Many Qingyang male disciples stumbled and fought, looking at Ye Yu angrily one by one, some scolded, greeting Ye Yu's ancestors for several generations, some were gearing up, if they hadn't coveted the purple-clothed elder, they would have rushed to the battle platform and trampled Ye Yu into flesh, and some of them stared closely at Bai Lian'er's suddenly exposed beautiful legs for a long time, fascinated, nosebleeds, in short, all living beings were in a hurry, and the fire battle platform was boiling!

Bai Lian'er's cold gaze shot in, and she flew up, "Dao Qing Xuanjing, Shen Liliujie, Prison Dragon Technique", the sword light flashed towards Ye Yu, conveying an oath that he would definitely be a thief with his hand, and he would be disgraced with blood!

Ye Yu looked at Bai Lian'er's jade face flushed and angry, and hurriedly avoided the words in his mouth: "Senior Sister Lian'er, I really didn't mean it, besides, you burned it yourself······· It's really not my business."

When Bai Lian'er heard this, she was even more angry: "Obscene thief, shut up!" The long sword flew in, and the move was ruthless, and Ye Yu must be broken into pieces.

"Dao Qing Xuanjing, Shen Li Liujie, Dragon Prison Technique", Ye Yu had no choice but to make a move, and the fiery red fist aura shrouded it, resisting the sword light.

"Oh my God, they actually use the same exercises at the same time, and both of them have reached the point of the Divine Separation Mission."

"It's incredible, this leaf fish actually has such a cultivation, this ······"

Bai Lian'er's long sword took off her hand, and one after another sword qi flew out, but Ye Yu used her body to resist the sword, rushing straight over, and the nine-turn chain fist turned into wisps of Dao qi to meet it.

"Crackling ·····" Dao Qi and Sword Qi collided violently together, the white mist was stacked, and the sound kept coming out, Ye Yu was ruthless that if he didn't defeat her, it was estimated that he would not have much certainty of survival, and the lightning step phantom flashed like a wisp of sword qi and rushed towards Bai Lian'er, and the nine-turn chain fist was extremely domineering.

At this moment, Mu Yuhua looked horrified, looked at Ye Yu's fist technique, and muttered to herself: "Brother Ye Yu, is it you?"

The purple-clothed elders who saw this phenomenon were dumbfounded: "What? Lian'er is about to be defeated?"

"Good!" shouted the thin man, clapping his hands below.

Mu Xiuxu used his relationship with Mu Yuhua to get close to a woman in white in Huixing Peak, it was another beautiful woman who had followed Xuan Miaozi before in addition to Mu Yuhua and Bai Lian'er, and the faces of the male disciples in Qingyang around him were more and more ugly, and they stared at Mu Xiuxu with jealousy.

A solemn look appeared on Xuan Miaozi's forehead, looking at Ye Yu's fierce fist style approaching Bai Lian'er, he was secretly surprised in his heart, this time he arranged Bai Lian'er on the Bingding Fire Battle Stage, thinking that he could win two championships in a row this time, and when the time comes, the battle for the five crowns will have an extra chance of winning, who would have thought that he would encounter such a tricky opponent in the first game.

At this time, the white lotus was not allowed to be full of faces, and looked coldly at Ye Yu, who was approaching!

Ye Yu strode into a meteor, like a phantom, a pair of blood-red fists condensed infinite battle intent, he had to win!

When he was only half a zhang away from him, he shot with a long fist, and the domineering nine-turn chain fist shone brightly, hitting Bai Lian'er with one blow, without any flaws!

Bai Lian'er's eyebrows were raised, the corners of her mouth sneered, seeing that Ye Yu had arrived at the place in front of her, she suddenly made a move, the cold light on her jade hand was great, and a long sword that was as clear as snow appeared in her hand, and the cold air was curling in the middle, and the hissing sword roared through the sky, and the cold sword qi flew out.

A cold light took a photo, the blood arc flew, the green clothes on Ye Yu's chest were shattered inch by inch, and flew out several feet, dripping blood was exposed, instantly dyed a large piece of red clothes, staring at Bai Lian'er with a cold expression.

"No, senior sister!" Mu Yuhua shouted at Bai Lian'er on the stage, heartbreaking!

Xuan Miaozi stroked her chest and said to herself, "It's so dangerous·····" Suddenly turned his head and didn't know why, so he looked at Mu Yuhua beside him.

The audience watched Ye Yu fly out upside down, and they were stunned, and someone in Huo Di shouted: "Cold reward? One of the eight swords of Qingyang, Xuan Miaozi really values Bai Lian'er, and even uses the divine sword."

