It was a green shadow as fast as lightning, and it flashed abruptly, breaking through the light and shadow of countless dazzling spirit swords, and accurately penetrating Long Yi's body.

The wind stops, the sword disappears, everything is quiet in an instant!

The sword falls to the ground!

Poof! Get down on your knees!

Tick Tick! Blood Drips!

Long Yi, who was holding the ground with both hands, was stupid, his whole body was still shaking when he knelt on his knees, and the blood kept falling down his arms, and he slowly raised his head.

It was a kind of coolness from hell just now, and in an instant, I lost my resistance, and my body and consciousness directly lost my reaction, so what is it?

Looking at the opponent with a dull gaze, Rong Yu was standing there neatly at this moment, his left hand was behind him, and the withered bamboo in his right hand was pointed obliquely to the ground, and blood flowed down the withered bamboo.

"Could it be...... Was that sword intent just now?"

Suddenly, the older tutor in the audience exclaimed. All the students looked at it, and it turned out to be Instructor Liu Changhai of the Qishou Academy, who was the instructor of the Academy appointed by the Xuanwu Sect to specialize in instructing students in swordsmanship.

Sword intent is the martial artist's comprehension of swordsmanship and sword qi beyond the limit, and it is an artistic conception formed by the understanding and perception from quantitative change to qualitative change.

Sword intent, supreme precious, terrifying! The entire Xuanwu Sect, no, there are only a handful of martial artists in the entire Shenlong Kingdom who can master the sword intent.

Once the sword slave comprehends the sword intent, he is destined to be a sword god-like existence for the rest of his life, and this kind of achievement will be supreme glory, and his status is also transcendent. ”

But what made Liu Changhai puzzled was that it was still difficult for a sword martial artist who had been drinking kendo for many years to comprehend the sword intent, why could he have such an achievement at Rong Yu's age.

Long Yi supported the ground with his hands, panting heavily, he was unconvinced, he was unwilling.

"Long Yi, how did you survive in Fumo Mountain, the three of us fought with our lives to protect you from crossing the river, and you actually cut off the iron lock that saved your life, you should die!" Rong Yu asked him righteously.

Poof!ahh

Four half-amputated fingers flew in the air, and Long Yi let out a terrible scream.

"It's just that I don't go to you, you dare to find my door and openly provoke, who gave you the guts!"

Poof!ah~~

Four more fingers flew, Long Yi's body was like a sifting of chaff, and there was already the previous arrogance in his eyes, and the pain of breaking his fingers directly destroyed his will.

"Betraying friends to survive, and beating up and slandering your savior, is this the philosophy of your big family? I have never seen such a brazen person, insulting me can do it, don't insult my friends!" Rong Yu's words floated over the entire martial arts arena.

A murderous aura has begun to permeate, and Rong Yu's eyes are already slowly fascinated.

"Don't kill me, you can't kill me, our Long family is a big family in the entire Wangyan City, my brother is a genius inner disciple of the Xuanwu Sect, the fifth place of the Dragon Bang, if you kill me, you will also die!" Long Yi shouted.

Poof! click, the sound of bones breaking.

An arm fell on the stage, and a large amount of blood stained Long Yi's body, and he let out a scream that made his scalp tingle, and fell to the ground.

"So what, even if your family is the current royal family, who can atone for your own sins!" Rong Yu slowly raised the withered bamboo.

Long Yi was scared, the young man in front of him was simply a devil, his messy long hair covered half of his face, and the flesh on his cheeks was trembling incessantly.

Bang! Bang!

The people in the audience found that Long Yi was actually ...... Kowtow! He cried out loudly in a trance: "Spare my life!" You spare me, I don't dare anymore, I will never provoke your friend again, I just ask you to spare my life!"

"Spare your life, who just said that even if I kneel down and beg you, I won't spare my life" Rong Yu asked sharply.

"This ......" Yes, just now, he thought that he had eaten Rong Yu, and said unashamedly that even if Rong Yu knelt down and begged him, he would not let it go, and the retribution came too quickly.

The air froze again, and the sword intent gradually poured out, and the crowd looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief, looking at this terrifying young man.

"Stop! Just as Rong Yu's sword intent poured out, a huge halberd stabbed out, which could block his bamboo staff.

Rong Yu was not panicked by the sudden change, but flipped his wrist and swung out a killing move: "Liuyun Sword Technique Second Style ~ Wind and Clouds!"

This is the most powerful move in the Liuyun Sword Technique, he has practiced it once before, but he has not been able to integrate the mysteries in it, but at this moment he had an epiphany.

The way of martial arts is like a great river, all of which are connected. The comprehension of sword intent made his understanding of sword moves one step more profound, and he saw that the moves were no longer restrained, and they became natural and natural.

Bang bang!

A string of sparks flickered, and in the blink of an eye, two figures flickered and moved and swung out nine halberds in succession, before they would block the attack of the bamboo sword.

An old man with white hair held a halberd in front of Long Yi's body with both hands, and a crack on the gray warrior's uniform was impressive, and the face of the person who came was surprised and puzzled!

