Chapter [-]

The discussion in the audience gradually became louder, but it was not affected at all in the arena.

Duan Yixuan's attack was very fierce, each sword carried a deep hostility, it didn't seem like he was fighting at all, but it seemed like he was going to kill the person in front of him.

The expression of the presiding disciple at the side changed slightly, some hesitation appeared in his eyes, in Duan Yixuan's state, he should stop him logically, but Duan Yixuan didn't do anything out of the ordinary at the moment, it was a bit abrupt for him to stop him.

Duan Yixuan's offensive was gradually fierce, and he was a little restrained at first, but then he was blatantly attacking Yan Yu's life, without any intention of showing mercy.

The long sword was like a rainbow, straight towards Yan Yu's face, Yan Yu's forehead was already covered with sweat, he was a little tired of dealing with Duan Yixuan.

He gritted his teeth and forced himself to condense his spiritual power. A bell hung in his hand, and the bell shook silently, causing an invisible wave to spread in the air.

The phantom sound bell is the highest-grade spiritual weapon in his hands. He rarely uses this spiritual weapon. This bell can confuse people's minds and hearts with its melody. Be obsessed.

The ringtone came into Duan Yixuan's ears, his movements froze, and he broke through again,

Seeing this, Li Yu used his soul power to mobilize the devilish energy in Duan Yixuan's body. The devilish energy suppressed by Lan Qiu had already been drawn out. Now that Li Yu made such a move, the devilish energy gushed out like a flood breaking a bank .

Duan Yixuan's movements that had just recovered stopped again, his pupils shrank slightly, the hand holding the long sword trembled, the tip of the sword was deflected, and the sharp sword energy drew a deep mark on the ground.

Yan Yu took a breath, feeling slightly happy, the phantom sound bell worked, he did not expect that Duan Yixuan's cultivation had reached this point, he clearly remembered that not long ago Duan Yixuan's cultivation was not as good as his.

Now that he has only been to Youyun Wonderland once, he has completely lost sight of Duan Yixuan's cultivation.

Not only is he unable to see through, but he even has an inexplicable fear. If he didn't have the phantom sound bell in his hand, he even felt that he would give up halfway. Nothing is more important than his own life.

He breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at Duan Yixuan,

Duan Yixuan stood on the spot, his body looked a little stiff, but his eyes were extremely cold, he could even see the strong killing intent towards him in the other party's eyes.

Yan Yu was startled for a moment, and immediately angered, he bent down slightly, looked embarrassed, and said in doubt: "Junior Brother Duan, the competition between disciples should not hurt lives, you should know that?"

He looks like he just lost the enemy, because he couldn't bear to use his ultimate move, so he was taken advantage of by Duan Yixuan, a villain who wanted to take his life.

The disciples under the ring whispered, and some words praised Yan Yu.

"Brother Yan is just too gentle, Yixuan wants to kill him during this period."

"If you want me to say, Duan Yixuan still has a problem, haven't you noticed that his breath is so strange?"

Lan Qiu stood at the back and wanted to move forward when he heard these words. Others couldn't tell, but he could see clearly that Duan Yixuan was suppressed by him inside his body.

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