Chapter 37 Breakthrough

The fight between Li Xiaohe and Yang Zifu at this time can be said to be the most attractive of the three arenas.

It's not how wonderful their fight is. Although their cultivation is only seven layers, the brilliance of the sword spirit emitted is full of the whole ring, so that everyone's eyes are attracted by this movement.

When their sword spirit rose to the extreme, everyone thought that another big collision was about to begin, but at the same time they withdrew the long sword pointing at each other.

After they took back the sword, a large piece of sword spirit that had emanated began to gather rapidly into the sword in their hands.

Li Xiaohe slowly closed his eyes at this time, only feeling comfortable and fighting spirit high. The long sword in his hand quickly absorbed the sword spirit that had been released by him like a long whale.

He has never been as confident as he is now, and the haze in his heart has been swept away. He feels that Lin Mengyao, who has nine levels of cultivation, can also overcome it at this time.

And Yang Zifu on the opposite side was almost doing the same thing as him. Soon, a large piece of brilliance was absorbed by the long sword in their hands. At this time, the two opened it at the same time.

There was a little spark splash at the intersection of their eyes, and then rushed to the other party at the same time.

This is their real fight. The swords on their long swords are waving like the wind. In a short moment, they have been intertwined and fighting for dozens of rounds.

The people under the stage were only stunned. The swordsmanship of the two was profound and mysterious. Their figures flashed everywhere in the ring, and the long swords in their hands kept intersect, and each other was full of swords.

This frequent sword light flashes, and some disciples with low cultivation are even pierced with pain in their eyes.

After this kind of sword move lasted for a long time, it was Li Xiaohe who began to gain the upper hand. At this time, Yang Zifu's sword move had begun to appear slightly messy.

Looking at Li Xiaohe's increasingly fierce sword moves, Yang Zifu knew that this was the reason why the mixed-yuan one-qi sword cultivated by Li was more profound and exquisite than the sword formula he practiced. If he continued to compete so hard, he would definitely show his flaws and be defeated by Li Xiaohe's move.

Finally, after fighting with Li Xiaohe, Yang Zifu jumped back, and Li Xiaohe also took a few steps back because of the impact just now.

Yang Zifu jumped to the corner of the ring and stood and said, "I have heard from my master that your mixed vitality sword is extremely powerful. I lost a little in the sword move just now, but I dare to pour out sword spirit and win or lose with one sword."

The people under the stage were also surprised to hear that Yang Zifu's sword was defeated by Li Xiaohe. In fact, Yang Zifu has not done his best to admit defeat, but now he wants Li Xiaohe to compete with him with sword spirit, and he will win or lose with one sword.

If it is really a sword to win or win or lose, then both of them will definitely pour out all the sword spirit that has accumulated so far. It can be a real strong collision, and I'm afraid it will not be inferior to the Taoist collision between two ordinary nine-level disciples.

However, everyone did not know whether Li Xiaohe was willing to give up his advantage in sword moves. At this time, he made a move with Yang Zifu.

While everyone was thinking about how Li Xiaohe should answer, Li Xiaohe slowly retreated to another corner opposite Yang Zifu and only raised the long sword in his hand above his head.

That meaning is already obvious, and he agreed to Yang Zifu's victory or defeat.

At this time, the head Yunyi's people also stood on the jade steps in front of the Sanqing Hall and looked this way.

Seeing that the two stood in each corner and began to quickly stimulate the long-accumulated sword spirit in their bodies at this time, Yun Yi said lightly to Wang Shouyi aside, "Your disciple is extraordinary. With seven layers of cultivation, you can cultivate the golden sword spirit to such a point. It can be said that you can also break everything among the eight-layer disciples, but the mixed Yuanyi cultivated by Li Xiaohe The Qi sword uses the mixed sword spirit mixed with feng shui and fire. I'm afraid that he will be defeated in the sword spirit.

Wang Shou's eyes were full of relief when he looked at Yang Zifu in the distance. When he saw Yun Yi's words, he frowned. Although he was worried about Yang Zifu's failure, he couldn't say much.

When Yun Yi saw him like this, he smiled and said, "It may not be a good thing to suffer some setbacks. Later, you will go to Tianji Pavilion and give him the most golden sword formula "Breaking Armor"."

"Thank you very much, master." Wang Shou's eyebrows opened when he heard Yun Yi's words.

At this time, Li Xiaohe and Yang Zifu opened their eyes at the same time, and their eyes were shining. Suddenly, they shouted at each other and rushed up against each other.

Yang Zifu raised the sword over his head with both hands, and the sword spirit soared to the sky. Because today, there were heavy clouds and clouds in the square, but he was broken through a line of golden light by his sword spirit. As he rushed forward, the deep sea of fog was also pulled out with a long fracture.

Li Xiaohe originally raised the sword above his head with one hand, but at the moment he rushed forward, he pulled it down from the top of his head and pointed diagonally to the ground, dragging it to Yang Zifu like that. The ring was originally made of extremely hard iron and stone, but it was crossed by the sword spirit on his long sword, and a line of flat incision appeared.

Soon the two met in the center of the ring. Li Xiaohe suddenly picked up the long sword pointing to the ground with one hand as if it was very difficult. His waist was slightly twisted, and then he drove his whole body to swing up and wave the sword in his hand with all his strength.

