Bang!

A black dragon storm exploded, shaking Qin Yishan back directly, and staggered to the edge of the arena to stand firm.

"It's some strength!"

Qin Yishan looked down at the arm he had gotten, which was ragged and stained with blood, and the blow from the other party just now actually injured himself slightly.

"Come again!"

Song Yulong seemed to be red-eyed, and the dark dragon hovering around him moved slowly, extremely fierce, murderous, and there was a devastating power hidden between his teeth and claws.

"Song Yulong, you are already very good, you are an opponent worthy of my seriousness, but the game is over!"

Qin Yishan slowly spoke, and then exhaled a slightly turbid breath, and the aura emanating from his body gradually became bloody and violent, and the blood light shrouded the sky, making tens of thousands of people watching the battle feel a vicious aura attacking, which was terrifying.

"That's ......"

I saw that the aura exuded by Qin Yishan suddenly became more violent, and countless blood-light sword qi condensed behind him, unexpectedly forming a blood-colored sword martial spirit, but it was like a thousand-year-old bloodthirsty demon, revealing a hideous face.

"It's a heaven-level martial soul and a sword-loving martial soul!"

Gu Tianhe's face was unprecedentedly solemn, and he had fought with Qin Yishan many times, but it was also the first time he saw the other party's martial spirit.

"Is this Qin Yishan's true strength?"

Xue Ye also opened his mouth lightly, and the phaseless vision began, collecting all the data of Qin Yishan, calculating in the soul sea space, and seeking the shortcomings of the other party.

"What a terrible martial soul power!"

Song Yulong frowned.

Sword-loving Martial Spirit: Blood Drink Slash!

Qin flashed out with the sword in both hands, and the sword-loving martial spirit behind him disappeared, appearing in front of Song Yulong as if teleporting.

"Don't think!"

Song Yulong roared, and the black-scaled spear in his hand slashed out angrily, colliding with the blood-light knife, and at the moment of contact, he only felt that the blood all over his body was moved, as if he was about to break through the blood, pierce through the skin and fly away from the body.

Song Yulong became more and more frightened, and hurriedly used his true qi to resist the evil qi that entered his body, forcibly restoring the blood in his body to normal operation.

"It's useless, you will definitely lose!"

Qin Yi snorted coldly, and the attack speed of the blood light sword in mid-air became faster and faster, and it was also able to teleport, attacking from any angle of Song Yulong.

For more than thirty rounds in a row, Song Yulong was forced to hurry, and the bloody sword suddenly appeared in front of his throat and stabbed out suddenly.

"What?"

Song Yulong felt cold behind him, and subconsciously dodged, thrillingly avoiding the bloody sword, as if he had brushed shoulders with death.

"It's over!"

Qin Yi's cold voice sounded, and he saw the blood-light sword stop attacking and appear directly in front of the opponent, and the sword-loving martial soul stood in the air, emitting a glowing blood light.

"Bad ......"

Song Yulong changed color again, only to feel a hot pain in his shoulder, and when he dodged the bloody knife just now, he was bruised and a blood mark appeared. Song Yulong hurriedly used his true qi to stop the bleeding, but it was still too late.

The sound of a fierce sword rang out, as if it were the sound of the Bloodthirsty Demon laughing in triumph.

The sword-loving martial soul bloomed with brilliant blood, once again affecting the blood of Song Yulong's body, but this time he felt that the blood was flowing backwards, and he couldn't resist and control it with his true qi, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the small wound, flying in the direction of the sword-loving martial soul like a dragon absorbing water.

Song Yulong screamed, his body immediately shriveled, his skin dried up and lost his luster, and he was about to collapse.

"Stop, I'll throw in the towel!"

Song Yulong hurriedly shouted, because a little later, the essence and blood of his body would be completely devoured by the sword-loving martial soul and die.

The two had no grudges, Qin Yishan was also immediately injured, the sword-loving martial soul dispersed in mid-air, and a large amount of blood flew back into Song Yulong's body.

Song Yulong half-squatted on the arena, cold sweat broke out, panting heavily, and it took a while to come to his senses.

"Qin Yishan is worthy of being a top Tianjiao who can be on par with Zhan Wushuang and Gu Tianhate, and he is a little perverted!"

"It's terrifying, it's just a peerless demon!"

......

All the geniuses were dumbfounded and palpitated.

"When Qin Yishan chased and killed us, fortunately, he didn't want to expose his true strength, otherwise we might be more than lucky!"

