White Smoke appeared unscathed in front of everyone, and with him, there was a huge gourd that was almost a person tall behind his back, this gourd was white all over, and there were some cyan patterns on it, which looked very elegant. Just now, the white pillar of fire that broke the tornado storm was released by this huge gourd, and it was obvious that this huge gourd was also a very good treasure, and judging from the level alone, it didn't seem to be under the white soul fan in the hands of the martial enemy.

"You!"

The moment he saw the gourd, the martial enemy knew that he was being played with by Bai Yanruo, Bai Yanruo was completely deliberately making himself ugly, whether it was the melee combat at the beginning, or later taking out the magic weapon to deal with the enemy, this slap seemed to hit him directly in the face, and even some hot pain, he was so angry that he couldn't speak, so he had to transform the anger in his heart into a violent battle qi, and the rapid wind flow surged rapidly in his design, and quickly condensed nine extremely sharp sickles!

"That's ...... The ultimate of the martial arts wind scythe, the Nine Scythes of the Wind?"

Looking at the nine extremely sharp wind blades that surrounded the martial enemy, Ye Chaoxiao said in surprise that although as a side disciple who couldn't even enter the ancestral hall, he couldn't cultivate the martial family's ancestral "Qingfeng Jue", but he still had some understanding of this martial artist's ancestral technique. If it is said that the most lethal trick in "Qingfeng Jue" is the "Wind Scythe", then the "Nine Scythes of the Wind" performed by the martial enemy in front of him is the highest meaning of the Wind Scythe, through the control of the wind element to create nine sharp wind scythes, not only has a powerful attack power, but also has a speed unimaginable to ordinary people, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the ultimate secret of the martial arts, thinking of this, Ye Chaoxiao couldn't help but worry about Bai Yanruo.

"Nine Scythes of the Wind, go!"

With the order of the martial enemy, the nine extremely sharp wind sickles quickly bombarded Bai Yanruo from different directions, Bai Yanruo's face was slightly solemn, and the palm of his hand slapped the huge gourd behind him, and the gourd quickly spewed out a white flame with a very high temperature, surrounding Bai Yanruo himself. However, in front of the sharp Nine Wind Scythe, the defense of this white flame did not seem to be of much use, the flame was quickly cut apart, but the white smoke hidden behind the flame also disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Leave the Flame Palm!"

Just when the martial enemy was shocked by Bai Yanruo's disappearance, he suddenly felt a burning sensation coming from behind him, he quickly turned around, and saw a huge flame palm print rushing towards him, saying that it was fast, and a gust of wind surged in the palm of the martial enemy, condensing a shield in front of him, but under Bai Yanruo's strong attack, this hastily condensed shield was like a void, and the martial enemy was also knocked down in the ring by Bai Yanruo's palm, and the ring also made a big hole.

"Wind Scythe Strangling!"

However, this confrontation was not entirely Bai Yanruo's victory, this sudden palm certainly repelled the martial enemy, but it also exposed Bai Yanruo's position, only to see that the martial enemy formed a magic seal at the moment when he was knocked to the ground, and the nine wind scythes seemed to have received some kind of command, and quickly slashed towards Bai Yanruo from different directions, both in power and speed compared to before. Up and down, left and right, front and back, almost all the directions that Bai Yanruo could move were surrounded, and Bai Yanruo was completely trapped in a situation where there was no way back!

"It's really worthy of being a person on the Inner Court King List, even if you are at the bottom, you are very strong, but unfortunately, the martial enemy senior, are you at such a level?

Looking at the nine terrifying wind blades that slashed towards him, the corners of Bai Yanruo's mouth raised a cold smile, and his palm slapped the big gourd behind him, and the big gourd immediately spit out a subtle white flame, although the flame was so weak that it was crumbling, but it was a kind of power that seemed to contain some kind of power that could not be underestimated. This small flame gradually merged into Bai Yanruo's own flames, and at this time, Bai Yanruo's original white flames suddenly split into nine paths, and condensed into nine huge flame hands, which actually firmly grasped the enemy's nine wind sickles in mid-air, unable to move for half a minute.

