"If you don't try it, how do you know that you don't have the power to fight back, maybe I can beat you to your knees and beg for mercy. ”

Ling Ye grinned and sneered, his eyes were scarlet like blood, like a Shura demon, and his smile was eerie and terrifying, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar, piercing and cold.

"Don't be ashamed, I'll let you see the strength of the disciples of the Firmament Sect. ”

When Ye Aotian heard this, his pupils contracted violently, bursting out with a cold and cold gaze.

This son was so lawless that he dared to underestimate him, which made him angry.

Thinking of this, Ye Aotian raised the long sword in his hand, his body moved, and he approached Ling Ye.

A sword stabbed in, with the sound of a swift wind, and the cyan air flow was wrapped around the long sword, as if it were surging in the wind.

Under the blessing of the wind, the long sword was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, it stabbed in front of Ling Ye's body and stabbed straight into his lower abdomen.

Obviously, Ye Aotian was not going to kill Ling Ye directly, but wanted to break Ling Ye's air pocket.

You must know that after a martial artist enters the Tongmai realm, air pockets will gradually form in the lower abdomen, which are used to absorb qi and store true qi, which is also known as the rudimentary form of the sea of qi.

If the air cavity is broken, Ling Ye's true qi will be dissipated, and he will become a waste person from then on, and his cultivation will be completely wasted.

"It's so vicious!"

Seeing this, Ling Ye's pupils shrank, bursting out with a cold light, and he didn't have time to think about it, his wrist flicked, and the flame spear was picked out.

Burst.

A flame burned on the flame spear, like a dragon that shook its head and tail, and struck at the cyan wind-entangled sword.

"Stinky boy, let me show you the gap between you and me. ”

Ye Aotian's eyes were sly, and he sneered.

When the words fell, the strange side of Ye Aotian's body seemed to be walking in the air, suddenly changing direction, incredibly fast, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight at Ling Ye's wrist.

Caught off guard, Ling Ye couldn't adjust his body shape at all.

Knort.

A clash of gold and iron exploded.

The long sword slashed directly at Ling Ye's wrist, picking up a string of sparks, and Ling Ye's wrist was safe and sound, except for leaving a shallow sword mark.

"How is this possible?"

Ye Aotian was stunned on the spot, his strength was extremely good, he should be able to pick off Ling Ye's tendons, but Ling Ye was unscathed, which made him a little puzzled.

The eyes of everyone present were full of surprise and disbelief.

Ling Yufei stared at Ling Ye with resentful eyes, her teeth itched with hatred, her pink fists couldn't help clenching, her nails were embedded in the flesh, and a trace of blood oozed out.

"Master, this is King Kong's incorruptible body, what's impossible!"

Ling Ye was overjoyed and sneered, he naturally knew that it was the effect of the Vermilion Bird Divine Body that made his skin extremely hard, and it was difficult for Xuan Bing to be injured, otherwise he would definitely break his hand tendon with the sword just now.

Seeing Ye Aotian's bewildered look, Ling Ye would not let Ye Aotian have time to calm down, and shook his hand with one hand.

The flame spear pulled a spear flower, like a brilliant and colorful ring of fire flashed, and then went straight to Ye Aotian's throat.

Ye Aotian is not only far superior to him in strength, but even his understanding of martial arts is above him, Ling Ye can only go all out, and he can't be sloppy.

"Stinky boy, you're looking for death!"

Ye Aotian saw Ling Ye take him straight to his throat, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he shouted fiercely.

He moved in an instant, to the side of the eerie side again, avoiding the fatal blow of the musket.

Swish.

The sword light flickered, and the snowy long sword stabbed straight at Ling Ye's throat.

Ye Aotian was obviously really angry, and at the same time, he was also curious about why Ling Ye's sword was so difficult to hurt, could it really be the incorruptible body of King Kong.

Thinking of this, Ye Ao's innocent qi gushed out and poured into the long sword.

Zheng.

