Chapter 1715

In Ye Ziling's eyes, the snow-blooming flowers continued to shine, and at the same time, white dragon shadows surrounded her body.

"Snowflake Sword Net!"

A sword swayed the opponent's sword, Ye Ziling quickly flashed past, and the sword light continued. In the blink of an eye, the White Dragon Sacred Sword in his hand swung hundreds of sword lights, purple thunder and lightning sword lights, blended with chilly snowflakes.

Under the criss-crossing pattern, a net of ice and thunder swords formed, covering Yuan Hao.

Boom!

Yuan Hao frowned slightly, and stood on the spot, punching punch after punch.

Every time his fist strikes, it is like a volcanic eruption, and the majestic Long Yuan is extremely powerful. However, the snowflakes falling from the sky immediately dissipated most of his power after falling on his fist.

The rest of the fist light just broke the edge of the ice and thunder sword net.

boom!

When the sword net fell, it instantly wrapped around it, constantly smashing his body-protecting Long Yuan into pieces.

Yuan Hao had nowhere to exert his strength, and his expression couldn't help but panic. He didn't care much, and finally broke out all his strength, and opened all the nine dragon veins, trying to break the ice and thunder sword net.

But after breaking free like this, Yuan Hao suddenly found in horror that most of his outbursts were absorbed by Jianwang.

The sword net devoured his Long Yuan like a holy weapon, but the restraint became more and more forceful.

At the same time, the ice and thunder sword net was still melting a little bit, penetrating into his body, and even the body protector Long Yuan could not resist.

how can that be?

Yuan Hao was completely panicked, this is just the beginning, he is about to lose?

Just when he was panicking, Ye Ziling, who fell to the ground, turned around quickly, and shoved his right hand out.

Whoosh!

A bolt of lightning flew out of her hand, and in the blink of an eye, the lightning struck Yuan Hao.

Pfft!

Yuan Hao spat out blood and was shaken out of the Thunder Blood Battlefield, the body protector Long Yuan collapsed, and a bloody hole appeared in his chest.

The wound was terrifying and bleeding profusely.

At this moment, Ye Ziling, who was turning around quickly, had only just turned halfway, and after a full circle, she stretched out her hand.

Swish!

The lightning turned into a white dragon and turned around, she held it with five fingers, and then everyone realized that it was a sword, the white dragon holy sword given to her by Lin Yun.

"I go!"

"It's too fast, what kind of swordsmanship is this?"

The audience was shocked, indescribable astonishment, and there was an uproar.

This too fast has two chills, one is the end of the battle too fast, and the other is the speed of the last sword is too fast.

After defeating Yuan Hao, Ye Ziling welcomed two more leaders of the Holy Land.

The two of them are not weaker than Yuan Hao, and the latter one ranks 230th on the Dragon List, which is an extremely strong opponent.

The situation was very anxious, but Ye Ziling managed to hold out after all, winning three games in a row!

Jianzong's reputation suddenly skyrocketed, and it immediately became an existence that people could not ignore.

"Yes, the generation of Sword Sect has indeed risen, Ye Ziling, I will meet you!"

A figure came across the sky, and the person who spoke was still a disciple of Mingzong, ranking ninety-seventh on the Dragon List, Sikong Yuan!

The moment Sikong Yuan fell, his aura exploded, and he shot directly without any hesitation.

He reached out and drew a long spear, sending his right hand forward.

The spear was like a dragon, it shattered the void in the blink of an eye, shattered many snowflakes and swords, and came to Ye Ziling.

As soon as the battle started, Ye Ziling became extremely dangerous.

Clang!

She did not panic, took a step back, and then the long sword slammed out.

This retreat and advance, when the sword light is released, the cold star blooms, and the dragon roars all over, directly smashing the opponent's spear.

"It's a bit of a skill."

The corner of Sikong Yuan's mouth twitched into a smile, and he was about to start serious.

"You take my sword too!"

Chopping the spear light, Ye Ziling turned her wrist, drew a circle, and danced six sword shadows.

Whoosh!

The six sword lights turned into six white dragons and flew out. The sword pierced out, and the void seemed to stand still. The speed of the six white dragons has reached the extreme, and Lei Bing's will has been exerted to the extreme.

Thunder represents speed, while ice freezes everything in the outside world, including sound.

"As expected of Jian Jingtian's daughter, you can't underestimate it..."

The corners of Sikong Yuan's mouth curled into a smile, and he took a few steps back.

Fortunately, this sword is because his reaction is fast, if it is a little slower, there will be six more holes in his body.

"Shadowless Silent Sword?"

A strange look flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, it seemed that Ye Ziling had indeed gained a lot of benefits from the Holy Origin.

The characteristics of his Lei Bing will have been brought into play to the limit.

On the battlefield of Thunder Blood, one man and one woman were evenly matched. Even Sikong Yuanshi, who was ranked 97th, didn't seem to have the upper hand, but instead had a tendency to fall behind.

"Who is this Ye Ziling? She's so powerful, she seems to be even more terrifying than Zhao Yan!"

"With her strength, I'm afraid that she can enter the top 100 on the Dragon List. It's incredible."

"She seems to be Jian Jingtian's daughter..."

There were endless discussions, and everyone was amazed at the strength that Ye Ziling showed.

Ye Ziling was completely immersed in it. He didn't care about the discussions in the square. He calmly analyzed in his heart that it was time for a quick solution.

The opponent's cultivation base is always higher than his own. If he continues to fight, the chance of winning in the end is very small.

Sikong Yuan has already seen this and has always been restrained, so the scene seems to be at a disadvantage.

Ye Ziling's eyes flashed the color of utter determination, the winner should be absolutely determined, if I drag it down, I will lose.

"Shenlong Locking Heaven Sword!"

