The cold eyes of Zhao Guangcheng, Jin Ling, and the sad white-haired three also flickered, and they turned their heads to look at the two figures not far away.

A bamboo flute in his hand, his expression is chic, and an eternal and unchanging smile rises from the corner of his mouth!

The other one, dressed in white, wearing a mask, carrying one hand on his back, has a faint momentum, but it is like a sharp sword!

"It's the two of them!"

All three recognized.

And on the high platform, staring at the two of them, Yue Longqing's eyes became heavier and heavier!

At this moment, the crowd also noticed it, and they all turned their heads to look at the figure holding the bamboo flute, and their faces finally showed a happy smile!

"A cloud of smoke and rain, smoke and rain sword dao, Ren Pingsheng!"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Ren Pingsheng's body, and his face bloomed with hopeful joy, the genius of the Zhuxian Holy Academy, the only one who had not entered the Sumeru realm in his life!

Everyone pinned their hopes on him, and Ye Wushuang on one side was ignored!

"He's coming!"

On the sky-covering kun bird, the wind light cold said to the regular guest.

"The person who took over Cihang Zhenjun Cihang Kendo?"

Jun Changke's eyes fell below, he, naturally, refers to Ye Wushuang, the masked youth who carried the demon sword and killed countless students in the Fourth Academy!

Feng Qinghan still remembers it vividly, because he is also involved!

That kind of undefeated sword intent, and that kind of extreme sword, fast and strong, unstoppable!

Half of the reason they're here today is because of him!

"It seems that the two people who can take it from the Zhuxian Holy Courtyard have finally appeared, I thought you wouldn't show up. ”

Jun Changke said indifferently.

"Ignorance!"

However, the corners of Ye Wushuang's mouth moved, and he spit out two words!

"What are you talking about?"

Jun Changke's cold eyes spit out two cold rays, piercing through the void and shooting towards Ye Wushuang!

Well!

At this time, the eyes of the crowd turned to Ye Wushuang, the young man in the mask, and couldn't help but let them sound, a student accepted by Teacher Jin Ling, and the young man who defeated the martial arts in Zhuxian Peak, seemed to be masks!

Standing there, Ye Wushuang was unmoved by the gaze of Jun Changke, and said calmly: "It seems that you are not only ignorant, but also self-aware, from beginning to end, we are standing here, and you are powerful, but you don't find it, but you are arrogant and sarcastic to others, are you ignorant, or are others afraid?"

"A clown-like character, a bunch of nonsense, in addition to hearing your arrogance and conceit, I only think it's a fly barking, I think it's ridiculous!"

Ye Wushuang did not hesitate to be sarcastic!

From the very beginning, these people appeared, and he and Ren Pingsheng stood in the crowd, looking at Jun Changke like a clown, without making a move, just to see how ridiculous he was!

"Well said!"

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, the crowd of onlookers shouted!

"Your mouth is very powerful, but I don't know if your strength is good, I hope that the Zhuxian Holy Academy will not recruit some waste who can only be sharp!"

Jun Changke's eyes became more and more cold, and Ye Wushuang humiliated him as a clown, saying that he was ridiculous!

"A clown is a clown, and he keeps saying that others are rubbish, which is nothing more than showing his conceit and setting off his arrogance, in the final analysis, he is not even as good as a trash!"

Ye Wushuang said sarcastically, fighting with words, he Ye Wushuang is not afraid of anyone!

"Good, good!"

Jun Changke laughed angrily, and said to Yue Longqing: "He handed it over to you, wash away the previous shame, isn't his mouth very sharp, give me a few slaps on him, as for Ren Pingsheng, hand it over to me!"

"It seems that if I want to make a move, it will be difficult, although it will take some time, and you will have to do it. ”

Ren Pingsheng shrugged his shoulders and said to Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang turned his head and stared at Ren Pingsheng, but he looked like you were doing it yourself, but he was calm!

