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Time goes by little by little.

In such boring waiting time, many people's eyes are still on Jing Yunxiao. They want to see how far Jing Yunxiao can regulate his body in the time of a cup of tea.

But under such attention, everyone's expression is more and more surprised.

Because they vaguely feel that with the passage of time, the breath on Jing Yunxiao is also rapidly recovering, and the speed is simply terrible.

A cup of tea is too short.

In the 21st century, a cup of tea is only ten minutes.

After a cup of tea, Jing Yunxiao suddenly opened his eyes, and all of us could see that Jing Yunxiao's eyes were slightly dim before, and now they have become intense.

Then, Jing Yunxiao suddenly stood up. The whole person is like a sharp sword out of the body, giving people a sense of high spirits.

It was not like a man who had just finished the war and had just consumed a lot of strength and aura.

"What a resilience."

"It turns out that he only needs a cup of tea because he can really recover quickly within the time of a cup of tea."

"At first glance, his body is better than we thought."

In these comments, ye Qingxin also noticed Jing Yunxiao, who stood up, and felt the abundant aura of Jing Yunxiao and the energetic appearance of Jing Yunxiao. Ye Qingxin was also shocked at the moment.

"What kind of monster is this kid?"

Ye Qingxin is in the bottom of his heart and says it secretly.

"It's time. Let's get started."

Jing Yunxiao looked at the moving face of Ye Qingxin, and said softly.

"Good."

Ye Qingxin immediately nodded.

"The last battle is coming."

"At the beginning of the Qianlong contest, who would have thought that the last battle was for Xiao Huang to challenge Ye Qingxin."

"But I don't know which of the two is stronger. Is Xiao Huang going to surprise us again?"

Seeing the beginning of the battle, everyone's nerves were tense.

They all know that the next battle is probably the most fierce and wonderful one today.

So, they stare at the competition stage, staring at Jing Yunxiao and ye Qingxin's every move.

On the competition stage, two people's needle point to wheat awn.

A sense of war came from both of them.

"Bang."

Ye Qingxin's hand turned, and a jade sword appeared in her hand. At the moment when she pulled out the sword, a strong breath slowly burst out of her body. The breath was mixed with a trace of strong sword spirit, which was much stronger than Heifeng or Feng Wanli.

The jade sword was pulled out as soon as he made a move. It can be seen that ye Qingxin has regarded Jing Yunxiao as a strong enemy.

"Take it."

Ye Qingxin's voice suddenly chills, and the momentum of the whole person is also climbing to the extreme.

The aura surged like a storm. Ye Qingxin's wrist suddenly trembled. People suddenly felt a wave of aura between heaven and earth. Immediately, they saw an extremely sharp sword, like tearing the sky, with sharp air shock waves, fiercely cleaved into the upright sky.

"Point the finger and kill the living."

Jing Yunxiao looks calm, two fingers into a finger, suddenly in front of the void a little, immediately a bright flame, aura is spread from his finger sword, and finally turned into a sword awn, with the former's fierce sword awn hard together.

The two attacks collide with each other, and the spirit is breathless. Under the sword of jingyunxiao, the sword of the other side is violently scattered.

"Ye Qingxin, I'm afraid it's very difficult to determine the outcome of this attack."

Shaking the sword, Jing Yunxiao said with a very indifferent smile.

"You really have two sons. No wonder Heifeng and Feng Wanli were defeated by you one after another. In this case, it seems that I have to act seriously."

Before, ye Qingxin was watching Jing Yunxiao make a move, but now she is on the scene. After a fight, seeing Jing Yunxiao accept her move like a light breeze, she is more aware that Jing Yunxiao is not unjust in defeating Feng Wanli and Heifeng.

But after the words fall, ye Qingxin's eyes also slowly become sharp.

"Storm sword."

With a low drink, ye Qingxin's sword not only dances like a rainbow, but also bursts out of the body of the sword with bright luster. The spirit of the sword is constantly flowing towards the jade sword.

"Ten thousand swords sing in unison."

The voice of coquetry and anger fell on the competition platform, and immediately everyone saw it. On the whole competition platform, the sword light surged and the swords fell from the sky like a storm. The strong attacks made the air emit a low voice of gas explosion.Looking at the attacks, many people's faces in the square are changing. Ye Qingxin's move at the moment is really not enough to keep his hands. This attack is a shock to the sky, and the sword swings in all directions. It shows his Qi Wu state's seven levels of cultivation and the strength of his sword cultivation incisively and vividly.

However, the attack, which made everyone slightly surprised, did not make Jing Yunxiao have any shrinking heart. On the contrary, in Jing Yunxiao's eyes, a trace of fiery color burst out.

"The sword of the hour."

Jing Yunxiao didn't have any hands left. Instead, he directly displayed the point sword and the third type of spiritual clock sword. He turned his finger into a sword, and nodded a few times in the air around him in the void. After a moment on his body surface, a aura Golden Bell appeared and wrapped his body.

"Clang."

The rain of swords burst out all over the sky, and all of them hit the spirit bells on the body surface of jingyunxiao, and the sounds of metal collision constantly sounded on the competition platform.

Under such defense, Jing Yunxiao is not idle.

His hands into a fist, one hand lightning strike, one hand wind strike, and then the two movements into one.

"Sky thunder fist, the third move, wind and thunder strike together."

As soon as Jing Yunxiao's heart sank, his aura surged in his body, and his step also took a sudden stride. His body was like tearing a heavy sword rain, and then he hit the third type of wind and thunder combined attack of wind and thunder fist toward Ye Qingxin.

"Boom."

The fierce wind suddenly rises, turns into a fierce force, and surges violently on the competition platform.

All of them were frightened to see that a huge tornado mixed with thunder and lightning lashed at Ye Qingxin in the past. The momentum was stronger and stronger than any previous attack by jingyunxiao.

As expected, the boy still has his hand. He didn't use all his strength against Feng Wanli and Heifeng.

The crowd was startled again and again, and Jia Daqian's eyes were undoubtedly blinded by Jing Yunxiao again.

The third form of Fenglei Quan, he has mastered a set of excellent martial arts of xuanjie in one hour.

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