Ye Qiyan held the Spirit Slashing Sword in his hand and waved it again and again, and the moon-white light gradually condensed on the sword, and gradually converged into a fluorescent light on the Spirit Slaying Sword, covering Ye Qiyan's hand in it.

In the night sky dotted with stars, a little bit of moonlight flowed down like flowing water, scattered on Ye Qiyan's body, moistening his body.

Suddenly, Ye Qiyan opened his eyes, and a white electric light swept through the void, approaching Yang Teng. Immediately after that, the power of the Yuan Qi in his body became a little stronger, which made him a little surprised.

"It's ...... The power of the moon?"

"I didn't expect that fighting under the moonlit night would have such benefits, and I could independently absorb the power of the moonlight to strengthen my body. But why couldn't he do it last time when he was fighting in the Ancient Jungle? On the contrary, the disciples of the Stygian Moon Hall could still forcibly absorb the power of the moonlight...... Yes, the last time I fought in the Ancient Jungle, I was only in the mortal realm, and I couldn't attract the spirits of heaven and earth to strengthen myself, but after that, I couldn't see the sky at all in the Burial Heaven Valley, let alone absorb the power of the moon, so my own exercises were not brought into full play. ”

"As for the disciples of the Stygian Moon Palace, it is obvious that they are using secret techniques and other techniques to forcibly deprive Yuehua of her power, which is completely different from the characteristics of the exercises of the Night Seven Words. After calming down a little, Ye Qiyan looked at Yang Teng with more battle intent in his eyes...... As well as provocations. In such a state, it is not certain who wins and loses.

The Spirit Slashing Sword was wielded by him even more powerfully, and the moon-white light bloomed, like a heavenly spring waterfall crossing the four directions.

Woohoo!

Three moon-white sword qi in succession instantly passed through the space, leaving faint traces in the night sky and penetrating Yang Teng's eyes and eyebrows, wanting to nail him in the air.

Yang Teng sneered, with disdain, and smashed a piece of vitality into the mirror above his head. Suddenly, the round of mirrors trembled slightly, and the brilliance flowed, and three blazing sword qi shot out with a sigh to nail Ye Qiyan's cloud-piercing sword qi down.

Then Yang Teng's body rose with more vitality, and the light emitted by the mirror on top of it became more and more intense, and the fluctuations became more and more powerful, and the faint sound of Weng Ming also sounded.

The next moment, only to hear a buzzing sound, a "pillar of light" with a diameter of about half a foot in diameter erupted from the mirror and shot towards Ye Qiyan, and the power of the bombardment was like a dragon, which was terrifying.

Ye Qiyan looked at the menacing pillar of vitality and narrowed his eyes. There was a bang, and the vitality in his body skyrocketed, rushing straight to the sky. Immediately after the sound of the sword, the moon-white brilliance gradually condensed. Looking at the powerful pillar of light, Ye Qiyan raised his sword and slashed upward.

Suddenly the sound of surging waves rang out, and behind him there was a pale blue glow, as blue as the color of the sea. The sound of the waves is like a storm crashing on the shore, hitting the sky against the waves, and this Qiankun will be cut backwards.

It is the type of sword that breaks the sky, not to cut off the water, but to cut the void, and the reverse sword style of the water-breaking sword.

While!

The Broken Sky Sword with the power of the waves collided with the giant pillar of vitality, and suddenly there was a crisp and rigid sound in the air, like the sound of hitting a bell, the sound was blazing, accompanied by the aftermath of the vitality, completely scattering the clouds above the two heads, revealing the starry night sky.

"What is that mirror? and spray, why haven't you seen it?" asked a young monk.

An older monk beside him seemed to have seen a lot, and glanced at the young monk with some disdain, "You know a fart, you are a little turtle that ran out of a ravine, you don't even know this." ”

The young monk's face turned red, and he said with some shame, "You have the ability, but you say it." ”

The old monk sneered and said, "Just say it, little turtle, let my brother come and give you a long insight." ”

"The mirror hanging above the head of the disciple of Qingyang Palace is the Yantian Divine Mirror used by the legendary Qingyang Supreme who founded Qingyang Palace...... imitations. ”

The young monk originally looked yearning, but when he heard that it was just an imitation, he immediately lost interest, "Cut, I thought it was a real supreme artifact, but it turned out to be just an imitation, what is so strange about the broken mirror." The young monk looked disdainful.

The face of the elder monk next to him changed, and he covered the young monk's mouth and said urgently: "You don't want to die, dare to defy the Divine Mirror, and you are not afraid that Qingyang Palace's attack will destroy you, the little rabbit cub doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and there is your good fruit to eat." ”

The young monk suddenly figured it out, but he still stiffened his mouth and said, "What's the big deal, just don't say it." ”

"Boy, I advise you to be careful, Qingyang Palace's murderous nature is very heavy. As a sacred place, its majesty cannot be desped. Not being able to say a word of your unintentional words will also bring you ruin, and even affect your sect. The old monk said with some solemnity.

