clang!
Another extremely crisp sound of gold and iron spread out in the arena, and the sharp sword light swept away. Both figures took a dozen steps back, and where they settled, the thick floor was also covered. The sword aura that permeated, shook into a powder.
The offensives of the two were extremely fierce and fierce. The title of the first person in the younger generation of Dao Sect and the second most wanted list of the sect, it seems that they did not come in vain.
Ying Xiaoxiao's figure is steady, and the light cheeks are now filled with a rich and solemn color. After previous fights, she can already feel that Wang Yan's strength is not inferior to her. Today's War, for her, may not be easy, but...
In order to prevent Wang Yan from successfully gaining the commanding power of the disciple of the Sect Grand Circuit, she must stop him anyway!
In the clear eyes, the light flickered, Ying Xiao smiled on his cheeks, a touch of decisiveness suddenly appeared, the figure moved, and the sky was up, and then the slender hands suddenly formed dazzling seals like lightning.
Buzzing!
And with the changes in Ying Xiao Xiao Yin method, everyone can clearly feel that the fluctuations of the vitality between this heaven and earth are actually signs of faint boiling.
And when the heaven and earth vitality was boiling, Ying Xiaoxiao's body was also radiated with a rich light, which looked extremely dazzling.
"This is... Master Xiaoxiao is going to use the Emperor Sutra..."
Many disciples stared at such an abnormal movement in the sky, and immediately afterwards, there was a strong shock on their faces. Obviously, they had never thought that Ying Xiaoxiao was going to use the Emperor's Sutra so fast.
"Don't you want to drag it down..."
Lin Dong also noticed the horrible fluctuations of Ying Xiaoxiao's body, and his lips were slightly pursed. It seems that Ying Xiaoxiao also understands that Wang Yan's combat experience is extremely rich. If it is prolonged for a long time, he will find flaws by the other party. In this way, it might as well be simple and neat. With the help of the Emperor Sutra, it might be possible to change some forms.
The majestic and vast fluctuations, like the waves, centered on Ying Xiaoxiao, continuously swept away in all directions, and the whole world seemed to be much dimmed at this moment.
"Brother Wang Yan, I know you harbor hatred, but there are some things that are hard to do now. Some hatreds are not forgotten. In the future, there will always be time to collect debts." Ying Xiao smiled and hung in the sky, his eyes locked on the king below. Yan, a soft voice, slowly passed down.
"Continue to bear the humiliation like this?"
On Wang Yan's indifferent face, there seemed to be a touch of sarcasm. He glanced at the seat on the high platform, then shook his head, and said in a low voice: "I can't bear it."
"Let's do it, but if you are so soft-hearted, I won't show mercy anymore. In the sect contest, the beasts of Yuanmen will not be the slightest softness to you!" Wang Yan raised his head, and the coldness in his eyes began to condense, cold. The voice made many Dao Sect disciples brave all over their bodies.
Seeing Wang Yan still being so stubborn, Ying Xiaoxiao flashed a look of helplessness in his eyes, and then took a breath, suppressing the emotions surging in his heart, and the changing handprints suddenly condensed.
Boom!
The monstrous power of the heavens and the earth, like a huge wave, madly condenses behind Ying Xiaoxiao. In the next instant, the huge wave surging, turned into a huge lightsaber of nearly one hundred feet behind him!
When the lightsaber appeared, the nearby sky seemed to be distorted, and most of the Taoist disciples' complexions turned pale at this moment. They could feel the waves of destruction pervading the lightsaber. If this sword is slashed at them, I am afraid that even the ashes will not be left.
That lightsaber, as if possessing the terrifying power to split the world!
"What a powerful Emperor Sutra..."
Lin Dong stared at the giant sword in the sky with amazement, and even he felt extremely frightened by the sharp fluctuations emanating from it. The four great wonders of the Taoist School are indeed well-deserved...
"The Emperor's Sutra, the Great Sky Moyun Sword!"
And under the gathering of countless gazes, Ying Xiaoxiao jade pointed out her hand, and then grabbed the giant lightsaber far away, and in a moment, a cold voice suddenly came from her mouth, and at the same time, her figure , Appeared directly on the giant sword, and then suddenly waved his palm.
Huh!
With Ying Xiaoxiao's jade hand falling, the giant lightsaber floating above the sky also turned the tip of the sword at this moment, and then from above the sky, it rushed straight towards Wang Yan.
Chi Chi!
The lightsaber swept down, and a dazzling trace was also left from the void space. It looked like even the space was split by this sword.
The ground below, at this moment, all cracked, the terrifying giant sword has not yet fallen, and the fierce sword wind has penetrated down, splitting the huge field into two halves.
The terrible wind pressure pressed the robe on Wang Yan's body to close to his body, but he still raised his head, and the giant sword was rapidly enlarged in his eyes.
"The Emperor Sutra..."
Wang Yan's indifferent face seemed to move, and immediately, a low muttering voice came from his mouth: "Have you forgotten that I am also a disciple of the Temple of Heaven..."
boom!
With the falling of Wang Yan's muttering voice, suddenly violent elemental power erupted from his body, and his whole body's heaven and earth elemental energy also boiled at this moment. In the end, it was directly in the distortion of that space, and it was also transformed into an incomparable one. Ying Xiaoxiao condensed a giant lightsaber how weak the lightsaber was.
