Yang Rufeng of Lingyun Peak, his strength can reach the third order of Tongxuan, but the Lingyun Shaoxuan Sword in one hand also has seven or eight points of fire. He and Yang Sifan both aspired to win the championship, but they never thought that they would meet directly in the top 16.

"Yang Rufeng, we will fight sooner or later, so it's okay!" Yang Sifan glanced at Yang Rufeng coldly, slightly disdainful.

"This competition of the younger generation is a battle between the two of us, and the others are just foils. Yang Rufeng, as arrogant as before, treated the other dozen or so Yang family disciples as nothing.

"Yang Rufeng, are you very strong?"

A cold voice came from the other side, and a young man in a green shirt slowly stood up.

"Yang Yi, Second Order Tongxuan, do you think you will be our opponent? Yang Rufeng's eyelids lifted, and the corners of his mouth showed disdain.

"You...... Very good, I'm waiting for you!" Yang Yi's face flushed, and anger overflowed on his face.

In the sky, light and shadow were shattered, and the broken points of light condensed the names one by one.

Xiao Yichen to Yang Lin!

It's another girl from Yuehua Peak.

"Yichen, you're lucky, Yang Lin is the weakest among them besides you. Yang Sifan, who was standing next to Xiao Yichen, looked at Xiao Yichen with a hint of surprise in his voice.

"No matter how good your luck is, it doesn't matter, in the end, it depends on strength. Xiao Yichen replied expressionlessly.

Fourteen disciples fought against each other, and the lucky one was Yang Zheng from Qiyun Peak, who was a second-order Tongxuan.

"You are the Xiao Yichen of Yaofeng who has reached Tongxuan's strength in Yang Ru's mouth? In this way, you have the opportunity to be recognized by the Yang family like us. Yang Lin is not too beautiful, but her skin is fair and delicate, there is no freckles on her face, and she looks like a porcelain doll. However, if you really treat her as a doll, it would be wrong, she had already reached the first level of Tongxuan a year ago, and she could be regarded as a relatively good disciple of Yuehua Peak's younger generation.

"It's not a chance, it's for sure!" Xiao Yichen's haggard figure appeared in his heart, his tone was extremely resolute, and he suddenly sighed: "Yang surname, is it really that important?"

"What are you talking about? How dare you say such a thing. Yang Lin suddenly became angry, and a faint moonlight gathered around her body.

Yuehua Peak's cultivation method, Yuehua Soft Water Recipe, is to transform the mysterious spirits between heaven and earth into the power of Yuehua like water. The stronger the color of the moonlight, the stronger the strength. And Yang Lin is only a first-order Xuan, and the moonlight energy around his body is still relatively thin and dim.

Xiao Yichen stood quietly, he didn't have too many expectations for the Yuehua Shaoxuan Sword, after all, he was already familiar with the moves, but the realm of the swordsmanship was not something that could be comprehended day and night, if it was said that he wanted to learn the essence of the Yuehua Shaoxuan Sword, the realm of Yang Yingnan, who wanted to peek at the master of Yuehua Peak, Dong Xuan Jiupin, was about the same, not to mention, if he couldn't learn the Yuehua Roushui Technique, he couldn't fully exert the subtlety of the Yuehua Shaoxuan Sword.

Said Yao Shaoxuan Sword!

Xiao Yichen didn't wait for the Yuehua condensation to complete, the long sword in his hand let out a soft groan, and the mysterious power in his body poured into the long sword, exuding a faint golden brilliance.

Suddenly, the whole person seemed to be incarnated into a golden crow, bursting out with blazing energy. The momentum between the opening and closing of the sword move is surging and surging.

The essence of Yao Shaoxuan's sword is not exquisite, but domineering, opening and closing, indomitable, and irresistible.

It was just a simple direct stab, Yang Lin felt extremely pressured, even if her strength had reached the first level of Tongxuan a year ago, she couldn't think of any way to resist the rough, simple, and unreasonable sword move in front of her.

Yang Linhua's face was pale, she had never seen such a rough sword move, in her cognition, it was said that Yao Shaoxuan's sword was atmospheric and domineering, but it was definitely not so simple but extremely rude and unreasonable, as if she wanted to kill someone with a sword, and there was no room for turning.

How can you resist such a sword move?

Yang Lin tried his best, but he still couldn't find a flaw in his sword moves, and he could only be an enemy.

