"Younger martial brother Xiao will win."
Xi Xinyu of Qingyun gate immediately retorted, clenched his fist and focused on Xiao Fangu.
Bai Minglu held a straw in his mouth and his eyes twinkled.
As one of the top ten gifted disciples of Qingyun sect, Bai Minglu has long practiced Qingyun sword formula to the second level. His combat power is far superior to that of the same level, and his vision is also very fierce.
However, he found that Huo Yunjie was only slightly at a disadvantage and showed no signs of defeat.
"At this stage, we can only compete and consume." At this moment, longguai immortal whispered.
Xi Xinyu immediately asked, "elder nine, do you think younger martial brother Xiao can't defeat the disciples of the ethereal sect?"
Elder longguai nodded: "Van Gogh has a good talent in Kendo and is very suitable for cultivating Qingyun sword formula, but the cultivation time is still too short. Although the first layer is perfect, it is only a little stronger than the perfect first-class spell, and it can't reach the point of rolling."
"The other side is just a mere disciple of a higher school. There must be no auxiliary skills. Even if it is more than consumption, younger martial brother Xiao will win." For Xiao Fangu, Xi Xinyu is fascinated and confident.
In mid air.
Xiao Fangu stepped on the Xuanye flying sword. He was very fast and flexible. He tried to go around behind Huo Yunjie for many times, but he never succeeded.
"Vitality bullet!"
Huo Yunjie and Xiao Fangu opened a distance of more than ten meters, constantly raided with Yuan Qi bullets, and secretly made the yuan Qi bullets great, but the actual power was very weak, pretending to go all out.
"Yuyu..."
Not long after, Huo Yunjie began to pant.
Xiao Fangu's eyes lit up: "you can't hold on at last. I'll beat you down from the sky!"
He pinched the formula with both hands and cast a spell called "cloud gathering sword". Half of his mana turned into a long sword like a cloud gathering, which was one meter wide and five meters long. He cut it off with a heavy and fierce breath.
Whoosh!
Huo Yunjie suddenly accelerated and drove the cold lightsaber into Xiao Fan Valley, as if he wanted to fight before he was exhausted.
"Stupid, you can't touch me."
Xiao Fangu tried to dodge, but the speed is a little slow because of the huge consumption before.
Huo Yunjie seized the opportunity, changed the previous decline, returned to the peak, and broke out at the fastest speed. First, he avoided the attack of the magic "cloud gathering sword", and then jumped up from the cold lightsaber.
Qiang!
After the cold light sword didn't carry people, its speed increased sharply, and it stabbed Xiao Fangu's chest like a stray arrow.
This sudden scene frightened Xiao Fangu to quickly display the Qingyun sect's magic "Qingyun sword and shield" to stop him.
Huo Yunjie, who jumped into the air, suddenly performed the magic "bind the spirit rope", wrapped the spirit rope around Xiao Fangu's body, pulled it with force, crossed over Xiao Fangu's head, turned back and exploded a vitality bullet.
Bang!
Facing the double attacks from the front and back of him, Xiao Fangu was finally unable to resist. He was seriously injured by the vitality bomb. He screamed and hit the peak.
The Xuanye flying sword fell down due to no one's control and was inserted obliquely on the ground, making a pleasant sound of the sword.
Compared with the tragic defeat of Xiao Fangu, Huo Yunjie calmly fell to the ground and reached out to catch the falling cold light sword.
He stood with a sword, his clothes floating, like a young Sword Fairy.
"The outcome is divided!"
The vice mayor stood up and said.
Anyway, the ethereal sect is a force near Baifu city. Moreover, he has a little friendship with Ye Feng. Now standing up and saying a word can play a great role.
indeed.
Hearing the vice mayor's words, longguai immortal, who was about to speak, closed his mouth, held his crutch and snorted discontentedly.
"Xiao Fangu, you are defeated!"
Huo Yunjie put his sword back into its sheath, went to the Xuanye flying sword, pulled it up, looked back at Xiao Fan Valley lying on the ground, "remember a word, I'm ashamed to be with you!"
After that, Huo Yunjie respectfully handed Xuanye Feijian to Ye Feng.
Xiao Fangu was so angry that he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. His hair danced wildly with the wind and his hands hit the ground angrily. He was very unwilling.
Xuanye flying sword is only a low-grade spirit weapon. It costs more than 100 low-grade spirit stones. It's not very valuable. Just buy it after you lose it.
But in this war, Xiao Fangu lost to Huo Yunjie, who was too lazy to look more, and his heart was oppressed to the extreme.
"Younger martial brother Xiao, are you okay?" Xi Xinyu immediately rushed forward and helped Xiao Fangu back to one side.
Xiao Fangu clenched his teeth, trembled and didn't say a word.
"Look out of the way. Your strength is so strong."
At this time, Bai Minglu spits out the grass stem in his mouth, takes the sword three steps forward, and looks at Huo Yunjie with bright eyes. "Bai Minglu, the tenth of the lower Qingyun sect, wants to ask for advice from the most powerful disciple of the ethereal sect."
"Yunjie, come back." When Huo Yunjie was ready to fight, he was called back by Ye Feng.
Bai Minglu frowned slightly and asked in a puzzled way, "leader Ye doesn't even want to give me the opportunity to ask for advice?"
Bai Minglu's idea is very simple.
Xiao Fangu lost to Huo Yunjie in full view of the public and lost the face of Qingyun gate. His senior brother should stand up and win at this time.
In this way, you can leave with the attitude of the winner.
Ye Feng said, "in our ethereal sect, Yunjie's strength can only rank third. Since you want to ask for advice from the strongest, our leader can meet you, but the premise is that if you lose, get out of here immediately!"
As soon as the word "roll" was exported, there was a hurricane around, which made everyone feel heavy pressure.
Even the real longguai looked heavy.
"If Minglu loses, I will pay for it myself and will never appear here again." Longguai immortal promised instead of Baiming road.
Ye Feng didn't talk nonsense. He waved and said, "ink warbler, make a quick decision."
"Yes, master."
Holding a flying sword against the wind, Moying walked slowly to the middle of the field, and the breath of the eight peaks of Qi refining gradually appeared.
"The disciples of the ethereal sect have reached this accomplishment. If they go further, they can be on a par with the leader of the middle school."
The leaders of major sects are under great pressure.
Some people silently bowed their heads and lamented that they could not even compare with a disciple of the ethereal sect.
Xiao Fangu stared at Mo Ying. He didn't know where Ye Feng picked up such a strong disciple. If he fought with Mo Ying before, he might not be able to make three moves.
Baiming road came to the field.
He began to bend his knees and grasp the scabbard with one hand and the handle with the other. There was a sharp breath like a sword on his body.
Xi Xinyu was surprised and said, "elder martial brother Bai is serious. He should use the sword pulling skill he has practiced hard for months."
Even the real longguai smiled.
He believes in the strength of Baiming road.
He is a genius who ranks 10th in Qingyun sect and has nine peaks of refining Qi. Under Juyuan realm, except for those old people, Baiming road is already a first-class level.
Xiao Fangu opened his eyes and prepared to study on the spot.
"Your cultivation is lower than me. Take the initiative first." Bai Ming Lu said to Mo Ying.
His sword pulling skill pays attention to the first come after the first serve, and lets Mo Ying take the first shot. In fact, it makes her fall into a passive situation.
"Are you sure?"
The voice of the ink warbler was very cold, with a bit of fun, and then his body suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
Everyone was stunned.
Anyone here?