The young monk's face immediately changed: "No, that's too much, can't you say a word?" but his voice grew quieter and quieter, and then he stopped talking.

Ye Qiyan's face was very solemn. With the blow just now, he felt a domineering and unparalleled sword intent. And the strength is so strong, it can be said that this Yang Teng is the most powerful opponent he has encountered since the start of today's war. Even the moon sky, which he had just been killed by the power of the magic sword, was far behind, so he had to deal with it with all his might.

"The legendary Yantian Divine Mirror is really powerful, even if this mirror is just an imitation refined by later generations imitating the original breath of the Supreme Divine Mirror, it has such power, it can derive other powers for their own use. It's hard to imagine how powerful the true Divine Mirror must be. Ye Qiyan sighed.

"How can you guess the power of my Qingyang artifact, what you just saw is just a chance of the magic mirror. Next, I will let you feel the power of the Divine Mirror, and then cut off your head and sacrifice the soul of my junior brother. Ye Qiyan's words made him very useful, and his voice carried a hint of pride.

The mysteries and wonders of the Yantian Divine Mirror of Qingyang Palace are known to the world, and Yang Teng's ability to have a replica of the Divine Mirror is also a symbol of his status in Qingyang Palace, so Ye Qiyan's surprise is a matter of course for him.

But what Qiyan thinks about overnight is afraid that it is different from him.

"In that case, don't blame me, you used a divine weapon, then I also have to use a comparable weapon to be worthy of this battle. Yang Teng's eyes suddenly looked over.

The next moment, the sword in Ye Qiyan's hand was changed, and the white divine sword that was shining with white light before had been put away by him. Instead, it was a three-foot long sword glowing with golden light, and the material was as clear as gold and not gold, and jade as not jade.

The body of the long sword was overflowing, the golden light flickered, and occasionally a faint chirping sound could be heard, and at a glance, it was not ordinary.

Suddenly, Yang Teng's face became ugly.

He said hatefully: "Do you think that changing your sword will change your end? ”

"Dead or not, you don't count. Ye Qiyan sneered, he didn't take out the Peng Bone Divine Sword in the previous battle because it was unnecessary. Exposing his cards too early is not good for his fight. However, at this time, it is already the final battle for the king. If you win this battle, you can almost be crowned king, and it's time to take out your hole cards to fight.

"Without further ado, let's fight. ”

As soon as he raised the divine sword in his hand, there was a sudden roar, and the golden light accompanied by a looming golden-winged Dapeng figure counterattacked.

The golden Dapeng roared, and its wings spread out nearly ten zhang to a huge size, and it rushed straight towards Yang Teng.

Yang Teng's eyes narrowed and he said softly: "The divine sword with the aura of the Great Peng is a bit interesting. ”

The seal in his hand suddenly burst out of fluorescence from the imitation of the Yantian Divine Mirror above his head, converging into a fluorescent divine sword more than a zhang long and flying towards the Dapeng Phantom.

rumble

The Roc Phantom and the Fluorescent Excalibur dissipated together.

Yang Teng pinched his handprint again, and suddenly one after another white sword qi shot out from the surface of the Divine Mirror, letting out a whistling sound.

Ye Qiyan swung his sword again and again, stopping all the sword qi, but his figure was forced to retreat a little bit.

The next moment, a pillar of vitality light more than half a foot thick struck, almost reaching the top of Ye Qiyan's head.

Ye Qiyan let out a long roar, raised the Peng Bone Divine Sword above his head, and met the blow.

With a bang, Ye Qiyan was repulsed again, but this time he didn't stop. Forcibly holding on to the vitality, stepping on the sword step, like a sharp sword rushed out directly, the Peng Bone Divine Sword roared softly, and a crisp and loud sound of Peng Ming resounded through the void.

A faint golden light lit up from Ye Qiyan's body, approaching Yang Teng.

Absolute sword style, slash.

Ye Qiyan turned into a streamer, and with the sound of Pengming, the human sword was united towards Yang Teng. Behead him, take his life, and make me king.

As long as he was close, he was confident that he could slash Yang Teng under the sword, whether it was the pride of sword cultivation or based on his physical body, he had this confidence.

In an instant, he came to Yang Teng's side, the tip of the Peng Bone Divine Sword carried the power of wind and thunder, and it was only less than a foot away from Yang Teng's heart, and he could stab it in and kill it in an instant.

But at this moment, Ye Qiyan suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and a chill rose in his heart, his cold hair stood up, and the ominous meaning was pervasive.

He immediately forcibly deflected the sword momentum, and slashed past Yang Teng's left side a few points faster, dodging Yang Teng's chest.

Bang.

