"Spirit snake stings. ”

A shot was stabbed, like an ancient spirit snake infested, and the sharp aura was great.

"This shot is too slow. ”

Gu Feng shook his head, his eyes disdainful.

As he spoke, his right hand, which had fallen to the hilt of his sword, twitched.

The sword is unsheathed.

Splashes of cold light.

But at this moment, the stabbing blood shadow spear suddenly slammed up.

The spirit snake thorn turned into a spirit snake swinging tail.

What the?

Gu Feng's face changed.

Yang Yifan's change came so quickly that even he couldn't react.

While.

Spirits collide and sparks splash.

The ancient sword has just come out of its sheath.

"Go back. ”

As Yang Yifan's low shout came, the irresistible force on the Blood Shadow Gun rushed in.

Gu Feng's hand paused, and then fell forward.

Crash.

The sword is sheathed.

"You... ”

The ancient wind was furious.

This was the first time he had been forced to draw a sword.

And it's Yang Yifan, a guy in the middle of the Xuanji Realm.

But Yang Yifan didn't waste a trace of time at all, he landed on the ground, his feet squatted slightly, and then with a bullet, the whole person instantly rose into the air, and the blood shadow spear drew a dazzling scarlet arc in the air, and his head was cut off.

"Spirit snake slash. ”

It's too late to draw a sword.

The ancient style is a little bit, and the whole person retreats violently.

Rumble.

The Blood Shadow Gun slashed off the afterimage, leaving a trail on the floor of the ring.

The ancient wind has retreated?

The eyes of the martial artists at the entire scene widened, and they couldn't believe that such a terrifying Gu Feng was actually repelled by Yang Yifan in one face, and he didn't even pull out his sword.

"The strength of the body is the first in the game. ”

Nangong Zhengyang sighed.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see it very clearly, Yang Yifan completely relied on brute force to press back the ancient style sword.

"Could it really be a ferocious beast?"

The people of the Oriental family are also sighing.

Even the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect couldn't compete with Yang Yifan's physical strength, they couldn't figure out how Yang Yifan had cultivated his body to this extent, it was really terrifying.

"Good. ”

Gu Feng looked at Yang Yifan coldly, "You actually forced me back, so let you see my true strength." ”

Real strength?

Did you keep it before?

At this moment, the faces of everyone in Tianyi Academy changed again.

The ancient style stepped a little and moved again.

I don't know what pace I played, a series of afterimages appeared, and I arrived in front of Yang Yifan in an instant.

Call.

The sound of breaking the air hits.

The quaint long sword slashed through the air.

While.

The Blood Shadow Gun blocked.

Yang Yifan's right hand was reversed, and the Blood Shadow Spear stabbed out sharply backwards.

While.

Spear to sword.

And many people saw that Gu Feng had appeared from behind Yang Yifan.

It's even faster than before!

Lan Yu's face was quite ugly, and it was obvious that Gu Feng had indeed not exhausted all his strength when he fought him.

This ancient style is indeed strong, and it is worthy of being a disciple of the sect.

The more vigilant Yang Yifan is in his heart, at least he has to practice until the ghost shadow is lost in order to keep up.

"How long can you stop?"

The voice of the ancient wind is a little erratic.

"Guess. ”

Guess you.

Gu Feng scolded, and another sword was quickly slashed out.

While.

But his sword still did not escape the blocking of the Blood Shadow Spear.

What a terrifying battle instinct.

Even Zhang Xian's eyes changed.

Yang Yifan's speed couldn't catch up at all, but he could detect the ancient style sword, which was the embodiment of combat intuition.

It's not innate.

Rather, it was honed in the midst of bloody battles and dangers.

"I'll let you get in the way. ”

Gu Feng was also angry.

The spiritual power of his whole body was frantically poured into the long sword, and the spiritual light was great.

Then a small sword constructed with spiritual power appeared.

About the length of a finger, densely packed and neatly arranged, like a sword array.

The brutal murderous intent erupted.

It makes people's scalp tingle

"Killer moves. ”

An Earth Extreme Realm teacher was dumbfounded.

It turned out to be a killer move?

The ultimate sublimation of martial arts, containing a trace of the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth?

