Lu Yi didn't care what was going on in the audience, he just wanted to kill He Yan, he hadn't practiced this sound method to the third realm, so it was inevitable that he couldn't control the sound method, and he fought with He Yan's magic weapon, he withdrew and flashed left, and the sword was inserted back into the scabbard again.

He Yan saw Lu Yi put the sword into the sheath, his heart tightened, and he immediately closed his hearing, even if he used his spiritual power to protect his ears with the sword just now, it was useless, he could only choose to close his hearing to defend, even if this would reduce his combat power a lot, but there was no other way at present.

Lu Yi dodged the attack, and then pulled out the bamboo sword, and the sound of the sword sounded, but it seemed to be useless.

"Closed the sense of hearing", Lu Yi saw that the sound of the sword could not be affected, the sword path changed, and the whole person turned into three afterimages, and attacked out erratically.

He Yan had already recovered from the sound of killing at this time, his momentum changed, and he was caught off guard by Lu Yi's first sword, his angry step bounced up and stretched out his hand to suck back the magic sword, and fought with the chaotic afterimage sword.

Although the realm is higher than Lu Yi, due to the closed sense of hearing, only relying on the eyes to fight, for a while, the sword is dazzling, no matter what is equal, both sides have tried their best to fight together.

Bai Mian saw that He Yan didn't wear a top-grade magic robe, and wanted to rely on his own ability to crush Lu Yi, admiring it and being a little worried at the same time, he gave He Yan a magic robe not to want He Yan to win, but to carry down Lu Yi's powerful sword skills, as long as He Yan was not seriously injured, Hua Shan's face could barely be saved.

Bang Bang Bang!

On the stage of life and death, the swords are chaotic, the figures are like the wind, and only the sonorous and powerful sound of fighting swords can prove that the two are fighting with all their might.

"An ant is an ant, flying on a high branch or an ant, are you waiting for the illusion of the Grievance Grass to take effect", He Yan saw that Lu Yi chose to fight in close combat, and had already guessed what he wanted to do, Lu Yi used the identity of a disciple of Huashan to fight against Lingyao, and the Grievance Grass had long been exposed, and now that the old trick is repeated, He Yan feels that he is stupid.

Lu Yi still had a cold face, how could he not know that the grievance grass had already been exposed, the reason why he fought against the sword in close combat with He Yan was because the other party closed his hearing, he wanted to find a flaw in the confrontation, and launched the Hengjian Dao to kill the other party, but he didn't expect that He Yan was worthy of being a half-step concentrating, although he closed his hearing, but under the attack and killing of a hundred moves, he did not show a flaw.

"Okay, I'm busy, let you see the insight, my true strength", after the temptation, He Yan had lost his patience.

Suddenly, the sword qi of the Life and Death Platform danced wildly, and it was impossible to count how many sword qi were flying, forcing Lu Yi to retreat, and what was even more strange was that He Yan's arm was raised horizontally, and the dense sword qi flew to his arm and jumped, without the slightest impact on the Life and Death Platform, resulting in waste.

"Such a strong way to control qi, so many sword qi, can actually control all of them, it is worthy of talent qi control."

Everyone in the audience was amazed that He Yan controlled his qi so high, and they all applauded excitedly.

"Look at your ignorant appearance, if this is good, then you are afraid that you will be scared into fools", He Yan coaxed from the stands, arrogantly turned his fingers into sword fingers, raised his arm to the air, and shouted: "Sword Qi transforms."

The dancing sword qi fell as he spoke, but in just three breaths, all the sword qi merged into one, turning into a real huge sword gang.

"Ah, the method of transformation can only be done in the Concentrating Realm, Senior Brother He Yan actually did it."

"What a talent for qi control, before the realm has arrived, he can actually transform in advance", Wuye smiled in surprise, he couldn't imagine that He Yan had been able to do this, and even he, the master, didn't know.

Bai Mian looked anxious, he didn't expect He Yan to be so strong, in this case, his purple qi heavenly clothes would not be too much, if Lu Yi died, he was afraid that Mo would turn his face.

On the stage of life and death, the giant sword of the Pointing Heaven was formed, Lu Yi's face changed, he couldn't imagine that the opponent still had such a killing move, and the power was already close to his Heng Jian Dao.

"Mole ant, mole ant, you have a way to live under this sword, you think that if you enter a third-rate sect, you are worthy of becoming my opponent, or are you so naïve."

He Yan looked at Lu Yi in front of him, seeing that the other party's face was ugly, he was very happy, he liked to see his opponent desperate under fright, dying in despair.

Seeing that he couldn't hide his clumsiness, Lu Yiheng's sword path qi method urged, and a huge sword gang that was not weaker than He Yan in the slightest appeared along Lu Yi's bamboo sword, and suddenly, the two giant swords on the stage looked at each other from a distance, and the power contained in the sword gang swept the life and death platform into a storm.

"Ah, it's Jian Gang again, crazy crazy."

"What is Lu Yi's sword style, how can it be so powerful, he is just practicing qi cultivation, how can he launch the sword gang."

"The way of Hengshan swordsmanship has been extinct in Shushan Academy for many years, but there is a way of Heng Sword outside the body, known as the Hengshan Town School, but I heard that it is possible to cultivate only if it is congenital, it cannot be Heng Jian Dao", an elder asked Wuye in surprise, and Wuye didn't seem to know how to answer.

"What a Lu Yi, have you seen it, the sword gang that can only be activated by practicing the Qi Realm and launching the Condensing Realm, he and He Yan have actually crossed the border."

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and then they realized that this was a battle between two geniuses.