Yuan Yue looked up at Xue Ye beside him and said.

"So what, if I want to leave, he still won't be able to keep me!"

Xue Ye replied disappreciatively.

"If you meet him in a future match, are you sure you can beat him?"

Yuan Yue asked again.

"You don't know until you've beaten it!"

Xue Ye replied.

"Cut, it's like not saying!"

Yuan Yue pursed her mouth.

Although the ranking tournament was only held for two rounds, Song Yulong, the first day of the Qingguang Domain, had basically been removed from the top Tianjiao, and could no longer be compared with Zhan Wushuang and the others.

But no matter what, Song Yulong's ranking on the Tianjiao list will not be bad, even if he is not as good as Zhan Wushuang and others, he will only lose the qualification to compete for the top spot, and the ranking will definitely be among the best.

In the second round, Xue Ye met a very strong opponent, Chen Yue of the Zhan family.

This proud woman of the sky, who is second only to Zhan Wushuang in the fighter, still performed strongly after losing to Zhan Wushuang, and in the first round of the ranking competition, she was still an opponent who killed in one move.

This game is also exciting.

"You're a swordsman too?"

Chen Yue was still wearing a snow-white sword robe, with long hair scattered, and a frosty question, with an indescribable free and easy charm.

"Yes!"

Xue Ye replied indifferently, his temples were white, his face was indifferent, and his black robe was in stark contrast to Chen Yue's snow-white sword robe.

"I love fighting swordsmen, and I'm looking forward to fighting you!"

Chen Yue said.

"You don't have any chance of winning!"

Xue Ye was not humble at all, and said directly. "Although you defeated Song Yulong before and won the first place in the fourth group, I don't think you are strong enough to ignore me, I will use my sword to prove it, and you will pay for it!"

Chen Yue's pretty face flashed with anger, although she was born as a concubine in the Zhan family, she was strong and competitive since she was a child, and she also had the pride of a Zhan family.

"In that case, let's get started, let you get started!"

Xue Ye said lightly.

"Look at the sword!"

Chen Yue shot out angrily, and the azure sword qi condensed in mid-air.

Together......

Two ......

Baidao ......

Thousand ......

......

The dense azure sword qi condensed and turned into an ocean, outflanking Xue Ye from all directions.

"Chen Yue's attainments in the way of the sword are simply unfathomable!"

In the audience, even the well-informed martial arts students had extremely dignified faces.

"Can Xue Ye block such a strong attack?"

Li Muxiu said worriedly.

"Don't worry, no matter how strong Chen Yue is, he can't compare to Song Yulong!"

King Chu Lin was much calmer than the former.

I saw that a sea of sword qi destroyed the entire arena, and it was already full of holes and messes.

Chen Yue gasped slightly, and when the dust and smoke gradually fell, her pretty face changed color again, because Xue Ye's figure was gone.

"The attack is strong, but the blind attack is only futile!"

Xue Ye fell from mid-air, and the fire feather phoenix wings extinguished and disappeared.

"Impossible, my sword move just now was so fast, how did you dodge it?"

Chen Yue wondered.

"It's very simple, although your move is strong, there are flaws, you just need to find the flaws in the first time, and you can avoid it!"

Xue Ye said lightly.

"How can this be justified, look at the sword!"

Chen Yue attacked again, this time choosing to melee with Xue Ye, an arrow step was already approaching, and one after another azure sword qi bloomed from around Xue Ye, stabbing towards the major vital points.

Xue Ye remained silent, the sword of the Absolute Sword was unsheathed, and the sword style of the "Overlord Sword Technique" was also unfolded, and one after another domineering blood light sword qi bloomed, colliding with the azure sword qi cut vertically and horizontally on the opposite side.

After thirty rounds in a row, the two were evenly divided, and another twenty rounds passed, and Chen Yue faintly began to gain the upper hand.

"How so?"

Takeko changed color slightly.

"What is Xue Ye doing, Song Yulong has been defeated, does a Chen Yue still need to fight for so long? He doesn't look like a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade!"

Yuan Yue snorted coldly.

I saw Zhan Wushuang in the distance speaking lightly: "Chen Yue's "Streamer Sword Technique" is a spiritual martial art, and Xue Ye's sword technique is obviously a mortal martial art, even if he has cultivated his sword technique to the Wuwei Sword Realm, it is useless, there is still a big gap in the power of the sword technique, and there is still a big gap between the cultivation of the two, so there is no advantage in confronting Xue Ye head-on!"