The Villain's White Lotus Halo

Summer is strong.

The elm trees on both sides of the main street in Yecheng are more and more lush, and the singing of cicadas can be heard everywhere; the girls on the street are getting more and more cool, with tube top dresses covered with Huanbi gauze, and slender arms as white as lotus root are looming.The food stalls in the city sold honey cold rice dumplings and sesame sauce cold noodles. The boss stood by and greeted the customers warmly.

And the small courtyard by the autumn lake, because of the shade, the water waves and the lake breeze, is particularly cool in such a summer day.

The Cangya Mountain disciples still went out early today.

But maybe it was because there was a particularly eye-catching competition today, or maybe it was just that the sky was getting brighter earlier. When they were walking on the street, there were already many eyes watching them overtly and secretly.

Yin Biyue frowned slightly. He could use his spiritual sense to block prying eyes, but he couldn't stop others' eyes from falling on him.

From going down the mountain to now, he has already felt the trouble of this non-mainstream hair color, and if possible, he still hopes to change it back.

A battle with a difference in realm was approaching, but he was thinking about it because he was in a good mood and not worried.

Yin Biyue was not the first one.

But many people know that he is out today.From the crowd under the ring, to the gambling house in Yecheng, and even the four continents thousands of miles away, they all paid great attention to this competition.

Even the stands on the east side have begun to rearrange their seats, because two new half-step Mahayana elders have arrived, one is from the Qinglu Sword Sect, and the other is an enshrined from Yecheng.

They didn't show up a few days ago, but they showed up at this time, as if they came here specially to watch the white-haired boy unleash his sword.

Naturally, this is not because of Yin Biyue's advanced cultivation, but because behind him is the majestic back of the sword master Gaoshan.

The longer you live in a high position and authority, the more you like to think things complicated.Xi Huafeng has never participated in the Flower Folding Festival, but he is here this year. What does the Juggernaut want to do?

The seniors sitting in the stands drank Junshan Yunwu tea under the shade of lush trees, laughed and talked about the scenes in the mist, looked at the group of young people who looked like newborn calves, and finally waited for the young man to come on stage .

Yin Biyue and He Lai came to the stage to greet each other.

The last match of the other three arenas had just ended, and the deacon disciples were busy announcing the results, cleaning up the venue, and carrying people down.

The two of them came up early, and no one called to start, so they could only stand opposite each other.

Since there are so many people watching, there is always something to say.

He Lai looked indifferent, and said lightly, "You are very good."

Hearing that the other party has reached the state of concentration after three years of entry into Cangya, it is natural to say that it is not bad.

Then he changed the topic, "It's a pity that I was unlucky, so I ended up here."

The implication is that the first round of lottery is against me, and of course it is impossible to go on.

There was an uproar downstairs.

But there is no laughter, because there is indeed a capital to be so confident as to be proud.In terms of realm alone, he is one step higher than Yin Biyue.

Everyone in the audience discussed it, hoping to see how the Juggernaut disciple would respond.

Luo Mingchuan frowned slightly, his junior had a pure personality, how could he deal with such a situation?

Duan Chongxuan's face was not good-looking, he wished that he was standing on the stage and scolded the other party bloody!

Yin Biyue did not speak.

He turned around and walked towards the big elm tree beside the ring. In the eyes of everyone, he stretched out his hand and broke off a piece of elm branch.

With a flick of the wrist, all the green leaves fell.

He turned around with the dead branch.

He Lai understood what he meant, and his face changed suddenly.

But quickly calmed down, and said indifferently,

"If you don't take the sword now, you won't have the chance to take it again in the future."

Uproar again!

"What does he want to do? Use dead branches as swords to fight across the border?!"

"Sword Master disciples... are they all so arrogant?!"

Yin Biyue still didn't speak.

From the corner of his eye, he saw the strong men sitting on the stage, and felt two unstoppable divine senses falling on him.If it wasn't for his strong mind and soul so his perception is keen, he wouldn't even be able to feel it at all.The spiritual consciousness of the Mahayana realm.

His true energy could not be injected into the sword.

Maybe the Hinayana realm couldn't see the clue of his sword method.But he can't take risks in front of Mahayana.

With no choice, he broke a branch and fought.

Even though all the ideas about this battle in the past few days were all scrapped.

His calmness, in the eyes of everyone, is arrogance, but in the eyes of He Lai, it is an insult.

He Lai looked slightly cold.

At this moment, the deacon disciples of the Qinglu Sword Sect rushed over and said loudly, "Where did Yin Biyue from Cangya Mountain come to Baopuzong?"

The two sides had already met Li, so the competition started directly.

As soon as the words fell, the long sword on He Lai's waist came out of its sheath sadly.

