"How does it feel? Is it soft?" Hou Xiaoxiao joked as soon as Xiao Ye stepped off the stage.
"Senior sister!" Mu Yudie quickly stopped.
Xiao Ye rubbed his nose and said with a smile: "It's not bad, it lacks a bit of firmness."
"You, a gangster, a pervert, a bad boy!" Mu Yudie hid behind Hou Xiaoxiao, still covering her butt with one hand, and buried her red head on Hou Xiaoxiao's body.
"Our Xiaodie has been treated like this by you. If you don't treat her well, I won't let you go." Hou Xiaoxiao said with a faint smile, which seemed to be obvious but not obvious.
Xiao Ye was stunned for a moment, then turned around and glanced to one side, stroking his eyebrows with his fingers, pretending to be thinking about the question, but he had no expression on his face to answer. Mu Yudie looked even more disappointed when she saw this scene.
Not long after, the final round was held and the second favorite was selected.
Before Ouyang Jing could make any move, Xiao Ye suddenly said: "I'm sorry, I haven't recovered from the consumption just now. I ask for a rest to recover. In the current state, I won't be convinced even if I lose, so I still hope The elders approved.”
No recovery?
All the disciples around wanted to say, you haven't used much spiritual energy at all. How could it be that you haven't recovered after such a long time?
But thinking about it carefully, he didn't do it for his own recovery, but to give Ouyang Jing some more time to recover. Ouyang Jing was seriously injured by Li He's final blow in that round of the battle. Even with the help of the elixir, he still needed some time to recover. This fair approach made many people's attitude towards him improve.
Mo Changming looked at Feng Lingtian, who nodded, and then said: "That's right!"
"With good talent and good character, the second son can be used." Feng Lingtian nodded with satisfaction.
However, Ouyang Jing did not take Xiao Ye's advice at all and said: "No need, I have already recovered, there is no need to recover."
When Xiao Ye saw this, he didn't have time to think and said: "In that case, just pretend that I didn't say what I just said."
Both sides came to the stage, Ouyang Jing came to the stage and said: "You'd better show all your strength, otherwise, you have no hope of winning."
"Both and each other, we can see the truth under our hands." Xiao Ye said lightly.
Before Xiao Ye could make any move, the shadow on the ground suddenly stretched out a shadow thorn. The sharp thorn was like a rapidly growing bamboo shoot, stabbing towards Xiao Ye's throat. He stretched out his hand to block it, and a metallic sound came out. It didn't even pierce Xiao Ye's palm, it was just a simple test.
"Physical refining cultivator, it is indeed a bit difficult to deal with. The body is indeed strong, but... it is just that the body is stronger." Ouyang Jing said lightly, and then his body began to turn into a black shadow, and finally slowly disappear.
Ouyang Jing's breath was almost imperceptible around him, and he seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. It shouldn't be that he can't sense it, but that it's really difficult to sense it in the same realm.
Xiao Ye stood still and did not move. In the previous battles, Ouyang Jing always shuttled around the ring with a ghostly figure, but he had never been like this, completely hidden, as if... with The shadows here blend into one.
Suddenly, a black shadow shuttled from one shadow area to another. The speed was so fast, like a real ghost, Xiao Ye's eyes widened, and before he could react, the black shadow came out from behind him. The black shadow turned into a sharp claw in his hand. The dark claw seemed to exude a ghostly aura of death.
bump!
That claw directly grabbed Xiao Ye's back, and a ferocious mark was instantly scratched on his robe. Although the Gang Qi was not broken, it was almost broken.
Xiao Ye was amazed that his current level of strength was at least that of a top-level earth-level secret treasure, and it was so easy to break open. However, Ouyang Jing's claw just now did almost break it open. The technique he used must be at least at the top of the spiritual ladder and at the top of the spiritual ladder. Otherwise, it would not be so powerful.
Fortunately, Ouyang Jing was still in the Qi-entraining state, and there was only scattered spiritual energy in his Dantian, rather than compressed more powerful spiritual power. Otherwise, this claw would definitely be able to break through his Gang Qi.
Mu Yudie's Spirit Sword Technique may also be the same technique. But because Mu Yudie cultivated late, he had not yet reached perfection. Otherwise, the flying swords all over the sky would definitely turn him into a hornet's nest.
Ouyang Jing's figure was like a ghost, his hands were clenched with five fingers, and the strange black mist rose like flames on his hands. With a step of his step, he came to Xiao Ye in a blink of an eye. The speed was so fast that it was completely unexpected. It is slower than Xiao Ye's speed after the explosion.
However, no matter how fast it is, the speed of the explosion requires the mobilization of Dantian spiritual energy and the movement of the whole body to achieve it. Xiao Ye only needs to mobilize the Gangqi outside the body. On top of the explosion, Xiao Ye is even better.
Xiao Ye punched out and collided with the black hands. The strange black mist, like a strong fist glove, exerted some of the punch's power.
