Chapter 640

"Ye Siyi and Yi Wuxue are finally matched."

In Tianyu square, all eyes are fixed on Ye Siyi and Yi Wuhai respectively. The excited cries and surprises are heard one after another.

"At the South six leaders summit, Yi Wuxue was defeated by Ye Siyi's ten moves. At that time, he threatened to surpass Ye Siyi in half a year. Now half a year has passed, I don't know who is better. "

"It's hard to say that neither of them has used their real strength so far. If you don't play the last game, it's hard to get ahead. "

Yi Wuxue's duel with Ye Siyi immediately attracted all the attention of the square.

Both of them are the top ten young experts in the six leagues in South China. Up to now, they have all kept the record of winning, which can be said to be the top of many students.

Everyone is guessing from the bottom of their hearts who will win.

But judging from the previous games, it's hard to judge.

Ye Siyi's moving shadow is mysterious and unpredictable, while Yi's bloodless light flow shadow sword changes endlessly. Liu Changfeng and Xie Xuantong both failed in ten moves and were completely defeated.

In the crowd's voice, Yi Wuxue's figure suddenly turned into a blood light. He fell on the fourth competition platform and looked at Ye Siyi from a high position. A sneer came up from the corner of his mouth:

"Ye Siyi, the title of the first young expert in the south, should be returned to me today."

This is a very arrogant sentence, but people are not too surprised, Yi Wuxue has always been so.

"My sister won the title of the first young master of nanliuling in the summit. When did it become yours? You don't blush when you talk. "

Ye Siyi hasn't spoken yet. Ye Xiaoshuang, who is next to her, takes the lead to stand out and makes a face to Yi Wuhai. "You were not my sister's opponent six months ago, and now you can't be the opponent!"

Looking at ye xiaoshuangjiao's pretty and lovely appearance, there was a burst of laughter in Tianyu square.

"Oh, is it?"

Yi Wuxue looks at ye Xiaoshuang. His eyes squint slightly. His pupils change color in vain. He is sharp and spits out. A wave of air is visible to the naked eye. The speed is like electricity extending to ye Xiaoshuang.

At the critical moment, a slim figure appeared in front of Ye Xiaoshuang, it was Ye Siyi.

Bang!

With a wave of jade hand, the invisible spirit was immediately broken clean. Ye Siyi's beautiful eyes looked at Yi Wuhai on the competition stage and said coldly:

"Yi Wuhai, my sister is young and childlike. Would you go too far to fight her?"

Ye Siyi wears a blue skirt, with clear and cold eyes. It looks like a deep valley snow lotus. It's flat and light, but in the calm tone, it reveals the urgency of the coming storm.

Ye Xiaoshuang is behind Ye Siyi, a pair of bright big eyes look at Yi Wuxue: "hum, I'm not afraid of you!"

"What a stubborn little girl."

Luo Feng smiled bitterly. His eyes were clear. Ye Xiaoshuang's hands were trembling. He was not afraid of anything.

Yi Wuxue waved and stared at Ye Siyi coldly: "come on, today we have to decide the winner. Let us know who is the number one in this year's Wukui list! "

Luo Feng's eyes narrowed slightly and his heart sneered.

At present, there are three people who keep the record of winning the game, including him.

If Yi has no blood, there is no doubt that he has not been regarded at all.

In the audience, snow looked at Yi Wuxue mercilessly. After a long time of sinking, she finally smiled and nodded:

"condense your eyes and divide your qi. It's good, it's good. It seems that Yi Wuxue's light sharing shadow sword has become a success."

Turning around, snow looked at the elder of Tianjian hall mercilessly, and smiled: "it seems that this time the number one in the list of martial leaders is not Yi's bloodless, congratulations."

The elder of the Heaven Sword hall stroked his beard and smiled. If Yi Wuxue could win the first place in the list of martial leaders, he could also prove his vision.

"The game hasn't started. It's too early to talk about winning or losing."

The elder of the emerald hall, Lan Qing and Dai Mei, wrinkled slightly, and the tone was cold.

Xue merciless and Tianjian Temple chief are always good friends. It's no fault to favor Yi Wuxue. But she didn't expect that Xue merciless was so unreasonable. She said that ye Siyi would lose. No matter how good tempered he was, he couldn't bear it.

Ye Siyi is now a disciple of the emerald hall. She naturally wants to come out and maintain it.

Snow mercilessly wanted to refute, but suddenly thought of betting with water Linglong. The tone was not too slow:

"I'm just telling the truth."

At the moment, most people's attention in Tianyu square is on the fourth competition platform.

Luo Feng took a look at the two men who were facing each other in the fourth stage and went to the second stage.

Just at this time, Liu Changfeng in the opposite direction suddenly said to Tiangen mountain Manager: "I admit defeat."

After that, Liu Changfeng glanced at Luo Feng, his eyebrows fluttering, his eyes full of unwilling and helpless

he ranked fourth among the top ten young experts, and before the assessment, Luo Feng was just a nameless Liuyun leading student, two people's identity, one sky, one underground, he didn't pay attention to each other at all.

However, in a blink of an eye, this nameless little man has become an existence beyond his reach

Liu Changfeng concedes defeat. Luo Feng doesn't care. He looks to the fourth stage.

"Luo Feng, you say they two, who can win?"

