Chapter Ninety-Five: The Decisive Battle

Ye Fei was about to cut off the ice and snow long knife condensed by Qing with the talisman in one go, and Qing bit the tip of his tongue and sent the true qi into the talisman, but the situation on the field changed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

As soon as the light on the blade spreads, the gap has healed on its own, and the blade continues to slash downward.

At a distance of one zhang from the top of Ye Fei's head, the speed of the ice blade increased suddenly, and the cold air from the knife doubled sharply as the knife did not descend a foot.

With a soft click, cold ice condensed all around Ye Fei, freezing his whole body in a huge piece of ice.

Qing's face rarely showed a hint of joy, but in an instant, the figure in the ice had disappeared in a flash, and what was frozen was just an afterimage of Ye Fei, but Ye Fei seemed to have disappeared in the ring.

Brush!

The space above the Ice and Snow Long Knife suddenly blurred, and a figure suddenly appeared.

Ye Fei's body suddenly stopped in the air, and the autumn water knife in his hand flowed down like autumn water, and fell down with a click.

The Ice and Snow Long Knife was cut open again without accident, and the blade was blurred and returned to its original state in an instant.

The corners of Ye Fei's mouth curled up to reveal a wicked smile, and the speed of the autumn water knife slashing down seemed to slow down, but as soon as the knife slashed on the ice and snow long knife, the ice and snow long knife was broken into two at once.

Ye Fei's move was to use an arrow that he had stolen from Hou Yi for nine days, a seemingly simple knife, but in fact, it was condensed by nine sword qi, and the nine sword qi continued to impact the ice and snow long knife like a tide, and the ice and snow long knife was suddenly cut off under this knife.

As soon as the ice and snow long knife was cut by Ye Fei, there was a loud buzzing sound, and the entire knife was instantly shattered, turning into a cloud of flying snow and falling downward.

Ye Fei slowly fell down with the snow, but he looked extremely chic.

The talisman in Qing's hand was dim, only to hear a sound, but there was a small crack on the talisman, Qing could no longer suppress the tumbling qi and blood, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person sat on the ground in a languid.

"What's the problem? Ye Fei sighed secretly.

A beginner monk who has practiced qi at two levels, challenging Ye Fei, a middle-level monk who has practiced qi at the sixth level, is humiliating himself, but looking at Ye Fei, he is full of curiosity about Qing's origin.

"Miss Qing, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, don't mind," Ye Fei eased the atmosphere for a moment, and then said, "I don't know if you have a teacher or accidentally got the inheritance left by the monk, it's really rare that the aura girl of Fang Tiandi can still have such a cultivation." ”

Ye Fei was just curious, but when she heard Qing's ears, she thought he was sarcastic, although she didn't know Ye Fei's cultivation, but it was certain that she was far above herself, how could such a master not know the secret of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land.

Qing Leng snorted and didn't answer, suddenly took out a handful of pills and threw them into his mouth. Qing swallowed all the pills like jelly beans, and his face regained a trace of blood, struggling to stand up.

Ye Fei hurriedly went up to help her, Qingyi pushed Ye Fei's hand away, sat on the ground again, slowed down for a long time before getting up again, glared at Ye Fei fiercely, and got out of the ring and swept out.

The people under the ring only saw the white expanse on the ring, and they didn't know what was going on inside, and they were all taken aback when they suddenly saw Qing Chong coming out.

Ye Fei shook his head and waved his hand to disperse the fog that shrouded the ring, and the referee also felt that something was wrong and discussed it for a moment before announcing Ye Fei's victory.

Ye Fei and Song Xuan's match was scheduled for the next day, so that they could face the final in the best condition.

A day passed in a blink of an eye, and this was the second time the two had met, but both sides felt that their opponents were unfathomable and did not dare to take it lightly.

"Brother Song, please!"

"Brother Ye, please first!"

"It's better for Brother Song to come first!"

I don't know, I thought the two were inviting guests to dinner, and they were humble to each other.

Song Xuan smiled and suddenly said, "Then I'm disrespectful." ”

As he spoke, a stormy attack came towards Ye Fei, and Ye Fei saw that he was gradually testing his understanding of ancient martial arts these days, and some obscure joints gradually melted through.

Ye Fei suddenly let out a long roar, and he didn't use the true qi in his body, and the previous set of rotten Tai Chi boxing started from the starting hand style and used it one by one, as if he was enjoying himself, and walked leisurely.

Ye Fei's moves and styles were extremely slow, it seemed to be the same song used by the Chinese aunt who practiced in the park in the morning, Song Xuan even knew Ye Fei's next move in advance, but the strange thing was that he was driven by Ye Fei's rhythm, and unconsciously followed Ye Fei's moves.

Song Xuan's body soon sweated like mercury, Ye Fei was very different from a month ago, and the last bit of contempt in his heart was also put away, and at this moment he had already fallen into Ye Fei's fist mountain and leg sea.

Song Xuan's internal strength was tensed in one place, condensed on his arm, and his arm was pumped towards Ye Fei like a whip, Ye Fei's wrist was soft, and with a slight turn, he unloaded the huge force from Song Xuan's arm, but Song Xuan finally broke free of Ye Fei's continuous palm like flowing water with the rebound force.

Song Xuan retreated, and Ye Fei didn't chase after him, so he breathed a sigh of relief and gently wiped away the sweat that kept flowing down his forehead.

The place where he had just walked had already left a string of wet footprints, Song Xuan let out a long breath, and he was afraid that he would inevitably run out of oil and run out of lamps after the struggle.

Song Xuan suddenly said: "No wonder the Qing Immortals of the Snow Mountain Sword Sect were all defeated by Brother Ye, and sure enough, there were two strikes, I don't know where Brother Ye came from, but he was allowed to enter the WTO through the Immortal Alliance?"

Ye Fei had a few ideas in his mind, so he said: "My master has been overseas for a long time, but I'm afraid that Brother Song has never heard of the name. ”

"Overseas, then it's not in the Immortal League, then I'm about to ask Brother Ye for advice!" Song Xuan suddenly laughed loudly and was about to turn his face.

Song Xuan was amused when he heard that overseas, Song Xuan himself had another secret secret, and now the people who cultivate immortals are all in the major caves and blessed lands, and those who can walk in the world are only outer disciples, at most they are only two-level cultivators who practice qi.

This world has long been cut off, and all spiritual veins already have masters, how could an overseas sect suddenly emerge, and it can send an outer disciple like Ye Fei, I am afraid that Ye Fei accidentally got the casual cultivation inherited by a monk, this is a good opportunity for Song Xuan, and it is not a poor egg to leave the scattered cultivation of the cave mansion, and taking Ye Fei means that he can get a sum of immortal cultivation resources.

The two used the sound transmission to talk on the stage, but the people around them didn't know why, and the two who were still smiling and talking suddenly turned their faces and moved their hands again.

Song Xuan no longer hid his cultivation, and Ye Fei was also full of firepower, fighting in one place.

The palms of the two of them were full of qi and almost burst out, and they had obviously reached the realm of condensing qi.

Bang!

The palms of the two collided together, and suddenly the entire martial arts hall shook violently.

Ye Fei was secretly proud of when he had improved his skills to such a point.