Chapter 206: Aotian Eleven Style

"Your use of body technique is still too poor, I recognize your deity at a glance!"

Night Terror shouted, and the whole person turned into a black lightning, breaking through the air, and in an instant, a purple afterimage was already running through.

This is not Xue Ye's deity, the night terror stopped, and the spear in his hand showed surprise: "What?"

"So what, break it all with one sword!"

Gongsun Ying snorted coldly, and a terrifying sharp sword burst out in his body, and it exploded to the extreme, and the black flame sword bloomed, sweeping the entire arena.

The black flame sword swept wildly, swallowing up one purple afterimage after another, and when it came to the last one, it suddenly turned, narrowly avoiding the sweep of the sword, and quickly retreated.

The five moves have passed, but Xue Ye has retreated to the end.

"Look how long you hide!"

Night Terror seized the opportunity and suddenly appeared in front of Xue Ye, spear piercing him in the chest.

At this time, in order to force Xue Ye in the corner, the black mangs thunder and lightning bloomed, like hundreds of winding electric snakes, swimming in mid-air, blocking any hiding space for Xue Ye.

Xue Ye and Yu Wenbo's agreement was that as long as the attack of the two touched him with the slightest bit of clothes, they would declare the failure of the drill.

And this blow is forcing Xue Ye to resist the attack of the night terror head-on, in the face of this situation, Xue Ye is bound to lose, but this is the sixth move.

Kong Yu and the others' faces were very ugly, and their hearts were in their throats.

Just when the black thunder and lightning in the sky were about to bombard Xue Ye's body, Xue Ye's face was calm, and the psychedelic purple shadow under his feet changed mysteriously, and the figure was divided into nine, each figure was extremely agile, shuttling through the gaps of the thunder and lightning, and the nine figures changed layer by layer, surrounding the night terrors.

"What, that's okay?"

Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect Xue Ye to be in danger.

"Break it for me!"

Night Terror and Gongsun Ying were furious at the same time, the sword and gun swept at the same time, and the violent and cold True Qi storm bloomed on the arena, and the aftermath spread wantonly, lifting a large area of the bluestone slab of the school field, which was slapped by the gale in the void and turned into powder.

All the students were taken aback and hurriedly retreated, almost to the corner of the school yard.

Yuwenbo's dark luck true qi suppressed the storm outside the arena, and under his squeeze, the true qi storm that broke out in the arena was even more powerful.

The storm died down and the dust settled.

Gongsun Ying and Night Terror stood together, only to see Xue Ye standing on the opposite side of them, unscathed.

Seven moves have passed, Xue Ye is still calm and intact, which is beyond everyone's imagination.

"This kid has even escaped!"

Yu Wenbo's face gradually became gloomy.

"We must not let him go through ten moves under our hands intact!"

Night Terror gritted his teeth, the dantian bloomed with luster, the demon fighting thunder sacrificed the martial soul, and the black mangs thunder and lightning flourished, making the sky flickering and flickering.

If Xue Ye walked through ten moves with a set of unskilled methods, but he couldn't even touch him with his clothes, it would be a great shame for the two.

Gongsun Ying's face was cloudy, for him, this was already a great shame, he and Xue Ye were still inseparable opponents, but now it is only three months, and the gap between the two has been so wide.

"Unforgivable!"

Gongsun Ying was furious, his eyes were covered by a strange black glow, a cold evil aura bloomed, and a peerless fierce blade butcher knife martial spirit emerged from the terrifying black glow.

The two would never allow Xue Ye to walk down the arena unscathed.

Wrath of the Thunder General!

The night terror let out a long roar, his body was like electricity, and under the blessing of the martial soul of the Fighting Demon Thunder General, his speed and strength increased several times in an instant.

The phantom of the Demon Fighting Thunder General was also expanding, and a pair of fists fell with a bang, stirring up a devastating black thunderbolt.

Aotian Ten Style!

On the other hand, Gongsun Ying also made a move, and the butcher knife martial soul bloomed the sword to the extreme, and the black flame sword was like a wave, chattering endlessly, surging wildly.

The eighth and ninth moves went down together, but they were not together, shining the entire arena in it, and no matter how Xue Ye dodged, there was no space.

"Xue Ye ......"

Kong Yu's pretty face changed color and was very nervous.

This blow was simply impossible to dodge with his body, and Xue Ye faced a certain defeat.

No phase vision!

In the face of the fierce attacks of the two, Xue Ye knew that even if the "Purple Shadow Nine Transformation Method" was raised to the Zhongcheng realm, it would never be possible to retreat with his whole body, and only by finding the flaws in the two people's moves would the chances of avoiding it greatly increase.

