Watching the battle between Yang Ye and Li Xianjun on the stage, a look of worry flashed in Murong Yao's eyes below the stage. She has personally experienced Li Xianjun's strength. Since Li Xianjun was able to leave safely, she already knew that she was no match for Li Xianjun. It should be said that the gap between her and Li Xianjun is still a little big!
As for Yang Ye's strength, she only knows about Yang Ye's strength, but she has no idea how strong it is. Therefore, she is a little worried about the battle between Li Xianjun and Yang Ye.
Somewhere under the No. 9 competition stage, Wen Renyue from Baihua Palace looked at Yang Ye and Li Xianjun on the stage and said, "Leng Xinran, you are absolutely sure which of them will live and who will die?"
Standing beside Wen Renyue, Leng Xinran pondered for a moment and said, "Both of them are strong!"
Wen Renyue nodded and said: "I have played against Yang Ye, he is very strong, and Li Xianjun, since his status is above the Shura who has realized the killing intent, he must not be a fuel-efficient lamp. . The two are now touching each other, and this battle has been fought!"
"Have you played against Yang Ye?" Leng Xinran asked.
Wen Renyue nodded and said, "He is very strong and mysterious. I have no certainty that I will win against him!"
Thinking of the strength Yang Ye showed at the beginning, Leng Xinran nodded in agreement, and then, without saying a word, looked at Yang Ye on the ring, but she remembered that Yang Ye still owed her two Ice Spirit Fruits!
On the palace wall, where no one could see, watching the battle between Yang Ye and Li Xianjun under the stage, Su Qingshi's eyes also showed worry. On the other hand, Kugu, who was not far from her side, had a calm expression on his face, with a faint smile on his face, as if Li Xianjun would definitely win.
For the fairness of the competition, the seniors of the profound practitioners who participated in the Qingyun Ranking were not allowed to appear in the arena. They could only stand in this place to watch the competition, because it had happened before that the seniors of the division forced their disciples to die in order to prevent them from dying. meddling in the game. Therefore, since then, the Great Qin Empire has specially arranged such a place for these seniors!
"Brother Yuheng, the strength of Yang Ye, your sword sect, is really good, but compared with this Li Xianjun, it is still a little worse. You must know that this Li Xianjun is already at the peak of the ninth-grade Xiantian at this time!" Yuan Qing Yunzi of the door looked at Yang Ye and Li Xianjun on the competition stage and smiled lightly.
Yu Heng said in a low voice: "Brother Qingyun should know that for a monster like them, the gap between a few ranks is nothing at all."
"Really?" Qing Yunzi smiled lightly, and then said: "Then let's wait and see to see if this year's Qingyun list is Jian Zongsheng or Guizongsheng."
Yuheng didn't speak, and there was a flash of worry in the depths of his eyes. He was not worried about life and death, but worried about what Jianzong would do if Yang Ye was defeated? You must know that at this time, Jianzong really needs someone to break into the top 30 and fight for more city places for Jianzong. Otherwise, Jianzong's situation in the next few years will be extremely embarrassing!
Although the dry bone on the side was calm, his heart was not calm at this time. In the Qingyun Mountains, the Ghost Sect had already lost Shura and another disciple, so Li Xianjun at this time was particularly important. If Li Xianjun wins, the Sword Sect will decline more and more in the future this year, which is of course a good thing for the Ghost Sect!
But if Li Xianjun loses, the ghost sect will become more and more declining in the next few years, because at this time, only Li Xianjun will compete in the ghost sect. If Li Xianjun loses, it means that the ghost sect will not only lose a super genius, In the next few years, the Ghost Sect will be like the Sword Sect today, with no one outside!
Therefore, whether it is against the Sword Sect or the Ghost Sect, this battle is very important, and neither can afford to lose!
"Peng!"
On the competition stage, there was a sudden loud noise, and then Yang Ye and Li Xianjun separated.
Holding the Purple Spirit Sword and looking at Li Xianjun on the opposite side, Yang Ye's face was slightly solemn. I have to say that the strength of Li Xianjun in front of him is indeed strong. The opponent's combat response and his own strength are extremely strong, especially the strange one in Li Xianjun's hand. The black sickle made him a little jealous. If it wasn't for the Purple Spirit Sword, which was once a Taoist weapon, I am afraid that the Purple Spirit Sword would have been destroyed by this black sickle at this time!
At this time, Li Xianjun also had a solemn expression on his face, and there was no smile on his face. Since he fought against Yang Ye, he knew that he seemed to underestimate the Yang Ye who understood the sword intent in front of him. Because before Yang Ye didn't show his sword intent, he was on a par with him!
