The power of a sword was so powerful that it caused everyone to exclaim, Miao Miao's face turned pale, and she grabbed Xie Lingyan's hand beside her and said, "Senior Sister Xie, you go and ask Shang Zhenren to let her quickly shout for Ying Feiyang to admit defeat, don't let him fight again." Xie Lingyan's beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of melancholy, but she shook her head gently.

No one knows better than Ying Feiyang the terrifying sword of Fang Cai, the brilliant thunder, the raging fire, and the swordsmanship of the Dao Gate are mixed together, just like the ruthlessness of the Heavenly Dao, punishing all things. At that moment, he only felt that he was fighting against heaven and earth, and even his body and soul were torn and crushed by the thunder and fire of heaven.

Fortunately, half of the strength has been dissipated, so he will not fall on the spot, Rao is so, the power of thunder and lightning runs through the body, and the limbs should be paralyzed and uncontrolled.

Out of control, the body exposes the truest emotions, should fly, tremble!

Swordsmanship, true yuan, and body skills are all difficult to gain the upper hand, unprecedented strong moves, unprecedented strong enemies, the red-haired Ming Ye in front of him, with the murderous power, the unshakable sense of oppression like a ghost, which makes Ying Feiyang tremble uncontrollably.

"It's really-" The hair with flames floated to Ying Feiyang's mouth, and was bitten out by Ying Feiyang's mouth. Suddenly, there was a sound of "fluffy" cracking, and Ying Feiyang's true qi was shocked, and the burned Taoist robe was shattered into pieces, and forced out together with the thunder and fire in his body, revealing his muscular upper body.

"--Happy!!!! "Ying Feiyang and yelled unwillingly!"

Looking at Ying Feiyang, who was roaring like a madman in the ring, Xie Lingyan smiled bitterly and said to Miao Miao: "Did you know him on the first day? If he will admit defeat, he won't be called a sword nerd!"

The heat inhaled into his body then surged into his heart, and Ying Feiyang trembled with excitement, feeling that every pore was going to sing loudly, and the sword met the opponent. It was all indescribable pleasure, and with a hand raised, he made a gesture of "come again".

Ming Ye's eyes were sharp, his head was full of blood, and he waved the sword with his hand before, in order to let Ying Feiyang know the difficulty and retreat, how could he think that Ying Feiyang didn't know whether he was dead or alive, in such a state of going mad, Ming Ye's heart also became extremely irritable, and when the sword was moved, the firelight and thunder and lightning rushed out along the spine of the sword, turning into a thunder dragon angry claw, and the Vermilion Bird flapped its wings, which was the appearance of the Five Thunder Tiangang Law and Zhu Yiming's departure from the fire to the extreme.

Strong moves, mighty vast, the previous sword, should fly known opponent true yuan of the strong, can no longer rely on soft force to dissipate, now the plan, only-

Ying Feiyang closed his eyes, raised his sword to the sky, and condensed the power of thunder and fire into a huge qi sword.

Silently recite in my heart: "If it is ruthless, all beings can be cut, so that if it has no desire, the years can be cut, and if it has no self, the heart can be cut, the nine earths, the nine heavens, the sky is tilted, the earth is leaky, the sun is eclipsed, the moon is missing, all things are not complete, and those who leak from their bodies cannot be cut!"

His eyes widened violently, as if there were thousands of swords, and he should fly forward with both hands, and a sword fell.

"Slash!"

Ying Feiyang has been rarely met with opponents since he comprehended the word-breaking trick of "Breaking the Sky and Cutting the Cloud Sword". But in front of him, Ming Ye made the word-breaking trick useless, and the essence of the word-breaking trick was all in "using me to attack the enemy's weakness", and Mingye's true yuan, swordsmanship, and body skills were all on him, and there was no flaw to attack. Only by shaking the strong and strong, the word cutting trick is the first to appear in the dust.

The sword qi slashed, the dragon and the phoenix danced, and the two huge forces collided, but when they heard a huge explosion, on the green bricks of the ring, the cracks in the Dao Dao spread out from the center of the attack to the surrounding spider webs, and everyone was dumbfounded. "This ...... Is it still a competition between disciples?"

