Lin Qingxue looked at the sword light emitted by Ye Feng coldly. Until the sword light hit the point where he opened his mouth and spit out a tiny icy blue light.

This light is extremely fast, extremely agile, and exudes a sharp and cold aura. It is difficult for ordinary monks to see clearly the light itself, but Ye Feng has a spiritual eye. His eyes swept quickly and immediately saw that the light itself was not a flying sword, but an ice-blue flying needle.

Ye Feng's eyes became slightly solemn. He found that the flying needle was actually a medium-grade magic weapon. More importantly, he knew that there would generally be no one flying needle. Moreover, compared with the flying sword, the flying needle may lack impact power, but it is more sharp and flexible. The method of controlling the needle is also very different from the sword-controlling the sword-controlling the technique, and it is even more unpredictable.

Ding Ding Ding

Ye Feng's sword light was like a dragon with teeth and claws, shaking its head and tail, with extraordinary power and smoothness and naturalness as if it were flowing clouds and water.

Lin Qingxue's needle light was like starlight, flashing around the sword light. The two continued to collide, making crisp and dense sounds, which were beautiful, but there were mysterious swordsmanship and needle techniques. Each strike was a true competition in skills.

Ye Feng clearly felt that every time Lin Qingxue's flying needle hit the Xuanjin Sword, the sword light of the Xuanjin Sword would be weaker. Lin Qingxue's powerful and pure spiritual power would invade the Xuanjin Sword's body through the flying needle. Each attack was actually the weakness of Ye Feng's sword move. This shows that Lin Qingxue is not only skillful in acupuncture, but also has a lot of research on sword techniques.

If it were an ordinary early stage cultivator of the Golden Pill, the Xuanjin Sword would have been dim and shook off its spiritual consciousness, let alone continue to use sword moves to attack.

However, Ye Feng is different. As a cultivator of the heavenly grade golden elixir, he practiced the peerless skill "Nine Heavens Mysterious Sutra", so he naturally would not be so easily defeated.

Every time the flying needle hits the ancient Xuanjin sword, Ye Feng's spiritual thoughts move slightly, and he shoots out spiritual power in the air. The spiritual power flows into the sword body. He can immediately stabilize the sword light, keep the sword light powerful, and in an instant, refine the spiritual power of Lin Qingxue, who invades the sword body, and swallow it completely.

As for the sword move, it will not be interrupted by this external force. Not to mention that the impact of the flying needle is not good, even if the flying sword constantly hits the weakness of the sword move, Ye Feng will not be affected at all. The reason is very simple. Ye Feng's sword skills are cultivated by the powerful water pressure of the God of War in the depths of the ocean.

"Huh"

Lin Qingxue couldn't help but be slightly surprised. She originally planned to defeat Ye Feng like Ye Feng defeated He Song. She was not strong enough to resist the sword light head-on, but had a sharper and more flexible flying needle magic weapon. She believed that as soon as her flying needle was released, she could knock Ye Feng's ancient sword with her eyesight and needle skills without any effort, but she never expected that Ye Feng's sword light was not greatly affected and reached an equal level with the needle light.

What made her particularly difficult to understand was that every time she deliberately injected the spiritual power of the ancient Xuanjin sword through a flying needle, she would have no reaction like a mud bull entering the sea.

The audience cultivators were completely shocked and discussed, "Good guy, this head of the Ye family, as a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Pill, can actually compete with Lin Qingxue in the middle stage of the Golden Pill. Could it be that he has already practiced to the middle stage of the Golden Pill?"

"In the first round of competition, he was obviously in the early stage of the Golden Pill, and he became the middle stage of the Golden Pill so quickly? How could a cultivator practice so quickly?"

"Did you forget that the head of the Ye family had swallowed so many golden elixirs before? If it were other cultivators, they would have been in the middle stage of the golden elixir or even the late stage of the golden elixir."

“That’s true.”

"What is it? If he breaks through, we will not be able to feel the fluctuations of the spiritual power of heaven and earth. He will not be able to enter the arena without any obstacles to compete with He Song in the early stage of the Golden Pill."

"In this way, he is still in the early stage of the Golden Pill? It seems that he really has the strength to challenge the higher level."

