Only the Divine Weapon Spirit can have the ability to transform into an outward appearance, and what Qin Yun has in his hand is definitely a divine sword, and he can use the hand control sword to urge the sword spirit, which proves that he has mastered this divine weapon!

But how is this possible?

Normally, only a strong person who has reached the realm of Huagang has the ability to control the Divine Soldier Sword Spirit, and if an innate martial artist vainly tries to control the Divine Soldier Spirit, he will only be severely injured by the power of the Sword Spirit.

And now Qin Yun has completely broken this common sense!

The black-robed old man surnamed Ouyang had a flash in his eyes and looked at Zuo Ci: "I can't imagine that the Heavenly City Sword Sect would not hesitate to use the power of great divine power for the sake of a disciple, admire and admire!"

He thought that it was the supernatural powerhouse of the Heavenly City Sword Sect who helped Qin Yun subdue the sword spirit, which was the only possible explanation.

However, not only does this require the supernatural powerhouse to expend a great deal of strength, but the person who holds the divine weapon cannot fully exert the power of the divine weapon, at most it is stronger than the best spirit sword.

Zuo Ci smiled and said, "If you are afraid, it is okay to cancel this duel." ”

In fact, this sect elder was also very shocked and curious when he knew that Qin Yun actually had a divine weapon, but he didn't ask the reason, so he had a strong confidence in Qin Yun's victory over Long Fei, otherwise how could he take out the Dharma Protector Yu Jue, which was more important than his own life, as collateral.

Seeing the stunned and puzzled look of his old opponent, Zuo Ci's heart was like drinking ice water on a dog day, not to mention how refreshing it was, and he lost no time in forcing the other party into a corner.

According to the rules of the sword duel, the swords used by both sides of the competition are not restricted, if the side of the Northern Underworld Sect is afraid to avoid the battle because of Qin Yun's divine weapons, then it will only be them who will be embarrassed.

The black-robed old man said angrily: "What about canceling the divine soldiers? I'll add two more!"

He waved the sleeves of his robe, and two black lights flew out of his cuffs in an instant, landing steadily on the silver plate filled with spiritual jade.

It was two pieces of dazzling black ink cedony jade!

Long Fei was also extremely shocked at first, but after listening to the words of the black-robed old man, he quickly regained his composure, and the corners of his lips were covered with a hint of mockery.

The other party's expression did not escape Qin Yun's sharp eyes, and he secretly screamed in his heart that it was a pity.

At this time, he showed the Heavenly Divine Soldier, it seemed that he was forced to reveal his hole cards, but in fact, Qin Yun wanted to use the Divine Weapon to create psychological pressure on the opponent. Let Long Fei be tied up in the battle and dare not fight hard.

It's a pity that his wishful thinking was misinterpreted and broken by the old man in the black robe, but it doesn't matter, it's also a good thing that Long Fei underestimated the power of the divine soldier, and he also had two more pieces of black ink chalcedony jade as a bet.

Of course, Qin Yun would definitely not underestimate his opponent because of this, he believed that Long Fei would also have the killer weapon to win.

The eyes of the two collided again. Almost at the same time, they unfolded their bodies and jumped out of the isolated island stands, swept towards the second battle, and landed firmly on the battle island in an instant.

Long Fei took the first step and saluted to the Divine Ancestor who was guarding the battle: "Disciple Long Fei, cross the rank to challenge Qin Yun of the Heavenly City Sword Sect, and ask the Ancestor for permission!"

Qin Yun then bowed down and said, "Please allow the Ancestor!"

The Divine Power Ancestor raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "The sword competition is over." Exactly!"

Final word!

The showdown between the two sides has officially begun!

Thousands of warriors on the isolated island stands, on the shore of the lake

Tens of thousands of spectators, almost all of them held their breath at this moment, nervously watching this game that was staked with a shocking bet.

Will the genius disciples of the Northern Hell Sect who are determined to take revenge win, or will the disciples of the Heavenly City Sword Sect who came from afar defeat their opponents again. No one knows the right answer!

Long Fei stood thirty steps away from Qin Yun, the frenzied color in his eyes disappeared without a trace, and the whole person exuded an aura like an abyssal stop, as if it was a frozen statue.

Qin Yun's pupils shrank. The feeling that Long Fei gave him was unfathomable, just over two years. The opponent's strength seems to be on top of him as quickly as he is.

"Senior Brother Ouyang, you said Fei'er this time"

In the stands of the Northern Netherworld Sect, Long Fei's master, the old man in the green robe, couldn't help but show a nervous look.

He poured too much effort into Long Fei, and without his painstaking cultivation at any cost, Long Fei's strength would not have grown by leaps and bounds in less than three years.

But the old man in the green robe also knew very well that Long Fei's realm had improved too quickly, and the unstable foundation was the biggest problem.

For this duel, he had no confidence in winning, but he also understood that if Long Fei only defeated Qin Yun, he would be able to break the demons in his heart and be expected to be promoted to the Huagang realm.

The black-robed old man's expression was extremely gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "In this battle, if Long Fei loses again, then he had better die in the ring, otherwise"

The old man in the green robe suddenly felt a chill in his heart, how could he not understand what the other party meant.

It's easy to say if you win, if you lose, not only will the Northern Netherworld Sect lose face, but the entire net worth of the old man in the black robe will be put into it, although Long Fei is the nephew of the old man in the black robe, but where can this favor be compared to three hundred pieces of top-grade spirit jade and two pieces of black ink chalcedony jade.

The black-robed old man said slowly: "You don't have to worry too much, the Soul Devouring Ring I exchanged for Long Fei is a medium-grade magic weapon, which integrates the secret methods of the Wumen, only Long Fei does not use it indiscriminately, even if it is a strong person, he can't resist it!"

"Plus the Nine Heavens Thunder Sword you gave him, if you still lose like this, don't let this disciple do it!"

The old man in the green robe was silent for a moment, he regarded Long Fei as his son, but the old man in the black robe was reminding him that Long Fei was just one of his apprentices.

Boom!

On the battle island, Long Fei finally pulled out his weapon.

The long sword that shone with a little thunder on the surface was horizontal in front of him, and his left index finger and ring finger gently stroked the sword body, leaving a bright red blood stain.

The blood quickly merged into the body of the sword, and the pale blue long sword faintly glowed with purple light.

The Nine Heavens Thunder Sword is also a very famous and superb spirit sword in the Northern Underworld Sect, containing the power of thunder and lightning, powerful and incomparable, and it took Long Fei a full year to subdue the sword spirit and take it for himself.

Because of this sword, there are many fellow sects in the sect who secretly envy, jealous and slander him.

And now, Long Fei wants to use this sword to wash away the shame he once suffered, so that everyone can witness his resurgence, and the most talented young disciple of the Northern Netherworld Sect is still him!

The light in his eyes became extremely fierce, like a wolf beast locked onto its prey, and an invisible murderous aura instantly filled the entire ring.

Qin Yun sensed the change in his opponent, and he did not hesitate to release his innate coercion, colliding violently with the momentum of the opponent's release.

On the battle island, the wind and clouds changed color in an instant!