At the same moment, a sword light appeared more than ten feet away!

Divide one into eight, quickly break through the air, and the ear-piercing and shrill sword roar resounded through the wilderness!

The cyan halo of the gossip runes enveloped the entire arena.

Yin Biyue's escape routes in eight directions around his body were all blocked, no matter which direction he slashed, the other seven swords would strike instantly.

The sword contains gossip, and there is heaven and earth in it.

He Lai who drew the sword had a face as calm as water.

He had waited too long for this moment, he had practiced this trick too well.

So that the time from drawing the sword to making a move is so short that it hardly exists.

His shot is the strongest move!

The angle of the sword and the control of the true essence are all so precise!

This shows that he is still calm when he is angry, and it also shows that he does not want to give Yin Biyue any chance.

Everyone in the audience obviously didn't expect the pace of the battle to be so fast. Seeing such a shocking sword suddenly, they forgot to speak.

How will the disciples of the Juggernaut deal with this long-awaited sword?

Yin Biyue didn't draw his sword.

Holding a dead branch in his hand, his figure was faint, and he disappeared directly in place.

The next moment, he appeared in the west of the ring.Then it was clear that he took two steps to the north, and the figure actually stepped back!

In such swift sword light, his expression remained unchanged, as if he was strolling in the courtyard.

All the people came back to their senses from the last sword strike, marveling that this is the real Baopu gossip.

The Bagua sword I saw a few days ago had only its shape. Compared with this sword, it seemed to be a fake.

They ignored Yin Biyue's slightly weird body skills, and all lamented that under the brilliance of this sword, the disciples of the Juggernaut would not dare to beat its edge.

But someone won't ignore it.

The half-step Mahayana Ye Cheng enshrined in the stands squinted his eyes, and suddenly laughed again, the fine wrinkles at the end of his eyes stretched out.

He sighed with a look of nostalgia, "It's been a long time since I stepped on the mountains and rivers..."

Stepping on mountains and rivers is the way Mr. Zhangyuan walks in Zhonglu.

Everyone knows that Mr. Space is unparalleled.Many people have forgotten that before he mastered the mysteries of space, he used 'Treading Mountains and Rivers'.

This kind of movement technique is not a secret, but very few people learn it, because it requires a strong calculation ability, and each step needs to be calculated beyond a thousand steps, and it is accompanied by a violent consumption of spiritual consciousness.

So until the detailed explanation of footwork in the library of the school was covered with dust, no one learned it anymore.

But Yin Biyue used it today.Used in battle to calculate the position of the opponent's falling sword.

In front of the Qinglu Sword Sect, in the distance left by everyone spontaneously, Song Tang in ink and wash robes praised, "The reputation is well-deserved."

If he was facing this sword by himself, he could of course suppress the opponent with sword moves and realms, but he couldn't avoid it perfectly like this.

Zhong Shan beside him kept his expression unchanged and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Everyone saw that He Lai pierced Changhong with a sword, and Yin Biyue was forced to retreat.Naturally, I thought that the phrase 'well-deserved reputation' was a gossip sword in praise of Park Zong.

The sword power was exhausted, and Yin Biyue took eight steps.

It was only then that everyone noticed that there were eight shallow nicks on the ring, and stone chips rustled down.

There is a protective formation on the stage, if such a sword mark falls on the body, it can even cut the meridians.

But Yin Biyue completely avoided it, so it was also admirable.

He Lai never thought that this sword would be avoided.

But he is the leader of Baopu Zong's younger generation, one of the 'Baopu Seven Sons', so it is impossible for him to know how to use a single sword.

As for Yin Biyue, it was impossible to avoid every strike.

So without waiting for Yin Biyue to stand still, how could he swing his sword and cut again!

This sword is not fast, and even the trajectory of the sword can be clearly seen.

There is no flying sword light, and no gossip runes.

He Lai holds the sword in his hand, lightly taps his toes, and stabs forward with the sword!

He is like a white crane flapping its wings in the air, leaping high out of nowhere, extremely light!

"What a 'Shang Qingyun'!"

The person who expressed his admiration was an elder Baopu Zong, and the disciples who stood behind him echoed him one after another.

With the strength of the good wind, send me to the blue sky.

'Shang Qingyun' is Baopu Zong's lightweight method. How can he perform it perfectly with the sword in such a fierce battle? Not only Baopu Zong is proud, but even the disciples of Qinglu Sword Sect I also admire it.

Just then, something even more shocking happened.

The sword in He Lai's hand reflected the dazzling and bright summer sun, and it seemed to be on fire!

The disciples closest to the stage already felt a wave of heat rushing towards them through the protective formation.

