Looking at the three black swords, Suodan couldn't help but laugh again.
"You have already used this spell just now, do you think it will be useful to me?"
Facing Ye Xiong's same spell, Suodan couldn't help but laugh and sacrificed the Flame Dragon again.
The scene was exactly the same as before.
"This fool still uses this trick even though he knows it's useless against Suo Dan. He's really at his wits' end."
Off the court, Jiekong couldn't help but laugh.
"I guess this is his strongest attack spell. Apart from that, he has no other way to fight against the Flame Dragon." Taoist Priest Sanqing said.
"Grandpa, does that mean Ye Xiong is doomed?" Yiyi asked worriedly.
In her heart, she didn't want Ye Xiong to lose. It would be best for Ye Xiong to kill Suo Dan, and then there would be no threat to the Immortal Sect.
"It's not certain who will lose and who will win." The nameless monk suddenly said.
"Master, do you need to say this? If someone named Ye still uses this trick, wouldn't it be certain that he will lose?" Jiekong asked puzzledly.
"The power of the sword formation this time is far better than the first time." The nameless monk said.
Jiekong and Taoist Priest Sanqing looked at each other, and their eyes fell on the field together, looking at the three black swords, but they couldn't find any difference.
The nameless monk didn't say anything, so they could only continue to pay attention to the situation on the field.
At this moment, the situation on the field changed again.
The three black swords above Ye Xiong's head suddenly moved, moving with irregular changes.
Suddenly east and suddenly, suddenly forward and suddenly back, the speed changed like lightning. There were only three black swords, and for a moment the sky was filled with black sword shadows. It seemed that there were hundreds or even thousands of swords forming a huge sword array.
This is the second level of the Fiery Sword Formation. It is extremely unpredictable and uncanny.
How can there be no fierce fire in the Fiery Sword Formation?
With a thought, Ye Xiong displayed the red flame technique and blessed the sword body.
Suddenly, the black shadows all over the sky turned into sword-shaped flames, hundreds and thousands, blocking the blade of the black sword. They had no idea that the sword was actually the sword.
Seeing this earth-shattering sword formation, everyone around was stunned.
They have never seen such a mysterious sword formation. This sword formation is much more advanced than Sodan's Flame Dragon Spell.
"Amituo Buddha." The nameless monk suddenly chanted the Buddha's name.
Jie Kong heard a signal from his master's voice.
Sodan is going to lose.
"I don't believe you are pretending to be a ghost. You are obviously at a lower level than me and you can still beat me."
Suo Dan did not believe in evil, so he sacrificed the flame dragon and roared towards Ye Xiong.
"it's over."
Ye Xiong whispered three words in his mouth, and his thoughts moved.
The sky was full of flaming swords rushing towards the Flame Divine Dragon, densely packed like locusts.
Attacked by so many flaming swords, the Flame Dragon was on the verge of breaking.
Among the many flaming swords, a flaming sword passed through the pressure of the flame dragon silently, like a bullet, ignoring all defenses.
Silent, as fast as lightning, and unprepared.
By the time Suodan reacted, the flaming sword had already struck in front of him.
Suodan's expression changed drastically, and in a hurry, he swung out a palm, trying to smash the Fiery Sword into pieces.
Unexpectedly, this shot extinguished the flames of the Fiery Sword, revealing a dark and ugly long sword inside.
puff!
The black sword drove straight in, directly piercing Sodan's hand and inserting into his arm.
Suddenly, his whole arm was useless.
The Flame Divine Dragon lost its support and disappeared with a roar.
The flaming swords all over the sky did not stop them, they drove straight in and landed densely on Suodan's body.
Finally, the flames disappeared, and there was nothing left on the field except the two people standing facing each other.
Ye Xiong gasped for air. The consumption of the second layer of the Fiery Sword Formation was too great, almost draining all the energy from his body.
If this move fails, then he will only die.
Fortunately, he won.
Suodan stood blankly in the scene, almost unable to believe that all this was true.
He failed, and failed miserably.
There was a black sword stuck in his arm, and two black swords stuck in his chest, passing through his chest.
"Impossible, how could I lose to you."
"My level is higher than yours, and my spells are stronger than yours. How could I lose?"
"How could I, the majestic King of Kunlun, and a noble prince, lose to a nobody like you?"
As Suodan spoke, he vomited blood and slowly collapsed to the ground, refusing to close his eyes.
quiet!
There was silence, and among the thousands of people, no one said a word.
The sudden change left them unable to react.
King Kunlun lost.
The King of Kunlun, who had been famous for decades, lost and was killed on the spot.
Who would have thought this would turn out like this?
No one would have thought of that.
Suddenly, a white shadow rose into the sky, landed next to Ye Xiong, and hugged him excitedly.
"Husband, you won, that's great."
Yang Xinyi was so excited that she didn't care that there were so many people watching in the audience, and hugged Ye Xiong to express her excitement.
"It doesn't matter who your husband is, how could you lose?" Ye Xiong said proudly.
Suddenly, his body went limp and his whole body hung on Yang Xinyi.
"What's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Yang Xinyi asked nervously.
"The vitality is consumed too much, the body is drained, and the legs are weak." Ye Xiong replied.
"Look at you, you still have a bad temper."
Yang Xinyi supported him, walked to Suo Dan, put away the three black swords, and then returned to the field to rest.
"King of Jiangnan, King of Jiangnan, King of Jiangnan."
"King of Jiangnan, King of Jiangnan."
"..."
Many people in the audience knew that Ye Xiong was from Jiangnan. I don't know who shouted first, and then most people echoed.
Ye Xiong felt so relieved that after solving Suo Dan, he could finally let go of the big stone in his heart.
As long as he solves the problem of evil spirits, he can truly be free from the world.
"King Jiangnan, you are amazing, I want to marry you." A nymphomaniac's voice screamed.
"Come on, I already have a wife."
"I want to be her second wife."
"I want to be her lover."
"I want to be his mistress."
Countless nymphomaniac voices sounded around, and all the women screamed.
What woman wouldn't like a young, handsome, and powerful young cultivation master.
Hearing these voices, Ye Xiong felt extremely comfortable.
With this title, if you walk around in the world in the future, how many beauties will automatically throw themselves into your arms.
While he was having sex, he suddenly noticed a sharp gaze staring at him. Only then did he realize that his nymphomaniac look just now was all reflected in his wife's eyes.
"You're so excited, are you having wild fantasies?" Yang Xinyi said unhappily.
"Honey, look what you said, am I that kind of person?" Ye Xiong firmly refused to admit it and said, "I am happy because I solved Suodan."
Yang Xinyi snorted, not believing him at all.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you next, let her come out quickly!" Ye Xiong said quickly.
Yang Xinyi nodded and entered the inner world to communicate with evil spirits.
Almost instantly, Yang Xinyi's temperament changed drastically.
Ye Xiong knew immediately that the evil spirit, a thousand-year-old monster, was coming.
"What's going on now?" The evil spirit asked directly after he came out.
Ye Xiong immediately told her the situation.
"Now if we win one game or lose one, then it's up to you."
The evil spirit jumped lightly, landed in the field, glanced at the unknown monk, and said proudly: "Old bald donkey, it's your turn."