Wen Qingye walked out slowly, and when he walked out, he found that the people around him were looking at him in surprise, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

At this time, Gao Yuerou walked over quickly, staring at Wen Qingye with her eyes tightly and said, "Have you broken through the fifth floor?"

The ears of the people around him hurriedly straightened up, for fear of missing a little news.

Wen Qingye nodded and said with a smile: "Well, it's a fluke."

Wow!

When everyone heard Wen Qingye's words, they were suddenly startled, and then they all looked at Wen Qingye in disbelief.

Zhou Yang didn't know why a nameless fire arose, he was unwilling in his heart, he walked to Wen Qingye's side, and said in a deep voice: "Wen Qingye, do you think that if you break through to the fifth layer with your true strength, do you think I will believe it?" After all, you are just a Qi Cultivation Eight Heavens, I will warn you one last time, you don't grandstand in front of everyone, some people you can't touch, the consequences are not something you can bear."

Only then did everyone react, yes, Wen Qingye's cultivation was only to practice Qi Eight Heavens, how could he pass this fifth layer, and he was also a little skeptical for a while.

Wen Qingye looked at Zhou Yang in front of him inexplicably, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Aren't you just a Qi Cultivation Nine Heavens?"

Coax!

In an instant, there was a mess around it, like boiling water.

It is really surprising that an Eightfold Heaven of Qi Cultivation actually provokes a Ninth Heaven of Qi Training, you must know that although the Eight Heavens of Qi Cultivation and the Nine Heavens of Qi Cultivation are only a little different, there are many poor strengths.

Zhou Yang's face immediately changed, and he said angrily: "Wen Qingye, you dare to underestimate me?"

"Ignore you?" Wen Qingye shook his head and said, "You think too highly of yourself, you are at most a clown jumping off the beam in my eyes."

"You're looking for death!" Zhou Yang couldn't help but turn blood-red when he heard this.

After Zhou Yang finished speaking, his whole body swooped over, the muscles of his whole body were stacked, the green tendons on his arms could be seen clearly, and the rolling waves of qi spread directly, with an amazing momentum.

Wen Qingye's eyes were motionless and expressionless.

"What's wrong with Wen Qingye? Why didn't he move?"

"It won't be because of Zhou Yang's momentum, don't you dare to move?"

"Zhou Yang's strength is really good, and his speed is very fast!"

.........

Just when Zhou Yang was about to get close to Wen Qingye's body, Wen Qingye suddenly moved, his left hand suddenly pulled out a sword, the sword light was extremely fast, and everyone only saw a piece of golden light floating like a floating light.

Suddenly, Zhou Yang stood there motionless, his forehead was covered with sweat, he looked at Wen Qingye in dismay, and then swallowed and foamed.

Everyone was a little strange, why did Zhou Yang, who was about to fight and kill, suddenly not move?

Everyone looked at it and saw a sword pointed directly at Zhou Yang's throat, if he was advancing half a moment just now, he would have fallen to the ground at this time.

Everyone present looked at each other and gasped, most of them didn't see how Wen Qingye made a move, but they just felt that in the blink of an eye, the cold light floated, and the sword arrived in front of Zhou Yang, thinking of this, everyone was secretly frightened.

"Smack!"

Zhao Feng walked over at this time and said with appreciation: "Your Excellency is so handsome, with the swordsmanship just now, there shouldn't be much of a problem if you want to pass through the first four layers."

"Who are you?" Wen Qingye said with a frown.

Zhao Feng said with a smile: "Nanshan Zhao Feng!"

"I haven't heard of it," Wen Qingye replied lightly.

"Zhao Feng, who is ranked seventh in Nanshan Freshman, is said to have reached the point of half-step refining yuan."

"That's right, I heard that he seems to have just broken through this Heavenly Martial Pavilion, not through this fifth layer."

"It seems that there is a good show to watch now, I don't know which of these two is stronger or weaker?"

"Me too, but if a Qi Cultivation Eight Heaven wants to defeat a half-step Refining Yuan, it should be unlikely."

When Zhao Feng heard Wen Qingye's words, his complexion changed instantly, but he immediately adjusted back, "How can a little person like me get into the eyes of Your Excellency?"

"That's true," Wen Qingye nodded seriously and said.

For this kind of person, Wen Qingye thinks that there is no need to save face for them.

Zhao Feng wanted to vomit blood when he heard it at the moment, his eyes looked at Wen Qingye coldly, took out his sword and said, "I'm very curious about your swordsmanship, I'll come to ask you for a few tricks."

