Ye Xiao wore Shengxue's white robe and danced in the air, his clothes fluttering, his eyes were as sharp as lightning, and he never saw the indifference just now.
Mo Feiyun on the opposite side also stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Ye Xiao with sharper eyes, and said coldly, "I won't keep my hand in this battle!"
Ye Xiao smiled: "Don't worry, I will show mercy!"
Mo Feiyun snorted coldly, and suddenly opened his hands, the black robe covering his whole body swelled up in the wind, and with a "sudden" explosion, all the surrounding clouds and mists within a radius of thousands of feet squeezed towards the middle position come over!
The sharp and insolent sword lights, like lightning in the clouds, appear awe-inspiring!
Ye Xiaosu flipped his hand, and the Sovereign Sword was also in his grip. The blade of the sword pointed at the sky, and shouted: "Come on!"
Mo Feiyun let out a long roar, and the countless sword lights lingering around him suddenly gathered into a fierce tiger, shaking its head and tail, vividly, with the momentum of swallowing the sky, it rushed towards Ye Xiao forcefully.
Under Ye Xiao's long sword, he wrapped his whole body into the sword light.
This is not the body-sword integration technique used by cultivators, but... At this moment, Ye Xiao completely disappeared.
Between heaven and earth, there is only that sword light left!
The sword light is not long, only three feet long, and the sword light is not wide, it is only half the width of the palm of your hand!
Just visual inspection, it's just the appearance of a sword!
But, it's not just a sword!
Jian Guang Lingxu remained silent, facing the oncoming Sky Swallowing Tiger, he didn't give way at all, seeing that the two sides will have a head-on conflict!
Mo Feiyun was tens of feet away, and immediately keenly felt a dense sword energy ready to be released, which was endless, his face suddenly changed, and his hands suddenly closed together, and besides the colorful tiger, another sword appeared out of thin air. Golden dragon!
The giant dragon's stature is several thousand feet long and short, although it appeared suddenly, its majesty and majesty was even better than that of the sky-swallowing tiger. It roared ferociously, and it suddenly evolved into a combination of dragon and tiger attack!
However, Mo Feiyun's offensive did not stop there. Behind the giant dragon, there was another colorful phoenix, with the arrogance of looking down on the world, he attacked brazenly!
All of a sudden, the combination of the dragon, tiger and phoenix was extremely powerful, and its lethality was at least five times, or more than five times, higher than that of the original single sky-swallowing tiger!
Facing such extreme moves, how would Ye Xiao deal with them? !
There is no response, no response, Ye Xiaojian is in the same shape as before, without any changes. Is this to respond to all changes without change
Is it too childish? !
It seems unremarkable, the unpretentious sword-shaped front is the confluence of the dragon, tiger and phoenix!
Originally, in terms of the weather of the two sides' moves, there is a huge gap between the advantages and disadvantages, and there is no room for comparison. Unfortunately, the outcome is determined not only by the weather, but by a head-to-head match!
puff!
The moment the two sides' moves came into contact with each other, the tiger dissipated first and turned into a little bit of starlight. It seemed that there was no room for confrontation. Ye Xiao's sword shape rushed into the dragon's figure while annihilating the tiger. It started to break through, and it was unstoppable at the end, and it went out directly from the dragon's tail.
Ever since, the dragon is gone!
However, the phoenix among the three poles followed.
With Ye Xiao's vigorous efforts, he even broke the double form of a dragon and a tiger, will he decline again and become exhausted again!
No, never, because Ye Xiao's sword shape still maintains its original shape, neither birth nor death, neither increase nor decrease, rushing head-on!
Then, the final phoenix shape instantly turned into a burst of light.
The confluence of the three extremes, against Ye Xiao's indifferent sword, not only has no room to contend, but even can't even slightly reduce Ye Xiao's momentum? !
At this point, Mo Feiyun finally changed his face, as if he had conjured up a long sword with a cold light in his hand, facing Ye Xiao's continuous stabbing sword shape.
This time, the shape of Ye Xiao's sword finally changed, the light of the sword swirled like a swimming dragon, and launched an offensive around Mo Feiyun like mercury pouring down the ground. The countless winds and clouds in the vicinity were all smashed to pieces because of this endless sword light.
Mo Feiyun swung his sword calmly to fight, covering himself so impervious to the wind and rain, impenetrable to dripping water, very good at it!
But on the other hand, it is also equivalent to being completely unable to attack by Ye Xiao's sword light, and can only passively defend, as if falling into an invincible situation.
But Mo Feiyun was not in a hurry at all, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Ye, your sword is indeed superb, but is it really good to keep attacking for a long time?! The so-called firmness cannot last long, and the gain is unbearable. Once your offensive is over At the moment of Momou's counterattack, I don't know what Junjun Ye can use to resist it?"
The sword light was still invincible, Ye Xiao couldn't stop without saying a word, the trend of that sword light was getting faster and faster, like a violent storm, continuous.
Dangdangdang...
Mo Feiyun's established strategy has been decided, continue to launch the most stringent defense, use his own pure energy to control his long sword meticulously, urge the sword strength and sword wind to fight against Ye Xiao's sword glow, under the impact of each other , making a series of rapid noises.
And through the attack of this theory, Mo Feiyun can be sure that his judgment is not missing!
Ye Xiao's cultivation has stopped at the peak of the eighth rank of the Immortal Realm, and is not yet at the ninth rank of the Immortal Realm, while his own cultivation is already at the middle level of the ninth rank of the Immortal Realm. The difference between the two is a big level. But quite a big gap.
Such a reckless fight without any extravagance, I am not afraid at all.
If Ye Xiao is so blindly attacking and fighting, sooner or later he will be dragged down by his dense defense to the point of being unsustainable!
But what Mo Feiyun couldn't understand was, with Ye Xiao's attainments, couldn't he even see such a simple and clear thing
Ye Xiao's attack is undoubtedly sharp, but it can't hurt himself at all. If this continues, the final result can only be that he is exhausted first. A style of play like Ye Xiao, no matter how good it is, is still too expensive!
Once exhausted, even if Ye Xiao has a sky-high cultivation, it will be difficult for him to resist his counterattack!
So Mo Feiyun really couldn't figure out what Ye Xiao was insisting on
Could it be that Shi Cheng was riding a tiger and was unwilling to lose face, so he tried his best to maintain it!
If so, Mo Feiyun asked himself even more afraid to entrust the brothers of the Brotherhood to such a number one figure!
Mo Feiyun was puzzled and suspicious when he saw Ye Xiao's sword light attack was chaotic and disintegrated, and then he retreated back in a "swoosh".
Mo Feiyun is even more disdainful when he sees this. Ye Xiao's offensive collapses, which is equivalent to showing his defeat. If someone understands it, he just admits defeat. It has already been explained before that this battle is over and has nothing to do with life and death. It is simply irrational to do what Ye Xiao does. Stalking and stalking, the suspicion of losing or winning!
"The donkey is poor!" Mo Feiyun rushed forward without thinking, and the sword light soared unprecedentedly!
When Ye Xiao retreated, it was three thousand feet, which was really a huge drop.
However, when Mo Feiyun chased after him, he not only caught up with this distance, but also caught up with Ye Xiao.
"you… "
After Mo Feiyun's long sword stabbed out in awe, he sighed inexplicably.
Ye Xiao lost, and the Brotherhood parted ways with the Monarch Pavilion.