"It's a good physical defense, it's no wonder that he was able to take me a punch without dying or hurting. It's interesting!" Above the city wall, Yuan Tong appeared behind Qing Yunzi at some point. Looking at Yang Ye in the field, Yuan Tong laughed softly.
"Have you played against him?" Qing Yunzi glanced at Yuan Tong and asked.
Yuan Tong nodded and said with a smile: "Old Yun don't need to worry, even if he understands the sword intent and his body is comparable to a king-rank profound beast, he is destined to be my stepping stone!" There was strong confidence in his tone.
Hearing this, Qing Yunzi nodded. He is somewhat clear about Yuan Tong's true strength. Although Yang Ye has understood the sword intent, his body is comparable to that of a mysterious beast of the king's rank, but, as Yuan Tong said, he can only be Yuan Tong's stepping stone after all. Except for Yang Ye, why not everyone below
It can be said that the Southern Region is destined to be the stage of Yuantong and the stage of 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, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said solemnly: "It is comparable to the physical defense of a king rank profound beast, I really underestimated you again!" Yang Ye's strength, He always felt that he was similar to his junior brother, that is, the dead Shura, but after fighting several times, he found that the strength of the person he used to value in front of him far exceeded his estimation!
Yang Ye walked slowly to Li Xianjun and said, "You have been underestimating me, including now, you are still underestimating me, aren't you?"
"Oh?" Li Xianjun raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that you have a stronger trump card. I really want to see it."
Yang Ye didn't speak anymore, and blasted out the blast step. With the blessing of blast step and blast boots, Yang Ye's speed instantly reached the extreme, and his body left an afterimage on the spot, and his body instantly came to Li Xianjun's place. In front of him, the Purple Spirit Sword in his hand slashed towards Li Xianjun like a violent storm.
He really wanted to use his full 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 cards now, he would fight more and more difficult in future battles, because everyone would take precautions he. What he wants is Qin Youran of the Great Qin Empire, Yuan Tong of Yuanmen, and the two daughters of the Second Palace who despise him!
As long as they despise him, his chances of Yang Ye winning the top spot on the Qingyun Ranking will be better! On the contrary, if these people value him, his next battle will be more and more difficult!
On the competition stage, Yang Ye and Li Xianjun came and went, and the speed of the two's shots made countless people stunned, because countless people couldn't see the two's shots at all. On the competition stage, there was only constant gold. Iron quarrel is ringing!
An hour later, Li Xianjun's clothes were tattered, and countless sword marks appeared on Li Xianjun's body. On the other hand, Yang Ye, although Yang Ye's clothes were also torn, but there were no wounds on his body. Obviously, Yang Ye has the upper hand since the fight for an hour!
Yang Ye's style of play is a bit rogue, yes, he has completely given up defense now, and has exchanged injuries with Li Xianjun. How could Li Xianjun's physical defense be so strong? So after the battle, Li Xianjun was injured all over, but he was intact!
Looking at Yang Ye on the stage, countless profound practitioners below, especially those in the ninth ring, all showed a solemn expression, because Yang Ye's physical defense was really too terrifying, and the one in the hands of Li Xianjun of Ghost Sect The sickle is at least a mysterious treasure of the ground level, but with the blessing of killing intent, it cannot break Yang Ye's skin. If they meet Yang Ye, Yang Ye will stand and kill them, and they may not be able to kill them. Die!
"Peng!"
The long sword and the sickle intersected, and Li Xianjun and Yang Ye separated immediately.
Feeling the blood all over his body, Li Xianjun took a deep breath, and then the profound energy in his body surged wildly, the black sickle slowly lifted, facing Yang Ye, and said, "I have committed a lot of crimes when I meet you. It's wrong, but now I promise, I will never be in Fan!" As the words fell, Li Xianjun closed his eyes slightly, and at the same time, countless strands of black qi descended from the air, instantly shrouding Li Xianjun, and in these black qi, There are also countless bloodshots circulating quickly, which is very strange!
At this time, Li Xianjun was extremely aggrieved, because he had fought against Yang Ye for so long, not only was he injured first, but he was also stably restrained by Yang Ye. How could he, as the number one figure of the younger generation of Ghost Sect, endure it? So he's not ready to stay!
"This is the Ghost Sect's Earth-level and Intermediate-level Profound Skills: Is it suffocating?" Above the palace wall, Qing Yunzi looked at the Ghost Sect's bones and asked.
Hearing this, the expressions of Yuheng and Su Qingshi of Jianzong changed, "the suffocating energy is overwhelming", of course they knew about this mysterious skill. This is a very well-known mysterious skill of the Ghost Sect. In the past, countless disciples of the Sword Sect died in this mysterious skill. Both of them were worried at this time, because Jianzong didn't seem to have given Yang Ye any earth-level profound skills...
