Yan Lingyu slowly bent down, put the sword at her waist, held the scabbard with her left hand, and held the hilt with her right hand, and put on a posture of drawing the sword.

Fan Jiang also clenched his fists with a "click", and his spiritual power continued to surge into his arms, and he began to gather momentum.

Yan Lingyu first used the Holy Sky Star Abyss Recipe to replenish enough spiritual energy, and then let the spiritual energy circulate in the body for a week, and then used the Holy Sky Star Abyss Recipe to condense it again, so that the spiritual power reached a very pure and condensed point.

Before, in order to master the Holy Sky Star Abyss Technique, he did not let the aura run on its own in his body, but had been using the Holy Xiao Star Abyss Technique to absorb and refine the aura, and now he directly carried out two "refinements" to make up for the gap that the aura in his body was not as large as the other party.

He had only initially comprehended a little bit of the Saint Xiao Xing Profound Secret, otherwise his spiritual power would be even more refined, but even so, the purity of his spiritual power was still unmatched in the same realm.

Of course, if the True Yuan Immortal Sect had a disciple of the Qi Refining Realm, he might be able to compete with Yan Lingyu, but unfortunately he didn't.

Fan Jiang's momentum is outward, majestic and heavy, while Yan Lingyu is restrained in the scabbard, hidden but not hairy.

Yan Lingyu's expression was solemn, the other party was very strong, he was not an opponent, so he was ready to make a sword, the strongest sword.

If this sword can't be won, then he has no choice, and if he fights a war of attrition with such a person, I'm afraid it will be him who will be consumed.

Fan Jiang's fists were full of spiritual power, his eyes locked on Yan Lingyu, like a tiger staring at its prey, Yan Lingyu bent over, his sword had been accumulated to the extreme, but it was not as obvious as Fan Jiang.

The white wind floc surrounded the Sky Killing Sword in the middle like a tornado, and gradually Yan Lingyu's whole body had wind floc looming.

The crowd of onlookers no longer whispered, but looked intently at the two people in the training ground.

Leng Qingxuan was also a little nervous, Yan Lingyu was only at the fourth level of qi refining, and the other party was at the eighth level of qi refining, it was difficult to win the opponent beyond so many realms.

Such a record can only be played by extremely talented people, and she doesn't know what Yan Lingyu's background is.

"The fourth layer of qi refining, can you win the eighth layer of qi refining? Wei Xin also thought in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, Fan Jiang moved, and he kicked his legs towards Yan Lingyu.

Yan Lingyu was covered in a hurricane, and he also swept forward quickly, and he also moved at the same time as Fan Jiang moved, but the speed was obviously faster than Fan Jiang, and even left some faint afterimages behind him.

"Regret Mountain Fist"

"Wind Slash Sword Drawing Pose"

Fan Jiang punched out his fists, and his muscles and muscles burst out.

Yan Lingyu looked at the oncoming moves, and drew her sword with a "bang".

The moment the sky-killing sword came out of its sheath, it turned into a white sword shadow,

Yan Lingyu's speed of sword was extremely fast, and everyone couldn't even see the appearance of the sword clearly.

"Bell"

"Puff"

The two figures did not engage in any fighting, and immediately separated after meeting.

Fan Jiang and Yan Lingyu were back to back, and the two stood where each other was standing just now.

Yan Lingyu held the scabbard in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely upward, and a few drops of blood dripped from the blade.

After the blood dropped, the blade was as white as snow, and it was not stained in the slightest.

When he took out his sword just now, he knew that he couldn't have a hard encounter with Fan Jiang, so he combined the Wind Slashing Sword Technique and the sword drawing style that Ling Shuang taught him into one.

The sky-killing sword was unsheathed in an instant, and the power of the wind was blessed on the sword, turning the sword into wind, which was extremely powerful.

And he relied on the speed of his moves faster than his opponent, and pointed two consecutive swords on Fan Jiang's fist gloves, forcibly changing the trajectory of his fists.

Fan Jiang's fist was swung away by the sword, he didn't stop it, but changed his fist to an elbow attack, and hit Yan Lingyu's chest with one move, but the strength had been removed a lot by Yan Lingyu with a sword.

Yan Lingyu also took advantage of Fan Jiang's defense to strike again.

