There was silence on Qiyun Peak, except for the rustling sound of the mountain wind blowing through the trees, and only the occasional sound of birds and insects.

Xiao Yichen actually defeated Yang Lin, and defeated his opponent in an extremely simple way. Is this really the talented disciple surnamed Yao Feng?

Almost all of them looked at each other, unable to believe their eyes. But sometimes that's just the shocking truth. Xiao Yichen defeated Yang Lin with an absolute advantage!

In the distance, where there were few people, Wan Qingyun's weak figure dragged a shadow in the gradually westward sun. Watching Xiao Yichen walk out of the ring, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she turned around and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

In the stands, the shock in Yang Yingming's heart had gradually receded, why Xiao Yichen's strength had improved so rapidly, he vaguely guessed a little in his heart.

Ning Zhen Dan, only Ning Zhen Dan can make a late innate martial artist directly break through the shackles and reach Tongxuan. The Wan family's Ning Zhen Pill is really magical, and it is rumored that Wan Qingyun has a total of four Ning Zhen Dan in her hands, one of which was given to herself, in exchange for the promise to take Xiao Yichen to practice in Yue Yao Peak. The second one seems to be given to Xiao Yichen, so there should be two more in his hand.

Yang Yingming squinted, and couldn't help but think about it in his heart. Ning Zhen Dan, the incomparably precious Ning Zhen Dan!

The rise of Xiao Yichen gave the family disciples a greater look at this competition. Originally, I thought that this competition was a competition between Yang Rufeng and Yang Sifan, two outstanding disciples of the third order of Tongxuan, but who knew that Xiao Yichen, a disciple with a foreign surname who no one paid attention to before the game, came out, and he was in the limelight for a while.

However, whether Xiao Yichen's strength can really be compared with Yang Rufeng and them will only be known after the competition.

There was not much suspense in the other competitions, Yang Yi of Qiyun Peak, Yang Ning of Xingxing Peak, Yang Jun'er, a female disciple of the second order of Tongxuan of Yuehua Peak, Yang Chengyu and Yang Chengyue of Lingyun Peak, and the lucky one, Yang Zheng of Qiyun Peak.

The strength of the remaining seven people is basically around the second order of Tongxuan. There are only two people who break through the second order, but only one is destined to be able to enter the next round. They are Yang Sifan and Yang Rufeng, who are still in a fierce battle.

The strength of the two is similar, and their understanding of swordsmanship is also comparable, but it is not easy to quickly distinguish the winner or loser.

The starlight in the sky burst out under Yang Sifan's star-picking Shaoxuan sword, which looked so bright, and the blue starlight was dotted, completely enveloping Yang Rufeng.

Yang Rufeng still had that frivolous and unruly expression, and the long sword in his hand reflected a trace of light under the bright blue light. On the surface, Yang Sifan may have some upper hand, but in fact, if he knew Ling Yunfeng's sword technique, he wouldn't think so.

Ling Yunfeng's swordsmanship is fast, ruthless, and accurate! Therefore, he will not shoot indiscriminately, and will only strike with all his strength when he finds an opportunity.

Offstage, within a few meters of Xiao Yichen's side, no disciple dared to come up. The strength he showed today had already made the children of the Yang family feel awe-inspired. The sense of superiority that he had when he faced Xiao Yichen in the past has disappeared without a trace. Everyone knows that Xiao Yichen has always wanted to be recognized by the Yang family, given the surname Yang, and become a real member of the Yang family.

With his current strength, he is afraid that he will be recognized by the top of the family, and it will be easy to get the surname Yang!

"Look, Yang Sifan is going to win. A disciple pointed to the stage and shouted, as his gaze looked, the starlight on the martial arts stage was dotted, and the bright brilliance quickly gathered into a large net, covering Yang Rufeng entirely.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the star network that emitted a brilliant blue light on the stage suddenly shattered. I saw a pale cyan sword light rushing out of the star network, silently, without any trace of energy, but extremely fast, and appeared in Yang Sifan's chest in an instant.

Yang Sifan was shocked, he didn't expect that he still had the advantage a moment ago, and the star net was about to trap Yang Rufeng, who knew that the opponent would come out with one blow, shatter the star net, and kill himself in an instant.

The figure subconsciously dodged to the right.

With a pop, the long sword pierced his chest and swept out from behind, and then Yang Rufeng's figure swept through like a gale, catching up with the long sword that turned into cyan light.

