And Song Qingyao on the other side had a cold face, she didn't say a word, there was only a firm look in her eyes, she came this time not for anything else, but to avenge her grandfather, here today, she will definitely kill this Wang Yunhe.

Her momentum is condensed and profound, and after not seeing her for a long time, her cultivation has actually reached the seventh layer of qi refining, and moreover, it is not an ordinary seventh layer of qi refining.

Wang Yunhe on the opposite side is still the Innate Martial King, in the martial arts realm, the corresponding realm of the Innate Martial King should be the foundation building period of the monk, but the means of the monk are much more, so the monk in the foundation building period can often beat the innate martial king, but the seventh layer of qi refining wants to defeat the innate martial king? In the eyes of the world, I am afraid that it is a little naïve.

The mild winter sun hung overhead, and noon had arrived, and the duel between the two had officially begun, but neither of them moved, continuing to observe each other.

At this moment, a trace of breeze swirled around Song Qingyao, and the fallen leaves stirred by the breeze formed a whirlpool.

Song Qingyao pulled out his long sword, held the sword in his hand, and pointed at Wang Yunhe on the opposite side, but Wang Yunhe's face still did not change and did not move.

After a few breaths, Song Qingyao took the lead in attacking, her little feet lightly touched the ground, light as a swallow, and rushed towards Wang Yunhe.

Wang Yunhe looked at Song Qingyao who rushed towards him lightly, and in his heart, he was thoughtful.

He actually wants to kill the other party directly, but this is probably not very good for his own reputation, after all, for a junior, if he kills him at the beginning, he will be criticized for bullying the small, and the best way is to pretend to be a mistake in this ring, and it is better to accidentally kill the other party.

Just when Wang Yunhe was thinking, Song Qingyao had already arrived in front of him, only to see a flash of white light, and the long sword slashed down and slashed at Wang Yunhe's right shoulder.

Wang Yunhe's eyes froze, his feet firmly stepped on the ground, and he stepped on his horse.

And Song Qingyao's long sword slashed heavily on his right shoulder.

Clang!

A metal collision sounded, and when Song Qingyao's sword slashed at Wang Yunhe's body, it was instantly bounced away, and she herself took a few steps back one after another.

"Is this an iron shirt?" someone in the crowd asked.

"It seems to be yes, I didn't expect Senior Wang to practice the iron cloth shirt to such a realm, Miss Song's sword just now is very powerful, it can cut through steel, but under the iron cloth shirt of Senior Wang, it still looks a lot weaker. Another member of the crowd said.

Everyone was looking at Wang Yunhe's beheaded right shoulder, only to see that his right shoulder had been torn off, but that was all, and his body was unharmed.

But after a while, I saw a drop of blood flowing out of his right shoulder, he was injured, although it was a very shallow and thin wound, but he was indeed injured, Wang Yunhe frowned, although it was a small injury, but it still made him very unhappy, because he was injured by a little girl, and his reputation was not good.

And Song Qingyao's face was also very solemn, he didn't expect this Wang Yunhe's hard qigong to be so powerful, and the sword just now didn't hurt him.

She was silent, held the long sword horizontally, and wiped her fingers on it, only to see a hazy light appear on the sword, and the long sword instantly became sharper than before, this is the possession.

At this time, Song Qingyao jumped again, rushed forward, and slashed towards Wang Yunhe again.

Wang Yunhe also used the iron cloth shirt again, but when Song Qingyao's long sword was cut down, he felt a trace of danger.

'No, I can't do it again this time. Wang Yunhe thought in his heart, and then he jumped backwards, trying to dodge the sword.

However, what Wang Yunhe didn't expect was that when Song Qingyao's sword was cut down, it was not in a hurry at first, but it suddenly accelerated in the middle of the way, although Wang Yunhe avoided the vital point, but the sword was still on his chest, leaving a long and deep scar, and suddenly, blood flowed and stained the robe on his chest.

"Senior Wang is injured?

"That's right, the sword just now wasn't blocked by his iron cloth shirt, why didn't this sword be blocked. ”

There was a lot of talk in the crowd.

Wang Yunhe looked at the bloody chest, he tapped twice on his chest, only to see that after this action, his chest did not bleed anymore.

He looked at Song Qingyao hatefully, knowing that he had been a little careless before, this woman could have such strong strength at such a young age, and she was a member of the Song family, so she had to die today.

Wang Yunhe put his hands into claws, slashed a few times in the air, and then took it back, everyone was a little puzzled, what was he doing.

In the crowd, there was also a lot of discussion.

"Senior Wang, what are you doing?"

"I don't know, he naturally has his intentions, it's just that we don't know. ”

"Look, what's that one in the air?" suddenly one of them exclaimed.

Everyone looked up and saw that transparent filaments appeared in the sky above the arena, and if it wasn't for the reflection of light under the sunlight, people wouldn't have noticed the existence of these filaments at all.

"That's it, is it the innate gang qi transformation?"

"It seems that yes, I have seen a senior in a family who also used this technique, but it is far worse than Wang's predecessor. ”

The crowd continued to talk.

The martial arts master uses the strength qi, while the innate martial king uses the innate Gang qi, the Gang qi is a grade stronger than the strength qi, and after the transformation, the innate Gang qi can repair itself, which is something that the strength cannot do.

At this time, the entire martial arts arena was shrouded in countless filaments that had been transformed into gas, like dense spider webs.

Song Qingyao didn't say anything, and a sword qi slashed towards Wang Yunhe.

In the process of flying, this sword qi cut off countless filaments formed by Gang Qi, but under the obstruction of these filaments, it became weaker and weaker, and finally the sword qi was blocked by three gang qi filaments before it flew halfway, and the filaments of Gang Qi that had been cut off before also returned to their original state.

"It's useless, niece, you're very talented, but you're still too young after all. Wang Yunhe said indifferently.

After Wang Yunhe finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand, and with a twist of his wrist, he saw these filaments of Gangqi moving with them, towards Song Qingyao, surrounded by stars.

These filaments of Gangqi, like spider webs, surrounded Song Qingyao's surroundings and above, and the encirclement continued to shrink, densely packed, and the water could not be leaked.

Seeing this, Song Qingyao closed her eyes, as if she was feeling something, and suddenly, a faint transparent film appeared around her body, and when a leaf fell on it, it was stirred to pieces, if Liu Qi saw it, she would definitely know that Song Qingyao was condensing the sword intent at this time, that is, the empty sword sword intent that Liu Qi taught her, compared to before, the sword intent she condensed at this time was much deeper.