However, Yang Zifu jumped in the air, his body bent back into an arc, and then suddenly flicked his waist and split his sword with both hands to Li Xiaohe below.

Soon the long sword waved upward by Li Xiaohe intersects with the long sword blade that Yang Zifu split down. At the intersection of the two swords, there was a harsh hiss, ringing through most of the cloud and smoke square, and electric light spewed out from the intersection point.

Then came a fierce hurricane. Countless swords poured into the ring from the place where the two met, and some shot directly into the sky, hitting the light curtain formed by the Qionghua faction to guard the mountain in the air, like ripples like a lake.

At this time, everyone under the stage could only see the dazzling sword in the middle of the whole ring. Until a long time, when the light gradually dissipated, they saw that the two were impacted by great forces at the same time. Li Xiaohe's body rolled on the ground and bounced straight on the guardrail on the edge of the ring and bounced back to the ground with no movement.

However, Yang Zifu rolled in the air to the other side, also hit the ring guardrail, rebounded and landed motionlessly.

Li'er saw Li Xiaohe squatting on the ground at this time, and a lot of blood gushed out of his mouth, so she wanted to rush to the stage.

Lin Mengyao next to

grabbed her and said, "He's fine. Maybe he will recover soon."

Li'er was pulled by Lin Mengyao. Hearing what she said, she did not rush up, but the worries in her eyes did not diminish at all.

Li Xiaohe and Yang Zifu were generally squatting on the ring at this time, with blood pouring out of them on the ground in front of them, and they couldn't help gasping.

It was not until a long time that the body slowly calmed down, and at this time, the two sat cross-legged on the ring at the same time and closed their eyes tightly.

Li Xiaohe only felt that the power in his body was exhausted at this time. However, when he fought with Yang Zifu just now, many of Yang Zifu's sword spirit rushed into his body. At this time, these sword spirits were suppressed by him in the meridians. Originally, he could have forced it out of his body, but he suddenly found that Yang Zifu's sword spirit had many of his own sword spirit. Where he didn't have it, he sat down cross-legged and began to refine those swordsmanships.

And Yang Zifu's situation at this time is obviously the same as that of Li Xiaohe, and he is also refining the sword spirit of Li Xiaohe in his body.

By noon, the other two arenas had ended, and Li Xiaohe and Yang Zifu still sat on the ring with their eyes closed and crossed their knees like two stone sculptures.

Seeing the strangeness on the ring here, several other people in the ring also gathered at this time.

Looking at Li Xiaohe with a pale face on the stage, Ning Kun asked Li Er next to him, "How is he?"

As soon as Ning Kun spoke, he couldn't stop coughing. At this time, his clothes were a little damaged and his face was a little yellow. Obviously, he was injured during the fight just now.

Li'er didn't know how Li Xiaohe wanted to rush up several times at this time, but she was pulled by Lin Mengyao.

Hearing Ning Kun's inquiry, Lin Mengyao said lightly, "He is already like this in your future. At this time, he is refining the sword spirit that has just entered his body when he fought hard with Yang Zifu, and he will soon stand up."

Ning Kun was relieved to hear Lin Mengyao's words, but Jingnuo beside him was Li Xiaohe who was not in the stands, but behind Ning Kun and looked at the faint blood stains at the broken clothes behind him.

Sure enough, shortly after Lin Mengyao finished speaking, Li Xiaohe slowly stood up, and then under the surprised eyes of everyone, a strong vitality began to burst out on his body, and his face slowly recovered a trace of rosy. The clothes that had been a little damaged during the fight just now burst out because of the vitality at this time. Pieces of cloth fly with the wind.

After a while, Yang Zifu also stood up, but he stood there with a little effort and looked at Li Xiaohe in front of him with tired eyes.

At this time, Li Xiaohe opened his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, the explosive vitality also fell into his body, looking at Yang Zifu, who was very tired and full of scars in front of him.

Li Xiaohe quickly stepped forward to give him a trace of vitality, and then said, "Don't blame me for your rudeness today."

Yang Zifu held up a smile on his face and said, "You broke through to the eighth floor. I follow you a little bit, but I believe I can break through in a few days. Although I lost today, I benefited a lot. I finally know what the master said was that I was not as good as you.

"Oh?" Li Xiaohe didn't know what Yang Zifu wanted to say that he was not as good as himself.

"Actually, you and I are very similar, and unfortunately all my family died, and then I was rescued by my master. We all have the same obsession in our hearts and can tolerate what ordinary people can't bear, but you are more calm than me, which I don't know why. If I continue to compete with you just now, although I am slightly inferior to you, it is not without a chance. But I couldn't calm down and chose to compete with you for sword spirit, which led to a defeat now. Fortunately, we also benefited a lot from this. After saying that, Yang Zifu took a meaningful look at Li Xiaohe and went down the stage alone.

But Li Xiaohe was thinking about Yang Zifu's words and thought of them for a long time.

Maybe because you saw a family die with your own eyes, but I haven't heard from my family all the time, we all have obsessions in our hearts.

But it's different, because I still have a hope in my heart.

And the disappearance of Lu Guang, the tragedy of Liang, and perhaps others, but I have more obsession than you.