Standing on the Yueyang platform, Su Yi ignored the gaze cast from below, but closed his eyes slightly.

After Bai Zhuo left this Yueyang platform, Su Yi didn't know what to say.

An ordinary disciple gathered together, curled up, and stared at the center of Yueyangtai without moving.

Under the eyes of everyone, Su Yi only felt a warm feeling all over his body, like standing in the sun.

"Standing here makes me feel like I want to take a nap. Su Yi muttered softly, raising his head and looking at the other side of the sea of clouds, where more majestic peaks stood on the shore of the sea of clouds like isolated islands.

"You all want to see my strength?" Su Yi said lazily below.

"Yes!" shouted like a tidal wave.

"But what do you think? I don't have any opponent! Do you want you to come up and compete with me? Su Yi smiled.

"This kid, I want to do something!" Bai Yanshan laughed and talked with the hall master of the six halls.

"As the first, if you want to do something, then let him do it! It's also good for others to see if this number one is worthy of its name. Qian Dong waved his hand, not caring about Su Yi's approach.

The other five hall masters didn't care, they were in their prime, young and vigorous, and it was understandable that some of them were even better than at the beginning.

"I'm coming!" Yang Xiu walked out.

Su Yi tilted his head and looked at him, Yang Xiu was dissatisfied that he was ranked with him at the beginning, but later he overtook him, and he had a mustard in his heart.

Yang Xiuxin looked unwilling, and Su Yi could also see it.

"It's Yang Xiu!"

Many people in the audience didn't know Su Yi, but they knew Yang Xiu, the third master of the old brand.

Yang Xiu stepped forward with a knife and stepped on the center of Yueyangtai under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Su Yi stood on the stone platform with the soles of his feet and raised his head, his gaze just met Yang Xiu's gaze, this swordsman with a warlike intent in his eyes.

He seems to be as weak as a scholar, but it is this weak back that gives Su Yi some dangerous feelings.

Until Yang Xiu walked in, Su Yi chuckled and said, "Let's learn from the same door, until you get there." ”

"No!" Yang Xiu shook his head: "Except for the killing moves, life and death intersect!" There are sect masters and six hall masters here, don't be afraid that you have a chance to kill." ”

Su Yi was not decided, looked at Bai Yanshan and the others, and under Bai Yanshan's signal, Bai Zhuo nodded at Su Yi.

"Okay! Desperate battle, life and death intersect!" Su Yi drew his sword.

Yang Xiu smiled, the cold knife peak pointed obliquely at the ground, and the sharp knife qi poured out, kicking up a thin cloud of dust.

Listening to the conversation between the two, many people are looking forward to this battle, which is destined to be a high-profile battle.

Even Xia Wu and Bai Zhuo couldn't help but have a little sense of expectation in their hearts, the former was dressed in white and floated up, the sword was already unstoppable before it came out of the sheath, and the blood refining of the Yama Demon Sect was the first in the assessment of disciples.

And the latter, even before the blood refining assessment, Yang Xiu's strength belonged to the best, let alone now.

If these two people fight, which one is stronger or weaker?

Many people have doubts in their hearts.

Qi Xuan glanced at Su Yi on the stage and shook his head, feeling a little sorry for Yang Xiu.

The wind swept back between Su Yi and Yang Xiu, the former fluttering in white and the latter swaying.

As if he was also aware of the gazes cast around him, the smile on Yang Xiu's face gradually converged: "They can't wait." Let's get started!"

Before the words fell, an extremely thick aura surged out of Yang Xiu's body, and the domineering aura between his eyebrows was full, Yang Xiu was like a domineering knife at the moment, this edge made people almost feel desperate.

Far away, most people can perceive the horror of this breath, looking at this back, like a seagull looking at the endless ocean, insurmountable.

And seeing that Su Yi was still standing on the Yueyang platform, his face was ancient and strong.

This Yang Xiu was really strong, just his aura surpassed Yuwen Yang and them, and Su Yi even suspected that he had already stepped into the seventh level of blood refining.

The fivefold blood refining and the sevenfold blood refining are insurmountable gaps, at least in the eyes of everyone.

A cold wind suddenly rolled up around Yang Xiu, rolling up layers of dust, and a dull gray line burst out to the tip of Yang Xiu's knife, shooting straight towards Su Yi.

