After arriving next to Ye Tian, Tang Yun snatched the silver in his hand, and with a fierce momentum, he attacked in front of Ye Tian.

"That's a little interesting, it's time to warm up..."Ye Tianfei was afraid to laugh, and the phantom abyss in his hand waved lightly.

After swinging the tip of the spear away easily, the scabbard drew a circle, and the power was undiminished towards Tang Yun's chest.

Knowing Ye Tian's strength, Tang Yun didn't dare to take it hard, his body slammed back, and the snow-white tip of the spear stabbed straight at Ye Tian.

The two of them went back and forth, and there was not much collision, and every time Ye Tian swung his sword, Tang Yun would dodge.

It was not because Ye Tian's speed had slowed down, but because he had not used Wu Yuan, Ye Tian at this time was completely relying on physical strength to fight.

In the Fighting Heart Sutra presented by the Starter Pack, there are not only hand-to-hand combat, but also some routines and techniques in weapon duels.

After dozens of moves, Tang Yun felt that Ye Tian's every move seemed to be calm, and even the interval between breaths did not change.

The suppression of this kind of strength made Tang Yun more and more frightened the further he went, he had the strength to challenge beyond the level, obviously he and Ye Tian were in the same realm, why was the gap so big.

"Storm Trail!"

Not daring to continue entanglement, Tang Yun used the last hole card, and with a loud shout, the silver snatch in his hand pierced the surrounding air, dancing in the air, and bursts of gunfire.

The silver-white tip of the spear drew circles in the air, and it continued to accelerate, making it impossible to tell where the next shot was about to pierce.

Due to the growth of his spiritual power, Ye Tian could see through this attack even if he didn't open the writing wheel eye, and just when the tip of the spear had just emerged and had not yet poked out, he repelled it with a sword.

Tang Yun's face suddenly changed color, obviously he didn't expect Ye Tian to be able to crack it, he had cultivated to Dacheng's Yellow Rank Advanced Martial Arts.

"Alright, the warm-up is over, let's keep your eyes open. ”

After that, the Wu Yuan in Ye Tian's body was like a wave, and it was churning and slapping out in a moment.

Hearing this, a trace of uneasiness appeared in Tang Yun's heart, and Ye Tian really didn't use all his strength.

Ye Tian thought that if he didn't use martial arts, with Tang Yun's strength, he would inevitably have to entangle a few moves, and he didn't want to waste time, so he immediately shouted:

"Storm Trail!"

Hearing this, Tang Yun was shocked, he didn't expect Ye Tian to use the same moves as him, but the weapons were different.

The broad-bladed long sword transformed by the illusory abyss wrapped around the scabbard, flipped in the air between Ye Tian and Tang Yun for a while, and then continued to rotate and appear several afterimages.

It's not that Ye Tian learned Storm Lost at a glance, but because he had won this martial art before and automatically comprehended Xiao Cheng.

Dealing with Tang Yun, Ye Tian naturally would not leak the hole cards of the Ten Swordsmanship, and out of pretending to be forced, he displayed the same martial arts.

When the same martial arts are performed by people of different strengths, the power is naturally different.

Although Ye Tian had only comprehended this martial art to Xiao Cheng, due to his strength, this blow was several times stronger than the one Tang Yun had just performed.

In an instant, the scabbard was on Tang Yun's chest before he could react.

"Bang!"

Although it was only a scabbard, the force from above also made Tang Yun spit out a mouthful of blood, caressing his chest, his body kept retreating, and his face was full of pain.

Tang Yun knew that he had been defeated, and he had been defeated in a mess, and he was grateful in his heart that Ye Tian had not drawn his sword, otherwise he would have been seriously injured in this moment, and he would not be able to recover in a few months, and then the cultivation of the realm would fall.

"Thank you for your mercy!" forcibly suppressing the pain and the tumbling of blood in his body, Tang Yun clenched his fists and said gratefully, and then dragged his injured body out of the ring.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host 'Ye Tian' for completing the task and getting: 100 exchange points!"

"Ye Tian really didn't rely on pills to break through the realm. ”

The Great Elder immediately said with relief, being able to exert such a power in the Storm Trail shows that Ye Tian's own martial arts are very strong, otherwise he would definitely not be able to do it.

Xuan Guangyuan, who was on the distinguished seat, also nodded when he heard this, and breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"Ring No. 7, No. 125 has won ten consecutive victories, and currently has 20 points, ranking first in this outer sect sect!"

"With Ye Tian's current strength, he can almost enter the top five of the inner gate, and letting him participate in the outer door competition is completely like playing a game. ”

"Although Tang Yun has appeared as a dark horse, there is still no suspense~"

Some people could see from the time Ye Tian defeated Tang Jian that he was definitely the number one in the outer sect, because Ye Tian's strength and the outer sect disciples were not at the same level at all.

As soon as the deacon's shouting fell, Hong Feng stood up and said loudly, "I want to challenge Ye Tian!"

According to the rules of Zongbi Dabi, the top ten people have the opportunity to challenge any disciple once, and those who are challenged cannot refuse.

"Why did Hong Feng challenge Ye Tian, the difference in strength between them is very large, and there is no point in competing at all?"

"Hong Feng has always been interested in Senior Sister Yue'er, he should have heard about Ye Tian and Senior Sister Yue'er, everyone should still remember that after Ye Tian defeated Tang Jian, he took Senior Sister Yue'er's hand, right?"

"I see, it seems that Ye Tian is unlucky this time, Hong Feng is the first in the inner gate, and the core disciple is invincible, although Ye Tian's strength is strong, it is still a little worse than it. ”

Hearing that Hong Feng was going to challenge Ye Tian, everyone was in an uproar, and with the reminders of the people around them, they also knew the reason.

Hong Feng is a nine-star martial cultivator, the first person under the core disciples, not as weak as the outer disciples.

"Damn!" Ye Tian was a little angry, although he was confident that he could win against Hong Feng, but fighting against him would definitely delay a lot of time.

"Yun!" The Great Elder is the person in charge of this sect competition, and naturally he also knows the rules of the sect, and secretly said that Ye Tian is going to suffer a loss this time, and hopes that Hong Feng can make a move.

Seeing the Great Elder nodding, Hong Feng looked furious and jumped into the ring lightly.

"Waste! today I want you to regret being so close to the moon!"

Ferocious eyes stared at Ye Tian who was holding a broad-bladed sword, Hong Feng said, and the faint cyan martial yuan quickly condensed in the palm of his hand.

Ye Tian smiled coldly, Hong Feng was so hostile to himself, it was really because of Xiao Mingyue.

Standing in place, Hong Feng took out his weapon, which turned out to be a pair of iron claws that could be put on his hands.

The surface of the iron claw is pitch black, shining with a slight luster, and the cold emanating from the fingertips looks like it should also be made of cold iron.

The weapons forged by cold iron are several times harder than ordinary fine iron weapons.

Knowing Hong Feng's strength, Ye Tian naturally didn't dare to hold it up, and slowly pulled out the broad-bladed long sword.

The scabbard disappeared in an instant, and everyone didn't feel strange, thinking that Ye Tian had included it in the storage ring.

The scabbard was removed, and after the phantom abyss camouflage, the blade of the sword, which was about the width of the palm, appeared.

At the blade and tip of the sword, there was no sharp momentum and luster, and it looked very ordinary, like a mercenary weapon on a rotten street.