Fantasy: The Opening Sign To Heavenly Dao Saint Body

Chapter 93 Ye Fei VS Zhao Jianren

The draw is complete.

Wu Xingyun and Li Yihan withdrew.

Ye Fei and Zhao Jianren, as players in the first round, stayed on the battlefield.

There was a wave of discussions in the audience.

Especially the infinite gate is the worst.

“Big brother, abolish him!”

“Brother, the honor of the Promise Gate depends on you to protect it.”

“Senior Brother Sun’s hatred must be reported.”

Compared with the passionate disciple, Zhao Jianchen’s eyes were cold, and his heart couldn’t be suppressed with excitement. The long-suppressed hatred stirred in his blood, making him want to see the scene where Ye Fei was stabbed into briquettes by a sword blade.

“Ye Aotian, in these years, you are the only one who has offended Ben Shao and has lived so long.”

“Don’t worry, my brother will not kill you today. He will only break your hamstrings and make you a useless person.”

“Your retribution is still in my Zhao Jianchen’s hand. As long as you leave the Divine Armament Pavilion, I will let you know what will happen to those who dare to slap my mouth. That must be better than death. .”

On the high platform, Zhao Wuyan’s eyes were gloomy, and he couldn’t help being excited. During this time everything went wrong, the first madness of the blood and light disaster, another Ye Aotian appeared, aiming at the Promise Gate everywhere, how could his qi be smooth.

In this battle, he needs Zhao Jianren’s victory, crazy bloody killing, to vent the evil fire in his heart.

As for Nalanao, Sect Leader of the Sky Profound Sect, with the failure of Nalan Tenderness, his pressure has been reduced by several times. He is completely witnessing the journey of Li Yihan’s sword discussion conference from the standpoint of a bystander.

Nine Heavens Palace Wu Haiming looked a little nervous. Wu Xingyun has always been the bright new star of Jiuxiao Palace. Obviously he didn’t want the other party to fail, and even the idea of ​​letting Wu Xingyun retire midway came up in his mind.

In this way, Xing Yun will be unbeaten.

But Wu Xingyun was proud, and he might not be out of his mind.

when!

With the sound of the gong that represented the beginning of the battle, everyone’s eyes fell on the platform and fell into a state of silence.

On the battle stage, Zhao Jianren’s face was handsome, but he also looked gloomy. The storage ring in his hand flashed, and a sword appeared, with a squeak, the blade was unsheathed, and the sharp cold light floated, as if it could tear the whole piece. Space-like.

He said:

“Ye Aotian, facing me at this moment, do you feel fear?”

“At this moment, if you are willing to kneel and beg for mercy, my sword may make you less painful.”

Ye Fei did not rush, and he also pulled out his own war sword. At this moment, Feng Ming cleared, and the cold current was flowing between the battle platforms. This was the first time he took the initiative to draw the sword since he participated in the conference on the sword:

“Today’s battle, my sword, don’t drink your blood, never go back!”

Zhao Jianren seemed to have heard time’s funniest joke, and he burst into laughter, and said coldly after a long while:

“Very well, your arrogance really succeeded in arousing my anger, then let me see, how many catties do you have, so that you dare to talk to me like this.”

Wow 1

Without any nonsense, Zhao Jianren turned into a rainbow light, which was assassinated in the direction of Ye Fei with a fierce sword. The speed is so fast that many people can’t catch Zhao Jianren’s body movement, but they just feel a flower in front of them. When Zhao Jianren appeared again, he had already arrived in front of Ye Fei.

Ye Fei tilted his head slightly to avoid a fierce attack from Zhao Jianren. At the same time, he swiped the blade in his hand, which was a sweep, slashing towards Zhao Jianren’s sword-holding arm. Severely, it was clear that he wanted to cut off that arm all at once.

Since the Caiyuan Inn, Wujimen has swept this aggressively, and it has already made him extremely bored.

Zhao Jiada Elder didn’t want to see how he settled, but Ye Fei was about to drop one and show him.

Zhao Jianren, he abolished it.

When Jesus came, he couldn’t keep it.

After all, Zhao Jianren is also a genius who has been fighting for a long time. Feeling the fierceness of the sword, he immediately got shocked, and quickly retreated sideways. Even so, his shoulders and robes still split apart as the sword blades flew around. A hideous hole.

The strange thing is that instead of seeing blood splashing, sparks spattered from the inside.

It seemed that a metal object was blocking the sword.

Ye Fei looked around, but saw a piece of soft golden silk armor, which was worn between Zhao Jianren’s underwear and blocked his sword.

Even so.

This sword also shocked countless audiences, making them dazzled, and bursting like thunder.

“What, Ye Aotian almost cut off Zhao Jianren’s arm with just one sword.”

“Fuck!”

“Cruel!”

“This is also a ruthless person!”

“F*ck, that’s Zhao Jianren, who couldn’t resist Ye Aotian’s sword. This is too outrageous.”

“I feel that my brain is not enough, shouldn’t it be Zhao Jianren who madly tortured and killed Ye Aotian? How could the situation be completely reversed between the two, and it became Ye Aotian’s madly tortured and murdered situation, and it was still cruel like a sword to kill Ye Aotian. Spicy moves.”

“Awesome, this Ye Aotian actually went with the Wujimen completely, and he didn’t show any mercy when he started.”

“My dear, where is that old man, I want to become a brother with you, your hand is too stable.”

“Then buddy sent it.”

…

A sword fell through.

Ye Fei was not in a hurry. With the soles of his feet, he was chasing swiftly. On the sword meeting, hehe…It’s just a joke. I didn’t come to experience and practice. I came to win the championship. Majesty, and allow you to insult these miscellaneous fish.

With a rush of sword, he once again forced Zhao Jianren.

Zhao Jianren’s heart was horrified, his entire complexion was pale, and he hurriedly raised his sword to greet him, and even the Promise Sword Technique, the top sword technique of the Promise Sect, was displayed, hoping to suppress Ye Fei’s offensive.

However…

Everything is in vain.

All the swordsmanship are in full collapse.

Ye Fei hit Zhao Jianren’s chest with a sword, where there were more silks torn apart by the blade, his blade was constantly shaking, and the cloth was flying around in the virtual space, if it weren’t for that layer of gold silk The soft armor exists, and at this moment, Zhao Jianren is already bloody and difficult to grow up.

Wow!

On the high platform, Zhao Wuyan stood up quickly, with unspeakable horror in his eyes. He couldn’t think that everything would turn so fast. The Cultivation Base of Zhao Jianren Foundation Building Ninth Stage was unable to support even a single move in front of Ye Fei.

Moreover, Ye Aotian’s attack was extremely cruel, and he said unceremoniously that at this moment, the other party had the intention to abolish Zhao Jianren.

How can he bear it.

Just as Zhao Wuyan was about to move, Nalanao stopped the opponent:

“Brother Zhao, you have to know that your entry means that Zhao Jianren has been defeated. Are you sure you want to do this?”

Wu Haiming also stood up and said:

“Gill, it’s really unbelievable, this Ye Aotian may have been wrongly estimated by us, he is probably above the Gold Core level.”

“Gold Core?”

“How can it be?”

“Twenty-one-year-old Gold Core?”

All three of the Patriarchs turned pale.

Qianzhonglou, the lord of Xiangyun City, also stood up, staring blankly at Ye Fei who was madly killing him on the battle platform, his eyes became more enthusiastic.

Zhao Wuyan looked at Zhao Jianren, who was regressing on the battle platform, but he was embarrassed. In the end, he did not end in the first room, because he knew very well that Zhao Jianren has golden silk and soft armor. It will not be a big problem for the time being, not to mention him. He is holding a thirty-four pattern spirit sword. If its power is displayed, even Gold Core has to kneel.

So he didn’t want his own entry, so that Zhao Jianren completely covered the title of losing the game.

Ding Ding…

On the battle stage, Ye Fei’s frenzied killing continued, every sword did not show any affection, every sword pointed directly at the key joints, and in a blink of an eye, the golden silk soft armor on Zhao Jianren’s body was completely revealed.

From the shoulders to the ankles, they are well protected.

But such a crazy attack and killing pattern can’t change Zhao Jianren’s embarrassment and heartache. The opponent’s 21-year-old has reached such a terrifying strength, his heart is not ordinary, it is a myocardial infarction.

Zhao Jianren didn’t want this situation to continue, the Spirit Power between his arms surged crazily, poured into the spirit sword, so that all the thirty-two spiritual patterns on it were activated, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

Wow!

As a sword blade violently provoked, a soaring flame rushed toward Ye Fei’s body. The flames were surging to the sky, carrying the destructive energy that burned everything in the world, and its power had already broken away from the limit that Zhao Jianren could exert.

After Ye Fei felt the terrifying energy between the swords, his figure shook for a while, and then he went backwards. There was a burst of extreme cold spreading between the blades of the Fengming sword in his hand. The flame power is completely annihilated.

“Jie Jie…”

Behind the flame, Zhao Jianren laughed wildly. The blow had reached the Gold Core First Stage level just now. He had a strong certainty that he seriously injured the opponent. His eyes condensed suddenly, staring at the center of the flame, wanting to witness it with his own eyes. Ye Fei ended in embarrassment.

In the audience, many people were also shocked by this strike, showing horrified expressions, because they saw that Zhao Jianren was holding a thirty-two pattern spirit sword in his hand.

“It’s over!”

“The thirty-two patterned spirit swords have all appeared, there must be no suspense?”

“Even if Wu Xingyun comes to pick up this strike, he needs to use the power of the spirit sword. Ye Aotian is only a ten-stripe spirit sword, and there is no possibility of surviving it anyhow.”

“That flame power has reached the Gold Core level, which is quite dangerous. Unless Ye Aotian has a Cultivation Base above Gold Core, he must be seriously injured and dying.”

“It’s the Promise Gate, even if Ye Aotian’s cultivation speed is higher than Zhao Jianren’s, he still maintains a great advantage throughout the whole process, but after the weapon’s knowledge is displayed, all the gaps are not instantly dense.”

…

Just when everyone would see a charred bone in the future, the flame power continued to dissipate, and one of them, Daoist, appeared with a sword in his shadow.

In front of his body, Fengming’s sword blades collided, and a steady stream of frost permeated, making it difficult for the flame power to hurt him.