82_82410 In the middle of the Cold Ice Beast Wutai, cheers rang out like a volcanic eruption.

"Big brother came up and suppressed Mei Hongxue?" said Wei Chiyan excitedly.

"A bunch of fools. Yao Lingxiao, who was sitting in front, said disdainfully.

The cheers came to an abrupt end.

Because, in the originally pitch-black sword intent, a clear inky blue figure gradually appeared one after another. Mei Hongxue showed her shadow in Ye Qingcheng's sword intent. He had a cloth belt tied around his eyes, and the white demon sword he was holding in his hand was not unsheathed, so he accurately blocked every sword of Ye Qingcheng!

For some reason, in the process of attacking, Ye Qingcheng became more and more unconfident in his heart, and there was a feeling of indescribability, which always permeated his heart. Mei Hongxue didn't use vision, and only used the rest of the five senses to accurately grasp the direction of his sword style, which not only shows that he has a rare six senses, but also shows that his control of swordsmanship has reached the point of perfection.

Seeing that Mei Hongxue was forced into front of the ice barrier on the side of the martial arts, he never drew his sword.

Didn't even force out the other party's sword? Suddenly, a thought flashed in Ye Qingcheng's mind that he should never have: Could it be that he is stronger than me?

This was just a thought, but it was instantly captured by Mei Hongxuetongguò some strange means, and he, who had been passively retreating, jumped up suddenly. In the darkness, seeing Mei Hongxue turn over, Ye Qingcheng was suddenly surprised, this was a great opportunity.

He spun his body sharply and swung the Xuanxue Sword in his hand in an attempt to slash it down.

As a result, the first thing he saw was that Mei Hongxue put her face in front of the sword.

"Qiang !!" A sword roar came, and the rolling demonic qi swept out, directly sweeping away the pitch-black sword intent. At the same time, the moment the Demon Sword was unsheathed, its scarlet sword body flashed like a demon's bloody tongue, and the position of the sword body near the handle was a black plum blossom.

"Sneer!!!"

In an instant, the 100,000 spectators stared in horror at the restored Wutai as if they were frozen in ice.

Miyagawa covered her mouth with her hands and couldn't help but scream.

The drizzle fell around, the sun poured on the martial platform, and in front of the martial platform barrier in the north, Mei Hongxue raised her left hand and used the scabbard in her hand to resist the attack of the Xuan Blood Sword, and at the same time, the scarlet demon sword in his hand passed directly through Ye Qingcheng's abdomen, penetrating his body At the same time, it also penetrated through a gap in the ice barrier!

The thick ice barrier was pierced, and the tip of the Demon Sword was dripping with crimson blood continuously.

At this moment, everyone was silent and stiffened.

"Poof!!" The Demon Sword was pulled out violently with blood, and Mei Hongxue leaped steeply to a position ten zhang away, and neatly closed the sword into the sheath. Then, he took off the strip of cloth that was blindfolded, revealing deep, handsome eyes, and said, "Now, you know the gap between us, right?"

Ye Qingcheng was holding the Xuanxue Sword in one hand, and the sword wound in his abdomen with the other, and blood continued to flow out from between his fingers. He stared at Mei Hongxue with a pale face, the Nine Swords of the Galaxy River were broken, and they were broken by a sword when the opponent was blindfolded.

"The Nine Swords of the Galaxy are so much worse than the Seven Swords of the Ancient Shou?" Miyagawa Xue looked at the seriously injured Ye Qingcheng, with his kind of character, he would definitely hold on to the end, and tears rolled in her eyes.

"These are two equally divided swordsmanship. Miyagawa Toyama said.

"However, how is Qingcheng so much weaker than Brother Mei?" asked Miyagawa Xue unwillingly.

"It's not much weaker. Miyagawa Toyama said: "However, in this kind of top-level sword duel, their mentality is too different. In Ye Qingcheng's previous competition, not to mention his exhaustion, his soul and mental power were also hit hard, which made him not so confident. ”

"Yes. The elderly Miyagawa Xiao nodded and said: "Self-confidence is the essence and core of the Nine Swords of the Galaxy, and the more top-notch the duel, the more you can't relax." Whenever a thought of unconfidence flashes in the eye, it fails. ”

In the silent beast martial arts field, the light rain gradually stopped.

Qing Yu sighed regretfully and said, "You can't blame him, he wants to win too much, and he still lacks tempering in his state of mind." ”

Splitwind nodded, his eyes not so stern.

"Huh. Yongmen Gu Shou smiled: "If you don't stop here, there will be casualties if you continue to compare." ”

"That's all there is to it. Qing Yu said.

Luo Mang, who had been standing respectfully beside them, said in surprise: "Isn't this comparable? Looking at Little Brother Ye's appearance, he didn't give up?"

"It doesn't make sense. Splitwind said.

On the martial platform, Mei Hongxue took the Demon Sword and looked at the Yongmen Gu Shou in the north, and the Yongmen Gu Shou waved his hand. There was a hint of killing intent in his eyes, but after a flash in the pan, he suppressed the killing intent, and then, with his sword, he turned around and walked towards a cold ice door.

"What are you doing?" Ye Qingcheng covered his abdomen and shouted angrily: "It's not over yet!"

As he spoke, Ye Qingcheng flew up suddenly, blocking in front of Mei Hongxue, and shouted, "I haven't fallen yet!"

"Do you think I don't want to kill you?" Mei Hongxue said coldly. He wanted to fight more than anyone else, but Yongmen Gushou made a statement, and he had to listen.

A kind laugh came from the sky: "It's late, I missed the competition of the little ones." ”

Hearing this, Qingyu, Split Wind, Yongmen Gushou and other peak powerhouses stood up respectfully.

On the sky, a snow-white fire cloud floated leisurely, and on the cloud stood an old man with white eyebrows, a woman as elegant as a fairy, helping him to fly over.

"Crane Ancestor?" Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the audience, and everyone stood up one after another as if they had seen a god, casting reverent glances.

Green Flamingo, a thin old man with snow-white hair and eyebrows, wearing a blue cloth robe, flew down gently with Ke'er's support. Ke'er wore a pale cyan neon and had beautiful cheeks and posture, which attracted countless people to look up. Her appearance is not amazing, but she has a fairy aura that does not eat fireworks in the world, and she is as elegant as a fairy, which makes people look forward to worship.

As they slowly fell, the ice barrier that shrouded the martial platform suddenly turned into transparent smoke and diluted it in the air.

The Green Fire Crane and Ke'er fell in front of Ye Qingcheng and Mei Hongxue, Mei Hongxue hurriedly bowed her hand and said respectfully: "Meet the Crane Ancestor and meet the temple monks." ”

Ye Qingcheng saw Elder He for the first time, he was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly bowed his hand to him.

"Both seedlings are good. Crane Lao smiled kindly, looked at the two of them, and said, "Do you still want to continue the competition?"

Mei Hongxue hesitated and looked at Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng said without hesitation: "Yes!"

"Hehe, it's rare to see a good seedling like you. Crane Lao said, "In this way, I will give you a little more reward." ”

At this time, Ke'er took out an ancient painting with a thin chain of white bones tied to it.

Qing Yu flew over and said in shock, "Elder He, you went to hell to get the Dragon Slaying Palace?"

Qinghuo Crane nodded and said with a smile: "Now, they are all rare geniuses among human beings, we have to choose a key cultivation, let them compete in the Dragon Slaying Palace." ”

Saying that, Ke Er took the ancient painting and said to Ye Qingcheng and Mei Hongxue elegantly: "The next competition venue is the Dragon Slaying Palace, will you go?"