"Bah! It's so shameless. You were beaten so badly by Su Yunfei and Ye Qingcheng that day that you were carried back by your fellow disciples."
"You didn't even take one of Yuan Tian's blows, yet you had the nerve to claim a tie with Su Yunfei. I'm so ashamed for you!"
"There are such shameless people in the world!". . . Most of the onlookers cursed Xiaoyaoning angrily.
Su Yunfei twitched the corner of his mouth and almost swore. Ye Qingcheng couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to go on stage and beat up Xiaoyaoning, but was stopped by Yueyao and Xiao Yunxi.
In fact, Xiaoyaoning said these words not only to dampen He Ziming's arrogance, but also to lure Su Yunfei out. Unexpectedly, the monks onlookers were so excited after hearing this, and Xiaoyaoning immediately turned pale.
He couldn't save face, but he had said the words and couldn't take them back. He looked at the monks who were scolding him angrily and said angrily: "You, you, you, and you, you scolded the most fiercely. If you don’t accept it, come up and challenge me!”
"I'm afraid of you, so I won't go up. If you have the ability, come down!" The monks being pointed at shouted in dissatisfaction. Xiaoyaoning was about to get off the ring in anger. With a whoosh, those monks disappeared. The run is gone.
Xiaoyao Ningyu's anger has not subsided, and his face is still livid, while He Ziming looks at all this calmly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, trying to hold back his smile, but looking at this situation, he can no longer hold it in.
"Laugh at your sister, fight or not!" Xiaoyaoning said angrily. Ever since he was beaten up by Su Yunfei and Ye Qingcheng, people laughed at him wherever he went, which made him angry and helpless at the same time. Now he urgently needs help. A hearty victory that wiped away the shame.
He Ziming coughed lightly,
"Ahem, fellow Daoist Xiaoyao, I don't have a sister, let's get started."
"Nanhai Sword Sect Xiaoyaoning, I want to ask about the sword today!"
"Xuelianmen He Ziming, take the sword today!" After the two announced their families, the competition officially began.
"Although Xiaoyaoning is very arrogant and arrogant, even though he was beaten violently by Su Yunfei and Ye Qingcheng, he is indeed very strong!"
"This is true. I heard that he has been in and out of the Land of Night many times, and he can persist for more than half a month each time. He can indeed be called a top genius!"
"Then do you think he can beat Su Yunfei? After all, Su Yunfei and Ye Qingcheng teamed up to beat him violently last time. The two of them have never really fought one on one."
"It's hard to say, just between brothers!" The discussion among the monks onlookers made Su Yunfei almost fall down.
"You might as well call me 50-50. Anyway, as long as we compare, we are just the same." He muttered in a low voice.
This sentence was heard by Qin Ming not far away. He looked at Su Yunfei in shock.
"You...could it be?" Su Yunfei waved his hand and said with a smile: "No, how could I be Su Yunfei? He is so strong, so handsome, graceful, graceful, beautiful, talented, and unparalleled. I You're far behind him!" Seeing Su Yunfei praising himself so much, Ye Qingcheng kicked him directly.
Qin Ming coughed lightly,
"Ahem, fellow Taoist misunderstood. I didn't say you were Su Yunfei, but I thought you were imitating Xiaoyaoning and liked to brag!" Su Yunfei wanted to curse, but held back and rolled his eyes at Qin Ming.
Ye Qingcheng and the three women couldn't help laughing. While the onlookers were discussing the monks, the duel between the two people on the stage began.
This time it was He Ziming who made the first move. He recited the mantra silently, stretched out his arms, and performed complex starting movements with his palms. Then he suddenly clapped his palms, and a wave of energy visible to the naked eye hit Xiaoyaoning at high speed.
The moment this energy wave appeared, a bell sounded in the ears of all the monks who were watching. The monks who had not had time to release the steam engine protection were all bleeding from the orifices due to the sound of the bell.
"Is this the Snow Lotus Sect's unique skill, Immortal Clock Clapping?! It is said that after reaching the Dacheng state, he can slap a thousand-foot mountain and instantly turn it into powder."
"Well, it seems that He Ziming does have two skills and is qualified to compete with Su Yunfei!". .
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"What the hell..." Su Yunfei wanted to curse after hearing this! Facing this terrifying energy wave, Xiaoyaoning looked calm, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"You are a small skill, but you dare to do the same thing." He whispered to himself, his tone full of disdain. Xiaoyaoning swung his sword and slashed, and a hundred-foot sword light was like a galaxy hanging upside down, slashing towards the energy wave. With a bang, the sword light and energy wave both exploded. Xiaoyaoning did not move at all. He Ziming took a step back, but before he could stand still, Xiaoyaoning slashed several swords in a row, each one stronger than the other. As the sword lights flew towards He Ziming, they actually combined into a giant sword that was a hundred feet long. The giant sword exuded terrifying sword intent and sword energy. , the sword body shone with radiance, like a real sword. The giant sword stabbed He Ziming at an extremely fast speed. He Ziming, who hurriedly defended, could only shoot a few immortal bells in a row. Several energy waves slowed down the speed of the giant sword. The light of the giant sword dimmed a little, but the giant sword was unstoppable and was about to hit He Ziming. At the critical moment, he took out a three-inch square snow-white jade snow lotus. The snow lotus silently recited the mantra to He Ziming and transferred the essence. It quickly grew to three feet in length, and collided with the giant sword head-on. With a bang, the giant sword exploded, and the exploding sword energy flew around, killing some of the monks who were close.
