"Aurora Thousand Swords!"

Yang Ling took a deep breath, and the long sword stabbed out in the air, and in an instant, thousands of sword shadows rose into the sky, each sword shadow was like translucent ice crystals, extremely light, but extremely sharp, as if countless auroras pierced Xie Yun. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The top-grade Xuanling martial arts Aurora Thousand Swords is one of Yang Ling's biggest hole cards, the cold ice true qi and the Ruijin true qi are fused together, the Xuanbing blockade and the sharp gold bombardment are both offensive and defensive.

"Reverse Slash!"

Xie Yun felt that the thousands of swords were like a frenzy in the furious sea, almost devouring himself, the True Yang Sword rose horizontally, and an aura of going against the general trend of heaven and earth and walking alone suddenly dispersed, and in an instant, the domineering aura on Xie Yun's body gradually faded, and was replaced by a kind of tenacity and determination that although thousands of people had gone to it.

Yang Ling only felt a bright light flickering in front of him, biting the tip of his tongue fiercely, thousands of sword lights suddenly intertwined with the sword, Xie Yun's footsteps turned, the sword suddenly exploded, turning into thirty-six windward slashes, instantly enveloping Yang Ling in it, sneering for a while, countless fine wounds appeared on Yang Ling's shoulders, arms, and chest.

Blood splashed, although the knife momentum of the wind slash was quite light, and Yang Ling's cold ice true qi was extremely tough, so it was not fatal, but the constant pain and Xie Yun's unpredictable tactics made Yang Ling full of rage, and he wanted to immediately cut Xie Yun with thousands of knives and shatter his corpse.

"Lao Tzu doesn't believe that you have a broken yuan fivefold, and your true qi can consume me!"

There was a touch of ruthlessness in Yang Ling's eyes, and the true yuan flowed, freezing all the bloody wounds, and the snowy ice city appeared again.

In the face of Xie Yun's erratic, ghost-like sword technique, Yang Ling gave up the attack very wisely, but relied on the abundant true qi of the Snow Ice City and the Broken Yuan Eightfold Peak, and began a long-term war of attrition, Yang Ling firmly believed that as long as Xie Yun's true qi was insufficient, he would definitely not be able to attack as much as he did now, and when the time came, it would be the time for him to turn defeat into victory and be ashamed.

Seeing Yang Ling's choice, Xie Yun nodded slightly in his heart, this kind of defensive counterattack is indeed the best choice.

It's just that this is also what Xie Yun wants to see the most.

The long knife danced lightly, Xie Yun completely calmed down, the wind and thunder slashed alternately, and the sword intent, which had already reached the limit, had made slight progress again in the continuous battle. Although the progress was undetectable, it was enough to make Xie Yun excited, and in an instant, Xie Yun completely suppressed his true qi to the level of ordinary Yuan Breaking Fivefold, and continued to fight with Yang Ling purely with his perfect sword intent.

"Happy! Happy! The knife of the mind is endless, swaying freely, and it is really happy!" Xie Yun felt the continuous progress of the sword intent, and his heart was overjoyed, but he suppressed the true qi by thirty percent, but under the more and more perfect sword intent, he still firmly occupied the upper hand.

Feeling Xie Yun's weakening aura, Yang Ling couldn't imagine that Xie Yun just regarded him as a whetstone, polishing his sword intent, and thought that Xie Yun's true qi would soon run out, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

But as time passed, the smile on Yang Ling's face gradually became solemn and gradually turned into bitterness, not only Xie Yun's true qi was consuming, he was defending with all his strength, the consumption of true qi was even faster than Xie Yun, when Xie Yun's true qi was already inferior to the ordinary Yuan Breaking Five, but he still overwhelmed himself, Yang Ling suddenly realized that Xie Yun was just practicing his own sword.

"I throw in the towel!"

Yang Ling let out a low roar and walked off the ring without looking back. This battle was the most depressing one since he practiced martial arts, he didn't have any chance from beginning to end, and he was wantonly chopped by the constantly changing sword intent, and he was slashed hundreds of times, only to suddenly understand that the so-called opportunity was simply his own illusion.

As for the extremely difficult faces of Zhuang Chongshan and the others, Yang Ling didn't bother to care.

"It's a pity, the true Blood Spirit Knife is already close at hand, and it is only a glimmer of time away from fully comprehending it. If you can comprehend the sword spirit and face Qionglan, you can really have the capital to win. ”

When Xie Yun saw Yang Ling jumping out of the ring, he didn't have too much joy in his heart, but he felt a little regretful because he lost a whetstone.

The blood soldier is the second weight of the realm of soldiers, and it is the sublimation of soldiers with peak and perfect intentions. Once comprehended the Blood Spirit Soldier, the martial arts are no longer just the power of the physical body and true qi, every move and every style can burst out with a powerful power that is not inferior to urging the secret method and burning the essence blood, and the power of the martial arts can be increased several times.

It's just that at this time, Xie Yun's victory over Yang Ling was not the focus of everyone's attention, and on top of the No. 1 ring, it was two of the original three favorites to win the championship, Chu Jian and Qionglan.

Qionglan's facial features are extremely beautiful, different from Tang Lin'er's noble and refined temperament, nor like Huo Lingyu, which is mixed with bewitching and pure, Qionglan's beauty is different from ordinary women, but it has a few more men's heroism and domineering, like the queen of the dominant side, heroic and compelling.

"Chu Jian, you are not my opponent. Qionglan's tone was light, as if she didn't care about the battle with Chu Jian.

Chu Jian's eyes flashed with a trace of evil energy, snorted coldly, and said, "Qionglan, the tricks I specially prepared for you will definitely not disappoint you!"

Qionglan raised her eyebrows, gently tied her long blue-purple hair behind her ear with her right hand, smiled nonchalantly, and said, "Really, then make a move!"

Feeling Qionglan's indifference, Chu Jian's heart was filled with a sense of rage, and the essence of light burst out in his eyes, but in the next moment, the long sword swung out, and all Chu Jian's emotions were completely silent in an instant, and everywhere the sword blade passed, a space crack as black as ink continued to appear, and the pure space power was mixed with the cold and sharp sword intent, making this sword more and more cold and pure.

Xuanjin shatters jade, kill all the people!

Xuanjin Killing Sword, Kill!

Facing Tang Lin's last sword as a child, the first move broke out at this time, it can be imagined how jealous Chu Jian was of Qionglan, even he didn't believe it, and he was able to block Qionglan's powerful offensive with ordinary tricks.

The corners of Qiong Lan's mouth flashed a chuckle, and she took a step slightly, the five fingers of her right hand were like hooks, not dodging or dodging, and grabbed straight towards the blade of Chu Jian.

"Arrogance!" Chu Jian laughed fiercely, the long sword trembled three times in a row, and the three points of cold lightning pierced the three points in Qionglan's palm, once stabbed, not only Qionglan's white and delicate palm would be pierced, but even the meridians would be severely damaged, and the entire right arm would be completely incapacitated.

This sword is extremely exquisite, and it is full of murderous intent between square inches!

Qiong Lan nodded lightly, as if she was quite satisfied with the change in this move, the four fingers of her right palm popped out, and four bright blue thunderbolts exploded violently, hitting the sword blade fiercely, the fierce and tyrannical thunder true qi passed through the sword blade, and bombarded Chu Jian's body in an instant, Chu Jian only felt half of his body numb, the long sword suddenly recovered, and his body retreated dozens of zhang, and he retreated to the edge of the ring in an instant.