Chapter 243

"Good physical defense, no wonder I was able to take a punch without death or injury. It's interesting!" On the wall, I don't know when Yuan Tong appeared behind qingyunzi. Looking at the Yang Ye in the field, Yuan Tong said with a faint smile.

"Have you dealt with him?" Qingyun Zi looked at Yuan Tong and asked.

Yuan Tong nodded and said with a smile, "old Yun doesn't need to worry. Even if he understands the meaning of the sword and his body is comparable to Wang Jiexuan beast, he is destined to be my stepping stone!" In the tone, there is a strong confidence.

Smell speech, green cloud son nodded. He is more or less clear about Yuan Tong's real strength. Although Yang Ye understands the meaning of the sword and his body is comparable to Wang Jiexuan beast, as Yuantong said, he can only be the stepping stone of Yuantong after all. In addition to the poplar leaves, the people below are not?

It can be said that the future millennium of southern regions is destined to be the stage of Yuantong and the stage of Yuanmen!

On the competition stage, Li Xianjun wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, then looked at the Yang Ye, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice: "it's comparable to the physical defense of the king's Xuan beast. I really underestimated you again!" Yang Ye's strength, he always felt like his younger brother, that is, the dead Shura. However, after several times of fighting, he found that the strength of the person he had valued before was far beyond his estimation!

Yang ye walked slowly to Li Xianjun and said, "you have always underestimated me, including now, you are still underestimating me, aren't you?"

"Oh?" Li Xianjun eyebrows a pick, way: "it seems that you have more powerful cards, I really want to see."

Yang Ye didn't speak any more. With the blessing of the high wind step and the high wind boots, Yang Ye's speed reached its peak in an instant. His body shape left a shadow in his place. His body was in front of Li Xianjun in an instant, and then the purple spirit sword in his hand was slashed towards Li Xianjun like a storm.

He would like to exert all his strength to solve Li Xianjun, but he can't, because there are more powerful enemies behind Li Xianjun. If he exposes all his cards now, it will be more and more difficult for him to fight in the future, because people will guard against him. What he wanted was Qin Youran of the great Qin Empire, Yuantong of Yuanmen, and the two daughters of the second palace who despised him!

Only when they despise him, the more chance he has to win the first place in the blue cloud list! On the contrary, if these people value him, his next battle will be more and more difficult!

On the competition stage, Yang Ye and Li Xianjun come and go. The speed of the two hands makes countless people stare at them, because countless people can't see the two people's moves clearly. On the competition stage, there are only continuous gold and iron fighting sounds!

An hour later, Li Xianjun's clothes were worn out. On Li Xianjun's body, there were countless sword marks. In contrast, Yang Ye's clothes were also tattered, but there was no wound on his body. Obviously, since the fight for an hour, Yang Ye has the upper hand!

Yang Ye's playing method is a bit rogue, yes, he has completely given up defense now, and Li Xianjun is exchanging injuries for injuries. How can Li Xianjun's physical defense have his toughness? So after the battle, Li Xianjun was injured all over the body, but he was perfect!

Looking at the Yang Ye on the stage, countless mysterious people under the stage, especially those in the No. 9 arena, all showed their dignified expression. Because Yang Ye's physical defense was a little too terrible. The scythe in Li Xianjun's hand was at least the Xuanbao of the earth level. However, with the blessing of killing, they could not break Yang Ye's skin. If they met Yang Ye, Yang ye would be Standing for them to kill, they may not be able to kill!

"Peng!"

Long sword and sickle intersect, Li Xianjun and Yang yedun are separated.

Feeling that the whole body was bleeding, Li Xianjun took a deep breath, and then the dark Qi in his body surged wildly. The black sickle slowly raised and pointed to Yang Ye, saying, "I made a lot of mistakes when I met you, but now I promise, I will never be in fan again!" At the same time, Li Xianjun's eyes were slightly closed. At the same time, countless black gas fell out of thin air, covering Li Xianjun in an instant. Among these black gas, there were countless blood threads flowing rapidly, which was extremely weird!

At this time, Li Xianjun was extremely subdued. Because he fought with Yang Ye for such a long time, he was not only the first to get hurt, but also was steadily suppressed by Yang Ye. How could he bear this as the number one figure of the younger generation of ghost sect? So he's not going to keep his hands!

"This is the medium level metaphysical skill of ghost clan: is the evil spirit towering?" On the wall of the palace, Qingyun Zi looked at the dead bones of the ghost sect and asked.

On hearing this, Yu Heng and Su Qingshi of Jianzong changed their faces. Of course, they knew about this mysterious skill. This is a very famous metaphysical skill of the ghost sect, in which countless sword sect disciples died. At this time, both of them were worried, because the sword sect didn't seem to have given Yang Ye any mysterious skills

That is to say, what does Yang Ye use to fight against the medium level metaphysics of the earth level?

