The sword energy was scattered, and the palm prints flew away. The two sides fought hard, and the earth shook for a moment, directly flattening a thick layer of soil on the ground.

The more and more people gathered, and in the end, several elders appeared in the air. As for those who were buried in the ruins of Xianya Pavilion, they crawled out at this moment, avoiding the battlefield of the two with horror.

"Hmph! Jade Emperor's Great Hand Seal!"

In the sky, Luo Tiandu's face was gloomy, and his hands quickly formed seals, then turned into a crystal giant palm, as if poured with lead, slapped at Ye Jian below.

Boom~!

The air was directly squeezed out, and the ground collapsed suddenly, causing thousands of feet of dust to rise. Ye Jian, who was under the palm print, surged into the sky. Then a sword energy was like a green tornado, directly tearing Luo Tiandu's palm print to pieces.

The remaining momentum of the sword energy was not dissipated and he headed towards Luo Tiandu. However, due to insufficient remaining strength, he was directly destroyed by the latter's second palm. Luo Tiandu's expression was extremely gloomy. He did not expect that his full-strength palm would not shake Ye Jian at all.

Anger erupted in his heart, and then his true energy surged like a tide. His palms were pressing down and slapped towards Ye Jian. The power of this palm was twice as powerful as the previous palm.

Blood was emitting from Ye Jian's mouth, and the true energy in his body surged to the extreme. He immediately joined the sword, and his body turned into a huge blue sword pillar, tearing it up towards Luo Tiandu above.

Bang ~!

The palm print and the sword energy hit each other, and a brilliant light burst out instantly. Ye Jian was as if he was hit by a heavy mountain, his body rolled back and hit the ground, causing a burst of dust and vomiting blood.

The Blood Sword was shot out the moment Ye Jian was injured. Luo Tiandu's eyes had already locked in the Blood Sword, so he reached out and directly grabbed the Blood Sword into his hand.

"This thing contains a hidden evil spirit, so it should be confiscated." Luo Tiandu said, confiscating Ye Jian's blood sword directly in public, then raised his palm and slapped Ye Jian below.

"This palm is a lesson."

Ye Jian stood up, his face became extremely ferocious, and at the same time his body was even more depressed. He tried to break through the seal of physical strength, but it was still futile.

"Boy Ye, I said that my cultivation must reach the late stage of the Condensation Realm. Don't think about it now, and you should just run for your life honestly." Eighth Master said anxiously.

"Drink~!"

Ye Jian clenched his fists and felt the palm prints pressing against the mountain. His potential was suddenly stimulated. Blue veins swelled up, and powerful forces seemed to be breaking free from the constraints, but they could not break through the golden light melted into flesh and blood.

"Boy Ye, stop showing off your power, this will hurt yourself." Eighth Master couldn't help but shout angrily.

However, Ye Jian still gritted his teeth and persevered. There was a mountain-like pressure outside, and there was a strong force inside that swelled up. Under the double pressure, the blood in Ye Jian's blood was squeezed out in a slight sliver.

Ye Jian looked like a mad wolf. In just a blink of an eye, his whole body dyed red. Master Eighth Master looked at Ye Jian like this, frowned, and a hint of anger flashed across his face.

Thorn~!

At this critical moment, a white-clothed figure flashed in front of Ye Jian, and an ice sword was swept, and the white sword energy suddenly rolled upside down, as if the Milky Way was hanging upside down.

With a sword, Mu Bingyun slashed Luo Tiandu's palm print. He immediately turned around and pointed at Ye Jian's eyebrows. The power of ice bloomed. Ye Jian woke up instantly, and the dark red in his pupils gradually faded away.

Ye Jian, who woke up, suddenly felt a chill on his back and his whole body was muddy. The anger in his chest disappeared directly. He looked at Mu Bingyun in front of him calmly, and he was stunned.

"Prince Sister?" Luo Tiandu was also stunned, and slowly landed, with a hint of fear flashing in his pupils.

All around were quiet, and after those who had not seen clearly both sides of the war, they had a sudden sensation in their hearts for a moment after confirming that it was Ye Jian.

Ling Sen stood in front of the crowd, staring at Ye Jian with his eyes tightly. The fist hidden in his sleeves made a "crack" sound. The sword force and the speed of the sound were twice as fast as possible. He fought against Luo Tian without any disadvantage. Unexpectedly, he actually hid so much strength.

In addition to Ling Sen coming here to watch the game, Qingzhu, who has always loved the fun, also came. Just as he saw Ye Jian fighting with Luo Tian on the court just now, Qingzhu immediately recalled what Ye Jian said, "You are not my opponent." He immediately curled his mouth and tears of grievance were all over his big eyes.

She once thought that even if she didn't work hard, her cultivation would still progress very quickly and her strength would be as strong as her. No matter how powerful Ye Jian performed, she was only at the same level as hers and could not be much stronger.

But now, seeing Ye Jian's bursting strength fight with the first core disciple Luo Tian, ​​and without losing the disadvantage, Qingzhu felt aggrieved. When did Ye Jian's strength reach the same level as the senior sister and the others?

"Hmph! Fighting with an ordinary inner disciple, you have to take over the air supremacy. I'm so ashamed!" Qing Zhu was very upset and immediately exuded all her anger on Luo Tiandu, cursing silently in her heart.

