"Bang Bang!"

The swords clashed with each other and erupted into a series of metallic sounds like firecrackers, clear and loud, like a blacksmith's casting, and resounded throughout the fighting ring.

A cloud of green light and purple light continued to intersect like lightning, erupting into thrilling ripples of spiritual power. Le Wushuang was dressed in white like snow, holding a blue water sword, walking with the sword, killing all directions, killing Liu Ye left and right, and hurriedly blocked.

Liu Ye's face was so gloomy that he was about to come out of the water, because of the interference of Long Xiaotian's flute, he suddenly lost the opportunity to attack, but was chased and beaten by Le Wushuang, beating him to the ground, embarrassed, although he was not hurt, but in front of the public, in front of everyone, he was beaten by a person who had just obtained the status of a disciple of the Golden Belt, so violently, Liu Ye's face was like a pork liver bursting with sauce, extremely ugly.

He forcibly suppressed the sharp pain in his mind, fought back desperately, relying on his high-level strength, and gradually eliminated the disadvantages little by little, and soon drew with Le Wushuang.

"I can't imagine that Senior Brother Xiaotian has cultivated this strange flute sound, which can increase his own side, interfere with and even weaken the opponent, it's really unexpected!"

Liu Ye shouted angrily, the purple electric knife burst out with brilliant light, and the terrifying knife qi swept away like a storm, shaking out Le Wushuang, who was extremely sticky like a dog skin plaster, and he crossed the knife in front of him, looking at Long Xiaotian, who was in white clothes behind Le Wushuang, and said in a cold voice.

Le Wushuang's long sword slashed the ground, drawing a slender sword mark on the hard stone slab, and transmitted all the chaotic strength in his body to the ground, and after retreating more than ten meters, he stabilized his body, stood with his sword raised, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Liu Ye is worthy of being a veteran Golden Belt disciple of the Seven Star Avenue Realm, and his strength is really strong. ”

"Even if I was chased and beaten by me just now, I was embarrassed, but I was able to quickly turn the tide and equalize the battle, which really makes my junior brother admire!"

Liu Ye listened to Le Wushuang's flattering words, his face was blue and white for a while, and it was uncertain. He couldn't hear Le Wushuang's overtones, which was mocking him for wanting to crush them with the strength of his high realm, but he overturned in the gutter and made a disgraced face.

Liu Ye was furious in his heart, but his city was extremely deep, and he still reluctantly squeezed out a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Le is really an immortal talent, with the strength of the three-star Great Dao Realm and the strange flute increase of Senior Brother Xiaotian, he is actually able to fight with me to this point, it seems that in this whole sect disciple competition, doesn't Senior Brother Le want to compete for the top ten places on the Golden Belt Disciple List?"

"Senior Brother Liu Ye also thinks too highly of me, I'm just a soy sauce player, where can I compete for you veteran Golden Belt disciples, I'm just going through the motions, increasing my knowledge, and by the way, I can sharpen myself and wait for the start of the next Quanzong Disciple Competition. ”

Le Wushuang looked cynical and said with a smile, but the spiritual power in his body was running wildly, turning into wisps of air visible to the naked eye, constantly injecting into the blue water sword.

"Bang Bang!"

The blue water sword roared, the sharp and sharp sword qi swept out like a storm, and Le Wushuang was within three zhang of his body, all of which were filled with Ling Rui's sword qi, raging all over the world, even if the disciples watching the battle in the audience were separated by a distance, they still felt the stinging pain in their skin, their bones were about to crack, and they were suddenly horrified, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the feeling of being sharp and cold was also weakened.

Liu Ye's pupils shrank slightly, the last smile on his face disappeared completely, and his cold expression covered him like ice and snow. The powerful and amazing spiritual power gushed out like a flood that burst the embankment, rippling beside him, releasing an extremely amazing oppressive force, as if facing a majestic mountain, making people's hearts heavy and difficult to breathe.

Le Wushuang saw Liu Ye's posture like a trapped beast coming out of the cage, his face became extremely solemn, he understood that Liu Ye was going to make a move with anger, because the encounter just now made Liu Ye disgraced and lost face.

Liu Ye's sharp knife-like gaze inadvertently swept over Le Wushuang's shoulder, and looked at Long Xiaotian behind Le Wushuang, with a trace of cold hatred passing through the depths of his pupils.

"Whew!"

