Chapter 55: The Great War against Xue Ren

After Hu Lie, there were five top 100 inner disciples who fell into the hands of Yang Yan, and Li Xiaotian, who returned to the stands, sighed lightly, Taihua Sect has lost a few geniuses since then, I really don't know what kind of force can produce such a dazzling Tianjiao.

Many outer disciples and inner disciples looked at Yang Yan's eyes full of admiration, when a person surpassed himself too much, it was already impossible for people to rise to the slightest jealousy, only looking up.

Some of the top-ranked inner disciples had burning battle intent in their eyes, and Tianjiao like Yang Yan was too easy to arouse the battle intent of geniuses.

Hua Yun's face is not very good-looking, the better Yang Yan behaves, the more unhappy he is, and now he doesn't know where his hatred for Yang Yan comes from, whether it is because of Chihiro, or because Yang Yan has ruined his father's good deeds, or because he is jealous, but no matter what, what he wants to do most now is to Yang Yan die.

Because the silence of the fall of the five inner disciples did not last long, a clear voice broke the silence.

"Inner disciple, Xue Ren, please give advice!"

A handsome figure stood in front of Yang Yan, holding his fists, witnessing Yang Yan's battle, he could no longer suppress the desire to fight in his heart, and challenged Yang Yan.

"Xue Ren, it's Xue Ren!"

"He's all on the pitch, and it looks like it's been a great fight. ”

"I don't know who will win this time, but it's definitely a battle of the dragons. ”

Xue Ren's challenge to the stage mobilized everyone's passion, for no other reason, Xue Ren ranked fifteenth among the inner disciples, and more importantly, his cultivation was the peak of qi refining, and almost all of the top twenty inner disciples were two strong qi refining powers, this was Yan Wushuang among the inner disciples.

Of course, with Yang Yan's record of killing the disciples of the Five Great Qi Refining Sects, the reason why the disciples are still optimistic about Xue Ren is that he has also comprehended the momentum, the wind.

The wind, with a breeze and a strong wind, can be soft and elegant, or strong and domineering, and the sword, light, sharp, and killing, can be as light as catkins, or it can be unstoppable. Is the sword strong, or is the wind strong?

Just as Xue Ren's words fell, on the battle platform, no wind rose, blowing the clothes of the two of them to the sound of hunting, and their long hair fluttering, but there was a hidden murderous intention.

Feeling this wind, Yang Yan raised his eyebrows, and before Xue Ren could exert his strength, there were invisible wind blades cutting on him, faintly painful, forcing him to release a trace of sword momentum, which was blocked, this is ...... Wind.

Yang Yan's face became solemn, he could feel that this Xue Ren was comparable to Hu Lie and the others, but it was more than one grade stronger, just this trend was worthy of his seriousness, this was a good opponent.

"Please advise. Yang Yan said lightly, the invisible sword intent permeated out, and the sharp sword momentum pressed the space, announcing the official start of the battle.

Xue Ren's figure blurred, making it inappropriate, and at this moment, a strong wind blew from behind Yang Yan, and he didn't want to think that countless killing sword qi roared out behind him, but it was in vain, and Xue Ren's vague figure became clear again, still standing in place, as if he had never moved.

This scene saw that some disciples were confused, as if the two had already fought each other, but it seemed that they had never moved, but those disciples and elders who had cultivated high could see clearly, at the moment when Xue Ren's figure was blurred, he had already moved, his body seemed to be integrated into the wind, moving with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Yang Yan to attack, but was blocked by Yang Yan's sword momentum.

"Is this the wind? The wind, weird, without a trace, worthy of the wind. Yang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, he reacted at the moment of Xue Ren's attack just now, but he didn't see clearly how he got behind him, and avoided countless whistling sword qi, if he hadn't reacted fast enough, he would have lost this blow.

Xue Ren also looked at Yang Yan with some surprise, and actually noticed that he used the power of the wind, and the attack and the wind could be said to be synchronized, in other words, when Yang Yan felt the wind, his attack had already arrived, and Yang Yan was able to react in an instant, which really surprised him.

However, such an opponent can arouse his desire to fight, otherwise he will be defeated and unworthy of being his opponent.

On the battle platform, suddenly a strong wind blew, forming a cyclone of wind, sweeping the heavens and the earth, as if to blow everything away, at this moment, Xue Ren bloomed the wind without reservation, and the strong wind blew so that Yang Yan could hardly open his eyes, and the black hair danced wildly.

The brilliant sword light swept across the heavens and the earth, and the invisible sword intent circulated around Yang Yan's body, and the cold sword momentum once again pressed the space, squeezing the ubiquitous wind momentum out of a space, and the sword qi frantically cut through the wind cyclone, rubbing out a piercing sound.

Although there was a formation on the battle platform that could block the catharsis of the aftermath, the sound could not be stopped, and the disciples who were close to the battle platform covered their ears one after another, and their steps retreated, showing pain.

