Tan Yanhua smiled but didn't answer, looking at her as if she was in her chest, she saw her right hand shook, and with a "bang", a magic knife with a faint yellow and cyan color was sacrificed.

"The name of the knife is 'Thunder Fire', Senior Brother Yu, please. ”

Yu Feiyang glanced at the thunder fire magic knife, and saw that the yellow and cyan light on the knife was pure and gentle, and he felt refreshed from a distance, and it didn't seem to be extraordinary.

Yu Feiyang secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling a little hot and embarrassed on his face, but finally reached out again and pulled out the iron sword on his back.

All the people in the audience, Tan Yanhua and more than a dozen female disciples of Lei Yan Peak in the audience, their eyes fell on the rusty iron sword.

Silent for a while.

"Hahahaha" I don't know who was the first to laugh, breaking the silence, anyway, after a while, the audience burst into laughter, mixed with I don't know who blamed it and said hard: "What is this like?"

At this moment, even Tan Yanhua on the stage couldn't help laughing, and after a few laughs, she struggled to hold back her laughter, and said, "Senior Brother Yu, you are... Hehe... , it's yours, hehe... I'm sorry, I... I can't control it, this... Is that your magic sword?"

Yu Feiyang laughed as he listened to the people around him, his face turned red, and he couldn't say a word.

He also knew that using this rusty iron sword was too ugly and would definitely make people laugh, but this iron sword was very suitable for him, and every time he used this iron sword, there would be infinite spiritual power for him to drive.

Although the iron sword has such a wonderful use, others don't know it, so what this iron sword brings him is still the contempt and ridicule of others.

The people around him laughed loudly, Yu Feiyang lowered his head, and as far as his eyes could see, all that was left in the world was the rusty and ugly iron sword in his hand.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes.

At this moment, the cold feeling on the iron sword seemed to cry out from the depths of his body, slowly wandering through his body.

What is the loneliest time when a person feels?

Is it alone in the face of the indifference of the whole world, is it alone in the face of all the shame?

Is a person's blood cold or boiling?

He looked up and looked ahead.

At this time, the sun was shining on his face, and no one could see his expression clearly.

The thunder fire magic knife in Tan Yanhua's hand, in the laughter and cheers of the audience, burst out with a brilliance that was almost as bright as the rising sun at this moment, brilliant and awe-inspiring.

As her magic trick was introduced, she shouted: "Heaven and Earth are infinite, Thunder Flame Sword Technique!"

The Thunder Fire Magic Sword was like brilliant sunlight, and it was pressed over in a dignified manner.

A hot breath like fire rushed to his face, the heat seemed to burn his skin, but suddenly in front of his eyes appeared that quiet night, on the stone bridge, the beautiful woman stood on both sides of the water curtain, hugging her lover tightly.

A twenty-six-year-old young man lowered his head, and the inexplicable pain was so intense that he completely forgot about the oncoming light but bit his lip, and the red blood dripped gently.

Fell on the rusty, ordinary iron sword.

The next moment, he was engulfed in the yellow-blue light.

There was a cheer from the audience, and the disciples of Lei Yanfeng were all overjoyed, only an exclamation mixed with their laughter seemed so harsh.

Li Shishu, who suddenly appeared, ignored the dozen hostile eyes next to him, sighed loudly, and felt sorry for this new friend, but unfortunately according to the rules of the competition, he couldn't help, otherwise seeing his indignant appearance, most of them would rush to the stage.

Even the white-bearded old man sitting on the side seemed to be alarmed by Li Shishu and glanced over.

On the stage, the brilliant yellow and cyan light and the rising sunlight in the sky were dazzling, brilliant and dazzling, Tan Yanhua felt a burst of pride in her heart, at this moment even she felt that her cultivation had reached an unprecedented peak.

And she was already thinking in her heart: "After defeating the opponent in front of you who is not looking at it and even not beating, it is inevitable that she will make great progress, even if she wins in the end! After all, after today, she only needs to win four more games." ”

Tan Yanhua thought of this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but show a smile, the Thunder Fire Magic Sword shone even brighter, and she saw the young man in front of her wrinkle his face in pain in the blazing light, and even bit his lip.

Suddenly, at this very moment, her heart pounded, as if someone had smashed her with a hammer in her body.

At this time when everyone couldn't see Yu Feiyang clearly, Tan Yanhua, the person standing opposite Yu Feiyang, clearly saw him raise his head and open his eyes through the brilliant light of his Thunder Fire Magic Knife.

Those eyes that are faintly full of immortal atmosphere!

An invisible and unknown immortal aura quickly expanded, Tan Yanhua saw that the rusty iron sword seemed to come to life at this moment, the sword body began to become translucent, and the bright light on the sword body reflected on Yu Feiyang's body, as if he had completely become another person, a living person full of fairy energy.

All these changes were born within the yellow-cyan light of the Thunder Fire Magic Knife, and no one saw it except Tan Yanhua.

Tan Yanhua was shocked, but before she could react, she only heard a loud shout: "Open the heavens and the earth, the Heavenly Dragon Sword Technique!"

"Brush!" An incomparably dazzling pure blue light flashed out among the iron sword.

In an instant, the pure blue light completely annihilated the yellow and green light invisibly.

In the audience, everyone was stunned for a while, who never thought that an ordinary person and an ordinary sword could emit such an extraordinary light.

"Dragon Splashing in the Water!"

"Boom!", as fast as lightning, the dragon flew into the abyss.

At this moment, all of a sudden, everyone could only hear Tan Yanhua's coquettish roar on the stage, and Tan Yanhua raised his knife and retreated again and again.

In an instant, all the light immediately dissipated, revealing the figure of Yu Feiyang.

"Boom!", swords collided.

For a time, the fire was shining, the dust was flying, and the air was agitated.

"Hmm!" exclaimed.

"Click, click, click~~~!"

Tan Yanhua seemed to be seriously injured and retreated again and again.

A moment later, in the surprised eyes of everyone, blood gushed from the corner of her mouth, and she stretched out her right hand tremblingly and pointed at Yu Feiyang, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything anyway.

After a while, I saw Tan Yanhua's body shake a few times.

With a "bang", the person fell to the ground, fainted, and did not wake up.

On and off the stage, there was silence, and everyone looked at each other, so shocked that they couldn't speak.

After a while, it was the white-bearded old man who reacted first, and jumped into the ring with a flash.