Xia Xingjie stirred the Fire Spirit Sword, expanding Xiao Yu's wound until a rich smell of flesh came out, and it was not until Xiao Yu's blood was revealed on the Fire Spirit Sword that he pulled out the Fire Spirit Sword, and then, the Fire Spirit Sword slapped Xiao Yu's chest hard.

Xiao Yu's true qi was running, his feet rubbed the ground, and he stepped back ten meters before he stabilized his body.

His whole body was covered with blood, as well as the scorch marks from the fire spirit sword.

At this time, Xiao Yu was like a poor man who had just experienced a fire, extremely tragic.

Offstage, everyone couldn't bear to look at Xiao Yu anymore.

"It's miserable!"

"This Xia Xingjie's strength realm and weapons have crushed Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu will be defeated!"

"The power of the second-level spirit soldier is terrifying!"

On the stage, the corners of Xia Xingjie's mouth were already blooming.

Like a victor, he looked down on Xiao Yu arrogantly: "Xiao Yu, this is the gap between us, as long as this son relies on the Fire Spirit Sword, he can be invincible!"

"This is the gap between your and my identities, because the identity of this son is noble, so you can have this fire spirit sword, and you, with a low status, can only use the steel long sword, now you, what else do you use to resist the fire spirit sword of this world?"

"The mountain is not high, if there is an immortal, it will be spiritual! The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual! The sword is not expensive, but if there is a heart, it will be strong!" Xiao Yu looked at Xia Xingjie, "The fire spirit sword in my hand is enough to deal with you!"

"Hahaha!" Xia Xingjie seemed to have heard some nice joke, "The sword in your hand? Just the waste sword with a three-inch sword body in your hand? Is that a sword? It's not even a dagger!"

"Then try!"

Xiao Yu looked at the sword in his hand, his heart was surging, suddenly, he felt his dantian, booming, his dantian at this moment, suddenly emerged a powerful suction, strongly absorbing the true qi in the void, his cultivation at this moment, finally broke through!

It's time for the Warrior Triple Heaven!

A strong aura emanated from his body, it was cultivation, and it was sword intent!

"It broke through!"

"Oh my God! Xiao Yu's body, why is there such a strong sword intent?"

"This kind of sword intent, I have only seen it in Senior Brother Li Chenyao and Senior Sister Duan Yuxi!"

The crowd was amazed.

Looking at the strong aura and sword intent on Xiao Yu's body, Xia Xingjie's heart suddenly had a bad feeling: "I can't play anymore!"

He brandished the Fire Spirit Sword and swung it towards Xiao Yu!

And yet—

It's late!

Around Xiao Yu's body, an endless purple sky qi had been condensed, and that purple sky qi exuded a cold sword qi under the addition of sword intent!

"Ninth Sword - Ziyu Sword Wave!"

When the words fell, the endless Zixiao Qi turned into a sharp Zixiao small sword, exuding endless sword might, Xiao Yu swung down with a sword, and the dense Zixiao small sword was like a surging tsunami, and like a crazy locust, surging towards Xia Xingjie.

In an instant, Xia Xingjie only felt a huge sword power rolling towards him, Zixiao sword power was like a monstrous wave that devoured people, rolling towards him, such a powerful sword wave immediately made him have a trace of fear and shock!

However, although he was wild and rebellious, after all, he had rich combat experience, and immediately wielded the Fire Spirit Sword, spinning the Fire Spirit Sword rapidly, like a fast fan, as a shield, blocking the tsunami-like Zixiao Sword Wave!

And yet—

It's late!

This blow is Xiao Yu's pinnacle blow, containing all his true qi, strength and monstrous sword momentum, even if he has used all his strength, he is still a mantis arm as a car.

Xia Xingjie's body was not under his control at all, he regressed step by step, and in the end, he couldn't resist, and he fell to the ground!

His body was stabbed by this powerful sword wave, cutting countless bleeding wounds and staining his expensive fine clothes red.

Such an earth-shattering reversal immediately made the disciples watching the battle in the audience exclaim again and again: "Oh my God! Xiao Yu actually killed Xia Xingjie instead!"

"He still defeated Xia Xingjie with Ziyu Sword Wave!"

"He was able to use the Ninth Sword, among our disciples, only Senior Brother Li Chenyao and Senior Sister Duan Yuxi could use it!"

"I heard that Senior Sister Duan Yuxi only used the Ninth Sword some time ago! Could it be that Xiao Yu's current qualifications are already comparable to Senior Sister Duan Yuxi?"

"I don't know if he can be comparable to Senior Sister Duan Yuxi, but he is definitely comparable to our Zhou Mufeng, I know ......"

Before this person finished speaking, he was immediately interrupted by a tough person next to him: "What nonsense? How can Xiao Yu be compared to Zhou Xueshou!"

The man looked angrily at his accuser, and immediately closed his mouth, his face full of fear.

Because, the person who accused him was called Feng Yousheng, and he was Zhou Mufeng's henchman.

Moreover, the well-dressed person standing next to Feng Yousheng was Zhou Mufeng.

That's why he's so honestly afraid, this is his first student.

He wanted to smoke himself to death, but he never saw Zhou Xueshou by his side.

