As soon as the sword came out, the air around him condensed. The spiritual power became sticky because of the sword, and it was extremely slow to operate. Waves seen by the naked eye rippled around the sword, forming an invisible sword energy.

Looking at the long sword in Qingyu's hand, Yang Shaohua frowned deeply. Unexpectedly, Qingyu actually used divine weapons to deal with a person of a greater level than him.

The audience around him took a breath when they saw this scene.

"That's not the magic weapon of Senior Brother Qingyu?"

"That's right, it is said that it is a pseudo-immortal weapon, and it is also a wirelessly close-to-immortal weapon!"

"It's not easy for Senior Brother Yang to force Senior Brother Qingyu to become like this!"

"Don't forget that Senior Brother Yang is just a martial artist, and Senior Brother Qingyu is a great martial artist!"

"Haha, let's see who will dare to bully us in the future!"

There was a noise from the scene. These people were undoubtedly not some new disciples. These people were bullied by old disciples on weekdays and even exploited. However, the sect did not participate in such matters, unless it caused serious time, such as large-scale injuries or deaths, so that the sect's internal personnel would come out to mediate.

The sect uses such means to make the disciples stronger. If they are kept in a greenhouse, one day when they really see a storm, they will only die in the storm.

It’s like the reason why Yang Shaohua had a conflict with Tianyu within the sect before, but no one came to stop him. Later, his master Li Xing came to Wuji Villa privately to avenge Tianyu, but was retreated by Qian Huanyu.

The invisible sword energy became more and more fierce as Qingyu's arm swung, as if it had cut the air into two pieces. Everyone took a breath when they saw this. Even though they were outside the field, they still felt the powerful force.

Yang Shaohua's eyes slightly condensed and became solemn. He had to be completely alert in the face of Qingyu's sharp blow. At this time, Qingyu's body shook and turned into an invisible sword shadow, disappeared from the spot, heading straight for Yang Shaohua. A hissing sound came from the air, and a deep mark on the greystone steps turned into.

"Qingfeng Sword Mad!"

Qingyu's attack had arrived, and the powerful sword energy directly blocked Yang Shaohua's retreat, leaving him with no way out.

"The Palm of the Sky!"

Faced with a strong attack, Yang Shaohua was not afraid at all, and shouted loudly. The soul power in his body was circulating wildly, almost reaching the peak level. The palm covered with silver-white thunder and lightning was accompanied by a muffled thunderous sound and headed towards Qing Yu's crazy sword energy. This attack could be said to have exhausted all its strength. Facing a great martial artist, if he didn't use all his strength, there would be only one result, and he was defeated in a crushing defeat. Although I don't know who asked Qing Yu to be a reinforcement, there was almost no one else except Han Meng. As for Xia Li and others, he was completely left behind.

Rumble...

The two collided with each other and made a rumbling sound, like muffled thunder, and instantly a whirlwind swelled, spreading in all directions with the two as the center. Those who were close to the competition platform were immediately knocked out by the residual energy and spurted out a mouthful of blood. It was not difficult to see that the two had almost exhausted their full strength in an instant.

On the field.

"Blocked?"

The audience off the court recovered immediately and looked at the competition stage incredibly. No matter whether it was a win or a loss in this battle, Yang Shaohua's powerful combat power would spread in Haoyue Sect.

Yang Shaohua suddenly felt a killing force spreading along his arm, and his arm couldn't help but numb. The powerful force passed through the air ahead into his arm, directly repelling him more than ten meters away. The internal organs surging, and the golden tree exuded a soft light, protecting the internal organs. A mouthful of fishy and sweet blood came to his mouth and was suppressed by him.

On the other hand, Qing Yu's body took two steps back, and the arm holding the long sword was constantly trembling. It was obvious that in the move just now, he suffered a lot of damage. He looked at Yang Shaohua in front of him with surprise. If he were an ordinary martial artist, he would have been killed by his own attack. However, this guy not only blocked him, but also forced him back two steps.

Just as the moment he fucked with Yang Shaohua, an electric current came from his arm, causing his whole body to numb.

"You can't stay such a person!"

Qingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed, and he couldn't help but underestimate it in his heart.

"Is that good? Junior Brother Yang, are looking at my move!"

Qingyu's body shook, dissolving the remaining thunder and lightning power in his body, relieving himself, and looking at Yang Shaohua with a smile on his face.

"Qingfeng Sword Madness - Zhenyuan Feng Sword!"

Qing Yu held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and the soul power in his body continued to transport it to the long sword. Suddenly, a wave of air waves appeared around the long sword, forming a powerful sword energy. With a powerful sound of breaking the wind, it formed a blue light arc and slashed directly towards Yang Shaohua. When the powerful sword energy was halfway through, it instantly turned into countless small sword energy, wrapping up all the ten meters around Yang Shaohua.

