Half a month ago, Xiao Baiyi lost to Ye Changsheng in a daze, and those ten moves became his inner demon.

So this time against Ye Changsheng, he was careful in almost every move, lest he lose in a daze.

Trembling, he finally survived ten moves, Xiao Baiyi completely removed the invisible shackles on his body, and burst out with twelve points of combat effectiveness.

With such a powerful explosive power, even he himself was pleasantly surprised.

Hahaha, Ye Changsheng, you know how powerful I am, just ask if you are afraid!

Bang!

The two wooden swords tore through the layers of qi and slammed into each other, making a sonorous sound of gold and stone.

Xiao Baiyi's long sword shook, unloaded the remaining energy, jumped high, and stabbed out hundreds of swords in the air towards Ye Changsheng.

He has been abused for so many days, and his control of his strength is already very exquisite.

On the exterior of the wooden sword, it is always wrapped with a layer of spiritual power, which can resist the blow force from the outside world, and minimize the damage suffered by the wooden sword itself.

But this did not affect Xiao Baiyi's strength in the slightest, and the powerful ice attribute spiritual power burst out from the outer layer of the sword, changing in a thousand ways.

Therefore, the hundreds of swords he stabbed out in an instant had already turned into cold ice blades, like ice picks that fell when the cave collapsed, and like a huge nail board, smashing on the top of Ye Changsheng's head.

Everyone watching the battle couldn't help but let out exclamations, and a trace of nervousness appeared on Zi Ling'er's calm face, and she couldn't take her eyes off Ye Changsheng, who was also covered in cold air.

In an instant, Ye Changsheng stabbed upward, and the wooden sword rippled out a red arc of light like a scimitar, like a huge lotus blooming above his head.

The ice blades that pierced straight down exploded and disintegrated one after another, falling like rain with wisps of white smoke.

The lotus flower where the red sword light converged lingered for a long time, falling from the air and spinning at Ye Changsheng's feet.

Everyone looked at the white-haired young man standing in the center of the red giant lotus, and let out an exclamation again.

Xiao Baiyi fell to the ground, looking at Ye Changsheng with a shocked expression.

But where it is fire attribute energy, then there should be flames and temperatures, but the energy released by Ye Changsheng has neither flame nor temperature, only a faint touch of red.

How did he do it?

Xiao Baiyi can be sure that what Ye Changsheng is urging is not the spiritual fire, because Uncle Zeng said that Ye Changsheng has just subdued the spiritual fire, and the method of controlling it is still very naïve, and the more complicated handprints can't be made.

That could only be Ye Changsheng's own attributeless spiritual power, transformed into fire attribute energy.

Xiao Baiyi was shocked and puzzled, but when he saw that the red lotus flower was still circling, he suddenly came to his senses.

In that lotus, there is not only fire attribute energy, but also wind attribute energy!

Yes, it must be the harmony of wind attribute energy that makes the fire attribute energy more restrained, implicit but not revealing, and under a delicate balance.

guessing the answer did not make Xiao Baiyi feel relieved, but even more shocked, and even a little frustrated.

He is a genius, a natural ice attribute spirit body, although the talent has not yet awakened, it has already made him unbeatable on the road of cultivation.

But Ye Changsheng is also a genius, and he is born with no attribute spiritual power, which can convert the spiritual power in his body into energy of any attribute without being counterattacked.

This also means that he can find a strategy to deal with any opponent's attribute attack.

Any opponent who touches him has already lost some of his advantage before he makes a move, how can he still fight?

Ye Changsheng also reconciled the two energies together, which also showed that his control over the energy of the body had reached the point of reaching the peak.

This was originally supposed to be the pinnacle of the Supreme Realm, that is, a realm that could only be reached by a half-step innate being, but he was only at the middle level of the Supreme Realm, how did he do it?

All thoughts are just flashes of thought.

The aura in Xiao Baiyi's body flowed, and with a light drink, he instantly slid in front of Ye Changsheng, and the wooden sword brought out a cold light, slashing away like lightning.

Ye Changsheng was a little distracted, and under Izumo's sword intent, a sword stabbed forward diagonally, and a soft force spread out in an instant, like a fluffy pile of cotton, eroding Xiao Baiyi's attack to the point of invisibility.

Burst!

The wooden sword tore through the invisible air mass, but it also lost its strength, and Ye Changsheng calmly took a step back.

Distraction in the battle is a taboo, Ye Changsheng should not have made such a low-level mistake, but when he controlled the two energies to form the red lotus, he seemed to have vaguely grasped something.

This feeling can only be understood but not spoken, and it is likely to be an opportunity for comprehension and a breakthrough.

It's a pity that before he could capture this feeling, he was interrupted by Xiao Baiyi's attack.

Now I look for it again, but it is already an antelope hanging horns, and there is no trace to be found.

Forget it, it's always here when it's time to come.

Ye Changsheng sensed the sword qi roaring, and once again controlled the wooden sword with Izumo sword intent, and slashed two swords forward.

The two swords full of Dao rhyme, which seemed to be gentle, were actually extremely fast, rolling up the mist on the square and roaring towards Xiao Baiyi.

Several real people watching the battle sensed Ye Changsheng's sword intent, and they couldn't help but shine with their eyes and praise their heads.

It is worthy of being white-haired and immortal, and entering the Tao with a sword, the Dao rhyme has been so natural.

Taixu Zhenren said loudly: "Ye Changsheng's Izumo sword intent was born from ancient times, the original swordsmanship "Izumo Nine Swords" created by the Taoist master Fengyun Sword Saint, ninety-nine eighty-one style, the Tao is full of natural changes, doing nothing, responding to all things, probably from the realm of Xuantong, not far away." ”

Do nothing, do nothing, respond to all things?

Zi Ling'er was dazed for a moment, and when she saw another mist and an undercurrent surging towards Ye Changsheng, but it smoothly circled an arc, and after turning around, she surged towards Xiao Baiyi, and she suddenly understood.

To put it simply, Ye Changsheng was taking advantage of the situation, "borrowing" Xiao Baiyi's offensive, and then returning it to Xiao Baiyi.

On the square, Xiao Baiyi stubbornly avoided the surging fog, his face was flushed, and he was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

At this moment, he felt like a child throwing a stone with all his strength to smash the sturdy man on the other side.

Who knew that the big man just pumped it casually, and the stone turned around and threw it at the child.

Xiao Baiyi was not afraid of being injured by the stone he threw out, but he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Senior Brother Wuxuan said that Ye Changsheng's strength was forced out in desperate situations again and again, Xiao Baiyi didn't believe it before, but now he believes it.

Ye Changsheng had done a lot of experiments during his speech, and he said that a sword can only be truly comfortable if it has undergone the test of an extreme environment.

This is not only talking about the sword, but also about the person, about himself.

Syllable!

Xiao Baiyi shook off the wooden sword in his hand, threw it on the ground, turned around and strode away.

"Ye Changsheng, when my swordsmanship is complete, I will challenge you again!" In the depths of the clouds and mist under the mountain, the high-spirited voice of the young man in white came.