"Who dares to fight?"

Ye Heng's eyes were red and he whistled to the sky.

The black hair behind him moved without wind, like a crazy demon dancing, and the black heavy sword in his hand danced and the wind was shining.

The heavy sword has no edge.

A great coincidence is not a skill!

This black heavy sword was more than a thousand pounds. As it danced, it was like a running giant beast. Those who were not strong enough would die when they touched it. A round sword energy storm was set off around his body.

It makes people unable to get close to it.

Around the altar.

Some people with weak cultivation were all pale and retreating step by step when facing such a terrible sword energy storm.

I dare not get close at all!

"It's so terrible that the second level of the Golden Dan Realm?"

"What kind of existence is Xiao Yi who can point out such a terrible disciple..."

"Xiao Yi not only guides his disciples to be powerful, it is said that he also knows how to refine medicines and formations... Even the lord of the Treasure Pavilion is inferior to Xiao Yi in refining medicines. How could there be such a perfect person in the world?"

The stronger Ye Heng means that Xiao Yi is.

After Ye Heng killed the challengers one after another, Xiao Yi's reputation also rose steadily.

Yang Kun had already woken up, his face was gloomy and gloomy. He never expected that Ye Heng, who was a mere second-level Jindan realm, would be so powerful.

He turned around and looked at the Huihai Sword Lord beside him, with a look of viciousness in his eyes: "You can't let him continue to win, otherwise even if you defeat him in the end, Xiao Yi's reputation will reach its peak!"

"good!"

The Lord of Huihai Sword was also Zheng Keyou, looking at a seemingly thin young man behind him and said, "Yun Dian, kill him!"

"Um!"

The thin young man nodded, but his seemingly sick body emitted a chilling cold smell at this moment.

Step by step!

He walked towards the altar step by step, neither fast nor slow, but he made everyone around him automatically make a way out.

Xiao Zhengde said worriedly: "Yang Kun, I see Yun Dian is just the peak of the Golden Dan Realm. The one from Haoran Pavilion just now is not weaker than him, and he is still killed by Ye Heng. Are you sure it is okay to send him to take action?"

The Master Huihai Swordsman smiled confidently and said proudly: "Master Xiao, you should keep your heart in your stomach!"

"The Sword Lord is right, don't worry!"

Yang Kun's mouth raised slightly, and a cold curve was rolled up, "Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi, I wonder what your personal disciple will feel when you die in front of you later? Hahaha..."

Da da da da da!

Yun Dian slowly walked to the altar, and a sick smile squeezed out from his pale face: "Yun Dian of Tianjian Sect!"

"Are the messes of the Tianjian Sect finally willing to take action?"

Ye Heng snorted coldly and swept the heavy sword, but he did not look down on Yun Dian, "Do it, let me see what the people of your Tianjian Sect have!"

"As you wish!"

Yun Dian chuckled.

He slowly took out a silver brocade box from his arms, and bounced his fingers and opened it quietly. Silver light flashed by, and saw a row of small swords of different sizes and fine needles lying quietly inside the brocade box.

The moment the brocade box was opened, Yun Dian's eyes suddenly became sharp.

It was as if there was a sharp sword in my eyes.

"Come on the sword!"

Yun Dian blinked his fingers and pointed a little forward with a sword.

Swish!

A small silver sword shot out.

A silver light flashed through the void. Ye Heng subconsciously retreated back, and almost at the same time, his cheeks hurt and a wisp of blood shot out.

Ye Heng frowned slightly and raised his hand to wipe his face.

Bright red blood fell on the palm of your hand.

"What a fast sword!" Ye Heng narrowed his eyes.

Fortunately, he subconsciously avoided the sword just now, otherwise it would have been his throat that would have been cut!

Buzz!

The silver sword returned to Yun Dian's side and floated on his left. Yun Dian smiled and said, "This is just the beginning, the faster sword, and it's still behind! If you kneel down now and beg me to spare you and admit that Xiao Yi is garbage, maybe I can consider letting you live!"

"court death!"

Ye Heng was furious.

Xiao Yi’s kindness is recreated to him, how can he tolerate others insulting and provoking?

"There is no power, then go and die!"

Yun Dian's nose made a cold snorkeling, and as he bounced his fingers, crisp sounds of tingling sounds rang one after another. With the sound of breaking through the air, silver small swords flew up from the brocade box, lined up in a row, and left for Ye Heng who was rushing towards him.

Dong!

Ye Heng paused suddenly, leaned back, and at the same time, his hands turned around and his black heavy sword blocked him.

Ding Ding Ding!

The silver sword broke through the air and hit the sword one after another.

The terrifying impact force generated by each impact is carried back with Ye Heng's body.

Every time I take a step back, a string of footprints half a foot deep are left on the ground.

Sixteen silver swords shook Ye Heng back sixteen steps. When Ye Heng stopped, his hands and tiger mouths burst open, and blood rolled down the hilt of the sword. On the other hand, Yun Dian, sixteen silver swords floating above his head, with a relaxed and comfortable look on his face: "Before I have exerted my strength, you will not be able to hold on?"

"How can you hurt me if you just embroidered needles?"

Ye Heng sneered.

"Embroidery needle?"

Yun Dian's face darkened, because his Yuan soldier's shape and feminine appearance made him hate the most about someone saying that he embroidery. Looking at Ye Heng with gloomy eyes, Yun Dian sneered: "I have given you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it, so go and die!"

"Sword Rain!"

With Yun Dian's order, sixteen small swords burst out at the same time.

Like a silver sword rain.

"The pen falls to the wind and rain!"

"Qinglian Reincarnation..."

Ye Heng successively cast the "Green Lotus Sword Song" and knocked back the small sword one by one.

Yun Dian's face was expressionless, and his hands suddenly closed: "One sword determines the universe!"

Bang bang bang bang!

The silver sword formed a giant sword shape, and the silver energy was connected in pieces. Finally, it turned into a silver giant sword and slashed towards Ye Heng, and Ye Heng raised his sword to block it.

Dong!

With a loud bang, the altar under Ye Heng's feet exploded, dust flew, and a sandstorm that was ten meters high was rolling up.

It makes people unable to see Ye Heng and the others for a while.

"What's going on?"

"Who won the game?"

Everyone was pulled and stared at the altar where dusty smoke rolled.

Xiao Zhengde clenched his fists and his eyes never moved away from the altar: "Master Huihai Sword, are you sure that Yun Dian can win?"

"Don't worry!"

The Master of Huihai Sword said confidently, "Yun Dian is an inner disciple of my Tianjian Sect. He is proficient in sword control techniques, and... his cultivation is not..."

The words have not ended.

Only a loud bang could be heard.

The two sword shadows collided with each other, forming a storm, sweeping away the dust that blocked people's vision. And in the dust, a figure flew backwards in a very embarrassing way, instantly attracting everyone's attention: "The winner is decided? Who is the winner?"
Chapter completed!