The long sword in his hand erupted into a yellow moonlight, facing the rough sword.

Ding! Ding!

Without the slightest room for resistance, Yang Lin's long sword was directly broken into more than ten pieces, and it fell to the ground with a clang.

Xiao Yichen's sword move did not decrease at all, and he still stabbed unhurriedly.

Finished!

Yang Lin's heart was full of horror and despair, and he could only wait for the arrival of the sword move.

However, the long sword stopped three inches from his eyebrows, and the slightly trembling tip of the sword shimmered with a dazzling gold.

Yang Lin only felt cold all over her body, and sweat soaked through her vest.

Aftermath!

These four words filled her mind!

On the stone platform, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Yang Zongshe and Yang Zongwen at the same time, and then turned their heads to look at Yang Yingming.

"Yingming, this kid is the disciple of your surname Yaofeng. I didn't expect that the comprehension of the Yao Shaoxuan Sword had reached such a point, this sword move, I'm afraid that you will use it like this. ”

Yang Yingming was shocked in his heart, although he rarely paid attention to Xiao Yichen, but this disciple with a foreign surname was average in talent and mediocre in strength, how could he use such a realm of Yao Shaoxuan Sword?

"Yes, second uncle and third uncle, this kid is still very competitive, and he is usually very diligent, although his talent is not high, but he is better than diligence to make up for his clumsiness. It's just that this kid's comprehension of the way of the Xuan Ling is still a little insufficient, and I will teach him well when I go back. The gloom between Yang Yingming's eyebrows flashed, and he replied with a smile.

"This is not afraid, this kid is already in the realm of Xuanxuan, it is better to include him in the Yang family after this family competition, if he can break into the top three, he will be sent to the Mengyue Holy Land at that time, and a year later he will be the nine products of Dongxuan. Yang Zongwen said coldly.

"It's okay to include the surname Yang, even if he gets the top three, it's not necessary to send it to the Mengyue Holy Land. After all, he is an outsider, not a relative of the Yang family. Yang Zongshe shook his head and sighed.

"Hmph! In the eyes of my torture hall, as long as they are disciples of my clan, they are treated equally. "Yang Zongwen has been in charge of the torture hall for decades, and he has long been free of favoritism in his heart.

"It's good to be included in the surname Yang, it's good to be included in the surname Yang!" Yang Yingming was shocked in his heart, but he had a sloppy smile on his face.

At the other end of the stone platform, Chen Qiyuan, an elder of the Taiyi Sect who broke the Xuan Realm, narrowed his eyes and muttered: "The second order of the Tongxuan Sect actually has such a high sword realm, this little guy is only fifteen or sixteen years old, he is really outstanding, and his potential is endless! Yang Yingming actually said that he is not very talented, even if this kid is placed in the Taiyi Sect, he can become a character." ”

"Uncle Chen, what are you talking about?" Lin Sixuan on the side heard Chen Qiyuan's self-talk, and couldn't help but ask.

"Xiao Xuan'er, the kid named Xiao Yichen in the audience, I think it's good, if you can win the top three this time and go to the Mengyue Holy Land to practice, I see that it is a good match!" Chen Qiyuan looked at Lin Sixuan with a smile, he has known Lin Kang, the head of the Lin family, for many years, and has a very good relationship, Lin Sixuan is like his little niece.

"Uncle Chen, what are you talking nonsense! I hate it!" Lin Sixuan's face turned red, lowered her head shyly, and hid aside.

"This little girl is just too shy. Lin Kang, that guy asked me to take you out to have an experience, I'm afraid it's in vain.

On the martial arts stage, the long sword in Xiao Yichen's hand quietly pointed at Yang Lin's eyebrows.

"You've lost!"

As he spoke, he put his sword into its sheath and let out another soft groan.

"I lost!"

Yang Lin's face was dull, but her eyes were as clear as water!

Xiao Yichen walked down step by step from the martial arts platform, when he walked to the bottom, turned his head to look at the stone platform on the other side, the weak figure didn't know when he came to the balcony, and his eyes happened to look over.

The eyes of the two were instantly intertwined, and the tenderness in Xiao Yichen's eyes was instantly transmitted. Lin Sixuan's pretty face turned red, her head lowered, and she turned around and entered the veranda.

"Xiao Xuan, that scene from the previous life, I will never let it reappear!"

Xiao Yichen looked at Lin Sixuan's figure, his heart was full of tenderness!