The second battle is about to begin, and now there are some gaps between the Immortal Sect and the Holy Clan. Xuanyuan Ya looked at Yan Zhi's expression and Yan Zhi's expression, both of which were quite cold.
"Not to mention the battle between you and Yan Ji, I will also fight with Jin Zhan. Today's battle is the real victory or defeat between our Immortal Sect and your Holy Clan." Xuanyuan Ye spoke a big tone, but his expression did not mean to provoke two major forces.
Yan Zhi looked at Xuanyuan Ya with his chest in his arms and sneered, "Do you think you are my opponent?"
"Oh? Do you think you can see my existence by seizing Yan Ji's yang fire and thus condensed into the real sun fire?" Xuanyuan Yi smiled, but there was only a smile in his smile, and there was only coldness and a hint of murderous intent.
"I never said that enough sun fire can bring me victory. Even without the Yang fire of Yan Ji, would I not have the strength to defeat you?" The two of them said and said to each other on the stage, and the smoke of gunpowder gradually spread out.
Listening to Yan Zhi's words, Xuanyuan Ya paused, and then smiled and said, "How can I underestimate Yan Zhi's strength of the Holy Clan? But today's Kunlun Sword Competition must be the first of our Immortal Sect." Xuanyuan Ya's tone was extremely firm, as if warning Yan Zhi, but Yan Zhi seemed to not understand, and said, "Kunlun Sword Competition emphasizes fairness and justice. Now if you want me to admit defeat, I will admit defeat. What is fairness and justice? In the future, I will say that Kunlun Sword Competition, no disciple of your Immortal Sect has broken through the second round, and they are all destroyed in the first round. What will you do?"
"You!!" Xuanyuan Yi was angry, but took a deep breath, and then smiled and said, "Sacred Clan Yan Zhi, I finally saw it. It was indeed inheriting the majestic and insidious nature of Yan Bazhou and Yan Rulie."
Listening to Xuanyuan Ye's words, Yan Zhi's face turned a little dark, and said with a murderous intent: "If you do this, you will only bring you a murderous disaster. Don't think that you are the eldest disciple of the Immortal Sect. Even if the Emperor is accused of the Holy Clan, he will seek tragic death." Yan Rulie is Yan Zhi's father, and Yan Bazhou is Yan Zhi's great-grandfather. Both of them are the objects of worship in Yan Zhi's heart and the objects of surpassing, so Yan Zhi naturally will not let Xuanyuan Ye humiliate him.
On the stands of Leng Xiaoran and others, Leng Xiaoran smiled coldly, looked at Yan Zhi's angry eyes, but felt quite disdainful in his heart, "I don't know where you learned these things, was it Yan Rulie or Yan Bazhou?"
Feng Qi, who had a keen sense, also saw the change in Yan Zhi's emotions, was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "It's really like it. This kid doesn't think about the temper that people from the Yan clan should have." After that, he looked at Yan Hao. At this time, Yan Hao and Lei Hu were hooked up with a wretched smile on their faces, and they didn't know what they were saying.
"Hey, there are more than one person. We can't be too surprised." Lin Er said with a smile, lying on the stands, lying on the sky, counting stars...
"So you will be angry too." Xuanyuan Ya smiled and immediately said, "Let's take action. Since I am a great disciple of the Immortal Sect, I can still treat guests."
"If you succeed and anger me, I will not show mercy." The anger in Yan Zhi's eyes was not as if it was pretending. His whole body was full of flames, and in a blink of an eye it swung out the 6636 Palm Flame Palm Print.
The thirty-six flame palm prints were filled with the surging flames, and the power that came was also quite amazing.
However, Xuanyuan Yi smiled at this and said, "Since you want to play first, I'll accompany you." The Rendao sword in his hand had not yet been unsheathed, and it was just waving the sword sheath. Strips of sword energy sprinkled out, like sword rain, bombarding each flame palm print.
Suddenly, the fire rain fell, the sword energy dissipated, the palm prints were broken, and only the fire rain was scattered. The exquisite scenery suddenly caused an uproar in the eyes of everyone. Yan Zhi and Xuanyuan Yi frowned slightly at this, as if they were watching acrobatics. Both of them were quite unhappy. If this was not the rule of Kunlun sword competition, Xuanyuan Yi would change the venue on the spot and fight with Yan Zhi quietly.
The fluctuations in mood made the two of them even more violent.
The expansion of momentum and the collision of each other make the scene more colorful.
The fire rain fell on the Wangxiantai and did not dissipate, but turned into flame flowers. The buds of flowers actually slowly bloomed with petals while Yan Zhi was emitting the momentum. "It was mysterious and mysterious" Xuanyuan Yi sneered in his heart when he saw this scene, but the Rendao sword in his hand was still not unsheathed.
At this time, Yan Zhi said, "I still can't bear to let the sword be unsheathed? If this continues, you will inevitably be defeated by this."
Xuanyuan Ya frowned and said coldly: "Where is your fire sunglasses?"