Liu Ye let out a low snort, and the spiritual power in his body exploded, and the terrifying power swept out like a flood beast, and he turned into a blurred light and shadow, wrapped in endless domineering and sharp sword qi, and rushed towards Le Wushuang, like a savage ancient beast.

"Good time!"

Le Wushuang looked up to the sky and roared, the strong spiritual power in the sea of qi was also all gushing out, the white clothes were windless and automatic, the hunting sounded, Le Wushuang's eyes were like knives, the blue water sword bloomed with a cold brilliance, and the cold sword qi poured out like a blizzard, surging out, catching up with the black-clothed Liu Ye who was flying in.

"Bell!"

The blue water sword and the purple electric knife carried the shocking power of opening mountains and cracking stones, like two comets crossing the sky, slammed together, and burst out with a clear and loud impact sound, Le Wushuang and Liu Ye's bodies were violent, and the tiger's mouth was full of pain, as if it was about to be torn apart.

"Humph!"

A muffled snort of pain came from Le Wushuang's throat, after all, his realm was lower than Liu Ye, and if he chose to fight hard at this time, he would naturally suffer a loss, although his combat power was very strong, but it was also difficult to gain the upper hand, because Liu Ye would not be a parallel import.

The melodious sound of the flute resounded like the chirping of a bird, and as soon as the five flute techniques of "Furious Battle Song", "Swift Walk", "Mirror Moon Song", "Amazing Divine Song" and "Spiritual Attraction Song" came out, there seemed to be a strange power burst out between heaven and earth, and all of them converged on Le Wushuang's body.

"Drink!"

The aura between heaven and earth automatically converged, and was frantically absorbed into the body by Le Wushuang, and the spiritual power suddenly swelled, and the blood and spiritual power in the body rose and fell with the high and fierce flute sound, full of the battle intent of the tyrant, and a wild force seemed to be developed from the depths of the body, making his breathing become heavy.

The sharp sword qi seemed to be partially melted away by wisps of silvery-white, cold brilliance like a bright moon, which reduced his pressure a lot, and at the same time, the pores of his body suddenly opened, as if he had washed away the lead, ethereal and clear, and extremely light, like a flying dragon flying in the sky, at ease.

But Liu Ye's face opposite him became ugly, green tendons appeared on his forehead, and soybean-like sweat appeared finely, sliding down. The handsome face became distorted, full of hideousness and anger.

Le Wushuang knew that this was the wonderful flute sound deduced by Long Xiaotian that played a role, the battle intent in his heart was monstrous, and he immediately roared angrily, like Huang Zhong Da Lu, the sound shook the sky, and the momentum was magnificent, and the blue water sword seemed to be infected by the fierce and boundless battle intent, and it roared, bursting out with a fierce aura like tearing the sky, and immediately pressed Liu Ye's purple electric knife back.

Liu Ye's heart was full of anger and resentment, every time it was a critical moment, Long Xiaotian always came out to interfere, so that he could not face Le Wushuang wholeheartedly, his true strength was difficult to fully play, and he was suppressed by Le Wushuang everywhere, which made him both angry and aggrieved.

"Damn! I originally thought it was a make-up number, but I didn't expect it to cause me such a big trouble, no wonder Le Wushuang agreed so happily at the beginning, there was originally such a layer of cattiness here. ”

Liu Ye cursed in his heart, the original Le Wushuang's combat power had already made him have to concentrate on coping, coupled with Long Xiaotian's interference, it made him even more distracted and weak, and it was difficult to fight with Le Wushuang to the fullest, and the anger in his heart was unwilling, which can be imagined.

On the one hand, Liu Ye received Le Wushuang's fierce and ferocious attack, and on the other hand, his eyes flickered, and wisps of ghostly light burst out.

"Bell!"

The two exchanged swords again, Liu Ye suddenly shouted, and the purple electric knife pressed down the blue water sword in Le Wu's hands like Mount Tai pressed down, and then suddenly picked it up, Le Wushuang's mouth was in severe pain, and his body couldn't help but stumble backwards, revealing Long Xiaotian behind him.

"Deal with you first!"

Liu Ye's eyes were fierce, he temporarily left Le Wushuang behind, turned into a swift light and shadow, and swept away at Long Xiaotian, who was dusty in white clothes and blowing the flute, the purple electric knife in his hand bloomed with brilliant brilliance, and the sharp and cold knife qi was crazy and wanton!