In an instant, the dust of the entire heaven and earth frantically gathered towards this dark gray line, this was just the simplest thorn, it was so terrifying in Yang Xiu's hands.

Everyone in the audience was shocked.

Su Yi's eyes slowly raised, looking at the dust line that shot out, his front foot was slightly raised, but his figure swept out like a rainbow, dragging the Ice Moon Knife with the fierce momentum of splitting mountains and breaking mountains, and blatantly collided.

Click!

The dust that came from it was shattered and sprinkled one after another.

Yang Xiu raised his knife and stood, his eyes were as cold as snow, and his clothes were swinging, and the luck in the knife had the momentum of sweeping the sky, wanton on the entire Yueyang platform.

Bell!

The sharpening knife was wide open, and Su Yi's figure swept straight out on Yueyang Terrace, catching up with the dust line like a sea of mountains, smashing it all, even if the mountain was in front of it, it would be pierced.

At the same time, Su Yi even took the moon step to the extreme, shuttling through the dust line like a dragon, and the seemingly straight trajectory sometimes turned back in vain, approaching Yang Xiu standing in the wind at a speed like a bamboo.

Looking at a figure like a rainbow on the stage, a figure as majestic as a mountain, bursts of exclamations sounded one after another.

Whether it was Yang Xiu's fierce stab, or Su Yi's seemingly indifferent knife, the danger between the two made their hearts tremble.

Qi Xuan's eyes did not move, he could see that Yang Xiu did not have any spare strength, and this stab was a stab in which Yang Xiu mastered all his own sword techniques, if Su Yi could not even withstand this stab, then there was no need to continue this battle.

"This is a collection of stabs with a knife, which can be described as extremely fierce!"

However, under the impact of the dust line, Su Yi seemed very relaxed, and that knife was also extraordinary. ”

"Yang Xiu is obviously full of strength, and Su Yi still has room for it. ”

"If Yang Xiu didn't have a better way and a stronger means of attack, he would probably lose. Dong Cheng squinted slightly and commented.

His words were to the point, pointing out the situation on the stage without any mistake, and the rest of the hall masters nodded one after another.

Su Yi, who was in the middle of the battle, also knew this, his wrist trembled, and the Ice Moon Knife that burst out suddenly stopped in mid-air, fully demonstrating the terrifying degree of Su Yi's control of strength.

The blade trembled slightly, drawing a series of afterimages in the void, and the roar of mountains and rivers rolling was heard in mid-air, and the blade shadows tilted down like a grinding disc, overlapping together.

The first type of knife sharpening, stone sharpening

The terrifying knife technique like a perfect fire was displayed in everyone's sight with every move.

The sword qi was swallowing, and the brilliant sword light was like an upside-down river, and the breeze in front of it immediately collapsed quickly.

This terrifying knife appeared in everyone's sight in the most blatant posture.

"First-class knife skills, the mastery is so skillful!"

On the stone seat, Dong Cheng stood up suddenly, looking at the sword light with a surprised face.

He could see the terrifying power of this knife, and he could even see that Su Yi's mastery of this knife had reached the point of perfection.

There are not many elite disciples who have mastered first-class martial arts, but they can master it to the point of Su Yi, which is very rare, at least they are also the elite disciples of each hall.

"How is this possible?"

"Many elite senior brothers can't do this, but he actually did it. ”

"With the five-fold blood refining and mastering this first-class sword technique, the new elite disciple this time is really outrageously strong. ”

An uproar swept out among the disciples in the audience, and countless eyes were filled with disbelief.

Yang Xiu raised his head slightly, his eyes met this dazzling knife, his body left an afterimage of the Dao in place like a glimpse of floating light, and with his body, a brilliant sword light also stirred up in the breeze, and under the gaze of countless eyes, two equally dazzling sword lights collided together.

Sonorous!

The clouds rolled in the sky like a hurricane in between.

Wow!

Whether it was Su Yi or Yang Xiu, the two of them retreated a few steps before stopping.

The first time they collided, the two were evenly divided.

The blood refining shook the blood refining sevenfold in the front, and it didn't even fall into the disadvantage.