However, the fist power of that earth-level secret treasure still pushed Ouyang Jing back. His hands were still shaking, and he felt that the bones in his entire arm were in pain.
Xiao Ye punched out again. He put his hands together to resist and reluctantly landed the punch. Then, the black mist suddenly retreated from his palm and turned into black arrows, flying towards Xiao Ye's face.
This black mist is like flowing soil. It can flow like a debris flow, or it can be shaped like a dry stone after shaping.
Xiao Ye ignored those black arrows, but grabbed Ouyang Jing's arms with both hands, raised his right foot, and kicked towards the opponent's abdomen.
Ouyang Jing was surprised, Xiao Ye was a body-refining monk, and the power of this kick was no less than some Huang-level skills. If he was hit, he would definitely be injured. He quickly retracted those black arrows, and the arrows instantly turned into black mist. Like a seamless liquid, they penetrated into the gap between Xiao Ye's grasp of Ouyang Jing's arms and hands, and with a kind of The burst of power rushed away Xiao Ye's hands.
After breaking free, he quickly defended himself and turned into a shadow, trying to neutralize the power of the kick, but it was too late. He was kicked to the edge of the ring, retched, and almost had a mouthful of blood mist protruding from his body.
boom!
Xiao Ye made a sudden move, and the red sword suddenly appeared in his hand, stabbing Ouyang Jing. Unexpectedly, Ouyang Jing disappeared again, turning invisible and shuttled on the ground.
Unknowingly, the sky has entered dusk, the sunset has turned into a bright red color, and the low sunlight seems to make the shadow area larger here. Ouyang Jing blended into these shadows and could not see their existence at all, just like the master of the night.
"This is completely invisible. No matter how fast Xiao Ye is, he can't react to this kind of invisible attack from nowhere, no matter how fast he is."
"That's right, it's still dusk now. If it really enters the dark night, Ouyang Jing will completely blend into the darkness."
Everyone around seemed to think that no matter how strong Xiao Ye was, it was of no use if he couldn't catch the opponent.
But there were only a few people present. They shook their heads at everyone's words and looked at the ring silently.
I saw Xiao Ye stabbing the ground with his red sword, and vaguely, something seemed to be flowing somewhere. Afterwards, Xiao Ye struck several swords in succession, and each time he could vaguely see the flowing black shadow, and each of Xiao Ye's sword strikes could be accurately found.
Afterwards, Ouyang Jing simply stopped hiding and showed his true appearance, saying: "You are a soul cultivator, you have spiritual consciousness."
Shadow Killing Technique, although this technique is only a spiritual level technique, the ghost shadow Shawu that is cultivated can turn itself into a shadow and melt into the darkness. It is almost impossible to see and find it with the ordinary naked eye.
And the first time Xiao Ye found it, it could be said that he was lucky or coincidental, but he could find it accurately every time, and he found it prejudged. What is this other than divine consciousness? !
Under the scope of his spiritual consciousness, he could not hide no matter how invisible he was. Instead of being so passive, it would be better to show his true body and fight with him.
"No more hiding? I haven't had enough fun yet, keep going." Xiao Ye said lightly.
"Hmph, you don't have to feel confident. Even if you are a soul cultivator, it is great to have divine consciousness that prevents me from hiding." Ouyang Jing said disdainfully.
Xiao Ye smiled faintly, and then said: "Actually, even without spiritual consciousness, there is more than one way for you to show up. Rather, how can you hide under the light?"
Suddenly, a crimson flame ignited in Xiao Ye's hand. The flame looked so dazzling under the sunset, and the light of the flame instantly illuminated the arena here.
"Look, how can you hide under the light of this flame." Xiao Ye smiled lightly.
Ouyang Jing looked at the flames, smiled, and said: "I originally thought that Zhuge Yu was the only one who could be called my opponent in the outer sect. I didn't expect that a commoner like you has such talent and strength. I was wrong before. .You deserve me to use all my strength for a real battle."
Suddenly, black mist gathered in Ouyang Jing's palm, and spiritual energy also gathered in it. He bent his fingers again and grabbed it through the void.
I saw a black claw, like a ghost from hell, clawing across the void. The sharp claws seemed to scratch through the air, drawing gaps in the air.
Xiao Ye dodged sideways and grabbed the ring with his sharp claws, directly tearing a corner of the ring into pieces. Immediately afterwards, countless sharp claws attacked, like thousands of ghost hands, and a hundred ghosts walked in the night.
Xiao Ye picked up the red sword and waved his other palm. The flames in his palms spilled out like splashing water. The bright flames formed a wall, blocking the attacking claws.
"What a powerful fire control power. This fire control ability is no longer inferior to that of the sect's alchemist and weapon refiner disciples!"
Gui Li's ghost claws came from all directions. Their claws were sharp and wanted to tear the flames apart. Although the flames were torn apart, they were repaired in an instant. The ghost claws could not destroy it in an instant.
Because of the true fire in his body, even if it is spiritual fire, Xiao Ye's spiritual fire is more powerful than ordinary spiritual fire.