Taking a breath, Li Xianjun waved casually, the black sickle cut through the air, and pointed directly at Yang Ye, who was on the opposite side, and said, "Show your full strength, or you will have no chance!"
Yang Ye didn't talk nonsense. He slammed his right foot on the ground. With the help of the force from the ground, his body was like a cannonball, and he shot towards Li Xianjun. On the way, when his wrist moved, a golden light flashed, and a golden sword qi took the lead. It shot out and came to Li Xianjun in an instant!
Seeing the golden sword qi rushing towards him, Li Xianjun snorted coldly, swiped the black sickle lightly in his hand, and only heard the sound of "chi", Yang Ye's golden sword qi was instantly divided into two. However, at this moment, Li Xianjun's face suddenly changed, and then he turned his wrist and blocked the black sickle in front of him!
"clang!"
Li Xianjun's black sickle just blocked in front of him, and the purple spirit sword in Yang Ye's hand hit his sickle. The huge force made Li Xianjun's body suddenly retreat a few steps.
With one sword, Li Xianjun was repelled, but Yang Ye didn't stop his hand. He performed the hurricane step and came to Li Xianjun again in an instant. Then he turned his wrist, and the Purple Spirit Sword quickly swung.
Yang Ye's sword speed is not as fast as Murong Yao's, but Murong Yao's power is not as strong as Yang Ye's. Every time Yang Ye slashes on Li Xianjun's sickle, there will be a loud noise in the field, and then Li Xianjun is It will take a few steps backwards.
At this time, Yang Ye's attack was like a violent storm, crushing Li Xianjun to death, and seeing everyone in the audience was extremely shocked.
"What a powerful force!"
Seeing that Yang Ye's every strike made Li Xianjun go backwards, the cold heart of Bingxue Palace was a little shocked.
Wen Renyue, who was beside her, nodded in agreement. She had experienced Yang Ye's power at the beginning, but at that time, Yang Ye's power was not as strong as it is now. Obviously, in the Qingyun Mountains, Yang Ye's physical body The power has definitely increased again.
On the side of ring number 1, Qin Youran glanced at ring number 9, then closed his eyes and stopped watching. For him, his opponent was Yuan Tong, and the only people who could make him face up to him were the two girls from Baihua Palace and Ice Snow Palace. The Yang Ye and Li Xianjun of the Ghost Sect in front of him may be considered good in the eyes of others, but in Qin Youran's eyes, it is still not enough!
"I didn't expect this Yang Ye to be so powerful, that he could hold down Li Xianjun and beat him!" A profound practitioner said in shock at the stage of the competition.
"It's just a warm-up now. The real good show is yet to come. Let's wait and see to see if the Sword Sect loses or the Ghost Sect loses this time!"
"… "
On the ninth competition stage, Li Xianjun had already retreated to the edge of the competition stage. If he retreated a few feet, he would have to admit defeat. Of course he wouldn't just admit defeat!
"Peng!"
He was taken a few steps back by Yang Ye's sword, and when Yang Ye came to Li Xianjun again, Li Xianjun did not block with the sickle in his hand, but shouted: "Blood Shadow Step!"
After the words fell, Li Xianjun's body suddenly disappeared in place, dodged a distance to the right, and then the sickle in his hand hooked towards Yang Ye's head with a piercing sound of breaking wind.
Feeling the attack of the sickle, Yang Ye's face remained the same, he made a wrong step, escaped the sickle, and then slashed the purple spirit sword in his hand towards Li Xianjun's abdomen. However, at this time, Li Xianjun disappeared again strangely, appeared on the left of Yang Ye, and then the sickle suddenly came to the top of Yang Ye's head.
This time, Yang Ye's face changed slightly, the opponent's movement was so strange, and he didn't have time to think about anything else, and now the purple spirit in his hand blocked it!
"clang!"
There was a sound of gold and iron fighting in the field again.
While blocking Li Xianjun's sickle, Yang Ye's left hand did not point the sword. With a slight movement, a golden sword energy shot out at Li Xianjun.
Li Xianjun's face changed and his figure flashed, but it was still a little late, and the golden sword energy passed through his left shoulder.
Seeing this scene, the audience exclaimed!
On the other hand, the dry bones standing on the city gate's face sank. He didn't expect that Li Xianjun would be the first to be injured, but fortunately, this is not fatal, but this Yang Ye does not seem to be as weak as he thought before. what!
Su Qingshi and Yuheng on the side were overjoyed. Li Xianjun's injury gave them hope of victory.