In other words, what did Yang Ye use to fight against this middle-level profound skill
With a smile on his face for the first time, he said, "This earth-level middle-level profound skill is divided into nine levels, and the first monarch has already cultivated to the seventh level. With some secret techniques, he can unleash the power of this earth-level profound skill. Eighty percent of the power. Eighty percent of the power to deal with a person who only understands the meaning of the heavy sword, hehe... "
Hearing the dry bones, the worry in Su Qingshi's eyes grew even stronger!
And Caifeng from Baihua Palace had a sneer on the corner of her mouth. She naturally didn't want Yang Ye to survive successfully. Now it's the best! Of course, even if Yang Ye didn't die in the hands of Li Xianjun, he would die in the hands of Wen Renyue, or Yuan Tong and Qin Youran. For her, it would be better if Yang Ye died earlier!
On the competition stage, the black qi surrounding Li Xianjun became more and more intense. In less than a few breaths, the entire sky above the competition stage was surrounded by countless black qi, and countless bloodshots like earthworms were in the black qi. There is a constant shuttle in it, which is extremely strange.
Countless profound practitioners under the stage had already retreated at least ten feet, because the terrifying aura emanating from the monstrous aura on the competition stage made them fear and shudder.
Looking at the scene that seemed like the end of the world, Yang Ye's face was solemn and his eyes narrowed slightly. He clearly knew the power of the earth-level profound skills. Intermediate grade. Not only that, but those red bloodshots in the black qi made his heart palpitate.
Taking a deep breath, the profound energy in Yang Ye's body also surged wildly. At this moment, he couldn't use his physical body to harden his regrets, because the earth-level profound skills were already able to destroy his physical body. Not to mention the fact that the earth-level profound skill in front of me is blessed with killing intent. You must know that the power of the earth-level profound skill under the blessing of killing intent is extremely terrifying!
As the profound energy in the body continued to surge, the purple spirit sword in Yang Ye's hand suddenly burst into a shining golden light, and then a crisp sound of sword chirping resounded in the field, and the sword lights came from Yang Ye's purple spirit sword. The body of the sword constantly stretches and flashes, and occasionally the sword ray shoots out, hitting the hard ground, and there will be a few bottomless black holes on the ground!
"What kind of sword skill is he?" Qing Yunzi asked with a frown on the palace wall.
Yuan Tong, who was behind him, shook his head and said, "Jianzong doesn't seem to have such sword skills!"
Hearing what the two of them said, a few people from Baihua Palace, Ghost Sect and Ice Snow Palace looked at Yu Heng and Su Qingshi of Sword Sect at the same time. They were also curious about what sword skills Yang Ye would use to fight against Li Xianjun of the Ghost Sect. After all, Jianzong's sword skills are famous all over the world!
Seeing everyone looking at him, Yu Heng shook his head with a wry smile. Jianzong seemed to have never taught Yang Ye any advanced sword skills, so at this time he was also very curious, what kind of sword skills Yang Ye would use to fight against this ghost sect. Li Xianjun! You must know that Li Xianjun is using a mid-grade profound skill. How can a general profound skill be resisted
Not only the palace wall, but 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's eyes slowly closed, only the Purple Spirit Sword in his hand vibrated violently.
Seeing this scene, countless people were stunned. Is Yang Ye going to die
But at this moment, Li Xianjun on the martial arts stage took a step towards Yang Ye. Looking at Yang Ye, Li Xianjun's face was shrouded in black energy. Then the right hand was raised, and the sickle in his hand quickly and quickly rotated. With the rapid rotation of the sickle, the few strands of blood at the edge of the black sickle in Li Xianjun's hand took the lead in lasing towards Yang Ye!
The bloodshot speed was extremely fast, like lightning, and everyone in the field could not see the trajectory of the bloodshot at all, but only heard a sharp, harsh sound!
Feeling the bloodshot rushing, Yang Ye didn't open his eyes, but held the sword in front of him and slashed, and a golden sword qi shot out. Under the blessing of the sword intent, the golden sword qi was extremely fierce and extremely fast. Hurry up, everyone saw only a flash of sword light when they arrived at the scene!
"boom!"
On the competition stage, a loud noise of energy suddenly came out, and then an invisible wave of air suddenly spread around. Wherever the air wave passed, the ground of the competition stage cracked instantly, and the cracks with thick arms moved toward the ground. It quickly spread around.
Seeing this scene, everyone under the competition stage showed a look of horror. This power is really terrifying. This wave of air alone is enough to kill many of them!
At this moment, countless people were shocked!
Seeing that the bloodshot was smashed by Yang Yejian's qi, Li Xianjun's face instantly turned hideous, and then he shouted angrily, "Go!"
After the words fell, I saw him and the countless black qi on the competition platform suddenly gathered together, forming an incomparably huge giant python. The giant python formed by the black gas was so huge that it covered the entire competition platform. , Countless black qi continuously spewed out from the black giant python towards the surroundings. Under the shroud of the black qi covering the sky and the earth, everyone was suddenly frightened, as if they were at the end of the day.