If the sword cultivation is further subdivided, it can be divided into several types, such as the fast sword that wins with speed, the heavy sword that is thick and heavy, or the sword cultivation that is dexterous and ethereal, making people unpredictable and unpredictable. Either way, each has its own unique features, and naturally, there are different ways to deal with them.

Of course, these are too profound for the current Night Moon, although Night Moon has a superficial understanding of sword cultivation, but when these sword cultivators are juxtaposed in front of her and show their unique sword moves, she still can't subdivide what type the other party belongs to, at most she squeezes out two words, sword cultivation.

Night Moon stared at the other party's sharp blade that had been unsheathed, and sighed secretly. It's really inexperienced!

Raising his eyes and looking directly into the other party's eyes, they were a pair of extremely calm eyes, and among the people I knew, the only person who was similar to these eyes was the senior brother named Ge Mo.

Since Yeyue discovered the general means of accosting, the other party was either completely indifferent, or hastily dismissed a few words, and then stood silently on the field, not knowing what he was thinking, but he stood in the ring without doing anything, and the disciples who were watching from the audience soon became impatient and commotion.

In order to prevent the commotion from spreading, the elder in charge of the ring had no choice but to speak out.

"Ahem! If you think you are invincible, you can admit defeat. The elder in charge was also not optimistic about the night moon in the early foundation building period, so he thought that he was a kind reminder.

There was a burst of laughter from the audience, "The fact that the disciple of the beast control lineage can't fight is well known, and this night senior sister doesn't have to feel ashamed of admitting defeat." ＂

"That's right, just admit defeat! No one will laugh at you. "A disciple who bets on Night Moon and can't make it into the top fifty, I wish she would admit defeat immediately.

The disciple surnamed Gong, who had been quietly observing Yeyue, also spoke at this time, "Let you make a move, let's do it!"

Ye Yue smiled slightly, "Thank you, Senior Brother Gong, for your kindness." ＂

Facing sword cultivation, although it is the first time, she has a supreme power inheritance, even if she does not have a deep understanding of sword cultivation, it still makes her a little more confident than others.

Her right hand slowly raised, her slender jade fingers dancing violently, and a few rays of light flew out of her sleeve.

Just like the previous game, Ye Yue released six or seven low-level spiritual weapons in one go, and the disciples who happened to have seen Ye Yue's last competition under the ring, or the disciples who had gone to inquire about the previous process, saw that she was six or seven low-level spiritual weapons as soon as she shot at this moment, and couldn't help but shake their heads regretfully.

"This hand is not much different from the last one!"

"The same method, the first time you may be able to surprise, but I'm afraid this time it won't go so well. ＂

"Senior Brother Gong is a sword cultivator, good at close combat, not an ordinary monk who is good at magic, this kind of disturbance method will definitely not work. ＂

The disciples under the ring, whispering, almost few people are really optimistic about Yeyue.

Although their whispering voices were not loud, they still entered Yeyue's ears word for word, and similarly, these words also entered the ears of the elder in charge of the ring, although the elder didn't say anything, but the sharp eyes still made those disciples who whispered quickly close their mouths.

Although the content is not to teach Yeyue how to deal with it, nor is it to help Yeyue cheat or anything, it is still a reminder to Yeyue, so that this elder has to take into account the fairness of the competition, and use his eyes to stifle the whispers of those people, so as to prevent those disciples from saying more unfavorable words against one of them.

Ye Yue smiled, her jade fingers changed again and again, and she remotely controlled the low-level spiritual weapons in front of her, only to see six or seven low-level spiritual weapons suddenly scattered, each in the air, and each spiritual weapon was aimed at the disciple surnamed Gong.

The disciple surnamed Gong only glanced lightly at the spiritual weapons scattered in the air, and then moved his gaze back to Yeyue's body.

Under the gaze of the disciple surnamed Gong, Yeyue performed a wind trick on herself, and then said very solemnly: "Senior Brother Gong, the little sister has begun." ＂

Without waiting for the disciple surnamed Gong to respond, the words fell, and the left hand, which had been doing nothing, suddenly slashed horizontally, and the change of the jade finger of the right hand was several times faster in an instant.

The next picture made everyone stammer.

A wind blade condensed at some point, with the stroke of Yeyue's left hand, slashed horizontally towards the disciple surnamed Gong, and it seemed that there were six or seven low-level spiritual weapons pulled by an invisible silk thread, under the remote control of the jade finger of Yeyue's right hand, some of them slammed into the disciples of Gong with a rapid momentum, and some of them differentiated into several rays of light, winding towards the disciples surnamed Gong, and some of them bloomed with brilliant light at the same time, turning into three shuttles, shooting towards the vital points on the disciples surnamed Gong at an extremely tricky angle.

Although the disciple surnamed Gong was expressionless, he could not hide the surprise in his eyes. He kicked at his feet, avoiding the wind blades that slashed horizontally, and the sword in his hand danced repeatedly, splitting the attacks that could not be avoided one by one.

At this time, Ye Yue, who had applied a wind walking technique to her body, moved, and her body slid to the diagonal right rear of the disciple surnamed Gong as if it were weightless.

If the disciple surnamed Gong doesn't need to deal with the attacking attack, he only needs to turn slightly sideways, and he can swing a sharp sword in the direction of the night moon, even if he can't win with a sword, he is confident that he will force the other party away with a sword, however, the fact is that he did split the attacking attack, resulting in him unable to adjust his body in time, although the sword in his hand changed direction in time to meet the approaching night moon, but because of the angle behind the right, he could not swing the power of this sword, but there was a kind of suppression, so that he could not make the dilemma of not being able to make force.

"Boom!"

The piercing sound of metal striking made the disciple surnamed Gong's eyes jump.

At the first moment of reacting, the disciple surnamed Gong instinctively thought that nine out of ten of the attacks from the diagonal right rear must be a certain instantaneous spell of the night moon, but he never expected that the vibration of the sword in his hand and the sound that came into his ears firmly overturned his guess.

After being a sword cultivator for many years, can there be less time to learn from his senior brothers? The vibration from the sword in his hand, how could the disciple surnamed Gong not know what was colliding with his sword.

A sword, a sword of no good grade.

The surname Gong turned around, his eyes touched the night moon, revealing a "sure enough" look.

Seeing that the blow was missed, Ye Yue's figure immediately floated backwards, widening the distance between them, and a low-level spirit sword that originally appeared in her hand at some unknown time also flew towards the disciple surnamed Gong at this time;

The disciple surnamed Gong suddenly fell into a situation of being caught between the front and back, but even so, the night moon was not enough, and the jade fingers of his right hand were flipped and hooked, and the six or seven low-level spiritual weapons in the air turned flexibly, once again showing their due effectiveness.

This scene only took up a very short time, and some people finally came back to their senses from their mouths and asked the people around them in a speechless manner.

"Division...... Brother, can you be like her? Control six or seven low-level spiritual weapons at the same time?"

The disciple who was also shocked, known as Senior Brother, shook his head, "Controlling six or seven low-level spirit weapons at the same time to slash and slash, this is okay...... But she can't be like her, and at the same time, activate those low-level spirit weapons, and make actions other than slashing and slashing...... To control the spirit weapon to turn into a filament of light and wrap it around the enemy, it needs spiritual power and divine consciousness to support it, or is it several...... I'm sure I can't do that!"