Elder Yu said.
"Oh, I'm more optimistic about Han Yi. He carries a heavy sword on his back, but he can still match Yue Hualing's current speed. Once he takes off the heavy sword, his speed will definitely be even more terrifying. It's hard to say whether he will win or lose."
"Based on the weight of the sword, the heavy sword should only weigh about 10,000 kilograms. Even if the speed of taking down Han Yi is not increased much, how can it be compared with Yue Hualing's Feiling Nine Steps?" Elder Yu disagreed.
Ten thousand kilograms, hehe, that sword weighs more than one hundred thousand kilograms, and even I can't use it. Elder Zhao thought in his heart and said.
"How about we make a bet?"
"Bet, what does Elder Zhao want to bet on?"
"Let's bet ten earth spirit pills." Elder Zhao said casually.
Ten earth spirit pills were only their cultivation resources for a month. Elder Yu pondered for a moment and then agreed.
The two of them turned to look at the arena where Han Yi and Yue Hualing were. At this time, Yue Hualing's Feiling Nine Steps had reached the sixth step. It was so fast that every move left a clear afterimage, and Han Yi's figure It gradually slowed down and seemed to be unable to keep up with his speed.
"Fei Ling Seven Steps." Yue Hualing shouted loudly, took the seventh step, and his figure became blurred and completely disappeared from the sight of the surrounding disciples.
Han Yi's expression changed, and he felt a sharp breath coming towards his face, stinging his skin. With Han Yi's physical body, that breath could actually make him feel pain, which was extraordinary.
"Glimpse." He flew back, his speed was like lightning, and split into three. In each of the three corners of the arena, stood a Han Yi holding a giant tower.
"Fei Ling Nine Steps, I wonder if Senior Brother Yue has reached the stage of perfecting the Nine Steps?"
"Junior Brother Han will know in a moment." Yue Hualing smiled, took another step, and a sword light slashed horizontally. Three Han Yi rushed out at the same time, and the giant tower fell without any fancy, and the white sword light and the sword light matched each other. After the collision, the sword light shattered instantly, and the three sword lights flew towards Yue Hualing at an undiminished speed.
"Open." Yue Hualing flew forward to meet him, slashed out with his long sword in the opposite direction, and with a bang, an extremely strong force surged from the sword light. His energy and blood surged, and he shot back.
The long sword shook violently, the sword light exploded in the air, and the remaining two sword lights shot out one after another.
"Cross knife slash."
Yue Hualing's face turned pale, and he slashed out a cross without hesitation. The two sword lights tore it into pieces with the light of his sword, and then he rushed towards Han Yi with unabated force.
"One sword conquers the mountain."
The three Han Yis merged into one, and the giant tower stirred the surrounding air. The strong wind swept through like a violent tide. Feeling the power in those strong winds, Yue Hualing's expression changed greatly. It was just that the strong wind stirred up was so powerful. It can be imagined that What kind of terrifying power is contained in Han Yi's sword.
"Nine Steps of Feiling." He no longer dared to hide, and his physical and spiritual skills were pushed to the extreme, and the whole person disappeared from everyone's sight, as if he had evaporated from the world.
"Perfect Feiling Nine Steps." Elder Yu from the audience showed a smile, "It seems that Han Yi is going to lose."
"It's too early to draw a conclusion now." Elder Zhao was there. He knew about Han Yi's gathering of the Eye of Insight. Fei Ling Jiu Bu couldn't hide it under the Eye of Insight.
Silver light appeared in Han Yi's eyes in the ring, and everything around him suddenly appeared clearly in his mind. Yue Hualing moved around the edge of the ring at an almost terrifying speed, but now in his eyes, it was being slowed down. .
"Found it." A smile appeared on his lips, he turned his wrist, raised his sword and slashed it in a certain direction, "One sword can conquer the mountains."
Boom, suddenly a terrible coercion fell from the sky, acting on Yue Hualing. His movements froze, and a sword light of more than two hundred meters in size was reflected in his eyes, with a look of horror on his face.
"Cut with a domineering sword."
Yue Hualing quickly calmed down, and poured all his spiritual energy into the long sword, slashing from below. Buzz, a huge sword light rose up from the ground, like a towering tree emerging from the ground.
The next moment, the two attacks collided with each other, invisible ripples spread from the place of collision, and the formation light screen shook violently. However, the sword light only lasted for half a breath, and collapsed under the sword light.
The sword light lost its resistance and cut down in an instant. With a bang, gravel flew. When the smoke and dust dispersed, the onlookers took a breath of cold air. At this moment, half of the ring disappeared, and the remaining half was covered with cracks, as if it would collapse at any time. .