The masters on the referee's seat were also slightly shocked and very confused. Among them, the Japanese Nascent Soul master, who was originally a little depressed, saw Ye Feng fighting over the ranks, but he was not at all inferior. His eyes immediately lit up, and even his hands hidden in his sleeves could not help but tremble slightly, and he even suspected that Ye Feng might be the heavenly-grade golden elixir monk who had made pills in Japan.

If you can be sure that Ye Feng is a cultivator of the Heavenly Grade Golden Pill, then it would be insignificant to lose this Qianlong Competition, even losing the five-colored Spiritual Fruit Tree forever.

At that time, you only need to assassinate Ye Feng and obtain the heavenly golden elixir, and then you can shape a heavenly golden elixir monk, and then gather the financial and manpower of Japan. This heavenly golden elixir monk will soon be able to form a Nascent Soul, and at least a top-grade Nascent Soul master. A top-grade Nascent Soul master is far more valuable than many low-grade and medium-grade Nascent Soul monks.

In particular, this top-grade Nascent Soul monk will play a powerful role in the war that Japan has been preparing for, and will soon invade the East China Sea and even the Middle Earth.

The silver-haired scholar said regretfully: "It's a pity that I didn't know that the head of the Ye family was so powerful before, otherwise I would have accepted him as my disciple. Now I have accepted Ye Xuan, a junior from the Ye family, who is nominally the same as the head of the Ye family, so it is naturally impossible for him to accept the head of the Ye family as his disciple. Fortunately, although Ye Xuan's strength is not as strong as the head of the Ye family, he is much younger than him. He is still a well-behaved and lively child. With the guidance of my master, my strength will definitely be able to easily surpass the head of the Ye family in the future."

Changmei and others immediately expressed their agreement, and Nangong Fairy thought to himself: "This Ye family leader can block Lin Qingxue's flying needles, but even so, he is at least a top-grade golden elixir, or even the best-grade golden elixir. Such a monk may have a powerful master behind it."

The silver-haired scholar nodded and said, "That's right. It seems that I have nothing to regret. Even if I don't accept Ye Xuan, he will not take him as my teacher, because he may already have a master. But it doesn't matter. In fact, I like Ye Xuan more. If the head of the Ye family became my apprentice, I really can't imagine what would be like. Haha."

"After that being said, do you think the head of the Ye family can really win this competition?" said the old monster with long eyebrows.

Fairy Nangong said: "Of course not. He supports it for a short time at most. If Lin Qingxue takes more means, he will be defeated immediately."

All the masters immediately agreed: "We also think so, Lin Qingxue is just testing him. After all, Lin Qingxue is a mid-stage Jindan cultivator. If you don't know the strength of the head of the Ye family, you will attack with all your strength as soon as you go on the ring. It is very likely that you will accidentally kill the head of the Ye family. Things will be troublesome at that time. At least a hundred years later, the Five-Colored Spirit Fruit will not be able to think about it."

At the same time, Lin Qingxueqing on the ring shouted, and indeed, he once again sacrificed the same ice-blue magic weapon flying needle. Two flying needles hit the left and right. Ye Feng felt the pressure increase greatly in an instant. Although he could still support it, the sword light was obviously at a disadvantage.

Lin Qingxue had lost her patience. Seeing that Ye Feng could still support him, she could still use his sword moves, and even had the tendency to be strong when he encountered strong, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she immediately sacrificed the third and fourth magic weapon flying needles again.

The four flying needles formed a simple but mysterious and powerful formation, which instantly surrounded Ye Feng's sword light. Ye Feng's sword light rushed left and right in the formation, but could not break through, as if it was an angry dragon, constantly making loud sounds of sword chanting.

"Hey, why can the head of the Ye family still use sword moves without interrupting it?"

Lin Qingxue and the spectators did not feel surprised at all. The flying needle formed a formation and attacked at the same time. Ye Feng's sword light was no longer weird if it was not surrounded. However, all the monks did not expect that although Ye Feng's sword light was trapped in the flying needle's formation, his sword moves were still continuous, and his power was even much stronger than before.

"Look at you keep going"

Lin Qingxue couldn't help but get angry. She opened her mouth again and emitted three flying needles. The seven flying needles flashed with light. There was a distance between them, but it seemed to be connected into a piece. In an instant, it formed a seven-star-shaped needle array that was constantly changing, attacking and defending each other, and was extremely mysterious.

