Other people think so, but Yi Jing doesn't think so. At this moment, he had pushed everything that had nothing to do with the duel out of his mind. My heart felt empty.
He felt his own person, the reinforced sword in his hand, and his own thoughts and wishes. Instantly blended into one. It forms a complete whole that cannot be separated.
This feeling is very wonderful, as wonderful as the calm water under the water pavilion. Not only can you see your own inner mind, but you can also respond to external changes. Psychic. Very clever.
Xiang Cailin is different from other masters. Of course, he will not naively think that Yi Jing is afraid of him. So I moved to the flower pond.
When he saw Yi Jing taking the lead to fly to the flower pond, he felt annoyed. Because the rhythm was led by Yi Jing, it seemed that he had the initiative in his hands. It has become passive at this moment. The anger in his heart is evident.
However, he had no choice but to fly with Yi Jing, swept forward, and flew up on the ring. After flipping over three times in mid-air like a bamboo hat. In a beautiful Tiangang fantasy magic pose. It landed on the other side of the flower pond. He looked at the young opponent in front of him with his eyes, pointed at Yi Jing proudly and shouted: "Boy, you dare to accuse me of being a member of Demon Lord Bituo. You are simply making trouble out of nothing.
Xiang Mou has been managing his own one-third of an acre of land all his life. Never transcend your own identity. Today you dare to accuse Xiang X unjustly. Someone needs you to look good. "
Yi Jing said to the other party coldly: "You keep saying that I am wronging you, but you dare not open your clothes. Let everyone see if there is a letter written by the Demon Lord in your arms. This is not a guilty conscience. Well. My surname is Xiang. I, Yi Jing, have a powerful sword that strengthens my soul. I don’t know how many hypocrites I have killed in the Demon Sect. One more of you today is not more. One less of you is not more. If you kneel down now to beg for mercy and be decisive If you want to expose your identity.
I, Yi Jing, may be able to take advantage of your relationship with various masters and soul cultivation masters. Spare your life. If you insist on denying it to the end. I, Yi Jing, will make your blood splatter within seven steps. I will never stop until I kill you. "
Xiang Cailin was so angry that he yelled, "Okay, I didn't expect you, a fledgling boy, to dare to say such big words. If you open your mouth or shut up, you will kill me. If you have the guts, come and get it."
In the hall, you can see the battle by the pool. As the two elder masters of Xuanmen, Feng Qingyou, the leader of the Saintess Sect, and Master Liaoyin looked at each other. They all felt shocked.
After all, Xiang Cailin is famous in the world of Wuhun Continent. It can be done to a certain extent. He stood up and sat down with the two Xuanzong major practitioners.
However, Xiang Cailin's few words aroused Yi Jing's anger. Of course there are some unreliable people's purposes in this.
When Xiang Cailin took the stance of fighting Yi Jing, in the eyes of the master. He has already lost a round. And they lose before they fight. After all, you can't follow the other party's accusations. Just unbutton your clothes. Someone who came to prove his innocence. No matter how much explanation and effort. There is no way to escape the fate of being suspected.
Xiang Cailin felt that he was in the wrong, and now he was riding a tiger with difficulty. In his heart, he wished he could take this opportunity to eliminate Yi Jing in one fell swoop. Find another opportunity to destroy the letter from Demon Lord Bituo in your arms. To destroy evidence.
Having made up his mind, the Qinglong Moonbiting Knife in his hand immediately moved forward and crossed his chest, protecting the part below the stool. Xiang Yi Jing said coldly: "This knife of mine has a name. It's called Qinglong Biting Moon Knife."
Yi Jing followed his pointer and looked at his knife. The opponent's green dragon bites the moon knife. Sure enough, there was a green dragon with its mouth open and a knife in its teeth. The dragon's tail is the handle. Held in the hand, it is more than one meter long and weighs one hundred and eighty kilograms. The blade of the blade shone with a very moving light. It can be seen that this sword must not be made of ordinary iron. It is the "Qinglong Iron" that is rare in Wuhun Continent.
This kind of iron is said to have evolved in the polar regions. It was formed by absorbing the yin and yang energy of heaven and earth after being frozen and melted by fire. Therefore, this kind of green dragon iron should be opened. You have to go down to the extremely cold place of the 10,000-meter abyss, or enter the volcanic melt cave to get the Azure Dragon Iron. After hundreds of processes, it can be forged into a first-class magic weapon by the master blacksmith on Wuhun Continent.
If you have practiced it carefully, Qinglong Iron can hit iron like wood, instantly cutting the blow into powder. Qinglong bites the moon knife and makes a horizontal move. Immediately, the cold light shone, and I saw the radiance of its treasure. The main equipment is dizzying.
"It is indeed a good knife." Yi Jing did not hesitate to praise him at all, and praised the other party.
"Huh, I'm going to use it now to chop off your dog's head." After saying that, he raised the Qinglong Moonbiting Sword behind him, full of energy and breathing evenly. This gesture of raising hands was enough to make the distinguished guests at the VIP table burst into applause.
