A sword stabbed out, and six sword lights appeared.
“Hey! It’s the Shadow Sword!”
“Six Swords Shadow, Senior Brother Ning Yuan’s Shadow Sword has been completed!”
“Junior Sister Leng is in danger!”
Ding Ding Ding ~!
A crisp sound came.
Ning Yuan’s six sword shadows were instantly cracked by Leng Yiyi.
“Ok?”
He was slightly taken aback.
What a fast sword!
He shot first, Leng Yiyi shot later, and he could instantly see the flaw and fight back.
wrong.
“Fuck! Junior Sister Leng’s strength just now…”
“The peak of condensing pulse!? Junior sister Leng actually hides her cultivation!”
“Hi~ Wasn’t it in the late stage of pulse coagulation before?”
“Fart! The beginning is obviously the initial stage of pulse condensation!”
“So what’s the realm of Junior Sister Leng?”
There was a chatter from the audience.
Ning Yuan’s eyes sank.
At this moment, Ning Yuan completely put away the contempt in his heart.
The momentum sank, and a breeze blew past.
“Flick willow!”
The sword shadow disappeared without a trace, and the speed was extremely fast.
This move, combined with the sword power, will completely lock Leng Yiyi’s breath before the sword arrives, and there is no way to avoid it!
Everyone held their breath and stared.
Ning Yuan’s sword was in full swing, and the power of this blow was as expected.
But how should Leng Yiyi solve it?
“Normalization!”
With a low shout, Leng Yiyi twisted her wrist and stabbed countless sword lights at the same time, facing the potential.
A series of sword shadows collided in the air, making people dazzled.
“Swords!?”
An exclamation sounded.
“My God, how old is this girl? She actually understood the sword power!”
“And it’s still the peak of sword power. I’m afraid it won’t be long before the sword will be condensed, right?”
“Master, didn’t you say that she has only been practicing for a few months?”
Lin Tianchen, who was sitting above the square, shook his hand.
He twitched slightly.
You ask me, who do I ask?
I want to know too!
“Probably before going up the mountain, Junior Sister Yukui had already taught her to practice swords.”
Lin Tianchen gave a more reliable answer.
However, only Su Yun knew the truth.
Don’t ask, asking is a monster.
In a short while, the winner and loser in the arena were already divided.
Although Leng Yiyi’s performance was one point worse, her peak sword power was over Ning Yuan.
The same sword cultivator, the suppression of the realm of swordsmanship, is more effective than the suppression of the cultivation base.
“I lost.”
Ning Yuan clenched his fists and was convinced.
“Assignment.”
Leng Yiyi nodded lightly, facing everyone’s eyes, turned and walked off the stage.