The sword followed the wind, and a white shadow swept across Fan Jiang's chest in an instant.

"Ahem. Yan Lingyu covered her chest and coughed twice, turning around.

Fan Jiang also turned around slowly and looked at Yan Lingyu.

"Shhh

The onlookers all took a cool breath, because Fan Jiang had a long diagonal wound on his chest, almost across his chest.

Fan Jiang glanced down at the wound and said, "In less than a breath, you will come out with three swords, I have never seen someone in the Qi Refining Realm who can produce a sword so quickly, you are indeed a genius, I am not as good as you." ”

"It's a fluke, you're also very good, this elbow hurts, cough cough. ”

"I lost. Fan Jiang clenched his fists and arched his hands.

"Concession. ”

Yan Lingyu also returned a salute, he liked Fan Jiang's character very much, if he was born in ancient times, he must be a chivalrous man.

"One breath and three swords, how is it possible, isn't he just refining the Qi Realm. ”

"Fan Jiang turned out to be defeated, he was injured, he will be fine. ”

"Is this genius? ”

"The more the four layers of the small realm can win, is he so strong. Li Wenxin couldn't help but sigh.

The crowd of onlookers began to talk.

In fact, not only those onlookers, Wei Xin and Leng Qingxuan were also shocked, Wei Xin has naturally seen many geniuses in Kyushu, the more realms they have, and even the greater realms to defeat opponents, there are many reports on the sky for such events.

But it was indeed the first time he had seen with his own eyes that someone could produce three swords in one breath in the Qi Refining Realm, and they were still very powerful.

These three swords are not purely the pursuit of speed, and the lethality is also extremely strong, and they defeated the opponent in four small realms at once.

Leng Qingxuan was also shocked, he knew that Yan Lingyu had comprehended the artistic conception of the wind, but he still didn't expect Yan Lingyu to use the three swords of high quality in an instant, judging from the performance just now, Yan Lingyu was definitely a top genius in the heavens and all worlds.

She didn't know that Yan Lingyu's physique was special and that he had cultivated the Saint Xiao Star Profound Technique, so she only felt that her junior brother was so powerful.

Fan Jiang looked at the wound again: "Your last sword was retracted just now." ”

"It's just a competition, just click on it. ”

Yan Lingyu smiled slightly, he did regain his strength in the last sword, the Heaven Killing Sword is not a wooden sword, he and Fan Jiang have no grievances, there is no need to hurt people's lives.

"Papapa" Wei Xin stood up and applauded awkwardly, and said: "Yan Xiaoyou is really powerful, today has opened Wei's eyes, the sword just now is really wonderful." ”

"It's just a fluke, Mr. Wei has won the award. ”

Yan Lingyu said modestly, but in fact, she was happy in her heart, and it felt good to be praised by others.

Leng Qingxuan stood up, took out a jade bottle and poured out a pill: "This is a healing pill, my junior brother doesn't know the severity of his attack, and he hurt Mr. Wei's students, please forgive me." ”

"Miss Leng said seriously, it is common for monks to be injured in martial arts competitions, there is no need to say these words, besides, how can you break your own pills. ”

"Pei Yao, you take Fan Jiang to the infirmary to treat the wound. Wei Xin said to the cheongsam beauty.

"Okay. ”

The cheongsam beauty nodded slightly, and motioned for Fan Jiang to leave with her.

"You are indeed very strong, I lost this fight, and I hope I will have a chance to fight again in the future. Fan Jiang said a word to Yan Lingyu, and then left with the cheongsam beauty.

Seeing this, Leng Qingxuan put away the elixir: "Since the victory and defeat have been divided, then we will leave first, after disturbing Mr. Wei for so long, it is time to leave." ”

"It's time for dinner, or the two of you will rest here in Wuchun Building, and Wei will also do a little bit of the friendship of the landlord. ”

"No need, we're still in a hurry, so we won't bother. Leng Qingxuan declined Wei Xin's invitation.

"In this case, Wei will not be forced to stay, Miss Leng, please. ”

Wei Xin sent it all the way to the gate, watching Leng Qingxuan and Yan Lingyu leave, he felt a little emotional, and he didn't know when his Wuchun Building would receive such a genius student.