After all, a master will know whether there is something or not as soon as he makes a move. Xiang Cailin is a quasi-grandmaster-level soul cultivator on the Wuhun Continent. He is a rare master in his own right. Today, even Qinglong Biting Yue Dao, who accompanied him to fame, came out. A big drama has arrived. It would be strange if the spectators don't get excited.
Opportunities like this don't come around every day. Some souls cultivate themselves for the rest of their lives. There is no final showdown. The showdown between Yi Jing and Xiang Cailin is quite full of the flavor of the ultimate showdown. Therefore, the voices urging them to fight immediately began to get louder and louder. It immediately boosted the fighting spirit in the VIP seats.
Xiang Cailin just made a gesture like taking action, and the cheers burst out, which showed his popularity.
Yi Jingzhuo stood there, on the other side of the pool. His eyes were like a stray fire, staring at the opponent's feet.
He didn't know what Xiang Cailin's other skills were like, but his footwork. But it was surprisingly fast. Just as he was chasing him all the way from the ring. The other party actually passed more than a dozen dangerous levels. On pointe between prances, jumps and a few steps forward. He shrunk to the opposite side of Yi Jing. They looked at each other across a pool of more than ten meters square.
Both sides looked at each other, staring into each other's eyes.
"You brat, it doesn't matter if you dare to slander me. Once I capture you alive, it won't be too late to hand it over to two soul cultivating masters for punishment. But you are disrespectful to all the distinguished guests here. This cannot be forgiven. Especially in this situation. In the presence of Master Yin of Tianlong Temple, and Feng Qingyou, the leader of the Saintess Sect. If you dare to be so presumptuous, you are the enemy of the entire Wuhun Continent. Therefore, I have to keep my eyes open for the Jianghu. If you stay for a while, if the sword has no power Eye, if I kill you by mistake, you can't blame others."
The other party made a clear threat to Yi Jing in a domineering voice. Yi Jing heard it and felt a move in his heart. He secretly thought that Xiang Cailin didn't know yet that he had grasped another secret of his. Otherwise if the other party knows the secret. I definitely wouldn’t dare to be as presumptuous as I am now.
"Xiang Cailin, I just want evidence. It's not a head. What's so difficult about it? Aren't you just unwilling to confess to everyone? I can force you to confess to everyone. Look at the green dragon tattooed on your body. Is it related to the devil? People like tattoos of blue dragons are the same."
Xiang Cailin was shocked again and said angrily: "You still dare to talk nonsense. I will take your life."
Yi Jing showed off his enhanced soul sword, laughed loudly, and handed the sword away, holding the handle tightly in his hand, and said to the other party: "Lao Xiang, your death is not far away. Arrive. How dare you be so crazy now? Aren't you just bullying me for not being able to produce evidence that you are a member of Demon Lord Bituo? Very good, see if I can deal with you within three moves, show me the evidence."
"No, Master Xiang Cailin can be dealt with in three moves. This kid Yi Jing is simply not a human being."
"Either he's crazy. Either he's really capable, or he's got a door jammed in his head."
"It's hard to say. There is always an evil energy in this boy Yi Jing. Maybe this time I challenge Xiang Cailin and he can show up as a big dark horse. Then the whole world of Wuhun Continent will be lively."
"My God, even a peerless master like Master Yin wouldn't dare to say three tricks to defeat Mr. Xiang. Isn't this just setting the stage for yourself?"
The onlookers around him immediately became excited. All kinds of voices of discussion also surged like angry waves.
It could be seen that the mood of all the spectators was aroused by Yi Jing's words.
Compared with before, Xiang Cailin is now even more difficult to get off. He must show his ability in a real way. In order to kill Yi Jing with one blow. So that the other party is not qualified to reveal his identity.
On the surface, it seems that Yi Jing has driven himself into despair. This is not the case. Xiang Cailin secretly screamed loudly. Understand your current situation. Only Yi Jing can be killed. Only then can there be a way to survive.
What makes Xiang Cailin even more incredible is that Yi Jing can actually deal with him in just three moves. His heart suddenly blossomed with joy.
At least to a certain extent, this alleviated the pressure on Xiang Cailin from being suspected of being impure.
When the turbulent gazes from all around were directed towards the edge of the pool, it was also the moment when Xiang Cailin became angry at Yi Jing. His Qinglong biting moon knife had been swept out with anger. A "Sweeping Ten Thousand Army." struck Yi Jing's lower body, and the sword continued in his hand. It has been issued since practicing the exercises. The most powerful move.
Yi Jing watched his movements with eyes motionless, focusing his most important attention on the changes in the power of soul cultivation on the other party's body.
No matter how fast the opponent's Qinglong Moonbiting Knife changed, his attention never left the locked target.
Masters compete for just one step, even a small gap. Also during a duel. Quickly draw the difference between the two sides.
In order to cover up the evil skills that he had inherited from the Demon Lord Bi Tuo, Xiang Cailin had to spend more than fifty years. Practicing the Xuanmen exercises of the sect every day. Therefore, in terms of soul cultivation combat skills, Xuanmen's Qi is fully sufficient in every attack. It seemed that he was deliberately showing the onlookers around him that he was not from the Demon Sect gang on Wuhun Continent.