The gray-black sword light collided with the cyan light, there was no earth-shattering loud noise, no sparkling passion picture, everything seemed to be very calm and calm.

It's just that when the gray-black sword light dissipated, the cyan light on Tian Yuan's body also converged a lot. At the same time, the sword in his hand seemed to be affected, and it shook violently in his hand.

Seeing that Tian Yuan was unscathed under his sword, Sun Mingcheng's heart also quickly flashed a trace of surprise.

As soon as his eyes froze, the giant sword in his hand was raised again, and an even more terrifying aura continued to condense on his body, as if the next sword would be earth-shattering and terrifying.

And sitting on the stands below, his eyes have been on Tian Yuan's body, since he resisted Sun Mingcheng's sword just now, the special momentum on his body has already weakened.

Although Li Xiaoyao didn't understand what the Sword Soul Sect's Sword Soul Awakening was all about, he could guess that Tian Yuan in this state, if he let him complete the whole process, he would definitely get a lot of benefits.

Looking at Sun Mingcheng on the side of the ring, Li Xiaoyao was sure that this young man who seemed to be five big and three rough must know what was going on with Tian Yuan at the moment.

Because, just as he spoke, a hint of ill intent flashed in the corner of his eye.

Seeing that Zhang Wuchen and the others sitting in front had no intention of stopping him, Li Xiaoyao was even more surprised. However, no matter what, he couldn't just watch Tian Yuan being seriously injured by the other party's sword.

Even if he was sitting in the audience, he could feel how terrifying the momentum condensed from the giant sword in the other party's hand was, so he only thought about it for a moment and immediately rose up.

The figure turned into a light shadow in the air, and with a soft snort, a sword shadow appeared in front of Sun Mingcheng without warning.

"Ding......

The sound of metal colliding came, and before the giant sword in Sun Mingcheng's hand could be cut off, a flash of sword light hit the giant sword in his hand.

The huge energy, as well as the very strange sword technique, although it could not disperse the energy that had been gathered on the giant sword in his hand, it also missed the angle of the sword that he had originally planned.

In the piercing sound of impact, the giant sword in Sun Mingcheng's hand was forced to slash down, but the direction was more than ten degrees away from Tian Yuan.

At the same time, the figure took four or five steps back, and Sun Mingcheng was able to stop his figure.

There was a look of anger on his face, but a trace of consternation flashed in his eyes extremely quickly.

Looking at Li Xiaoyao, who suddenly appeared in front of Tian Yuan, Sun Mingcheng's body quickly exuded an aura that was much stronger than before.

"Good swordsmanship, come again!"

The look of anger on his face quickly retracted, and was replaced by a very serious gaze.

The giant sword in his hand pointed in front of Li Xiaoyao, and with a majestic momentum, it rushed directly towards Li Xiaoyao.

At the same time, as Sun Mingcheng's words fell, his majestic figure turned into a light and shadow again, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to Li Xiaoyao's side.

"Epee ......"

He shouted in a low voice, and a gray-black sword quickly appeared around Li Xiaoyao's body. Under the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, Li Xiaoyao's face couldn't help but change.

Before, offstage, he was able to perceive very limited. And now, appearing in the ring, he understood why Tian Yuan's previous expression and reaction were so abnormal. This strong man named Sun Mingcheng is indeed too exaggerated.

At the very least, in terms of personal cultivation, he is better than himself and Tian Yuan.

Feeling the pressure of the gray-black sword light appearing beside him, Li Xiaoyao's face also became more solemn. The Soul Separation Sword in his hand was held tightly, and a faint blue light quickly flashed out from the Soul Separation Sword in his hand.

"Sword-Breaking ......"

A low cry came out, and the spiritual power gathered on the Soul Separation Sword in his hand, and in a moment, the originally extremely dim blue light became extremely bright in an instant.

As Li Xiaoyao's voice fell, the increasingly intense blue light enveloped the gray-black sword light that Sun Mingcheng had unleashed, and immediately after, there was a violent energy collision.

"Who is this man?"

The appearance of Li Xiaoyao can be regarded as helping Tian Yuan resolve the crisis. And the people watching the game in the audience were puzzled. No one knows who this boy who suddenly appeared is.

Only among the people where Liulifeng was, the look on Zhang Wuchen's face moved slightly, but he didn't express any opinions.

In addition, it is Bai Yu, who has always had a feeling that Li Xiaoyao can't see through. As the eldest disciple of Liulifeng, he has a different personality from Tian Yuan. Therefore, all along, the relationship between him and Li Xiaoyao, and the relationship between Tian Yuan and Li Xiaoyao, has always been a little different.

"Hmph! It's really a traitor, it's better not to fall into my hands, otherwise ......"

On Qi Fengfeng's side, Han Ling'er, who was dressed in white, glanced at Li Xiaoyao, who suddenly appeared on the stage, and snorted coldly with a still indifferent expression.

"Senior sister, do you know him?"

Just as Han Ling'er was whispering to herself, a plump woman beside her showed a faint smile and asked.

Compared with Han Ling'er, this woman didn't say that kind of indifference that was as cold as ice and rejected thousands of miles away.

"I don't know!"

Lightly threw down three words, and Han Ling'er didn't say anything more. And her expression also seemed to tell the other party that she didn't want to speak again.

"Gravity Traction ......"

The gray-black sword light disappeared under the blue light that bloomed in Li Xiaoyao's hand, and Sun Mingcheng's heart couldn't help but tremble, he didn't expect that the strength of this young man who suddenly appeared had reached such a level.

However, what followed was a look of excitement and madness. On the heavy sword in his hand, the gray light continued to flicker, and with a strange smile on the corner of Sun Mingcheng's mouth, then a trace of strangeness occurred in the ring.

The boundless pressure kept coming, as if an incomparably terrifying weight was pressing on his shoulders, making Li Xiaoyao's legs as if he were tied to two heavy iron lumps.

Moved his body vigorously, and looked at Tian Yuan, who was still unresponsive and sitting cross-legged behind him, Li Xiaoyao couldn't help but show a bitter smile.

I secretly sighed in my heart Sun Mingcheng's horror, but I didn't dare to have any slackness in my hands, and the soul sword danced, and the blue light continued to emanate from it.