Yan Beifeng and the others were stunned for a moment, and saw the sword in Fang Ziyun's hand.

When did she practice Ming Sword Technique to this point?

The power of the "Spirit Snake Tail Swinging" move just now has increased by more than five times.

Yan Beifeng's eyes lit up and he understood what the reason was.

"Tian Ze, Tian Ze, you guy actually taught the third layer of the sword technique without authorization. Yan Beifeng had a smile on the corner of his mouth, very cheerful.

There are currently three levels of Ming Sword Technique, the outer disciple can only learn the first layer, the inner disciple can learn the second layer, and the chief disciple can learn the third layer.

The higher you go, the more powerful the Ming Sword Technique can be, and the higher the talent requirements are.

As for whether there is anything after the third layer, Yan Beifeng doesn't know, because the sect master has never said it.

"This Fang Ziyun's talent is really good, at least he is very promising in Ming Sword Technique. "Yan Beifeng said darkly.

At present, among the chief disciples of the Ming Sword Sect, none of them simply practiced the Ming Sword Technique.

The senior sister is unfathomable, good at alchemy, and has never seen her use the Ming Sword Technique.

Chu Tianze's sword heart is clear, and the Ming Sword Technique is just a means of attack for him, and it is easy to come by.

As for Yan Beifeng himself, he is ashamed, he is obsessed with music and can't extricate himself, he would rather use sound into the sword than practice that swordsmanship.

"That senior brother in Zhongzhou may be able to practice Ming swordsmanship. Yan Beifeng thought of someone.

He shook his head suddenly: "What do you want to do so much." ”

Xue Yebai looked at Fang Ziyun steadily, and then said, "It surprised me, but it's a pity that ......"

"Your cultivation is too low!"

A palm slapped out, pointing directly at Fang Ziyun's chest, Fang Ziyun gritted his teeth, and stabbed with his sword.

Ding——

With a crisp sound, Fang Ziyun's sword tip was covered with a layer of cold ice, gradually spreading.

"Withdraw your hand!" Zhen Ayajiao snorted, bullying her body from the side, her sword like a snake.

"Get out. Xue Yebai said lightly, and then a cold wind shook them away.

Fang Ziyun looked at the sword that fell to the ground, completely covered in ice, and then shattered.

"It's terrible...... Fang Ziyun shook her spirit, glad that she threw it quickly, otherwise it would be her own hand that would have turned into ice slag.

At this moment, Jiang Hanlin's face was overjoyed, and he shouted, "It's done!"

A small formation rose under their feet, like the sound of bells and drums echoing in unison, a drum sound shook Fang Ziyun and the others Zhenyuan tumbling.

"Up!" Yan Beifeng ordered, and Guo An and Zhen Aya flew out.

Yan Beifeng's piano sound completely poured on Xue Yebai's body, so that he couldn't pull out his hand to deal with Guo An and the others.

Jiang Hanlin's formation caused the true yuan in their bodies to surge, and they felt that they had the strength they couldn't muster.

However......

With a soft sound, Yan Beifeng and the others looked at Xue Yebai in shock.

The frost continued to spread from under Xue Yebai's feet, and the terrifying pressure swept over, Guo An and Zhen Aya's swords were covered with a layer of frost, which could not be dissolved with the true yuan, and they were so shocked that they threw the sword away.

It was as if thousands of miles were frozen.

Yan Beifeng and the others retreated in unison, and they all felt the cold air on Xue Yebai's body.

"The power of heaven and earth?" Yan Beifeng was shocked, he knew that Xue Yebai's exercises could not achieve such an effect, and the pressure on the other party's body reminded Yan Beifeng of a possibility.

"Have you entered the Jindan realm?" Despite the frost and cold, Yan Beifeng couldn't help but sweat in his palms.

Only by entering the Jindan realm can you contact the power of heaven and earth.

As soon as Yan Beifeng's words came out, the people watching around made an uproar and showed surprise.

