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"The last battle, start now!".

The white-robed elder's voice fell.

Liu Yang took the lead in attacking, took three steps and made two steps, came to Ji Yuan's body, and slashed down cleanly.

The onlookers hurriedly focused their eyes on Ji Yuan, wanting to see how the latter responded.

Next, an unexpected scene happened.

Ji Yuan didn't dodge or dodge, but took a step forward and raised his fist to meet it.

"Crazy, I know his strength is amazing, but how dare he shake Liu Yang's knife?!".

The onlookers were shocked and shouted in disbelief.

But his voice had just come out of his throat, and when he saw the next scene, his throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, and he could no longer make the slightest sound.

I saw the fist and the long knife collide together, and bursts of sparks erupted.

Everyone clearly saw that Liu Yang's face changed slightly.

The next moment, Liu Yang was directly blasted out by this punch, and landed on the edge of the ring in some embarrassment, and his indifferent expression froze for a moment.

The strength of this punch just now made his heart tremble.

It's not just Liu Yang who has changed color, but everyone in the audience.

The excited expressions of the onlookers froze.

Su Tian and Lin Ming's eyes widened instantly.

Duan Wenyin's face showed a hint of obvious sluggishness.

Even the white-robed elder who personally presided over the battle was stunned for a moment, and he didn't even notice that he had pulled off a handful of his long beard.

"It's me who despises you, you're strong!".

Liu Yang stared at Ji Yuan and said word by word.

"Your knife is not bad. Ji Yuan chuckled.

"I'm serious. "

After Liu Yang finished speaking, he stopped talking and stepped forward again.

A chilling sword intent began to emanate from him.

The sword light flickered, and the power was already several times more powerful than before.

Ji Yuan punched back, but he felt a tingling pain in his fist, and when he looked down, there were traces of blood on his fist.

He was already injured by the invisible sword intent.

Liu Yang struck again, and the sword momentum all over his body seemed to be climbing like a never-ending realm.

Ji Yuan was forced to retreat again and again, and he felt a little helpless in his heart.

It seems that he can't win against Liu Yang just by relying on his strength.

In that case, let's use the sword.

Liu Yang held the knife and slashed continuously, and suddenly, there was an obvious resistance from the long knife.

He looked up indifferently.

I saw that his sword was colliding with a sword.

And it was Ji Yuan who was holding this sword.

"You... And with a sword?".

There was a hint of surprise in Liu Yang's voice.

Ji Yuan didn't respond, and stabbed with his sword.

Liu Yang frowned, raising his knife to block.

Suddenly, Ji Yuan's momentum rose suddenly, and a sharp aura came out.

The speed of the sword suddenly increased, and it cut Liu Yang's arm.

"Sword Intent!?".

The white-robed elder stood up abruptly and shouted in disbelief.

Ji Yuan was not only amazingly powerful, but he also mastered the sword intent!

"What's wrong with this Outer Gate Competition, it's a fire spirit body and a sword intent, and now there is a sword intent!?".

The white-robed elder was shocked.

The onlookers were even more shocked, and the disciples who approached the ring only felt as if their skin was pricked by countless small needles, and they retreated again and again.

Lin Ming and Su Tian were stunned, dumbfounded.

Duan Wenyin's expression was sluggish, as if he had seen a ghost, and he only felt a tingling on his scalp.

Cao Xin covered her mouth, her pupils constantly dilated.

And the most shocking thing was Liu Yang on the stage.

Regardless of his injury, he stared at Ji Yuan with constricted pupils.

If Ji Yuan knew how to use a sword, he was only slightly surprised.

Now as soon as the sword intent came out, Liu Yang's expression became more solemn than ever.

Even in a battle with Duan Wenyin, he never had such a look.

He found that he still despised Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan's attainments in kendo were not weaker than him at all.

"Interesting, that's interesting!".

Liu Yang licked his lips, his eyes were excited, as if he had met a long-awaited prey.