The branches and leaves of the elm trees beside the ring were rolled over by the heat wave, and green smoke even came out.

Where the sword passes, the true energy is majestic, and the surrounding fields are on fire!

The tip of the sword pointed at a white-haired boy holding a dead branch.

Elders who already had Hinayana realm in the stands felt sorry for Yin Biyue, "The talent is good, and the agility is fast, but it's a pity that the gap in realm is like a chasm in the sky. It's useless!"

Almost everyone thinks so.

When He Lai cut out that sword, Yin Biyue had already lost.

Because this is not just a single sword, the entire arena has been dominated by He Lai's sword!

What kind of agility is needed to completely avoid this sword?

Only step down.

Luo Mingchuan's expression remained unchanged, but his palms were soaked in cold sweat.

Unexpectedly, Yin Biyue didn't move, he raised the dead branch in his hand.

He has already verified the conjecture in his heart, so naturally he wants to draw the sword.

The Baopu Seven Sons did not do it to gather numbers, the seven of them, plus one strong man, formed a Eight Diagrams Sword Formation.

The Qian Gua of the main formation may be an elder or the head of the sect.Doing is the sky, the stronger the Qian Gua, the greater the power of the sword formation.

And where is the 'Li Gua'.

Because in the eight sword marks just now, Qian San Lian, Kun Six Breaks, Shaking Up the Bowl, Gen Covering the Bowl, Leaving the Center to Empty, Kan Zhong to Full, Duting Up the Shortage, Sunny Down Breaking.Li Gua is the clearest.

From fire.

His strongest sword is Li Huo.

Why break away from the fire?

Since it is cold water.

The sword Yin Biyue is most familiar with is the Cold Water Sword.

He just lifted the dead branch, and the heat wave stopped.

An incomparably pure chill overflowed from the branches.

The disciples in the audience were surprised to find that there was a coolness in the wind!

Elder Baopu Zong frowned fiercely, the disciples of Cangya Mountain were full of surprises, and Zhong Shan's pupils shrank in the direction of Qinglu Sword Sect.

The enshrined Ye Cheng always had a smile on his face.

Many people thought that when this battle came to an end, the battle had just begun.

It's just because Yin Biyue raised his wrist.

Why Lai's complexion did not change, the sword's power has been urged to the extreme!A cluster of raging fire appeared at the tip of the sword!

He had a premonition of Yin Biyue's change, so he wouldn't give his opponent a second more time.

But within a second, Yin Biyue's sword had already become powerful.

The strongest cold water sword, the fastest stepping mountains and rivers!

It's cold!

A thin layer of frost formed on the stone platform in midsummer!

But how is this enough? !

His sword is at the threshold opposite to Li Gua.

Everyone saw that the dead branch was clearly piercing the flames of the opponent's sword, and they were about to hit the sword's edge!

In the end, it miraculously fell on He Lai!

"laugh!……"

Precise!

Straight into He Lai's right shoulder!

The body-protecting essence in the barrier-breaking realm was pierced by a dead branch.

He Lai maintained the posture of drawing the sword, but the flame on the sword suddenly went out.Like the dim light in his eyes.

He bent down slowly, trying to control himself not to show pain, and finally coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Hot blood fell on the frost, instantly burning two holes.

He looked at Frost and Blood, and until now, he still didn't know why he lost.

It was clear that the other party could only flee in embarrassment under his own sword before.

How could there be a loophole in his Lihuo hexagram?

Could it be that the other party knows Bagua Sword better than him?

This is impossible.

All the disciples in the audience were silent.

It's because of shock.This battle has twists and turns, completely breaking their previous cognitive range.

They couldn't imagine how strong the sword intent would be to pierce the body-protecting essence that broke through the barrier.

The senior powerhouses in the stands were silent because of respect.

The rhythm of this battle has been in Yin Biyue's hands from the very beginning.However, he was willing to be suppressed by the opponent's sword at first, until he found a way to break the sword.

Among the younger generation, it is something worthy of respect to have such a young man who is proficient in kendo.

Yin Biyue pulled out the dead branch, which was dripping with blood.

He Lai staggered and fell to his knees.

Then, the boy with white hair and cold eyes asked,

"Why bother?"

After asking, he dropped the dead branch and stepped off the stage.

Why bother?

This was Yin Biyue's first sentence since he took the stage.

There are only four words, but it is a combination of first and last names, which hits the nail on the head.It's like responding to the other party's 'bad luck' when I first stood here.

He didn't say it before, not because he had nothing to say.Instead, it feels unnecessary.

I'm here to defeat you, not to chat, let alone we don't know each other well.

So there is no need to tell you, and there is no need to tell everyone.

I come to fight and then break the sword to win, that's all.