As soon as he saw him, Ge Xinglie untied all the enchantments of the Purple Flame Evil Sword, and released all the terrifying power sealed in it.

His strength now is stronger and more terrifying than ever. But his opponent is also at his peak like never before.

The Purple Flame Evil Sword swung out a bleak dark trail and went straight towards Qin Yan's head. Qin Yan's figure seemed to slowly fade into the air, about to dissipate into the air. Ge Xinglie's footsteps didn't stop, and the fit collided, and the horizontal sword picked up a crack, but he saw Qin Yan's figure shake, and suddenly appeared and disappeared strangely in front of him. Ge Xinglie snorted coldly, and waved his sword fiercely, the dark flames stained the space in front of him, and countless crazy sword lights intertwined into a pitch-black canopy like eternal night, completely enveloping Qin Yan's figure in an instant.

Ge Xinglie didn't have any reservations as soon as he made a move, and after seizing the opportunity, he launched a stormy and crazy attack. There was a sudden thunder in the cave, the stone wall trembled, and countless cracks were cut in an instant where Qin Yan was standing, and blazing magma rose from the cracks, making the air in the cave even more hot and unbearable like fire.

"Oh no! if you continue to fight, you'll ruin this place, stop it!"

"Magma, magma is coming up!"

"Stop fighting, the cave is going to collapse!"

Amid the shouts of the crowd, the two combatants turned a deaf ear. Ge Xinglie is attacking, and Qin Yan is hiding. Two figures flickered in the central clearing, followed by a rumbling thunder, and wherever they struck, the ground began to shake and collapse, cracking.

The roof of the cave and the rock wall were falling with rubble, and the entire mountain was trembling, as if it were really about to collapse.

Under such circumstances, Qin Yan never made a move, but just walked quietly under the Song Xing Fierce Sword. He was observing Ge Xinglie's sword momentum, and under the Heavenly Eye and Fate, no flaws could escape his eyes. Even if Ge Xinglie himself had no flaws, Qin Yan believed that he would definitely be able to find a way to make him flawed.

His figure sometimes blurred into an afterimage, sometimes condensed into a substance, and every time he narrowly avoided Ge Xingyeol's evil sword, he saw that everyone else was in a cold sweat for him, but he himself had a calm demeanor that lured Ge Xinglie to chase around.

The depression in Ge Xinglie's chest became stronger and stronger. His body is also as fast as wind and thunder, as fast as a ghost, and it looks even higher than Qin Yan. In the eyes of others, he had already turned into countless ghosts, suddenly appearing from the dark sky, attacking Qin Yan from different directions, making it impossible to see which was real and which was illusory, compared to Qin Yan's weirdness. But every time it was just a little bit closer, he could only wipe the corners of Qin Yan's clothes and let him dodge.

There were several times when Ge Xinglie thought that he could succeed, and even planned to pursue the victory. However, Qin Yan was obviously in a desperate situation, but he miraculously disappeared into Ge Xinglie's perception, making all the sword momentum he was determined to obtain in the empty space, and he was so depressed that he almost wanted to vomit blood.

'It's not just a miracle!'

Ge Xinglie's breathing became shorter.

This is not caused by physical exertion, but by strong mental pressure. He understood Qin Yan's intention, which was to exhaust his hard work and force him to expose his flaws!

Grandmaster Tianyuan's power is close to infinity, but their minds are only a little stronger than ordinary people, and there are times when they are exhausted. No matter how strong a person is, it is impossible to go without eating or sleeping forever. The nerves are too tense, and there will always be a time when they collapse.

Ge Xinglie figured this out, but he couldn't suppress the resentment and doubts in his heart.

"Why didn't he make a move! What about the sword qi that left traces? What about the move that defeated me on the top of the jade sun that day? Why didn't he come out! What was he waiting for?"

More and more distractions began to pop up in his head. At first, he was able to forcibly suppress his thoughts, but after the hard work failed, the nightmare leaned out of the depths of the darkness and quietly enveloped him.

With a strong heart of singing, he will never admit that there will be enemies that he cannot defeat. However, now that the facts are in front of him, Qin Yan did not use his sword, let him attack wildly, but he was helpless against Qin Yan.

He thought he should have done it a long time ago.

He didn't even understand what kind of magical power Qin Yan was using.

He began to feel that he was no different from the audience outside the arena, and in the face of the gorgeous and exquisite performance on stage, he could only watch the excitement in jaw-dropping.

He knew he would never be able to do that.

These should not be the thoughts that a strong person should have.

His heart gradually dissipated......

"Why are those two people still fighting, the cave is about to collapse, do they want to die together?"

"This pair of enemies have a deep affection and will not be easily separated......"

"Oh, when have you been talking about the wind and cold! Life and death are big, and there is no grudge that cannot be resolved! After a lot of old grudges, everyone is still good friends!"

"Look, look! they're separated!"

Qin Yan looked at Ge Xinglie who was five steps away, and said with a smile: "Why don't you continue to attack?

Song Xinglie did not answer. He stared at Qin Yan, a dark halo floated behind his head, and a few obscure ancient seal runes slowly rotated in the halo, and the momentum of Ge Xinglie's body began to climb at an unimaginable speed.

It felt like the awakening of an ancient sleeping dragon, which made the heavens and the earth change color as soon as he raised his head, and brought the doom of destroying the country and the species in his breath. He exuded an extremely dangerous aura from his body, and gradually occupied the cave, accumulating more and more thick, making people involuntarily begin to tremble.

"Killing Dao! You really chose the Killing Dao!" Although Qin Yan didn't recognize the Dao characters behind Ge Xinglie's head, he could also guess a few points from the pure bloody killing intent.

Ge Xinglie did not speak. He had been cornered, otherwise he would never be willing to expose his Dao in public. The anger in his heart cannot be expressed in words.

What he didn't see was that Haochen Gang, who had cracked the mechanism in the distance behind, suddenly turned around, looked at his back in the dark, and sighed silently.

In the eyes of everyone, the scene around Ge Xinglie gradually began to distort, light and shadow began to turn upside down, and before he could make a move, a thunderous sword roar sounded in people's ears, making people's ears and drums roar, and qi and blood could not control themselves. This illusion and auditory hallucination originated in the depths of their souls, and it was a projection of the Great Dao sense in their consciousness, which could not be eliminated by any spell, and only by avoiding it far away could the stress be slightly reduced.

"Yes, yes, it still looks quite scary!" Qin Yan stroked his palm and smiled.

Unlike Ge Xinglie, Qin Yan didn't want to expose his heels in front of everyone, so he used his divine soul to resist the whistling magic sound, still looking casual.