Fantasy: The Opening Sign To Heavenly Dao Saint Body

Chapter 85

“Let’s stop here!”

Ye Fei glanced horizontally, and while the blade was twisting, he broke all the sword moves of Cang Ziqian, leaving a scarlet and hideous sword mark on his chest.

Following that, Cang Ziqian’s body also flew upside down, sliding to the edge of the battle platform, only to stop his body shape.

This scene fell in the eyes of the audience for a long while, and then bursts of heated discussions broke out.

“Fuck! Cang Ziqian actually lost in the sword skill contest!”

“This Ye Aotian…could it be that he really has the strength to defeat Cang Ziqian, this is too terrifying.”

“Has the quarterfinals been locked in advance?”

“Ye Aotian is going to enter the quarterfinals!”

Many people felt dizzy at this moment. No one of them thought that Ye Aotian would win before that, and even guessed that the other party could not have any advantage. The reality was that the ruthless palm was slammed on their faces.

Cang Ziqian’s heart was full of mixed flavors, all his confidence and all his pride were crushed by Ye Fei at this moment.

“Ye Aotian, you have strengthened my determination to kill you!”

Immediately afterwards, the Spirit Power between Cang Ziqian’s arms ran wildly, and nineteen spiritual patterns burst out between his sword and his blade. At this moment, bursts of fire power surged around, making the temperature here suddenly. The rapid rise in time makes people feel like they are suffering from the flames.

The spirit sword also gradually bloomed into a round of brilliance, stabbing everyone’s sight.

“This is a nineteen-patterned spirit sword. Cang Ziqian is still using the power of the war sword. It seems that he is not prepared to have reservations in this battle.”

“Yes, as long as he wins, he will still be Cang Ziqian. If he loses, he will become a stepping stone at Ye Aotian’s feet. At this moment, he must be a desperate fight.”

“The power of the nineteen-patterned spirit sword is used. I think there should be no suspense. This battle should be over.”

“Unless Ye Fei has the Foundation Building Eighth Stage Cultivation Base, hehe…21-year-old Foundation Building Eighth Stage, how is this possible.”

…

Elder also tensed his body and plunged into the field. He saw his feet lightly stepped on the room. A Spirit Power light curtain quickly rose on the 8th field, and the aftermath of the battle inside the room was isolated.

This was originally intended to be used in the quarterfinals, but in the quarterfinals, there are eight players who need to fight to the death.

It was really beyond his expectations.

As the light curtain rises, a sea of ​​scorching heat sweeps through the audience, and this quickly dissipates.

On the battlefield, Cang Ziqian’s sword became more and more terrifying, and the billowing fire wave had reached a height of more than one meter. In his ferocious and fierce gaze, he was ruthlessly chopped out a domineering flame wave. Swept towards Ye Fei’s direction.

bass!

At this moment, the sword blade in Ye Fei’s hand was also unsheathed for the first time, a wave of cold current and the blade twisted, and a simple challenge was that an extremely cold air current no weaker than the fire wave rushed out, freezing up along the way. After a layer of frost, it completely collided with the fire wave in the center area.

boom!

When the two Spirit Power air currents collided, the flame was annihilated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then completely dissipated. The battle was shrouded in biting chill, and the body was so cold that the muscles were stinging like a struggle.

Puff puff!

The cold current went all the way down, and went straight to Cangzi.

Cangziqian raised his sword to greet each other in amazement, screaming…On the blade of the raging flame, it was covered in frost in a blink of an eye, and only a click was heard. That nineteen-patterned spirit sword was It exploded directly in place.

“What? How is it possible?”

Someone stood up suddenly.

“Fuck, ten-patterned spirit sword, actually abolished the nineteen-patterned spirit sword?”

The other was horrified.

“How did he do that?”

“Yes?”

“Fuck, the nineteen-patterned spirit sword actually suffered a loss!”

More people have scalp tingling.

