No one cares about the big things that are happening, but they don't concern themselves, in the Shenglong Valley, the martial arts conference is still in full swing, after a few days of elimination, the rest are all among the geniuses of the Eastern Shenzhou, there are only fifty or sixty people at the moment, and after two more rounds, it should be the real decisive moment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And Ye Bai, who stood out and sang triumphantly all the way, Var Long Dao, Yang Jiansheng, Ye Fusheng, Liu Qingfeng, and Junhuang Ling, all quickly entered everyone's sight.

Compared with Ye Bai's fierce battle, the dragon cutting dao is simple and clear, a pair of iron fists are unbreakable, there is no three-in-one enemy, Yang Jiansheng relies on the scorching sun heavenly sword dao mastery, fierce and unparalleled, Liu Qingfeng is relying on strong horizontal cultivation and is invincible, the most surprising person is Ye Fusheng, this should be an unknown existence, a small kendo sect in the south of Dongshenzhou stands out, and it is within ten moves, full of spirit, defeating the old sect master, can be called a model of the younger generation, kendo cultivation is transcendent and holy, difficult to ponder.

Ye Bai understands the positioning of several people, but this does not mean that the audience can also understand, but most people have shifted their interest to the wind evil.

The first bye, the second opponent abstained, so they always feel a little inexplicable, is there really such a lucky person?

Regrettably, they never got to see them.

It's just a squander of time when everyone is talking about it.

The third fight has begun.

Compared with the world's sects, the results achieved by the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect are enough to overshadow the great sects, except for Lin Xiyan's defeat at the hands of Yang Jiansheng, the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect is basically equivalent to singing all the way to victory, and when people hope that the next battle can change, the Wind Evil who has never appeared has already stepped into the ring.

In the audience, Ye Bai, who won two games in a row, had an unexpected bye, which made many people interested in this frequently lucky white-haired knifeman, so there were many people watching the battle, accounting for nearly half of the people.

"The Heaven Splitting Sword Sect is a sword sect, how can there be a cultivator who makes a sword?"

Someone found that the Wind Evil was full of white hair and was unusually handsome, but the nameless knife wrapped behind him attracted too much attention and discussion.

"Ha, the Heaven Splitting Sect is not the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, it's just famous for the Heaven Splitting Sword Dao that has been passed down from generation to generation, and hundreds of years ago, there were monks there in them!"

An insider laughed and deliberately showed off, and Ye Bai was slightly surprised when he heard it.

"Monk? It's new! ”

He still clearly remembered that a Buddhist Dao divine weapon stood in the sword forest, named Prajna Confession, like such a divine weapon, how could the things of Buddhism exist with the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect? Now it seems that it is estimated to be related to the monk hundreds of years ago, and he plans to ask Shizun Zifeiyan when he has time.

At the moment, it is natural to take the wind and evil martial arts competition as the key.

Many people expect unexpected surprises to happen when the Wind Resists Evil happens.

On the other hand, after the wind evil came to power, he put his hands behind his back, pretending to be unfathomable, and the surrounding airflow rotated slightly, forming an airflow protector, this small scene was quite shocking in the eyes of those who knew it.

On the field was a young swordsman, also dressed in white, looking handsome, and a sword behind him exuded a streamer and rhyme, which looked a little powerful.

"It's a swordsman from the mysterious Wind Tower!"

Someone in the audience recognized it and exclaimed, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Yufeng Tower?

Ye Bai was stunned again when he heard this, the last time he met his opponent, it was the young swordsman of Yufeng Tower, Feng Buping, but he didn't expect that the young swordsman on the stage was also from here, and he seemed to be much stronger than Feng Buping.

It is rumored that the peerless sword immortal Chen Yufeng's cultivation has long been superb, comparable to a true immortal, and the disciples are extremely rare, this martial arts conference will encounter two at once, the key to this is probably also for the Void Heaven Spirit Root.