Snowflakes fluttered, long sleeves like clouds, Ye Ziling rose from the ground, like a purple thundercloud. Soft and agile, it floated silently towards Sikong Yuan, all the sharp edges were hidden in this purple cloud.

No shadow, no sound, no me!

This sword is Ye Ziling's newly mastered swordsmanship without self. It is the ultimate move that she has learned from the holy source and combined with her own swordsmanship of Lei Bing.

Among them, the subtle and profound meaning is far superior to the ghost swordsmanship of the same grade.

Sikong Yuan frowned slightly, feeling a little pressure, he held the spear in both hands. The spear spun rapidly, laying out layers of light curtains in front of him, and the sun and the moon circulated in the light curtain, offsetting the opponent's soaring sword momentum.

"break!"

Ye Ziling, who had never been able to find the best chance to shoot, could only shoot ahead of time when the sword stance had not completely fallen to the bottom of the valley. The purple cloud shattered, and a white dragon flashed and roared with electric light.

boom!

When the white dragon appeared, the overwhelming sword force gathered, like chains trapped Sikong Yuan.

Sikong Yuan let out a loud shout, his aura soared, directly shattering the attacking swords, and then the spear that turned hundreds of times stabbed out.

puff!

Ye Ziling spat out blood and flew out.

But Sikongyuan didn't feel well either. His spear was shaken out, and the palms of his hands were split open with blood seeping out and falling continuously.

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, but he grinned in pain.

Everyone in the martial arts tea party was extremely surprised. Ye Ziling's sword was really scary.

If Zhao Yan relied on his own talent and the swordsmanship left by the funeral dude, he was able to shine at this martial arts tea party.

This Ye Ziling has completely walked out of his own path, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that this sword just owes some heat.

The difference is in cultivation!

If the two had the same cultivation base, Sikong Yuan would definitely lose.

Sikong Yuan felt pain in his palm, anger flashed in his eyes, and he immediately killed him.

He has a small mind and doesn't want the opponent to lose too easily.

Ye Ziling had just landed when she saw a palm print coming over. The palm was so fast that she didn't even have time to admit defeat.

Just when she was about to take this palm, a figure suddenly fell, and her right hand rested on her shoulder.

Swish!

Her body was pulled back two steps, and the person who came took a step forward and raised his hand to catch the palm.

boom!

The two palms were facing each other, and the person who came came didn't take a step back.

On the contrary, Sikong Yuan was shocked and flew out, and after landing, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

The sudden scene made many people not react.

They looked closely, only to realize that the person standing in front of Ye Ziling was a man in black with a hat, whose identity was unknown.

"Who is Your Excellency? Why did you intervene in the battle between me and Miss Ye for no reason?"

Sikong Yuan suppressed his anger and said coldly.

A crisp voice came from under the hat, "Miss Ye has already lost, isn't she?"

Ye Ziling reacted, nodded, and cupped her hands: "Zi Ling lost, there is a chance in the future to teach Mingzong's unique skills in brother Sikong."

The corner of Sikongyuan's mouth twitched, and he was quite unhappy.

He seemed to have won, but the scene was even uglier than the loss, and his heart was full of fire.

But he had to bite the bullet and say, "Admit."

Ye Ziling nodded and looked at the man in black with a hat, with a look of surprise in his eyes. He was really curious about who this man was.

But since the other party was wearing a hat, she didn't want to reveal her identity, so she left without asking any questions.

The man in black with a hat on his head was naturally Lin Yun.

He has been paying attention to everyone in the Sword Sect, and after seeing Ye Ziling's defeat, he couldn't help but be humiliated.

There is no reason to let the brothers and daughters suffer here.

Just as Lin Yun was about to leave, Sikongyuan stopped him and said solemnly: "Stay! Simou is just emerging, since your Excellency can take me a slap, I think it's not a nameless person, how about just finishing this fight? "

He stared at Lin Yun with his eyes slightly narrowed, and didn't want to let him go just like that.

He was holding his stomach full of fire, so he let Lin Yun go like this, holding this breath in his heart, I was afraid it would be quite uncomfortable.

"Heh, the top of the dragon list is indeed a nameless person, I think it's okay."

Under the hat, Lin Yun smiled, not intending to stay.

"The so-called meeting is fate. You don't know each other if you don't fight. Your Excellency is by no means unknown, so there is no need to humble yourself." Sikong Yuan smiled, dodged and stopped directly in front of Lin Yun.

Whoosh!

Lin Yun didn't trust this person's character, afraid that he would suddenly make a move, so he stepped back and dodged.

Almost as soon as Sikong Yuan landed, Lin Yun retreated a hundred paces away, the wind was light and cloudless.

What a great speed!

Everyone was shocked, and even the monstrous evildoers of the major holy places lit up.

Sikongyuan stretched out his hand, and the holy spear that landed in the distance turned into a shock and returned.

The spear hit the ground with a pestle, making a clanging sound, and sparks scattered.

"Go ahead, I'm becoming more and more curious about your identity!" Sikong Yuan narrowed his eyes and smiled, but his smile was extremely cold.

The nine-layered pressure of the dragon pulse was released, but Lin Yun was forcibly stopped, and he was not allowed to leave.

Lin Yun sighed, this time he really couldn't leave if he wanted to.

The martial arts tea party is really unavoidable.

If so, then stay!

Lin Yun raised his hand and took off the hat on his head, revealing a handsome and handsome face that was no stranger to everyone present.

The number one in Langya, Lin Xiao!

Suddenly, the Quartet was stunned and exclaimed.

Lin Xiao, the number one on the Langya list, has recently shown his sharp edge, and few people don't know about it.

But you are playing the piano, and you are running a martial arts tea party!

Did you go to the wrong place?