Chapter 37 Yang Sword

The white light from Huanyin gradually pushed all the ghost energy in the stage to a corner - that was the corner where Lin Mei was standing. Lin Mei's face was full of shock, and there was even a hint of fear in it. He raised the ghost lotus in his hand high and kept casting spells to resist the white light from Huanyin.

"What kind of magic is this light? It restrained my ghost magic. I had already succeeded just now, how could he still emit such incredible power." Lin Mei's forehead was sweating, and his heart was full of doubts.

Huanyin in the white light gradually stood up straight, his face was no longer a little depressed, and his injuries seemed to have recovered. He stretched out his right hand, palm up, and said: "Condensation!"

The white light around Huanyin suddenly became extremely strong, and then flew from him into the air. The ball of white light kept spinning and dancing in the air, getting smaller and brighter, until it was too dark to look at, and slowly floated into Huanyin's raised palm. Then, the white light flashed and dissipated in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

Where the white light flashed, a milky white sword appeared in Huan Yin's hand. The sword was warm and smooth, without a blade, and there was a "Jue" character engraved on the sword.

"Yang Jian, it's really Yang Jian. It's his sword..." Ye Qingyou saw the sword in Huan Yin's hand, and his emotions could no longer be controlled. He stared at the sword in Huan Yin's hand and kept repeating the words just now.

The old man at Yijian Peak saw the sword in Huan Yin's hand and said with a look of reminiscence on his face: "Qi Jue Zi, there are seven Jue in the way of weapons, seven Jue in the way of immortals, and seven Jue in the sword. In the past, I also asked for advice from fellow Taoist Qi Jue Zi. Not only did he have unparalleled cultivation and swordsmanship, he also possessed seven peerless immortal swords. These seven swords are called Jue Jian, and the swords are as their names suggest, one sword is unique."

When the old man said this, his expression became a little regretful: "After fellow Taoist Qi Jue Zi died, the once famous Jue Jian disappeared. Unexpectedly, today Yang Jian actually Seeing the light of day again in the hands of this young man, could he be a disciple of Wuliangmen Sword Pavilion? "

"Yangjian, also known as Jueyangjian, means the sword of extreme yang. The sword contains endless yang power, which can melt everything, drive away hundreds of ghosts, and control all yin. This sword is extraordinary, and it is definitely not something that a Qi Condensation cultivator can control. Huan Yin, who is only at the first level of Qi Condensation, can actually display this sword's yang power. What kind of swordsmanship is his? "For Xuanyuanzi, Yangjian cannot be compared with his magic sword Xuanyuan, but being praised as extraordinary by a figure like him can give us a glimpse of Yangjian's power. However, Xuanyuanzi is obviously more concerned about Huanyin. As an elder of Yijianfeng, it is incredible that he can't see through the swordsmanship of a Qi Condensation cultivator.

The Yangjian condensed, the white light converged, and the pressure on Lin Mei's side instantly decreased. However, even at such a distance, Lin Mei could truly feel the terrifying power contained in the sword in Huanyin's hand.

"Give up!" Lin Mei no longer had the confidence to fight with Huan Yin. Just now, Huan Yin only sacrificed the Yang Sword, and all her magic was instantly dispelled by the sword's might. Even she could barely keep calm under the sword's might. If Huan Yin used this sword to fight her, she might not last for a breath.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Lin." Huan Yin bowed to Lin Mei who had given up. He really admired his opponent Lin Mei. Not only was she highly skilled, but she was also highly skilled in magic. If he hadn't had the Yang Sword, he might have lost. Moreover, although he could barely use the Yang Sword, it would also bring him a great burden. Moreover, the Yang Sword happened to restrain Lin Mei's ghost magic. Otherwise, even if he won in the end, he would be injured by the backlash of the sword.

"Junior Brother Huan, I didn't expect you to be so powerful and so humble at such a young age. Your future must be limitless. Senior Sister, I surrender." Seeing that Huan Yin took the initiative to salute her after winning, Lin Mei really admired Huan Yin and praised him sincerely.

"He won again, he won again, he entered the top four!" When the disciples of Wuliangmen saw Huanyin's victory, they burst into cheers, as if they themselves entered the top four. Although they looked down on Huanyin before, they had to admit his performance in the past few rounds of martial arts competitions, especially when Liu Deshun said to them after his failure, "I am really not as good as Junior Brother Huan", which made them finally realize that Huanyin was the real strongest in Wuliangmen this time.

Strong people are respected at any time and in any place, not to mention that Huanyin never argued with them from beginning to end, but just silently proved himself, which made them feel extremely guilty and also had a sincere admiration for Huanyin. In this martial arts competition, the disciples of Wuliangmen were looked down upon everywhere in Yijianfeng, and they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. Now, Huanyin entered the top four, just like a loud slap in the face of those who looked down on Wuliangmen, how could they not be excited.

"Brother Huan, you are awesome!"

"Brother Huan, I am so lucky to have a fellow disciple like you."

"Brother Huan, keep going! I know you can go even further!"

Huan Yin returned to where his fellow disciples were. His fellow disciples rushed to praise him. Even Liu Deshun came to him and bowed to him: "Brother Huan, you are amazing. Before, I was too shortsighted and didn't recognize the real hero. I hope you can keep it up, win honor for your fellow disciples and for the sect!"