"You are indeed very strong, maybe in two years you will really have the qualifications to challenge the king list, but now, you can quit, you can see the next move, you can be regarded as an eye-opener!" In the face of Bai Yanruo's mocking words, the martial enemy did not have the slightest anger, but slowly got up from the ground, the battle qi surged, and his body was suspended in mid-air again, looking at Bai Yanruo who grabbed all his nine wind sickles, and said meaningfully. That is, in the next second, the body of the martial enemy actually burst out with a powerful momentum that was completely different from before, as if the whole person had changed, and then, the figure of the martial enemy was quickly divided into two figures at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"It seems that the senior of the military enemy...... Is it really desperate, is that the legendary clone of the wind god?"

Looking at the martial enemy who was suspended in mid-air and divided into two identical figures, Xiang Bucai frowned and said, seeing Xiang Bucai's heavy face, Ye Chaoxiao, who was sitting next to him, hurriedly asked:

"Anemo clone?

"It is said that in ancient times, there was a very powerful wind attribute technique, called the Wind God Technique, but it has long been lost, but it is said that there is a fragment of this Wind God Technique that was collected by our Qizhong Academy, and it was placed on the second floor of the library building...... However, according to the rules of the academy, members of the promotion king list are eligible to enter the second floor to obtain a martial arts, and the martial enemy senior should have obtained it at that time. As for the effect of this move, you can know most of it from the name...... And, haven't you already seen it?"

Listening to Xiang Bucai's narration, Ye Chaoxiao's eyes also turned back to the ring, as the name suggests, the wind god clone is actually a clone that is almost the same as the main body to fight at the same time, but if the separated clone is the same as the body, that is to say, the tricks that the body can perform, the doppelganger can also be used...... What about the Nine Scythes of the Wind? A terrifying idea suddenly appeared in Ye Chaoxiao's mind, and in the next second, this terrible idea was actually realized, around the martial enemy of the other clone, the raging battle qi actually condensed out nine extremely sharp wind scythes!

"Wind sickle, go!"

The martial enemy gave another order, and the new Nine Wind Scythes also slashed towards Bai Yanruo, and Bai Yanruo, who had resisted the original Nine Wind Scythes with secret methods in mid-air, had no way to dodge or resist this wave of fierce attacks again, and was directly hit by the nine wind sickles, and then fell to the ground. The original white clothes were bloodstained for a while, and they looked miserable, but fortunately, Bai Yanruo reacted in time, so that those wind sickles did not directly hit the vital point, but only had some abrasions, so Bai Yanruo was able to barely stand up after receiving this blow.

"Senior brother, give up, the battle is doomed, you are not my opponent, and now you still have a chance to admit defeat. The martial enemy said in a deep voice, at this moment, suspended in mid-air, the two "he" who controlled the eighteen sharp wind sickles, were as unshakable as two gods, and most of the people in the audience also turned their heads in disappointment, in their opinion, the outcome of this game was doomed, even if there was only one of those wind sickles, it would be difficult to deal with, let alone eighteen wind sickles? However, Bai Yanruo did not have the slightest intention of admitting defeat, he raised his head, looked at the martial enemy's eyes became extremely resolute, and said with a straight face:

"I don't think so, the senior's Wind God clone is really powerful, but how long can you hold on to controlling the eighteen wind scythes at the same time?"

As soon as the words fell, Bai Yanruo suddenly exerted force, surrounded by high-temperature white flames, like a meteor galloping forward, the martial enemy gritted his teeth, his fingers trembled slightly, six wind sickles protected his body and clone, and the remaining twelve wind sickles spun rapidly towards Bai Yanruo. Bai Yanruo pinched out a seal in his hand, and a pair of white wings were condensed with white flames behind his back, which were completely unfolded and were actually three meters long, and then he took a step in front of him, and with a fierce force, the whole person was like a white firebird flying towards the oncoming wind sickle.

"Burning Sky Wings!"