On the floating stone, Lin Yi and Dongfang Ye fought each other, each with wins and losses.

Both of them can feel each other's trickiness, although they are silent on the surface, but deep down they are like great enemies, and they dare not relax in the slightest.

The two stared at each other intently, and the atmosphere around them gradually became solemn......

A gust of strong wind whistled through, but when they entered the range of the floating stone, they were instantly confused, and the aura of the confrontation between the two had already invisibly affected the surrounding environment.

Suddenly!

There was no agreement, no communication, but there seemed to be a mysterious sense in the dark, and almost at the same time, the two shot again!

Lin Yi carried the giant sword on his shoulder, looking free and uninhibited, but his momentum was extraordinary, as if he was the god of war in the world, and galloped towards the eastern wilderness.

Dongfang Ye had a purple "color" supreme top on his head, covered in mist, revealing a mysterious and noble spirit, and he strode towards Lin Yi.

"Drink!"

Lin Yi exhaled, his shoulders moved slightly, the Juque Sword bounced high, his arm opened a semicircle, cutting through the void, and the Juque Sword fell from the sky and slashed straight ahead.

This sword seemed to have a groundbreaking momentum, unstoppable, fierce and fierce, and the air was slashed to the sides by a sword, emitting a scorching wave of air.

Dongfang Ye was also not afraid, stepped forward, held up the Supreme Ding with both hands, roared angrily, and slammed forward.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

A dazzling light suddenly lit up at the place where the sword tripod collided, spreading to all sides, and a wave of air visible to the naked eye burst out from the place where the two were fighting, and the sound was terrifying.

Some of the monks who were a little closer to the floating stone were affected by a trace of breath, and their faces turned pale in an instant, and they felt that their whole bodies were soft, and they almost sat down on the ground, and their eyes were "revealed" with endless horror.

This level of fighting, let alone them, I'm afraid that even the top ten inner disciples will break in rashly, and they will all fall inside.

This move of both sides seems to contain the power of a volcanic eruption, which is enough to shatter the heavens and the earth!

"It's so strong! If Mu Qing's body and Li Zhenhai face off, and he comes up and uses this kind of power, I'm afraid that Li Zhenhai won't be able to stop a single move, and he will be directly shocked and vomited blood and defeated. A disciple in the crowd couldn't help but swallow his saliva and said with palpitations.

This move fought hard, Lin Yi regressed, and Dongfang Ye couldn't bear it and retreated to the same place.

"It's not easy!"

Lin Yi looked at Dongfang Ye and felt a pang in his heart.

The Supreme Ding is extremely heavy, the body of the Ding is not big, but it contains earth-shattering coercion, if it were not for the powerful sinking of the Juque Sword, it would be absolutely difficult for Lin Yi to resist the Supreme Ding of Dongfang Ye head-on.

Since ancient times, Ding has represented mystery and heaviness.

And Juque Sword also took this path, just opposite to it, and the two sides fought hard, regardless of victory or defeat.

Without too much hesitation, Lin Yi brandished the giant sword, Dongfang Ye made a gesture, dancing the Supreme Ding, and the two fought in one place again.

"Bang bang bang!"

On the floating stone, the figures are staggered, the swords collide like lightning, and the low muffled sound is like thunder, and it shakes out like thunder, rolling up bursts of amazing wind ripples, which makes people tremble in horror.

One white and one purple, two figures, under the gaze of countless eyes, have fought for more than a dozen rounds almost in an instant, the attacks of both sides are extremely ferocious, without flinching, the slightest distraction, will definitely be seized by the opponent, and fall into the disadvantage.

The fierce battle between the two of them was fascinated by the disciples of the sect below.

Compared with the previous absolutely suppressed competition, this kind of stalemate and mutual wrestling is often more exciting and attractive.

And the final outcome of this duel is still unknown, and there is a lot of suspense, not to mention the disciples of other sects, that is, the core disciples of Su Qiqi and Wei Xingchen, and it is still impossible to infer the final winner.

Although the current battle between the two sides looks terrifying and fierce, Su Qiqi and the others know that the two sides have not really released the final hole cards, which is the key point that ultimately determines the victory!

"Bang!"

It was another fight, and the violent aura exploded in the sky, and the air within 100 meters was detonated, and the loud noises were endless, resounding through the clouds.

The eyes of all the monks were extremely nervous as they stared at the pair of figures on the floating stone, and the spiritual power fluctuations around them had reached a rather terrifying level, in this situation, even ordinary Jindan early stage monks would be seriously injured and retreat if they entered.

"Dang!"

The figures of the two were staggered, and a circle of astonishing wind visible to the naked eye suddenly dispersed, and then the two of them each took a dozen steps backwards before they stopped.

After such a fierce and dangerous battle, the two seemed to have a draw, and neither of them showed signs of falling into the disadvantage!

This result made the thousands of sect disciples below secretly shocked. If Dongfang Ye had always been a genius in their hearts who could only look up to, then Mu Qing had become a demon who was difficult to touch in their hearts!

With only a half-step Jindan, it can be hard to regret that Jindan Dacheng Monk will not fall behind, and he has completely broken the restrictions and suppression between cultivation levels, and it is beyond the comprehension of ordinary monks.

The challenge of leapfrogging between monks will become more difficult in the later stage, because for each level up, the spiritual power may increase tenfold or hundredfold.