A blazing white light came in an instant, hitting the lower left side of Ye Qiyan's abdomen. Suddenly, he let out a muffled snort, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his whole body sank rapidly, falling straight to the ground.

Moments before he hit the ground, he forced himself to twist and staggered to his feet.

He reached out and touched his waist and shoulder lightly, and suddenly a piercing pain came, and his hands were stained with his own blood. A huge wound was torn open on his waist, and immediately blood flowed profusely, staining his clothes under his waist red. The red blood accumulated on the ground and a pool of blood, and the hideous wound on his waist was shocking.

On the high platform, Chu Yun exclaimed, "Senior Brother Night, are you okay?" His eyes were wide open, full of worry.

Yu Rong on the side had even more red eyes, wanted to cry, and grabbed her clothes tightly under her feet. The worry was palpable, and the rest of the crowd were worried.

Yang Teng sneered and said, "How's that?" didn't you feel enough pain, the tearing pain was uncomfortable, right?"

Then he said with a hideous face: "When you killed my junior brother just now, did you think about the pain he endured. ”

Then he changed his relaxed demeanor: "I am also kind enough to let you feel the beauty between life and death, I can't say that you can still feel it and improve." Hehe. ”

"But I'm curious, how did you perceive it to be a trap? Otherwise, my blow will be enough to kill you. Tell me how you saw through my intentions. Yang Teng said with an interested face. But what it brought to others was full of ridicule.

Everyone outside the arena clenched their fists and wanted to rush over to kill Yang Teng, but unfortunately they were all out of the field and had no chance to go up to fight again. Moreover, even if he went up, he was not Yang Teng's opponent, and this feeling of grievance aroused the fighting spirit of all the disciples. His fellow disciples were humiliated below, but he could only watch from the sidelines, and he didn't even have the qualifications to make a move.

Especially Shen Aobai, Lu Yunchuan and others, as senior brothers and sisters, they could only watch and watch their junior brothers fight to the death below, but they couldn't make a move. That feeling of aggrieved made them angry.

Shen Aobai clenched his fists and said coldly: "After I go back, I will go to Heavenly Hell." ”

Suddenly, the two elders of Baiyue and Yan Mountain all stared at him, a little incredulous.

"You want to go to Heavenly Hell? why?" Bai Yue said.

"I don't want to have a third time, to let Senior Brother Ye stand in front of me. "Counting the last time Ye Qiyan stepped forward in the Ancient Jungle to block the Demon Moon Venerable's blow, this is the second time he has stood in front of the Heavenly Sword disciple.

Shen Aobai said coldly, his voice was a little trembling, but he was extremely firm. With that, he sat down on the spot and closed his eyes.

"I'll go to the Chaos Star Sea. After Lu Yunchuan finished saying this, he also sat on the ground and closed his eyes. However, his still trembling eyes also showed that he was not at peace inside.

The others all looked complicated, but they all seemed to have made a decision, and they all sat on the floor and closed their eyes.

Bai Yue and Yan Shan stood looking at each other, their brows a little tight. But the corners of Bai Yuechang's mouth turned up slightly.

"These kids seem to be stimulated a lot. ”

On the floating cloud platform, Ye Qiyan's face was pale, he held his sword on the ground, covered his abdomen, and calmly looked at the arrogant Yang Teng in mid-air.

On the other side, the lone sword who was fighting with the Holy Son of the Dark Moon immediately frowned when he saw Ye Qiyan seriously injured, and when he heard Yang Teng's arrogant words, he raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "Yang Teng, dare to insult my junior brother, do you want to die?"

Yang Teng frowned slightly, he actually forgot that there was a lone sword in Heavenly Sword Mountain that was not easy to deal with. But it's just a little troublesome, it's nothing, and he originally planned to fight Lone Sword one by one.

"If you don't accept it, come and fight. Yang Teng said.

The lone sword suddenly burst into flames, and with a sword that shook the Holy Son of the Dark Moon, he was about to rush over and fight Yang Teng. But he heard the Holy Son of the Dark Moon laugh and said: "Lone Jianyi, aren't you conceited and invincible, you want to kill me, what are you running? Come on, come on, and fight with me for three hundred rounds." As he spoke, the blade in his hand shone brightly, and his power increased, stopping the lone sword.

"Stygian Moon Holy Son, you are looking for death!" The golden holy sword in his hand shone even more intensely, slashing towards the Stygian Moon Holy Son.

The wound of Ye Qiyan in the field is no longer bleeding, and the flesh that has been washed by the magic knife is indeed a strong pervert. With such an injury, if he is replaced by another person, even if he is at the peak of the Triple Heaven of Transforming Spirits, it is estimated that he will be seriously injured and lose his combat power. But for him, he still has the strength to fight again.

He lowered his head and muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "The Burial Heaven Valley didn't even take my life, what are you?"

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