On the stage, the two looked at each other, although the young swordsman had a handsome face, but he was not vulnerable, according to the air flow on the surface of the body, he already knew that the wind evil had entered the realm of scattered immortals, and nodded slightly to report his name: "Ji Lingying!" ”

"Resist the Wind Evil!"

In the face of the younger generations, the wind demon was naturally embarrassed to make a move, and reluctantly said: "One move determines the victory, use all your strength!" ”

"What a big breath!"

When everyone in the audience heard this, they all exclaimed, but they quickly calmed down, and the covering air flow around the white-haired knife man silenced them.

Ji Ling should understand what he meant, although he didn't understand why such a master could participate in the martial arts conference, but in order to achieve his goal, he was determined to do his best.

"Attention!"

Ji Ling should step on the earth, and suddenly an incomparable mysterious power gushed out from the ground, and then the sword came out of its sheath, drew brilliant colors, spun in the air, and fell into his hand.

At the moment of holding the sword, all the qi in Ji Lingying's body gushed out, and suddenly, on the ring, the wind and clouds changed, and he immediately stepped on the seven stars, and Rin was full of sword intent, and came in the blink of an eye.

The speed was so fast that everyone was amazed.

And the wind demon was a cold bystander, and the moment the sword entered the center of the eyebrows, the figure disappeared in an instant, turned into an afterimage, and floated in the ring.

As the descendant of the mysterious Yufeng Tower, Ji Lingying's perception of the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth is not weaker than that of the younger generation, when he noticed that the airflow had changed, an inexplicable sense of crisis came from behind, and he immediately made a decision, the Dao Sword turned around and swept, and a green light cut through the space barrier and fell into the endless void.

"It's an afterimage again!"

Ji Lingying was shocked, and the sense of crisis in all directions was constantly approaching, so that he had to be transported out of the school.

"The twilight rain and the cold river break the spring and autumn!"

He let out a deep sigh, motionless like a mountain, and then the long sword went into the ground, and when he landed, countless sword qi turned into green rays, rising into the sky, shattering all the afterimages, and in the next moment, he moved again.

The situation in his body was like lightning, and the Dao Sword slammed, and the sword qi burst out, attacking the figure in the distance.

"Boom ......"

There was a loud bang, the green light was dazzling, and he couldn't look at it directly, and after a moment, the light slowly disappeared, and everyone only saw the white-haired knife man with his fingers together, clamping the blade that was enough to destroy a mountain, Ji Lingying's forehead was covered with sweat, his expression was shocked, and there was silence on the field, even Ye Bai's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

"I'm defeated!"

For a long time, Ji Lingying's forehead sweat fell, a blow was empty, and the heart of the loss was convinced, this sword, although he did not do his best, but he could also predict the ending, immediately put the sword back to the sheath, looked at the calm expression of the wind evil, his face showed respect, since he hit him out of the mountain, this sword, the person in front of him is the first person in front of him to be able to take it so easily, at that moment, the powerful aura he felt was very similar to his master Chen Yufeng, it is enough to see that the person in front of him is probably no longer among the scattered immortals!

The voice of the Imperial Wind Evil was lazy, but he was still very optimistic about the juniors, he patted his clothes slightly, looked frivolous, and said with a smile: "The mysterious Imperial Wind Building disciple should not only have such a cultivation when he comes out of the mountain, I'm afraid it hasn't been fully revealed!" ”

"If you believe in all your strength, you will inevitably lose! Please! ”

Ji Lingying was like the wind was uneven, even if he was defeated, he couldn't see a frustrated look, so he immediately nodded slightly, turned around and got out of the ring.

In just a moment, the victory and defeat have been revealed.

Everyone looked at the Wind Evil, no longer curious, but shocked, because they had witnessed a genius young swordsman being defeated by someone with one move, and perhaps others hadn't made a move yet......

At this moment, there was great pressure in the hearts of many people, such an existence was actually a cultivator? It's incredible!