Yang Shaohua's eyes narrowed slightly, and his breathing became rapid. He breathed violently, secretly circulating his soul power in his body. Now he didn't want to expose his strength too early, but if he didn't use his trump card, the result could be imagined.

Suddenly the blood in the body flowed rapidly, and then the golden tree trembled violently. The gray-gold blood stored at the eyebrows quickly merged into the body, fusion quickly, and a gray-gold light burst out from the eyes instantly.

Boom~~

However, at the same time, the green sword energy still came, making a huge explosion, and dust splashed everywhere. There was a huge amount of energy sprinting here, completely covering the area with air, and I couldn't see what was happening inside.

"Has it been heavy?"

"Are you defeated?"

When the audience saw this, they couldn't help but sigh. Originally, Yang Shaohua could create myths again, but reality is often not like this, and they couldn't help feeling a sense of loss in their hearts.

Qing Yu looked at that place and couldn't help but squint his eyes. For some reason, he felt that Yang Shaohua was not hit. The moment this thought appeared, even he was shocked. Then a muffled sound came from behind him, like thunder, and in his ears.

"not good!"

Qing Yu couldn't help but scream in his heart, and slapped his hand and slapped him behind him.

Touch ~~

In a hurry, a numb feeling suddenly came from Qingyu's palm. He couldn't help but take more than ten steps back and looked at his palm with horror. The palm was charred and cracked, and even had a burnt smell.

"How is it possible? How could he have such power!"

Qing Yu said in shock.

Puff!

However, just as he was distracted, a silver arrow cut through the void and shot towards him. The chill made his messy thoughts stunned. He stretched out his arm and slashed down at the arrow.

Click~~

A crisp sound rang out, and the arrow turned into pieces and fell on the ground, making a crackling sound.

"Boy, do you have only this little ability?"

Qingyu couldn't help but narrow his eyes and circulated his soul power to heal the hand.

"Senior brother, don't worry, the show is still coming!"

Yang Shaohua's mouth raised and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Just arguing!"

Qing Yu's face did not change at all, as if he was determined that Yang Shaohua had failed. At the next moment, a cold air burst out from his palm, constantly stimulating his brain, which made him stunned. He found that a trace of ice crystal rose in his palm. This layer of ice crystal spread rapidly, wrapping the entire palm up during his breathing. Seeing this, he was disturbed and hurriedly used his soul power to expel him.

Swish!

At this time, a figure that looked like an arc of electricity cut through the void, leaving behind afterimages, instantly invading Qingyu's body.

What kind of footwork is this? How could it be so fast? He was eager to drive away the cold air, but suddenly found Yang Shaohua attacking him. He couldn't help but feel a burst of mind. His other palm in the depths hit Yang Shaohua in the air.

Touch ~~

A muffled sound instantly reminded me that most of Qingyu was fighting against the power of ice at this time. At this time, he was simply unable to do anything to Yang Shaohua and was instantly repelled by Yang Shaohua's powerful force for more than ten meters away.

Seeing this, the people off the field were undoubtedly taking a breath. They originally thought that Yang Shaohua had failed, but unexpectedly, he actually created a miracle again. Many people have forgotten that he was the one who rushed out of that sword, but on the contrary, they were extremely excited.

However, Sun Yu was not well. His clothes were torn at this time. If they were placed on the earthly side, they would definitely be considered a beggar. His body was covered with scars and blood dyed his robe red.

Poke ~~

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the air, and the whole person suddenly became depressed.

"I am worthy of being Senior Brother Qingyu. Junior Brother is ashamed of himself and admits defeat!"

Yang Shaohua half-kneeled on the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, barely stood up, jumped up, and flew down from the competition platform, disappearing at the end of the crowd in the surprised gazes of everyone.

Qingyu looked at Yang Shaohua who was walking off the stage, and the cold light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. Although he won, he also won in a very embarrassing way. What he strangely was that his hasty palm could not cause harm to Yang Shaohua at all. Could it be the previous move?

"Didn't Senior Brother Yang praise Feng? How could he fail?"

"You didn't see that Senior Brother Yang vomited blood in the end?"

"There is still a little different, but I believe that when Senior Brother Yang arrives at the Great Martial Arts Master, Qingyu can be quite comparable to Senior Brother Qingyu!"

Yang Shaohua walked among the crowd, listening to the discussions of the people around him, and couldn't help but smile, and gradually smiled among the crowd.

"This little guy is quite good at it. He scared me and almost took action!"

In the Haoyue Peak, Daofu looked at the chess game in front of him and said with a smile on his face.

"The second son is good, why not let him participate in the Three Peak Competition. In this way, our Haoyue Sect will get a good ranking this year!"

On the other side of the chess game, an old man raised his chess piece and said lightly.

"It's hard to say about the old man!"

Daofu couldn't help but sigh...
Chapter completed!