"Haha, the sword is used to kill people, and the mirror is used to reflect. How can this be compared?" Yan Zhi seemed to have forgotten the anger he had before, but entered his own sense of control of everything again, which made Xuanyuan Yi feel uneasy.
"Sometimes, even chopsticks can kill people when eating, but the mirror is the only way to look at it?" Xuanyuan Yi still refused to unshelf his sword.
"Hey, why do you have to seek death like this?" Yan Zhi smiled, but still did not take out the fire sunglasses.[
After that, Xuanyuan Yi stopped talking and focused on fighting. The momentum of Yan Zhi burst out far exceeded Xuanyuan Yi's imagination. "What did he gain from Yanghuo, and why did he feel that his power increased significantly."
"True Fire Extinguishes the Kongo" Yan Zhi didn't seem to want to fight with all his might, so he pinched his marks with both hands.
Immediately, a purple-red flame spewed out of his palms, directly covering Xuanyuan Ya. However, Xuanyuan Ya still smiled disdainfully. The Rendao Sword that had not been unsheathed in his hand rose slightly, pointing towards the void, and then used a sword skill. The "Phantom Water Thunder" sword energy was whirling and dancing, like a water lily in the water, the blooming flower posture was extremely beautiful.
However, the beauty has always been dangerous. The sword lights are white and quiet, but there is a hidden murderous intent. Then suddenly, the power of water contained in it suppressed the true fire around it in an instant.
"Oh, it's not simple." Yan Zhi still saw that Xuanyuan Shi had learned the power of other veins, but he still didn't take it seriously. However, today he found that Xuanyuan Shi had also learned the Water God lineage, and thus used the illusion water thunder, which made Yan Zhi have to be afraid.
The water lily exploded and turned into millions of sword lights, sprinkled on the true fire surrounding it. The blue-blue water sprinkled out the purple true fire gradually extinguished. The thunder in the sword light had not yet dissipated. Although the sword light had dimmed a lot, after breaking through the purple flame, it rushed to Yan Zhi in the air.
"Hmph" Yan Zhi snorted coldly. Then Zhang's hand blasted out a flame covering the sky again, and the surging flames directly covered the entire Wangxiantai. Moreover, the flames were red, as if they were baking the Xuanyuan arrows in it, "the fire was surging"
Zhan Shuang, who was sitting in the stands, frowned slightly and said to himself: "Such awesome, but it's just pretending, but the true energy consumed must be a lot. Even if you decide the winner, isn't I still there? Did you consume too much? It's a huge advantage for me." Zhan Shuang was very clear in his heart that Xuanyuan Ya and Yan Zhi were not stupid people, and they shouldn't make such low-level mistakes.
At this time, Zhan Qingyun, who was sitting next to Zhan Shuang, saw the doubts in Zhan Shuang's heart, and said with a smile: "They are in a stalemate. Once who breaks the stalemate first, then they will enter the real battle. Although what they did at this time consumes true energy, there are many magical medicines for the Holy Clan and the Immortal Sect. It is not impossible to restore true energy in a short time. This is the difference between our Zhan Gangmen and them. Their background is too deep..." Zhan Qingyun was quite moved.
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"It's still the same." Xuanyuan Ya was a little anxious, and the Rendao sword in his hand began to tremble slightly. Xuanyuan Ya glanced at the long sword in his hand and said intimately: "It's not the time yet."
Rendao Sword seemed to have stabilized after hearing what Xuanyuan Ya said in his heart. The fire was magnificent, and even a small sect could bear that power. On the Wangxiantai, many people were also attracted by attention. Everyone thought to himself: "It was indeed not in vain. It was no worse than the battle between Jin Gun and Lei Xiao, and it was even more exciting."
The Rendao sword in the "Ice and Fire God" Xuanyuan Ya's hand turned into two, one revealed the cold smell of ice and the other revealed the hot smell of fire. Under the display of Xuanyuan Ya, two long swords flew and flickered in the void.
In an instant, the flames that covered the sky were broken through. Although the red flames were amazing, they could not stop the power of the two swords of ice and fire. At the same time, thousands of thunder and lightning swords were gradually dissipating in the fire. They were less than ten feet away from Yan Zhi, and they could not get closer again.
With a "stoo", the two swords of ice and fire were approaching Yan Zhi. Yan Zhi also felt it. A trace of cold light flashed in his eyes. After a cold snorting, he said lightly: "This is what you forced me... the time is almost done..."
Yan Zhi waved his hands, and the red flames in the sky were quickly condensed and turned into the wall of flames around Yan Zhi. However, the power of the two swords of ice and fire was too powerful, and the power of the gods contained in it seemed to surpass the power of the red flames.
"The sword skills used to use the power of ice and fire to repel each other, Xuanyuan Ya's talent is not inferior to Xuanyuan World..." At this moment, Yan Zhi also saw that Xuanyuan Ya was quite not simple. Although each sword skills were simple, if he had not learned a lot, otherwise he would have been using the magic, and he would have been backfired or even enchanted for this.
"But..." Yan Zhi smiled coldly, "You still underestimate me too much..."