Many of the old students were shocked, and many of them had never comprehended the killing move.

"I comprehended the killing move when I entered the Xuan Extreme Realm, why do you compare with me?"

The ancient wind shouted angrily.

"Killing moves, isn't it amazing?"

Yang Yifan smiled slightly.

This?

Many people are dumbfounded, there are many martial arts, how many people can comprehend the killing moves? Yang Yifan is a little too crazy.

"Fire Dance Silver Serpent. ”

The Blood Shadow Gun waved.

Dotted flames appeared, if the flowers generally floated in the air.

Distorted, entangled, and then quickly condensed into flamed spirit snakes.

Killer moves!

It's also a killer move!

Many people from Tianyi Academy couldn't help but clench their fists, their faces excited.

"It's amazing. ”

"I didn't expect there to be a killer move. ”

The strong men in the stands are also nodding frequently.

From the very beginning, Yang Yifan's performance repeatedly exceeded their expectations.

Oh yes.

Gu Feng's face was ugly, as if it was about to drip water.

Yang Yifan had only advanced to the Xuanji Realm before, that is to say, this killing move had been comprehended before, and it was in the Huangji Realm.

Definitely before him.

His words before were no different from slapping himself.

The collision of killing moves is too rare to see.

The eyes of the warriors who watched the excitement widened one by one, lest they miss any detail.

The Flame Serpent scurried by.

Dense swords pierce the air.

Then they collided violently.

In just a few moments, the flame spirit snakes were annihilated.

"Hmph, the killing move is also strong... ”

Before the weak words of strength and weakness were spoken, the words of the ancient style could not be spoken.

Because he saw that there was a touch of frost on those little swords that was spreading rapidly, instantly freezing like ice sculptures.

Then it shattered and dissipated into nothingness.

What a weird spiritual power!

It's obviously a flame, but it carries an extreme coldness.

Gu Feng's teeth gritted, but he didn't expect that even Yang Yifan, a guy in the middle of the Xuanji Realm, would be so difficult.

"Good. ”

He stared at Yang Yifan cruelly, "I'll see how long you can last." ”

With a little foot and full speed, when it came to Yang Yifan, the ancient long sword he was holding suddenly slashed out.

"Heavenly Demon Sword. ”

It was the sword that defeated Nangong Wu.

"Breaking the waves. ”

Yang Yifan's blood shadow spear also stabbed out.

A thousand waves emerged.

Man and sword are one.

Man and gun in one.

The artistic conception of the two was touched almost at the same time.

In the entire ring, there seemed to be only a long sword emitting monstrous demonic flames and a spear as scarlet as blood.

Bang.

An earth-shattering collision broke out.

All of a sudden, the flames rolled, and the sky was filled with blood.

The violent spiritual power fluctuations rushed out in all directions, and the newly built ring could not withstand it, and in the violent shaking, terrifying cracks appeared.

Is this supposed to be a freshman fighting a fight?

Some of the old students and teachers are smiling bitterly, this year's freshmen are too perverted, and a fight will destroy a ring.

Call.

At this moment, a figure flew out upside down.

It's Yang Yifan.

Head-on, he is indeed not an opponent.

While.

The blood shadow gun was stationed, and Yang Yifan stabilized his body at this time, and there was a trace of blood left on the corner of his mouth.

It's a pity.

Some strong people are feeling sorry for Yang Yifan.

If Yang Yifan is given time, he may not be able to match the ancient style.

But now he has just entered the middle stage of the Xuanji Realm, and the realm is not yet stable, so it is indeed a little worse.

Swish.

A black shadow pounced on Yang Yifan.

It's antique.

Although he is crazy, he is not a fool.

As soon as the blow was successful, the extreme speed exploded again, killing Yang Yifan.

"Spirit snake stings. ”

The spiritual power in his body was still a little disordered, Yang Yifan's reaction was a beat slower, and the spirit snake sting failed.

And the ancient wind had already appeared from behind him.

"Earth Demon Sword. ”

The ancient sword was raised high, and the light flickered.

It's too late!

Nangong Zhengyang and the others were shaking their heads, once they received this blow, Yang Yifan would not be able to run away if he was seriously injured.

Then, such a showdown is over.

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