Quiet, the surroundings were dead and silent, and countless eyes looked at this scene without blinking, Yang Xiu raised his head with some surprise, and said seriously: "No wonder in the last battle in front of the Blood Refining Gate, you and Qi Xuan will stop fighting, it's really strong!"

Yang Xiuzhi walked towards Su Yi with a heavy knife, the knife in his hand was slightly raised, and on the body of the knife, like the cold light of flowing water, turned endlessly, and the blade was bright, appearing in Su Yi's gaze like a galaxy.

Yang Xiu was very strong before, and now he is even stronger.

Su Yi lowered his head slightly, looking at Yang Xiu's footsteps, every step seemed to be stepping on his heart, making people suffocate heavily.

"Hmm, it's weird!" Su Yi froze, and the feeling of suffocation disappeared.

Yang Xiu raised his head and looked at Su Yi: "What a quick reaction, I woke up from my chess moves so quickly." ”

Su Yi stared at Yang Xiu seriously, this method was really unguardable, and he almost hit it.

"I admire the simple truth that the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, and it will not be indifferent to temptation, so the next step will be my strongest sword. ”

What does the strongest sword still look like? Yang Xiu's words made countless people's hearts rise.

With his eyes lowered, Su Yi quietly listened to Yang Xiu's words, and he also understood the reason that the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, but until now, had he ever used all his strength?

Thinking of this, the corners of Su Yi's mouth slowly lifted a smile, a very confident and bright smile.

Quiet, there was a moment of silence between heaven and earth, and only the sharp sound of breaking wind remained.

At this moment, a stream of flowing brilliance turned around on the stage, and Yang Xiu took out the knife.

Silent, wandering in the wind, if Su Yi's knife is a wind of varying weight, Yang Xiu's knife is a domineering Hongshi.

There was a quiet place around, Su Yi raised his head, and countless knife shadows in the sky rushed down, as if they were real, appearing in Su Yi's eyes, and the sword qi lingering on them was as piercing as thin ice.

A terrible stab!

Zheng!

The cold star appeared at a glance, like a little cold plum in the snow.

Su Yi's body floated out like a streamer, the water grinding knife flowed like a mountain spring in his mind, and his three-foot ice moon was like a three-thousand-year-old waterfall flowing straight down, reflecting Su Yi's long ink-like hair hanging from his waist, and his white clothes fluttering.

Knife after knife, over and over again.

The wind and waves of this wild dance finally met the tumbling rocks, and the two collided countless times.

Ding! Ding!

A series of fleeting sparks sparked out in the air, Su Yi's figure like catkins swayed in the wind, and the knife in his hand was even darker than water.

But everyone obviously noticed the strangeness in the sky above Yueyang Terrace, and the tumbling flood stone seemed to collapse in the sky, and pressed towards Su Yi.

Just like Yang Xiu said, this knife is his strongest sword, and it completely embodies his own strength to the fullest.

Repression!

Su Yi swung his knife in the strong wind, only to feel that the surrounding space seemed to be cut off from heaven and earth, and the air inside it was even drained, making people feel a sense of suffocating death, and the knife in his hand was like hitting and slapping on the mountain rocks.

Suppressed and suffocated, this feeling became more and more prevalent in Su Yi's heart, and the sword qi that stirred between heaven and earth around him also brought a terrible sense of oppression at all times.

The wind was gathering at a speed that the naked eye could see, and the dim watery sword light appeared less and less frequently, and there was even a sign of complete collapse.

Like a dark cloud pressing on the top, and like Mount Tai falling to the ground, Su Yi's figure seems so small and thin.

Su Yi's face was slightly pale, but his eyes were still unwavering. The raised knife seemed to be under great pressure and hung down slightly.

Standing in the mad knife, Su Yi felt that thousands of sword shadows were coming from all directions, suffocating, but Su Yi felt his own real and abundant strength.

Rock Jade Forging Technique!

Light and heavy knife intent!

Su Yi raised his head, and the slightly drooping three-foot ice moon rushed up like a shocking rainbow, breaking through the tumbling flood stones, like a comet crossing the sky, brilliant and brilliant, and the blazing sword light flashed out on Yueyang Platform in an instant.

Yang Xiu's face showed a hint of surprise, and a sword light like the moon and the sun was reflected in his pupils.

It's weird, it's really weird!

