"Ningshuang, my master's real name is Liu Yi, do you know why he changed his name to Yidao?" The kind-browed old man's eyes showed a cold light, and he finally stopped three feet away from the woman in the white dress and said coldly and proudly: "Ten years ago, I You can advance to Legend, but because of the skills you practice, you have suppressed your realm for ten years! Just to maintain the unbreakable state, you have to polish and refine the sword technique. Now the sword technique has been completed and the sword energy has been generated. This sword I’ll give it to you!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the kind-browed old man stood upright with the sword in both hands. His robes moved automatically without any wind, and a powerful whirlwind gathered crazily around the blade.
Ten years of sharpening the knife!
"Hiss--" After saying this, everyone present took a breath of air and looked at Liu Yidao who was condensing his sword light. Everyone suddenly looked in awe.
The fourth and fifth elders, who were taking the opportunity to cross their knees to heal their wounds, were even more shocked. The two opened their eyes and looked at each other, sensing fear in each other's eyes.
This Liu Yidao knows how to be forbearing and has a very deep secret. If the other party had not told him personally, it would be difficult for outsiders to know these secrets.
Compared to Feng Tianjue, such a person is more terrifying, and they are even less willing to provoke him!
"This sword breath is rising extremely fast and is extremely weird...it has exceeded the eleventh revolution!"
A red light was sucked into Feng Ling's left hand through the air and disappeared. Feng Ling's breath stabilized, he glanced ahead, lowered his head, and rubbed the turbid and earthy brown fire-tip gun with his left hand.
A long time ago, he noticed that Elder Liu Yidao contained a huge but hidden terrifying energy in his body. He guessed at that time:
The other party must have practiced a weird technique that can forcibly suppress the improvement of cultivation level.
"Disciple, farewell!" A shocking blade suddenly flashed across the stone surface of the duel platform and flew towards the woman in the white dress. Liu Yidao's old face turned pale instantly, and he felt mixed emotions in his heart.
"Thick Earth Heavy Attack Technique!" One wave after another started, and a snow-colored storm just set off around the woman in the white dress, and then there was a light shout.
There was a strange sword breath approaching in the front, and a shocking spear light came in behind. Leng Ningshuang bit her red lips tightly, and finally chose to use the purple frost sword to meet the approaching sword breath...
"Boom -" a loud roar erupted from the duel field, and the breath of the sword was as powerful as a dragon returning to the sea, suddenly crashing into the surface of the snow-colored storm.
The snow-colored storm rotated rapidly under the pressure of the sword light, and the two tyrannical forces continuously collided and offset each other, spraying out a series of piercing wind blades in all directions.
Wind blades plowed the duel platform into hundreds of deep ravines, each of which could easily kill a ten-level expert.
"Pfft--" He kept counting for a few breaths, and the snow-colored storm shattered and dissipated. Although the breath of the sword was slightly dim, it hit the purple frost sword with undiminished power.
A huge concussive force came from the sword body, and the woman in the white dress was affected. She spurted out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the gradually dimming sword body red.
The purple light frost sword dissipated, and its breath was like a wild beast that chooses people to eat. It cut off a few strands of black hair and paused at the snow-white jade neck of the woman in the white dress!
Just when everyone was confused, a purple figure suddenly appeared behind the woman in the white dress.
"Thick soil and heavy shooting, break it!"
The fire-tip spear seemed to carry a weight of over ten thousand kilograms. It hit the sword breath hard with the spear body, causing the latter to collapse and collapse like an earthen fortress.
Then, with the force of the spear tip, he continuously points on the blade breath fragments, completely obliterating them.
"Feng Ling!" Two angry voices exploded throughout the audience, covering up a soft murmur. The killing blow was easily broken. Liu Yidao was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood, but when he heard another loud shout, he calmed down.