A high-pitched sword roar resounded through the sky and sky, soaring into the sky.

A condensed cyan sword aura burst out from the blade, like a blade of the wind, cutting through the air and making a sonic boom.

Knort.

There was another clash of gold and iron.

The cyan sword qi stabbed straight at Ling Ye's throat, and it was difficult to pierce it after only piercing a little skin, and not even a drop of blood flowed out of the wound.

Ye Aotian immediately drew his sword and returned, took a few steps back, stared at the wound in Ling Ye's throat, and after a little thought, his face showed a sudden expression, and he laughed:

"I thought it was a diamond that was not bad, but it turned out to be just a declining physical technique, not worth mentioning. ”

Hearing Ye Aotian's words, everyone present also had a sudden look on their faces, and their eyes were full of contempt when they looked at Ling Ye.

You must know that alchemy has long since declined, and only the most unpromising martial artists go back to cultivate, and most of them do not have high achievements, so they can only be the lowest martial artists.

Ling Ye has supreme qualifications, but to cultivate the declining alchemy technique is simply putting the cart before the horse, which naturally makes people look down on him.

That's because you haven't seen the real alchemy, the ancient powerful alchemy, the fist shatters the stars, the feet of the heavens and the earth, one punch breaks ten thousand laws, and the power penetrates the heavens and the earth, how can you wait for the young to slander it. ”

Hearing Ye Aotian's mocking words, Agni couldn't sit still, his eyes widened, and he screamed at the male duck's throat.

This is the cultivation method of the Vermilion Bird Divine Body, the cultivation Dacheng can be reborn from the fire, and it will never die, the key is that this is the alchemy technique it chose for Ling Ye, if it is looked down upon, wouldn't it mean that it is incompetent.

The most important thing is that the Vermilion Bird Flame in the Spirit Bird Tower has been subdued by Ling Ye, it can no longer be reborn with the help of the Vermilion Bird Sacred Flame, it can now be said that it is both prosperous and lossy with Ling Ye, and it can no longer maintain the relaxed and happy attitude it had before, and must plan desperately for Ling Ye.

Otherwise, once Ling Ye died, it would also burp and catch a cold.

Although Agni has lived for thousands of years, and has no worries about it, even if it is worth dying, the longer you live, the more you understand the benefits of immortality.

Immortality is like the poison (product) of the deadliest temptation, which makes people want to stop and is difficult to resist.

"Whoever I was talking to, it was a bird. ”

Ye Aotian was shocked, his eyes fell on Agni, and he said lightly:

"The power of the ancient power alchemy technique is naturally devastating and invincible, but how can he learn it. On the contrary, it is you, a bird, who can speak people's mouths, not like ordinary products, if you know the current affairs, change the court, and throw yourself into my door, I will definitely let you eat and drink spicy food, which is a hundred times stronger than staying by this kid's side. ”

"Bah, baba, your qualifications are rubbish, and you are worthy of being the master of my fire, get out of the way, if you dare to make noise again, my master will be very powerful, and beat you to the ground." ”

Agni Huo glanced at Ye Aotian and scolded.

"If there is spirituality, then I will defeat this kid in front of you and let you make a choice. ”

The more Ye Aotian looked at the flames, the more he liked them, he faintly guessed that the flames were spiritual pets, and his strength must be extraordinary, if he could subdue a spirit pet, his strength would also multiply a lot, his mind was moved, and he smiled.

"If you want to grab my bird, ask my fist first!"

Ling Ye's eyes swept towards Ye Aotian fiercely, and he shouted violently, and then slammed on the ground with one foot, and his body shot out like a cannonball, and went straight to Ye Aotian to kill.

The speed of the flame spear was obviously suppressed by Ye Aotian, Ling Ye could only fight with Ye Aotian with a pair of meat fists, and he was like steel cast iron, the sword was inviolable, and he was completely unafraid of Ye Aotian's attack, and a pair of meat fists was his most powerful means of attack.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Ye came to Ye Aotian's body, and a slamming fist slammed out, like a river of spears.

