In the early morning, the light curtain of the morning sun spreads out, as if the heaven and earth are covered with golden glow, beautiful, or as if a golden god of war is about to be born.

Python City was boiling again, and countless people rushed in the direction of the "prison battle".

Groups of three or five were talking about Ye Xiao.

Curious about how the elder would deal with Ye Xiao.

And with the extension of Ye Xiao's winning streak, in fact, the struggle and resistance in their hearts were weakening, acquiescing to Ye Xiao's strength.

In fact, orcs respect the powerful more than humans, and if you can convince him, he will be convinced and recognize your status.

And human beings, perhaps, are only superficially convinced.

And inside and in private, it's a different story.

There is an essential difference between the two, the former seems to be more open and can afford to lose, while most humans can't afford to lose, and the dead duck has a hard mouth.

Ye Xiao stood in the ring of the "Prison Battle", the ring had been repaired overnight, and it was as clean as ever.

And his opponents were all young elders of the Presbyterian Church.

Although the strength is good, the troubles caused to him are extremely limited.

And these opponents seem to know that they are not opponents, in case Ye Xiao is a killer, they are all extremely polite before the fight, and they all retreat in the end.

Twenty consecutive victories have been achieved in the turn of the turn.

The audience was puzzled, Ye Xiao also wondered, could it be that the Elder Council really gave up resistance.

The next moment.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Because a man in white swept into the ring.

It's just that this man in white is a human no matter how you look at it.

Could it be that the Elders have invited humans to deal with Ye Xiao?

I'll go, and this kind of operation.

Referee Yan Zixing opened his mouth and didn't know how to explain, and finally fell silent.

"You are Ye Xiao!"

The Phantom Sword Master said softly with a cold smile on his face, with a cold smile on his mouth.

"You were sent by the Sword Alliance!"

Ye Xiao took a deep breath and laughed softly.

He felt a great threat from the sword path in the phantom sword master, this person's cultivation in the sword path must not be weak, and a swordsman of this level is one in a million.

Extremely difficult to deal with.

"Yes, you have eyesight!" The eyes of the Phantom Sword Master flashed, and a sense of arrogance permeated the air: "Ye Xiao, do you know that you are really looking for death? Dare to refuse the fortune of our Sword Alliance, who do you think you are? Who has dared to refuse our Sword Alliance all these years, and you still dare to come to the North District, I really don't know whether to praise your courage or stupidity!"

"Just with you, maybe it's not enough!" Ye Xiao sneered: "You came to the door like this, maybe you also gave it away!"

"Haha, I don't know what to say, your so-called Zhongzhou first-day genius title is worthless in front of me!" The Phantom Sword Master seemed to have heard some joke, leaned back and forth with a smile, and then his face froze, and he said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, you can confess your last words!"

Ye Xiao smiled and said, "Let's make a move, let's see who can walk out of this ring alive." ”

After speaking.

Neither of them was talking.

Two extremely terrifying sword momentum diffused out, and the tip of the needle was against Mai Mang, diffusing out, and swept in.

Just for a moment.

The entire "prison battle" field was shrouded.

The air became cold and heavy, and it seemed to stop flowing.

The temperature also dropped by more than ten degrees in an instant, and the pores dilated and shivered.

When everyone was shocked by the strength of the two, they were also frightened by the conversation between the two.

Oh my God, Ye Xiao turned out to be the first day talent in Zhongzhou.

No wonder the strength is so strong, no one can beat it.

And the identity of the Phantom Sword Boy is even more terrifying, he is a kendo genius cultivated by the Sword Alliance, and the Sword Alliance is a god-like existence.

All are top swordsmen.

Where the strength of the carefully cultivated genius can be imagined.

The battle between these two is absolutely epic, and it is really unexpected to appear in this form in the "prison battle" field of Python City today.

It's exciting again.

This kind of battle is not seen all the time.

Not only was the audience excited, but even Yan Chao and other high-level leaders of Python City were extremely concerned, and the patriarchs of several major ethnic groups came.

"It's time to begin!"

The Phantom Sword Boy had a smile on his face, and immediately stepped out of the rapid flash, and at the same time, a sword was unsheathed, folded and slashed, and the sword light was filled.

The sword wind is sadistic, folded and folded, whistling around, virtual and real, and envelops the entire ring.

And to outsiders, it looks like the ring is fogging.

Or dense fog.

It's just that this mist is sword qi.

But it also affects the field of vision, and they can no longer see the situation inside the ring clearly.

Only two figures could be seen vaguely.

I was horrified in my heart, how to defend against such a sword qi attack that was nowhere to be found, let alone defense, just where I stood and looked, I was dazzled.

Ye Xiao's face was surprised, this phantom sword boy actually walked the illusion path.

The so-called illusion is to mess with his mind, move his mind, drive the sword with emotion, and attack the virtual and the real, and transform it at will between the illusion and the reality.

Plain and vague.

What looks like it's on the defensive, it's actually on the offense.

It seems to be attacking and defending.

Or maybe it's an offense in defense.

Attacking with defense.

There is no strict dividing line between the two.

Some are just based on illusion and use illusion as the hub.

Those who are not determined will will definitely lose when they encounter this kind of swordsmanship.

But this kind of kendo also has an obvious Achilles' heel, that is, although the illusion can create an illusion for the opponent, in fact, it is yourself who is in the illusion.

If you lose yourself in a fantasy.

That rout will only be yourself.

The principle is a bit similar to the Seven Wounds Fist, which hurts oneself first and then others.

Immediately, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "This is the reason why you are called the Illusory Sword Prince, I will let you collapse today!"

"Hmph, take it!"

The Phantom Sword Master sneered and said no more, the sword just now had no intention of attacking, the purpose was just to give Ye Xiao a dismount.

But Ye Xiao actually stood still without the slightest intention of defense.

Could it be that he has seen through it?

Impossible, the attack was launched again.

As soon as the sword wind changed, the dancing wind made the tide, and the diffuse mist squirmed rapidly, forming a dense sword tide, attacking towards Ye Xiao.

"Broken!"

Ye Xiao roared, the blood-drinking sword waved, the sword wind tore through the sky, and he walked with the sword, directly falling several arc-shaped sword rays in the ring.

Bang!

It was like a thunderbolt.

The whole ring was shaking, making a sound of staggering, and the sound was of varying intensity, as if the strength of each collision was different.

Boom!

The two figures separated.

Ye Xiao's face was indifferent.

The face of the Phantom Sword Master was a little solemn, and he despised it, just now he and Ye Xiao had already exchanged dozens of moves in an instant.

But nothing has been done, and it is passive.

Ye Xiao didn't pay attention to his phantom sword path at all, and went his own way, regardless of his fighting rhythm.

It made him extremely uncomfortable.

You must know that in the past, when faced with this kind of attack between virtual and real, they were all dodging first or using group moves to deal with it.

And gradually fell into the rhythm of his battle.

Thus defeated.

(End of chapter)