"Because of this, you retained your strength and prepared to show your full strength in the battle with me?" Ye Xiaofeng said with a depressed look on his face.

Ximen Luoxue didn't say anything, obviously accusation.

"Then you take action!" Ye Xiaofeng said, narrowing his eyes and staring at Ximen Luoxue. When Ximen Luoxue's right hand was placed on the hilt of the sword, Ye Xiaofeng knew that he didn't want to be bothered and was about to fight directly with him, without the need for those extra tentative attacks.

Ximen Luoxue was dressed in white, spotless, with her right hand on the hilt of the sword, her whole body was shining, like an ordinary person, Ye Xiaoyefeng's breath was constrained and he stared at the other party.

The two of them were like two wooden stakes planted on the round platform, motionless, their energy was completely concentrated, one was waiting for the best time to take action, and the other was preparing to fight back at all times. The battle between the two had already begun.

A gust of breeze suddenly blew, Ximen Luoxue's long hair was fluttering, her long robe was also swinging with the wind, and Ye Xiaofeng's slightly longer black hair was also swinging with the wind.

The light breeze disappeared bit by bit, as if it had never appeared. At the moment the light breeze disappeared, a strong wind suddenly blew by, and Ye Xiaofeng blinked his eyes unconsciously.

At this moment, Ximen Luoxue took action, and a white light suddenly burst out, like a white rainbow swaying through the sun, shining on the sky and the earth. This sword is different from the past, and its light is even more dazzling.

Although Ye Xiaofeng could not see him appear, he felt the sharpness and trajectory that pierced the throat under the sword. Almost instinctively, his body slightly turned slightly, then leaned back, almost parallel to the entire ground, and his body floated into the air.

Just as he flashed, a sharp sword energy passed through his left arm, and a sword energy that was restrained to the extreme passed through his ear without making any sound.

When the two sword energy passed by him, his body stood back to his original position. The two of them fought between lightning and fire, and the Holy Realm masters and some semi-saint-level masters with strong cultivation were not seen. No one else could see what was going on. Many people only saw a flash of white light and then returned to normal, as if nothing had happened at all.

At this time, blood oozed out of Ye Xiaofeng's left arm, and a strand of black hair fell down from his ear, which was cut off by the aftermath of the sword energy.

"Did you see it?" Ximen Luoxue looked at Ye Xiaofeng and asked.

"I can see it, no wonder no one has ever seen your sword. It turns out that you haven't drawn the sword at all. This is your real attack." Ye Xiaofeng said lightly, "What people do not expect is that you can actually make two swords. In addition to the long sword, the sword sheath is also a sword."

In the last sentence, Ye Xiaofeng was transmitted through the message. This is someone else's secret and there is no need to say it.

Hearing Ye Xiaofeng's words, everyone in the stands were in an uproar and did not draw the sword. Isn't this meant that Ximen Luoxue's attacks were directly used with a sword sheath? This is really incredible. How terrifying would it be if he actually drew the sword? Is it like the power just now?

Zhang Chongyuan's face looked very bad and contempt, which was naked contempt. Although Ximen Luoxue took the initiative to admit defeat in the battle with him, he felt that he had lost because the other party was just perfunctory in fighting with him, yes, it was just perfunctory, which showed that Ximen Luoxue thought he was no match for him at all.

Very good, very good. I have recorded this matter. I will pay back this account sooner or later. Now he thought of what Ye Xiaofeng said. Everyone is hidden very deeply. More than two people can defeat him. That's true. Fu Xingyi, Ximen Luoxue, and Ye Xiaofeng.

"The sword of your Ximen family is indeed terrible, and it is hidden very deeply." On the central round platform, a powerful man in the holy realm said to another powerful man in the holy realm.

"Didn't you already know?" said the master of the Ximen family.

"I'm afraid you all want the descendants of your family to discover the sword of the Ximen family by themselves, but knowing that it's one thing, and whether you can escape it is another. That little guy is really good. It seems that I am quite good. I have a good vision and asked him to join the special national organization early on." The master of the Holy Realm hosting this martial arts meeting said, with an unfathomable smile on his face.

“His he joined the National Special Organization?”

"Yes, what? Do you want to use any bad ideas?"

"How could it be! We are all Chinese warriors, and we should be together, so how could we do such a thing?" The powerful man in the holy realm said with a righteous look.

The Saint Realm Powerful Man who presided over this martial arts meeting looked contemptuous, all of whom were old guys, and one was more hypocritical. He was so shameless. Now with his warning, at least these forces would not attack Ye Xiaofeng on the surface.

I have helped you, and the rest depends on you. This is not bad for you, he thought.

Ximen Luoxue stood silently in the stands and said lightly, "I didn't expect that your cultivation has reached this level. I lost. We will fight again next time."

"Okay, your sword is really terrible. If this kind of sword technique can be used with sword moves, I'm afraid no one can escape it." Ye Xiaofeng said.

"If you use the sword move, you won't be a must-kill sword." Ximen Luoxue said, and then returned to his ice seat.

"Yes." Ye Xiaofeng said two words as he looked at Ximen Luoxue's departure, and was about to return to his seat.

At this time, a music that touched everyone's hearts quietly sounded, spreading throughout the valley. A soft and pity-provoking fairy posture seemed to be a beating note slowly floating.

This figure is Liu Yunyan.

"You don't want to fight me in this battle?" Ye Xiaofeng asked helplessly with a smile.

"That's true. You probably didn't consume much true energy just now! Otherwise, I'll give you a few minutes to recover, do you need potions?" Liu Yunyan blinked her beautiful eyes, as if she played a note.

"Forget it, I really haven't consumed much true energy, let's start!" Ye Xiaofeng said and took it seriously.

Since you have decided to fight, you must be serious. No matter who the other party is, as long as you stand on this round platform, you will be his opponent.

Liu Yunyan nodded slightly, waved his slender hands, held the piano in one hand, and opened five fingers with the other hand, five extremely sharp silk threads burst out, each with a sound of breaking through the air, as if able to penetrate everything.

Five silk threads have blocked the space where Ye Xiaofeng can dodge. No matter how Ye Xiaofeng can dodge, she will meet a silk thread. She is forcing Ye Xiaofeng to take action directly.

"Okay, let me see how tough the piano silk you transformed into is." Ye Xiaofeng said, narrowing his eyes slightly, and the movement trajectory of the silk threads was completely presented in Ye Xiaofeng's vision.

He grabbed the five silk threads with one hand, and he grabbed them in the palm of his hand at once.
Chapter completed!