Chapter 448

Si Xueyi faced off against Mr. Changji.

Lin Yun was thoughtful, there is no need to say more about the son of Changji, one of the eight masters of the evildoers cultivated by the Qin Tian Academy.

Si Xueyi, the young man who forced himself into a yin and wind stream in Qingyang Realm back then, and toasted him with a glass of wine at the Qiongtai banquet.

Many years ago, he and Bai Lixuan were known as double stars, and they were on par with each other.

I don't know what kind of strength this handsome young man has now.

For this battle, Lin Yun is still quite concerned.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and Si Xueyi held a folding fan, like a fallen leaf, and landed on the battlefield.

He was dressed in a snow-white long gown, his long hair was tied up high, and two happy towels were floating. Bright eyes and white teeth, skin like snow, pink face and red lips, a pair of eyes, shining like stars, attracted countless eyes as soon as they landed.

In particular, the eyes of many women were almost completely attracted to him. The beauty of this person was inferior to that of the Daqin Empire, even if he was a wanderer.

"This guy looks like a woman."

Li Wuyou looked at the four directions, and many women stared at Si Xueyi's fiery eyes and complained.

Xinyan smiled slightly: "Women are not as beautiful as him, Junior Brother, do you think he has a chance of winning? At the princess banquet, he only toasted you a glass of wine. Although they are evenly matched, I feel that regardless of cultivation level or talent , not much weaker than you."

These words are not false, and they even look up to Lin Yun.

Compared to Si Xueyi, Lin Yun at the princess banquet was slightly better in both strength and cultivation.

At that time, the opponent had obviously seen Lin Yun fight many times, so he didn't take action because he was afraid of winning by force.

"What are the chances of winning, I don't believe that he can defeat the son like the eldest brother. Besides, Changji's son's name is much thicker than Ye son, and is undoubtedly much stronger than Ye son."

Li Wuyou spoke quickly and expressed the thoughts of many people.

Although Young Master Ye has the name of Young Master, he ranks last, but this Young Master Changji is different.

"Look and talk."

Lin Yun didn't dare to speak rashly, and didn't say it clearly.

On the contrary, I deliberately read what Bai Lixuan said. This person has a lot of dealings with Si Xueyi, so it might be more accurate to ask him.

But take the liberty to ask, I'm afraid it will be boring.

Bang!

Another figure fell on the battle platform, the battle platform shook slightly, and Mr. Changji held a black long spear and appeared in front of everyone.

"This spear is called Xuanyou. It is a super-grade Xuanbing. Although it is not a treasure, it has the coercion of a treasure. Brother Si, please be more careful."

Young Master Changji looked at the other party and introduced the Xuanbing in his hand.

Longmen Dabi was about to use the treasure, but he couldn't help Xuanbing, but he was magnanimous, and took the initiative to tell the other party that the power of the Xuanyou spear he was injured was not inferior to the treasure.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, everyone in the world thinks that I was defeated by you. It's just a matter of course. No one cares what kind of weapon you use, and I won't care either."

Si Xueyi shook the folding fan and laughed softly.

"excuse me."

Young Master Changji and outsiders imagined it to be much simpler, and the arrogance of the son, who could not see it at all, fell, and stabbed him with a gun.

Bang!

The point of the spear was cold, piercing the void, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Si Xueyi.

The simple and unpretentious shot contains a mountain-like coercion, which is extremely heavy, and the power of one shot brings great pressure to people.

Si Xueyi smiled indifferently, the folding fan in his hand slammed, and the gun was usually put away by four or two thousand pounds.

Whoa!

Young Master Changji held the spearman's left hand, slammed it back, and stabbed it out like lightning. The moment the stab passed, the wrist slammed down again, and the long spear suddenly pressed down like a mad dragon.

Si Xueyi raised her brows and quietly avoided it.

hum!

The gun slammed into the air, buzzing in mid-air, and an astonishing loud noise erupted. It can be seen how heavy this blow is, but Young Master Changji mentioned it casually. This shot that was powerful enough to break the mountain was easily lifted by him, and swept out with the remaining power before it disappeared.

The old strength has not yet disappeared, and new real energy has been poured in. Now this gun swept over, it can be said to be extremely fierce.

"Good marksmanship..."

Lin Yun couldn't help but praise.

This person's marksmanship, in the blink of an eye, is ordinary, nothing fancy. But in fact, every blow was exhausted, and another shot could be fired before Yu Wei dissipated, so that at least half of the power of the previous shot was superimposed, and so on.

The power is so great that it will be so great sooner or later that it can shock the opponent to death just by its momentum.

Sure enough, Mr. Changji on the battlefield, his initial ordinary marksmanship, became more and more terrifying. After ten moves, the coercion exuding from his whole body has already approached Zifu, and the offensive is like a storm, and it is even more difficult to kick.

After three more moves, Changji's Xuanyou spear has reached an appalling level.

Seeing that Si Xueyi couldn't avoid the spear, a smile appeared on his face. When Xuanyou spear was about to swipe at him, he rose out of thin air and landed firmly on the tip of the spear.

Such a dangerous scene suddenly caused bursts of exclamations off the field, which made people surprised.

