The clear voice was transmitted in the mid-air on the top of the mountain, as if possessing some magical power, making this area silent and silent, only with those gazes that locked the two people on the stage without blinking. .
And in the gathering of countless eyes, Wang Yan also raised his head slightly, looking at the slender woman in front of him. In his indifferent eyes, there were a few fluctuations, and her original emotionless face was also rising at this moment. There was a rather complicated expression.
"You have been so calm since you were a child. After so many years, I didn't expect that it hasn't changed at all." Wang Yan said hoarsely.
"Senior Brother Wang Yan, you have changed a lot." Ying smiled softly as he looked at the face that was actually young but looked particularly vicissitudes.
Wang Yan smiled faintly, and then he was silent for a while, and said: "The purpose of my return is to be as smart as you. I should have guessed it a long time ago. You know my character. If I fight against each other later, I won't keep my hand..."
Ying Xiaoxiao's chest rose and fell slightly, and she inhaled a breath of cold air. Then, she cleared her eyes and looked at Wang Yan directly, and said, "Brother Wang Yan should know me too."
She didn't say anything, but Wang Yan also knew what she meant when she wanted to come. There was a trace of gloom in the depths of those indifferent eyes, and then shook his head: "I will thank Daozong with my life in the future."
Ying Xiaoxiao sighed and stopped talking. Now Wang Yan is extremely paranoid. Any words can't be heard at any thought. If this is the case, then he can only see the truth.
"Senior Brother Wang Yan, do it."
Feeling the bright gaze coming from Ying Xiaoxiao, Wang Yan slowly clenched the palm of his hand, and then, the darkness in his eyes began to converge, and the indifference and numbness emerged again.
Outside the stage, Ying Huanhuan looked at the two facing each other in the arena, her hands clenched her hands tightly, her lips pressed tightly, and then a slightly sad expression was drawn on her lips. In this scene, no one wants to come. Don't want to see it...
Above the seat on the high platform, Ying Xuanzi stared at the court with quiet eyes like a pool, and then closed his eyes slightly, seemingly sighed, and waved.
Seeing him like this, the deacon in the field nodded, and then suddenly waved his palm: "The test begins!"
boom!
The two majestic and surging elemental powers rushed out of the two people on the stage almost at the same time. At the level of the strong elemental power, even those personally transmitted major disciples of the Four Halls, their expressions are all The movement, the Nine Yuan Nirvana, the peak of Nirvana, such a level, it is really unfathomable.
Huh.
Ying Xiaoxiaoyu held her hand lightly, and a three-foot green front was lingering with blue light, flashing out of her hand, a cold light reflected into the pair of clear and beautiful eye pupils, and then her figure turned into a burst of light and shadow. Swept out.
The light and shadow, like a slender lightning, appeared in front of Wang Yan in a flash. The sharp Qingfeng directly brought a sharp and straight arc and pierced Wang Yan's door.
And that is, at the moment Ying Xiaoxiao's offensive arrived, Wang Yan also made a sudden move. At that moment, a fierce and cold spirit burst out from his body, and his two fingers propelled out violently. It was the directly born Qing Feng that came from a violent stabbing sandwiched in between.
laugh!
The sharp sword light suddenly solidified when Wang Yan's eyebrows were still an inch away from his heart. Wang Yan stepped out and swiped his fingers across the Qingfeng sword, and then, like a poisonous snake, slammed Ying Xiaoxiao to the jade hand holding the sword. .
Ying Xiaoxiao's eyes condensed, and she could feel the terrifying power of Wang Yan's fingertips. She immediately closed her wrist, and a bright blue light burst out from the long sword, and then a cold voice suddenly sounded: "Tiangang three flowers sword!"
Huh huh!
The blue light whizzed, almost instantly, it turned into three blue light sword flowers, above the sword flowers, there was a slight introverted sword light released, an extremely powerful lethality spread out.
Lin Dong’s eyes condensed as soon as the three sword flowers appeared. He could feel the power of this sword flower. If an eight-dimensional Nirvana realm powerhouse was hit frontally, it would have been severely injured. Ying Xiaoxiao's ability to be regarded as the first person among the younger generation of Dao Sect is really not a false rumor.
