After finishing his words, in the direction of Zhengyang Sect, a figure in white stepped out and landed gracefully on the battlefield. His face was fair and he was waving his folding fan lightly. He looked like a humble gentleman, but the playful smile at the corner of his mouth made him... The temperament is greatly reduced.
After taking a look at Bai Yi, Wu Changqing stroked his beard happily and walked off the stage. However, at the moment when he stepped off the stage, he did not forget to wink at Bai Yi, which seemed to mean: No need to hold back.
On the other side, in the direction of Hengyuezong, Ye Ruxue also took a step forward and landed on the battlefield.
"Junior Sister Ye, you're fine!" Bai Yi gently waved his folding fan and looked at Ye Ruxue opposite him with interest.
"Stop talking nonsense." Ye Ruxue snorted coldly, and immediately made her hand seals. The battle platform was filled with spiritual light, the wind was howling, and the snow was falling. The wind and snow merged, whizzing towards Baiyi like a sea wave.
"It's a little trick." Bai Yi smiled teasingly, and immediately waved his folding fan, staring at the rolling waves of wind and snow on the opposite side for an instant, and then turned into ice slag at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"Body of ice." Sitting on his seat, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. He was very familiar with physiques. Didn't Wei Yang, the outer sect of Heng Yue Sect, who was defeated by him at Tianyang Peak, have this physique
However, with both bodies of ice, Wei Yang and the current Bai Yi were really different.
Click! Click!
As he thought, the sound of shattering ice shards could be heard from Zhantai Mountain. The falling ice shards turned into sharp ice swords, and the number was not as large as usual.
"Ice Sword Formation." Following Bai Yi's slight scolding, he waved the folding fan in his hand violently, and the rain-like ice swords pointed at Ye Ruxue and shot out one after another.
Snow Wind Sword Formation!
Feng Ruxue also used a secret technique, and the wind and snow turned into a sword formation.
Pound pound pound...!
Soon, the sound of metal collision resounded throughout the venue. The sword formations of the two men clashed, sparks flying from time to time, but it was vaguely visible that Feng Ruxue's sword formation was crushed by Bai Yi's sword formation.
puff!
I don't know when, the first Xuanbing sword cut through Feng Ruxue's jade arm. Her defensive sword array was forcefully broken by Baiyi. Blood marks were printed on her body, and the ice air invaded her body. Her meridians were sealed in ice.
puff!
Ye Ruxue spit out a mouthful of blood and staggered back.
Ice fingers!
The white wings on the opposite side came like the wind, without giving Ye Ruxue any chance to react. A finger of faint light pierced through Ye Ruxue's shoulder, and he slapped it with a palm, shaking Ye Ruxue until she vomited blood and fell back.
This is a showdown with no suspense. Bai Yi ranks fourth in the sect, but don’t forget that without Ji Ningshuang, he used to be the third true disciple of Zhengyang Sect, and his strength is the same as Nangong Yue of Hengyue Sect. One level.
puff! puff!
Ye Ruxue was on the bloody battle stage. Ever since the sword formation was broken, she had been beaten so hard that she could not stand up. The blood marks on her delicate body were also one after another.
boom!
Less than fifty moves into the fight, Ye Ruxue fell off the platform.
"Junior sister." Nangong Yue, who was sitting on the seat, had already come over and grabbed Ye Ruxue at the moment when she was about to land. He first stuffed a pill into her mouth and then brought her back to her seat. superior.
"Uncle Master, I let you down." Ye Ruxue's face was pale, and her beautiful eyes were full of guilt.
"Don't blame yourself, your strength is not as good as his." Yang Dingtian smiled gently.
"Sister, please calm your heart! I will help you get rid of the ice energy in your body." Ye Chen had already pointed at Ye Ruxue's wrist, and then the golden fairy fire was injected into Ye Ruxue imperceptibly, Then it was divided into countless channels to help Ye Ruxue refine the ice finger energy in her body.
"Real fire." At this moment, not only Ye Ruxue, but also Yang Dingtian and the others narrowed their eyes slightly.
"Brothers, I'm sorry, I knew about Ye Chen's real fire in advance." Chu Xuan'er secretly sent a message to Yang Dingtian and the others, "Also, he is also an alchemist."
Hearing this, Yang Dingtian and others stroked their beards one after another, and looked at Ye Chen with deep meaning.
"Is he the boy who helped you refine the witchcraft?" In the void, Donghuang Taixin glanced at Ye Chen below, and then focused on Fu Ya beside him.
"It's him." Fu Ya nodded with a smile.
"It turned out to be golden real fire." Xuan Chen looked at Ye Chen and murmured, but after pondering for a moment, he shook his head again, "No, that's not real fire."
"It's true that it's not really popular." Donghuang Taixin smiled leisurely, and her words were also very meaningful.
