Ye Cheng didn't know how to refute under his eyes, and he was so angry that he trembled like a sheep's madness.

"Yo, why are you excited to look like this, be careful that your heart can't bear it. Li Yunxiao said sarcastically.

"Li Yunxiao, be a man, don't be arrogant when you should be low-key, or you can't, it's easy to die prematurely. ”

Ye Cheng was so angry that he couldn't stand it anymore, he was no longer verbose, his mind moved, the battle spirit was mobilized, the silver-white long sword turned his hand, the sword shot out, two inches long, and then with the rotation of the hilt, it cut down in an arc in the air.

Li Yunxiao snorted lightly, his heart was as calm as water, his steps were light, his body was as light as nothing, his eyes were staring at the sword, and he always kept a distance of one zhang from it, and then he took out the long sword behind his back, and pointed it down, and it landed right on the tip of Ye Cheng's sword, making a clear sound of "Zheng".

This point is like a stroke of genius, it is really just right, and it instantly crushes all of Ye Cheng's momentum.

"This kid's eyesight is really vicious, and he can catch such a small flaw. ”

"It would be even better if the power was a few points higher!"

"He's just a one-star samurai, and it's extremely good to be able to do that.

"That's the truth, if I had attached that sword just now, I really wouldn't know how to crack it. ”

There was a lot of discussion around, but most of the people were applauding Li Yunxiao, but when it fell into Ye Cheng's ears, it was extremely harsh.

Ye Cheng's face erupted with a thick killing intent.

His body turned sharply, and the silver-white long sword took advantage of the situation to draw a complete arc, and then lifted it from the bottom to the top, and the end was almost connected together, with a strong wind whimper, and shouted: "Xu said a style: clear the clouds and see the sun." ”

In an instant, everyone seemed to see a golden sun rising into the sky. In the scorching sun, there was a terrifying sword glow.

This is a mid-grade yellow-level sword technique, and its power is extraordinary, and it requires the cultivation of a samurai to be able to cultivate. Because Li Yunxiao had just been promoted to a warrior, he hadn't had time to cultivate such powerful sword skills.

Under the oppression of this round of scorching sun sword power, he was immediately shocked, and while his steps retreated sharply, he swung out more than a dozen swords in one breath, and the sword slashed above the golden scorching sun, making a metal collision sound like a gong.

But every time he slashed out with his sword, the tiger's mouth holding the sword was shocked to numbness, and later, he even cracked several bloody wounds, and the blood flowed. However, after blocking more than a dozen swords in a row, the power of the golden scorching sun gradually weakened, and finally turned into annihilation.

Ye Cheng snorted coldly and said: "Pick me up and say that I will see the sun by clearing the clouds, and I will make it so embarrassing, I will see how you can take my second style of the rising sun: Yunkai Sunrise." ”

Li Yunxiao sneered: "It seems that you have taken a big advantage, you have the ability, and if you win, you won't be ashamed if you brag about it." ”

Ye Cheng smiled: "Then you can take a good look." Then he flipped his wrist and pulled out the sword flowers, and finally merged into one and spun out, as if to cut the space.

smiled: "If you can't stop it, just let me die!"

The power of this sword was very powerful, and even if the onlookers stood ten meters away, they all felt the sharpness of the sword, and some people who were slightly weaker in cultivation were afraid of being unjustified and retreated.

Li Haitao's face was moved, and he was worried about Li Yunxiao.

Li Yunxiao also felt a huge pressure, and her expression was extremely serious. Although he was extremely confident, he was not so confident that he was blind to conceit, and he knew very well that the power of this move was not something he could resist at this time in his kendo cultivation.

His sword momentum then changed, from the previous masculine and domineering power, to the current feminine and tenacious power, ready to use the word "unloading" to dissolve this powerful force little by little.

Therefore, he didn't dare to use every sword, he retreated when he touched it, and walked away when he touched it, like a loach, very slippery. And at the same time as the sword is drawn, the power of ice is injected into it.

This icy cold power penetrated into Ye Cheng's body along the sword body through the short time when the two swords collided, affecting the flow speed of Ye Cheng's battle qi, thereby weakening its power.

But Ye Cheng was in the midst of an angry rampage, so he didn't notice this small change. In the blink of an eye, the two fought more than ten times.

The more Ye Cheng fought, the more aggrieved he became.

Every time, when he thought that his long sword would definitely be able to shake the long sword in Li Yunxiao's hand, he helplessly found that the sword in Li Yunxiao's hand was like a fish swimming in the water, and it could always slip away from that subtle gap when there was no room for it.

And his sword skills of such power for a long time still have a great burden on him, a three-star warrior, and after only performing two moves, the battle qi in his body has been gone.

At this level of consumption, he could only perform a sword skill of this power three more times. And if he can't defeat Li Yunxiao within three moves, then what awaits him will be exhausted. At that point, he's in trouble.

It's just that this powerful sword skill can't hurt Li Yunxiao at all. Don't say three moves, what about thirty moves?

Thinking of this, Ye Cheng felt a chord in his heart, shouted loudly, and said: "The Three Styles of the Rising Sun: The Sun Shines on the Earth." ”

This move, with Ye Cheng's heyday strength, is not much of a problem, but it is difficult to say now. It's just that at this moment, if he doesn't perform this trick, he no longer has the confidence to defeat Li Yunxiao, who is as slippery as a loach.

Therefore, he poured the battle qi in his body into the long sword in his hand.

Victory or defeat is in this move.

The silver-white long sword seemed to be reborn, making a buzzing sound, and the sword light doubled, and the golden light was shining, like a rising sun.

"Ye Cheng has been able to use this sword move to such an extent, which has surpassed many people. ”

"Yes, although this kid's cultivation is a little weaker, he still has some unique understanding of sword intent. ”

"I wonder which of the two of them is better?"

"Then it is also said, it must be Ye Cheng, you didn't see that Li Yunxiao still relied on skillful strength to resolve it when he received the second style of the rising sun. Therefore, with Li Yunxiao's strength, it is absolutely impossible to take over the Rising Sun Three Styles. ”

Hearing that the people around him were not optimistic about Li Yunxiao, Li Haitao was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe, and his heart was beating violently. He clenched his hands into fists, clenched them hard, and secretly prayed for Li Yunxiao.

Li Yunxiao's face was heavy, he didn't dare to be careless, the long sword spun rapidly in his hand, and the sword qi quickly cut the surrounding air, turning it into points of light, and then shouted: "Plum Blossom Three Alleys: Starry Shower." ”

A sword was sacrificed, and the swords of the two quickly intertwined, colliding into gorgeous flowers.

After Ye Cheng displayed this sword move, he was a little out of breath and his face was pale, but his eyes were much brighter than before, and he looked extremely confident.

He sneered: "Inferior yellow-level sword skills, and still delusional to resist, ridiculous, give me death." ”

As the word "death" fell, Ye Cheng extinguished the "Starry Rain" pulled out by Li Yunxiao one by one, and then the long sword passed through the sword blockade and stabbed out at lightning speed.

Li Haitao was shocked and exclaimed: "Yunxiao, be careful!"

But his words were already a step too late, and the sword in Ye Cheng's hand had already pierced deeply into Li Yunxiao's chest.