Chapter 78 Strong
Chapter 78 Strong
One after another, the white air swords were quickly dispersed or cut off by the green air swords. The newly generated white air swords could not make up for the speed of being destroyed. The white air swords around Sun Yao were getting fewer and fewer, while Ye Xiaochuan always maintained about 2,000 green air swords.
The sword circle was slowly compressed. The white air swords that originally had an advantage in number, after Ye Xiaochuan's bombardment for an incense stick of time, were now less than 1,000. It seemed that at most half an hour later, all the white air swords could be completely destroyed.
Everyone in the audience was stunned, and the cheers stopped. Even the little girl Xiaochi, who had been jumping and cheering for Ye Xiaochuan, was silent at this moment. Everyone was stunned to watch the crazy sword rain attack on the stage.
No one had ever thought that the situation two days ago would happen again.
Two days ago, Hu Daoxin, who was favored by most people, was suppressed by Ye Xiaochuan at close range and could not raise his head, and then lost in a confused manner.
At this moment, Sun Yao was almost suffocated by the countless Qi swords that Ye Xiaochuan activated remotely. Anyone could see at a glance that Sun Yao was in a passive disadvantage at this moment.
Ye Xiaochuan, the big rat of Cangyun Sect, the recognized toad and waste, when did he become so strong? Even Brother Sun Yao, who had cultivated the Yin-Yang Heaven and Earth Dao to the seventh level of the Out-of-Body Realm, could not face him directly.
Compared with Sun Yao's increasingly impatient mood at this moment, Ye Xiaochuan was in a very good mood at this moment, and his meridians were comfortable, as if he had eaten the most powerful bull whip and tiger whip in the world, and he had endless power all over his body, and it was as if his Dantian had turned into a blazing furnace, releasing heat and energy continuously.
The Wufeng in his hand became more and more handy as he fought more and more bravely, as if only by fighting with the enemy could he stimulate the sword spirit that had been dormant for thousands of years.
As the green light on the Wufeng Sword became brighter and brighter, the power of the magic sword became stronger and stronger. In the end, almost all the energy in Ye Xiaochuan's body was no longer needed to activate the condensed air sword. It was completely driven by the spiritual power of the magic sword.
In the silence on the stage and off the stage, under the incredible gaze of countless eyes, when the young man in the air was dancing and jumping, the last white air sword suddenly disappeared without a trace. In Sun Yao's almost fiery and manic eyes, it seemed that thousands of green sword shadows were rushing towards him.
He stopped activating the condensed air sword, and held the sword in his backhand, quickly arranged it into a defensive sword circle, and crushed all the green air swords that shot within seven feet in front of him.
Sun Yao tried to break through Ye Xiaochuan's countless air swords several times, but Ye Xiaochuan was very shameless. Seeing that Sun Yao was about to rush towards him, he hurriedly controlled countless air swords to reflect Sun Yao from all directions.
After several attempts, Sun Yao failed to break through the countless green air swords that were flying at him, so he had to fall on the ring, just like when he first resisted Ye Xiaochuan's Hundred Swords Style.
The Hundred Swords Style only had hundreds of green air swords, but in the Thousand Swords Style, Ye Xiaochuan had already activated and controlled about two thousand air swords at the same time, which was at least three times higher than the Hundred Swords Style and more powerful.
Sun Yao was no longer as calm as when he resisted the Hundred Swords Style. He quickly danced the Jinghong Immortal Sword in his hand, without even a chance to counterattack. As long as he paused for a moment, countless air swords would immediately shoot at him like a needle in a gap, giving him no chance to breathe.
If it was a life-and-death fight, even if the enemy could not break Ye Xiaochuan's continuous sword rain, he would not be so embarrassed. If he could not beat him, he could just retreat out of the attack range of the air sword.
The key point is that at this moment, a competition is going on. The ring is so small, and there is a defensive barrier around it. Once a person leaves the ring, he loses. Sun Yao has no way to avoid it. He is suppressed like a stray dog by Ye Xiaochuan's repeated Thousand Sword Style.
He can't figure out how his Thousand Sword Style can lose to Ye Xiaochuan's Thousand Sword Style?
There are many people who can't figure this out, including Gu Paner who is watching the game from the stage.
Gu Paner's eyebrows are lightly gathered, and her white pearly teeth are biting her lower lip, which seems to be bleeding.
Her originally arrogant eyes are now full of incredible looks, staring at the boy who is swaying left and right, dancing with his hands and feet, and shouting from time to time: "Thousand Sword Style! Thousand Sword Style!"
A few days ago, late at night, at the Siguo Cliff in the back mountain, she beat Ye Xiaochuan violently. At that time, Ye Xiaochuan had no power to fight back. How could he suddenly become so powerful?
If we say that in the previous match with Junior Sister Hu Daoxin, this guy defeated Hu Daoxin unexpectedly with his strange body movements and a quick sword. Then how to explain the current scene?
This time, Ye Xiaochuan and Sun Yao's fight was open and aboveboard, each of them remotely activated sword tactics and spells to bombard each other, but Ye Xiaochuan quickly defeated Sun Yao's 3,000 swords with only 2,000 swords.
Watching Ye Xiaochuan swing his sword every time, densely packed green swords would immediately appear around him. The speed and number of condensed swords were far beyond the reach of an ordinary disciple, and even the elders of Cangyun Sect would probably find it difficult to do it.
Gu Paner's Taoism was outstanding among the young disciples of this generation of Cangyun Sect. When she saw Ye Xiaochuan condense and activate countless swords so easily and casually, she asked herself and had to admit that she was probably not able to do it either.
Everyone, including Ye Xiaochuan, knew that Sun Yao was unable to launch an effective counterattack in the face of the endless stream of new Qi swords and could only be forced to defend. If this continued, it wouldn't be long before Sun Yao became exhausted and his true energy was depleted.
But Ye Xiaochuan activated such a large-scale Qi sword attack, as if he didn't consume any true energy at all, and his face became more and more radiant as he fought.
Hu Daoxin retracted his gaze, silently glanced at Gu Paner who was biting her lips beside him, and slowly said: "I have reminded Brother Sun several times that Ye Xiaochuan's Taoism is extremely high and strange and unpredictable, but Brother Sun just didn't listen. He thought he could defeat this kid in a few moves. Now he is completely passive. Ye Xiaochuan doesn't need to get close at all. He just needs to stand at a distance and continuously activate the Thousand Swords Style. In a short while, Brother Sun will be exhausted and defeated."
Gu Paner came back to her senses and said hatefully: "When did this stinky boy become so powerful? A few days ago in the back mountain..."
Hu Daoxin smiled bitterly "I heard from Senior Sister Xiaoman yesterday about you beating Ye Xiaochuan in the back mountain. Senior Sister, you still haven't reacted to what happened?"
Gu Paner's expression moved, and then a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she said, "Do you mean that this brat has been hiding his strength?"
Hu Dao thought to himself, "From this moment, Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation is unfathomable, and it is definitely not as simple as the flying realm that all of us expected in advance. Senior Sister, even if you fight against Senior Brother Sun, it is impossible for you to suppress Senior Brother Sun to the point that he has almost no power to fight back, right?"
Gu Paner was silent, and her expression suddenly became a little complicated.