If the people who were most shocking in the field were undoubtedly Ye Xuan and Ye Chen. They were originally coming to watch the fun, but who would have thought that the one who fought with Luo Tian would be Ye Jian.

The two looked at each other, and an unprecedented wave was stirred in their hearts. They were stunned for a long time. Is this the Ye Jian they knew?

"Senior Brother Duanmu, see that Ye Jian is still arrogant, now he has finally been taught a serious lesson by Senior Brother Luo." Zhang Long stood beside Duanmu Rong and sneered, but he was greeted by the latter's loud slap.

Bang~!

"Senior Brother Duanmu, why did you hit me?" Zhang Long asked inexplicably, covering his swollen face.

Suddenly, the core disciples who came to watch the fun and the inner sect ranked disciples all turned their eyes and stared at Duanmu Rong and his group of people, with strange expressions in their eyes.

Although Ye Jian seemed to be defeated on the surface, anyone with a little bit of eyesight understood that if Luo Tian had not occupied a favorable position at the high altitude, he would have been very embarrassed by Ye Jian, not to mention that Ye Jian's cultivation level was in the early stage of the true realm.

"It's really strong. Even Senior Brother Luo was Lily before he defeated him. I was defeated by him. It's not unfair!" Bai Fu stood in the crowd, looking at the standing young man in the field, and sighed in his heart.

However, while feeling moved, he felt strange. When Ye Jian defeated him, he relied entirely on his powerful physical strength. Bai Fu still remembers it freshly, but why can't he sense that power today?

There were also Sun Ningxiang and others who came back from the Hengduan Mountains with Ye Jian. While everyone was secretly surprised, they were all kinds of speculations in their hearts.

Just as everyone was talking, a cold young man with black hair and waist stood here in an inconspicuous place in the crowd, his eyes slowly retracted from Ye Jian, and then a faint chuckled from the corner of his mouth: "The game begins, then let's compete with you to see who will pick Luo Tiandu first."

Qing Young smiled, then she became in a daze and disappeared directly from the spot. At this moment, another disciple who had been paying attention to the youth rubbed his eyes and immediately said to the disciples beside her.

"I seemed to see Senior Brother Meng Tian just now, and he is by my side."

"Senior Brother Mengtian? Where is it??" The people around him suddenly searched eagerly around, but after a moment, these people with contemptuous eyes stared at the person who had spoken before.

"Go, aren't we around you? Where are there any other people?"

"That's right, you're not dreaming, right? Senior Brother Meng Tian is standing beside us, will we not know?"

"That's right, it must be a daydream."

"No, I really saw Senior Brother Meng Tian just now, and he was standing beside me." The disciple tried his best to argue, but it still attracted the cold eyes and contempt of everyone around him.

"I'm sure that's Senior Brother Meng Tian, ​​absolutely right." The disciple tightened his fists and said in his heart: "Although Senior Brother Meng Tian is a little different from half a year ago, I'm sure it's definitely him."

Mu Bingyun stared at Ye Jian lightly, then retracted the crystal jade fingers on Ye Jian's forehead, turned slowly, and said lightly to Luo Tiandu in front of him: "Come on it."

"What?" Luo Tian frowned, and a trace of displeasure flashed on his face. He really didn't expect that Mu Bingyun would talk to him in a commanding tone in front of so many people, and Luo Tian suddenly felt that he had lost all his face.

The people around were also aware of this. Seeing this, many people had already started to speculate in their hearts, and the core disciples watching in the crowd became the focus of everyone, and people kept coming forward to ask.

"You know what I said best. Hand over Ye Jian's sword." Mu Bingyun spoke lightly, but because of the coldness of his body, it made people feel a little chilling.

"Sister Pastor, this sword is extremely fierce. I'll take it for Junior Brother Ye now, so as not to stay by Junior Brother Ye's side to affect his consciousness. Why, do you have to take care of this matter?" Luo Tiandu's eyes were slightly cold and he asked sternly.

"Hmph! Since that's the case, then leave this sword to me for custody. I have an ice attribute, which is more conducive to suppressing the great evil of this sword." Mu Bingyun snorted coldly.

"No need, I can suppress this sword very fiercely." Luo Tian said with displeasure.

"After all, it's you who are greedy for the sword in the hands of others. Humph! Such a despicable behavior is shameful!" Mu Bingyun said in a cold voice.

"Sister Pastor, I respect you one foot, but don't be unwilling to forgive me everywhere." Luo Tiandu's face turned pale and immediately shouted coldly, "There are three fires left in the clay man, don't look down on me Luo Tian."

Bang ~!

Luo Tiandu waved his palm and immediately lifted up a layer of soil cultivation on his palm print, and rushed towards Mu Bingyun.

Mu Bingyun's expression was already extremely cold, and now he was extremely cold. The Ice Soul Sword in his hand rolled up and a cold ice sword energy shot out, shattering Luo Tiandu's palm print. Taking advantage of this moment, Mu Bingyun's body flashed and immediately turned into a white light and slashed at Luo Tiandu with a sword.

Boom~!

The sword energy poured out, and a layer of ice suddenly formed on the ground. Luo Tiandu's true energy shook wildly, but he still couldn't resist it. He was swept by Mu Bingyun with a sword and repelled from a distance.
Chapter completed!