He has never seen such a knife in his life, swaying the sea of ethereal clouds, clearly presented in his sight, seemingly as fast as thunder and lightning, but slowly soaring.

Yang Xiu only felt that Su Yi's figure disappeared in an instant, as if he was in a sea of clouds.

At the same time, a sharp pain came over his shoulder, but his own figure retreated like a kite with a broken string, and a blood flower splashed almost the moment the sword light disappeared, and fell straight down.

After taking a few steps, Yang Xiu's gaze did not fall on the blood hole on his shoulder, but looked straight at the sudden halt of the wind, and the sword light that disappeared in the wind was deeply imprinted in his eyes.

Not only Yang Xiu was like this, but so were the eyes of others, and countless eyes converged on the blood-dripping Ice Moon Knife.

If Yang Xiu's knife was amazingly talented, everyone could no longer find any words to describe Su Yi's knife at this moment.

"I lost. Until the sharp pain in his shoulder came, Yang Xiu said softly.

It was only then that the people around them realized what had happened earlier.

No one thought that at the moment when Yang Xiu's knife was about to surge out and completely suppress Su Yi, such an amazing and brilliant knife would appear in Su Yi's hand.

No one present could see through this sword, even the sect master Bai Yanshan and the six hall masters were a little shocked at this moment.

This shock seemed to be infectious, the corners of Ouyang Mo, the hall master of the Xuanmo Palace, twitched slightly, pulled down his old face and asked the hall masters on the side: "This is sword intent?"

The hall masters were a little silent, and the silence was terrible.

After a few breaths, Bai Yanshan raised his head and looked at Li Muchen and said, "It's sword intent! ”

Ouyang Mo's face turned dark, and his gaze turned to Bai Zhuo: "He's really only 17 years old!

"It's 17 years old!" Bai Zhuo stood stiffly in front of the stone seat, his eyes fixed on the thin back, and he replied in disbelief and uncertainty.

Su Yi was standing on the stage at this time, but he felt a kind of loneliness, and he was the only one standing on top of Yueyang.

No, it should be two.

Su Yi looked at Yang Xiudao, who was a little uncomfortable: "Are you convinced?"

Yang Xiu turned his head to look at the blood flowing from his shoulder, his delicate face was a little pale, but the sorrow between his eyebrows was relaxed: "Although I hate failure, I have always failed at the hands of others, at first one person, then two people, and now three people, compared to the unwillingness brought by failure, the excitement of chasing is more exciting." ”

"Excited?" Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Yang Xiu.

"Yes. It's the excitement, the excitement to beat you to the day. Yang Xiu nodded and put away his knife, as if all the edges were covered by the scabbard.

"In the future, the elite disciples of the six halls will start to be lively again!" Ye Li stared at Su Yi's back, and the corners of his mouth slowly lifted a smile of expectation.

Su Yi stepped down.

It wasn't until the scorching heat of the sun was sprinkled on the earth and the brilliant fireworks bloomed in the sea of clouds that the much-anticipated ceremony officially came to an end.

In front of the ancient road, a pile of dead leaves rolled up.

Su Yi stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the Enma peaks standing between heaven and earth.

Syllable!

Zhang Lin's hand was on Su Yi's shoulder, looking at Su Yi's starry eyes: "What do you want?"

Su Yi stood quietly in the wind, standing tall, looking at the sky above with deep eyes: "Do you remember the question I asked you before the blood refining assessment?"

didn't wait for Zhang Lin and Ye Hao to speak.

"At that time, I said, what would it be like to look at the world under your feet from the highest place in the Enma Sect?" Su Yi repeated this sentence in the same tone.

"I think I feel a little bit of that now. Su Yi asked himself: "The stars are watching!"

In this world, the strong are respected, and the red face has loved heroes since ancient times.

Throughout the night, Su Yi's name resounded among the ordinary disciples and elite disciples of the entire Enma Sect, and countless ordinary disciples regarded Su Yi as an idol.

There are even many good deeds who privately reveal how hard Su Yi has worked hard to cultivate on weekdays as Su Yi's old friends.

In the courtyard, Su Yi stood with a knife, and the dark knife light as water tore through its moonlight and swam out.

Su Yi recalled the previous battle with Yang Xiu, and the knife in his hand became faster and faster.

"Sharpening Skill +10. ”

"Sharpening Skill +10. ”