Ye Yu staggered, knelt on one knee on the ground, only to feel that the cold air did not penetrate the bone marrow, he was lightheaded, and he was dizzy, and a resolute voice welled up in his heart: "No, I can't lose." ”

There was an uproar in the audience, "Ye Ziyu is going to lose after all."

"Senior Sister Lian'er is worthy of being on the same level as Yan Huairen, and this method is only afraid of being against the disciples of the ink clothes, and it is not much worse."

"Ye Ziyu will eventually be hated, it is difficult for Yun Qifeng to come up with a genius, and he was strangled like this!"

Hurry Liuqi looked anxious, unwillingly looked at the scene on the stage, his heart was like a knife, he waited for three years to raise his eyebrows and rise strongly, but he never thought that the end would still end, Huo Di was stunned.

In front of everyone's eyes, the young man in Tsing Yi staggered to stand up, and the audience was dumbfounded, Xuan Miaozi's expression changed greatly and stood up, looking at the young man who stood up again on the stage, his eyes were full of doubts.

The Han Reward Divine Sword in Bai Lian'er's hand was agile and empty, and she didn't know why there was a wisp of unbearability in her heart.

Ye Yu took out a handful of pills from his arms and threw them all into his mouth, this is the first time that the purple-clothed elders have seen this way of taking medicine, "What is this guy doing, dozens of pills are all thrown into his mouth, even the lowest quality Nine Rank Pill can't stand it for ordinary monks to eat like this?"

But Ye Yu can stand it, because he is not ordinary!

Ye Yu shook his head and looked at the white lotus in the distance, the white lotus was still distracted, and said to himself lightly: "He, he won't die, right?"

At this moment, she found that the young man in front of her actually stood up from under the Han Xiang Sword, and she didn't feel a warm heart, for the first time, because of a young man, her heart was pounding.

Ye Yu shook his head and grinned: "You have molested others, and you still want to kill them, senior sister, this is not fair."

"Shut up!" Bai Lian'er immediately looked cold, thinking of the words explained by the master in her heart, this competition is very important, and she must be foolproof and win the championship in one fell swoop, and secretly said in her heart: "You, don't blame me!"

The Han Xiang Divine Sword broke through the air, the white lotus pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the sword shadow of the Han Xiang Divine Sword flashed and immediately transformed into four sword shapes, shooting towards Ye Yu from the four directions of southeast, south, northwest, and north.

"What? Transfiguration of the four forms, using the cultivation of the white lotus to use this method, isn't this the same fate, this kid is too bold," Guang Chengzi, who was standing in the air, saw the clue. Transfiguration of the four styles, the secret method of the Qingyang Imperial Sword, can only be used stably when it comes to the three monks of Xiangsheng, if the cultivation is not enough, while killing the enemy, it will also be eaten by the sword qi, damaging the original spirit, less will be seriously injured, and more will be disabled.

This scene made the purple-clothed elders dumbfounded, the younger generation was really beyond their expectations, and the two young disciples on the field were even more amazing, this was probably the most amazing competition in the history of the Qingyang Martial Arts Association.

The cold light flashed, the sword aura was pressing, and the terrifying coercion struck, and Ye Yu panicked in his heart when facing the great enemy for the first time.

"No!", Ye Yu shouted, the Nirvana strokes flew in the air, one by one, and the brilliance shimmered in the void, "Nirvana Divine Shield, block!", the strokes condensed into four illusory shields, blocking the flying sword shape, calcium carbide sparks, and the sword hit the Dao pattern and burst out wisps of sparks.

The sword has a spirit, and the sword and the master have a spirit, bursting out with endless battle intent, the sword roars into the sky, and the Dao pattern shatters in an instant, turning into a curling mist.

"What, this kid is still a Dao Pattern Scholar?", the purple-clothed elder next to him was stunned for a while, the strange method of absorbing flames, the cultivation of Shen Liuliujie, a lot of pills, and the strange Dao pattern technique, what else was the young man in front of him hiding? However, ····· The Dao Pattern couldn't withstand the impact of the sword shape, and the Divine Shield shattered, turning into a curling Dao Qi and disappearing.

"It's now, rush!" A jet-black long sword flew out, the young man in Tsing Yi flew up with the hilt of the sword, and then turned around, from top to bottom, holding an ink-colored long sword in his hand, and the sword arc burst out and hit the four sword shapes below, the black mist and the white cold air were entangled, as if one side was going to swallow the other, setting off a monstrous sword, the audience was boiling, and the dazzling sword light pierced the eyes.