"Fairy Lin Qingxue is annoyed. It is rumored that she has a total of nine flying needles, and rarely all of them are used. The stronger the opponent, the more they are. Before, she faced masters of the same level, but only six were sold at most. Now she has sacrificed seven of them against the head of the Ye family. The head of the Ye family is in trouble now. I am afraid that he will be knocked away by Lin Qingxue by the ancient treasure flying sword like the flying sword that knocked He Song away before." The cultivators were shocked and gloated.

As East China Sea monks, they obviously did not know the ancient sword in Ye Feng's hand, otherwise they would definitely suspect that the head of the Ye family was Ye Feng. It was because Ye Feng realized this that he would use the ancient Xuanjin sword without any worries.

After all, there are not many Middle-earth monks who have truly seen the Xuanjin Ancient Sword, and there are even fewer monks in the East China Sea. There are also many monks who know that the Xuanjin Ancient Sword has been obtained by Ye Feng.

"The head of the family must support it"

At this time, although the Ye family cultivators believed in Ye Feng, they still couldn't help but worry. The masters on the referee's table were all shining and looked at the competition without blinking. They were obviously very curious about what methods Ye Feng had.

On the ring, Lin Qingxue saw that Ye Feng's ancient sword's light became dimmer and dimmed, and finally felt much happier. She smiled proudly and said: "You can't take back the ancient treasure flying sword, unless you admit defeat immediately."

"You said you can't take it back, so you can't take it back? Break it for me?"

Ye Feng's eyes turned cold, he shouted coldly, and pinched the sword technique with both hands, and pure spiritual power penetrated into the sword body of the ancient sword. The spiritual array in the ancient sword started to run wildly. The ancient sword immediately emitted a loud sword sound and dazzling black light, and a violent shock, instantly turned into a more rapid light, stabbing towards the seven-star needle array like lightning.

Seeing this, Lin Qingxue immediately guessed Ye Feng’s thoughts, but was not nervous. She even sneered: “The head of the Ye family actually wanted to use tricks to break my seven-star needle formation. It is indeed a bit of knowledge, but it is a fantasy that my seven-star needle formation has been studied for many years. If it is not a formation master or a swordsman, how can it be successfully cracked?”

Ding, Ding, Ding

The light kept exploding, and the rapid impact sound came through. The originally impeccable seven-star needle array was successfully cracked by Ye Feng's sword light that should have dissipated. The seven flying needles were instantly chaotic, and their power was greatly weakened. It was even better not to set up the formation.

"How is this possible? The head of the Ye family must be very lucky. The chaotic assassination happened to stab the needle hole of the Seven-Star Spirit Array. Otherwise, he would be a master of body refining, a genius of cultivation, or a master of swordsmanship and formations. This would be too terrifying." Lin Qingxue was completely shocked.

The audience cultivators and the masters of the referee seat also showed incredible expressions. They never expected Ye Feng to reverse the situation so quickly.

"The head of the family is mighty"

The Ye family cultivators completely ignored the demeanor of the monks and all cheered loudly.

"It's just luck, I don't believe that you can break it again after you have such good luck."

After all, Lin Qingxue was not an idiot. She instantly recovered her calmness. She pointed her jade hand in the air and stabilized seven flying needles in an instant. Then, at an incredible speed, she once again formed a seven-star formation to trap Ye Feng's sword light.

"It seems that I'm very lucky this time." Ye Feng smiled slightly. Before Lin Qingxue finished speaking, the sword light dispersed the newly formed seven-star needle array again.

Lin Qingxue was slightly stunned, still disbelieving it. She set up the formation again, but was easily cracked by Ye Feng again. Only then did she finally believe that Ye Feng was not lucky, but was truly proficient in the formation.

The audience cultivators also thought that Ye Feng was a versatile genius who was proficient in formations, but they didn't know that Ye Feng was not a master of formations, but they were more familiar with the Seven-Star Formation.

The Seven Star Formation is a formation developed by many ancient powerful monks and developed based on the seven stars in the sky, with extremely huge power.

However, the real formation is too profound and difficult for ordinary monks to master, so many simplified versions have been found, and it has gradually become one of the more common formations in the cultivation world. Many monks can set up seven-star formations, which can be used as sword formations, sword formations, stone formations, mountain formations, etc.

