Chapter 157 Sword Moves Lightly

On the square, countless disciples who were watching the battle nodded slightly when they heard what Ye Xiaochuan said. They all agreed that if there was no deep cultivation to rely on, it would be unlikely to control the powerful and resolute Beidou Zhushen with a strong backlash with just a powerful spiritual weapon.

Yun Qiyou naturally had no reason to expose Ye Xiaochuan's shameless words. He couldn't say in front of countless people that the reason why he could use Beidou Zhushen was mainly because this stinky boy was lucky. He could inherit the cultivation experience left by the amazing Cangyun Sect ancestor on the cliff wall in the back mountain by facing the wall on the cliff of Siguo.

This is a secret, not only the secret of Cangyun Sect, but also her own secret.

The Zhanchen Divine Sword was still emitting a faint soft white light, which set off Yun Qiyou's somewhat pale cheeks. Now that the Divine Sword had been unsheathed, he would move forward bravely without any retreat, cut off the prosperity of the world with the Divine Sword, and enjoy the freedom alone.

A flash of white light and shadow, Yun Qiyou held the magic sword and rushed towards Ye Xiaochuan, who was secretly proud.

Since Yun Qiyou had been forced to draw his sword, Ye Xiaochuan's ultimate victory was achieved ahead of time, and he no longer thought about activating the Beidou Zhushen Sword Art.

Seeing Yun Qiyou rushing over, Ye Xiaochuan whistled lightly, and the edgeless green light in his hand became stronger. Not only did he not retreat, but he stepped forward to meet him.

Yun Qiyou knew that Ye Xiaochuan had a set of body skills that seemed to have been improved from the Nine Palaces and Eight Steps, which was much more mysterious than the Nine Palaces and Eight Steps currently passed down by the Cangyun Sect. The internal changes were even more complicated. There was no need to think about it. It must be the same as the Beidou Zhushen Sword Art, which came from the practice experience on the Siguo Cliff in the back mountain.

In order to prevent Ye Xiaochuan from taking advantage of his body skills, Yun Qiyou pinched the Cangyun Sword Art with his hands and stepped on the Xuan Step. The white sword light flashed like lightning, and both his body skills and sword skills were brought to the extreme.

However, Ye Xiaochuan's body movement seemed to be faster than before, and his sword speed was also beyond Yun Qiyou's expectations. No matter how fiercely she attacked, Ye Xiaochuan could actually block or avoid her stabbing Dust-cutting Divine Sword at the critical moment.

The two fought like mad dogs on the ring for a stick of incense. Yun Qiyou not only did not force Ye Xiaochuan to panic, but Ye Xiaochuan seemed to have gained the upper hand little by little!

Yun Qiyou was very strange! She was in doubt.

When fighting with Ye Xiaochuan at the Siguo Cliff in the back mountain, Ye Xiaochuan's body movement speed was definitely not as fast as it was now. It seemed that in just ten days, Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation had improved a lot!

Facing her powerful and crazy attack, not only did she not defeat Ye Xiaochuan as she had expected, but she was blocked and avoided by this little sly guy like a loach.

What surprised her even more was Ye Xiaochuan's extremely fast sword moves, combined with his mysterious body movement steps, and began to counterattack little by little.

After only an incense stick of time, Ye Xiaochuan had gone from being passive to taking the upper hand in the fight between the two.

In fact, Yun Qiyou had no idea that he had fought with Ye Xiaochuan twice, in the back mountain and in the stone pavilion, both times with bare hands. Although Ye Xiaochuan could dodge for a while with his mysterious body skills, he would be captured by her after a while.

This moment was different. The two fought with magic swords and magic weapons. The Wufeng magic sword was a rare magic weapon with wind attributes. Ye Xiaochuan had been blowing the high-altitude cold wind at the Siguo Cliff in the back mountain for a whole day yesterday. He did not comprehend the mysterious mystery of the wind, but the light acceleration effect of the Wufeng sword was still very obvious.

So at this moment, whether it was Ye Xiaochuan's body skills or sword speed, it was about 20% faster than Yun Qiyou had expected.

Don't underestimate this 20% acceleration. In the long-range attack of the true method, this acceleration does not show any advantage, but in close combat, this 20% acceleration can often turn the whole battle situation around.

In addition, the Wufeng Divine Sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand was not inferior to Zhan Chen in spiritual power. In close combat, Zhan Chen's strong air pressure had almost no effect on Wufeng.

The two swords intertwined and collided. Ordinary immortal swords, or immortal swords of slightly lower grades, had long been suppressed by Zhan Chen's spiritual power and could not be used. Wufeng was not affected at all.

The invisible sword shadow was like light and lightning, changing unpredictably on the ring. After Ye Xiaochuan blocked Yun Qiyou's crazy attack for a stick of incense, he began to use mysterious body skills, flashing around and gradually presenting a scene of mutual anxiety and no winner.

Ye Xiaochuan was happy now. He knew the current situation. He had already tried his best. In close combat, he could only fight Yun Qiyou to a draw, which was beyond his expectations.

Thinking secretly that Situ Feng, the old immortal, had not deceived himself. All magical powers in the world can be broken, but only speed cannot be broken.

The magic sword of wind attribute may be inferior to the magic sword of fire and gold in attack, but it can't withstand the acceleration effect of wind.

Almost invincible in close combat, almost indestructible in opponents of the same level. Facing Yun Qiyou, who is eighteen floors higher than himself, he is not inferior in close combat.

The sword moves lightly and the knife moves heavily. The ancients are not deceiving me.

Of course, this situation can only be like this. Ye Xiaochuan's fast sword is almost invincible in the same cultivation. However, Yun Qiyou's cultivation attainments in the Yin-Yang Qiankun Dao are eighteen floors higher than Ye Xiaochuan, and his sword speed is not slow. It is basically impossible for Ye Xiaochuan to defeat Yun Qiyou in close combat.

Ye Xiaochuan also understands this truth, but the others under the ring don't know.

Everyone only saw that Ye Xiaochuan, who was gradually losing ground, turned around his bad luck little by little and had a lot of fun fighting with Yun Qiyou on the stage.

Both of them played their best in terms of body movements and sword skills. Their figures flashed and shuttled in the sword light. The sound of the two swords colliding together was like firecrackers during the Chinese New Year, bombarding everyone's eardrums. It was so fast that they could hardly see the figures of the two people. They could only hear the sound of the two swords colliding. Almost every breath collided more than ten times.

This is the only person who can confront Yun Qiyou in close combat since this fight.

Yun Qiyou is also the only person who can fight Ye Xiaochuan in close combat.

Everyone was fascinated by the fight, and almost didn't understand when Ye Xiaochuan became so powerful!

Shock, confusion, horror, joy, envy, jealousy, hatred...

All kinds of people had different feelings when facing this strong fight.

The day before yesterday, Ye Xiaochuan had used the Beidou Zhushen Sword Art in front of everyone when he fought Gu Pan'er. Now, most people are not shocked by how terrifying Ye Xiaochuan's skills are. In their opinion, if he can use Beidou Zhushen, he must have unpredictable skills.

As for the haters, Sun Yao is the leader.

Looking at Ye Xiaochuan who was fighting fiercely with Yun Qiyou on the ring, Sun Yao clenched his hands into fists without knowing when, his expression was a little twisted and ferocious, and his eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness.