Chapter 47: Crucial

The third and fourth places have been decided, and what remains is the peak battle of this round of martial arts competition. Whoever wins the final first place will win supreme glory and fame for himself, and at the same time win greater momentum for his sect.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou and Yue Qingfeng have already fought together. This battle is crucial to the two of them. They are both focused and didn't even notice Huan Yin's victory over Xiao Yu in three breaths.

Ye Wuyou kept inserting five shadow swords around him, which was Yue Qingfeng's shadow sword technique. Yue Qingfeng's cultivation was higher than Ye Wuyou. Under the repeated attacks of the shadow swords, Ye Wuyou was forced to dodge left and right, which was very uncomfortable.

However, Ye Wuyou was not an easy character to deal with. While he was dealing with Yue Qingfeng's attacks, his hands were also constantly hitting the virtual pills to attack Yue Qingfeng. Ye Wuyou's method was enlightened in his heart as he thought, and the operation method was continuous, which also caused a lot of trouble for Yue Qingfeng.

"Dang!" Ye Wuyou used two virtual pills to block a shadow sword that was coming towards him, then he pulled himself out and pointed at the five shadow swords in front of him: "One layer of Dingyu!"

A giant cauldron appeared in response, quickly solidifying from virtual to real, covering Yue Qingfeng's five shadow swords in it. Seeing that his magic was trapped, Yue Qingfeng changed the magic formula in his hand, and then stabbed Ye Wuyou's giant cauldron with his long sword. The shadow sword in the cauldron instantly increased, and even light overflowed from the mouth of the cauldron, as if trying to break Ye Wuyou's Dingyu technique.

Yue Qingfeng's cultivation was profound, and he struggled to cast spells, making Ye Wuyou feel great pressure. Ye Wuyou tapped his hands continuously, constantly sending spiritual power to the giant cauldron in the air to consolidate the giant cauldron in the air. Then, he turned and shot another series of virtual pills at Yue Qingfeng himself, hoping to interrupt Yue Qingfeng's spell.

Yue Qingfeng saw Ye Wuyou's intention at a glance. He retracted the long sword in his right hand, stretched out his left hand, and switched hands to cast a spell. Then he saw sword flowers in front of him, blocking the virtual pill flash in the air one by one.

"Ding Lian!" Yue Qingfeng was busy resisting Ye Wuyou's attack. Before he could react, Ye Wuyou on the other side had already changed his magic. The red light in the cauldron was bright, and he started to refine the shadow sword.

"Not good!" Yue Qingfeng's heart was slightly tense. He thought that the magic was indeed extraordinary. Before he could stop, Ye Wuyou's magic started again, making him overwhelmed.

Yue Qingfeng flew up and avoided Ye Wuyou's virtual pill flash. Then he quickly made a decision with his hand, and completed the induction in a race against time, and shouted: "Six Mang Slash!"

As soon as the word "slash" fell, the sword light of the long sword in Yue Qingfeng's hand surged, and then he threw the sword out and went straight to the giant cauldron in the air. As soon as Yue Qingfeng's sword approached the giant cauldron, the five shadow swords in the cauldron seemed to respond, and the sword light also rose up, and the red light rushed out of the cauldron again. Gradually, Yue Qingfeng's six swords were arranged in a hexagonal shape, with five corners inside the cauldron and one corner outside the cauldron. It seemed that he was going to cut the cauldron from the middle.

Seeing this, Ye Wuyou knew that Yue Qingfeng wanted to use the power of cultivation to break his magic, and he immediately said decisively: "Crack the cauldron!"

As soon as Yue Qingfeng's sword momentum was formed, there was a sudden "boom", and Ye Wuyou's giant cauldron exploded directly, and his six-pointed slash was broken apart. The red flames in the cauldron prison gushed out and rushed directly to Yue Qingfeng in the air.

Yue Qingfeng had no sword in his hand at this moment, and it was difficult to change direction in the air, so he could only use his spiritual power to resist the sudden flames. Fortunately, he had a high level of cultivation, and even though the temperature of the cauldron-refining flames was extremely high, he was easily controlled.

"Puff, puff, puff!" Yue Qingfeng blocked the flames and just as he put away his defensive spiritual power, three virtual pills attacked him, catching him off guard. Yue Qingfeng had no preparation at this time and could only use his spiritual power to resist. However, it was too late for him to react at this moment, not to mention that Ye Wuyou's cultivation was not much different from his. The three virtual pills immediately created three black holes in his chest, and black smoke came out of them, making Yue Qingfeng, who had been crushing all the way in the martial arts competition, suffer a setback for the first time.

"Oh my God, Senior Brother Yue was actually injured. How is this possible? In my mind, he is invincible." A young man from Yijian Peak saw Yue Qingfeng being hit, and his tongue was choked in his mouth. He was obviously quite surprised.

"Senior Brother Yue must have been a little careless. It is natural for a person like him to think highly of himself. Even if Ye Wuyou on the opposite side is very powerful, Senior Brother Yue cannot be his opponent if he takes it seriously." An older cultivator next to the young man said.

Different from the reaction of the disciples of Yijian Peak, the disciples of Yudan Dao immediately burst into a series of cheers, full of surprise, and some who spoke crudely began to belittle Yijian Peak, causing the disciples of Yijian Peak to glare at them.

"Silence!" Zhou Yan, as an elder of the guest sect, blushed when he heard the disciples criticizing others in the host sect. He thought that these disciples were really stupid and hurriedly stopped them.

When Zhou Yan spoke, the disciples of Yudan Dao instantly quieted down. Some young disciples stuck out their tongues, obviously knowing that they had just spoken without restraint and got into trouble.

Yue Qingfeng was not actually injured, but he was a little panicked in his defense, and his Taoist robe was unfortunately stained, breaking his usual invincible image. At this moment, Yue Qingfeng was very angry. No one had ever been able to hurt him, but he didn't expect that Ye Wuyou would make him lose face right away. If this continued, his image of being high and mighty among his fellow disciples would be shattered.

Unlike what everyone imagined, Ye Wuyou did not feel the slightest bit of joy at this moment. His attack just now was so covert that he still did not cause any harm to the opponent. Ye Wuyou thought to himself that Yue Qingfeng was really amazing.

Yue Qingfeng was embarrassed. Ye Wuyou thought that with his character, he would immediately attack and fight back. Unexpectedly, he stood in the field and adjusted his breath silently. The unhappy look on his face gradually faded away.

Although Yue Qingfeng was arrogant, he was not a reckless man. In the previous round of confrontation, he had seen that Ye Wuyou was not as easy to deal with as those disciples he met in the previous rounds of martial arts competition. If he allowed his irritable mood to control himself, then he would be the strongest man in this sword peak in vain. Yue Qingfeng gradually calmed down his mood and then constantly adjusted his state.

"Whenever I face an enemy, I always crush him. No matter how strong the opponent is, he is definitely not my opponent. Ye Wuyou just took advantage of me and let me down. I'll be more serious." Yue Qingfeng stabilized his mind and gradually developed a momentum in him. This momentum was full of sharp sword intent and a domineering aura of "who else but me", which was exactly the same as his state when he fought Xiao Yu this morning.

Ye Wuyou saw that Yue Qingfeng had finished regulating his breath in less than ten breaths, and a huge pressure was born on him, and he was secretly surprised.

"This is what my elder brother called 'momentum'." Ye Wuyou thought to himself.

"One day sword!" Yue Qingfeng shouted softly, and the magic formula in his hand changed. A huge sword appeared from his head and went straight to the dome. The sword intent and momentum on Yue Qingfeng's body rose at the same time. This day sword came out with the momentum, and immediately brought huge pressure to Ye Wuyou on the opposite side.

"Dan!" Ye Wuyou stretched out his right hand and drew a few strokes in the air, writing the word "Dan" in the air. He drew the first stroke of the word "Dan" very hard, making this stroke blue and more brilliant.

"Cut!" "Pressure!" Ye and Yue shouted at the same time, Yue Qingfeng's day sword fell wildly in the air, and Ye Wuyou's "Dan" character formula also met it and pressed towards the day sword.

Suddenly, the Tianjian slashed at the word "Dan", and the word "Dan" was like a huge round shield. From a distance, it formed a sword-shield confrontation with the Tianjian in the air.

Ye Wuyou's "Dan" word formula was passed down from his teacher Yun Yiyao, and its power was extraordinary. Yue Qingfeng's Tianjian was the method of the ancestors of Yijianfeng, and its edge was also compelling. In addition, the cultivation of the two was at the peak of this martial arts competition. The two great skills were in a stalemate in the air, and bursts of sonic booms were heard, and there were strange lights everywhere, which was extremely exciting.

Yue Qingfeng saw that his sword was blocked, and he used the formula to move the sword sideways, and directly pushed the tip of the sword to the point in the middle of the word "Dan". This point was originally illusory, and it was the center of the word "Dan". Yue Qingfeng's sword was like stabbing the vital point of the word "Dan", which immediately made the word "Dan" that was originally flowing with brilliant light a little weak.

Ye Wuyou didn't expect Yue Qingfeng to find the key to his spell so quickly. He stretched out his hand and pressed the word "Dan" in the distance. The word "Dan" instantly moved sideways, and the green stroke on the left caught the tip of Yue Qingfeng's giant sword. That stroke instantly glowed with green light, dyeing the tip of the Tianjian sword green.

"No need to struggle." Yue Qingfeng looked contemptuous, and the spiritual power in his hand surged, and even more amazing sword intent came out of him, pressing against Ye Wuyou's spell. Yue Qingfeng did not intend to win by clever force again, but to forcibly break Ye Wuyou's magic.

Yue Qingfeng's cultivation was higher than Ye Wuyou's. When he exerted all his strength, the tip of the Tianjian sword emitted golden light, instantly forcing back the green light of the word "Dan". Then, the sword power on the Tianjian was strong, and Yue Qingfeng's momentum also rose. Ye Wuyou on the opposite side instantly felt a sharp increase in pressure, and sweat flowed down his forehead. It was obviously a bit strenuous.

"Crack!" Cracks gradually appeared on Ye Wuyou's character formula, and the original colorful streamers on it gradually dimmed, and the decline was gradually revealed.

Yue Qingfeng had the upper hand, and his arrogant intention was even stronger. He suddenly flew up and went straight to the tip of the hilt of his Tianjian.

"Break it for me!" Yue Qingfeng jumped to a high place, stretched out his hands, and directly embraced the illusory hilt of Tianjian, as if holding the giant sword of heaven and earth. Then he pressed hard, and the golden light on the giant sword surged, and even some sword light was born. With a "boom", Ye Wuyou's "Dan" character formula was directly cut from it.

From a distance, a giant sword of heaven and earth seemed to have a thousand-pound force, splitting the word "Dan" in two. The word "Dan" was like a virtual thing, and it couldn't resist the sword at all.

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