Between the two, it's just that Ying Xiaoxiao's lightsaber is biased towards the dark blue color, while Wang Yan's handle has a dark light surging, and it looks deeper and colder.
"It turned out to be the Emperor Sutra!"
Countless eyes looked at the giant sword condensed behind Wang Yan, and then, on the top of the mountain, there were also a series of exclamations.
Lin Dong stared at this scene slightly. Wang Yan was also a disciple of the Temple of Heaven. It was not incredible that he possessed the Emperor Sutra.
"Big Sky Moyun Sword!"
The gaze of surprise in the sky did not make Wang Yan's expression fluctuate at all. With a sudden wave of his sleeves, the black giant lightsaber shot out, and at the same time his figure moved, he also appeared in the giant sword. Above, the swords of the descendants joined together, and rushed away fiercely against the lightsaber that fell from the sky like lightning.
Two bright rays of light, like two meteors, crossed the sky, and then collided under the gaze of countless eyes!
boom!
At the moment of the impact, it seemed that the world was trembling, and the terrifying and fierce sword light swept away. The dozens of huge stadiums around were all shattered by the sword light, and some Dao sect disciples around, Also hurriedly retreated, for fear of being involved.
Above the sky, black and blue rays of light were eroding crazily, and the scenery that covered the sky and the sun was like the end of the day.
Huh!
The sharp sword light whizzed past her ears with a smile, cutting off a strand of blue silk, but her eyes were clear, but she was staring at the nearby Wang Yan, and then she bit her silver teeth, three feet green. Feng flashed out, directly carrying an unusually fierce aura, stabs Wang Yan's throat violently.
Wang Yan looked at Ying Xiaoxiao's fierce offensive, but it was surprisingly never evaded. Instead, he grabbed it with a palm. It was actually necessary to resist Ying Xiaoxiao with his fleshy palm. This was enough to easily smash an Eight Element Nirvana Realm powerhouse. Sword light into two pieces.
Looking at this scene, Ying Xiaoxiao's eyes also changed. She looked at Wang Yan's face covered with stubble and scars, her teeth biting her lip.
laugh.
At the moment when Jianmang finally penetrated Wang Yan's palm, Ying Xiaoxiao still showed a bitter smile on his cheeks, and then the sword power suddenly slowed down.
squeak!
And at the moment when her sword power slowed down, Wang Yan's flesh palm already grabbed Ying Xiaoxiao's three-foot green front, sharp sword light, and instantly caused Wang Yan to be full of blood, but he was I didn’t care about it, but the pair of eyes stared at the latter, and finally shook their heads slightly, hoarsely: "I told you, don’t keep your hands..."
"Now I am no longer the brother Wang Yan you used to know... Smile, don't blame me."
Wang Yan's eyes slowly darkened, while the other palm of his hand exploded like lightning, carrying extreme violent power, and it was printed on Ying Xiaoxiao's shoulder.
Bang!
The violent force erupted like a volcano, Ying Xiaoxiao's body trembled, and there was a muffled hum from his throat, and his body fell down, and finally fell to the ground with a bit of embarrassment. The low sound of landing, directly It was to make Ying Huanhuan in the distance pale with fright.
Huh!
As soon as Ying Xiaoxiao's figure landed, a figure followed like a ghost, and then, before she could resist, a black epee glowing with cold was already in front of her.
"you lose… "
Wang Yan lowered his head and looked at the pale smiling Ying Xiao with his eyes indifferently, slowly and authentically.
The scene was full, and there was no sound for a moment. Ying Huanhuan, who was looking at this scene, staggered, her pretty face pale as paper, and the most disturbing scene in her heart finally appeared...
"Can you announce the result?" Wang Yan raised his head, looked at the deacon, and said indifferently.
The deacon froze for a moment when he heard the words, and immediately looked at Ying Xuanzi above the seat on the high platform. The latter's expression was still calm, but only Chenzhen and the others sitting beside him could see him. There were some slight cracks in the back of the chair where the palm was placed.
Under the gaze of the deacon, Ying Xuanzi finally nodded slightly.
"In this competition, Wang Yansheng!"
Upon seeing this, the deacon sighed in his heart, and then announced loudly.
The sound came out, but there was silence on the top of the mountain, and Wang Yan ignored it, retracted the heavy sword, turned around and left, and the indifferent voice spread when he turned: "When the sectarian contest began, I will come again."
Ying Xiao smiled and looked at Wang Yan's back. At this time, the rim of the eyes of the Tiandian master sister, who had always been strong and never showed a weak side in front of people, also turned red.
"elder sister."
Ying Huanhuan hurriedly fell to Ying Xiaoxiao's side. She looked at the latter's red eye circles and panicked. The tears in her big eyes tended to roll down.
The atmosphere at the top of the mountain fell into a weird silence. Everyone looked at Wang Yan, who turned around with his black epee on his back, with extremely complex expressions.
Oh, so annoying...
Looking at the extremely depressing mountaintop, Lin Dong sighed lightly and rubbed his eyebrows. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally walked out slowly.
Huh!
And at the moment Lin Dong walked out, countless eyes gathered around him, and even Ying Xiaoxiao and Ying Huanhuan both turned their heads and looked at him in a daze. .
"Senior Brother Wang Yan, the palace exam is not over yet, let's go now, maybe it's a bit early..."
Under those doubtful gazes, the thin young man seemed to spread his hands helplessly, and then his voice rang out in this sky.