Wolong Mountain!
On the high platform, Emperor Jiu was slightly stunned when he saw Yan Xing suddenly becoming a little abnormal.
Then, his expression changed drastically and he stood up suddenly!
Sudden enlightenment, it was a rare kind of enlightenment!
Emperor Jiu's breathing became a little rapid. He was indeed worthy of being a powerful Venerable Realm expert in his previous life. He had actually caught a glimpse of the existence of the Dao of the Sword so quickly!
In a place that no one else could see, Emperor Jiu clearly saw the traces of new sword intent surrounding Yan Xing!
However, these sword intentions have only been surrounding Yan Xing, and have no intention of entering Yan Xing's body.
Looking at Yan Xing who had his eyes closed and Wu Meng who was about to stop, Di Jiu suddenly sent a message of his spiritual consciousness into Wu Meng's mind!
"Go all out and keep attacking!"
Hearing the voice that suddenly sounded in his mind, Wu Meng's face changed slightly.
But out of his 100% trust in the Lord of the Mansion, Wu Meng took action directly!
"Mysterious Iron Skill!"
Wu Meng's skills were running at their peak, he suddenly stepped forward with his right foot, and rushed towards Yan Xing like an arrow!
Below the ring, the contestants were stunned when they saw Wu Meng suddenly attacking!
Not only Di Jiu and Wu Meng noticed Yan Xing's abnormality, but the contestants under the ring also saw it!
They originally thought that the match would end by stopping the fighting, but they didn't expect that the guy would actually launch an attack with all his strength!
"Fuck, are these two people definitely from the same faction?"
"My god, how big of a feud is there between these two people? They're totally going to kill each other!"
"That Yan Yihang is clearly not in top form. This guy actually attacked with all his strength at this moment. How despicable!"
"I originally thought this guy named Wu Yimeng was honest, but I didn't expect him to be so dark inside. Ugh, disgusting!"
Wu Meng turned a deaf ear to the verbal attacks from the contestants below the stage.
He knew that if the Lord of the Mansion asked him to do this, there must be a reason for it!
Looking at Yan Xing who was so close, Wu Meng's face changed slightly. After a slight hesitation, he decisively punched him!
"clang!"
A sound like metal friction suddenly rang out!
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
Looking at what was happening on the ring, the contestants below the ring shouted in unison, "Fuck!"
The reason was simple. On the ring, Yan Xing's eyes were still closed, but his right hand was blocking in front of him.
"Can this sh*t be blocked? Are they letting it go?"
As the voice sounded, the contestants around suddenly turned their heads and looked at the contestant who was speaking as if he were a fool.
Facing the unfriendly looks around him, the contestant's body trembled slightly and he stammered, "I...I...I..."
“Ding! Ding! Ding!”
However, before he could explain clearly, the sudden sound of metal collisions on the ring attracted the attention of many contestants!
"call!"
Looking at the scattered gazes around him, the stuttering contestant breathed a sigh of relief.
It's too damn scary. I'd better keep quiet and just be a handsome man quietly. That's good!
On the ring, Wu Meng's eyes lit up slightly!
From the moment Yan Xing blocked his first punch, he knew that something incredible must have happened to Yan Xing!
However, this change is very unstable, so Yan Xing behaved extremely abnormally.
The reason why the Lord of the Mansion asked him to attack Yan Xing was probably to allow Yan Xing to completely stimulate this change!
After clarifying the cause and effect, Wu Meng's attack became more and more fierce!
“Ding! Ding! Ding!”
As time went on, Wu Meng suddenly realized that he actually felt a little pain!
Looking carefully, he seemed to see that Yan Xing's arm, which had been resisting his attacks time and time again, suddenly turned into a long sword!
"Buzz!"
A slight buzzing sound was heard, and Wu Meng seemed to hear the sound of a knife trembling.
"Eight Techniques of Lingtian!"
With a loud shout, Yan Xing, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them!
Across from him, Wu Meng looked at Yan Xing in disbelief. He actually used his palms to perform the Eight Techniques of Lingtian!
"Xuan Tie Gong, turn it for me!"
Wu Meng roared, veins all over his body exposed, and his Xuantie Gong was running at its peak.
He felt a fatal threat from Yan Xing!
“Ding! Ding! Ding!”
A series of eight metallic collision sounds suddenly rang out.
"puff!"
Wu Meng, who had never been injured since participating in the Hidden Dragon Ranking Championship, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out!
On the high platform, Emperor Jiu looked at Yan Xing who was displaying his divine power below, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes!
Use your hand instead of the knife, the knife will!
Different from Ye Leng's unstable prototype of sword intent, Yan Xing's knife intent is relatively restrained. Unless one is also a person who has comprehended the knife intent, it is extremely difficult to detect. This is a sign of complete mastery!
Is this the talent of the top Venerable Realm powerhouse in the previous life?
It’s really that terrifying!
The Sword Master, Yan Xing!
......
On the ring, after Yan Xing knocked Wu Meng out, he felt a huge sense of powerlessness.
“Boom!”
A cloud of dust rose, and the exhausted Yan Xing fell on the ring and began to sleep soundly!
Stroking his forehead speechlessly, Di Jiu gestured to Zhao Yi and Sikong Nan!
“Swish!”
Two black robes appeared on the ring.
Looking at the snoring Yan Xing, Zhao Yi pulled him up and disappeared on the spot.
Sikong Nan first checked Wu Meng's injuries, fed him a healing medicine, and then pulled him away and disappeared!
“Wow!”
Looking at the black-robed man who suddenly appeared and disappeared, the contestants under the ring finally came to their senses!
"Oh my god! Both sides are hurt! The underworld is suffering a huge loss this time!"
"I didn't expect that Yan Yihang had been hiding his strength all along. Judging from the strength he just displayed, even if he hadn't used his spiritual weapon robe last time, the young monk Linghui might not have been his opponent!"
"Indeed, the strength he just displayed is completely different from before. Judging from the speed at which he used his swordsmanship, there is no chance for the young monk Linghui to fight back!"
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Am I the only one who saw him perform the knife technique with his hands just now?"
"Of course we all saw it, but so what?"
Using hands instead of a knife is not something that has never been done before, but the consequences were always more tragic!
As the saying goes, seeing is one thing, doing is another!
However, no one noticed that among the contestants, there were several figures with bright eyes shining brightly.
Later, several geniuses who understood the meaning of sword emerged among the contestants of this year's Hidden Dragon Ranking Competition.
They regarded Yan Yihang as their master and searched for him throughout their lives.
However, since the Hidden Dragon Ranking Competition, they have never seen a disciple from the underworld named Yan Yixing appear again!
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