If this is half a minute later, he, Si Xueyi, will be swept into meat dregs. And dare to fall on the opponent's long spear, and when Changji shakes him down, he will still be dead.

rub rub!

But no one could have imagined that Si Xueyi on the tip of the gun showed a smile, spread out his hands, and kept flying with the tip of the gun.

Changji's complexion changed slightly, his body was retreating, and his wrist was shaking frantically.

Boom!

Suddenly, this Xuanyou spear was like a volcanic eruption, surging and surging. Si Xueyi, who can walk in it, has an erratic figure and holds a folding fan, which never falls. No matter how the gun swung, he was moving forward little by little.

"fall!"

Changji let out a loud shout, calmly made a decision, his figure flashed, he held the handle of the gun with his right hand, and lifted it up sharply.

Si Xueyi had to fall down, but the place where he landed was less than one position away from Changji.

Before the soles of his feet fell completely, he swiped together, like a sharp sword, stabbing towards his throat like lightning.

The dangerous scene immediately made the person watching it tremble with fear, and his expression became completely tense.

Whoa!

Between the electric light and flint, Changji's expression did not change, holding the spear in both hands and spinning wildly in front of him.

clang clang!

The spear spun like the wind, and it was guarded without leakage. No matter how fast and fierce Si Xueyi's offensive was, it was still unable to penetrate.

On the contrary, it was Changji, with the rotation of Xuanyou spear, the momentum of falling from his body soared to the peak again.

retreat!

Si Xueyi couldn't attack for a long time, and lightly tapped his toes on the ground, and rushed out like lightning.

"That's it!"

Changji, who always remained calm, threw the spear out of his hand when Si Xueyi just decided to retreat.

boom!

The Xuanyou spear, which swirled for half a sound, contained true energy and momentum, and it had reached an astonishing level. The moment Changji threw it out, the wind and clouds rose together, the sky and the earth paled, and the power of a single blow made the entire battle platform shake.

A loud rumbling sound echoed between the heavens and the earth, and the tip of the spear was piercing the void. Because the speed was too fast, it rubbed the air with dazzling fireworks.

This shot is shocking!

Si Xueyi, who had always had a relaxed smile on his face, looked a little dignified at this moment.

"Flying mirror under the moon, Yunsheng Jiehailou!"

But just at the critical moment, a turbulent river suddenly appeared. The river was vast and quiet like a virgin.

The bright moon on the water is like a bright mirror chasing the road in the Asgard Palace, accompanied by misty water, looming in the buildings of Qiongtai.

The vision of heaven and earth... This is the spirit of Si Xueyi!

Even if it wasn't the first time he saw it, Lin Yun was still very shocked. Martial spirits that can produce strange noises have always been among the best in the world.

Whoosh!

With the power of the vision, that stone-shattering shot was finally able to slow down a little.

Si Xueyi stretched out her arms and rose into the sky with the Asgard building on the water.

Bang!

When the spear landed, there was a loud noise, and the space in all directions trembled. The river water shattered suddenly, and Si Xueyi's visionary martial spirit, the vast river water, suddenly appeared one after another cracks, and then completely dissipated. As for the long spear named Xuanyou, the tip of the spear never entered the battlefield, and the body of the spear trembled like a dragon.

But although the river is scattered, the bright moon is still there.

The bright moon is like a flying mirror. Under the moonlight, Si Xueyi is wearing a white shirt, her figure is hazy, and she is indescribably beautiful and elegant.

call out!

Under the pure moonlight, the folding fan in his hand shot out as cold as lightning.

Pfft!

Changji, who wanted to step forward and pull out the Xuanyou spear, was abruptly blue.

Bathed in the pale white moonlight, Si Xueyi fell from the sky and stepped on Xuanyou's spear, which was trembling like a dragon. The Xuanyou Spear, which originally trembled wildly, was as irritable as a dragon, causing the battlefield to shake violently.

When Si Xueyi fell, she immediately quieted down.

With long sleeves like clouds, Si Xueyi stretched out his hand and held the flying fan, shaking it gently. Si Xueyi was condescending, and her handsome face was intoxicating under the moonlight. He looked at the other party and said softly, "Young Master Changji, the outcome is already divided."

On Mr. Changji's chest, there was a ferocious wound, and blood was constantly overflowing.

This injury looks scary, but it is not fatal, but it is indeed defeated.

The strongest blow did not hurt the opponent in the slightest, but instead allowed the opponent to control his own weapon. It is futile to fight any more, and defeat is only a matter of time.

Changji took a deep look at the other party and said in a deep voice, "Give me the Xuanyou spear, he doesn't like being stepped on."

"Good to say."

Si Xueyi showed a smile, her figure flashed, her long sleeves were flowing like a cloud, and her hand was slamming a folding fan.

hum!

The Xuanyou spear burst out of the ground, like an electric light, and flew out and landed in the hands of Mr. Changji.

Glancing at Xuanyou Spear, Changji's eyes flashed with a look of unwillingness, and he glanced at the referee and said, "The skills are not as good as others, I admit defeat."

Mr. Changji, who stepped down with a long spear, looked a little lonely, but no one paid attention.

Everyone's eyes fell on the battle stage, Si Xueyi, who was dressed in white as snow, as his name suggested, but more handsome than Fenghuaxueyue. Another dark horse is born!