Lin Yao's gaze swept over the nine people who were fighting fiercely, his face was struggling, he bit his lip tightly, and his face turned pale!

Suddenly, Lin Yao let out a clear roar, the long sword was unsheathed, and his figure flashed, rushing towards Han Xiuyuan and the four of them on the north side of the ring!

Seeing this, Yang Zheng's faces changed slightly, and Lin Yao had already stabbed Zhenluo with a sword!

"Lin Yao, does your Lin family want to help the scattered cultivation and make enemies of the three sects and six great families?"

When Lin Yao came, Zhenluo had to give up attacking Han Xiuyuan, and the soft sword shook slightly, like a spiritual snake, roaring towards Lin Yao's long sword. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What a family of loose cultivators!"

Lin Yao snorted softly: "It's a competition in the ring, my goal is to defeat all of you!"

Angry with a shot, Lin Yao instantly forced Zhenluo to retreat constantly, and while speaking, the two of them had already broken away from Yang Zheng and fought in the open space of the ring!

On the stone steps, Lin Caicheng looked at Lin Yao and finally made a move, but there was a smile on his face, stroking his beard, and nodding slightly.

"Lin Yao finally figured it out!"

Beside Lin Caicheng, Xing Huayu also smiled and nodded.

"Yes, this girl has always had a good understanding!"

Lin Caicheng also looked very happy, nodded with a smile and said: "If she really doesn't make a move, she will definitely have demons in her heart, and it will be difficult to advance in this life!"

"But once she figures it out, she will definitely be in a good mood, and her achievements in the future are limitless!"

Xinghua smiled and said, "Brother Caicheng, congratulations, you have a successor to your mantle!"

"Hahaha!"

Lin Caicheng couldn't help laughing heartily!

In the center of the ring, Jian Qingyu swung the golden mangsword with a sword, turned his hand and flirted a sword, and slashed towards Yang Xuying's neck.

Yang Xuying swung his sword and slashed obliquely, swinging away the Tianyan Sword, and then the sword momentum changed, changing from slashing to sweeping, sweeping the waist of the sword Qingyu!

Jian Qingyu held the sword in his right hand to protect his waist, his body turned around, approaching Yang Xuying, and his left hand held the sword scabbard and swept towards Yang Xuying's face.

Yang Xuying's left hand was palmed, slapped on the scabbard, and the golden sword in his right hand was like a spiritual snake coming out of a hole, stabbing at the chest of Jian Qingyu!

Jian Qingyu hurriedly retreated, Yang Xuying's sword move changed again, and Jin Mangjian grabbed the sword flower and continued to stab at Jian Qingyu.

Jian Qingyu's footsteps paused, and the Tianyan Sword in his hand also picked up the sword flower and stabbed Yang Xuying!

"Bell ......"

The sound of gold and iron clashing kept coming.

Immediately afterwards, Jian Qingyu and Yang Xuying struck each other again, and the two of them withdrew and retreated, and settled again!

Yang Xuying glanced at Zhenwu and the others, his face became more and more solemn, his eyes stared at Jian Qingyu, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect you to make such progress in just a few days!"

Jian Qingyu smiled slightly, but did not answer, the Tianyan Sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and the aura around his body slowly rose again.

Seeing this, Yang Xuying smiled coldly, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Jian Qingyu again.

"Even if you break through to the Innate Realm, you are still not my opponent!"

The voice echoed in the ring, and Yang Xuying's figure had already appeared in front of Jian Qingyu, and the golden light of the golden sword in his hand flashed, and he slashed horizontally towards Jian Qingyu's neck!

Jian Qingyu was shocked, Yang Xuying's current body speed had doubled compared to before, far surpassing herself!

The sword light attacked, and Jian Qingyu had no time to draw the sword, so he hurriedly retreated, and at the same time leaned back to avoid the sword blade!

"He still has reservations!"

Under the ring, Lin Qiongling exclaimed, according to the records, Yang Xuying's body speed is not so fast, and no one has discovered his secret for so many years, which shows how deep Yang Xuying is hidden!

"Yang Xuying, as a disciple of Daomen Earth Immortal Ancestor Daohong Zhenren, will naturally have a lot of hole cards!"

Xing Yuhao's face also looked extremely solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "But such a ghostly and fast body technique, on the Kyushu Continent, it has never been heard of in the past and present, where did Yang Xuying learn it?"

The Kyushu Continent, throughout the ages, has focused on swordsmanship, and the body techniques are all used in conjunction with swordsmanship, but Yang Xuying's body technique has already surpassed the speed of swordsmanship, which is weird and fast, and it is already independent of swordsmanship.

This kind of trick has never been available in the mainland, where did Yang Xuying learn it?

Not only Xing Chenghao, but everyone watching the battle was puzzled and secretly frightened!

Although he leaned back in time to avoid the sword, Jian Qingyu still felt a slight stinging pain in his neck, and a trace of blood came out!

Yang Xuying also noticed that the sword just now failed to work, and after a pause, he turned around and slashed at Jian Qingyu's neck!

Jian Qingyu's body turned back, and when he noticed that the sword blade was attacking again, his arm shook, and the Tianyan Sword flicked violently, and Jian Qingyu flew upside down into the sky.

"Bell!"

