Yang Ye's face became solemn. He would not despise any opponent, not to mention that Lin Xiuran was still an apprentice of a drunken Taoist. With the strength and background of a drunken Taoist, how could his apprentice's profound skills be bad? Heaven-level profound skills may not be possible, but middle-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 rolled in an instant, and then said: "Come on, let me see what profound skill it is, so that you have such confidence!"
"Ha ha… "
Lin Xiuran laughed loudly, and after a moment of laughter, Lin Xiuran suddenly moved his hands, forming a strange handprint on his chest. Following this movement, strands of white sword energy continued to emerge from the hilt of the black ancient sword, straight to the tip of the sword. It shot away, but when the strands of sword energy shot to the tip of the sword, the strands of sword energy stopped strangely, and then condensed into a fist-sized white ball of light...
"Condensing the sword qi with the tip of the sword, turning the qi of a thousand swords into one..." Looking at Lin Xiuran's actions on the competition stage, Qing Yunzi on the palace wall said solemnly, "This is the famous sword skill of the drunken Taoist: Wuji Jinmang. With one sword, this Lin Xiuran turned out to be a disciple of a drunken Taoist, which is really surprising!"
"This sword skill is very powerful, but I don't know how much power Lin Xiuran can exert!" Yuan Tong, who was beside Qing Yunzi, said in a low voice.
"Of course it's not bad. Although this Wuji Jinmang sword is a mid-level profound 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 profound skill. Play 100%, but 70% to 80% should still be able to, otherwise he would not have said such big words before!" Qing Yunzi said lightly.
Yuan Tong smiled, and then said, "I want to see how Yang Ye will deal with it now!"
The moment she saw Lin Xiuran's profound skills, Su Qingshi's dark eyebrows couldn't help frowning again, and there was a deep worry in her eyes. She didn't expect that this drunk master actually passed his famous sword skills to Lin Xiuran. This Wuji Jinmang sword, in terms of power, ranks first among the sword sect's earth-level profound skills. !
How should Yang Ye resist
On the competition stage, in less than two breaths, the white light 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 was extremely terrifying. Because around the white light group, the space is constantly oscillating...
Looking at the light ball at the tip of Lin Xiuran's ancient sword, Yang Ye's face became solemn, because he could feel the terrifying energy contained in the light ball, even at a distance of ten feet. It can be said that this mysterious skill that Lin Xiuran has used is the most terrifying he has ever seen so far. Although he has not seen the outbreak of this mysterious skill, his intuition tells him so!
He let out a light breath, Yang Ye moved his wrist, and the Purple Spirit Sword was inserted on the ground beside him.
Seeing this scene, countless people in the field were taken aback, what is Yang Ye doing? Are you going to admit defeat
After inserting the Purple Spirit Sword on the ground, Yang Ye's hands slowly clenched into fists, and the golden profound energy in his body rushed towards the fists like a tide. With a soft sound of "Peng", the sleeves of Yang Ye's arms burst instantly. , revealing Yang Ye's bronze-colored arms, with the continuous influx of profound energy, Yang Ye's arms began to gradually emerge with blue veins like small snakes! In less than a while, Yang Ye's arms were already covered with blue veins, which looked terrifying!
At a certain moment, Lin Xiuran's hands with strange handprints suddenly pushed forward: "Go!"
When the words fell, the black ancient sword and the white light group with the size of a human head shot towards Yang Ye at the speed of light. Where the black ancient sword and the white light group passed, the space was constantly shaking, as if at any time To be broken, so powerful, extremely terrifying, seeing the hearts of everyone below is extremely shocking!
Seeing this scene, Yang Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, his fists shrank slightly backwards, and after a short while, he suddenly blasted out.
"Dragon Breaking Fist!"
As Yang Ye's voice fell, there was a sudden thunderous explosion of air, and everyone was horrified and looked towards Yang Ye's position, only to see two golden energy fists suddenly appeared in front of Yang Ye, two The golden energy fists are like two cannonballs, one after the other, with a burst of air, blasting 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 pass to be drained in an instant, and the space began to distort faintly!
Seeing this mysterious skill that Yang Ye performed, the faces of the big men above the city wall changed immediately, even Li Si and that Bai Qi, who had always been the most indifferent, changed their faces!
Dragon Breaking Fist, this was the famous mysterious skill of King Zhou back then! Of course, the reason why their faces changed was not because of this, but why Yang Ye got this King Zhou's Dragon Breaking Fist...
Under the shocking gazes of countless people, two golden energy fists collided with the white light group, there was a moment of silence, and then...
"boom!"
A loud bang suddenly sounded in the field, and immediately, two fierce and unparalleled energies touched slightly in the air, and they frantically released their own hidden terrifying energies. Suddenly, a wave of terrifying air appeared above the square out of thin air, whizzing past. Over the entire competition stage, even the illusory air was blurred and distorted by the collision of powerful energy!