Yang Rufeng turned around proudly, the corners of his mouth full of disdain. The long sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and a bead of blood dripped down the tip of the sword and fell on the ring.

"The number one in the family competition, it is not a disciple of your strength who is eligible to obtain it. ”

Yang Sifan's face was like ashes, his right hand was covering his chest, and scarlet and piercing blood gushed out from his wounds. But he didn't seem to feel any pain, and his eyes were full of disappointment, which slowly turned into despair. In this family competition, he went to the first goal, who knew that he met Yang Rufeng before he entered the top four, and he was defeated.

With a sigh, the long sword in his hand fell on the martial arts stage with a clatter, and Yang Sifan's figure slowly fell.

Xiao Yichen's figure shot out like lightning, catching Yang Sifan in an instant, and his figure appeared on the balcony on the other side in an arc in the air.

"Xiao Xuan, hurry up and heal him. Xiao Yichen put Yang Sifan flat on the ground, turned his head and said.

Lin Sixuan was stunned, and then his pretty face turned red, he called me Xiaoxuan, does he know me?

Xiao Yichen was also stunned, he forgot that he had been reborn, and it was the first time he and Lin Sixuan had met in this life. However, the word Xiao Xuan had long been engraved in his heart, and he didn't think of changing his name in a hurry.

"Miss Lin, please hurry up!" Xiao Yichen was cheeky and beckoned to Lin Sixuan.

Lin Sixuan looked a little flustered and hurriedly ran over.

When her eyes saw Yang Sifan on the ground, and when she touched the injured person with her bare hands, the whole person suddenly calmed down. I saw that her bare hands kept flying in front of Yang Sifan's chest, shooting out white rays of light, and then took out a blood-red pill and gently stuffed it into Yang Sifan's mouth.

"Well, his surname is fine, and that sword didn't stab him in the heart!"

I only saw that Yang Sifan's chest was no longer bleeding, and the pierced wound had begun to heal rapidly, and it was already scarred in the blink of an eye, and the recovery speed was amazing.

"Well, thank you, Miss Lin!" Xiao Yichen squatted beside Lin Sixuan, smelling the faint fragrance coming from him, and couldn't help but feel a little confused in his heart.

Lin Sixuan stood up and looked at Xiao Yichen with surprise in her eyes. This guy actually didn't have any reaction to his own treatment methods, could it be that the medical skills of the Holy Hand Lin family still can't get into your eyes?

How did Lin Sixuan know that Xiao Yichen was extremely familiar with her, this Aoki silk wrapping hand had seen it a hundred times but ninety-nine times, and the blood-red healing elixir Blood Ni Dan had also eaten it many times, how could it still cause him to be surprised?

The medical skills of the Holy Hand Lin family were really wonderful, and after just a moment's effort, Yang Sifan turned over and sat up, except for the blood stains on his clothes, there was no trace of scars on his chest.

"Thank you, Miss Lin!" Yang Sifan walked through the door of death, and couldn't help but feel a little afraid.

"It's okay! this is what I should do!" Lin Sixuan smiled slightly, turned around and walked into the veranda.

"Yang Sifan, it's just a mere failure, it will actually make you feel dead and die in your heart, the most talented young generation leader of Xingfeng's generation, is he so open-minded and enduring?" Xiao Yichen looked at Yang Sifan and said coldly.

Yang Sifan was stunned, his eyes met Xiao Yichen, he stood for a long time, and suddenly laughed loudly.

"Yichen, thank you! You're right, just a loss, why worry about it, next time you get it back. Yang Sifan patted Xiao Yichen's shoulder, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

"It's good that you've figured it out!" Xiao Yichen smiled and turned around and walked towards the stage.

"Yichen, I'm eliminated, and it's up to you next. I guess your strength is not weak, but I underestimated you before. Yang Sifan followed up and walked side by side.

"Yang Rufeng, he and I still have some old accounts that have not been settled, and we will settle them together when the time comes. Xiao Yichen raised his eyes to look at Yang Rufeng, who was standing in the wind on the other side of the martial arts stage, and the scene of the day of rebirth appeared in his mind.

At that moment, Yang Rufeng not only insulted him, but also insulted his most respected eldest brother Yang Yukun, and the only relative in the world, Wan Qingyun.

This insult must be taken back no matter what.