"Why, wasn't it sharp before, but now you don't dare?"

Jun Changke sneered sarcastically.

Ye Wushuang's eyes froze, and he stepped out in one step, making Yue Longqing's eyelids jump!

Silent, without any momentum, Ye Wushuang stood on the high platform and stood in front of Yue Longqing!

Suddenly, the eyes of the crowd also looked over.

"You say, will he win! His cultivation is only five sages!"

"It should be, I've seen his battle with Wu Feng, it's terrible, Wu Feng is not an opponent. ”

"However, you must know that Yan Song is stronger than Wu Feng, but he still loses, and the outcome is unpredictable!"

……

A worried look hung over everyone's face, they had been humiliated once, and they didn't want to be humiliated anymore!

They stared at the high platform, waiting for the battle!

Yue Longqing stared at Ye Wushuang and did not make a move.

"Didn't you scream happily before, why, now you don't even dare to let out a fart?"

Ye Wushuang also stared at Yue Longqing and spit out a sentence, very domineering!

Yue Longqing's face flushed, and he said angrily: "Don't think that you are very good, without the blessing of the magic sword, I can easily suppress your fivefold cultivation of the sage!"

In his opinion, the previous Sword Demon Burial Ground was because Ye Wushuang held the Demon Sword in his hand and received the blessing to defeat them!

Not only him, but Feng Qinghan also had this idea.

So, part of the reason they came to the Holy Monastery was because of this, to wash away their previous shame!

"You talk so much nonsense, it's nothing more than showing the cowardice in your heart, you don't have to, either fight or get out, I'm not in the mood to listen to you fart here. ”

Ye Wushuang stepped out in one step and killed towards Yue Longqing, the person turned into a sharp edge, and he was resolute, as soon as the words fell, he started!

"Draw your magic sword, otherwise, you won't even have a chance to defeat me!"

Seeing that Ye Wushuang didn't use the magic sword, Yue Longqing was extremely angry, could it be that Ye Wushuang thought that he could defeat him without using the magic sword!

The more I thought about him, the more atmospheric he became, and all the power erupted from his body, and the endless sea of Dao rules rushed into the sky, and the heavens and the earth were like spreading in the vast ocean, oppressing the earth.

"How is it possible, he actually hides his strength!"

Feeling the power of Yue Longqing, everyone was horrified, and they couldn't believe that they had defeated Yan Song just now and had not exerted their full strength!

"Damn it!"

Yan Song also scolded angrily, extremely ashamed and ashamed!

"If you don't use it, then I'll force you to use it!" Yue Longqing shouted angrily, with him as the center, the endless sea spread towards Ye Wushuang, converging on the sky into a terrifying giant water curtain storm, hovering at high speed!

In the sight of the crowd, Ye Wushuang's body was suspended in the air, wrapped in it, incomparably small, like a drop in the ocean, about to be submerged at any time!

If you don't pull out the magic sword, Ye Wushuang will be defeated!

Yue Longqing thought coldly, his body changed, as transparent as water, waiting for Ye Wushuang to pull out the magic sword, he wanted to make Ye Wushuang completely defeated!

Boom!

In the face of the siege of this water curtain, Ye Wushuang pulled out his sword, but it was just an ancient sword, stabbing towards that ocean!

The tiny ancient sword pierced into the storm of the ocean without any waves.

However, what made the crowd's pupils shrink was that the ancient sword penetrated the water curtain in an instant, and immediately after, Ye Wushuang's figure disappeared!

An undefeated edge spread between heaven and earth, suppressing the momentum of the ocean!

"Get out!"

Suddenly, a word exploded in Yue Longqing's ears, and an ancient sword drilled out of the void, and an extreme sword light raged out and slashed at his body.

His body flew up, like a puddle of water, and slammed into the ground, blood mixed with water droplets, splashing in all directions!

With a sword, Yue Longqing was defeated!