National Fantasy Family: The Only Ancestor, Hundred Times Rewards

Nanyangzhou, Lintang County, Qingyun Province, Qingyun Mountain Range.

Qingyun Sword Sect, on the competition platform in front of the main hall of the sect.

Ye Zihan and Zhang Yanting stood face to face, fifty steps apart, and neither made a move.

"Whew∼"

Ye Zihan took a deep breath, not carried away by anger, but forced to calm down and observed Zhang Yanting's every move.

Although what Zhang Yanting said was very confusing and looked down on people, it undoubtedly revealed his confidence in his own strength.

Moreover, Zhang Chuxuan is a great cultivator of the Transformation Spirit Realm, and he also comprehends the sword power, and his eyesight will not be bad.

He let his grandson challenge himself, not to lose face, right?

Ye Zihan sank his heart, looking for flaws in Zhang Yanting's body.

But at this time, Zhang Yanting suddenly took out a bottle of elixir and gestured to Ye Zihan: "I have a Yellow Rank Lower Grade Pill herb here to return the pill, you can eat one to restore your physical strength and aura."

"What?" Ye Zihan was stunned again.

What the hell is this Zhang Yanting doing?

"Is what I'm saying hard to understand?"

Zhang Yanting scratched his head, raised the medicine and signaled: "You participated in the Inner Gate Competition for a day, your physical strength and spiritual power have been lost, you can recover to the peak with grass and pill, and when you recover, I will fight you again!"

Ye Zihan understood Zhang Yanting's meaning, and suddenly a black line turned into a black line, and said coldly: "No need!"

35 Zhang Yanting shook his head and said solemnly: "What if you use this as an excuse to refuse to admit defeat after you lose?"

Zhang Chuxuan:

It's okay, it's really hammered, on talking angry people, this grandson is definitely 013th.

The eyes of many people watching the battle around were red, even some Qingyun Sword Sect disciples.

As a top sect of the eight ranks, the Qingyun Sword Sect can even take out some Xuan-rank, and the Yellow Rank Pill is not uncommon.

Just because it's not rare doesn't mean it's not scarce.

After all, the Yellow Rank is not a major road, and it is not readily available within the Qingyun Sword Sect.

Whether it is an outer or inner disciple, if you want to obtain elixir, you need merit, and to achieve merit, you need to perform tasks.

Most people still have to rely on their own hard work, and they have a direction of effort and various preferential treatment compared to the place where they are scattered.

But the Yellow Order Pill is very precious to them.

So seeing Zhang Yanting take a bottle casually, and like sharing jelly beans, he wanted to share one with Ye Zihan, and the purpose was only to recover his physical strength.

It's all sour!

This is also too trench, right?

What kind of immortal family is the Zhang family!

"You still look down on me!

Ye Zihan is not at all the same thing as what others pay attention to.

Zhang Yanting's sincere words made the little girl feel unprecedented contempt, and her eyes immediately turned red.

She was completely furious, and no longer considered the issue of strategy, took the initiative to attack, raised her hand and swung a sword.

A sword aura suddenly merged into the ground.

For a time, the entire competition venue rose with a strange momentum, and the aura swept out.

"Snap~snap~"

In an instant, the entire venue seemed to turn into a sea area, and the infinite momentum continued to press against Zhang Yanting, causing his gray and white robes to flutter, and the hem of his clothes to hunt.

From a distance, Zhang Yanting looked like a flat boat in the midst of the stormy seas on a rainstormy day.

"Why did you do it?"

Zhang Yanting frowned slightly, took back the medicine, and then took out a knife and waved it gently.

In an instant, the aura storm on the competition platform was easily cut in half.

The entire competition platform seems to be divided into two pieces at this moment, Ye Zihan's side is still turbulent, but Zhang Yanting's side is like an ancient well, which is a sharp contrast.

Compared to the huge competition platform, the two humans are so small.

But now, when the momentum of the two of them rises, the competition platform immediately gives people the feeling that the fish tank is not enough for goldfish, as if it will collapse in the next second.

And all this is only because of Zhang Yanting's random stab.

"Senior Sister Ye Zihan's sword is so strong!"

"This young master of the Zhang family is not weak, he can inspire a sword with a random sword, and his comprehension is also very deep!35

The surrounding disciples watching the battle immediately began to talk.

Among them, Pei Chong, the second in the inner gate of the Qingyun Sword Sect, looked at the situation in the field, and said with a solemn expression: "Senior Sister Ye's sword is very powerful, although it is not mixed with a half-step sword momentum, but the sword move itself contains the momentum of mountains and rivers, which will faintly give people the illusion of fighting against the entire heaven and earth."

"Is it so powerful?"

Beside Pei Chong, Wu Jingxi, ranked third, showed an unexpected expression.

In the inner disciple qualifying competition, Wu Jingxi did not fight Ye Zihan, so he had no actual understanding.

"Of course it is, otherwise I wouldn't have lost so simply in the final.

