Shen Qingxue looked at Yun Yi who was challenging others on the stage, and couldn't help but pat her forehead with a look of helplessness.
"This is good!"
Gong Xueqiu continued to oppose Shen Qingxue.
However, she said: "I don't mean to contradict you. These are my true thoughts. I think men should be like this. When they are young, they work hard. If you have the ability, just be arrogant and steal the show. Otherwise, when you get older, Looking back, you will feel that your life is boring."
"What you said is quite right."
"Forehead!"
Gong Xueqiu originally thought that Shen Qingxue would refute her words.
But now Shen Qingxue actually said such a sentence, which immediately stunned her.
However, Gong Xueqiu didn't say much. Both of their eyes fell on Yun Yi. Are all the changes due to their relationship with Yun Yi?
In the arena, Yun Yi held a wooden sword and challenged the people around him.
mad!
So crazy!
"Young man, as a casual cultivator, it is indeed not easy for you to have such abilities!"
Suddenly an old voice came.
Then Yun Yi saw an old man wearing a gray Tang suit appear on the ring at some point, standing not far from him.
"That's Elder Feng Yuhai."
"Is Elder Feng so angry that he takes action?"
"This boy is going to be in trouble now."
Yun Yi held up his hand to Feng Yuhai and said, "Junior Yun Yi, what do you call me senior?"
Feng Yuhai said coldly: "Feng Yuhai, the elder of the Three Kings Palace, is using a pair of soul-separating hooks. Show your weapons."
"I can just use this wooden sword." Yun Yi said.
"What?"
Feng Yuhai said with a cold expression: "Boy, if you dare to disrespect me, I will kill you."
"Senior, I misunderstood. I didn't mean any disrespect at all."
Yun Yi said: "Have you ever heard of the Xunlong Ruler?"
"Of course, it belongs to the prince."
"The prince gave it to me, so my weapon is the Xunlong Ruler."
"you……"
Feng Yuhai suddenly blushed. He knew the name of the Xunlong Ruler. It would be too embarrassing if his soul-leaving hook was destroyed against the Xunlong Ruler.
But Feng Yuhai continued: "Even if you don't use the Xunlong Ruler, you should at least change to an iron sword!"
"No, I can just use a wooden sword."
Feng Yuhai's face turned dark. He was bullying others too much. He was simply bullying others too much.
When Yun Yi saw Feng Yuhai dilly-dallying like this, he knew that due to his status as a senior in the world, he could not attack him who was wielding a wooden sword, so he thrust out his sword first and said, "Senior, look at the sword."
"court death."
At this time, Feng Yuhai's Soul Leaving Hook was naturally used.
Ding~~
Amidst a burst of sound, Yun Yi clashed with Feng Yuhai using the Feixing Sword Technique.
Even though it was a wooden sword, it seemed to have undergone a qualitative change in Yun Yi's hands. Sparks actually burst out during the collision.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
"He couldn't see it when he was fighting Li Nanshan, but now he can see it when facing Feng Yuhai. His swordsmanship is so exquisite."
Among the people watching around, all those who practiced swordsmanship were shocked.
One of the old men said in a deep voice: "I feel that even Feng Yuhai cannot fully inspire the exquisiteness of his swordsmanship. When Feng Yuhai loses, I will challenge him."
"You said Feng Yuhai will lose?"
Everyone was shocked. You must know that Feng Yuhai, a senior figure in the world who has been famous for many years, would also be defeated by Yun Yi?
Ding~~
At this moment, Yun Yi drew his sword faster in the ring. Everyone could only hear a dense collision sound. Only the masters of Taoism who had reached the Spirit Gathering Realm could hear it. Yun Yi was in a very short time.
Within a period of time, he fired thirty-eight swords in a row.
But in today's monastic world with declining talents, how many people have reached the spirit-gathering realm?
ah!
The next moment, after Yun Yi beat Feng Yuhai unable to parry, he slapped Feng Yuhai on the back with his sword, knocking him off the ring.
"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge me?"
Yun Yi defeated Feng Yuhai and showed no intention of stopping, continuing to issue challenge invitations.
Now everyone is going crazy.
Although Feng Yuhai's defeat made many people aware of Yun Yi's power, there are always those who don't know how powerful the world is.
Just like the old man who had just asserted that Feng Yuhai would be defeated, he immediately came on stage at this time.
However, the old man named Zuo Tianming was just a talker, with a lot of theories, saying that he would not lose like Feng Yuhai, but in the end Yun Yi defeated him with seven swords.
Then there were people who came up to challenge one after another.
But he was basically unable to take even a few moves under Yun Yi's wooden sword, and he was knocked down after just three or five sword moves.
Only one of the old men who mastered the swordsmanship went back and forth with Yun Yi for more than thirty moves before finally losing.
"this……"
At this moment, the faces of those in the Nine Paths and Twelve Palaces were burning.
It's okay to say that those casual cultivators couldn't defeat Yun Yi, but there were two elders in the Nine Paths and Twelve Palaces, but they were all defeated.
More importantly, Yun Yi only used a wooden sword!
"How did he become so strong?"
Shen Qingxue looked at this scene in astonishment, unable to believe that this was the strength Yun Yi possessed.
Gong Xueqiu smiled and said: "You don't know, right? He made a breakthrough in the East China Sea Dragon Palace."
"So, he caused that lightning?"
"That's right."
Gong Xueqiu said with a smile: "I was by his side when he made a breakthrough, and we carried the thunder and lightning together with him. When we connected with each other, we felt like we were connected. Are you envious?"
"Not envious."
Shen Qingxue shook her head and said, "I believe you were by his side when he made a breakthrough in cultivation, but I don't believe you shouldered a thunderstorm with him."
"Forget it if you don't believe it."
Gong Xueqiu shrugged, feeling a little depressed. This woman was too shrewd.
"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?"
Yun Yi still stood on the stage with high spirits, but everyone in the audience was silent.
At this moment, Yun Yi was holding a wooden sword, and his aura like a sword god silenced everyone. Even though they still felt that Yun Yi was too arrogant, no one dared to step onto the ring to challenge Yun Yi at this moment.
"Young man, your sword practice is a mess. It's just that this sword technique is more refined, otherwise you would have been defeated long ago."
Suddenly a voice came.
Everyone paused. Is there anyone else talking to Yun Yi in such a tone at this time?
After all, people like Li Nanshan, Feng Yuhai and Zuo Tianming are all good examples!
At this time, an old Taoist priest who looked slovenly and dressed in tattered robes walked out. He carried a sword behind his back and looked like a down-and-out knight.
He smiled and said: "Young man, can you take a blow from my sword?"
"good."
Yun Yi agreed, but the next moment, the old Taoist priest did not draw his sword, but pointed it out of thin air.
In an instant, Yun Yi's whole body was soaked with sweat.
"Haha~~"
The old Taoist priest laughed and turned to leave.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Didn't the old Taoist priest say he wanted to challenge Yun Yi? What does this mean now?