"Oh my God, ten Ximen Yan!"

"Ximen Yan, he really deserves to be the head of the disciples of the three sects, and he can actually conjure ten of himself, what kind of martial arts is his cultivation?"

“......”

Around the square, there was a sudden exclamation, all of which were so shocked that it was difficult to attach.

They knew that Ximen Yan was very strong, but they didn't expect that now she was actually so strong.

The disciples of the Demon Sect and the Earth Sect were shocked and rejoiced, Ximen Yan was so strong that it was unlikely that the disciple of the Heavenly Sect would win her.

In the middle of the square.

Facing the encirclement of ten Ximen Yan, Qin Yi was also slightly stunned, this phenomenon, when he was in the Yulan Continent in the past, he had encountered it, and Ye Ling'er's brothers and sisters at that time could do this, it was the effect of the cooperation of weapons and martial arts, coupled with their own speed.

Of the ten Ximen Yan, five are real, and the other five are the shadow of Ximen Yan.

Kill!

Ten Ximen swallows suddenly shuttled together and turned into ten purple afterimages, which dazzled people.

Qin Yi stood quietly in place with a spear, slowly closed his eyes, and his powerful spiritual power perception enveloped the ten Ximen Yan, carefully feeling the shuttle trajectory of the ten Ximen Yan.

At this moment, in his world, there were only ten Ximen Yan, and there was nothing else.

Suddenly.

Ten Ximen Yan, all holding swords, stabbed at the young man who seemed to have been petrified, and each long sword was a direct stab at the young man's vital point.

Suddenly, there was a sword light intertwined here, and ten purple sword rays, like ten purple lightning bolts, pierced people who couldn't open their eyes.

In fact, the reason why Qin Yi closed his eyes was because he wanted to better feel the trajectory of the ten Ximen Yan's attacks.

The second is to avoid the interference of the surrounding spectators and the sword, so that he can concentrate more on the battle.

Flowing clouds!

Feeling the ten purple long swords that stabbed at great speed, Qin Yi suddenly surged the magic of the "Flowing Cloud Technique", and in an instant, his figure became extremely weird, like a wisp of green smoke, fluttering, floating out in the interweaving of the ten purple long swords.

Ten Ximen Yan, such an attack is too terrifying, if it is hard, I am afraid that in an instant, it will be shattered by ten purple long swords.

Therefore, Qin Yi could only use the "Flowing Cloud Jue", an extremely soft imperial martial art, to avoid the attacks of the ten Ximen Yan.

"This young man actually dodged the simultaneous attack of ten Ximen Yan, a clever figure!"

The crowd watching the battle around exclaimed, and they all blinked vigorously, thinking that they were dazzled.

"What this young man has displayed is the Emperor Dao Martial Arts, and in the Sect Dao Martial Arts, it is absolutely impossible to have such a clever body technique. ”

The Great Elder of the Heavenly Sect, Yun Xianhe, was stunned for a moment, and his face showed a strong look of shock, he was an Emperor Dao powerhouse, so he could naturally see at a glance that Qin Yi's martial arts level.

The other high-level Heavenly Sect leaders were also shocked to the extreme, how could a young man who had not even broken through the Eight Realms of the Sect Dao be able to learn the Emperor Dao Martial Arts?

All of a sudden, Qin Yi became more and more mysterious in their eyes.

In the middle of the square, fierce battles continued.

Ten Ximen Yan are still shuttling together, like a group of immortals dancing together, their bodies are beautiful and intoxicating, but in this beautiful picture, there are tens of millions of killing machines, and ordinary cultivators from the Nine Realms of the Sect and Dao enter it, just afraid that they will be smashed in an instant.

Qin Yi's eyes were always tightly closed, and the powerful spiritual power perception made all the trajectories of every Ximen Yan clear.

Whew!

Suddenly, Qin Yi's front and back, left and right, two afterimages suddenly burst out, the speed was indescribably fast, and in the blink of an eye, two sharp purple long swords, in the blink of an eye, touched Qin Yi's clothes.

When it was too late, Qin Yi's whole person suddenly became like a ghost, and there was a strange distortion.

"Ding!"

The two purple long swords, both close to his waist, stabbed past, and the tips of the swords were pointed together.

It's thrilling.

There was only one line missing, and the two long swords pierced Qin Yi in pair.

Although in the past in the Magnolia Continent, when he was cultivating the "Flowing Cloud Technique", Qin Yi was able to fight against hundreds of water waves and ensure that he was not prepared to attack, but the ten Ximen Yan in front of him were obviously much stronger than the white water waves.

Qin Yi just dodged these two afterimages, and in the blink of an eye, there were three afterimages, which stabbed fiercely in the shape of "product", Qin Yi's lower body did not move, his upper body was like a willow swinging in the wind, a strange twist, and he cleverly dodged the attack of these three afterimages.

His figure has not stopped, and ten afterimages, like a blooming summer flower, are evenly arranged around him, and suddenly attack wildly, ten purple long swords, forming a circle, purple mang, dazzling, like a purple sun.

The majestic sword qi was raging wildly, as if it was going to tear this heaven and earth apart directly.

Qin Yi's eyes were always closed, and he only used his spiritual power to perceive, catching all the attacks around him.

He took the martial art of "Liuyun Jue" to the extreme, and the whole person suddenly turned into a thin layer of green smoke, floating out silently from between the two purple long swords.

It's just that he has just fixed his figure, and the remnants of the ten Ximen Yans are like a tornado, spinning and exploding, and in the blink of an eye, they surrounded him again.

Four purple sword rays burst into flames, stabbing at Qin Yi fiercely from four directions, Qin Yi's body was like a soft wave of water, strangely twisted into several bends.

Woohoo!

Four purple swords, all of which were attached to his body, stabbed through him.

Such a battle scene is really thrilling and weird to the extreme, and at the beginning, there is occasionally the sound of some weapons colliding.

As time passed, there was no life at all, only the shadows of the ten Ximen Yan, constantly shuttling, and Qin Yi was dodging like a ghost.

The entire huge square did not make a sound, including Yun Xianhe and other high-level officials of the Heavenly Sect, all the people were holding their breath when they saw it, their eyes were wide open, and they didn't blink, as if in the blink of an eye, they would miss the wonderful scene and regret it for life.

Such a wonderful competition, they had never seen it before, not even the high-level leaders of the Heavenly Sect.

At this moment, all the people were shocked to the extreme, they couldn't imagine that Qin Yi, who had not even broken through to the Eight Realms of the Sect Dao, would be able to resist the attacks of ten Ximen Yan.

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