Cha Yi opened the fan and raised his hand to throw it at Kong Qianlei.

A fierce edge appeared at the edge of the fan, who would have thought that this folding fan used for decoration was actually a magic weapon!

Kong Qianlei crossed his arms in front of his chest, and then parted to the sides.

A cold breath then dissipated, causing fine cracks to appear on the surface of the bluestone under his feet, and the crushed stone chips escaped from it. The faint white mist that lingered around him was stretched open by this aura, forming a semi-circular wall of qi around him, buckling him to the bottom of the bowl like an upside-down bowl.

When the fan hit the wall of the bowl, it exploded, and the violent force crushed the stone chips even more finely.

The explosion range of this magic weapon was not large, only about half a zhang square, but the overflowing aura was enough to prove that its power was enough to kill a cultivator of the Cave Netherworld Realm, and even severely damage the master of the Collapse Realm.

At this moment, the audience was shocked and thought, does this madman really want to kill him?

The next moment, under the even more shocked gaze of everyone, Kong Qianlei's qi wall trembled violently under the explosion, and all the power was instantly transmitted evenly from one point to all corners of the entire bowl.

The faint white mist was full of cracks, but he finally absorbed all the power of the explosion, and there was no residual power, and Kong Qianlei in the bowl was unscathed.

What is this?

I have never even seen or heard of such a method in the most knowledgeable teachings in the field.

He Xirou glanced at Bai Xuejian beside her, and found that she was also contemplating her brows and contemplating, her face was full of surprise, just like everyone else, only then did she know that she had never even seen them who were proficient in all kinds of Dao techniques.

After the explosion, the white fog did not dissipate, but returned to Kong Qianlei as if consciously, like an old bird returning to its nest, refusing to leave.

But with the White Mist came to him was a sword that illuminated the night.

A blood-colored sword light stung everyone's eyes and illuminated his cheeks, and some disciples and casual cultivators with low cultivation also left tears for this, because that light contained an extremely pure Changming sword qi, and seeing it was equivalent to being shaved off the eyes by a leaf.

Feng Xiaohan squinted slightly, thinking that he was called a little madman, but he did have crazy capital.

From the point of view of kendo alone, Cha Yixiao's achievements are by no means below any disciple of Qingzhu Peak.

Although Kong Qianlei's method is magical, the consumption is also very intense, and it can no longer be used for a short time after the folding fan explodes, and Cha Yixiao's sword is different from the previous iron swords that were broken by him, and it is a real sword in the world's famous sword directory.

No matter how hard his fist is, it is impossible to break it, and even a slight rub will be in danger of breaking it.

Some people in the audience have already recognized this sword, it is the burning and killing sword of Changmingzong,

Dragon Kill Sword!

This was a blow from Cha Yixiao, and the moment he came to see Kong Qianlei outside the hall, he was already accumulating sword intent, planning to go on stage and fight with him. Under such a premise, even the slightest wound can cause unimaginable trauma.

Kong Qianlei looked indifferently at the sword light that came to his side, his body suddenly twisted strangely, and he moved three feet to the left very abruptly, narrowly dodging the attacking blood-colored long sword.

Kong Qianlei turned around and stretched out his right hand, and a light gray shadow poked out of his sleeve, twisting like a poisonous snake and sweeping towards the other party.

This move can not be said to be insidious, Cha Yixiao just used a dragon killing sword, it stands to reason that this vitality has been used up and there is no residual force, the next sword technique either fits the vitality of the dragon killing sword, you can take advantage of the situation to use the next move, or pause and instantly re-lift the qi luck sword.

Everyone in the audience was shocked again, thinking that the Evergreen Club was not a gathering before the tenth meeting, everyone sat down and discussed, and when they couldn't argue, they had to get up and learn to confirm what they had learned.

Cha Yi laughed, the tip of the sword turned on the gray shadow, and opened it, and at the same time bullied forward, and slashed forward lightly.

The light rain caused by the sword light condensed into ice and smashed to the ground, exuding a bone-chilling chill.

"It's the Tianshan Ice Spring Sword of the Eight Swords of Mountains and Waters!"

A well-informed disciple called out his sword moves.

The eyes of several teachers were full of approval, thinking that this son was worthy of being a closed disciple of the Changming Sect, and he could actually make the Eight Swords of Mountains and Rivers perfect, and he still had a vision.

But why?

Why was he able to draw a sword in that situation?

Kong Qianlei's unchanged face at the moment also showed a trace of confusion, obviously very puzzled by this question.

There are very few people who know the secrets of Cha Yixiao's meridians, and Liu Panpan is one of them, at this time she frowned slightly, like a little girl trying to solve a problem.

She was holding Yixing in her arms, Yixing's body was wrapped around Xiaobai, and the usually lazy yin and yang cat was also cheered up at this time, but she was not attracted by this murderous battle, but was thinking about the same problem as Liu Panpan.

Yin Yang Cat has a magical ability, can face people's hearts, peek into the enemy's mind during the battle to anticipate the enemy's opportunity, can occupy a great advantage. After all, it is a fairy beast that even the legendary dragon is afraid of, and no one can not be peeped at by it except for the ten thousand nights.

The Five Sages should also have a way, but they haven't tried it.

And now, it failed to see through Kong Qianlei's mind,

The reason is also very simple, Yixing didn't fail to see through it, to be precise, it should not have been seen!

Kong Qianlei's heart was empty, without any thoughts, all the movements were suddenly remembered and then shot, without any warning.

Liu Panpan thought to himself that this person was so young, and his heart had actually reached the ethereal realm?

Kong Qianlei cultivated the Yin and Cold Road, and he was naturally not afraid of the Tianshan Ice Spring Sword, and immediately put the sword in front of his chest, and a tortuous long sword connected the two sides of the river like a chain, stopping all the cold.

Iron lock Yokoe!

Only then did everyone see that the gray shadow that poked out of the sleeve was a sword, and the sword body was nine twists and turns, like the most difficult road in the countryside, and it was more like a swimming snake in the eyes of some people.

The middle-aged man under the eaves of the palace thought that he could actually force him to use his sword, and this tea smile was really powerful.

Cha Yi smiled and took a few steps back, and asked curiously, "What kind of sword is this?"

Kong Qianlei thought for a while and said, "I don't know, I picked it up on the way to the capital, so let's call it Jiuqu." ”

Cha Yi smiled and said in surprise: "Luck is really against the sky, and I can pick up such a good sword." ”

was slashed twice by his sword, but there was not even a gap, so it was naturally a good sword.

What's more important is that this sword was picked up, and it is still so easy to use, is this the will of heaven? It is a sword given to him by heaven.

Yixing glanced at her and rubbed it in her arms.

The meaning of this sentence was only for a moment, but it was still seen.

Liu Panpan touched its head, thinking that he was lying, and this sword was never picked up by no means from an unknown source.

Kong Qianlei of Kongjia Village, is he really just a teenager from an unknown village?

Cha Yixiao didn't know if what he said was true or not, and he didn't think of this question, and even if he did, he wouldn't waste time thinking about it, because he was now immersed in the battle.