Xue Ye's pupils bloomed with purple light, and the field of vision network expanded rapidly, catching the details of the two people's moves, carefully calculating, and in an instant, he actually came to a conclusion.

No move is perfect, there must be flaws, and although the two of them have cultivated their martial arts to an extremely high level, there is still this loophole.

Xue Ye accurately calculated the location of the flaw in an instant, and the probability of being able to avoid this flaw was more than four layers, Xue Ye did not hesitate, his body moved, and threw the whole person into the air, and at the moment when the two terrifying shock waves were swallowed up, he actually rushed into the air, and avoided it in a thrilling way.

Xue Ye breathed a sigh of relief slightly, this time he avoided it, and there was indeed an element of luck in it.

"How is this possible?"

Night Terror was stunned, and he began to doubt his strength.

Xue Ye flipped his head and landed, stretched out a finger and said, "There is one last move!"

The audience was in an uproar, and it was impossible to describe Xue Ye's domineering and powerful in words.

Ling Xiaoxiao and Bai Blade had gloomy faces and couldn't say a word.

Yu Wenbo's face was serious, but he couldn't see joy or anger.

And Wuhai and Jiang Shan happily hugged each other, and Kong Yu was also relieved.

"Abominable ......"

Night Terror shook the spear and wanted to be on it, but was pulled by Gongsun Ying: "You retreat!"

"Why?"

Night Terror asked.

"If you want to step down, you will step down!"

Gongsun Ying said indifferently.

"Hmph, do you think you can do it yourself!"

Night Terror was unconvinced, but stepped aside.

Gongsun Ying's face was cold, and he slowly spoke: "Xue Ye, I admit that your strength is much stronger than that of three months, but it is absolutely impossible for you to retreat under my sword with just a set of unfamiliar body techniques!"

"It seems that in the past three months, you have also realized a new knife style!"

Xue Ye opened his mouth lightly, and just after the hand, he felt that Gongsun Ying's 'Aotian Ten Styles' was not the final blow, and it still contained residual strength and changes, so he concluded that the other party had realized a new sword move.

"That's right, I comprehended the Aotian Eleven Style a few days ago, although I am not familiar with it yet, but it is more than enough for your half-familiar "Purple Shadow Nine Turning Method"!"

Gongsun Ying said.

"yes, let's do it!"

Xue Ye's eyes were full of anticipation.

"Please advise!"

Gongsun Ying let out a low snort, and with him as the center, the fierce storm exploded, and the ground of the arena cracked.

Aotian Eleven Style!

Gongsun Ying's sword momentum is changing, just the moment of moving the knife, this eleventh style contains the changes of the first ten styles, his whole person is integrated with the butcher knife martial spirit, and the entire arena is swallowed up by the evil sword.

Heaven and earth are depressed, and there is only one knife.

Gongsun Ying just slashed down simply, and the figure slashed, appearing in front of Xue Ye in an instant, and his hand rose and fell.

"What a strong knife!"

Xue Ye's phaseless vision has been staring at the other party, under the precise calculation, Gongsun Ying has not been able to grasp this move well, there are many flaws, but the power of this knife is too strong, even if he knows where the flaws are, it is impossible to dodge with Xiao Cheng's "Purple Shadow Nine Turning Method" alone.

The only chance of being able to dodge this blow is about one layer.

Xue Ye secretly sighed and underestimated Gongsun Ying, and also thought in his heart that it was impossible to avoid this blow.

At this time, the information captured by the phaseless vision was still calculated in the soul sea space, and countless formulas flew around, and a conclusion was actually reached.

If you want to avoid the attack of this knife, you can use the "Phaseless Mixing Yuan Gong" and the "Purple Shadow Nine Turning Method" to fuse, which can greatly increase the chance.

"I'm going to try it anyway!"

Xue Ye thought so in his heart, in an instant, in the dantian, the mixed yuan true qi was running rapidly, unreservedly released, and at the same time, the heart trick of the "Purple Shadow Nine Turning Method" was also used in an instant, combining the two.

Xue Ye's footsteps moved, and the purple shadow blooming under his feet contained a domineering jet power, shattering the arena under his feet.

At this moment, the movements of the two of them suddenly slowed down, Gongsun Ying's knife slowly fell, and Xue Ye was also slowly moving his body, both of them wanted to be a little faster, even if they won by half a point.

The movements of both of them are slowing down each other, while in the eyes of the other students, the movements of the two are completed in an instant.