Boom, strength and weakness judgment!

Ying Feiyang took three steps back, splashing red step by step. Although he retreated, the essence in his eyes was not extinguished, and after three steps back, Ying Feiyang took root in the ground again, and did not move, and then the sword was raised again, and the aura reappeared.

Without leaving a moment to breathe, the giant sword condensed out of its form again, and it should fly out with a sword, and the sword light was like a white rainbow, and the power was even greater.

Ming Ye also seemed to have expected that the Jiuyang Haotian Sword would rise again, the sword rose and a huge sun soared, and there was a fire phoenix thunder dragon flying around the sun.

The two moves collided again, and it turned out to be a white rainbow through the sun, and the sword qi passed through the sun, shattering the "sun" and attacking Ming Ye directly, Ming Ye was shocked back three steps by the sword qi, and the corners of his mouth were red.

And the sun exploded, but the fire yuan did not dissipate, but attached to the fire phoenix thunder dragon, the power of the dragon and phoenix was even stronger, entangled and bombarded Ying Feiyang, Ying Feiyang was bombarded to retreat seven steps in a row, half of his feet had stepped out of the ring, and a mouthful of blood had evaporated before it spurted out.

Ying Feiyang didn't say much, and then put on a posture of raising his sword to the sky, and the true qi of the jade void absorbed the surrounding flames and electric light, and condensed it into a sword shape again.

The fierce light in Ming Ye's eyes flashed, he was already in a state of enchantment, and suddenly jumped into the air, his pale face was shrouded in a layer of black gas, his blood hair was like a red snake dancing wildly, and the sword was drawn, and nine days appeared behind him, circling around his body, but there was no pure gas state of the Dao Gate of the Nine Pure Yangs, but it was together with the day in the sky, reproducing the fierce power of the ancient ten days of the scorching world.

Zhu Yiming was also urged by the fire, and the Vermilion Bird Fire Phoenix turned into nine three-legged fire crows, each around a day, and at the same time, several lightning flashes, and he was lowered, hitting the ring, hitting the blue bricks and shattering, and the rocks collapsed. Before the move came out, the shocking atmosphere was already seen, and the disciples in the front row even flashed back, lest they be affected by the strong move.

When the strong move was about to be made, there was a sudden crisp sound, and the cracks behind Ming Ye were revealed like porcelain for nine days, and then they shattered.

At the same time, Ming Ye howled miserably, and blood gushed out from his pores, like a rain of blood falling, and his body fell straight down with the rain of blood!

"Knock!" Ming Ye fell heavily in the ring, his life and death were unknown, Ying Feiyang saw this, and his sword qi also dispersed, and he fell to the ground on his knees, gasping for breath. After taking a breath of air, he grinned at Sect Commander Li, who was judging in the audience, and said, "Sect Commander Li, decide the winner or loser." ”

Sect Chief Li, who was already stunned, woke up like a dream, came to the stage in a trance, probed Ming Ye's qi vein, and said loudly: "Lingxiao Sword Sect, try the sword to end the battle, the winner, should fly!"

Qingyi Daoist got up angrily and said, "How is it possible!"

Ying Feiyang sneered and said, "How is it impossible, when Ming Ye competed with me for sword moves, he clearly had the upper hand, but you urged him to win with his true qi, the reason is really that you are in a hurry to see me defeat?"

Qingyi's face immediately changed, and Ying Feiyang continued: "My eyes have swept over you five times, you have been glancing at the sun three times, I don't know what is beautiful about this day, noon is the time when the yang energy between heaven and earth is at its peak, according to common sense, it can make Ming Ye's skill go to the next level, but you are doing the opposite, and you are in a hurry to divide the victory and defeat before noon, why is this?"

Qingyi sneered, his face recovered, and said, "Good boy, you really have you, and you can see it." ”

"It's not to see, it's to cut out. Ying Feiyang corrected: "These are just vague guesses, when my sword qi collided with Ming Ye and fell, I really confirmed, I don't know if Chang has ever played with a blasting rod, I feel that Ming Ye's body is like a bursting rod, but his own body is stuffed with three kinds of fierce true qi, which has reached the limit of the supreme yang, although these three true qi are entangled and restrained in his body to temporarily reach a balance, but as long as he lights another fire, the true qi will be detonated." You are anxious to divide the victory before noon, because you are afraid that the supreme yang qi between heaven and earth will cause him to balance his body. ”

"But so," he continued. Qingyi said coldly.