After Zhao Feng finished speaking, he didn't wait for Wen Qingye to refuse, and directly waved the sword in his hand.

"The sword is a storm!"

The speed of Zhao Feng's sword was extremely fast, and a cyan air flow was constantly swaying on Zhao Feng's sword, faintly with the coercion of a violent wind entering the country, and everyone around him hurriedly retreated.

Wen Qingye sneered, I'll have a good time with you!

"The Spirit Snake Dances!"

The sword in Wen Qingye's hand rotated rapidly, Zhao Feng felt that Wen Qingye was not holding the sword in his hand, but a free spirit snake, constantly trembling, the spirit snake was the sword, and the sword was the spirit snake.

"Boom!"

Zhao Feng's cultivation was indeed good, and the two of them took four or five steps back after handing over a move.

Wen Qingye's cultivation was relatively low, so he didn't take any advantage.

Zhao Feng drew his sword with both hands, and the vitality around him was like a surging tide, constantly surging towards his sword body, and with the condensation of vitality, the momentum on the sword became even stronger.

"Gale Sword Dance!"

Zhao Feng suddenly drew his sword and swept it, and a sword qi more than three zhang long was exuded from the sword body, and the sword qi was extremely powerful, fast as the wind.

"Golden Snake Shadow!"

Wen Qingye's footsteps turned, and the sword in his hand moved, turning into a golden giant snake in an instant, rushing towards the sword qi.

"I remember, this seems to be the legendary spirit snake swordsmanship"

"What? Isn't the Spirit Snake Sword Technique the most difficult to cultivate? Wen Qingye has only been getting started for a few days."

"Could it be that this Wen Qingye is a prodigy of the way of the sword, and in just a few days, he has refined the swordsmanship that others have not been able to achieve for several years?"

.......

In the eyes of everyone, they seemed to see a golden giant snake constantly entwining in the wind, and it seemed to be dancing in the wind.

"Si!"

The golden giant snake spitted out the snake letter violently, and then hit the cyan sword qi like a bolt of lightning, and the cyan sword qi was immediately dispersed by the golden snake and dispersed in the air.

Zhao Feng looked at the golden giant snake that pounced on him, and immediately became a little in a hurry, so he had to block his sword sideways in front of his chest.

"Bang!"

The golden snake directly collided with Zhao Feng's sword, and because it was blocked by the sword qi, the power was not too great, but the sword in Zhao Feng's hand was still knocked out, and he stepped back three steps before he stabilized his body.

"You!" Zhao Feng looked at Wen Qingye and said angrily, he didn't expect that he had suffered a small loss, and it was in the hands of Wen Qingye, who was unknown, how could Zhao Feng, who had always had a heart higher than the sky, stand it?

Wen Qingye glanced at Zhao Feng indifferently, then put away his sword and strode towards the distance.

Gao Yuerou looked at Wen Qingye's departing back, and was amazed in her heart, Wen Qingye's strength is really getting stronger and stronger, and it seems to be different from before, many places are different, such as those eyes, thinking of this, Gao Yuerou's heart was filled with a different emotion.

After Zhao Feng saw Wen Qingye leaving, he said fiercely: "Damn, this Wen Qingye's swordsmanship really has a hand, if I hadn't been careless just now, it would have been impossible for Wen Qingye to take advantage of it."

Kang Yan hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, if it weren't for Brother Feng's carelessness, the student from Beishan just now would have fallen under Brother Feng's sword."

"That's right, Wen Qingye is just a trick, and his strength is really far from Brother Feng."

The people around Nanshan constantly comforted Zhao Feng and belittled Wen Qingye, thinking that Wen Qingye was just a trick.

Gao Yuerou couldn't help but interject on the side and said, "Didn't you see Wen Qingye holding a sword in his left hand?"

When everyone around heard this, it was half loud, and their heads began to think about it, and then they reacted.

"yes, it seems to be left-handed."

"That Wen Qingye's left-handed sword defeated Zhao Feng just now?"

"Is it a left-handed sword? I didn't pay attention."

"Oh my God, this man is left-handed, otherwise the left-handed sword would be so superb."

When Zhao Feng heard everyone's discussion, his face changed, and he defended: "Maybe Wen Qingye is a left-hander, maybe it's okay..."

"I grew up with him, I don't know if he is left-handed?" Gao Yuerou frowned and looked at Zhao Feng and said.

After Gao Yuerou finished speaking, she left directly.

Zhao Feng looked at the place where Wen Qingye disappeared, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while.