Tang Jiyuan was like watching an idiot. He looked at these discolored and roaring audiences and said in a vicious voice: “Okay, don’t be ashamed of it, okay, the war sword is just a way to release the strength of the cultivator. The spirit sword blessed the strength of the cultivator, but Without limiting the strength of the cultivator, if Ye Aotian’s Cultivation Base is far above Cang Ziqian, his wave of his hand can also abolish the offensive of the nineteen-patterned spirit sword. Does it have a yarn relationship with the few patterns of spirit sword he is holding?”

Everyone was startled.

Immediately, the shock in their hearts was even worse. They did not expect this kind of basic common sense, but Ye Ao was only twenty-one years old, and his Cultivation Base was far above Cang Ziqian. It did not mean that he had at least the Foundation Building Eighth Stage Cultivation Base. Even Foundation Building Ninth Stage!

“F*ck, heaven-defying, okay, this kid has the Foundation Building Eighth Stage, I stand upside down and eat shit, who the fuck can do it?”

“Is he cultivating in the tower?”

“Damn it, I feel that the speed of own cultivation, compared with this guy, turns out to be mentally retarded.”

“It’s not better than that, it’s so pissed off by comparison!”

On the other side, Wu Xingyun was also a little uncomfortable, holding the sword tighter. The twenty-year-old Foundation Building Eighth Stage, and even Ninth Stage, own talent, turned out to be insignificant in front of him.

“Ye Aotian, although I have never felt that the own record is worth showing off, I also know that there are ten times more than me outside, but when you appear in front of me, I have to admit that I want to kill you at this moment. Thoughts are surging.”

Zhao Jianren started to sit on pins and needles. His jealousy gradually made him mad, and he roared directly: “Idiot, what about the sword that daddy gave you, kill him for me, don’t fucking let him continue to jump.”

This is really not his anger.

The Sky Profound Sect already has the intention to win over Ye Aotian. At this moment, the other party has such a high level of talent, and he is beginning to worry, his tenderness…

On the high stage of the auditorium, Zhao Wuyan was the first to calm down. He even showed an extremely obvious surprise in his eyes, “This kid… actually has the Cultivation Base around the Foundation Building Eighth Stage. It is really unimaginable. No wonder the direct disciples of the Guanghan Palace are all. Going so close to him, it seems that he really has some talent and capital.”

Zhao Mingcheng’s smiling face also stiffened. The shock has made it difficult for him to continue to pretend. It is clearly a scorching heat that cannot be concealed. If this son can be drawn into the Zhao Mansion, it is not impossible that he will no longer look up at the Promise Gate in the future:

“Ye Aotian, your appearance really caused trouble. No wonder you dare to have the ambition to hold Xiangyun City. Your talent is really qualified to say these things. This kind of genius must be drawn to the door. Everything else, just for his extremely bright future.”

“This talent, given time, it is not impossible to refine the God Realm, and it will be invincible in Xiangyun City by then.”

Jin Guangyao was scheming and scheming, not easily revealing a strange color, but at this moment he also behaved a little gaffe, his eyes clearly showed horror and shock, his eyes squinted at the scorching heat in Zhao Mingcheng’s eyes, and he was more determined to grab people.

“Ye Aotian, right? My Jin family is going to make a decision, unless the three big sects also end, in that case, there is no alternative.”

Qianzhonglou, the lord of Xiangyun City, had his eyes rounded, his palms were so tense that it hurt, and his heart couldn’t help beating wildly. It was obvious that he could only show the heat when he saw the treasure, but his eyes darkened immediately.

Because his eyes moved, Zhao Mingcheng, Jin Guangyao, and Qian Jiaojiao almost all had a keen interest in Ye Aotian. He said unceremoniously that competing with the three great masters for talent would only accelerate the demise of the City Lord’s Mansion in Xiangyun City.

“Uncut jade is indeed a piece of uncut jade, but it’s a bit hot to get it, and Ye Aotian may not be able to see the declining City Lord’s Mansion of Xiangyun City.”

“Hey, I don’t know, which of the three families will be cheaper in the end, or the three major families, how difficult it is for Xiangyun City to rise.”

Extremely cold air current