Yang Qing and Yeming stood on both sides separately, both of them were wearing white clothes with long swords on their waists, and they were personable, handsome and chic.

One was less than fifteen years old, the other was eighteen, and although his face was slightly elegant and tender, the aura on his body was like flowing magma, exuding a terrifying momentum.

Ye Ming smiled confidently:

"Yang Qing, after watching the battle between you and Xiao Yang, I think our battle will be very tragic, but I promise not to kill you. ”

Yang Qing smiled slightly: "It's very miserable! Maybe it will! But can you guarantee that you will definitely win?"

"Yang Qing, it's not that I'm confident, although you can beat Xiao Yang, but if you compare him with me, the gap is not one plus one. ”

Ye Ming slowly pulled out his long sword and leaned on the ground, and the aura on his body suddenly became ethereal.

"You used nearly fifty moves to deal with Xiao Yang, and if I fight him, I only need one move, this is the gap. ”

Yang Qing plucked out his ears and said helplessly: "Do you know that you are very annoying, and you are showing off how good you are by saying so much?"

Ye Ming shook his head and smiled: "I just want you to know the gap, don't make unnecessary resistance, I have promised not to kill you, as long as you admit defeat yourself." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light suddenly appeared on the left side of his face.

Bite!

Ye Ming raised the long sword in his hand just enough to resist the broken sword that Yang Qing had stabbed, making a sound of metal colliding.

"Today is life and death, why do you need to say more, like a nagging Tang monk, fuck your mother. ”

Yang Qing's voice came, and then disappeared again, and the sword light kept flashing, each time it appeared in a different position.

Ye Ming was scolded, his face was slightly gloomy, and his figure disappeared.

There were constantly flashes of blue light and blue light on the life and death platform, and it could be seen that the two of them were testing each other's strength and tricks.

Seeing that the two began to exchange hands, a bunch of old men on the clouds also stopped fighting, and stretched out their old faces with blue noses and swollen faces to look down.

It is worth mentioning that in the brawl just now, Lin Dahai won an overwhelming victory.

The mad tiger performed well, one top three, and he had no temper when he hit the opposite side directly, but his body was covered with claw marks, which was caught.

Lin Dahai covered his chin a little crooked, and said with a smile: "When it comes to fighting, none of us are afraid of anyone, we have never lost, this time I will teach you a lesson, welcome to come back next time." ”

The eight old men behind Lin Dongxing were all blue on their faces, and a few of them were holding their lower gears, with aggrieved expressions as if they had lost their daughter-in-law.

Lin Dahai saw a burst of comfort on this picture, these third-rate tricks are comparable to god-level exercises, every time you try it, it is really a necessary method for fighting.

Lin Dongxing's hair was scattered, and his face was swollen like a pig's head. He felt like he had lost his soul, opened his mouth with the two front teeth that had been jumped off, and his voice was leaking: "Even if you are ruthless, we will definitely get it back this time." ”

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On the stage of life and death, the two soon exchanged thirty moves, which belonged to the prelude to the warm-up, Yang Qing's actions were fast and weird, and the night light body was elegant, and they couldn't help each other.

The sound of a bell.

The weapons in the hands of the two collided with each other, and the figures also fell to both sides.

Ye Ming's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and a smile appeared on his face: "Senior Brother Yang Qing, except for your sword invincibility, which is a bit of a threat to me, your other moves are basically useless to me, so don't waste time, I advise you to admit defeat quickly, so that it can be more decent." ”

Yang Qing was silent, his face was calm, and he threw the broken sword in his hand, and the broken sword instantly turned into a huge cyan sword shadow, shooting towards the night like a meteor.

In just a tenth of a breath, the sword shadow shot in front of Ye Ming, which contained Yang Qing's sword momentum, and the entire life and death platform was like a storm.

This is the first type of sword light lock shadow in Zhou Tian's sword light, and the power is very huge.

Ye Ming's expression became a little more serious, and the long sword in his hand stabbed forward, and the same blue light and shadow appeared, colliding with the sword shadow sent by Yang Qing in an instant.

Silently, the storm spread out from between the two of them, and both Yang Qing and Yeming were shocked back a few steps.

Ye Ming put away his sword and smiled: "The power of this move is not bad, but it is not a threat to me, your sword is invincible!"

"In that case, then do as you wish!"

Yang Qing didn't want to waste any more time, the aura on his body changed again, if the momentum on his body just now was like the raging waves in the sea, then now it was as fierce and fearless as a volcanic eruption, no matter what stood in front of him, it would swallow it.

The sword is invincible!

Yang Qing's body jumped up, dozens of sword shadows instantly spun around him, and the roulette composed of countless sword intents carried Yang Qing towards Yeming.

The entire life and death platform seemed to be about to explode under this move, countless earth and stones were flying, and sword intent was raging, as if this place had become a prison of sword intent.

Ye Ming put away his smile, revealing a rare solemnity, and in the face of Yang Qing's killer skills, he didn't dare to be careless.

In fact, except for the older generation, almost all people thought that Yang Qing comprehended the sword momentum, but did not know the existence of the sword intent, so they made a wrong judgment on the invincible power of Yang Qing's sword in the grand view.

"How can it be so strong?"

When he faced it himself, Ye Ming realized that he had misestimated the power of this move in the first place, and if he didn't give it his all at this moment, his life would be threatened.

Originally, he planned to defeat Yang Qing without going all his might, who knew that Yang Qing's sword was invincible and powerful.

But once he exposes his true strength, he will have no hole cards to speak of in the future selection of closed disciples, and he will be targeted by others from now on, and then lose his good future.

In the future, he wanted to become a true disciple, and even the dreams of elders, heads, and elders would come to naught.

"Yang Qing, why are you forcing me!"

Ye Ming looked at the sword intent as if it were substance, almost all over the sky was full of sword shadows, he couldn't avoid it at all, he could only resist with all his strength.

"Bastard!"

"Yang Qing, you take your life!"

Ye Ming thought that his dream might be ruined because of Yang Qing, and his originally gentlemanly face was out of shape in an instant, like a madman who had lost his mind, and the spiritual power of his whole body exploded, and even a bunch of old men standing in the clouds were almost shocked and fell down.

On the field, almost everyone exclaimed.

The sixth layer of the acquired realm! Yeming's real cultivation turned out to be the sixth layer of the acquired realm, this news is too surprising.

At the same time, what was even more shocking in my heart was that only Yang Qing, who was at the peak of the ninth layer of the cultivation realm, was able to force him to use all his strength, and this result made people feel incredible.

Although Yang Qing slashed Xiao Yang in the acquired realm, his combat power was really that strong, and even Ye Ming, who had cultivated to the fourth layer of the acquired realm, had to use all his strength, which was really unbelievable.