The two collided with each other sword by sword, and there was a loud noise, and the sword was vertical and horizontal, making the onlookers feel a burst of blood boiling, and subconsciously clenched their fists, lest they miss any wonderful details.

In fact, both of them are more skillful, Yang Yi's martial arts skills derived from the continuous fighting are completely intent, and they are extremely exquisite, but Meng Ruhu is also good at borrowing strength and strength.

Now the two have used all their housekeeping skills, and they are equal for a while, and they are tied.

However, there are no absolutes.

Over time, the subtlety of the sword moves gradually became apparent.

Although Meng Ruhu's dexterity is also very exquisite, Yang Yi's Nine Dragons Technique is even better than him, and Yang Yi should have the upper hand, but that aura shield suddenly became very weird, and when flying, it was no longer straight like before, but up and down, left and right, in a wavy shape.

From time to time, I come to Yang Yi, and the timing is very good. Ling Yangyi had to be distracted to deal with this thing, and the situation that could have had the upper hand was suppressed like this.

Disgrace!

The giant sword was actually slammed away by the long sword of a heaven-level powerhouse.

The mercenaries and guards who were watching all sighed helplessly, they also saw that Yang Yi was now at a disadvantage, but they didn't think it was so, a heaven-level powerhouse actually knocked the giant sword of a heaven-level peak realm powerhouse away again and again, in fact, it was already a victory.

After all, Meng Ruhu's heavy sword had the upper hand in this collision of aura.

The two of them faced each other with dozens of swords, this time everyone didn't bargain, most of the strength was lost in the confrontation, and a storm of aura rolled up around them, if it weren't for the aura shield that had already been laid around, I am afraid that the surrounding audience would be injured.

The little advantage that Yang Yi had built up with his sword moves was almost insignificant.

Meng Ruhu was shocked in his heart, he felt as if he was covered by a huge net, unable to really contribute

What's even more terrifying is that this huge net is gradually closing, and his movements are being restricted, making it more and more difficult to truly unleash the full power of his sword moves.

If this continues, you can only wait for death.

Meng Ruhu was never willing to fail, he wanted to maintain his dignity as a heaven-level peak realm powerhouse, especially not to lose to a heaven-level powerhouse!

The two of them stood in place in unison, motionless, their swords turning into two swords, striking like lightning, and the sound of metal clashing was endless.

The power of one sword is stronger than the other, and when the thirteenth sword is slashed, a looming purple thunder light suddenly appears around the surroundings, surrounding the two of them!

"It's not good, stop it quickly!" The pleasant female voice suddenly shouted: "The surrounding aura is too thick, there may be a storm of aura and cause the space to collapse!"

The demon beast pets of the guards were full of spirituality and had already become restless, and the surrounding audience gradually discovered the dangerous aura in the air, and subconsciously retreated.

However, because of the excitement, everyone ignored this point, and thought it was a special aura confrontation between the two.

The two people who were fighting were on the rise, naturally ignoring everything around them, Yang Yi and Meng Ruhu continued to urge the aura and slashed more than a dozen swords again.

The transparent lightning chain suddenly became clear, and it fluttered like a wave. Shen Qiuyue also felt that something was wrong, flew down from the sky, and landed in front of Dean Oshima Kawaxiong, wanting Dean Oshima Kawaxiong to stop the fight between the two.

"Hurry up and stop, or ......"

Zheng!

Before the panicked female voice could finish speaking, the two swords intersected again, Yang Yi and Meng Ruhu each took a breath, and were about to close their swords and compare again, but found that a small white dot appeared where the two swords collided.

What is that!

The two of them had this question at the same time, and before they could react, the translucent purple thunder light suddenly burst, and one end of it instantly stabbed this small white spot.

A dazzling white light flashed, and a loud explosion sounded between the two of them. Where the white glitter shone, the aura miraculously evaporated.

All the cultivators' faces turned pale, and the aura on their bodies seemed to be drained in an instant!

As soon as Yang Yi opened his eyes, he saw Shen Qiuyue sitting on the edge of his bed, looking down with a sad and confused expression, her eyes were red and swollen like peaches, and she kept wiping her hands on her face, but the tears couldn't be stopped, and they fell down in a hurry. Yang Yi felt pain in his heart, and wanted to persuade her to stop crying, opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't make a sound, not only that, but his body couldn't move, and when he looked down, he found that his whole body was wrapped in white bandages, like a mummy.

What's going on?

Yang Yi blinked his dry eyes, and slowly recalled that when he and Meng Ruhu were fighting, there was a sudden blinding white light and a violent explosion between the two, and then his eyes were black and unconscious.

Yang Yi felt a burst of satisfaction.

Yes, it's better to be alive than anything else. Of course, it is a great happiness for his beloved to be by his side.

He wanted to tell Shen Qiuyue that he was awake, but his throat was like smoke and fire, and he couldn't make any sound at all. The mouth opened and closed for a long time, and finally came with a cough.

Shen Qiuyue looked at Yang Yi who opened her eyes in surprise, stayed for a while, and suddenly pounced on Yang Yi and cried.

It turned out that both Yang Yi and Meng Ruhu were severely burned in that explosion, and both of them were almost charred. Zhou Ping and Shen Qiuyue jointly used the wood aura to heal the two of them, and Meng Ruhu's external injuries healed on the spot, but he was still in a coma, and it took a certain amount of time to wake up.

Unfortunately, the wood-based aura had no effect on Yang Yi at all, and all the wood-based aura disappeared without a trace as soon as it touched Yang Yi's body.

Even Shen Qiuyue was a little prostrate, Yang Yi still had no improvement, and it seemed to be counterproductive, his breathing was getting weaker and weaker, if it wasn't for the fact that he could still sense a trace of life, he would almost think that he was dying.

I don't know when Yang Yi will wake up, Shen Qiuyue didn't think about tea and dinner, and washed her face with tears all day long.

Today is the seventh day.

She didn't speak, she just stared at Yang Yi who was bandaged all over her body every day, and kept crying.

At this time, Zhou Ping happened to walk in with a plate of meat porridge and heard Shen Qiuyue's rapid cry. Thinking that Yang Yi had returned to heaven, he was silent, walked to Shen Qiuyuedi's side, and was about to persuade him, but when he saw that Yang Yi had woken up, he shouted with great joy: "I really can't die!"

Yang Yi blinked. Aim at the porridge in her hand. Zhou Ping held it and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Yang Yi rolled his eyes and aimed at Shen Qiuyue, who was lying on his chest. Zhou Ping suddenly understood, put the porridge on the table, and helped Shen Qiuyue up. laughed softly: "Qiu Yue, since Yang Yi has woken up, you can eat something first, he will need your care later!"

Shen Qiuyue stopped crying and nodded. Picked up the plate, tasted the porridge with tears and a smile, and felt that the temperature was just right. Pick up some meat porridge with a small spoon, blow it gently, and bring it to Yang Yi's lips. Yang Yi was anxious, his eyes rolled wildly, Shen Qiuyue said softly as if he hadn't seen it: "Good, eat quickly, the injury will be healed soon." ”