Yang Yun's speed was extremely fast, and he actually left an afterimage on the stone platform, which could be said to be far superior to the Initial Ninth Order of the Cloud Gate that day, and this speed made all of Amu's previous martial arts methods useless.

This is an absolute battle of monks, not a battle of mortals.

Amu was also surprised, judging from the speed alone, this Yang Yun is by no means a wasted person, the first person under the fixed cultivation, but he has real skills.

However, thinking about it, Amu is not afraid of him.

As soon as his mind moved, the Tianxuan flying saucer under his feet moved as he wished, and as soon as Amu moved to the left, he flew out of more than twenty zhang like a lightning flash, and the speed was not slower than Yang Yun's, and even three points faster.

Yang Yun's sword missed, and he did not pursue, this first sword Yang Yun was nothing more than throwing stones to ask for directions.

Looking at Amu, Yang Yun smiled and said, "Senior Brother Amu, the middle-level spirit treasure is really extraordinary!" The implication is that Amu is nothing more than relying on the spirit treasure, otherwise he can't dodge his most ordinary sword.

Amu no longer quarreled with him, just stared at Yang Yun deadly. Amu didn't directly use his magic sense to attack at this time, and he also wanted to see if he could fight Yang Yun with his other skills.

When Yang Yun saw that Amu was silent, he didn't say much, he was sure to win this battle. Since there is no suspense, let's solve it quickly!

"Look at the sword!" Zaijian Yang Yun pinched the seal with one hand, and the blue ice sword and blue mangs were sheng, and directly turned into a streamer.

"Edgeworthiness!"

As soon as the disciples in the audience saw it, Yang Yun used the sword technique in the second move, it seemed that he didn't want to give Amu a chance at all, he wanted to make a quick decision and kill Amu on the stage.

You must know that the sword technique is a high-level technique for beginner disciples, and it is mysterious and gratuitous to resist the sword with qi. In an instant, hundreds of thousands of miles, it is no joke to take the head of the person.

Beginner in cultivating the sword technique of the ninth-order Great Perfection cultivator, Amu was afraid that he would die under Yang Yun's sword in a few rounds.

But things don't seem to be the way they thought they would.

Yang Yun's swordsmanship is indeed very powerful, the sword light is vertical and horizontal, and the blue mangs are prosperous. The void drew out the Dao brilliance, grabbing people's eyes. The entire stone platform was almost shrouded in his sword light, and the murderous aura was permeated.

"It is worthy of being the first person below the fixed cultivation, and this sword art is not far behind the fixed cultivation!"

The people watching from the audience all secretly praised, even some of the first-level leaders and elders also nodded frequently. Although Yang Yun's master, Elder Li, had tight cheeks, he could also see a hint of a smile.

Almost everyone thought that Amu wouldn't be able to hold on for long, and even a few sword lights could cut Amu down.

But after counting the swords, Yang Yun couldn't help frowning slightly, and the others also felt that something was wrong.

In the void, I saw that Amu almost turned into a white shadow, shuttling endlessly in Yang Yun's sword light. Yang Yun's flying sword is fast, but Amu's body is faster.

The high-level cultivators and spiritual realm cultivators can see that in the blue light, Amu is so tidy, it is better than a leisurely stroll, and there is no danger at all.

"The middle-level spirit treasure is too powerful! A cultivator can completely resist this flying sword comparable to fixed cultivation when he steps on the Tianxuan Flying Saucer!"

Outsiders began to praise Amu's good life, if it weren't for the Tianxuan flying saucer that Bai Yifeng gave him, I am afraid that a hundred Amu would have died under Yang Yun's sword.

Among the people watching the battle, Han Qianli's expression was the most calm, and the most shocked in the crowd was the first Bai Yi Peak of Sunset Peak.

Others don't know, how can Bai Yifeng not know?

The Tianxuan Flying Saucer is indeed a mid-level spirit treasure, and it is the best among flying magic weapons, but it depends on who is using mana to urge it. If Bai Yifeng uses the Tianxuan Flying Saucer, he can be a hundred times better than today's Amu, not to mention Yang Yun's flying sword, it is the highest level of the spirit, and Bai Yifeng can also maneuver.

However, the current Tianxuan Flying Saucer was urged by Amu with a spirit stone, and its power could not be exerted by one hundred and one, so how could it so easily dodge Yang Yun's flying sword that was comparable to a fixed cultivation level?

Bai Yifeng looked at Amu, only to see Amu with a sneer on his face, standing on the Xuantian flying saucer and dodging easily, without the slightest intention of those sword lights.