The sword momentum in his body skyrocketed to the extreme, and he approached Ji Yuan again.

Liu Yang's knife technique opened and closed widely, and with the sword intent, he had never encountered an opponent in the same realm.

This time, however, it was different.

Ji Yuan's swordsmanship is impermeable, and the artistic conception of martial arts has a faint tendency to overwhelm Liu Yang.

Coupled with the terrifying 120,000 catties of huge power.

Every time the sword collided, Liuyang's tiger's mouth was numb.

In an instant, he was suppressed by Ji Yuan and kept retreating.

Liu Yang was extremely aggrieved, until he was pressed to the edge of the ring by Ji Yuan's sword momentum, and he could retire from the army.

Liu Yang let out an angry roar, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, urging the knife intent to the extreme.

"Slash the sky!".

He once again broke out with the killer move that he had defeated Duan Wenyin before.

This knife can be reversed to cut the innate !

The terrifying sword showed a devastating trend, and the floor tiles of the ring continued to crack, and even the aura barrier on the edge of the ring shook slightly.

The power of a knife is terrifying.

Even the disciples who were watching in the audience were affected, their faces turned pale and frightened, and they subconsciously wanted to retreat.

Lin Ming and Su Tian's bodies trembled uncontrollably, and they felt a death-like aura from this knife.

"His sword intent, after fighting with me, has actually improved again!".

Duan Wenyin was surprised, Liu Yang's knife was even stronger than when he fought with him.

At this time, a solemn look appeared on Ji Yuan's face for the first time.

The incomparable blade made him feel a sense of crisis in his heart.

If this knife is hard-connected, even his body will be seriously injured.

Moreover, the sword momentum blocked all retreats, locked him tightly, and there was no way to dodge it.

"It is worthy of being the first Tianjiao in the outer door. "

Ji Yuan whispered, and a monstrous hatred suddenly emanated from his body!

A sense of despair and paranoia bordering on madness arose.

This emotion was extremely contagious, and in a trance, the disciples seemed to see the bleak life of an amazing and brilliant young man from behind Ji Yuan!

Hate, hate, hate!!

Hates the whole sect, because of an uncultivable exercise, he is constantly forced to the palace!

Hate the elder of that lineage for slaughtering all his relatives and friends because of his own selfish desires!

Hate the Elder of the Life and Death Realm who was close to Shou Yuan, and destroyed his path of cultivation!

After three hundred years of breathing, I can only watch the collapse of the divine body and the decline of cultivation, and the revenge in my heart cannot be avenged!

!

How can people not hate!?

How to make people die with peace of mind?!!

Hate !!

Hate ah!!!!

On the edge of the sky, the last rays of the slanting sun slowly disappeared.

The sky was overcast, and an indescribable sense of depression filled everyone's hearts.

The hatred is endless!

All the onlookers turned pale, and their eyes turned red because they were drawn by this emotion!

The violent color in Duan Wenyin's eyes soared, and the violent fire aura unconsciously appeared in the air.

With this monstrous hatred, an extremely terrifying sword intent soared into the sky!

The strong fluctuations made the aura barrier at the edge of the ring buzz, and the next moment it exploded!

Hatred and sword momentum blended together, and burst out with fierce and incomparably powerful power, sweeping the audience.

"This..."The white-robed elder's eyes showed a look of horror, and he hurriedly urged the aura to stop the disciples Long Jujube.

"Swing the Devil!".

Ji Yuan's calm voice resounded in everyone's ears.

In the next moment, a sword light flashed like a frightening light.

The terrifying sword aura was like a dragon going out to sea, and the ring collapsed instantly, splashing billowing smoke.

At the same time, the sword momentum belonging to Liu Yang in the ring collapsed and dissipated in an instant.

Everyone watched this scene in silence.

Until the smoke cleared, only a tall figure slowly emerged in the ruins of the ring.

This figure stood with a sword, it was Ji Yuan.

In front of him, Liu Yang fell to the ground with his back to the sky, covered with dense sword marks.