"Hmph, not in the future, because you don't want to leave here safely today!" Huang Ye's voice fell, and with a flick of his fingers, a thin sword glowing with blue light flew out of his waist and fell into his palm.

"It depends on whether you have the ability to do this!" Han Fei said indifferently and greeted him without flinching.

Huang Ye shook his head and chuckled: "Maybe you do have some advantages, it's just that you can leapfrog or even fight below the condensation period, but above the condensation period, in the face of a truly powerful opponent, if you want to win, it is definitely a fool's dream!"

As he spoke, the thin sword in Huang Ye's hand shook slightly, and a piercing "hum" sound appeared out of thin air, and at the same time, a dazzling sword blade light erupted from the tip of the sword, and where the sword passed, the air was torn.

"Buzz!"

The continuous sound of the sword roar was endless, and the majestic and fierce sword intent emanated from Huang Ye's body like a rising tide, taking him as the center of the circle, spreading out, and the air within a certain range continued to tremble, making people's vision blurry, and even the people in the vicinity could not really see it.

"Sword Qi?!" Han Fei's face changed slightly, and he was cautious for the first time.

The people around who saw this scene also gasped. Even the geniuses who were already in the pillar of light couldn't help but show a little admiration.

Sword qi is different from battle qi, battle qi can be generated as long as those who practice martial arts, but there is a gap in the growth speed and slowness, and after the condensation period, the battle qi can be turned into reality and released.

However, the sword qi requires the sword cultivator to reach a realm in use, using the sword as the medium and the potential as the guide, and driving the surrounding qi to tremble through the medium to increase the power of the sword. This is just like a person with brute strength needs to have a pair of copper tendons and iron bones as a carrier in order to exert the greatest power.

Huang Ye's swordsmanship is clear, and he can't just use the level of battle qi to measure his strength. Just like Han Fei, who is proficient in the use of battle qi, can't judge the strength of his strength based solely on his own cultivation.

"Han Fei, let you be the first wisp of revenant soul under my sword qi!" Huang Ye jumped up and gently rotated his waist, this move, in terms of body technique, he also showed his strength that was not inferior to Han Fei.

The sword is a gentleman in the weapon, and the practice of the sword requires the body to be in harmony with the sword, and the sword to be in harmony with the spirit. With the body as the handle, as light as an ape bird, it is called swordsmanship!

Since Huang Ye had comprehended the use of sword qi, he was naturally proficient in the essentials of body technique.

I saw him swing his sword in all directions, making the viewer's color change sharply, and the heavens and the earth were low. The body is as delicate as a dragon soaring into the void, churning like a dragon swimming in the river and sea!

At this moment, the sound and light of the sword are like hearing and seeing, exquisite skills, and the score system is presented!

This sword is unstoppable and invincible!

Just as Huang Ye's sword qi swept in, and the entire heaven and earth were distorted, a flash of golden light appeared, pulling everyone out of the shock brought by Huang Ye's superb sword skills.

"The golden body of the Buddha!"

Bang!

The metal rubbed sparks and flickered in mid-air, and Huang Ye's series of swords slashed at Han Fei's body, but they failed to leave too deep a trace.

"This!This!This is the battle gas armor!How is it possible?!" Someone let out an exclamation for the first time.

As soon as this sound came out, the crowd was full of people, and no one could explain what they saw in front of them.

There is a kind of thinking fixed in everyone's memory, that is, only when a martial artist reaches the level of condensation stage can he solidify the battle qi and thus turn armor. However, what Han Fei did at the moment had broken the shackles of their minds and made them begin to doubt the laws that had always been in place

"Brother Wang, do you think his battle qi armor is a little special?" Peng Tan asked a nearby person.

Wang Haoran originally closed his eyes slightly, and only opened his eyes when he heard the exclamations around him, and the moment he saw Han Fei, he did have a look of surprise, but he only found the difference after a closer look.

At this time, listening to Peng Tan's inquiry, he was undoubtedly more sure of his guess.

"Well, it's really not a pure battle gas armor, but it looks like some kind of combat skill, and I can't immediately distinguish it. ”

When the rest of the people in the pillar of light heard his words, they all nodded in understanding, and even Jun Mowen, who had always been arrogant, remained silent, but a flash of greed flashed quickly in his eyes, and then hidden.

"I didn't expect you to have this kind of means, but I underestimated you!" Huang Ye said lightly, "However, you are not a real condensation period after all, within a hundred moves, you will lose!"

Han Fei shook his head noncommittally, evoking a smile, "You haven't beaten yet, you are not qualified to say such things in front of me." ”

"Then try it!"

"As you wish!"

Boom!

Huang Ye's sword speed was as fast as ever, like a swimming dragon swinging its tail, slashing Han Fei's golden body.

The sword light swept across the room, and a little starlight shrouded Han Fei inside, like a nirvana!

"Good swordsmanship!But that's all!I can't break through my defenses!" Han Fei shouted heroically, his hands behind his back were already clenched into fists, but they didn't explode, like a puppet at the mercy of Huang Ye.

"Are you trying to provoke me if you don't fight back?" Huang Ye stopped his movements and chuckled, "The means are really a bit clumsy, my sword path is heavy, and it is impossible to be angry at will, so you don't want to waste your efforts in this regard." ”

"Haha fun and interesting, I appreciate your kendo, so, if I can, I'll keep your life alive. Han Fei stretched out his hands behind his back, and his gaze gradually became sharp. There's no denying that he does appreciate the opponent in front of him.

Huang Ye's talent may not be as good as those geniuses in the pillar of light, but his heart is quite outstanding, and if he has enough time, his attainments in martial arts will definitely not be inferior to those few.

"I'm not glad to be admired by a kid like you. Huang Ye saw Han Fei's serious momentum, and his hand holding the sword tightened, looking like he was preparing for battle.

"Let's talk about this when you win!" Han Fei shouted violently and took the lead in attacking.

Bang!

There was another incessant crashing sound, Han Fei's golden fists and Huang Ye Senbai's sword collided again and again, evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

"Bloody!"

The blood-red sword light was intertwined, and the eight bright and flickering swords were staggered, attacking Han Fei without any trajectory.

Qiang

Han Fei took out eight claws in a row, the battle aura was thick and long, endless, and he cracked the eight blood-red swords in one stroke, the defense was tight, and the attack was swift, which was impressive.

"Eat me with a sword again!"

Suddenly, Huang Ye's figure teleported, deflected to Han Fei's side, and stabbed Han Fei's heart from a perverse angle with a swift sword.

Han Fei frowned slightly, and leaned down without hesitation, but he was able to dodge this sword, but the sword qi penetrated the golden battle armor, causing the surface of his clothes to crack abruptly.

"Yes, there are two hits!" Han Fei jumped back, widening the distance between the two.

Snort!

Huang Ye obviously didn't want to let go of this opportunity, and his feet slid on the ground, quickly forcing Han Fei who was retreating.

"Hooked" An evil arc appeared at the corner of Han Fei's mouth, his eyes were already crimson, and he was on the verge of running away, and a detached fist broke through the air and flew towards the yellow leaves.

Huang Ye sneered, his sword qi churned, his right hand shook frequently, and the bright stars in the sky were dazzling.

Ten steps!

Five steps!

Three steps!

Han Fei's regression was overtaken by Huang Ye, and the distance between the two gradually narrowed.