That Zhou Mufeng smiled and said: "Yousheng, don't be so violent, this junior brother is telling the truth, I am also very happy that the young sect master's qualifications are higher than mine, after all, the young sect master is the future sect master of my One Sword Sect, only when he cultivates to become strong, can he stop the decline of my One Sword Sect in recent years, and bring my One Sword Sect back to the first place at the three sect grand meetings." ”

Zhou Mufeng smiled happily, but the sharp edge in the corners of his eyes showed the true intention in his heart.

Feng Yousheng, who knew him on the side, saw this edge, and already knew what he should do.

Xiao Yu, you are now a young sect master with no real power, and it is not easy to deal with you, hehe.

Stage.

Xiao Yu took advantage of the victory to pursue, like a leopard in the wind, and came to Xia Xingjie like lightning.

Looking at Xiao Yu who was like Sen Sen Shura, Xia Xingjie's heart trembled for no reason, the continuous murderous aura exuded by Xiao Yu's body, he had only seen it in one person, it was his father who had countless blood on his hands, this kind of murderous aura that penetrated deep into the bone marrow was a kind of nirvana belief, he knew that Xiao Yu was murderous to him!

This made his heart tremble for no reason.

Covered in blood and in pain all over his body, he was instantly confused, he was a prince of the world, although his cultivation was strong, but he had never killed anyone, he swallowed his saliva, like a frightened bird, picked up the fire spirit sword indiscriminately, and pointed at Xiao Yu tremblingly: "Xiao Yu...... You...... What are you going to do?"

"What for?" snatched his Fire Spirit Sword and smiled playfully, "What do you say?"

He copied his right arm, like stir-frying vegetables, and copied Xia Xingjie into the air, and his right fist hit Xia Xingjie's right arm joint without hesitation.

"Click!"

The domineering punch directly broke Xia Xingjie's joint and broke his right arm.

"This punch is for Wu Shenghui!"

While speaking, another punch abolished Xia Xingjie's left arm joint.

"This punch is for Aoxiong!"

"Click!"

Another punch abolished Xia Xingjie's right leg joint.

"This punch is for myself!"

The next punch was struck, and another crisp sound came out, abolishing Xia Xingjie's left leg joint: "This punch is because you don't know how to provoke me!"

"Boom, boom!"

Xia Xingjie completely became Xiao Yu's sandbag, and let him beat him.

Pear Blossom's rainy fist hammered densely on Xia Xingjie's body, causing his mouth to spit out a large amount of hard work, like a downpour, and fell into the ring with a clatter.

The miserable roar also kept coming out of Xia Xingjie's mouth.

Such a crazy scene shocked everyone in the audience.

In their eyes, Xiao Yu has always been a cowardly and inferior person, when did he become so strong and domineering?

Regarding Xiao Yu's madness, Li Haoran on the stage did not stop him at all.

It wasn't until Xia Xingjie couldn't let out that miserable howl anymore that Xiao Yu stopped beating, Xia Xingjie's body "banged" and landed in the ring, and the sudden fall made his body sound of "clucking" bone cracking sound again.

At this time, Xia Xingjie had become a bloody bloody man, he could only see the breath out, but he couldn't see the air intake, but he still stared at Xiao Yu fiercely, and roared with all the strength of his body: "Xiao Yu, Lao Tzu and you are not finished!"

"Then I'll wait!"

Xiao Yu picked up the Fire Spirit Sword, the green tendons in his hand burst out, and with a "bang", he broke the Fire Spirit Sword from it, "The sword is a gentleman, a person like you is not worthy of it!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Xiao Yu threw out the Fire Spirit Sword that was broken into two pieces, breaking through the air, impartially, hitting Xia Xingjie's left and right thighs and stabbing into his bones.

Immediately, Xia Xingjie let out a howl like killing a pig: "Xiao Yu, I, Xia Xingjie, will kill you in this life......! It's not over!"

Xiao Yu ignored him anymore and walked out of the ring step by step.

He was never a gentleman, nor was he a villain.

He was a living man of flesh and blood.

If there is kindness, it will be repaid, and if there is revenge, it will be avenged!

In order to take revenge on him, Xia Xingjie broke the bones of his brother's body, then he would only be more ruthless than Xia Xingjie, a hundred times, ten thousand times, to avenge his brother!

Let Xia Xingjie remember the pain that provoked him, let him hurt his heart, and hurt to the depths of his bone marrow!

Offstage, there was silence.

Xiao Yu's sudden bloody rage subverted their perception of him, they couldn't believe that this person was the cowardly Xiao Yu in their cognition!

It wasn't until a long time that they came back to their senses: "Xiao Yu, it's really changed!"

"He is no longer the original Xiao Yu. ”

"He's going to rise!"

"Silence!"

Li Haoran spoke: "During the game, there are no eyes in the fists and feet, and the strength is not well controlled, which is normal, and Xia Xingjie is not carried down for treatment quickly!"

The five inner disciples who assisted in the assessment were awakened by this sound, and hurriedly jumped into the ring and carried the dying Xia Xingjie to the healing area.

Li Haoran also said at this time: "This ranking is really the first, it is the young sect master of my First Sword Sect - Xiao Yu!

Rest area.

"Ding!"

Xiao Yu's mind sounded a familiar system prompt.

"Congratulations to the host Xiao Yu for completing the task and obtaining the level 1 skill - Vertigo Eye. ”

Hearing the news, Xiao Yu's heart was not a little happy, but a trace of loss.

If he could, he was willing to use the vertigo eye to replace it with a treatment to heal the injuries on Wu Shenghui and Aoxiong.