It was noon, and the scorching sun was leaking down like magma! In Guling City, on the most prosperous street, people were crowded with people, looking up at them. Looking at the three-meter-high platform, one purple and one white, two figures were silently confronting each other!
During this almost zero confrontation, the man in white suddenly smiled and bared his teeth and said, "In the Murong Tinghai! The chief disciple of the Wuqiong Sword Sect in the Immortal Realm! I hope you are so majestic and have a bright look! You must not be an unknown person! Come on, my subordinates are about to fall another strong man, I am very excited!"
"Hmph!" Looking at the other party's own family, Yingxuan also snorted coldly and said indifferently: "I don't have any background! A young man from a lonely area! If you really want to talk about the background of the sect, I'm just an ordinary student from the Xianling Academy!"
As he said that, Yingxuan wandered around the field bored for two more times, squinted his eyes and smiled faintly: "And, I can tell you with certainty that before you arrive in the next second, I advise you to write your suicide note as soon as possible! Because I will give you no chance to breathe! On the competitive arena, fists and feet are speechless, life and death are fate!"
The reason why Yingxuan dared to ridicule Murong Tinghai so arrogantly was because during the period of confrontation, Yingxuan had completely understood Murong Tinghai! The three saints of the two saints had a scent of the aura, and you could tell at a glance that they had just advanced not long ago! Yingxuan was not talking big! He was able to kill a powerful person with three qi sealing spirits in the state of unity of the sword and spirit! He was the three saints of the two saints of the two saints, but it was not a matter of moving his fingers!
Listening to Yingxuan's arrogant words, how could Murong Tinghai, the pride of heaven, bear it! He suddenly pulled out a three-foot long sword, and the cold light hit Yingxuan, and said coldly: "Hmph, boy! You speak seven points in full! You are so full now, I will give you the opportunity to admit your mistake later! I am very curious, where do you have the confidence to defeat me, a person of the three great saints of one yuan?
"Haha! Mr. Murong Tinghai! You will understand where I got the courage to say this!" Ying Xuan glanced at Murong Tinghai coldly and said, "Are you ready! The machine gun-like attack is coming!"
As he said that, Yingxuan did not give Murong Tinghai any time to react! His body disappeared into the air in an instant after just one step!
Everyone was a little puzzled when they saw it. How could it disappear out of thin air if a person is alone? However, Murong Tinghai did not look at all slack! Yingxuan suddenly disappeared, which made him feel a little uneasy! Because he knew that Yingxuan did not really disappear! Instead, he was moving at a high speed! It made others unable to capture his existence with their naked eyes! Those who could have such ability were definitely not an ordinary person!
Murong Tinghai moved carefully in the battlefield! He didn't move a single step, just like he had to look around the world! The moment he stepped lightly, a strong wind blew across Murong Tinghai's feet!
The next second, Murong Tinghai almost instantly blocked his back with his sword!
"Bang—" A spark flew everywhere!
However, Murong Tinghai was still dancing the sword in his hand wildly! A clanging sound popped out of the air! Murong Tinghai instantly lived in a piece of Mars!
Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, Murong Tinghai is like a madman, carrying a giant sword and slashing the air randomly! But in Murong Tinghai's eyes, none of his actions are now very fatal! As long as he is a little careless move, he will really have no chance to turn over!
"Bang...bang...bang"
Three more clanging metal collision sounds came! Murong Tinghai was already holding the sword in both hands, looking at the nearby space with cold sweat on his face! He was afraid that a fierce dark force would suddenly flash in a corner! Yingxuan is best at oppressing the sparrow battle! Not only is it a physical procrastination, but also a powerful mental oppression!
Now, Murong Tinghai's mentality was almost collapsed! Then he shook his sword suddenly and shouted angrily: "Hmph! Yingxuan! What's your ability to be sneaky like this? If you have the will, stand up for me!"
"Okay! Since you want me to come out! Then I will be as you wish!" Ying Xuan's gentle voice came from all directions after countless vibratoes!
As soon as he finished speaking, a high spiritual cultivation sword with six mini spiritual cultivation swords suddenly flashed out from the void just in front of Murong Tinghai. With a sharp energy, he stabbed Murong Tinghai!
Looking at the appearance of the seven long swords, Murong Tinghai was obviously a little shocked! Almost instantly, Murong Tinghai subconsciously retreated behind him!
Immediately, his arms were suddenly rounded again, and the fierce energy instantly climbed onto Murong Tinghai's long sword! That feeling was like Yingxuan first comprehended the mystery of the wind, gathering the power of the wind on his sword, and then evaporating it!
Yingxuan, who was in the sword spirit, instantly turned into a human form! He paused suddenly, and his deep purple eyes looked at Murong Tinghai's way of making moves in disbelief! His eyes suddenly looked a little confused at this critical moment!