Rong Yu's face was slightly pale, his breathing was slightly short, and a green aura in his body was slowly circulating through the meridians that the repairer had shattered.

The withered bamboo in Rong Yu's hand was already half of it, and he looked at the visitor with his eyes, without the slightest hesitation in his eyes.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and Rong Yu knew that there was another person on the stage of life and death The aura is strong It should be a master in the early stage of the Lingwu Realm He didn't turn around or even turn his head He just ran the Buddha Demon Sutra to the extreme.

"As soon as you get on the platform of life and death, life and death have a life! Your life is now mine, and whoever is behind you will move again, Qidi! You know how to do it. ”

Rong Yu knew that the Wanyue Bow might not cause fatal damage to the people behind him in Miao Qidi's hands now.

But now those present know how powerful it is, and that's his greatest power. Rong Yu can not care about the people behind him, and concentrate on dealing with the opponent in front of him.

Miao Qidi did not hesitate to take another falling arrow, and the double bead continuous hair was not a problem for her. She knew that Rong Yu had given her back to herself, that is, she had given her life to herself, this is called trust, the tacit understanding formed by the three of them in Fumo Mountain this time, and the trust of brothers in life and death.

Kuohai also did not hesitate to sacrifice the king of the earth stick, ready to go, no matter what kind of opponent on the stage, as long as Rong Yu looked at him, he would not hesitate to pounce, because they are brothers, brothers who have died!

Rong Yu put a mysterious smile on his face again, and said to the visitor, "Are you ready to die?"

The person who came was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Do you mean that you want to take the life of the old man? Hahaha! I have lived eighty times in the sky, and it is the first time I have heard such a funny joke, and a yellow-mouthed child in the middle of the Breaking Martial Realm threatens to take my life in the early stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm, okay! Come on, hahahaha!"

"That's a lot of nonsense! Are the people of the Long family all talkers?"

"You...... I'm."

"Wind of Flowing Cloud Sword Technique ~ Roll ~ Remnant ~ Cloud!"

This time, Rong Yu's sword technique was no longer so jerky as the first time, and the short withered bamboo suddenly swelled out with a three-foot sword qi, and the qi beam that could not be counted with the naked eye surrounded Long Zhantian in an instant.

Everyone felt that the two people fighting on the stage were suddenly gone, leaving only the flash of sword qi, which changed shape irregularly like the edge of the sky and the remnant clouds.

"Is this all there is, boy, you're not a little worse, the mixed yuan halberd ~ the water can't be leaked, sealed!" Long Zhantian shouted, and the halberd was used as a stick, causing an afterimage to dance and seal the angle of attack.

Suddenly, Rong Yu's sword qi changed dramatically, it was not sword qi, it was simply a wave of qi, if it was accurately stated, it was like a strong wind, and it was a chaotic wind, the wind direction was sometimes east, sometimes west, sometimes up, sometimes down.

Long Zhantian could only rely on his keen observation to resist the erratic sword qi, and he struggled to support himself in the strong wind. Always be vigilant to dodge sneak attacks.

"Liuyun Sword Technique First Style ~ Qingyun Straight Up!"

The sword momentum of the big opening and closing suddenly changed, becoming precise and fast, and the three swords in a row had strange angles and excellent speeds, forcing Long Zhantian to make an amazing dodge in a hurry.

Ding!~ The echo was around, and a beam of Ling Feng rushed into his chest at an incredible angle, Long Zhantian felt a murderous aura that he had not seen for a long time at this moment, and a feeling of being extremely close to death made his back break out in a cold sweat.

"What a powerful sword intent!" someone praised.

"Long Lao!" The aura of the two masters behind Rong Yu changed, and the two figures quickly leaned into Rong Yu, one left and one right, each stabbed out a sword, stabbing at Rong Yu who completely exposed his back.

Whoosh!

With a crisp bowstring sound, two sharp cracking sounds pierced through the air, and two powerful arrows whistled towards the two people on the left and right.

A thought flashed through the minds of the two people who were attacking at the same time: "Uh-huh! There are also masters! No, there are clearly no Lingwu Realm martial artists!"

The chilling arrow wind made the two masters of the Spirit Martial Realm dare not slack off, and at the same time reacted to change the stab to flirtation, wanting to use the sword in their hands to shoot the arrows away.

Bang Bang!

The two spirit arrows pierced their swords directly and accurately into their right arms, not deep, but enough to block the attack of the two men.

Rong Yu did not receive the influence behind him, the moment the withered bamboo penetrated Long Zhantian's body with sword intent, Rong Yu ghostly bypassed him, and his left hand picked up the bamboo shadow sword on the ground and swung it out, a human head with a decadent face flew up, and Long Yi's body fell A huge blood mist soared and fell on the stage.

Long Yi, fall!

The smile on Rong Yu's face disappeared, and he made a steady gesture to Kuo Hai with his right hand. With a gloomy face, he swept over the remaining three people on the stage who were exercising their skills to heal their wounds, and said coldly: "I said that those who go to the stage of life and death, life or death, my Rong Yu will accept your life!"