Chapter 125: Surprise

If it were any other young disciple who could only condense and control 2,000 Qi swords at the same time, facing Gu Paner's flame Qi sword, he would probably be completely defeated in the first wave.

Ye Xiaochuan was different. He studied the classics on the cliff wall of Siguo Cliff in the back mountain, and was extremely powerful in the Eight Styles of Divine Sword. In addition, the blood-refined magic weapon Wufeng in his hand had already recognized his master with his blood, allowing him to continuously activate the condensed Qi sword, and mainly activated it with the spiritual power of the Divine Sword, without consuming too much of his own true essence and spiritual power.

And Ye Xiaochuan's mind was very flexible. He knew that he would definitely lose to Gu Paner in a strong fight against the Eight Styles of Divine Sword. He used 2,000 green Qi swords to shuttle around his body frantically, forming an unbreakable defensive sword circle. No matter how the flame Qi sword attacked, it was difficult to break the sword circle he laid.

When hundreds of green Qi swords were consumed, he waved his hand casually, and new Qi swords immediately joined the sword circle.

It was this endless supply of Qi swords that allowed him to block Gu Paner's powerful attack from the front.

Countless onlookers in the audience were shocked. They only saw countless green Qi swords shuttling around Ye Xiaochuan, almost forming a green iron barrel. Outside this huge green iron tube, countless Qi swords emitting flames rushed up frantically.

Because the green Qi sword condensed by Ye Xiaochuan was not weaker than the flame Qi sword condensed by Gu Paner in terms of the power of a single Qi sword, it took almost one flame Qi sword to offset one green Qi sword. The speed of condensation of the green Qi sword was faster than that of the flame Qi sword. For a while, Gu Paner could not break through the defensive sword circle set by Ye Xiaochuan.

When Ye Xiaochuan faced Gu Paner's powerful flame Qi sword attack, he had no tricks and no room for counterattack. He could only choose to defend.

Gu Paner was shocked at this moment. Her five thousand flame swords could not break through the defensive sword circle of Ye Xiaochuan's two thousand green swords. This was a kind of irony and a great shame for her!

Moreover, there were thousands of people around looking up at her and Ye Xiaochuan's competition. How could she afford to lose face?

"Stinky boy, I wonder how long your inner essence can last!"

Performing the Eight Styles of the Divine Sword is a kind of sword art that consumes the inner essence very much. She can see that Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation is far inferior to hers. She made up her mind that she would rely on the advantage of the rich inner essence to consume the inner essence of Ye Xiaochuan bit by bit!

Wave after wave, the flame swords attacked for a total of 7749 waves, which lasted for nearly an hour.

Gu Paner found that after such a long time of fully urging the inner essence and mana, Ye Xiaochuan did not show any signs of fatigue!

The two thousand green swords were like an endless stream of demons, attacking her mind.

"How is it possible!"

Gu Pan'er felt that her inner essence was being consumed severely, but she saw that Ye Xiaochuan had persisted in the battle for nearly an hour, and he seemed to be getting braver and braver. The inner essence in his body did not seem to be reduced or consumed excessively, and he always maintained two thousand swords in the field!

Gu Pan'er was not the only one who had this question!

This was the fifth round of the competition since the Cangyun Grand Test. Although it was common to see disciples from both sides fighting each other with the Eight Styles of the Divine Sword on the ring, it was rare for them to persist for such a long time.

If it was said that Gu Pan'er could persist for so long, it was reasonable. After all, she had a high level of cultivation and abundant spiritual power, especially the fiercely burning flame hanging above her head, which could continuously release new flame swords, and the consumption of spiritual power was slower.

However, Ye Xiaochuan could only condense 2,000 Qi swords, and he should not have reached the seventh level of the Out-of-Body Realm in the Yin-Yang Universe Dao. Even though his sword tactics were strange, activating such a huge sword array defense circle must have consumed a lot of true energy. How come he still looked energetic after fighting for so long!

When the 49th wave of flame Qi swords could not break through Ye Xiaochuan's almost invincible defense sword circle, Gu Paner did not continue to activate the 50th wave of flame Qi swords.

Her fair face seemed to be flushed against the burning flames, and her eyes were almost about to spit out flames. Thousands of flame Qi swords suddenly stopped around her, like a group of ferocious beasts, staring at the terrifying green sword circle in front of them.

Seeing that Gu Paner did not continue to attack, Ye Xiaochuan laughed and said, "Senior Sister Paner, why don't you attack? I have plenty of time, no rush!"

Gu Paner said coldly, "What kind of sword technique is this?"

Ye Xiaochuan said in surprise, "This is the sixth style of the Eight Styles of Divine Sword, the Thousand Sword Style. Senior Sister, you can't even see the Eight Styles of Divine Sword, right?"

Gu Paner said, "The Thousand Sword Style of the Eight Styles of Divine Sword? Who are you trying to fool? The Thousand Sword Style is not as powerful as you perform it!"

Ye Xiaochuan was suspended in the air, pretending to be a master, and said loudly, "I am Cang Yun The four great sword techniques passed down by the ancestors are all extremely powerful. You have only understood some of them. You have not even started to learn the sword art! Senior Sister Yun, you can't do anything to me, and I can't beat you either. I think we should just give up. How about a draw? "

"Draw?"

Gu Paner laughed in anger and said, "You are worthy!"

Ye Xiaochuan shrugged and said, "In that case, let's continue the fight. You should break my defensive sword circle first before you feel proud!"

Gu Paner's eyes were deep, as if a flame totem was burning fiercely in her eyes.

She held the Fenyan tightly in her hand, slowly raised her head, and looked at the huge sea of fire above her head.

She said word by word: "Ye Xiaochuan, I admit that you are very strong. It is difficult to break your sword circle defense with my Ten Thousand Swords Style alone."

Ye Xiaochuan grinned and said with great pride: "You are self-aware!"

Unexpectedly, Gu Paner seemed to shake her head tiredly and said lightly: "Don't be happy too early. If you can take this move of mine, I, Gu Paner, will admit defeat!"

After that, Gu Paner's jade fingers quickly changed the hand seals and sword tactics, and the immortal sword Fenyan, which was steaming with flames, suddenly stabbed in the air.

In a moment, a violent wind blew up the entire mountaintop, and almost all the disciples watching the battle were swept up to the sky.

And the immortal swords held in the hands or carried on the backs of countless disciples at this moment, at this moment, these countless immortal swords suddenly trembled slightly, as if there was a mysterious force guiding the immortal swords in the hands of these countless disciples.

Everyone was shocked! There was an uproar! They all used their own spiritual power to suppress the trembling swords in their hands.

Ye Xiaochuan's eyes fixed, and he was shocked. Looking at the beautiful woman in the flames opposite him, his expression changed in an instant, and he said hoarsely: "What a strong sword intent! Could it be..."