Ye Xiaofan said this, not to scare the opponent, but after this period of entanglement and fighting, he was already sure to defeat the opponent. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Daoyou, just make a move, just follow up. The old man smiled evilly, everyone is a monk in the late stage of the infant transformation, and he still has seven corpse puppets in his body, counting it, it is eight to one, what reason does he have to give up, he doesn't persuade Ye Xiaofan to admit defeat because he can afford him.

Ye Xiaofan smiled, his mind moved, Ziwei Tianhuo came out, as soon as it appeared, it turned into a sea of fire, and shrouded towards the seven corpse puppets, seeing this, the old man's complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly urged the magic trick to control the seven puppets to dodge, but it was already a step too late, although the corpse puppets were invulnerable, but after all, they were evil things, and the evil things were most afraid of the power of pure yang, and most of the fire also carried the power of pure yang, if it was burned, the seven puppets that he had spent countless efforts to refine would be over.

"Ahh

"What kind of fire is this?!" The old man was shocked, this fire was so weird that it burned the corpse puppet screaming, this has never happened before, once, his corpse puppet was also burned by fire, but there has never been such a thing as today!

released Ziwei Tianhuo, Ye Xiaofan no longer paid attention, but the sword trick changed, and the seven-star sword array instantly turned into ten thousand swords and returned to the sect, and the seven swords turned into thousands of flying swords, which rotated in the air, turned into a rain of swords and shot towards the old man.

The sound of "bang bang bang" came, and the old man blocked it with the shield in his hand, but there were too many flying swords, and his shield quickly dimmed, if he continued to attack, his shield would be shattered, and the corpse puppet he had spent countless efforts refining would also be burned.

Until now, Ye Xiaofan has not reminded the old man to admit defeat, as long as it takes a few more breaths, the corpse puppet will inevitably turn into ashes under the crape myrtle heavenly fire, and the old man, under the return of ten thousand swords, will also be shot into a sieve, which is inevitable.

"I admit defeat!" The old man was not stupid, he knew that he was not Ye Xiaofan's opponent, and finally shouted out to admit defeat, and at this moment, the shield in his hand exploded, and the flying sword stopped only three inches away from him.

Ye Xiaofan strictly adhered to the rules of the competition, and when the old man shouted to admit defeat, his sword trick changed, and the Ten Thousand Swords Guizong stopped, and then, with a move in his mind, he collected the crape myrtle heavenly fire, and after receiving the crape myrtle heavenly fire, he saw that in the sea of fire, most of the seven puppets had been burned out, and they were unrecognizable, I believe that as long as a few more breaths of time, not only the old man will die, but the seven corpse puppets will also turn into ashes.

The old man's face was pale, his back had already been wet with cold sweat, just now, his life was really hanging by a thread, as long as he shouted a little more slowly and admitted defeat, he would definitely die.

"Thank you for your mercy, it's the old man who is arrogant. The old man glanced at Ye Xiaofan complicatedly, hugged his fist at him, and then urged the magic trick, collected the seven corpse puppets, and then flew out of the ring.

"No. 1 ring, Ye Xiaofan wins!An hour later, the second competition will be held!" After the old man flew out of the ring, the elder of the Mingyue Sect announced the result, and Ye Xiaofan sat cross-legged in the ring on the spot, recovering the mana he had just consumed.

In the battle just now, don't look at Ye Xiaofan's easy win, in fact, he also consumed a lot, especially when he released Ziwei Tianhuo later, he lost two percent of his mana at once, if he didn't use these two percent of mana to urge Ziwei Tianhuo, he couldn't let the seven corpse puppets be trapped in the sea of fire.

With the passage of time, there were people flying out of each ring, an hour later, Ye Xiaofan slowly opened his eyes, he saw that the ring he was in was moving slowly, and soon, it was combined with a ring, and in that ring, there was also a person sitting there cross-legged, when he saw Ye Xiaofan, he bowed his head to him, and stood up at the same time, the two were dozens of feet apart, looking at each other.

