Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Chapter 74: Surprise

The shameless Ye Xiaochuan really twisted his arms and legs on the ring to do warm-up exercises. Sun Yao on the opposite side was furious at the moment. The fights on the other seven rings were in full swing, but on the Xunwei ring, Ye Xiaochuan didn't seem to have any intention of fighting him in the short term.

It seemed that he would drag it on until the end of time.

After a while, Sun Yao held the sword and cursed, shouting: "Stinky boy! Are you done yet!"

Seeing that Ye Xiaochuan was deliberately delaying time, the people in the audience cursed and scolded him. Even the referee of the Xunwei ring, Elder Yang, couldn't stand it and thought that Ye Xiaochuan's delay was quite disgusting.

I couldn't help but say, "Xiaochuan, if you don't do it again, I will sentence you to forfeit!"

Ye Xiaochuan stopped warming up and said shamelessly, "Okay, since someone wants to be beaten sooner, I will have to obey your order!"

After saying that, his eyes condensed, and his right hand fingers formed a sword, pointing angrily at the sky, and shouted, "The magic sword is out of the sheath!"

With a strange sound, the ancient sword Wufeng, which had been on his back, suddenly burst out of the scabbard with a bright green light.

Inspired by Li Xuanyin and Shangguan Yu of Xuantian Sect, he found this scabbard under the bed in the room the night before. Wufeng had been holding it in his arms, which could not show his young temperament at all, so he found a scabbard to carry on his back.

At this moment, the magic sword suddenly shot out from his back, which was indeed majestic and quite cool.

But at this moment, a bright white light suddenly pierced the sky without any warning from the outside of the crowd around the ring.

Everyone was shocked and turned their heads to look. They saw an ancient sword tightly wrapped in a dazzling white light column, like thousands of rays of light attacking the sky. The white light was so bright that it was almost impossible to look directly at it. They could only vaguely see something that looked like a magic sword, galloping in the white light, and they couldn't see the shape of the sword at all.

Everyone was shocked again!

Ye Xiaochuan and Sun Yao on the stage were also distracted by the dazzling white outside the crowd.

At this moment, outside the hall, Master Jingshui suddenly stood up, stared at the dazzling white light, and said in astonishment: "Qiyou!"

Just when everyone was shocked, on the square, a slender white figure went up against the sky and pierced the sky!

In a blink of an eye, the beautiful Yun Qiyou flew to the air with an expressionless face. Her jade hand passed through the white light and grabbed the magic sword that was almost out of control, and sheathed it instantly.

In an instant, the originally bright white light above the square, like a giant whale sucking water, rushed into the white scabbard in Yun Qiyou's hand as the magic sword was sheathed.

Yun Qiyou's clothes fluttered, and he slowly fell in the air, but everyone saw that there was an indescribable shock and astonishment on Yun Qiyou's beautiful face.

Some sharp-eyed people saw that the Zhanchen magic sword in Yun Qiyou's hand, which had been sheathed, was still trembling. It seemed that the sword spirit in this Nine Heavens Magical Weapon had awakened again after sleeping for thousands of years.

On and off the stage, there was a dead silence!

At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan was the first to react. He also felt that the Wufeng magic sword seemed to be attracted by a mysterious force. Fortunately, this abnormal movement quickly disappeared. He knew that Wufeng and Zhanchen were two swords that were entangled in a long-standing relationship. At this moment, Wufeng was unsheathed, causing Zhanchen to move abnormally. This was not accidental.

Seeing that Sun Yao on the opposite side was still a little dazed, he immediately shouted: "The third of the eight styles of the magic sword, the phantom sword style!"

Countless sword shadows, colorful and gorgeous, emitting dazzling colorful light, this phantom sword style, seemingly powerful, is actually weak inside. Among these hundreds of colorful sword shadows, only one is a real sword, and the others are all transformed by spiritual power.

More than two months ago, on the cliff of repentance, Ye Xiaochuan once used this move to scare Xiao Chi, but Xiao Chi opened his mouth and ate all the sword lights like chewing cotton candy.

Because the scene after this move is activated is gorgeous and quite arrogant, Ye Xiaochuan is also a man who is determined to be a cool man, and he worked hard on the phantom sword style at the beginning.

Seeing Ye Xiaochuan brazenly activating the phantom sword style, Sun Yao, who came to his senses on the opposite side, was angry and amused. Except for the young disciple who was at the initial stage of flying, who would launch a useless move in the competition without paying attention to others?

Not to mention the distant past, in the Cangyun Sect’s battles over the past few hundred years, no one has ever heard of anyone using this move on the stage.

But Ye Xiaochuan activated the Phantom Sword Style. Seeing Ye Xiaochuan’s calm and confident appearance, it seemed that he was still full of expectations for this Phantom Sword Style.

A white light flashed in Sun Yao’s hand, and the Jinghong Immortal Sword suddenly came out of its sheath, slashing through the sky. The white sword light was like a dead tree and rotten wood, and in a blink of an eye, the hundreds of colorful sword lights that Ye Xiaochuan had driven to rush over were all crushed.

Sun Yao laughed up to the sky and said loudly: "Haha, are you kidding me?"

Of course, Ye Xiaochuan did not expect to defeat Sun Yao, who had a high level of cultivation, with just one move of the Phantom Sword Style. He flew upside down in the air at an incredible speed and shouted: "Condensation Sword Style!"

The countless colorful air swords that had just dissipated appeared at once, as many as dozens. This was not an invisible sword that was transformed, but with deep true essence, the spiritual energy in the sky was condensed into substance.

Dozens of green swords of energy, after being activated by Ye Xiaochuan, shot madly at Sun Yao.

Sun Yao was a little surprised. It was not that he was surprised that Ye Xiaochuan could condense dozens of swords of energy, but that he was surprised that Ye Xiaochuan did not choose the same fighting style as in the last battle with Hu Daoxin, and fought him in close combat.

Ye Xiaochuan's close combat was still very threatening. Before going on stage, Sun Yao had already prepared for a close combat with Ye Xiaochuan. He even specially studied several sets of sword techniques in the past two days to break Ye Xiaochuan's close combat routines.

As a result, Ye Xiaochuan was out of character today, which was beyond his expectations.

Sun Yao had a high opinion of himself. Facing dozens of air swords flying at him, he did not counterattack, but quickly danced the Jinghong Immortal Sword in his hand. None of the air swords could get within three feet of his body. The crackling sound was endless. The shattered air swords quickly fell on the stage and turned into Xumi.

In a blink of an eye, Ye Xiaochuan's Condensed Sword Style was also easily broken by Sun Yao.

Ye Xiaochuan was not discouraged. After landing on the stage, he pinched the sword formula with his hands and shouted: "Hundred Sword Styles!"

Huh!

Suddenly, the ring was blown by the wind, and the clouds rolled. Under this, ten times more green air swords than before quickly condensed and formed in the clouds.

Ye Xiaochuan held the ancient green sword in his hand and danced on the ring, but where the sword pointed, hundreds of green air swords rushed wildly.

Someone found something wrong.

The fifth of the eight styles of the magic sword, the Hundred Swords Style, was not a brilliant move, but almost all Cangyun disciples used the sword formula to activate it, but Ye Xiaochuan seemed to have thrown away the sword formula and danced. It seemed funny, but he was more adept at controlling the endless air swords.