Huan Yin looked around and sighed at these fellow disciples who used to sneer at him. In the world of cultivation, the strong prey on the weak. Only by showing your strength can you gain the respect of others. Their humiliation in the past could not match the power of today's battle. However, at least they still have a strong sense of honor and disgrace for the sect. With them, Wuliangmen still has hope.

"Senior brothers, I've forgotten all the trouble, I will work hard!" Huan Yin bowed to these people and said seriously.

After Huan Yin's battle, only Ye Wuyou and Cao Jun were left. Cao Jun suffered a big loss from the initial contact between the two. Although his Yuling was now back on his shoulders, it had become very sluggish. He said with a ruthless expression: "I didn't kill you that day, but I will bury you today!"

"Hmph, you treacherous villain, you have no chance of winning in a head-on battle." Ye Wuyou said in a confrontational tone.

Cao Jun didn't say anything else. Together with his magic skills, three fire pythons shot out in an instant, heading straight for Ye Wuyou on the opposite side. When Ye Wuyou saw the fire python coming, he raised his hand and waved three times, and the three strong wind slashes flew towards the fire python in an instant.

Ye Wuyou's first strong wind cut into a straight line and directly blocked Cao Jun's three fire pythons. After that, the other two strong winds cut into a cross shape and directly hit Cao Jun.

Ye Wuyou's cultivation level was a whole level higher than Liu Deshun's, and the power of his Cross Wind Slash was far beyond what Liu Deshun used. Although Cao Jun was powerful, his understanding of the technique was far inferior to Huan Yin. Naturally, he didn't know how to break the Cross Wind Slash, so he could only use it forcefully. When he saw Ye Wuyou's attack coming, he changed his technique and fired a blue light at his electric eagle. The electric eagle flew up and spit out an electric ball in front of him.

Wuyou's Cross Wind Slash hit the electric ball, and wind and thunder exploded in mid-air, and spiritual power surged with astonishing force. After a while, the spell in mid-air slowly dissipated, and Ye Wuyou and Cao Jun could see each other clearly again.

"The battle between these two people is really exciting. Not only are their cultivation levels high, but their fighting methods are also equally impressive." The onlookers marveled when they saw the battle between the two.

At this time, both Ye Wuyou and Cao Jun were ready to attack again. The magic technique in Cao Jun's hand had been completed, and it seemed that it was his most proud magic technique - summoning spirits. When Ye Wuyou saw this method, a burst of anger arose in his heart. It was this technique that almost killed him that day at the foot of Wuliang Mountain. It was also this technique that killed his fellow disciple Li Yicai in this martial arts competition.

Cao Jun looked at Ye Wuyou, an evil smile appeared on his face, and then he pushed hard, and the illusory electric eagle flew out. When the blue electric eagle on Cao Jun's shoulder saw its master's magic flying out, it flew out instantly as if it had a spirit, and lined up with the illusory version of himself to hit Ye Wuyou.

The two electric eagles, one real and one fake, both emitted powerful thunder and lightning fluctuations. The thunder and lightning fluctuations on the two spirits attracted each other and gradually connected in the air. When Cao Jun saw the two spirits responding to each other, veins bulged on his face, his spells danced wildly, and the last blue light shot out of his hand at an extremely fast speed, heading straight ahead.

The blue light fired by Cao Jun quickly caught up with the thunder and lightning net formed by the two spirits. The blue light plunged into the center of the net, but did not penetrate. The blue light was caught by the power grid, slowed down slightly, and a blue dagger appeared from it. The dagger pulled the power grid forward, and suddenly a pointed head was pulled out of the power grid, and Cao Jun's two spirits were instantly moved to the middle by the dagger, forming a triangle with the dagger. The two spirits were in the shape of a cone, with thunder and lightning coming from it, and even a roar came out, and they headed towards Ye Wuyou to kill. Before the spell arrived, a violent suction force came from it, as if it was trying to drag Ye Wuyou in.

"What a violent force, very strong." Ye Wuyou said softly as he looked at the killing spell.

"This should be his strongest technique. If I take this move without getting hurt, he will immediately admit defeat and not give me a chance to kill him. If I take this move but get injured, he will choose to continue fighting. "Cao Jun is so cunning to use his strongest magic as a test to decide whether to stay or go." Ye Wuyou had already seen Cao Jun's intention and thought silently in his heart.

"Dan!" Ye Wuyou pointed at Cao Jun's technique and said with a majestic look on his face.

As soon as Ye Wuyou's voice came out, a whirlpool suddenly flew out of his fingertips and expanded instantly, forming a huge "Dan" character in the air. Only the left side of the "Dan" character solidified into blue, and the other strokes were all Illusive transparency.

"It's Uncle Yun's 'Dan' formula! Junior Brother Ye actually got Uncle Yun's true instructions at such a young age. He has a bright future!" When Zhou Yan saw the word "Dan" coming out, he took a step forward and was filled with excitement. His face was filled with shock.

Ye Wuyou's "Elixir" was completed, slowly turning in the air, and pushing in the direction of Cao Jun!

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