It's a long story, but the fight was in an instant, just when Yang Yan was blown by the wind and narrowed his eyes slightly, and released the sword momentum, Xue Ren's figure disappeared in place again, and one after another wind cyclones swept towards Yang Yan as if they had heard some orders, and the space opened up by the sword momentum was constantly shrinking, and even some wind cyclones turned into wind blades to break through the sword momentum and stab Yang Yan directly.

"Ahh

"Whew!"

Seeing that the wind blade broke through the sword momentum, he didn't panic at all, holding the fire sword and guiding the fierce sword qi to stab out several swords at an extremely fast speed, tearing the oncoming wind blade apart, not only that, as if breaking through some kind of shackles, the sword momentum increased sharply, and the space that was originally squeezed and narrowed by the wind expanded wildly, and several wind cyclones in a row were annihilated under the powerful sword momentum.

The sword, fierce, killing, looking at the world, the power of the sword, but also the sword presses the world, sweeping everything, when the more the war is stronger, how can it be suppressed by the power of the wind?

At this moment, Yang Yan's comprehension of the sword momentum went to a new level.

A slightly embarrassed figure retreated violently, and did not stop until the edge of the battle platform, a few cuts were broken in his chest, and blood overflowed, but it was not deep, his expression was very wrong, and he asked Yang Yan: "You did it on purpose just now?"

Just now, his wind momentum obviously had the upper hand, and even several wind blades penetrated the sword momentum, and he himself was blending into the wind, preparing to kill him, but he didn't want the Yang Yan sword momentum to suddenly increase and suppress his wind momentum, and he had to retreat, fortunately, he retreated in time, otherwise he would be torn apart by the fierce sword qi.

After thinking about it, there was only one explanation, Yang Yan deliberately showed weakness and led him to attack, and then suddenly broke out, catching him off guard, and other than that, Xue Ren couldn't think of a better explanation.

Many disciples looked at each other as they watched this sudden change, didn't Xue Ren have the upper hand just now, and pressed Yang Yan's sword momentum to a shrinking area? Why did the sword momentum increase greatly in the blink of an eye, forcing Xue Ren to retreat, and it seemed that he was still injured?

Hearing this, Yang Yan didn't speak, he never liked to explain, in his opinion, it was meaningless, but he didn't know why, his attitude towards Bing Ruoyan was completely different, although he didn't say that he knew everything, he said everything, but on some issues, he would also make some explanations, which was also what made him wonder.

Thinking about Bing Ruoyan, there are really many things that make him wonder, such as his wonderful feelings for her, Bing Ruoyan's attitude towards him completely different from others, the strange exercises that can cultivate the Phoenix Phantom, and so on.

Sometimes he even feels that he is not himself anymore, and he really doesn't know what he has to do with her? Also, Bing Ruoyan said that he would know one day, and when?

"Be careful!"

At this moment, Chihiro, who had been keeping an eye on the battle situation, suddenly shouted loudly, this was not in accordance with the rules, but no one stopped her.

"Huh?"

When Yang Yan came back to his senses, he felt a strong crisis enveloping him, his whole body tightened, his cold hair exploded, he didn't have time to think about it, he moved sharply to the side for a distance, and a wind blade grazed his arm, tearing his sleeve and picking up a piece of flesh oozing blood.

Feeling the scorching pain in his right arm, Yang Yan glanced at it, only to see that a large piece of flesh and skin was torn, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and he couldn't help but feel a little cold, and he was shocked into a trace of cold sweat. He was distracted, distraction in battle is taboo, the battle of the warrior is ever-changing, the victory or defeat is often in an instant, at this time the distraction is not good and falls, Yang Yan has always been calm, joy and anger do not appear in the form, and when the battle is to strive to be engrossed, it will be distracted, this is simply an incredible thing.

And at this time, Xue Ren was even more shocked, was he still dodged by him? Although he caused some injuries to Yang Yan, he was not satisfied, he took advantage of Yang Yan's distraction and the weakening of the sword to launch a surprise attack, although he was suspected of taking advantage of people's danger, he couldn't control so much for the sake of victory, but the result of the battle only made him suffer a little injury, for the martial artist, such injuries were not hindered at all.

Glancing at Chihiro who reminded him loudly, Xue Ren was very unwilling, just a little bit, but he was helpless, after all, at least Chihiro was still a core disciple now.

Being attacked by Xue Ren, Yang Yan was not annoyed, as long as the battle was outcome, what did it matter what means he used? At this point, he demanded so much from himself, and he would not ask others to use legitimate means, seeing that Xue Ren did not attack immediately, Yang Yan said lightly: "Isn't this going to work?"

In fact, from the beginning of the battle to the present, there have been three moves before and after, but Yang Yan also has an estimate of Xue Ren's strength, which is stronger than the white-clothed middle-aged man he killed who refining qi double, if he didn't have a further comprehension of the sword momentum, it would be a little difficult to win, but now, it is not difficult for him to win.

However, he fought three moves with Xue Ren, but he didn't want to end the battle so quickly.

"Who said no, it is not yet known who will kill the deer!" was provoked by Yang Yan's words, Xue Ren was angry, the wind roared angrily, and the wind cyclone mixed with the wind blade roared in the space, and his body once again melted into the wind and disappeared in place.