"Breaking the Wind Sword Technique--"
Murong Tinghai also observed Ying Xuan's small mistake, and then he slashed Ying Xuan with a heavy sword full of strong wind!
Murong Tinghai was not too mediocre! The speed of his sword was quite fast! In just one blink of an eye, a long sword of ten thousand strength was aimed at Ying Xuan’s face!
It was not until Murong Tinghai flashed in front of him that Ying Xuan realized! However, when he reacted, he would definitely not be able to avoid it if he had to! He could only resist!
Immediately, Ying Xuan waved his arms suddenly and threw them at the brilliant sword!
"Bang--"
After a clanging sound, Yingxuan was forced back several steps by this sword before removing the powerful momentum attached to the sword! Now, Yingxuan still felt that his right fist no longer exists! When his palm first touched the long sword of Murong Tinghai, he was shocked by a dark force!
Yingxuan's right palm was trembling unconsciously! However, the surface was covered with a strange face! His brows were frowning, and he was still in deep thought!
Murong Tinghai also noticed Yingxuan's current situation! He felt a little absent-minded! Immediately, Murong Tinghai stopped slightly and asked in confusion: "What are you doing? Why don't you fight back? What's the point of hitting you fight back!"
"Murong Tinghai--" Ying Xuan suddenly shouted loudly: "You learned the sword technique of Feng Yufeng! How many people in this world know this sword technique!"
This is not a fault for Ying Xuan losing his mind! The strong wind that he had been alone and had been trained for several months was now being used in the hands of another person! How come he doesn't feel depressed!
"Hmph! This is the unique Fenghuang sword technique that my master has taught! In this world, it is probably only me and I who know it! Yingxuan, you are afraid of being beaten by my Fenghuang sword technique, right?" Murong Tinghai turned sideways slightly, played with the Spirit-Cultivation Sword, and said lightly.
"You pirated guy!" Ying Xuan cursed in his heart. He gently grabbed the slim palm in front of him, and a long red green sword suddenly burst out. Then, he also slightly turned the spiritual cultivation sword and looked at Murong Tinghai with a smile, saying, "I don't know who you learned this sword technique from! However, I just want to tell you that this sword technique is used in your hands, which is simply its sorrow! The founder of the sword technique will definitely feel helpless! Let you see what the true wind control technique is!"
As he said that, Yingxuan suddenly closed his eyes slightly. The spiritual cultivation sword in his hand was waving freely without warning! The wind-type sword-repeating pearl on the spiritual cultivation sword also lit up suddenly, flashing with an extremely gorgeous light!
The sword goes with your heart and control the wind with your heart! Yingxuan will always remember the mystery you have learned! While the Spirit Cultivation Sword is swinging without any trace, a large invisible wind will dance with it, and finally all gathered on the sword!
The spiritual cultivation sword is getting heavier and heavier, and the wind it comes with has also increased value! Without wielding the spiritual cultivation sword, the space wherever it goes will be squeezed and deformed!
Yingxuan's move made Murong Yunhai a little different. Bah... it was not surprising, but surprised. "Isn't this what the master said? Isn't this secret book? How could this kid be!" Murong Tinghai leaned his head and shouted loudly in his heart.
The next second of his eyes wandering! Yingxuan was shaped like a gust of wind, moving like a rabbit to Murong Tinghai! The spiritual cultivation sword full of wind suddenly raised high! It slashed down suddenly! It repeated the script just now! One person cut off the other with a sword, but the actors exchanged it!
Murong Tinghai returned from his lost state, and the vigorous spiritual cultivation sword almost reached the center of his face! Murong Tinghai was secretly shocked! Subconsciously used the long sword in his hand to block it!
The spiritual skills exerted by the magical artifact, the Iron Knife of the Iron Knife of the Iron Knife of the Iron Knife of the Iron Knife of the Iron Knife of the Iron Knife of the Iron Knife of Murong Tinghai were cut off the thin sword in front of Murong Tinghai and slashed directly into his chest!
"Bang--"
The spiritual cultivation sword slashed at his chest! It did not appear as the flesh and blood scene as imagined, but he heard a clanging sound! However, Murong Tinghai was unable to escape and was chopped away dozens of meters!
The whole audience was in an uproar! Ling Xiao's face instantly turned pale and gloomy! Ling Li also pulled a smile and stood up from his seat suddenly! He shouted loudly: "Mr. Yingxuan is the most awesome...Mr. Yingxuan is the most awesome..."
Immediately, the group of guards from Lingjiabao also shouted!
"Mr. Yingxuan is the most awesome..."
"Mr. Yingxuan is the most awesome..."
On the high platform, Yingxuan took the initiative to block these interferences from the outside world, glanced at Murong Tinghai who was already slumped in the distance, and said lightly: "Since ancient times, evil has not defeated the righteous! Pirates can never compete with genuine products!"