Elder Yi rushed towards Yunfeng like a crazy beast, but the Yunfeng now was definitely not the Yunfeng who had just joined the Sword Emperor a year ago.
Without the speed of a strong Sword Lord, Yunfeng would be It's not even a threat.
"Swish, swish, swish", several sword shadows shrouded Yunfeng's head.
The swordsmanship of this "Goshawk Sect" is considered to be excellent, full of power but not boring.
"Broken Sword Style" Yunfeng roared, and You Longjian took the initiative to block Elder Yi's long sword.
This "Broken Sword Style" was also the most powerful and practical move among the "Ten Defending Moves" he had learned.
No matter how fast the opponent's moves are and how many shadows there are, there is only one main character, and this "Broken Sword Style" can block the opponent's weapons from six directions: "up, down, front, left, and right".
"Dang" Elder Yi's figure stumbled and retreated backwards.
Everyone in the audience was also stunned.
This young man actually ignored the many sword shadows drawn by the opponent's long sword and used all his strength to seal one of the opponent's sword shadows with one move.
Although everyone knows that all phantoms are caused by the energy condensed by the weapons in the warrior's hands quickly, but who in the world has the confidence to hit one of the opponent's numerous sword shadows with all his strength.
Elder Yi's figure was shaken nearly two feet away by Yun Feng's sword, and he finally regained his balance.
Seeing him looking at Yun Feng in horror, Elder Yi's heart was already trembling slightly.
Now he finally understood how terrifying Yunfeng's strength was, but unfortunately, he seemed to understand it too late.
"Little brother, what a skill, I've given up," Elder Yi said helplessly as he looked at Yunfeng.
"Then are you going to kill yourself to apologize, or should I do it myself?"
Yunfeng stared at Elder Yi with no expression on his face and said coldly.
"Little brother, you really want to kill them all," Elder Yi said fiercely.
Since joining the Goshawk Sect when he was young, he has been promoted from an ordinary disciple to one of the nine elders after years of hard work.
Everything went smoothly for decades, and all his disciples treated him respectfully, but he never expected that today he would be forced to this extent by a young man in front of so many people.
Although Elder Yi always looked like he was aloof when he spoke, the slightly trembling corners of his mouth showed all the fear in his heart.
"You can only blame yourself.
You shouldn't threaten me with my family members, because my family members are more important than my life."
Yun Feng said coldly, and slowly approached Elder Yi step by step.
Go.
The tip of the Wandering Dragon Sword in his hand dragged on the floor of the Purple Star Terrace, making a harsh friction sound.
To Elder Yi's ears, this friction sound was like the talisman from hell.
"Even if you die, I will make you pay a heavy price."
Elder Yi roared, and he saw his right foot kicking a corpse under him towards Yunfeng with all his strength.
At the same time, his left thumb suddenly kicked hard Pressing, a dark brown round in his hand simply shot out dozens of three-meter steel needles, flying towards Yunfeng's chest at extremely high speed.
The moment the steel needle shot towards Yunfeng, Yunfeng's figure in front of Elder Yi suddenly became somewhat transparent and dim.
"What a powerful hidden weapon."
Just when Elder Yi thought that Yun Feng was bound to die, a sinister voice sounded behind Elder Yi.
"Uh, you, you, how could you escape?
It's impossible."
Elder Yi turned around suddenly, stared at the young man in front of him in disbelief, and shouted tremblingly.
The hidden weapon in his hand was accidentally obtained in a cave many years ago when he went into the mountains to practice.
According to the letter from the senior who left this thing, once this "soul barrel" comes out, it will be the sword master.
No one dared to face him head-on, and there were countless masters who had died under Elder Yi's "Soul Canister" in the past few decades.
But today, this trustworthy old partner who has been with Elder Yi for more than twenty years failed to bring him good luck again.
"Die!"
Just when Elder Yi wanted to activate the hidden weapon again, Yunfeng's long sword had already slashed down from the bottom.
The fiery red Dragon Sword mixed with the domineering fire attribute xg sword element energy was struck by Elder Yi's Before the hidden weapon came out again, it had already struck him hard on the top of his head.
"Cracking" continuous bone-crushing sounds came from Elder Yi's body.
Elder Yi's slender body was instantly cut into a pile of minced meat by Yunfeng's Wandering Dragon Sword.
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Several seats in the front row of the "Purple Star Terrace" People with slightly weaker concentration also look like they are vomiting.
