"That's what puzzled me the most. ”

Yan Meiniang tapped her beautiful head.

"However, it only made him die faster. ”

The handsome man in the white robe, his deep eyes, a chill appeared leisurely: "This young man's excellence is too unbelievable, he must not be promoted to the Divine Guard, otherwise, the delicate balance that the strength of the five major alliances currently maintains will be broken in an instant." ”

The delicate and touching Yan Meiniang was silent, however, the pair of slightly charming beautiful eyes gradually became deeper.

On the training ground thousands of feet away, the battle between Qin Yi and Fengyue Ancestor had already come to the most critical moment.

At this time, the figures of the two of them are not only ghostly and abnormal, but also fast to the limit.

The surrounding audience, including Fengyue Zhantian and Fengyue Yu'er, all the people were motionless, watching the fierce battle between the two people in the field with all their whole body attention, and even forgot to breathe.

At this moment, all the people were shocked to the extreme, the young man from the Kyushu Continent had already walked out of the eight moves in the hands of the Fengyue Ancestor!

What kind of concept is a young man who has cultivated to only the Seven Realms of the Sect, but in the hands of an old man in the middle of the Nine Realms of the Sect, he has walked out of eight moves?

"Thousand Illusion Sword - Ninth Style!"

In the midst of the angry shouts, the figure of the Fengyue Ancestor suddenly split into two, two into four, and four into eight...... In an instant, it was transformed into thirty-six paths.

The illusory shadows of the thirty-six Fengyue Ancestors were clearly extinguished, and they quickly attacked Qin Yi, and their body was extremely strange, and before Qin Yi could come back to his senses, he was already trapped in the thirty-six purple long swords.

Woohoo......

Thirty-six sword rays turned into thirty purple lightning bolts, flashing around Qin Yi, each of which was close to Qin Yi's body.

Feeling the weirdness and sharpness of the thirty-six sword rays, Qin Yi didn't dare to have the slightest support, his eyes closed lightly, and he completely entered the ethereal state, trying his best to deal with the thirty-six sword rays.

At this moment, there were only thirty-six sword rays in his world, and there was nothing else. The trajectories of the thirty-six sword shadows were all clear to him.

His figure turned into a wisp of extremely fast and elegant green smoke, and in the thirty-six sword rays, he kept shuttling, and the speed was indescribably fast.

Hiss......

Despite this, the sword rays continued to cut through his clothes, and the distance between them and his body was only a fraction of a second, which made people's hearts tremble.

After this move, Qin Yi's clothes had been torn more than ten times, and he looked embarrassed.

"Hoo ......"

Qin Yi's figure suddenly stopped, stood in the center of the training ground, let out a long breath, and slowly opened his eyes, his back was already dripping with sweat.

"This trick is really a life and a death, but in the end, I still survived. Qin Yi sighed secretly in his heart, feeling like he had been wandering around the Ghost Gate Pass for a while.

Fengyue Old Ancestor, who was wearing a gray robe, was still standing about thirty zhang away from Qin Yi, holding a purple long sword in his hand, pointing at Qin Yi from afar.

Above the long sword, a purple mang, dazzling.

Looking ahead, although he looked quite embarrassed, but he was still unharmed, the chest of Fengyue Ancestor rose and fell, and it was impossible to be calm in his heart.

This young man from the Kyushu Continent has actually walked on nine moves in his hands, which feels like a dream.

The entire training ground, like a huge cemetery, was dead silent, almost a pin drop could be heard, and all the people were shocked to the extreme.

"After nine moves, this teenager from the Kyushu Continent is already standing there unscathed, am I dazzled?"

Someone asked cautiously, breaking the silence on the field.

"Oh my God, this world, it's crazy!"

"Hallucination, this must be an illusion!"

“......”

The crowd around was in an uproar.

Looking at the young man who was still standing proudly in the middle of the training ground, Fengyue Yu'er, who was captivating the country and the city, rubbed his eyes vigorously: "Wouldn't it?

Such a scene is really incredible, according to common sense, he should be in the hands of the ancestor, and he can't get out of a move.

The two large seats on the girl's chest were quite tempting, and there was a violent rise and fall, rippling waves of wonderful ripples.

Immediately, her pretty nose snorted softly, her delicate snow-white chin was slightly raised, and a little pride appeared on her face: "Isn't there another trick?" young man, the stronger you behave, being my pet will only make me more face-saving, hum!"

In the whole field, the most shocking thing was actually Fengyue Zhantian and Fengyue Yinxue, they never imagined that Qin Yi would not only successfully cultivate the emperor martial arts of "Liuyun Jue" in just one day, but also display it so superbly.

They opened their mouths in astonishment, looking at the young man standing proudly in the middle of the training ground from a distance, and only felt that this young man had two words written all over his body-demon!

However, while shocked, they were slightly worried in their hearts, because it was only now that the ninth type had passed, and there was still the tenth form.

Obviously, the tenth form of the Thousand Illusion Sword of the Fengyue Ancestor is even more terrifying than the ninth form!

Can this young man from the Kyushu continent still resist the tenth move?

There's one last pose!

Qin Yi in the center of the training ground, his eyes were already slowly condensed, staring at the purple long sword in Fengyue Ancestor's hand, and he couldn't hear the noise around him anymore.

In his sight, there was only the long sword of the purple mang!

At this moment, although Fengyue Ancestor did not move, Qin Yi felt a danger, a danger that he had never felt before.

"Thousand Illusion Sword - Tenth Style!"

Fengyue Ancestor snorted coldly, and the whole person was thirty zhang away, holding a purple long sword, and suddenly burst into the stab, the speed was indescribably fast, however, as soon as he was halfway stabbed, his whole person suddenly disappeared!

This is......

Looking at the disappeared Fengyue Ancestor, Qin Yi's heart was suddenly shocked, he knew that this was an extreme speed, coupled with the unpredictable trajectory of the sword, resulting in such a result.

He suddenly closed his eyes and entered an ethereal state, feeling the Fengyue Ancestor with all his might, however, he didn't!

Suddenly, the air around him surged slightly.

The next moment, before Qin Yi came back to his senses, he saw that around him, purple sword rays suddenly appeared, densely packed with a large area, and people felt a feeling of suffocation.

This book was first published in Book King