This shocked Bai Yifeng, because there was only one possibility of such a situation.

That is, Amu is using his own cultivation power to manipulate the Tianxuan Flying Saucer, and only by using his own power to urge the Tianxuan Flying Saucer can he achieve such a state.

But Amu doesn't have immortal roots, where does he get his cultivation power? Bai Yifeng looked at Han Qianli, and saw that Han Qian's expression was calm, without sorrow or joy, and he couldn't help but gasp.

Bai Yifeng's heart moved, as if he had touched something, but it was not clear enough.

At this time, Yang Yun also saw that his flying sword could not help Amu, and the seal in his hand changed. The light on Zaijian's blue ice sword was spreading, the sword body sneered, and endless blue mist sprayed out, directly hitting Amu.

"Blue Ice Sword Mist!"

This sword mist is a catalyst for cultivation, containing the coldest qi of heaven and earth, and the cold is poisonous and piercing. A mortal will die at the touch of a button, even a monk who has cultivated the seventh or eighth order at the beginning of the seventh or eighth order will directly turn into a blue ice corpse if he does not have a magic secret treasure to protect his body.

"Hmph, Yang Yun, are you all capable of?" The blue mist was pervasive, but it was ineffective against Amu at all, and as soon as those blue mist touched Amu, it would drift away on its own and turn into nothing.

And Amu took advantage of the blue mist to rush out in an instant, turning into a white light and heading straight for Yang Yun.

"Huh?" When Yang Yun was startled, Amu's sword light had arrived, he really didn't expect that the blue mist was ineffective against Amu at all, and he didn't expect Amu to dare to turn defense into offense.

However, Yang Yun was Yang Yun after all, his body rose into the air, and then his hands were sealed, and in an instant, an ice mirror was directly formed, blocking in front of Amu.

"Ice Mirror Technique! This is a fixed-level technique, Yang Yun actually learned it?"

As soon as Yang Yun's ice mirror came out, someone was shocked.

This is the Ice Mirror Technique that Zhou Yunji, a mid-level cultivator who has fixed cultivation that day, but I didn't expect Yang Yun to be able to learn this technique at the beginner level, but Yang Yun is not a real cultivator after all, and the power of this Ice Mirror Technique is still slightly inferior to Zhou Yunji's.

Despite this, this ice mirror is also made by condensing the cold qi of heaven and earth with cultivation power, and it is extremely hard.

"Boring-" Amu's fairy sword was directly pointed on the ice mirror, and it was actually full of stars, like a gold weapon.

"Hmph-" Amu snorted coldly, he didn't expect this Ice Mirror Technique to be really powerful, thinking that he had broken the Ice Mirror with the power of Zhou Yunji with the rebound of the Qiankun Ruyi Bracelet, but now he couldn't break it with his own strength.

"Do you also want to break this cultivation level technique?" Yang Yun sneered at Amu through the Ice Mirror, "Let it all end!

Yang Yun quickly sealed, and his cultivation surged like a tide. I saw that the ice mirror skyrocketed instantly, transformed into tens of millions, clicked, and directly covered Amu, wanting to seal Amu inside.

Seeing that the ice mirror skyrocketed, Amu raised his eyebrows, and it seemed that he really couldn't break the ice mirror without using his "Ten Thousand Demon Transformation Immortal Technique".

As soon as his mind moved, the power of the demonic cultivation in the Amudan Sea poured into his arm, leading straight to the ninth-order flying sword in his hand. The power of demon cultivation was infused, and the flying sword actually buzzed and whispered, as if it was unbearable.

"This sword is too bad!" Amu said darkly, and at the same time, the sword light flashed and pierced the ice mirror.

Ten thousand demons turn into immortal power, and even Bai Yifeng's spiritual power was dissolved and devoured by the demon coffin, although Amu is not as domineering as the demon coffin, but it is not a problem to resolve Yang Yun's cultivation power.

The sword in Amu's hand stabbed the ice mirror, and the ten thousand demonic immortal tricks operated, and the demonic qi soaked through the ice mirror, without breath and invisible, directly dissolving the cultivation power on the ice mirror into demonic qi, and then directly retracting Amu's body.

But who knew that the flying sword in Amu's hand was unbearable for the power of demonic energy, and it snapped in response, and then turned into powder under the Ten Thousand Demon Transformation Immortal Technique.

Regardless of this, Amu threw a punch violently, and slammed the endless wind directly into the ice mirror.