Yanxiao Sect, Zhao Yuanshan's expression was complicated, if it wasn't for the bottleneck and delay in time, maybe he would have advanced to the Jindan Realm a long time ago.

With an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, Qingyan said coldly: "It's hidden deep enough, it's interesting." ”

Qingyun Sect, Yuan Feng smiled bitterly: "This guy, he actually ran in front of us, alas, I thought it was Chu Tianze's guy who advanced to Jindan first." ”

Everyone else looked surprised, restless.

That is the Jindan Realm, which can easily attract the power of heaven and earth, and its lethality is still greater than that of the Ten Guiyi Realm.

The disciple of the Youhan Sect had a solemn expression, as if he had already known about this matter.

"Chu Tianze is not here today, so I can only wait for the personal battle goodbye. Xue Yebai said coldly, his gaze under the mask was as cold as ice.

Yan Beifeng's mind changed suddenly, the other party was Jindan Realm, he couldn't contain it, and this battle could only regret admitting defeat.

If Tianze is here, will there be a way?

"Hmph, senior brother is too lazy to fight with you!" Fang Ziyun's coquettish drink woke up Yan Beifeng.

I saw Fang Ziyun put her hands on her chest, pinched the magic formula, and said, "What about the Jindan Realm, if the senior brother is here, he will definitely be able to beat you to the ground!"

"Go!" Fang Ziyun screamed, and the sword that Zhen Aya had dropped on the ground suddenly flew up, still carrying ice chips, staggering towards Xue Yebai.

Fang Ziyun's face turned red, she hadn't yet comprehended the essentials of the Imperial Sword, and she was a little reluctant to forcibly control the flying sword.

"Ridiculous. Xue Yebai didn't care, swept his long sleeves, and the sword was frozen in the air.

Fang Ziyun was about to explode, she gritted her teeth, if her senior brother was here, she wouldn't be so embarrassed.

The senior brother let himself take his place, he trusted himself, but he dragged his feet, that is not good!

At the very least, give this damn ice cube man a little color!

Her brain was empty, and she suddenly remembered the painting that Chu Tianze had written.

Singing Sword Matchless.

Aggressive, domineering, and arrogant.

It's like a senior brother...... The swordsman should be indomitable, is it a hero's act to cower? If the senior brother encounters such a desperate situation, he will not be afraid!

"Peerless Sword!" Fang Ziyun's eyes lit up, and the true yuan in her body swept away.

The sword suddenly broke through the ice and stabbed into Xue Yebai's mask with lightning speed.

Ding——

Xue Yebai didn't expect Fang Ziyun to hit him backwards, but the sword didn't cause him any damage.

The protective body qi on his body blocked this sword in time.

Yan Beifeng's eyes were full of brilliance, he had just seen Fang Ziyun's sword, and his heart was full of terrifying waves!

A tenfold increase......

"Ming Sword Sect, admit defeat. Yan Beifeng hurriedly said to Yu Qingzi on the high platform.

Fang Ziyun sat down on the ground in a dejected manner, but in the end she still lost, and she didn't threaten the other party, Ming Sword Sect, stopped in the top four.

"Senior brother, you will scold me to death when you come back...... But the other party is Jindan Realm, and no one can beat it!"

"Sister Ziyun. Zhen Aya walked over and grabbed Fang Ziyun's hand, pulled it up and said with a smile: "We did our best, you did a good job." ”

Fang Ziyun was preoccupied and walked off the competition platform.

The disciples of the Ming Sword Sect nodded at these people, and although they regretted it, they didn't say anything.

Who let the other party have a Jindan realm powerhouse, Senior Brother Chu doesn't know where to go, and it's normal to lose.

Xue Yebai left the competition platform and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

In a secluded wood, Xue Yebai sat on the ground and took off the mask he was wearing, revealing a beautiful face.

A crack appeared in the mask.

"Fang Ziyun ......" A hint of contemplation flashed in Xue Yebai's eyes.