"Duan Yu of the Hengyue Sect and Han Jun of the Zhengyang Sect, come to the stage for a duel." As the three of them were talking, Wu Changqing's voice sounded again from the battlefield below.
Hearing Wu Changqing's voice, Fu Ya glanced at Duan Yu who had already stood up in the direction of Heng Yuezong, and stroked his beard, "That little guy named Duan Yu should be a descendant of Taoist Xuantian!"
"That's all you say." Donghuang Taixin formed a cloud seat and lay lazily on it, not forgetting to stretch out. "I remember that Xuantian's six-meridian magical power is not powerful yet. Weak, just because he doesn’t know how much of his great-great-great-grandson can get some true inheritance of the secret method.”
Under the spotlight of everyone, Duan Yu stepped onto the battlefield.
On the opposite side, a figure from the Zhengyang Sect also jumped onto the battlefield. Needless to say, it was Han Jun, the third-ranked member of the Zhengyang Sect.
Like Bai Yi, without Ji Ningshuang's mysterious spiritual body, he should be ranked second among the nine true traditions of the Zhengyang Sect. In a certain sense, he is on the same level as Nie Feng of the Hengyue Sect.
"How can it be unreasonable for Jun'er to take action?" Cheng Kun, who was sitting on the high seat, stroked his beard leisurely. As he spoke, he glanced playfully in the direction of Heng Yuezong, his eyes full of teasing light.
"Senior Brother Han will win." From all sides of the battlefield, the shouts of the Zhengyang Sect disciples had already formed a wave, and the fiery atmosphere had already reached its peak before the battle started.
Listening to the overwhelming shouts below, Han Jun put his hands behind his back, his chin was too high for a moment, he looked at the opposite side playfully, and said with a smile, "Duan Yu, is it necessary for us to continue this battle? "
"It's rare to be on the battlefield with Senior Brother Han, so it doesn't hurt to ask for a few tips." Duan Yu smiled slightly.
"Then this is what you asked for." Han Jun sneered, a faint light appeared in his eyes, and he immediately took action. After taking one step, his body flew in front of Duan Yu like a ghost, and he raised his hand to strike down with a palm.
Duan Yu didn't react slowly. He turned sideways, dodged Han Jun's palm, and quickly retreated. Then he quickly made his hand seals. The sound of dragon roars suddenly rose, and an illusory dragon shadow roared towards Han Jun. go.
break!
Han Jun raised his hand and smashed the illusory dragon shadow into pieces with a palm. Then, lightning flashed from the center of his eyebrows, and a golden dragon mace flew out, as fast as the faint light.
Duan Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he quickly retreated more than ten feet. There was a flash of light between his eyebrows. A treasure seal flew out, blocking the golden dragon mace that was coming towards him. But in this brief moment, he was also pierced by Han Jun's finger. shoulders.
Tianquan Seal!
Duan Yu pushed it out with a palm.
Fierce Sun Palm!
Han Jun did not retreat but advanced, and the big handprint roared in.
boom! boom!
The battle escalated instantly, and the two men used various secret techniques one after another.
However, Duan Yu was overwhelmed by Han Jun's powerful offensive from the beginning and was already covered in blood before the thirty moves were made.
boom!
There was another secret attack, and Duan Yu was so shocked that he vomited blood and retreated.
"I won't waste time with you." Opposite him, Han Jun suddenly froze, and the killing sword came out of his sleeve. He held it firmly in his hand, and then cut his finger, and blood was smeared on the sword body.
Suddenly, a series of runes appeared on the killing sword, and during this period, there was tearing and lingering lightning. Before the sword was drawn, a buzzing sound resounded in all directions, and those with weak cultivation simply covered their ears.
"Flying Thunder Sword Technique." The man with a sharp vision muttered, as if he knew what kind of secret technique Han Jun was about to perform.
"His ultimate move after only thirty rounds. It seems that Han Jun is going to defeat Duan Yu in one go." Shangguan Bo of Shangguan family stroked his beard.
"Is that the Flying Thunder Sword Technique?" Sitting on his seat, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. He seemed to have heard of this secret technique before. It is definitely a rather domineering form of sword magic. One sword can break mountains and rocks. Unparalleled power.
"I wonder if Senior Brother Duan Yu can block this sword." Ye Chen murmured in his heart and looked at Duan Yu opposite Han Jun.
Zheng! Zheng!
Duan Yu also moved his hand seals. He didn't see his sword, but could hear the clang of the sword, which made everyone watching the battle couldn't help but touch their chins, wondering what secret method Duan Yu was going to use to resist.
"What kind of secret method is that?" Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Duan Yu on the battlefield.
Through the Immortal Wheel Eye, he discovered that there was sword energy flying in Duan Yu's body, and there were quite a few of them. Perhaps the sword energy was too powerful, causing damage to his meridians and bones.
"When you hurt others, you hurt yourself first." Ye Chen frowned.