The bright moon sprinkled a faint light, illuminating the entire ring into a snow-white color, like silver frost on the ground, exuding a cold aura, which made people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

"The Great Sun is in the sky!" Facing the surging bright moon, Lin Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, a long howl came out of his mouth, and with a push of his left hand, the round of bowl-sized golden yang in his palm seemed to leap out slowly.

In an instant, this round of golden sun and bright moon collided together in the middle of the ring, as if they were made of divine golden immortal iron, and there was a crisp sound of gold and iron.

For a while, the two were entangled together, alternating between hot and cold, rolling up a strong whirlwind, which continued to rage in the middle of the ring, like an evil dragon, soaring into the sky.

The golden sun and the bright moon slowly rotated in the air, as if the sun and the moon were in the sky, diffusing a mysterious aura, the speed turned faster and faster, and finally, with the phantom of the Dao, it turned into a golden and silver streamer.

"Boom!"

The streamer suddenly exploded, setting off a violent wave of qi, sweeping out in all directions, and instantly crashing through the ring.

In an instant, the ring became full of smoke and dust, obscuring everyone's view and making it impossible to see what was going on inside.

Just as many outer disciples were anxiously waiting for the smoke and dust to clear, suddenly, a sharp sword sound came from the dust.

The gray-black dust was also undulating, as if some behemoth was churning in it, exuding bursts of fierce momentum, and a few strands of golden light flashed sporadically.

From time to time, there were sharp sword qi that slashed on the layer of light curtain that shrouded the ring, stirring up layers of clear ripples, making that layer of light mask flicker constantly, and it looked a little shaky.

"Lin Tian, aren't you very powerful, why are you jumping around like a monkey now, not daring to take my moves, it's really ridiculous!"

From the surging smoke and dust, there was a burst of Dongfang Hongfei's voice, and it was not difficult to hear in his words that Lin Tian was at a disadvantage at this time, and he was forced to be in a hurry, so he could only wander around.

"Don't dare, if you want to delay like this, you're too naïve to think about it, I see how you can hide, take me a move, and break the sky with a sword!"

As soon as the words fell, a majestic momentum like mountains and seas suddenly rose up, spreading out to the surroundings, and instantly enveloped the entire ring.

This momentum is vast and majestic, like a monstrous wave set off in the vast ocean, with unparalleled might, about to shatter the entire sky.

Even the fine gravel that was churning in the air was solidified, and under the heavy air pressure, it gradually fell to the ground, and the ring regained its clarity.

Immediately, a brilliant sword light pierced the sky, and with a desperate and cold sword intent, it shot towards Lin Tianfei, with a kind of power that destroyed everything in the world.

Lin Tian was firmly locked by that awe-inspiring momentum, and his body seemed to be pressed against a thousand-zhang peak, which was extremely heavy, and it was very difficult to move.

The whole person seemed to be a little worm tied up by a spider's web, and he couldn't move, so he could only watch the sword light attack and kill like a meteor outside the sky.

Seeing this amazing scene, many of the outer disciples gathered under the ring were taken aback, and their mouths let out bursts of exclamations, and they felt a burst of fear.

After feeling that extremely strong momentum, they didn't think that Lin Tian would be able to resist, it seemed that this wonderful duel was finally coming to an end.

And those innate masters in the stands also sensed that Dawson's cold and desperate sword intent, and their faces also showed a trace of surprise.

"This is the Xuantian Sect's Zhenzong Martial Arts Xuantian Sword Technique, it really deserves its reputation, even if it is used among the juniors in the acquired realm, it makes me feel a slight chill in my heart!"

"Yes, I want to come to Dongfang Xian's nephew's super swordsmanship, which was taught by Brother Yiyuan himself, and it already has a lot of Brother Yiyuan's demeanor back then!"

"Moreover, Dongfang Xian's nephew also comprehended the Xuantian sword intent from the swordsmanship, and he has won the essence of the Xuantian swordsmanship.

"The strength of the other disciple is actually very good, and he is also one of the best among the younger generation, but unfortunately, compared to Dongfang Xian's nephew, it is still slightly inferior!"

......

Those innate masters looked at the sword light emitted by Dongfang Hongfei in the ring, and they all admired Dongfang Yiyuan who was sitting in the middle of them.

Although there was also a hint of flattery towards Dongfang Yiyuan in what they said, it could not be said that they were wrong.

After all, this set of Xuantian sword techniques is also at the pinnacle of the Lingyuan Continent, fierce and powerful, shocking the entire continent, and there are not many exercises that can be compared to it.

Even among the many disciples of Xuantian Sect, there are not many who are qualified to cultivate, and they have to go through thousands of selections before they can be taught.

Dongfang Yiyuan is amazingly talented, twenty years ago, he comprehended the Xuantian Sword Technique from the Xuantian Sword Tablet and comprehended the Xuantian Sword Intent.

Therefore, the high-level of the sect will make an exception, so that he can pass on the Xuantian Sword Technique to a junior, otherwise, with Dongfang Hongfei's status, he has not yet been qualified to get the true transmission of the Xuantian Sword Technique.

Listening to the words of those innate masters beside him, Dongfang Yiyuan waved his hand lightly, and said with a smile: "Where, this Xuantian swordsmanship is broad and profound, and Hongfei has only learned a little bit of skin, so he deserves to be praised by everyone like this!"

After speaking, looking at Lin Tian who was in danger in the ring, a strange light flashed in Dongfang Yiyuan's eyes, and an extremely faint fluctuation of divine thoughts was emitted.

The innate masters next to him didn't notice the slightest fluctuation, and continued to talk and laugh there, admiring Dongfang Hongfei.

Only Elder Qin, who had been sleeping there with his eyes closed all along, frowned slightly, as if he had sensed something, his eyes opened a slit, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, and then he fell asleep again.

At this time, the inner disciple who was standing in the ring as a referee looked at the brilliant sword light, and his expression was also solemn, and a faint brilliance emanated from his hand, and he wanted to make a move immediately.

The sword that Dongfang Hongfei slashed out, its power was fierce and fierce, it was already comparable to the casual blow of an innate martial artist, he didn't think that Lin Tian would be able to take it smoothly and retreat with his whole body.

Therefore, he planned to strike out a piece of innate true qi, break up that sword light, and save Lin Tian from blood splashing in the ring and dying here.

At this moment, the inner disciple's face was suddenly startled, a look of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking, the movements in his hands paused imperceptibly, and he let the sword attack towards Lin Tian fiercely.