"This trick must be taught by the master, in fact, it is blinding and visual oppression, but under the pressure of spiritual power, it is difficult to distinguish it, and it will be affected invisibly. 99

"Junior Sister Ye masters the half-step sword force, and after using it together, it will make this simple illusion more than a real way, forming spiritual oppression!

"The same realm wants to fight against it, unless it also touches the potential!"

Pei Chong was obviously convinced by Ye Qingyu, and there was a lot of admiration between his words.

"A sword laughs at the sea!"

On the competition platform, Ye Zihan drank like thunder, holding a long sword in his right hand, and slashed out in a special posture.

In an instant, the spiritual energy of this area surged, giving people the feeling of seeing the sea stormy waves rise again, overwhelming towards Zhang Yanting.

(aeee) The calm aura that Zhang Yanting had stabilized with a knife earlier was suddenly broken.

The carrier of the fierce sword swept away with breaking waves.

The sword qi erupted, and the faces of many inner sect disciples who were close to the stabbing hurt.

This trick looks very strong!

But Zhang Yanting's expression did not change in the slightest when facing this sword, raised his hand, and slashed out at will again.

"Prick~"

In the air, a sharp and shiny knife qi formed, wrapped in a blade on the surface, flashing on the competition platform.

Ye Zihan's sword move suddenly quieted down like a cat being pinched by the neck.

"Junior Sister Ye's sword move was cut off?"

"Shh~ This Young Master Zhang is a bit level! 35

"But Junior Sister Ye hasn't used a half-step sword force yet, so there should still be a chance..."

"But didn't you find that the young master of the Zhang family coped with it very easily?"

"This is a duel between the early stage cultivators of the Gathering Spirit Realm!?"

Many exclaimed.

At the VIP seat, Ye Qingyu of the Qingyun Sword Sect frowned slightly, and said with some uncertainty: "There is a sense of oppressive tearing." "

"Zhang Yanting actually has the ability to cut off Zihan's powerful sword moves with one sword, and his mastery of the sword has definitely penetrated to a certain realm, I'm afraid he is about to touch the sword momentum, right?

For some reason, Ye Qingyu had a hunch that Zhang Yanting would give him a surprise, and it was also a shock.

"Could it be that the second son comprehended the half-step sword force?"

Ye Qingyu was not only frightened by her own guess.

Zhang Yanting is three years younger than Ye Zihan, and if he really comprehends the half-step sword force, it can be said that he is a natural swordsman.

And Zhang Chuxuan comprehended the real sword power, and may not be able to cultivate his grandson to this extent.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingyu looked at Zhang Chuxuan, trying to see something from his face.

But Zhang Chuxuan always has a smiling expression that is unfathomable.

At this time, on the test stand, Ye Zihan's expression when he looked at Zhang Yanting became extremely solemn.

It is good to say that she is angry, it is just to look at Zhang Yanting highly, although she has just made a move, she has already used a powerful blow in the case of a half-step sword force.

But such a blow was so unbearable in front of Zhang Yanting.

Zhang Yanting must be the one who brought her the most pressure among the cultivators of the same realm since she comprehended the half-step sword power.

"Then I'll use my sword first, and then make a trick!"

"Cold moon into the sea!"

Ye Zihan's footsteps clicked, and the whole person soared into the air like a flying swallow leaving the nest, holding a long sword and flying towards Zhang Yanting.

The aura gathers, the sword qi is formed, the sword shines, and it is completed in one go!

But this is not enough.

Ye Zihan's heart froze, and a mysterious momentum rose up in his body, and the whole person looked like a sheathed sword at this moment.

The half-step sword momentum is all integrated into the sword move.

For a time, the sword qi on the entire competition platform was full of energy, completely blocking the space around Zhang Yanting.

Zhang Yanting held a long knife, felt the spiritual energy surging around him, and the countless sword qi shot out, which actually transformed into the artistic conception of the cold moon falling into the sea.

The cold moon fell, the sea froze, and with a half-step sword force, it was full of power.

"It's pretty awesome..."

Zhang Yanting commented and twisted his neck.

"I seem to have fallen into a misunderstanding!"

"In fact, as long as one move can solve you, you naturally know that what I said before is true!"

"So....."

Zhang Yanting's eyes froze, and his body had a mysterious and mysterious momentum, like a long knife standing up.

At a certain moment, he suddenly raised the long knife in his hand and slashed it out!

"Boom~~

In an instant, a large knife was formed on the competition platform that was all condensed by sword qi.

The big knife stood in the air, as if it was going to take part of the entire high platform!

"Poof!

One after another, sword qi appeared from Zhang Yanting's body and soared into the sky.

Many people with knives at the scene noticed that the knives in their hands seemed to tremble.

On the VIP seat, Ye Qingyu stood up abruptly and said in a gaffe: "This is...."

"It's actually a knife force!? 35

"How is that possible!?".