At this time, Yang Ye and Lin Xiuran were shocked by this terrifying air wave and flew out, and just as they flew out, they only heard a "bang", and the competition platform collapsed again...
Seeing this scene, everyone was horrified. Was this created by the profound practitioners of the Xiantian realm? This is the king's realm powerhouse, and may not necessarily be able to create such a terrifying power!
In the rubble, Yang Ye and Lin Xiuran were lying on the ground not knowing what to do. Just when everyone was wondering who would win and who would lose in this competition, Yang Ye, who was lying on the ground, suddenly stood up slowly.
Looking at the small cracks and wounds that had been split open on his chest, Yang Ye let out a light breath, secretly rejoicing, fortunately, his physical body is strong, otherwise he would be seriously injured in the face of the power of these two earth-level profound skills. long time. After a little movement, Yang Ye looked at Lin Xiuran who was lying motionless on the ground in the distance, and then his eyes became cold.
Without any hesitation, he made a move, and the Purple Spirit Sword that had been knocked away by the air wave immediately flew into his hands, and then walked slowly towards Lin Xiuran.
Seeing this scene, Yuheng's face on the city wall changed, his figure 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. .
"Venerable Yuheng, you should know the rules of Qingyun Bang!" Li Si looked at Yuheng and said.
Yu Heng glanced at Lin Xiuran who was lying on the ground, and said, "He has already lost. In this competition, Yang Ye has already won!"
"He didn't admit defeat!" Li Min said in a low voice: "As long as he doesn't admit defeat, the test will not end. Of course, if Yang Ye is willing to give up killing him, then it's another matter."
Hearing this, Yuheng looked at Yang Ye and said, "Yang Ye, he doesn't have any deep hatred with you, you don't need to put him to death, right? You must know that he is the disciple of Master Drunk. If you kill him, It doesn't do you any good!"
"It won't do me any good if you don't kill him, isn't it?" Yang Ye said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "Furthermore, Senior Yuheng, I have already reminded you, if you don't want Jianzong to lose a genius, Then I should persuade him not to provoke me. However, he chose me first and wanted to kill me. I, Yang Ye, wanted to ask, why didn't you persuade him earlier? Or, allow Lin Xiuran to kill me, but not allow me Yang Ye killed him?"
Hearing this, Yu Heng was at a loss for words. At first, he persuaded Lin Xiuran not to be hostile to Yang Ye, but unfortunately, Lin Xiuran did not listen to him, and he was also a little annoyed by this. Although he was annoyed, Lin Xiuran couldn't die after all.
Just when Yuheng was about to say something, Yang Ye looked at Li Si and said, "Senior Li, can I continue the test?"
Li Si gave Yang Ye a deep look, then turned to look at Yuheng, and said, "Venerable Yuheng, this Prime Minister said one last time, please leave quickly, or the Prime Minister will be rude!"
Anger flashed in Yuheng's eyes, however, he had to choose to leave, because he knew that this servant Li was not joking with him. Once Li servant and Bai Qi made a move, with the strength of the two, they would definitely let him fall in this place. Moreover, it was a vain death. Not only would Jianzong not avenge his Yuheng, but he also had to apologize to the Daqin Empire and the other five major forces!
Taking a deep look at Yang Ye, Yuheng moved and disappeared in place.
After Yuheng left, Bai Qi, who had been silent, suddenly looked at Yang Ye and said, "Boy, do you really want to kill him?"
Yang Ye smiled, then took the Purple Spirit Sword and walked towards Lin Xiuran, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and said as he walked, "Why not kill him? Will he be grateful to me if I don't kill him?"
"He is the apprentice of the drunken Taoist of Jianzong, and you are also the disciple of Jianzong. If you kill him, you will not only offend the drunken Taoist, but also lose the reputation of being a fellow sectarian. It's not worth it!" Bai Qi said.
"Reputation?" Yang Ye shook his head and said, "What's the use of this kind of thing? I'm talking about my reputation now, so what if I'm suffering? It doesn't matter to me anyway! As for drunkenness. Daoist, I believe that a living genius is always more important than a dead genius!"
Hearing this, Bai Qi looked at Yang Ye with a flash of admiration in his eyes, and then said, "If you can survive under that Yuantong's men, come to my blood killing camp, I will keep you alive!"
Hearing Bai Qi's words, Li Si frowned slightly, but said nothing.
Yang Ye picked up the long sword, the Purple Spirit Sword flashed from Lin Xiuran's neck, and Lin Xiuran's head flew out. After doing all this, Yang Ye suddenly turned his head to look at Bai Qi, and said, "If I get How about being number one on the Qingyun Ranking?"