In the face of Ying Xiaoxiao's offensive, Wang Yan also did not show the slightest underestimation. He took two steps and squeezed his palm. The black giant sword behind him suddenly flew out and fell into his hands.
"Black Demon Slash!"
Wang Yan held a black epee in his hand, his face was indifferent, without the slightest fancy swordsmanship, his majestic vitality surged wildly, and then he slashed down with an angry sword.
call out!
The huge black sword light, like a train of horses, rushed straight out of Wang Yan Jianjian, then tore the air, and fought heavily on the three gorgeous sword flowers!
boom!
The low and deep voice burst open in mid-air, and then, the black light and blue light burst open. The unusually sharp sword light, as if out of control, poured out wildly, directly cutting the entire field into a riddle of holes.
A wisp of sword light passed over Wang Yan's face, bringing up a bloodstain, but he didn't even blink his eyes, instead he stuck out his tongue and licked the bloodstain, which looked quite fierce.
Bang!
Wang Yan’s figure was once again swept out, with an epee in his hand, drawing a fierce trajectory, covering Ying Xiaoxiao’s vitals. His moves are completely different from Ying Xiaoxiao. Amidst the fierceness, his hostility has been revealed. Obviously these years Fighting hard, tempered his fierce combat style.
In the face of Wang Yan's fierce offensive, Ying Xiaoxiao did not give in. The majestic vitality of the Nine Yuan Nirvana Realm urged all of them at this moment, and the three-foot green front brought the sword light to the sky, facing Wang Yan. Hard regrets together.
Jingle bells.
The two figures intertwined like a ghost on the stage, the sword bodies touched, sparks sputtered, and the overflowing sword energy directly cut the stage into a mess.
Numerous gazes converged on the two ghost figures, and the sharp sword aura that permeated from there made many people's scalp numb. They knew that if they were changed to them, they would have been cut by those sword auras. It's gone...
"What a fierce sword spirit..."
In the area where the Desolate Palace disciples were located, Pang Tong and the others looked at the arena where they were fighting with shock on their faces, and couldn't help but be speechless.
"Sister Xiaoxiao's strength is really strong, and even Senior Brother Wang Yan can't help her, Junior Brother Lin Dong, look at this competition, which one of them has a better chance of winning?" Fang Yun sighed, and then smiled at Lin Dong. Asked.
Lin Dong frowned slightly, then shook his head slightly, did not make any conclusions, but there was a slight worry in the depths of his eyes.
The situation in the court is indeed equal. Ying Xiaoxiao's strength is not weaker than Wang Yan, and the offensive and defensive is also quite perfect, but... Compared with Wang Yan, she is a bit less aggressive.
It can be seen that Wang Yan is a person who has experienced the real battle of life and death. Between his offensives, there is a kind of fierce strength that will never return. This kind of person, like a desperate Saburo, will pay a slight price in exchange Significant benefit...
In the fight between the strong, sometimes, as long as the momentum is slightly controlled by the other party, it will completely fall into the disadvantage, and even the other party will find the flaws and kill them.
Therefore, although the situation is good at the moment, Lin Dong knows that Wang Yan is just looking for that kind of opportunity, and a person like him, once he seizes the opportunity, the next offensive will definitely be. To end this competition...
"I hope Master Xiaoxiao can be aware of it..."
Lin Dong sighed softly in his heart. He is not familiar with Wang Yan, so he is naturally happy that Ying Xiaoxiao can win this competition.
Thinking in his heart, his gaze suddenly looked at the distant temple area, where, the girl with ponytails, slim, her pretty cheeks, but at this time it was full of tension and some hidden deep. She seemed to have found something uneasy.
The girl's perception seemed to be very keen. When Lin Dong looked at her, she also turned her head and stared at Lin Dong with big bright black eyes.
Looking at each other like this, the girl didn't blush anymore, but in those beautiful and bright eyes, some sad colors passed through, like dark clouds on the blue sky, which made people a little bit distressed.
"Ugh."
Lin Dong sighed lightly, turned his head, and cast his gaze towards the Taichung scene, his gaze flickering slightly.