He Yan's face was gloomy at the moment, his expression of superiority had just disappeared, and his heart was also shaken, he wanted to crush it strongly, but he didn't expect Lu Yi to exceed his expectations.

"Come on, brute".

Lu Yi was bent on revenge, and he couldn't help but say, he took the initiative to make a move, Jian Gang stabbed out of the void, and He Yan also aimed his sword at the killing Jian Gang to meet him, the two swords were extremely powerful, roaring in the air, blinking against each other.

Boom!

The moment the giant swords collided, although the life and death platform was made of special materials, it could not withstand the power of the sword gang of the Condensing God Realm, and it was shattered in the middle, and a huge pit appeared.

The power of hedging made He Yan take ten steps back before stopping, while Lu Yi took more than twenty steps back, although the sword move was tied, but the gap in the realm and the depth of the aura were immediately revealed.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be able to take a sword from me, but you can still take a few swords", He Yan laughed arrogantly, his momentum rose again, and hundreds of sword qi rushed out of his body, and he was about to send another sword gang.

The audience was already stunned, admiring He Yan for not needing to be relieved, and he could launch Jian Gang continuously.

"Haha, come on, brute, if I don't take your head today, even if I die, what face will I have to see Ji Xia again", Lu Yi's eyes showed madness, he was never afraid, what he was afraid of was that he couldn't take He Yan's head and go to pay tribute to the person lying in the soil.

He thrust the sword back into its scabbard again, and shouted in his consciousness, "Sister Mourning Demon help me."

"You can think about it, once I make a move to launch the illusion, I will be detected by the Huashan Palm Peak, it is impossible for the mourning demon to yield to humans, how can you explain it then", the mourning demon said in his consciousness very urgently, and he didn't want Lu Yi to be imprisoned and questioned because of this.

"Later, I will create blind spots in my vision, try not to be discovered by others, if not, as long as he dies, I will bear everything else", with a horizontal heart, Lu Yi ran towards He Yan's pole step, only to see the afterimage crossed, and the person was almost in front of He Yan.

"You are looking for death", He Yan Jiangang has already succeeded, and found that Lu Yi did not resist without Jiangang, and he actually dared to get close, without hesitation, he waved Jiangang and cut him on the head.

Lu Yi's face was not turbulent, and he held the hilt of the sword in his right hand and pulled it out again, the sound of the sword shook the sky, shaking the ground of the platform of life and death, and the moment Heng Jiandao was pulled out, a huge sword gang rose into the sky and collided with the sword gang again.

Boom, loud noises accompanied by smoke and dust, Lu Yi was directly facing because he drew his sword, He Yan's out-of-body sword gang, although it was more powerful, but the hedge of the force bore the brunt and fell on him, and in an instant, Lu Yi was shocked and flew out of a hundred meters, almost flying to the death platform.

In an instant, the smoke and dust rolled, and the sword spike on Lu Yi's sword turned into the body of the mourning demon, and flashed into the sea of He Yanzhi.

Lu Yi fell to the ground and vomited blood, and his whole body was in pain as if he was about to fall apart.

"It's over, what does Lu Yi think, he actually shook Jian Gang at close range, he can attack from a distance, it seems that he still lacks combat experience."

Seeing that Lu Yi was already seriously injured, everyone shook their heads and sighed, this battle was as wonderful as Zhao Jiangyue on a sunny day back then, but unfortunately it was a decisive battle of life and death, one genius died, and the other genius was born, although I don't know what grievances the two have, but looking at this game, only one person can die to resolve it.

"Listen to He Yan, don't be a killer", seeing that the victory and defeat have been divided, Bai Mian was afraid that He Yan would kill his eyes, so he hurriedly spoke.

It's just that He Yan didn't hear his words, and he was still standing in place in a daze, his eyes confused.

"He's been seriously injured, and you still don't take him down", Wuye saw that He Yan was actually in a daze, and urged again.

And at this moment, He Yan suddenly swung his sword in front of him, and the onlookers looked like they were crazy, but they smiled happily even though there was no one in front of him.

"Hahaha, you ant, this is your fate", He Yan smiled and waved his sword again to the empty hand in front of him, like a nervous disorder.

Everyone in the audience, including Huashan, frowned.

"If the sense of smell is closed, the grief grass should have no effect, what's going on", Wuye could see that He Yan should have been hit by the illusion, but the fragrance of the grief grass had been blocked, and he didn't understand why he was still tricked.

Lu Yiqiang endured the pain all over his body and stood up, seeing that the mourning demon had succeeded, he forcibly supported his body regardless of his injuries, and there was only one thought in his heart, persevering.

Lu Yi closed his eyes, and the last aura of his body poured into his feet and hands, his talent was like the wind, and the fourth realm of his body was returned to the wild goose, and it was activated at the same time.

This extremely fast two moves converged, at that time in adversity, he killed Qin Zhen in the blink of an eye, and now He Yan has entered the illusion, his best way is to use the fastest sword to kill him, otherwise the illusion will be broken, and he will die.

The broken platform of life and death, Lu Yijian's sheath, like a streamer crossing, a distance of 100 meters, has reached He Yan in a dazzling eye.

"Brute, give Ji Xia his life."

In an instant, He Yan, who had locked the victory, ushered in a desperate moment.

"Not good", Wuye's heart trembled, and a small vaporized sword, silently, escaped into the ground below him.

Just when Lu Yi was about to draw his sword to kill He Yan, a familiar feeling came to his heart, and that inexplicable sense of crisis made Lu Yi draw his sword and slash the ground without thinking, and the whole person leaned back with the momentum of slashing the ground.

Sou!

A small air sword was silent, rushing out at the feet of Lu Yi who had just stood, almost slashing against his legs.