"So when I fought the second sword, I inhaled his flame into my body, and I fought to exchange injuries for injuries, and I also had to lay a flame in his body, which was originally from him, so it was extremely difficult for him to detect. When it came to the third sword, his body was pushed to the extreme, and this flame qi was not suppressed, and finally his strength was unbalanced, and his true qi was detonated. ”

Ying Feiyang said it lightly, but in fact, it was full of difficulties and dangers, Mo said that he only saw the courage to fight with his life when he saw the clues, and he did not mention the keen observation of the demeanor of the Qingyi Taoist outside the field when he wanted to fight for life and death. It is extremely difficult to grasp and control the true qi alone.

If a little less bit of flame is released, the sword qi will not be able to penetrate Ming Ye's "sun", and if a little more flame is released, Ming Ye may be able to detect it and force the qi out of his body in time. Only a person like Ying Feiyang, who has spent a year studying how to expel external forces from his body, can handle it so accurately, and he can break Ming Ye with this method, and there is only one Ying Feiyang among the young disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

"Good!good!good!" Qingyi Daoist shouted three times in a row, and praised with a gloomy face: "It's not a loss, it's his disciple, he really has the ability, this time it's our master and apprentice who lost." With that, Qingyi turned around and kicked Ming Ye twice, but Ming Ye didn't move at all. Qingyi Daoist took a sip, bent down and dragged Ming Ye's left leg along, drawing a long blood mark on the ring.

Although Ying Feiyang didn't like Ming Ye's cold and silent appearance, and he was obedient to Qing Yi's words, but this hearty battle also made him feel a little pity, seeing that Qing Yi not only did not heal Ming Ye, but was so humiliated, his heart was furious, and he drank: "What are you doing!"

Qingyi said coldly: "My disciple is not good at learning, and his skills are not as good as others, so I naturally want to take him back to educate him well, and I will be asked by you this round?"

Ying Feiyang sneered: "It is said that it is not good at learning and art, I am afraid that it is not true, as the saying goes, only famous teachers can produce high apprentices, and it is at the root of it, I am afraid that the problem lies in the master." ”

Ying Feiyang's words alluded to Qingyi's non-famous teacher, "That's good!" The young disciples around him didn't know Qingyi's identity, but when they saw that he had been domineering since he appeared, they all looked at him unpleasantly, and they also applauded at this time.

Ying Feiyang saw that someone was cheering, so he simply made it clear directly: "Brother Mingye's qualifications and temperament are better than mine, and he is also born with a pure yang physique, such a good talent, but he was defeated, which can only prove that his master is not as good as my master, if the Taoist chief is better than let him vote for another famous teacher as soon as possible, so as not to mislead people's children." ”

But I didn't know that this sentence just hit the knot in Qingyi's Taoist heart, Qingyi's eyes were cold at the moment, and he said: "You said that I am not as good as your master, then let him come out and compete with me." ”

"Competition! Competition! Competition!" "The onlookers are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, Fang has seen a fierce fight, and he has not yet enjoyed it, and he heard that the apprentice is going to change the master after the fight, and they have followed the coaxing.

Hearing that everyone was coaxing, Ying Feiyang couldn't help but have a big head, and he had the feeling of being cocooned and self-bound, although his master's realm was high, his true qi was useless, and he was stabbed by Qingyi before he could fight.

When his face was sad, Qingyi said: "What's the matter, what about your master? When did you become a shrunken turtle that didn't dare to see people?"

But seeing that Ying Feiyang's eyes flashed with anger, the sword eyebrows were obliquely raised and swept away the gloom of his eyebrows, his wrist flipped, and the three-foot autumn water pointed directly at Qingyi and said: "Why do you need my master to appear in person, if the Taoist chief wants to compete, Ying Feiyang can take the teacher to fight!"