Although he was a little unconvinced, Ye Xuan also knew that she was indeed not Ye Feng's opponent.
Ye Xuan, who walked onto the martial arts stage calmly, punched Ye Feng. Her eyes were calm and she kept observing Ye Feng's condition.
"You don't have to be polite." There was a little more caution between Ye Feng's eyebrows.
As soon as Ye Xuan spoke, he could clearly feel that this woman's strength was far greater than Ye Xuan's. Her cultivation level at the ninth level of the King Realm was only one step away from the half-saint.
"You said before that our sisters' cultivation path is too extreme, which is not conducive to entering the semi-saint realm. I also think it makes sense," Ye Xuan nodded and smiled gently, "If you can live in the duel with me
Come down, I'm willing to ask you some advice..."
While speaking, Ye Xuan immediately took action, and her delicate body instantly merged with the blue sky and white sun. It was obvious that her speed was fast enough to a certain level.
"Catch the sword."
Ye Xuan suddenly appeared beside Ye Feng and rushed towards Ye Feng's waist with a sword.
Since the great elder said that without restricting Ye Feng's performance and having all his strength, it is not difficult to take this sword, but when he assassinated the thin sword in his hand, Ye Jingwen on the high platform sneered.
"Fool." Ye Jingwen was full of disdain.
Any questions?
Ye Feng quickly reacted, but it seemed too late.
The sword bodies of both sides intersected, and the slender spiritual sword slashed on Ye Xuan's sword.
In an instant, Ye Feng felt a surge of pressure and spread along his arms.
This pressure is simply weird!
It's like a Pandora's box sealed somewhere, only when you open it will be backfired.
"Miss Xiaoxuan's use of Yuanli has reached the level of micro-level... She is only twenty years old..." On the high platform, Xuan Tai sighed half-true and half-false.
If Ye Feng could survive, he would have opened his eyes this time and witnessed the colorful cultivation paths of real sword practitioners.
For him, it might be an opportunity.
laugh……
Ye Feng retreated in a hurry.
I still underestimated my opponent.
After all, he is at the ninth level of the king realm and has seven small realms with him.
The sharp sword edge collided, and a hissing sound was emitted. A red light was blooming in Ye Xuan's sword light, and a murderous aura rushed straight to Ye Feng's dantian.
Killing aura?
This kind of offensive method is strange to others, but Ye Feng has seen it while fighting with the Feather Snake God.
At that time, the Feather Snake God had used this move many times, but he didn't expect that Ye Xuan could use it before she even stepped into the semi-saint.
go!
Ye Feng burst out a ray of thunder power from his fingertips, blocking the murderous aura that had hit him.
His figure also quickly retreated.
In the air, Ye Xuan let out a leisurely sigh... This battle may be over like this?
She didn't want to win in this way, and she felt a little unfair.
But this kid despises the Ye family many times and contradicts the Ye elder, which is also his own fault.
"Strike."
The sword in her hand shot out a sword light, which turned into a long whip and wrapped around Ye Feng's waist sword.
Then, the figure disappeared and the body of the spirit sword slashed in the air.
This sword is extremely fast and neat... As a secret guard, he uses this trick to finish every time he erases the target.
She can basically determine that Ye Feng will lose.
"hiss……"
Everyone present took a breath.
Ye Kangye and Wang Xiaohu were eager for Ye Xuan to wipe Ye Feng's throat with a sword.
At this critical moment, Ye Feng, who was still in the air, gritted his teeth and let out a low shout: "Rampage."
At this moment, he had to use the means of running out of the box.
Although "riots" can greatly improve their strength in a short period of time, they will fall into a certain sluggish state later. If they are used too much, they will cause a lot of consumption to the body...
Ye Feng is not willing to use this trick in normal times.
There is no way to fight with a master like Ye Xuan. If you are not careful, you may be killed by the opponent.
The entire martial arts performance stage couldn't help but be shocked.
The air suddenly solidified a little, causing Ye Xuan to express a horror... Ye Feng held a sword in his right hand and swept across the strangling sword energy he stimulated. He clenched his left hand into a fist, and the light shone brightly, which actually inspired a sharp fist.
artistic conception.
The eight trigrams of ten directions,
A fist power with a fierce and powerful wind rushed towards me, and there was an insufferable momentum mixed in it. Even Ye Xuan was shocked by the sudden surge of momentum.
Especially, this Ten Directions Bagua Fist has a elusive pressure that makes her unable to understand.
Ye Xuan subconsciously flashed her body and avoided the punch.
Below, the two swords intersected again. This time, Ye Xuan did not gain an overwhelming advantage, and the strangling sword intention was immediately shaken away.
She felt that in an instant, the other party's cultivation level soared from the second level of the king's realm to the fifth level.
"What secret technique did you use? It can actually improve the third level of cultivation?" At this moment, it was not just Ye Xuan, but even the other warriors on the four sides of the high platform were thinking about this question in surprise.
This second-level boy in the king realm seems to have...he has many unimaginable trump cards.
The figures of both sides passed by, leaving Ye Xuan with too much time. Ye Feng, who was rising in power, attacked and killed her fiercely.
The speed is so fast that every time I start, I drag a shadow behind me.
And a faint footprint will also be left on the extremely hard ground.
Quite fierce.
Even Ye Xuan didn't dare to underestimate Ye Feng anymore, and her figure flashed again and again.
She keenly captured that using this secret method to improve her cultivation would inevitably not last long. Perhaps as long as she delayed it, she could easily win.
flash.
Shining.
"Bang!"
Ye Feng's fist fell to nothing, and the spirit sword could not touch the other party's fur.
Ye Feng, who almost learned Ye Xuan's thoughts, frowned, but suddenly put away his slender spiritual sword and directly burst the fist wind into rays of light.
The power of artistic conception is at its peak, with two fists alternated and hitting Ye Xuan's position.
Of course, I still couldn't beat Ye Xuan, but in an instant, the stones on the martial arts stage splashed.
The function of Qinggui Stone is to suppress the Yuan power, but what Ye Feng currently uses is not Yuan power, but to use artistic conception.
Seeing two stones about a meter quake shaking up, a trace of solemnity flashed across Ye Feng's face. The next moment, he shouted wildly and punched out with a "bang".