This came from the faint killing intent on Ouyang Ziyou's body, as if it was a drop of ink dripping from the white paper, which was extremely obvious in Xu Mingren's eyes.

"How is this possible?" Zhao Haifeng was extremely shocked in his heart, he couldn't believe that Ouyang Ziyou had really suppressed Xu Mingren's sword dao, this kind of strength, even if he broke the void realm, he couldn't do it. Moreover, the entire Spirit Jade Sect did not have any exercises that could be done.

His eyes were fixed on Ouyang Ziyou's body, although Zhao Haifeng was reluctant to doubt his disciple, but Ouyang Ziyou's performance was indeed too strange and shocking for him.

The cold aura from Ouyang Ziyou's body was not only felt by Xu Mingren, but even Zhao Haifeng was clearly aware of it.

This kind of killing intent is impossible for the previous Ouyang Ziyou to have, Zhao Haifeng can be sure that his disciple Ouyang Ziyou must have experienced some extremely shocking things in the past five years.

He Yanqiu's breathing had stopped temporarily, and his eyes were like heavy stones stuck in the mire, unable to pull away from Ouyang Ziyou's body at all.

This kind of strong attraction from Ouyang Ziyou's body is like an incomparably confusing elixir, always kneading He Yanqiu's heart.

Although Ouyang Ziyou's aura was a little weak at the moment because of the secret method just now, He Yanqiu's feeling became clearer and clearer.

What the hell is it?

Before He Yanqiu could think about it, Ouyang Ziyou suddenly made a move.

The purple spirit sword gathered again, although the color was much more indifferent, but the cold aura revealed in it was far from being comparable to before.

This purple spirit sword was surrounded by circles of lilac aura, and the lilac aura continued to rotate, faintly tearing the air apart.

Ouyang Ziyou was holding such a purple spirit sword, and the electric flint stabbed at the death hole in Xu Ming's heart like lightning, which looked extremely vicious.

Facing the sudden attack, Xu Mingren was surprised at first, and then reacted quickly, the aura on his body suddenly converged, and he raised the white spirit sword in his right hand and responded in a little hurry.

Although Ouyang Ziyou's offensive was extremely fast and ruthless, in Xu Ming's heart, he didn't take Ouyang Ziyou too seriously at all.

Although he didn't know what kind of means Ouyang Ziyou had just used, Xu Mingren could be sure that this kind of secret technique or technique would definitely have a great loss on Ouyang Ziyou, otherwise Ouyang Ziyou would not have spit out a few mouthfuls of blood in a row.

"Phew!"

A loud voice burst out from between the spirit swords of both sides.

Xu Mingren took a breath, and at the same time his face was gloomy, the power of this move far exceeded his expectations.

If it weren't for Xu Mingren's quick push away at the last moment, Ouyang Ziyou's sword would have almost pierced him.

"Very good!" Xu Mingren let out a low voice, and his face finally returned to his previous seriousness and domineering.

But what surprised Xu Mingren even more was that Ouyang Ziyou not only did not restrain his offensive, but attacked Xu Mingren again.

The momentum was a few points better than the previous sword, and it almost killed Xu Mingren with one sword.

The emotions of annoyance and anger were like wildfires in the winter grassland in Xu Ming's heart, spreading continuously, and they could not be extinguished and covered up at all.

Originally, for Ouyang Ziyou, Xu Mingren kept a hand, the reason was naturally because Xu Mingren didn't want to kill and injure Ouyang Ziyou by mistake, but Ouyang Ziyou's actions had completely touched Xu Mingren's bottom line, as a man with great ambitions, Xu Mingren would naturally put his life first.

Ouyang Ziyou had already seriously threatened Xu Mingren's life, so Xu Mingren naturally wouldn't continue to keep his hands.

Although the Broken Sleeve Sword Dao has been suppressed, Xu Mingren has only played six or seven percent of the control of the sword path before, and now, Xu Mingren is determined to give Ouyang Ziyou a hard lesson, otherwise Ouyang Ziyou will really not know what to do.

"Sword of Broken Sleeves, First Style, Straight to the Yellow Dragon!"

With Xu Mingren's angry shout, the white spirit sword in his hand was like a flying dragon towards Ouyang Ziyou, as if it was about to drown Ouyang Ziyou.

However, at this moment, Ouyang Ziyou was so easy to deal with, and Ouyang Zi raised his right hand in an instant, and the purple demon shadow suddenly flashed, rushing towards the white flying dragon.

"Poof!"

The aura of the two colors stirred together, sending out a violent fluctuation that tore dozens of feet of air apart.

The aura mixed with two colors floated in all directions, covering the figures of Ouyang Ziyou and Xu Mingren, but soon this chaotic aura dissipated, and Ouyang Ziyou and Xu Mingren collided together.

Ouyang Ziyou's face became more and more frighteningly white, but his movements and aura did not slow down and weaken in the slightest, and his methods were even more cruel and unscrupulous.

Because of his mastery of the way of the sword, although Xu Mingren's strength is better than Ouyang Ziyou's wall, but because Ouyang Ziyou dares to fight and fights without his life's attack, the two are only equal for a while, and no one can help anyone.

Having said that, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that Ouyang Zi will not last long from this state at all, and when his aura weakens and fluctuates, it is when Xu Mingren takes advantage of the situation to counterattack and win.

I don't know when, Zhao Haifeng's two withered palms hidden in the robe have been clenched together, and even his entire face has elongated a lot.

The crisis Ouyang Ziyou faced was not too much of Zhao Haifeng's eyes at all, but Zhao Haifeng was powerless to change it at all.

When Xu Mingren revealed that he had mastered the way of the sword, Zhao Haifeng knew that Ouyang Ziyou no longer had much chance of winning, even if Ouyang Ziyou used a secret trick that he didn't know where he learned to suppress Xu Mingren's kendo, Zhao Haifeng still didn't think that Ouyang Ziyou would win this competition.

Zhao Haifeng really wanted to open his mouth to make Zhao Haifeng give up the game, but Ouyang Ziyou was no longer the Ouyang Ziyou before, especially after using the secret technique.

The chilling aura from Ouyang Ziyou's body, even many masters of the Heaven Stepping Realm couldn't help but be a little shocked, the more powerful the means, the greater Ouyang Ziyou's sacrifice and consumption, and even Zhao Haifeng felt that Ouyang Ziyou had lost his self-consciousness.

Xu Mingren was still defending against Ouyang Ziyou's attack without revealing any flaws, and the balance of time had tilted in his favor.

Finally, Ouyang Ziyou still slowed down.

The aura wrapped in the purple spirit sword was already a little unstable, and there was a faint feeling of discreteness, although Ouyang Ziyou's eyes were still so indifferent, his pale face had already betrayed his state.

Xu Mingren always paid attention to Ouyang Ziyou's breath, and naturally discovered subtle changes.

This is the time to wait.

Xu Mingren changed his previous passive defense, and instead began to take prescriptions step by step, his moves were like a tiger descending from the mountain, becoming more and more fierce and domineering, as if he wanted to vent all his previous grievances at once.

Ouyang Ziyou still failed to subvert the competition after all, and even the suppression of the shroud of the sword path had been loosened, Xu Mingren exhaled sharply, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly exploded, almost sweeping the air nearby.

Ouyang Ziyou, who received Xu Mingren's sword, was obviously overwhelmed, and suddenly retreated seven or eight feet, and after spraying a burst of blood in mid-air again, he slowly fell to the ground.

Zhao Yu'er's face was also ugly and terrifying, ten slender fingers were already tightly intertwined, and the bone joints were already a little pale.

(End of chapter)