Chapter 60：

The next day.

There was a loud voice in Baiyuezong Square.

In the last title battle, Leng Yiyi, the biggest dark horse in history, fought against Ye Yuntian, a genius disciple of the sect.

Looking at the two people standing on the stage, everyone sighed again and again.

"Unexpectedly, Junior Sister Leng went all the way to the final. It's amazing."

"Yes, Qingxuanfeng can be said to be famous this time."

"I heard that Junior Sister Leng has only joined the sect for a few months, is it true?"

"It's true. When I saw Uncle Su Yun last time, I was alone in the setting sun chasing the light, and later I saw him, it was just two people walking in the setting sun."

"Uncle Su Yun learned the art of clone?"

"Stupid! The other is Junior Sister Leng!"

"Fuck! The clown is myself!?"

"Of course, but this doesn't mean that Junior Sister Leng has only practiced for a few months."

"It makes sense. How can it be possible to master the sword intent for a few months?"

During the discussion, the two on stage saluted each.

Leng Yiyi's eyes were cold, and after the referee announced the start, she immediately entered the state of selflessness.

Seeing this scene, Su Yun smiled slightly.

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If the surface strength is to be matched, Ye Yuntian will have to stand firm in every aspect.

However, Su Yun found that there was a small problem in his battle.

Start slowly.

His sword intent seems to have a process from weak to strong.

Just like water, it trickles at the beginning, to the creek, into the rivers and mountains, and then to the rushing sea.

This kind of artistic conception can't tell whether it is good or bad.

After all, once the momentum is successful, the power that bursts out is even more terrifying than the general mood.

On the other hand, if it is suppressed at the beginning, it will be difficult to regain momentum.

Therefore, after Su Yun finished polishing Leng Yiyi yesterday, one piece of advice to her is: Go all out.

Go all out from the start!

Whoosh~

Leng Yiyi stepped into the mood of selflessness and stabbed out with a sword.

"what?"

"Was it such a fierce offensive from the beginning?"

"If you can't attack for a long time, you will be in trouble if you are unable to succeed."

"Why is Junior Sister Leng so impatient?"

Among the disciples who watched the battle, there were expressions of doubt.

On the side of the viewing platform, a group of elders showed their appreciation.

"It seems that the cold girl can see it too."

"Yes, although Yuntian's artistic conception is as unstoppable as the waves, once it rises, the attacks will be like waves one after another, and it is impossible to guard against."

"Well, not to mention the same level, even a cultivator with a higher cultivation level than Yuntian will be defeated by his heavy waves once he enters the rhythm of Yuntian."

Naturally, they couldn't think of it, this was a small stove that Su Yun opened up.

After all, above Qingxuan Peak, there is an old brother and a big sister.

Master is not there.

Only the genius Junior Sister can be self-reliant.

"Broken Waves!"

Ye Yuntian's expression remained unchanged, and he slashed out with a sword.

The place where the blade passes is like a sword breaking a wave, causing a roar.

However, Leng Yiyi's body method is too flexible.

Nine steps with a sword step, although her strength can only step out three afterimages at a time.

But still unpredictable.

And Ye Yuntian could only choose one of the three figures to attack, which was no different from a lottery.

Unfortunately, he failed both draws.

Leng Yiyi took advantage of the situation to get closer, and one shot was the strongest move.

"Sword of Guiyuan!"

With a soft drink.

Countless sword shadows rushed away, entraining layers of artistic conception, shaking people's minds.

Without him, without self, without self artistic conception.

This artistic conception, before it has formed a domain, it is difficult to directly affect others.

You can fight directly with people, but the effect of artistic conception collision is extremely obvious!

"scare!?"

Ye Yuntian was taken aback.

"What kind of sword intent is this?"