Chapter 2200

Under the competition stage, Shen Xiangyan looked at Shangguan Yujie blankly, feeling bitter in his heart. If he had understood the meaning of the sword, this result would definitely not be the result. Unfortunately, sword intent is not so easy to comprehend. Today he lost to Shangguan Yujie. I wonder if he still has a chance to join the Sword Immortal Sect? Although the number one Sword Immortal in the Immortal World is in the Xuantian Immortal Sect, he still feels that the Sword Immortal Sect is more suitable for him. After some random thinking, Shen Xiangyan quickly took the elixir to heal his injuries and restore his spiritual power. Then he did not leave, but stayed to watch Shangguan Yujie's competition. When Shangguan Yujie recovered his spiritual power, Ye Feiran said to Lu Yingzhou who was standing aside, "I'm going up to challenge Shangguan Yujie." Hearing this, Lu Yingzhou's eyes suddenly lit up. He had seen Ye Feiran's sword-wielding style, so he naturally knew her talent in swordsmanship. Two natural swordsmen compete, who will win and who will lose? If he didn't hide his cultivation level and directly used his cultivation level in the middle stage of Immortal Sage to fight against Shangguan Yujie, he would definitely win. So what if you fight against Shangguan Yujie with his peak immortal cultivation level? After all, Lu Yingzhou didn't know Ye Feiran well enough. If Ye Han and Fengyun Team Three were here, they would know the result without even thinking. Ye Feiran would definitely defeat Shangguan Yujie. As soon as Ye Feiran came on stage, he instantly attracted everyone's attention. Shangguan Yujie felt hot in his heart when he saw Ye Feiran. She was also at the peak of immortality and also a swordsman. I wonder if this girl would be better than Shen Xiangyan? When Shangguan Yufeng saw Ye Feiran under the competition stage, he was slightly startled, and then a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes. Isn't Miss Mu Fei a master-level Kagura master? Could it be that she is a Kagura master and a fellow swordsman? For some reason, Shangguan Yufeng felt that Ye Feiran's talent in swordsmanship must be as good as that of a Kagura master, so he silently sent a message to Shangguan Yujie. "Yujie, she is a master-level divine musician." As for anything else, he won't say anything else. If Shangguan Yujie understands it, he will understand it. If he doesn't, forget it. Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yujie was slightly startled, and then he looked at Ye Feiran quietly. In front of the water mirror, the major sect forces were slightly startled when they saw Ye Feiran flying on the sword training competition stage. "Isn't this Ye Feiran? Why is she on the sword cultivator competition stage?" "Yes, isn't she a master-level Kagura master? Is she also a swordsman?" "At such a young age, her cultivation has reached the peak of immortality. She is also a master-level Kagura master. If she is also a swordsman, is she too perverted?" "Pervert is good, the world of immortality needs talents like her!" "Suddenly, I am particularly looking forward to her performance on the sword cultivating competition stage." Compared to other sects, Xuantian Immortal Sect was even more surprised. After all, she also knew that Ye Feiran was a seventh-level alchemist. "This child...is he fully developed?" Qingwu murmured softly. Ke Duzhong came back to his senses, stroked his beard and said, "Whether she develops in an all-round way or not, she will soon be a disciple of our Xuantian Immortal Sect. As long as she is talented in all aspects, I will fully support her development." Rongyue nodded in agreement, "Sect Master, this is a good idea." She also knew that Ye Feiran was a seventh-grade alchemist and had fallen into Wen Xi's eyes, and Ye Feiran had also fallen into her eyes. Although she couldn't accept it at first, Ye Feiran was so evil both in her talent for alchemy and her talent as a Kagura teacher. She couldn't be selfish and let her only focus on being a Kagura teacher. I guess Ye Feiran himself wouldn't be happy either. . Although Wang Zezhi said nothing, his eyes kept falling on Ye Feiran. Although he was helping to find fresh blood during this period, he had actually been waiting for Ye Feiran to participate in the competition. It’s great that she chose to participate in the sword training competition! This way, he could see her talent in swordsmanship. Swordsmanship competition stage. Shangguan Yujie and Ye Feiran bowed to each other. "Shangguan Yujie." "Ye Feiran." Upon hearing Ye Feiran's introduction, Shangguan Yufeng was slightly startled, and then a look of helplessness flashed across his eyes. It turned out that Mu Fei was not her real name! However, why did he feel a little familiar with the name Ye Feiran? biqubao.com But he couldn't remember where he had heard it. Shangguan Yufeng shook his head, no longer thinking about it, and his eyes fell on the competition stage. I saw that Shangguan Yujie and Ye Feiran no longer concealed the aura of sword cultivators, and both of them exuded sword auras. Seeing this, the referee hesitated for a moment and immediately activated the protective formation on the competition stage to prevent Shangguan Yujie and Ye Feiran from hurting innocent people during the competition. Shangguan Yujie felt the sword energy emanating from Ye Feiran, and felt excited, "Miss Ye, please give me some advice!" "Please give me some advice!" As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feiran's consciousness moved, and the soul-stirring sword appeared in his hand. "Excalibur, another divine sword!" "Three divine swords appeared in succession during this period. I suddenly felt that divine swords are not so rare anymore." "I only admire them for being chosen by the Divine Sword." The sword cultivators in the competition arena were talking a lot, Shangguan Yujie was even more excited, and the cultivators from all the major sects were looking forward to Ye Feiran's performance. I wonder how talented this young master-level Kagura master is in swordsmanship? After the referee saw them both getting ready, he announced, "The competition begins!" The two men slashed at each other with their swords at the same time. Wherever Shangguan Yujie's thunder sword energy passed, there was a flash of electricity and a faint sound of thunder, while where Ye Feinran's frost sword energy passed, there was a burst of cold air, and frost continued to condense out. "Thunder attribute sword energy!" "Frost Sword Qi!" "It turns out that not only Shangguan Yujie has comprehended the sword energy, but Ye Feiran has also comprehended the sword energy." "Many sword cultivators can comprehend sword energy. I wonder if the two of them have comprehended sword intention?" "The competition has just begun. We will know when we see it." In front of the water mirror, the major sects saw that Ye Feiran had also understood the Frost Sword Qi, and their eyes paid more attention to their competition. With a loud "bang" sound, the thunder attribute sword energy and the frost sword energy collided together, and the result was evenly matched. "This...could they be the same?" In fact, Shangguan Yujie and Ye Feiran were just testing each other's strength. The next moment, the two of them flew into the air at the same time. The Soul-Capturing Sword in Ye Feiran's hand shook, and the sword energy of ice and frost shot out from it, accompanied by an astonishing chill. At the same time, bursts of electric current and thunder also emanated from Shangguan Yujie's Thunder Sword, accompanied by a breath of destruction. Upon seeing this, the referee was so frightened that he immediately hid far away and quickly used his spiritual power to form a protective shield around his body. Hundreds of frost sword energy and hundreds of thunder attribute sword energy collided together. For a moment, sword light flew all over the sky, and the scene was very spectacular. "Bang bang bang..." In this way, back and forth, Ye Feiran and Shangguan Yujie exchanged dozens of moves in a short period of time. Ye Feiran looked calm, but Shangguan Yujie was slightly shocked. He felt that Ye Feiran was stronger than him. However, it was rare to encounter such an interesting opponent. He quickly adjusted his emotions and prepared to use the Thunder Sword Intent. I wonder if Ye Feiran has understood the sword intention of ice?

March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.