Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 282 Shadow and Sword
On the martial arts arena, both Ye Xiaoyue and Su Peng released their aura, and the two auras collided in the void.

Behind Su Peng, the golden sword mansion burst out with a mighty glow, trying to smash everything in the world.

And behind Ye Xiaoyue, a spiritual mansion shrouded in black mist devours everything, as if it is the gateway to the Nine Nether Hell.

However, in comparison, the golden glow occupies a larger space, completely suppressing the black mist in the corner.

Although Su Peng is the weakest disciple of Lingwu Sect on this trip, he can still rank in the middle among the core disciples. In terms of combat power, he may be similar to Zhang Yang who went to Chu State with Chu Tianxing back then.

Ye Xiaoyue's suppression was completely expected by Ye Feng, so there was no worry on his face.

If anyone despised Ye Xiaoyue because she was a girl, that person would definitely pay a heavy price.

"Since you're obsessed, don't blame me for being rude."

After Su Peng finished speaking, he pointed his long sword towards the sky. Immediately, endless sword energy gathered and went away, and the golden light became brighter and brighter until it pierced people's eyes hard to open.

The long sword slashed down, endless golden sword energy pierced through the air, and a golden giant sword slashed down with an extremely sharp aura.

The golden giant sword slashed down fiercely, and there was a sword mark on the performance stage that was as hard as a top-level spiritual weapon, and it continued to extend in the direction of the golden giant sword.

"It should be because he has comprehended the two strength characteristics of sharpness and shattering. The sword repair of Lingwuzong is indeed extraordinary."

The golden giant sword was invincible all the way, and it didn't dissipate until it fell on the enchantment that Wu Jin had activated in advance.

When the dazzling light disappeared, everyone saw the situation on the field clearly again, and couldn't help but gasp.

On the martial arts arena, Su Peng was the only one left.

"Where's Ye Xiaoyue?"

"Wouldn't it be annihilated by a single sword?"

On the court, there was no sign of Ye Xiaoyue, not even her breath remained.

"It's a pity. Although Ye Xiaoyue is covering her face, I guess her appearance is no worse than that of Black Widow."

"The group of sword cultivators in Lingwu Sect really don't know how to pity and cherish jade at all."

Some people sighed because of Ye Xiaoyue, it seemed that they believed that she had fallen.

Su Peng showed a contemptuous smile at Ye Feng, and said, "This is the end of provoking Ling Wuzong."

He originally thought that Ye Feng would regret it, would be angry, and was even ready for Ye Feng to attack him. However, Ye Feng just smiled, and there was no other reaction.

For some reason, seeing Ye Feng's smile, Su Peng suddenly felt extremely dangerous.

At this moment, from the shadow under his feet, a black shadow jumped up, as if appearing from his shadow.

Immediately afterwards, a biting cold feeling came from his neck, and before Su Peng could react, he saw Ye Xiaoyue appearing in front of him like a ghost, with the incomparably sharp Shadow Moon Blade resting on his shoulder superior.

As long as Ye Xiaoyue exerts a little force, his head will be separated from his body.

The reversal came so fast that people couldn't even guess what happened. It wasn't until Su Peng's long sword fell to the ground that the clear clanging sound brought everyone back to their thoughts.

"Just now, what happened?" This is the doubt in the hearts of almost everyone. Only a very small number of extremely powerful experts can clearly see what happened just now.

A strange color appeared in Nangongxue's eyes, and she said, "Seize the short-term blindness caused by the golden light, let yourself blend into the shadows, and wait for the opportunity. Sister Xiaoyue's assassination technique seems to be very proficient."

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Sure enough, I can't hide it from you."

"The identity of the concubine is just a random guess, I didn't expect it to be true!"

Just guessing?Ghosts believe you.

At this time, Ye Xiaoyue had already walked over. She didn't make things difficult for Su Peng, and she didn't even say a word to him. The contest between the two, from the beginning to the end, took only a few breaths, and it could be said that the outcome was determined by one move.

"Pretty!" Ye Feng said to Ye Xiaoyue.

"Thank you, bro." Under the black veil, Ye Xiaoyue smiled. Getting Ye Feng's appreciation was the happiest thing for her. As for winning the competition, it was just a matter of course.

Seeing Su Peng walking back with a slumped face, Ye Feng said loudly: "We will accept this quota with a smile, thank you!"

Su Peng, who was depressed, almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. Seeing this, Duan Ye said, "Victory and defeat are common things. This time, I underestimated the enemy. I never thought that a little girl would be so weird."

After finishing speaking, Duan Ye said to another junior brother: "Fan Hua, leave the other one to you, there is no room for loss."

"Don't worry, brother."

Fan Hua is the strongest among the remaining two, and has already stepped into the fifth level of the Lingfu. Duan Ye sent him to face Li Xiangchuan, just because he didn't want any more accidents, otherwise the Lingwuzong's face would be completely lost by them up.

"Xiangchuan, be careful." Ye Feng also felt Fan Hua's strength. From his thick aura, it can be seen that this person's strength should be very close to the top of the top list, even if it is only the bottom of the top list.

Li Xiangchuan said with a smile: "Don't worry, only by being stronger can I test the results of my cultivation during this period."

In his eyes, there is a rising fighting spirit. Ever since he got the Qiankun Yidao, Li Xiangchuan has practiced hard day and night, and often fought against Ye Feng. When he was in Nanxi Town, he finally understood the essence of this fighting skill. He wants a strong opponent to see how far he has reached.

Li Xiangchuan did not forget that his rival in love, Si Nan, ranked eighth on the top list.

The two walked to the center of the martial arts arena, and the enchantment rose, announcing the start of the battle.

Fan Hua pulled out the sword behind his back. His sword turned out to be an epee without a front. In an instant, a majestic aura descended like a mountain. The strong pressure made Li Xiangchuan feel like he was about to stop breathing.

I saw golden brilliance spreading around his body, and streaks of sharp energy pierced the void.

A trace of surprise flashed across Fan Hua's face. Under his pressure, this person didn't fall directly, but he had two brushes. A bigger ants.

"Boy, it's unlucky for you to meet me, but seeing your courage, I can only use one sword. Whether you live or die depends on your own good luck."

Fan Hua's words can be described as extremely arrogant, as if he stood on the stage, the victory or defeat has been decided, and the rest is just life and death, but in the eyes of everyone, he does have the strength to say such words.

Li Xiangchuan was under tremendous pressure, but he still said: "I only have one knife!"

"Haha!" Fan Hua laughed loudly, "Overestimating one's abilities!"

After finishing speaking, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and swung the thick heavy sword down like a hammer. The blue spiritual power seemed to turn into a towering mountain and descend from the sky, intending to directly suppress Li Xiangchuan.

Under the terrifying power, ripples appeared in the air, and dust flew up.

At this time, in the dust, a golden light spot was shining like a star, and Li Xiangchuan was holding a flying knife in his hand. At the critical moment of life and death, he actually closed his eyes. At this moment, in Li Xiangchuan's mind, the sky and the earth Everything disappeared without a trace, and the only thing under him was the opponent in front of him.

From his fingertips, a drop of blood oozes out and merges into the flying knife together with the life and soul knife soul. In an instant, the flying knife turned into a strange blood red.

"Whoosh!"

There was an undetectable sound of piercing through the air, and then, under the horrified eyes of everyone, the huge mountain transformed by Fan Hua's sword energy stopped when it was only an inch away from the top of Li Xiangchuan's head, and then slowly dissipated.

And Fan Hua's chest was stuck with a blood-red throwing knife.

(End of this chapter)