He Ziming took a few steps back, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he was looking at Xiaoyaoning solemnly. Xiaoyaoning had a look of aloofness on his face, which made He Ziming look angry.
The monks watching in the audience, including Yu Wenyue, Dongfang Nan and others, were extremely shocked.
"I think you are right, he is indeed qualified to be on par with Su Yunfei." Hearing this word again, Su Yunfei was speechless, numb, and used to it.
He Ziming was also an arrogant genius. He had no rivals within the sect and had never lost a single victory during his several travels. Even when faced with Qin Ming's ten thousand ghost attacks, he did not even frown.
When Xiaoyaoning came on stage, he once thought that the other party was a clown who liked to brag and talk big words, so he despised him.
As a result, the opponent's two consecutive waves of attacks made him almost unable to withstand it. He patted the jade snow lotus and said unwillingly: "The magic weapon Snow Lotus Platform was originally prepared for Su Yunfei. Now that you have pushed me to this point, I will use it to practice with you first!" After that, he He made the formula with both hands and recited the formula silently at the same time. Suddenly the Snow Lotus Platform was radiant, and a terrifying and suffocating energy was emitted. Then He Ziming slapped the Snow Lotus Platform.
A beam of light containing terrifying energy erupted from the Snow Lotus Platform. The moment the light beam was emitted from the Snow Lotus Platform, a stream of blood spurted out from He Ziming's throat and was forcefully swallowed back.
Snow Lotus Platform is a top-notch magic weapon at first glance, and this magic weapon should have been given to He Ziming temporarily by the sect. He has not had time to communicate with his mind, so if he forced it to be used, it will definitely suffer backlash.
When the light beam condensed on the snow lotus platform took shape, Xiaoyaoning's complexion began to become serious, and his eyes became sharper. He clenched his sword tightly, his momentum rising steadily, his clothes fluttered, and his hair fluttered in the wind. Just a handsome face.
At this moment, Xiaoyaoning looked like a free and uninhibited swordsman. It was only at this moment that the onlookers in the audience stopped laughing at Xiaoyaoning, and so did Su Yunfei and Ye Qingcheng.
Xiaoyaoning was seen holding the long sword upside down between his eyebrows, his eyes filled with shock, and he shouted: "Open!" Seven Xiaoyaonings instantly appeared on the ring.
What surprised everyone in the audience even more was that the seven Xiaoyaonings performed different swordsmanship movements respectively. Each swordsmanship movement was extremely exquisite, and any one of them performed at random could be said to be extremely lethal.
"Sister Ye, what kind of swordsmanship is this?" Su Yunfei asked Ye Qingcheng, the swordsmanship master. Ye Qingcheng frowned slightly, pondering for a moment, then opened her beautiful eyes and said, "If I guess correctly, these seven sword skills correspond to the famous stunts of the seven half-step immortal mirror sword cultivators of the human race. One of them is the Shushan Sword." How Xiaoyaoning learned the famous stunt of a senior before him is incredible!" Just as everyone was talking about it, the seven Xiaoyaonings suddenly united into one, and then handed out a sword forward. The movement of this sword was very strange. Easy-going, but the power of the explosion shocked everyone present.
Just when Xiaoyaoning handed out a sword, He Ziming's Snow Lotus Platform light beam also burst out. There was a loud bang and the earth shone brightly. Everyone could not see clearly what was happening in the ring because the light was too dazzling.
After more than ten breaths, the light dimmed, and Xiaoyaoning stood proudly on the stage, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, but the pride and pride on his face were still there.
In front of him, He Ziming collapsed on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face was ashen, and he was dejected. The Snow Lotus Platform returned to its three-inch size and fell to the ground calmly.
"Brother He accepted!" Xiaoyaoning said calmly with his hands behind his back. When He Ziming saw that the other party acted like he did before, he was a little angry, but he couldn't get angry. After all, the other party defeated him, so he clasped his fists and
"If you are not as skilled as others, you will be defeated!" When he said this sentence, he was angry, unwilling, and helpless. Among these negative emotions, there was also the desire to become stronger.
Taking a deep breath, He Ziming jumped off the ring, and accidentally landed next to Su Yunfei.
"I'm in a good position!" He cursed in his heart. He Ziming and Qin Ming looked at each other, and then continued to look at the ring.
Xiaoyaoning on the stage, with his hands behind his back, looked at the monks who were watching in awe with their mouths open and a look of arrogance on the world.
He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and shouted: "Who else!" As soon as he said this, the monks in the audience immediately looked at each other. You pushed me and I pushed you. No one came on stage for the time being.
Su Yunfei sent a message to Xiao Yunxi,
"Yunxi, go up and cut him!" Xiao Yunxi smiled faintly, and then, under the encouraging and expectant eyes of Su Yunfei, Ye Qingcheng and Yueyao, he was ready to go on stage to challenge Xiaoyaoning.
At this moment, a voice sounded,
"And me!" After saying that, the man jumped onto the ring.
