Swish!

With a clear sound of dragon chanting, Qin Yang held the jade-handled dragon chanting sword to meet Nangong Yi.

Keng~!

On the competition platform, the jade-handled dragon sword that shimmered with ice-white light and the white rainbow sword filled with ice flames clashed, making a crisp sound of metal sharp gold.

As soon as he came into contact with the white rainbow sword, Qin Yang's eyebrows twitched, because he felt an extremely cold sensation that quickly invaded his whole body.

"This guy's strength is not ordinary."

Qin Yang's eyes condensed slightly.

Judging from the momentum leaked from Nangong Yi's body, he has reached the realm of the sixfold peak of the Innate Realm, and has already stood at the peak of the younger generation of the Ancient Martial Realm, stronger than the heads of many super forces.

Qin Yang urged the body of the stars to resist the extremely cold and cold feeling.

Whew!

On the spacious competition platform, the two of them each held famous swords, fighting, their figures were staggered, the sword light was flying, and the hard marble floor was cut by the vertical and horizontal sword qi One after another, deep cracks were formed.

In just a few dozen breaths, the two have already exchanged a hundred moves, and the competition platform was also torn apart by those two famous swords.

"Both of them are so strong."

"Yes, that kid can resist so many tricks with Brother Yi."

“……”

Under the competition stage, looking at the two people crisscrossed by sword qi, everyone exclaimed.

"Fist of the Stars."

Qin Yang's sharp sword was blocked by Nangong Yi, and he immediately let out a low shout, and a fist of stars blasted towards Nangong Yi's head.

"Ice Flame Chill Palm."

Nangong Yi's face turned cold, and the cold white flame in his palm condensed, and he also slapped towards Qin Yang.

Boom~!

The fists and palms clashed, and a dull sound erupted, and an invisible force fluctuation spread, causing everyone outside the competition platform to feel a powerful wave of qi.

Pedal Pedal Ped

Under that huge force, Nangong Yi's figure retreated seven or eight steps on the martial arts platform, and Qin Yang also retreated five or six steps.

"Hmph."

Nangong Yi snorted coldly, his face was slightly gloomy, and he shook his left hand, and there was a slight feeling of soreness on his left hand.

Qin Yang's gaze also looked at his left hand, and on the whole of his left hand, there was a layer of ice crystals.

Click!

Qin Yang clenched his fist again, shattering the layer of ice crystals.

"Very good, worthy of being the person who can knock Yunfeng out of the competition platform with one punch, and is qualified to let me use all my strength."

Nangong Yi's face was slightly cold, and the pupils of those eyes began to turn into a cold white color.

Rumble!

The majestic ice yuan power in Nangong Yi's body exploded, and a layer of hard ice began to condense on the competition platform.

Click, click!

That layer of cold ice began to spread to the entire tournament platform, and between heaven and earth, cold snowflakes began to fall, and this space began to become cold to the bone.

Rao is Qin Yang has already urged the body of the stars, and he also feels a little cold.

"The sword roars and the water is cold."

Nangong Yi snorted.

On top of the white rainbow sword, the ice-white flame was several times stronger in vain, and at this moment, the sword intent around Nangong Yi was shocking.

Swish!

Nangong Yi raised the white rainbow sword in his hand, and on top of the white rainbow sword, a ten-zhang long Senhan giant sword was derived, and it slashed at Qin Yang in the air.

The moment the Sen Han Giant Sword slashed down, Qin Yang immediately felt the cold all over his body, and his body stiffened a little.

"It's Brother Nangong Yi's innate sword skills, and the sword roar is easy to be cold!"

"That sword is so fast, it feels so cold."

“……”

The disciples of the Nangong family outside the field also felt the cold of that sword, and a faint hoarfrost appeared on the eyebrows of others.

If they were under that giant sword, they probably wouldn't even be able to dodge.

"Brother Qin Yang."

Zilan couldn't help but clench her little hands, and there was a trace of worry in her bright eyes.

However, just as the Sen Han giant sword was slashed, the corners of Qin Yang's mouth were provoked by a touch of arc.

Swish!

An earthy halo flashed, and the figure disappeared in place.

Boom~!

The Sen Han Giant Sword slashed down on the hard stone slab on the tournament platform, and the stone slab was suddenly cut into a huge crack.

Looking at the figure that suddenly disappeared on the competition platform, Nangong Yi's pupils suddenly shrank.

Swish!

Just when Nangong Yi was taken aback, an earthy yellow halo flashed behind Nangong Yi, and Qin Yang's figure flashed.

"Flying Sword Technique."

Qin Yang snorted coldly.

Shout!

The jade-handled dragon chant sword in Qin Yang's hand emitted a clear and arrogant dragon chant sound, the speed was like a streamer, and the sword body was cold, and it shot towards Nangong Yi violently.

Attack and defense switch in an instant!

Swish!

The jade-handled dragon sword was almost in the blink of an eye.

Nangong Yi's face changed greatly, the power of True Yuan was agitated, and he turned sideways, and his figure hurriedly flashed to the side.

Shout~!

The jade-handled dragon sword flew past Nangong Yi's left side.

Although Nangong Yi avoided the attacking sword, on his left cheek, he was still pulled out by the sharp sword qi A thin sharp bloody mouth.

A wisp of blood seeped out of the bloody mouth and ran down his cheek.

A few strands of hair were also cut off by the sword qi and slowly fell to the ground.

"Brother Nangong Yi is injured!"

"How did that kid suddenly disappear just now?"

“……”

Seeing the bloody mouth on Nangong Yi's left cheek, the Nangong family disciples in the audience suddenly exploded, after so many years, in addition to fighting Nangong Feiyang, it was the first time they saw Nangong Yi injured.

The masters fought, and the victory or defeat was in the blink of an eye, and Nangong Yi, who had just used the Senhan giant sword to slash at Qin Yang, was injured by Qin Yang's counterattack in the blink of an eye.

"That was a Taoist ...... just now Earth Escape? ”

Offstage, Nangong Feng and Nangong Chen glanced at each other, with a little surprise in their eyes.

"Sure enough, it's an authentic Taoist technique, and the speed of retreat is very fast."

Nangong Chen's eyes flashed, and he said loudly.

At this time, on the competition platform, Nangong Yi's cold and arrogant face became extremely cold, allowing the traces of blood on his face to remain.

Shout!

The jade-handled dragon sword was also returned to Qin Yang's hands.

"After so many years, in addition to fighting Big Brother Feiyang, you are the first to hurt me."

Nangong Yi's voice was cold, but the battle intent in the icy white pupils was even stronger.

In the entire ancient martial arts world, among the younger generation of disciples, Nangong Yi is in the forefront, and even among the vast majority of the older generation of powerhouses, there are many who are not his opponents.

Therefore, it is conceivable how proud Nangong Yi is in his heart, he was injured by Qin Yang today, and the fighting intent in Nangong Yi's heart reached its peak at this moment.

"Today you will be defeated!"

Nangong Yi stared at Qin Yang and snorted coldly, his eyes were cold but firm.

Swish!

Nangong Yi inserted the Baihong Sword in his hand on the hard stone slab in front of him, and then his body swept away, and the whole person stood on the hilt of the Baihong Sword, dressed in white like snow, and his face was full of rebelliousness and coldness.

That bloody mouth did not show Nangong Yi ugliness, but added a bit of cold charm to him at this time.