I can't stand it anymore.
Duan Chen was unsheathed, the snow-like light was sharp, and the aura of the peak of the Golden Core appeared. Ye Qinghan's brain instinctively became clear, his Xuan Sword returned to his hand, and his eyes became clear for a moment.
Zhou Xingyun was serious. He was really disgusted.
This feeling of oppression also made Ye Qinghan sober up and realize what he had done. With a cold flash in his eyes, he glared at Ye Qiao outside the field, and then swung his sword towards Zhou Xingyun with great momentum.
The young man's black sword continuously emitted bursts of cold light, and the sword energy swept out the prototype of a dragon.
Duan Chen almost lost his grip at the moment of collision, and Zhou Xingyun laughed.
A gust of wind formed a shape, and in an instant the sound of dragon roars was intertwined with gusts of wind. Dust was flying all around and the scene was almost invisible.
"Damn, damn, damn, I finally understand why Senior Brother doesn't need to practice Stepping on the Wind with us."
Damn, is the Wind Spirit Root so awesome?
Mu Chongxi was extremely jealous.
Ming Xuan blinked: "If it is Junior Sister's spiritual root, will there be thunder when it is used?"
Ye Qiao also realized this problem. She thought about it and silently wrote down the gesture made by the senior brother: "I'll try it next time."
It was the first time she knew that the properties of spiritual roots could also be used to transform.
The fight not far away was also going on. Zhou Xingyun was rarely stimulated to fight, and his aura at the peak of the Golden Core stage was approaching that of the Nascent Soul stage. Ye Qinghan's aura was even more terrifying, and his sword energy took shape. The two men switched positions at the same time, and a big hole was blasted out on the stage under their feet in an instant, with a sound of it breaking into pieces.
The aftermath of the sword energy created a strong wind, and the ten sword shadows quickly closed together. The snow-white sword light appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Xingyun failed to dodge, and the talismans given to him by his junior brothers and sisters in his arms came into play and blocked it for him.
After seeing this, Ye Qinghan pursed his lips.
Is it great to have talismans?
After his second sword was cut off again, Ye Qinghan thought coldly.
It seems a bit remarkable.
His expression became even colder, and his sword strikes became more and more ruthless. Zhou Xingyun's realm was originally lower than his, and under the pressure of the continuous sword moves, his expression was tense to the extreme.
The atmosphere was somewhat tense.
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