In the heated discussion of a group of disciples, Ye Feng came through the sky like a star.

Finally, the slender body stood on the hilt of the sword.

Dressed in a blue robe, it symbolizes that his status is extraordinary.

The restrained aura was slightly released, which made the disciples present shudder.

Overmatch!

One of the top five disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect!

Except for Shangguan Jingchen, who was the first, the remaining four people can be called second.

If they are given a promotion to cultivation, I am afraid that Shangguan Jingchen will be squeezed out of the first position.

Ye Feng glanced at the audience with an indifferent face.

Finally, it settled on the seat of the Heavenly Sword Bloodline.

Because his opponent is here.

But he has been in retreat and has not shown up for nearly a year, and it is unknown who his opponent is.

"What about my opponent?"

Staring at Xia Liu and Xiao Wu, Ye Feng was cold and leaking.

He could see through Xia Liu and Xiao Wu at a glance.

One is a mortal who has no cultivation, and the other is only a sixth-level Qi practitioner, and he has just been promoted, and his aura is very unstable.

Their opponents shouldn't be them.

But what about the people of the Heavenly Sword lineage?

"Haha! As soon as Senior Brother Ye Feng appeared, he directly scared that little junior sister so much that he didn't dare to show up!"

"It's really a shame, how could Elder Heavenly Sword accept such a disciple. ”

"Hey, it's a pity for Elder Heavenly Sword. ”

"That little junior sister doesn't dare to come out......"

Ye Feng's words made many disciples who resented Murong Yan find an opportunity.

Elder Heavenly Sword was not present today, and they sighed presumptuously.

Pile all the responsibilities on Murong Yan.

When the Heavenly Sword Elder returns, Murong Yan will definitely be kicked out of the sect.

"Damn!"

Looking at the ugly faces of those people, Xiao Wu tightened her pink fists, wanting to go up and slap them a few times.

But she is only a sixth-level Qi cultivator, so what qualifications does she have to mess around with the spirit sword duel.

Let's swallow it in your stomach.

"The representative of the Heavenly Sword Lineage, please come to the stage!"

Ye Jian was also a little impatient.

I finally found a chance to poke the Heavenly Sword Elder again, but as a result, the apprentice of this thing disappeared.

It's really infuriating!

"Hehe, that fellow disciple was so scared that he didn't dare to come out when he heard Senior Brother Ye Feng's name. ”

"Yes, yes, I think so too. ”

"Senior Brother Ye Feng is one of the top five disciples in the sect, how dare that fellow disciple meet Senior Brother Ye Feng. ”

"Trash!"

Listening to the words praising himself around him, Ye Feng looked at Xia Liu and Xiao Wu, and arrogantly spit out his true thoughts.

"Hehe, I hope you'll be able to say that later. ”

Xia Liu smiled coldly, and his eyes locked on a certain location: "The third lady is here!"

Woohoo!!

Xia Liu's voice fell, and he was shocked to hear the sound of breaking the sky in the heavens and the earth.

Suddenly, a cyan light pierced the sky, and finally slammed into the fighting platform.

The appearance of the cyan long sword directly sealed the stone slab with a radius of one meter.

"Frost Sword Realm!"

Seeing the frozen stone slab, many disciples were dumbfounded.

In the Spirit Sword Sect, there are not many people with special sword intent.

Possessing a special sword intent symbolizes that the opponent is extremely talented.

This frost sword intent is even more special.

It was because of his cold sword intent that Han Ye was recognized by the sect master and the Great Elder.

The sword intent emanating from this cyan long sword was obviously stronger than Han Ye's icy sword intent.

"Heavenly Sword One Bloodline, Murong Yan Learns!"

As the pleasant sound spread, Murong Yan, dressed in snow-white clothes, appeared on the competition platform.

Her appearance made everyone freeze.

Beauty! is the first thing you see.

And with that came great shock.

Because of her cultivation, she practiced qi at the eleventh level!

Because of her sword intent, frost sword intent!

The disciples who had previously sarcastically laughed at Murong Yan all lowered their heads.

They couldn't believe their eyes, Murong Yan actually had such a sword realm.

Coupled with her eleventh level of Qi cultivation, I am afraid that among the top ten disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, few of them are her opponents.

However, what the actual combat situation is, it depends on the next showdown.

"Very good! Today, I will convince you of the Ye Jian Pulse!"

Ye Feng remembered the teachings of his grandfather Ye Jian, no matter how much he paid today, he must seriously injure the representative of the Heavenly Sword lineage.

Even if the opponent is a beautiful beauty, he Ye Feng will not keep his hand.

"Fight, I want everyone to know that I, Murong Yan, am not weak, and the Heavenly Sword Pulse will not be weakened!"

As the words fell, Murong Yan's sword fingers condensed, and the cyan long sword flew out in an instant.

On the other side, Ye Feng also used his divine sense to resist the sword.

A fierce showdown is about to begin!

Xia Liu stared deeply at Murong Yan.

I can't believe it, I haven't seen her for more than half a year, and this girl's whole person has changed.

Her temperament shouldn't be like this.

Could it be that the sword realm has changed, and her personality has also changed?

Perhaps.

The weak girl in the past has faded, and now she is like a sharpened sword.

Once opened, it will be unstoppable!

He Xia Liu thought well, and Murong Yan evolved the Frost Sword Realm vividly in the battle.

suppressed Ye Feng fiercely at the beginning.

As soon as the incense was burned, Ye Feng's hand holding the sword began to tremble.

There is a mouthful of sweetness in the throat that keeps coming up.

He urgently adjusted the breath in his body, if the essence blood broke out, the breath would definitely collapse, and this battle would be lost!

He looked at Murong in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, after a year of retreat, such a terrifying female monk would appear in the sect.

It wasn't just Ye Feng who trembled.

The onlookers all gasped.

Their bodies trembled.

Murong Yan's ability to do things made them envious and jealous.

More scared.

Because before today, as soon as they saw Murong Yan, they would laugh at her coldly.

Their faces turned pale as they remembered the vicious words they had once said.

If Ye Feng is defeated, Murong Yan's status in the sect will definitely rise in the future.

If you are in trouble, you can't find a place to cry......

Ye Feng, don't lose!

All the disciples were praying.

They couldn't afford Murong Yan's anger.

"This sword, it's over!"

But seeing that on the battle platform, Murong Yan condensed a simple and unpretentious sword.

It was such an ordinary sword that made Ye Feng's pupils shrink sharply, and his extreme moves quickly condensed.

But he still couldn't save the situation.

In the moment when the frost sword qi touched, the spirit sword shattered, and Ye Feng's body flew out of the battle platform upside down.

Burst!

Ye Feng, who fell to the ground, spit out blood, this sword made his internal breath disordered, although it was not fatal, but in the next month, he would be sad.

"Bold! Dare to hurt the same senior brother!"

Suddenly, Ye Jian on the comment table let out an angry sound, and the fifteen-layer palm power of Qi cultivation burst out.

This scene came so quickly that many disciples didn't react at all.

One by one, their eyes widened, looking at the palm that scared away the nothingness, and struck towards Murong Yan.

Murong Yan's face was pale, after defeating Ye Feng, she had no strength to spare, in the face of that strong palm, maybe it was death......

(End of chapter)