Not only Ye Yifei was stunned, but even the disciples in the audience were stunned.

"What's going on?"

"Who knows".

"It's worthy of being the first flower of the Wolong Sect, I really want to fight her, even if I am killed, it is worth it."

"Look at your appearance, it's really incurable."

"When she becomes the champion, won't your wish come true?"

There was a lot of talk all around.

"Look at the palm!" snorted softly, only to see Liu Ruyan, the figure blurred instantly, turning into two figures, as if they could do the trick.

In the next moment, the figure increased dramatically again, from one to two, to two, to four, and four to eight......

The dense figure instantly filled the platform, which was much stronger than the purple-clothed disciple Li Zhufeng of the fifth peak, and after a while, there were thirty-two figures on the platform.

Ye Yifei stood still and didn't move, the corners of his mouth twitched, "You keep so many clones, aren't you tired?"

"Thousand Shadow Phantom Palm!" The other party's just four words made Ye Yifei's eyes widen.

I saw that one after another palms appeared around in an instant, as if each one was fake, and as if each one was real, the most difficult thing was that at the same time, these palms attacked in thirty-two different directions, which made Ye Yifei stunned for a moment.

Without waiting for Ye Yifei to react, a seemingly fluttering palm slapped Ye Yifei's chest, only to see Ye Yifei's chest muscles bulge violently, and instantly match the palm.

With a muffled sound, Ye Yifei was directly knocked back several meters away, and his chest was stuffy for a while, and at this moment he knew that the other party's palm strength was by no means ordinary.

"Hey! It's really amazing, it actually superimposed thirty-two palms in an instant", only when the attack was on his body, Ye Yifei understood the true meaning, the other party seemed to be a palm, but in fact, it had already been superimposed countless times, and it bombarded out.

The power of this set of palms is that at the same time from thirty-two different directions to attack, as long as the opponent has a flaw in one direction, then this direction will usher in a substantial attack, while the palm shadows in other directions are illusory, so it is called phantom palm.

Without waiting for Ye Yifei to stand firm, the opponent's figure approached again, but Ye Yifei never moved, and did not take the initiative to bombard these palm shadows at all, because once you make a move, you will let yourself have a big flaw, then the palm shadow you attack will only be illusory, and your flaws will usher in a heavy blow, unless you catch all the opponent's palm shadows at once.

Bang!, the palm slapped on Ye Yifei's back this time, Ye Yifei was repelled again, although the palm strength was strong, but it still couldn't make Ye Yifei really injured, so he could only be beaten passively.

Bang! Bang !! a series of muffled sounds came out, and I saw Ye Yifei staggering, not fighting back at all, as if he was just standing there, not fighting back, scolding or not returning, and letting the other party fight.

"This kid is too unproductive, right, he won't fight back when he sees a beautiful woman?" The disciples below were dumbfounded, and they all despised Ye Yifei.

"That's it, I saw that he was quite bloody just now."

"I see that if you go up, you will also take the initiative to be beaten."

"What's this, it's not in the way to be slapped by a beautiful woman, you see this kid is quite enjoyable."

The pot completely exploded below, there were envy, there was contempt, and there were all kinds of claims.

After receiving thirty-two palms in succession, the figure on the platform slowly dissipated, revealing a beautiful figure.

The next moment, everyone's eyes widened, because the dream lover in everyone's eyes got off the platform lightly.

"Eh!" Ye Yifei stood there, completely unaware of why, "This is the end? Is this a joke with me?" Turning his head to look at the position of the seventh peak, Liu Ruyan had a cold expression, completely ignoring him.

"The palm strength is good, but it's not that it can't be broken, there are phantom palms in front, only when she launches a real blow, is when she exposes her true body, just resist a palm, and fight back with all her strength, this is definitely not her real strength, why doesn't she use the Qi of the Yin? Is she showing weakness? Or is she warning me?"

Ye Yifei thought that he would go all out against the two major rivals, one was Dugu Qingyang, and the other was Liu Ruyan, but in his heart, he was more wary of Liu Ruyan, after all, this woman was too good at camouflage, obviously she was the yin physique, she had to pretend to be a wind attribute physique, the most fake was her expression, she had a cold expression all day long, I don't know if she was really tired of Hongchen, or if she was self-inflicted, which always made Ye Yifei feel uncomfortable.

People not only have to live happily, but also to be their true selves, if they are too disguised, even they don't know which is the real self.

Just as Ye Yifei was thinking, a tall figure instantly appeared in front of him.

With a sword roar !!, with a powerful sharp aura, he rushed towards him, making Ye Yifei feel like facing a peerless swordsman, and he didn't need to think about it to know that it was Zhu Feng of the third peak.

When Ye Yifei was unprepared, Zhu Feng was full of sword intent, and the long sword in his hand was even more swordsmanlike.

A sword that brushes up, and it comes up with a full force.

The long sword carried a shocking momentum, and when the chest stabbed came, Ye Yifei instantly tilted his body and avoided a sword, however, the next sword was even more swift, directly one up, slashing at Ye Yifei's armpit.