"In Xia Qianhua, from Dongzhou Dongshen Sect!" The person opposite Ye Xiaofan reported to his family.

"In Xia Ye Xiaofan, from the Xizhou Tianyun Sect. Ye Xiaofan was not stingy and reported to his family.

"Brother Ye, time is precious, let's start now, how about it?" Qianhua said.

That's what I mean. As Ye Xiaofan spoke, his mind moved, and the Qingyun Sword came out, and the sword trick was urged, and he once again performed the technique of returning to the sect of ten thousand swords, and at the same time, the trick of his right hand changed, and the bundle of immortal ropes was unleashed, hidden on a flying sword in the return of ten thousand swords.

On the opposite side, Qianhua had a spear in his hand, his whole body was snow-white, and with a wave, the wind surged, the wind on the flat ground was fierce, and a hurricane visible to the naked eye came towards Ye Xiaofan, and at the same time, Qianhua moved under his feet, followed by the hurricane, and galloped towards Ye Xiaofan.

As soon as Ye Xiaofan's sword trick urged, thousands of flying swords suddenly moved, and began to gallop, spinning around the ring, seemingly irregular, but Ye Xiaofan did not urge the flying swords to attack Qianhua, but let these flying swords fly in the ring like this.

Ye Xiaofan stood in place and didn't move, just watched the hurricane rushing towards him, seeing that the hurricane was getting closer and closer to him, thirty zhang, twenty zhang, ten zhang, five zhang, three zhang, one zhang, five feet...... Just when the hurricane was less than a foot away from Ye Xiaofan, and when Qianhua's spear was less than three inches away from him, Ye Xiaofan's figure suddenly disappeared, at this moment, he performed the technique of great shifting, and instantly appeared twenty zhang behind Qianhua.

At this moment, Qianhua's complexion changed greatly, he just thought that a shot had stabbed Ye Xiaofan, but when he saw it clearly, there was still Ye Xiaofan's shadow in the same place, and Ye Xiaofan didn't know when it would disappear.

When he saw clearly, he only heard the sound of breaking the sky around him, Qianhua waved the spear in his hand without hesitation, and hurricanes flew out one after another, blocking the flying sword, but at this time, he only saw a flash of light, which was close to him in an instant, and after reacting, his complexion changed greatly, and for a moment, he only felt like he was trapped by something, unable to move, and the flying sword around him had already broken through the barrier of the hurricane, and he was about to shoot at himself.

"I admit defeat!" Qianhua shouted, if he was really shot by these giant swords, it would not be a dead end.

At the moment when he heard Qianhua admit defeat, Ye Xiaofan's sword trick urged, all the flying swords disappeared, and only one flying sword rushed towards him, shooting towards him, and instantly submerged into his body, and then his heart moved, and he lifted the immortal rope on Qianhua's body, allowing Qianhua to regain his freedom.

"Thank you Brother Ye for your mercy, I am grateful, and I am convinced. Qianhua took the spear, then bowed to Ye Xiaofan, and then flew away from the ring.

The whole battle process, although complicated, was only over in a very short time, and the whole process did not take more than ten breaths.

Elder Mingyue Sect announced the results of the competition, Ye Xiaofan won, let him rest for an hour, and conduct the third competition.

An hour later, the competition came as scheduled, but after Ye Xiaofan saw the opponent this time, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, this person was obviously injured, and the injury was not light, the opponent saw that Ye Xiaofan was not injured at all, and he took the initiative to abstain and no longer compete with Ye Xiaofan.

"Thank you for giving in!" Seeing that the opponent abstained, Ye Xiaofan hugged his opponent after being surprised.

"The strength of the Taoist friend is superb, and after several competitions, he was unharmed, and he asked himself if he was not the opponent of the Taoist friend, so he had to abstain. The man replied with a wry smile. (To be continued.) )