Moreover, in the default rules of the cultivation realm, if you have a strong physique, a noble bloodline, and a challenge across several small realms, you have a great chance of winning. When Lin Yi's master Lin Qingfeng was in the Jindan consummation, he was seriously injured and dying by Gongsun Guyue, who was only in the early stage of Jindan, which shows the strength of the immortal golden body.

However, it is simply difficult for a monk to cross the great realm to defeat his opponent, or in the minds of others, this is simply impossible to achieve.

The appearance of Lin Yi completely broke this rule.

He became more and more mysterious in the eyes of the monks.

Everyone in the formation, there seems to be no bottleneck in cultivation, and it is rising rapidly, the physical body is strong, there are countless spiritual stone wealth, the combat talent is unparalleled, the swordsmanship is mastery, there is also an extremely mysterious doppelganger technique, the magic of cultivation is comparable to supernatural powers, and countless other auras are shrouded in his body.

This man is like a mystery, a perfect genius!

The more you come into contact with Mu Qing, the more you can feel his unfathomable depth, as if there is infinite potential in his body.

"Is this all he has?" Many disciples had this question in their hearts, but in an instant, they came up with an answer: "Impossible, he must still have hole cards!"

Dongfang Ye felt the changes in the feelings of many disciples, and he was secretly frightened in his heart, this effect was by no means what he expected. And if it drags on like this, I am afraid that the battle between the two sides will be exhausted, and there will be no result in a thousand moves.

As one of the protagonists in the battlefield, Dongfang Ye has a deeper understanding of Lin Yi's combat effectiveness.

There was one thing he had always been puzzled about.

The two of them are completely relying on their cultivation background, and they seem to have no skills, but they are the biggest test of their own cultivation, strength, sustaining ability and many other aspects.

What Dongfang Ye is incomprehensible is that the hard battle of more than 100 moves can definitely be called a fierce consumption, he is a Jindan Dacheng, and his body has been tempered and nourished by Dan Qi, which can ensure a high-intensity continuous battle, but it can be said.

But after all, Mu Qing is only a half-step golden pill, and the Dan qi in the dantian is as thin as a gossamer, which is not enough to temper and nourish the flesh, how can there be such a strong combat power?

The only explanation that Dongfang Ye could think of was that Mu Qing was by no means a mortal in the flesh, and his noble bloodline might have directly "forced" some ancient inheritances of the Flood Desolation.

Although the two suspended the fight, they still maintained a high level of tension, slowly recovering the spiritual power consumed on the one hand, and thinking about the means to be used next.

Dongfang Ye didn't intend to use this way of fighting anymore, it was meaningless, it would only fuel Lin Yi's prestige.

He wants to use absolute strength and powerful means to tell all the monks of the sect that his position among the disciples of the sect is absolutely unshakable, and neither can Mu Qing!

Dongfang Ye took a deep breath, his face was solemn, and he said slowly: "Mu Qing, I won't keep my hand anymore, the next move will be to use the magic technique, you be careful!"

Lin Yi smiled, lowered his eyebrows, and muttered softly: "Magical powers, hehe......"

After Lin Yi listened, his expression was calm and calm, because he had long known that the final competition between the two would not be just a battle of this level.

But the many monks below were all excited, even more excited than the two on the floating stone.

"I heard that Senior Brother Dongfang has cultivated two kinds of supernatural powers, I don't know which one to use this time?" said one of the monks, his eyes lit up, and he said with great interest.

"It's supernatural power again, alas, Mu Qing's failure to advance to the Jindan stage means that he can't comprehend supernatural powers, this is really an insurmountable gap between the two. ”

Haixing pursed his lips and shook his head: "Li Zhenhai also had supernatural powers before, but he didn't treat the master well." ”

A trace of imperceptible worry flashed in Su Qiqi's eyes, and he sighed: "Dongfang Ye seems to have learned a kind of supernatural power that has been passed down since ancient times in recent years, which is definitely not comparable to Li Zhenhai's supernatural power, and the supernatural power is also strong and weak, I don't know how to deal with Mu Qing's trick." ”

Dongfang Ye's figure slowly rose, hanging in the air, and his hands conjured several mudra spells one after another like lightning.

"Boom, boom!"

In an instant, the spiritual power between heaven and earth suddenly churned violently, quickly gathering towards Dongfang Ye's hands, and in an instant, a faint power that shook the void burst out from his palms, which was moving.

This supernatural power quickly condensed in the sky above Dongfang Ye's head, faintly conjuring up a cloud of purple qi, floating from the east, and immediately after, an old man faintly appeared in the sky, riding a green ox and walking slowly.

The old man's appearance is blurred, but he looks gray, the green ox looks much more solid, and the person and the cow exude endless coercion, which is terrifying.

This picture completely shocked all the sect disciples below, and they were dumbfounded one by one, and their eyes burst out with endless shock.

Lin Yi was also slightly moved, if it weren't for the fact that this supernatural power was too obvious, he almost thought that Dongfang Ye was casting a golden pill vision!

"Ancient supernatural powers, purple qi from the east!"

Dongfang Ye scolded lightly, staring at Lin Yi below with blazing eyes, and with a wave of his big hand, the old man above his head rode a green ox and walked slowly towards Lin Yi with purple qi.

Before he could get close, Lin Yi felt a shocking pressure coming towards him, and he almost lost his mind!