Ye Yifei had to dodge again.

Boom!! sword shadows flashed, each sword faster than the last, and the power became more and more powerful, as if the long sword could continue to be stacked.

When Ye Yifei avoided more than ten swords, Zhu Feng's momentum also climbed to the peak, and his eyes were full of light.

"Sword swallows the long river!" burst into a shout, and the long sword in his hand struck like lightning, bringing out a silver sword shadow, like a long river, with huge power, completely sealing this space, so that Ye Yifei no longer had room to dodge.

A dragon groan came out, Ye Yifei stepped on his right foot, and with a dodge, he appeared ten meters away, directly out of the opponent's attack range, and the next moment, he was sweating profusely, and he had never been so out of shape in the face of Dugu Qingyang, looking at Zhu Feng in the distance, he instantly figured out a truth.

If you don't even have the courage to draw your sword, how can you say that a swordsman will say it?"

Ye Yifei gave up using the Nether Wolf Tooth Spirit Weapon, and instead reached out and took out a spirit sword, which was the sword spirit weapon of Temurich.

I saw Zhu Feng in the distance, the sword intent continued to condense, slowly converging on the long sword, so that the momentum of the entire long sword continued to rise, slowly, as if he himself had turned into a part of the long sword.

This made Ye Yifei glare, "It's okay to do this? But how does it feel weird?" What is strange, he can't say it for the time being.

Kim, a powerful swordsman by nature, is known as a sharp aura, piercing and cutting everything open.

Solidity is its most basic characteristic, and with solidity there is a foundation of gold, so that when everything is broken, it will not be destroyed.

So what is the purpose of being strong? In order to be sharper, so there is a second basic characteristic, the sharpness of gold.

So with sharpness, how can you pierce the opponent more thoroughly?

This is also the truth that Ye Yifei wants to understand at this moment.

Because he blindly retreated just now, he had an epiphany, if he encountered the enemy without fighting and was cowardly, then what was the use of being sharp?

Jin must have the courage to move forward and never retreat, even if the head is broken and the blood flows, I will break through your defense, this is a kind of belief, but also a kind of perseverance to move forward, without this belief, then gold is waste, with this belief is the sharpest gold.

"Then the third basic characteristic of the golden qi is the courage to move forward."

The next moment, Ye Yifei's sword intent erupted, constantly climbing, and his whole body exuded a sharp aura, which carried a kind of courage that would never flinch, in stark contrast to Zhu Feng in the distance.

Slowly, Ye Yifei finally knew why Zhu Feng was a little awkward at this time, because the other party was completely sword-based, gathering all his strength on the long sword, and only the long sword in his hand was in his eyes.

However, Ye Yifei was completely different, he gathered all his sword intent on himself, focusing on himself, and the long sword in his hand was just an attack weapon.

"The warrior himself is the foundation, even if I don't have a sword in my hand, any blow I make is a powerful swordsmanship, because I am the sword, and the sword is me, this is the true meaning of the unity of the human sword, not to merge ourselves on the long sword."

In his previous life, his mentor instructed him how to condense the killing intent, everything is based on the warrior himself, as long as he has the intention in his heart, what kind of killing intent he wants to send is whatever he wants, whether it is sword intent or sword intent, it is up to the warrior himself to decide.

At this moment, even if Ye Yifei didn't have a long sword in his hand, he could still send out powerful swordsmanship with his fists, this was the difference in realm, which led to a different direction of cultivation.

"Not bad! really good!" grinned nonsense, and said to the Wine Emperor, "This kid's comprehension ability is not ordinarily strong, he should have comprehended the true meaning of killing intent very early, I really want to see what kind of martial arts he can comprehend."

"You don't look at whose apprentices it is." The Wine Emperor put gold on his face again.

Zhu Zhen, the master of the third peak, sat on the side, staring closely at the two people on the platform, "Feng'er is too paranoid, just because he was chased by a snow wolf when he was a child, and stabbed the snow wolf to death with a long sword in his hand at the moment of life and death, who knows! This is actually the beginning of his obsession with the sword, and then he went farther and farther, deviating from the true meaning of the sword intent, and only valued the long sword in his hand, no matter how I teach, it will be useless, I hope Ye Yifei can change his opinion, so it is a good thing."

When both of them condensed to the peak, under the traction of the qi machine, the next moment was the most violent attack.

"Hah!" both of them shouted at the same time.

With a crisp sound, the two long swords collided directly in the air, and suddenly the sword intent flew sideways, one person's clothes rustled, and one person's long hair flew, like two peerless swordsmen, almost at the same time again, without giving up.

One person wins in profound understanding, and one person wins in great strength.

A long sword is incomparably powerful, and the other has a sword intent in his heart.

The two people with completely different styles have fought each other dozens of times, and they still don't know the winner.

Sword swallows the river!

Sword rush for nine days!

The two of them became more and more courageous, and they sent out powerful swordsmanship one after another, and the figures quickly changed, and on the entire platform, only the sword shadows flickered, and the sword qi flew, but there was no trace of the two of them.

The disciples below watched it with relish and discussed a lot.