The Collapse Fist is wood, with the strongest penetrating force, and the spiral energy formed on the fist, stirring the air in all directions, and bursting out with a terrifying sonic boom.

"Stinky boy, you think you can defeat me with brute force, it's ridiculous, I'll show you what martial arts are true. ”

Ye Aotian looked at Ling Ye with contempt in his eyes and sneered.

"The mood of the wind. ”

With a low shout, the long sword in Ye Aotian's hand let out a sword roar, accompanied by a raging wind.

Visible cyan winds swirled around the sword, like a sharp throwing knife, cutting through space and making a piercing sneer.

"Oh my God! It turned out to be the artistic conception of the wind, worthy of being the envoy of the Firmament Gate, comprehending the artistic conception at such a young age. ”

"What is the mood of the wind? How come I've never heard of it?"

"Idiot, you don't even know the artistic conception of the wind, the artistic conception is an ethereal thing, you can't see or touch it, but if you comprehend it, you can exert incredible power. ”

"The artistic conception of the wind is blessed on the Xuan soldiers, which can double the attack speed of the Xuan soldiers, and the blessing on the body method can make the warriors more dexterous, anyway, the mystery is endless. ”

"In addition to the artistic conception of wind, there are also artistic conceptions of fire, thunder and other artistic conceptions, each of which has incredible abilities, but there is no doubt that each artistic conception can improve the strength of a warrior. ”

“......。 ”

When the warriors in the square saw this scene, they all began to talk with shocked eyes.

Ling Ye was also shocked, he didn't expect Ye Aotian to comprehend the artistic conception of the wind, so it was no wonder that he didn't even touch the corner of Ye Aotian's clothes just now, and he was beaten by the other party and had no power to fight back.

"Don't you think that your King Kong is not bad and invulnerable? Since a sword can't pierce your defenses, I'll use ten sword qi, a hundred sword qi, and a thousand sword qi, and I want to see if your tortoise shell is hard, or if my wind artistic conception is strong. ”

Ye Aotian sneered.

"Go. ”

As the words fell, cyan sword qi burst out from the long sword and blasted straight towards Ling Ye.

Every cyan sword qi was like a sharp hidden weapon, breaking through the air, emitting a sonic boom.

Countless sonic booms converged together, deafening.

Sonorous.

The sound of gold and iron clashing is loud, one after another, endlessly.

Countless cyan sword qi slammed into Ling Ye's body like raindrops, splashing a series of sparks.

Although Ling Ye's physical defense was amazing and invulnerable, under the attack of countless cyan sword qi, it was difficult to resist the flesh and skin, and his body retreated backwards.

However, the moment Ling Ye stepped back, the tiny wounds on Ling Ye's body that were densely packed were quickly restored under the cultivation of Xuantian True Qi.

This is naturally the wonderful use of the Vermilion Bird Divine Body, as long as the true qi is still alive, it can continue to restore the physical body.

Rao was like this, Ling Ye could only be beaten passively, and the cyan sword qi in the sky shrouded the entire ring, attacking him from all directions, without giving him a chance to breathe.

Sonorous.

Ling Ye kept dodging, there was no chance to get close to Ye Aotian at all, once he got close, those cyan sword qi would swarm and burst out with terrifying power.

In other words, if Ling Ye wanted to hit Ye Aotian, he would have to use himself as a decoy to withstand the stormy attack of the cyan sword qi first.

Everyone in the square was dumbfounded and dumbfounded, and they were all amazed by Ye Aotian's amazing attack methods.

Ling Yufei's eyes were smug and ruthless, in her opinion, Ling Ye would definitely lose.

With Ye Aotian as the center, Ling Ye kept moving and dodging, dodging the cyan sword qi, and looking for a chance.

At this moment, Ling Ye slammed on the ground, like a tiger out of the cage, shooting towards Ye Aotian.

But before he could get closer, the cyan sword qi bombarded him.