"Dang" Yunfeng flipped it casually and inserted the Youlong Sword heavily on the ground of the high platform.
He only saw his eyes closing slightly, and then he secretly ran the skills to adjust his breath quickly.
Even though he has perfected the Phantom Divine Trace movement technique, more than half of Elder Yi's hidden weapons just now hit him solidly.
If it weren't for the "Dark Steel Silk Armor" and the Four-Head Magic Technique, Using the "condensation method" of sword energy to protect himself, Yunfeng is probably the one who will die today.
But despite this, the sharp steel needle emitted by the hidden weapon still shattered Yunfeng's sternum.
After a long time, Yunfeng slowly opened his eyes.
Yunfeng clenched his steel teeth and bent down to pick up Elder Yi's space ring and the small black iron cylinder next to his body.
The shape of the iron cylinder was similar to the flashlight Yunfeng had seen before.
There were dozens of small holes on the front of the iron cylinder.
There is a protruding slot in the middle of the iron cylinder.
Yunfeng guessed that this was the mechanism control of the hidden weapon.
On the body of the iron cylinder, three large characters are neatly carved, "Soul Cylinder".
"What a domineering name, what a domineering "soul-destroying barrel".
If you use this barrel to hurt the enemy in the dark, even the strongest swordsman will not dare to face its sharp edge."
Yunfeng murmured to himself.
He was not polite and directly put Elder Yi's ring on the finger of his left hand, and casually threw the "Soul Cylinder" into the space ring.
Yunfeng turned around and stared at the only remaining member of the Goshawk Sect on the high platform.
The warrior with a broken arm said loudly: "Do you know why you are still alive?"
"You want me to take a message back to the Goshawks," the man replied.
"That's right, because your leader has the right to know why his elders and masters in the gang died.
If he still wants revenge, let him come to me directly.
If he died at the hands of your Goshawk faction , I can only blame myself for learning the art No, I consider myself unlucky.
But if he attacks my sect and one of my sect is killed, I will let you and Cang Ying send hundreds of people to take care of him.
If I, Yunfeng, can't do it, I will have such a pillar."
Yunfeng stared at the other party and said loudly and fiercely.
The sound of clouds and winds echoed around the Purple Star Platform and could not dissipate for a long time.
The warriors in the audience heard it clearly, and they understood in their hearts that what the young man said was meant not only for the people of the Goshawk Sect, but also for people like them who had ulterior motives.
"Broken" Yunfeng suddenly let out a roar, and saw Yunfeng's right foot stamping on the ground with all his strength.
His figure standing on the "Purple Star Platform" instantly transformed into four phantoms, and he moved with all his strength at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
He rushed towards the four pillars at the corner of the "Purple Star Terrace".
"boom" "boom"
"boom" "boom" Four voids flashed across the high platform quickly.
The four large stone pillars at the four corners of the Purple Star Platform were about five feet high and were embraced by two adults.
They were separated by less than a few breaths.
He cut the thick Youlong Sword in half and fell heavily on the Purple Star Platform.
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk" The people in the audience, even the powerful Sword Master among them, took a breath of cold air, and their palms were already sweating.
This Purple Star Tower is nearly ten feet long and wide, and this young man is actually counting several In just one breath, he destroyed the four pillars in the corner at the same time.
This requires so much movement and so much speed with the sword.
"Brother, can you do it well?"
Xuanyuan Yudie stared at Yunfeng on the stage and asked softly.
"Even if I can do it, I can't do it as cleanly and beautifully as this kid.
I really hope that this kid can step into the rank of Sword Master as soon as possible.
Then I will come to the door in person to fight with him.
I think it will definitely be very satisfying."
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Xuanyuan Qisha looked at the stage Yunfeng said excitedly, just with his body skills and the speed of his sword, Xuanyuan Qisha had already regarded this young man as one of his few opponents.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that the black-faced god of the Xuanyuan family would sometimes admire others," Xuanyuan Yudie said with a smile.
Xuanyuan Qisha rolled his eyes at his little sister, looked at the stage, and said no more.
"You can leave now and take my words back to the Goshawk Sect."
Yunfeng stared at the amputated warrior with a broken arm and said coldly.
After hearing Yun Feng's words, the remaining warrior from the Goshawk Sect quickly descended from the Purple Star Platform with his left hand clasped tightly on his right arm without making any pause
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