Whoosh...
Xiao Yi stepped forward and jumped onto the competition stage.
At the mont, the competition arena is raging.
The fall of that monstrous fire blade before even caused a huge fire scar to be split on the martial arts stage.
Above the fire mark, the fla spread and swept the surrounding area.
This competition platform is a venue specially used by the City Lord's Mansion to hold the Sifang Grand Competition.
It is blessed by a special restraining force, which is extrely strong.
Enough for all the arrogances of the Quartet, and even so famous solitary warriors fighting wantonly in it.
It is not difficult to imagine the power of that huge blade of fire just now.
"The combination of fire and kendo." Xiao Yi looked around his eyes and nodded, "It's not bad."
"Xiao Yi." When Nangong Yan saw Xiao Yi coming on stage, her eyes were instantly cold.
It was a cold look of hatred and anger.
"The last ti I was lucky enough to hurt in the inn, I didn't care about you because of Miss Mu Xue's face."
"This ti, you should pay back."
"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled faintly and said nothing.
The Leng Yan sword in his hand appeared out of thin air.
He really didn't want to talk to this Nangong Yan, so let's make a quick decision.
Speaking of it, the Sifang Great Contest is, after all, a competition between the major forces of the Sifang Region, Tianjiao and Martial Artist.
Originally, this grand event took at least ten and a half days to end.
But now Zheng Qing and Nangong Yan's direct shots undoubtedly speeded up the competition.
On the way to the City Lords Mansion before, Xiao Yiyou had talked with the Deputy Hall Master, his letter and promotion procedures should be completed within two days.
It just so happened that when the Sifang Grand Contest ended earlier, he also left Sifang City.
Bang...
At this ti, a surging roar ca.
A sword of fla condensed in Nangong Yan's hand, the sword ca out, and waves of fire swept across.
Xiao Yi was not afraid of himself, even without any action.
But when the fire wave ca, it was all frozen a few ters away in front of him.
"Put away your crappy fire control thods and shoot with a sword directly." Xiao Yi said lightly.
"Crappy fire control thods? What a big tone." From the spectator stand, there were waves of discussion.
"Dare to say that the young master of the Nangong clan has poor fire control thods? This Xiao Yi is crazy enough."
"Huh." On the martial arts stage, Nangong Yan let out a cold snort and shot instantly.
The sword of fla struck Xiao Yi violently.
Xiao Yi shook Leng Yan's sword in his hands, and a cold sword aura burst out.
The battle between the two started instantly.
Fang Muxue furrowed her brows as she looked at the Fang family master.
"Father, you said there would be no surprises for Young Master Xiao Yi, right?"
"Heh." Patriarch Fang smiled, "Do you think there will be any surprises?"
Fang Muxue looked worried, "This Nangong Yan, even Yue Tian didn't hold on to him for long, so he easily lost."
"Nangong Yan's strength far exceeded my expectations."
Patriarch Fang shook his head, "There is no need to worry about such a suspenseless battle."
"With Xiao Friend's record, let alone Nangong Yan, the older generation of strong Nangong family made a shot. I'm afraid that I can't help him."
"But." Fang Patriarch frowned suddenly, "Everyone in the Quartet knows Xiao Yi's terrifying record."
"It is strange that Nangong Yan dare to challenge on the spot."
The maid on the side said, "Speaking of which, no one has seen Young Master Xiao Yi make a move. Maybe the rumors are strong, but the real strength is not necessarily."
"It's possible." Fang Muxue nodded, "In the inn last ti, Nangong Yan didn't show her strength."
"This ti, I might want to try Young Master Xiao Yi's strength."
Patriarch Fang shook his head, "In any case, you will know when you look at it."
On the stage.
Nangong Yan's sword shadow is heavy, and flas are surging in the sword shadow.
The sword in Xiao Yi's hand was swung easily, and at the sa ti, all stars fell from the sky.
The dense starlight was added to Xiao Yi, which greatly increased Xiao Yi's montum.
The sword in his hand was surging with stars, which was astonishing.
In terms of Star Fantasy Swordsmanship, Xiao Yi made a breakthrough at the beginning, but it happened to be able to practice.
......
The sword and shadow, converge and collide.
Bang... bang...
When the sword collided with the sword, it was also a confrontation between fla and starlight.
"Xiao Yi, is this what you are capable of?" Nangong Yan sneered with a sneer.
It can be clearly seen that in the confrontation between fla and starlight, fla has the upper hand.
The starlight scattered a lot of flas, but the flas burned a lot of starlight.
Xiao Yi did not answer, but looked at the starlight while fighting and nodded.
"It seems that the power of the seven thousand starlights is about the strength of the seventh layer of the Holy King Realm."
Xiao Yi thought secretly.
In the next second, bang...above the stars, the power suddenly increased.
This ti, the starlight completely suppressed the fla.
"Yeah." Xiao Yi nodded. This ti, his body's vitality was exhausted, and the increase in Leng Yanjian was added.
In other words, now, without using the blood core and domain increase in his body, he is able to control the strength of the Star Fantasy Sword Dao.
Looking at the starlight suppressing the flas, it proved that the might reach the nine levels of the Saint King Realm.
"Well, do you have other ans?" Xiao Yi asked indifferently.
Nangong Yan, not a fool, naturally understood Xiao Yi's aning, and his face instantly beca cold.
"What a Xiao Yi, dare to be arrogant?"
"Huo Juan Remnant Clouds." Nangong Yan yelled violently, and the fla sword in his hand slashed heavily.
Bang...
A sea of fire suddenly appeared.
Inside the sea of fire, there was an abnormal surging, and then a wave of flas swept up.
The fast-rotating flas were full of violent and raging auras, coupled with the fiercely high-temperature flas, the power was amazing.
Cang...
Xiao Yi shook his head, his face no longer wary.
With a slash with the Leng Yan sword in his hand, the cold white light swiftly passed, and the flas that swept away instantly collapsed.
See it more seriously, a cold **** power has been added to the sword.
"The battle can be over." Xiao Yi said indifferently.
"Yes, it can indeed be over." Nangong sneered suddenly.
"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned, telling him instinctively that sothing was wrong.
Nangong Yan sneered, and the flas of the sword in his hand suddenly skyrocketed.
The sword that was originally just condensed from flas is now condensing.
"Do you think I didn't know you were practicing with ?"
"On that day, you were able to stab the two martial arts emperors of my Nangong family with a single sword. Do you think I don't know that you have the strength to step into the martial arts emperor level?"
Nangong Yan showed a complacent look, "Now, you have no chance to shoot with all your strength."
The voice fell.
The sword in Nangong Yan's hand suddenly beca real. It was no longer a pure fla condensation, but rather like a real sharp sword.
"Jian Huo... Wushuang." Cold words were spit out from Nangong Yan's mouth.
Boom... Suddenly, the flas all around, imdiately ran away.
The fla that swept up, the temperature was astonishing, and within the fla, it was filled with the earth-shattering edge that can only be found in kendo.
Almost for an instant, the monstrous fla had swallowed and drowned Xiao Yi.
"Not good." Patriarch Fang's face changed in the audience seat below.
"A strong sword, watching its montum, has completely stepped into the category of martial arts emperor."
"No, more than that, this sword is enough to kill waiting martial arts emperors in seconds."
"What?" Fang Muxue's face was shocked.
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