He Qin's opponent is Wu Tong. He wins easily. He goes to Luo Feng's side and asks.

Luo Feng looked at the two people on the stage and said, "Ye Siyi."

"Are you so sure?" He Qin looks back at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng smiled lightly: "it's just this intuition."

He just used his soul power to sense the breath of the two people. If Yi Wuxue is a roaring river, ye Siyi is a sea. Although it looks peaceful and peaceful, it contains tremendous terrorist energy.

On the stage, Yi Wuxue shakes his sword, looks at Ye Siyi and says with a smile: "Ye Siyi, I have been waiting for half a year this day. Today I will defeat you and ascend to the throne of the first warrior. "

Ye Siyi's eyes were calm and he said quietly, "you seem to have forgotten a person."

"You mean Luofeng?"

Yi Wuxue smiled coldly and said: "it's surprising that he can defeat Xie Xuantong, but that's all."

Ye Siyi had long been taught that Yi Wuxue was defiant and indistinguishable. He drew out his sword and said, "let's do it."

"Take my sword first!"

Yi has no blood to drink cold, right arm disappears suddenly in the air, to Ye Siyi cut a sword.

Wheeze! Chi!

Mingming is just a sword, but there are two sword lights. They cover Ye Siyi from left to right, and the speed is as fast as lightning.

Ye Siyi is not confused by Yi's bloodless voice at all. Her white wrists shake. Two green sword Qi rub against the air and intercept her in front of her.

Bang! Bang!

The sword Qi collides with the sword Qi and makes a low burst sound. The four sword Qi disappears without trace.

"Come again!"

Yi Wuxue doesn't care, but it's a sword.

The strong sword Qi appears, and suddenly in the middle of it, it turns into six sword lights.

Hiss, hiss, hiss

The six sword lights cover most of the martial arts competition platform, which gives people a feeling of continuous ferocity. They march in an arc and attack Ye Siyi from all directions.

"What a brilliant differentiation of sword light!"

He Qin's cold eyes were a little surprised.

She is also a sword cultivator, but she can only differentiate three sword lights at most, and one sword can differentiate six sword lights, which is far beyond her present state.

In the face of the six sword lights, ye Siyi's eyes are calm, and her sword seems to blend into the wind. Six swords are wielded in a row.

Crackling!

The crackling sound sounded continuously. As soon as six sword lights entered Ye Siyi's body for three feet, they were defeated and the air shook violently like water waves.

"The shadow and the wind!"

Yi Wuxue knows that he can't defeat Ye Siyi just by splitting up with sword light. If the other side is so easy to defeat, he won't be defeated by the other side at the South six leaders summit half a year ago.

Hum!

The strong blood light extended from the sword in Yi Wuxue's hand and flashed through the void.

Brush brush brush

In a flash, the dazzling blood light broke out, and dozens of bloody swords, like a huge wave, rolled over to Ye Siyi, with a strong spirit, making the air turbulent, and the whole square blew a strong wind.

Ye Siyi's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled and her figure is flickering.

Next moment!

There was a scream all over the square.

A strange scene appears. Ye Siyi is still 30 steps away from Yi Wuxue, and the second Ye Siyi is three steps behind Yi Wuxue.

Wheeze!

Blood Sword Qi breaks Ye Siyi in the distance, but it is a shadow.

At the same time, ye Siyi, the real one, forces Yi to have no blood.

Yi Wuxue's body is bent and his right hand is holding the long sword. With a sound, ye Siyi's strange sword is blocked.

At this moment, there was a sound of discussion in the square.

"It's incredible that ye Siyi, in an instant, avoids sword Qi and appears behind Yi Wuxue. As expected, it is worthy of "leaving fragrance and no shadow"! It's all over. "

"Ye Siyi's lightness skill, no matter how many times you watch it, is so shocking."

"At the South six leaders summit, Iraq was defeated by this sword. It seems that in the past six months, his strength has made great progress. "

"One sword skill and one body skill are fast. It's a battle of speed. I don't know who can laugh till the end. "

Luo Feng frowned, and ye Siyi's speed was even faster than he thought, even better than taking a dragon step.

After thinking about it, Luo Feng is relieved. The Dragon steps in a perfect environment are only equivalent to the middle level martial arts of Xuan level, while ye Siyi's floating shadow steps are the top level martial arts of Xuan level. What's more, his current base card is not only Teng Longbu.

"Ye Siyi, I won't make the same mistake twice!"

Yi has no blood to block Ye Siyi's strike, and his disdainful expression on his face is even worse.

Ye Siyi is motionless, her blue skirt is calm, and she steps forward slowly.

Brush! Brush!

There is no sign that the two figures appear around Yi Wuxue. The blade pierces the air layer by layer.

"So fast!"

Yi has no blood but feels a flash of blue light in front of her eyes. The two swords are approaching half a foot.

At the moment, I can't avoid it. Yi has no blood in his heart. The blood burst out on the long sword, and then he took the two swords.

Clang! Qiang!

There were two loud sounds and swordsmanship, tearing countless cracks on the platform.

BAM BAM BAM

Yi's bloodless figure explodes and retreats. Every time he falls, he will leave a footprints half a foot deep.

Ye Siyi's figure, however, stood ten steps away, as if it had never been moved from the beginning.