The sword light of the golden mangsword flashed, and it staggered with the Tianyan sword that was retracted upward!

Yang Xuying's feet were slightly together, and he jumped up, and the golden sword pierced the sky, chasing the sword Qingyu and stabbing again!

However, as soon as Yang Xuying jumped up, the Tianyan Sword in Jian Qingyu's hand suddenly retracted its scabbard, and even the aura around it quickly fell silent.

"He wants to use the sword drawing technique?" Yang Xuying was slightly stunned, and was surprised in his heart, but when he saw a smile on Jian Qingyu's face, he couldn't help but sink in his heart.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Yang Xuying saw Jian Qingyu's body sink suddenly, facing the blade of the Golden Mangjian and falling down.

"Boom!"

The Tianyan Sword was unsheathed in an instant!

With a flash of sword light, the Tianyan Sword slashed at the Golden Mang Sword!

A huge force came, and Yang Xuying's newly jumped figure fell at a faster speed, smashing heavily on the bluestone ring.

Then, the sword Qingyu's figure continued to fall, and the Tianyan Sword held the sword flower and quickly stabbed at Yang Xuying.

The sword light attacked, but Yang Xuying did not accept the move, his body gradually dissipated in the sword light, and Jian Qingyu also fell into the ring, but his face changed suddenly.

"Afterimage!"

Jian Qingyu suddenly found that what dissipated under his sword light was just an afterimage.

At this moment, Jian Qingyu sensed the attack of the sharp sword blade, and without thinking about it, he turned around and slashed at the Jinmang Sword!

"Bell!"

The loud sound of gold and iron clashing spread throughout the ring, and Jian Qingyu was shocked and retreated several steps, but it steadily blocked Yang Xuying's sword.

"You can catch my sword!"

Yang Xuying looked at Jian Qingyu with some surprise, his eyes became more and more solemn, the more he fought with Jian Qingyu, the more he felt that Jian Qingyu was unfathomable!

"You're really fast!"

Jian Qingyu touched his neck, looked at the blood stains on his fingers, and said with a light smile: "But it's not enough to beat me!"

Having said that, Jian Qingyu couldn't help but be vigilant in his heart, Yang Xuying's figure just now was indeed so fast that he couldn't see it clearly.

Fortunately, his soul has barely reached the Golden Soul Body, although it is limited to cultivation and other factors, and his spiritual sense cannot be separated from his body, but his perception is far beyond ordinary people.

Yang Xuying's speed is indeed very fast, but his swordsmanship has still not reached the swordless realm, as soon as the long sword comes out, the sword edge is sharp, and before he gets close, Jian Qingyu can detect it.

With Jian Qingyu's swordsmanship cultivation without a move, even though Yang Xuying is as fast as a ghost, his sword is still difficult to hurt Jian Qingyu.

"Good!"

Seeing that Jian Qingyu was so confident, Yang Xuying smiled coldly and said, "Then you can try my "Wind Shadow Step" body technique!"

"Wind Shadow Walk?"

Jian Qingyu was secretly shocked in his heart, there was still such a magical "body method" cultivation method on the Kyushu Continent!

With static braking, Jian Qingyu relies on superhuman perception ability, although it can block Yang Xuying's sword blade, but it is also very difficult to defeat Yang Xuying!

As soon as Yang Xuying's words fell, his figure flashed again, and he stabbed at Jian Qingyu again with the golden mangsword in his hand, and the figure standing on the opposite side slowly dissipated!

"On the right!"

With his keen perception, Jian Qingyu immediately noticed that there was a sharp sword blade on the right side of his body.

Immediately, without hesitation, a sword stabbed out, the sword light flashed, the Tianyan Sword and the Golden Mang Sword collided violently, the fierce wind swept away, and the afterimage of Yang Xuying was instantly dispersed!

Jian Qingyu's face was calm, and he collected his sword and then stabbed out again!

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

The sound of gold and iron clashing is also endless, the ring is full of Yang Xuying's afterimage, and in the center of the strong wind, the sword Qingyu is immovable, the Tianyan Sword is constantly repeating the action of closing the sword and stabbing the sword, and the bluestone ring under his feet is already full of cracks.

"They are so fast! I can only see the shadows of the sword in the sky, and I can't see them making a move at all!"

Lin Qiongling couldn't take her eyes off it, and she was extremely excited!

"Their swords are too fast, I can only see their swords clearly, but I am afraid that I can't catch a single move!"

Starfall nodded and exclaimed.

"Forget it! You're just a beginner, and you're still 108,000 miles away from them!"

Lin Qiongling pursed her lips and said, but her eyes were still firmly fixed on the sword Qingyu in the strong wind.

"What's wrong with the first innate entry? Isn't Brother Yuqing also a new congenital!"

Xing Chenghao said angrily: "If Miss Lin Yao knew that you only cared about watching Brother Yuqing, you didn't care about her competition......

"What do you mean I don't care about her competition!"

Lin Qiongling pursed her lips and said, "With Senior Sister Lin Yao's cultivation, then Zhenluo will be defeated sooner or later, do you still need to see it!"

Xing Chenghao froze for a moment, smiled bitterly, turned his gaze to Lin Yao and Zhen Luo, and said in a low voice: "It seems that the winner is indeed going to be decided!"