However, the formations set up by most monks are not very powerful. Only monks who have truly studied them for many years and are talented in formation can create truly mysterious spiritual formations.

Although Lin Qingxue is far inferior to the real formation master, among the same level cultivators, especially among young cultivators, he is an absolute seven-star formation master. With his magic weapon flying needles, the spiritual formation is even more rare to encounter opponents at the same level. Even high-level cultivators do not rely on brute force, they may not be able to break the formation.

Ye Feng has not specifically studied the formation. According to common sense, it is indeed impossible to break the seven-star formation casually. However, Ye Feng knew a seven-star step method that was created based on the changes of the seven-star formation and had great similarities with the seven-star formation. He often comprehended and used it, and had quite some experience, so he could see the flaws of the seven-star needle formation arranged by Lin Qingxue.

Ye Feng was not sure at first whether this flaw was a flaw or not, nor was he sure that the attack could break the formation by breaking the flaw. At the beginning, he didn't even see where the flaw was, so he trapped the sword light. In the end, with a try attitude, it was indeed successful, and it was tried and tried again and again.

Of course, if Lin Qingxue's formation is more advanced, or Ye Feng's eyesight and courage are worse, and he cannot observe calmly, the sword light cannot break the seven-star spiritual formation, so to a certain extent, Lin Qingxue said it well, Ye Feng is indeed very lucky.

"I can defeat you without the formation."

Seeing this, Lin Qingxue simply stopped placing any formations. She simply turned the seven flying needles into a line and killed herself at Ye Feng himself.

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed. He knew that this time Lin Qingxue did not intend to break his sword technique and knock out his ancient ancient sword, but planned to defeat him directly. In this way, no matter how mysterious his sword technique could not resist Lin Qingxue's flying needles, it would be useless.

After all, Lin Qingxue's heaviest speed is much faster than his flying sword. Lin Qingxue is not entangled with his sword light now, and directly attacks him by directing the flying sword. He will definitely be able to kill Lin Qingxue before his sword light kills Lin Qingxue.

Even if the speed of the sword light can be matched with the flying needle, it is not Ye Feng's way of fighting. The reason is very simple, it is just a competition, not a life-and-death duel.

"Then come on"

Ye Feng has to admit that the easiest method is often the most effective. Lin Qingxue does not use any formation, and it depends entirely on magic weapons and cultivation, which can indeed seriously threaten him. However, Ye Feng is definitely not a person who gives up easily. His goal is to be the top ten of this Qianlong Conference, or even the first place. How can he lose to Lin Qingxue first?

When Ye Feng faced the flying needle, his divine thoughts moved slightly, and the ancient Xuanjin sword immediately became several feet long and blocked it horizontally. Although the flying needle was sharp, it obviously could not penetrate the sword body, so the attack was successfully blocked by Ye Feng.

However, Ye Feng was not feeling well. The spiritual consciousness in his sword was almost dispersed, and his body also suffered a huge countershock force. He was knocked out with the man and the sword, and hit the restriction on the edge of the ring heavily.

If Ye Feng had not had his high level of physical training, he would have been severely injured and lost his combat ability, so he would have lost this competition.

Ye Feng knew that he could not give Lin Qingxue a chance to take action again. Lin Qingxue's flying needle was so sharp that if he could bypass the ancient Xuanjin sword with his speed, neither his heavenly defensive magic weapon, armor, or Ziyang's true body, he would not be able to withstand the flying needle magic weapon that was known for its sharp and rapid speed.

So, Ye Feng's spiritual thoughts moved slightly during the flight and retreat, and the storage ring shone with light, and the ghostly spirited heavenly soul gathering banner appeared in his hand.

"Be careful"

Ye Feng gently shook the soul gathering banner in his hand, and a large amount of rich, black evil spirit aura immediately surged out from the soul gathering banner like a tide, covering the entire arena in an instant.

The cultivators were all shocked. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng had such magical magic weapon, and the quality seemed to be very high. They all exclaimed and discussed, and at the same time they were blocked from their sight. They could not see clearly the situation on the ring. Lin Qingxue on the ring immediately felt like night was coming, and she could not see where Ye Feng was, so she naturally lost the target of attack.
Chapter completed!