With a smile on his face for the first time, he said, "the medium level metaphysical skills of this level are divided into nine levels, and Xianjun has already cultivated to the seventh level. With some secret methods, he can exert 80% of the power of this mysterious skill. 80% of the power against a person who only understands the meaning of a Epee, ha ha... "Hearing the words of withered bones, Su Qingshi's worries grew stronger in his eyes!

And Caifeng in Baihua palace sneered at the corners of her mouth. Naturally, she didn't want Yang Ye to survive. Now it's the best! Of course, even if Yang ye did not die in the hands of Li Xianjun, he would also die in the hands of Wen Renyue, Yuan Tong and Qin Youran. For her, it would be better for Yang Ye to die earlier!

On the competition stage, there was more and more black air around Li Xianjun. Within a few minutes, the whole competition platform was surrounded by countless black gas, among which countless blood threads like earthworms were shuttling through the black air, which was extremely strange.

The countless mysterious people under the stage have retreated for at least ten Zhang, because they are afraid and frightened by the terrible breath of the fierce evil spirit on the Biwu stage.

Looking at the scene that was like the end of the world, Yang Ye's face was dignified and his eyes narrowed slightly. He knew clearly the power of the earth level metaphysics. At present, Li Xianjun's metaphysical skills at this time were all inferior or even intermediate ones. What's more, the red blood in the black gas made him feel some palpitation.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ye's inner mysterious Qi also surged wildly. At this moment, he can't use the body to hard regret, because the earth level metaphysics has been able to destroy his body. Not to mention the current level of Xuanji and the killing intention of blessing, you know, the power of the ground level Xuanji under the blessing of killing intention is extremely terrible!

With the dark air in his body constantly surging, Yang Ye's purple spirit sword suddenly burst out a flash of golden light, and then a clear sound of sword sound resounded in the field, and a sword awn continuously expanded and flashed from the Yang Ye purple spirit sword. Occasionally, the sword awn shot out, hitting the hard ground, there would be several dark black holes on the ground!

"What is his sword skill?" On the wall of the palace, Qingyun Zi asked with a frown.

Yuan Tong shook his head behind him and said, "it seems that the sword clan doesn't have this kind of sword skill!"

Hearing their words, several people from Baihua palace, ghost sect and ice and snow palace looked at Yuheng and Su Qingshi of Jianzong at the same time. They are also curious about what sword techniques Yang Ye wants to use to fight against the ghost clan's Li Xianjun. After all, the sword school is famous all over the world!

Seeing all the people looking at him, Yu Heng smiles bitterly and shakes his head. It seems that Jianzong has never taught Yang Ye any advanced sword skills. Therefore, he is also very curious about what sword skills Yang Ye wants to use to fight against Li Xianjun of the ghost clan! You know, what Li Xianjun is doing is the intermediate level metaphysical skill. How can I resist it?

Not only on the wall of the Imperial Palace, countless people looked at Yang Ye and wanted to see what earth shaking Sword Yang Ye was going to display!

But under the gaze of countless people, Yang Ye's eyes are slowly closed, only the purple spirit sword in the hand is constantly shaking violently.

Seeing this scene, countless people are stunned. Is Yang Ye going to die?

At this time, Li Xianjun on the competition platform took a step in the direction of Yang Ye. Looking at the poplar leaves, Li Xianjun's face was ferocious. At a certain moment, the dark air in Li Xianjun's body gushed out like the tide. Then his right hand lifted up, and the sickle in his hand rapidly rotated. With the rapid rotation of the sickle, the black sickle blade in Li Xianjun's hand was a few Wisp blood silk is the first to shoot at the poplar leaf in the past!

Blood speed is very fast, like lightning, the field people can not see the trace of the blood, only hear a sharp piercing sound!

Yang Ye didn't open his eyes. Instead, he held the sword in one hand and chopped in front of him. A golden sword spirit shot out. With the blessing of the sword, the golden sword spirit was extremely fierce and fast. Everyone only saw a flash of sword light in the scene!

"Boom

Suddenly, there was a loud noise of energy on the competition platform, and then an invisible air wave suddenly spread around. Where the air wave passed, the ground of the competition platform suddenly cracked, and the cracks of arm thickness spread rapidly around.

At the sight of this scene, all the people under the competition platform showed a look of horror. The power was so terrible that it was enough to kill many of them!

At this moment, countless people are shocked!

See blood silk is blown to pieces by Yang Ye Jian Qi, Li Xianjun facial expression instantly ferocious rise, and then a roar, "go!"

As the saying goes, countless black air on him and on the competition platform suddenly and quickly gathered together, forming a huge python. The huge Python formed by the black gas is extremely huge, covering the whole Biwu platform. Countless black gas gushes out from the black python, and people are frightened It's like the end of the day.

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