At this time, Yao Ruoyu suddenly stepped into the field. Seeing him coming, Fan Difei and Li Huan both greeted him. Yao Ruoyu nodded slightly, came to the two and said, "Feizai, little madman, it's better to have a day than to choose a day, let's have a chance to compete?"

"Okay!" Fan Difei had just arrived at the Literary and Art Army. Although he had heard of Yao Ruoyu's rivalry with the Five Realms, he was not afraid because he had not seen it before. Li Huan was startled and said in surprise: "Brother Yao, have you not been in trouble for more than a year? Why did you suddenly feel interested?"

"Quietly, I think of moving..." I originally wanted to be arrogant, but Yao Ruoyu, who hadn't read much in recent years, couldn't think of any words at once, so he finally smiled bitterly, "Just kidding, I've recently encountered a bottleneck in the kendo. I want to see if I can fight with you to get inspiration."

Li Huan nodded immediately after hearing this, raised his left hand and almost tied his ponytail. Then his pretty face turned stern and raised his sword and said, "Brother Yao, please."

Fan Difei took a few steps back, picked up the military stent that had flew out before, and then grinned and said, "Start?"

Seeing this, Yao Ruoyu also took a few steps back and set a distance between them, and then said: "Start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of sword light exploded in front of him. The agile and ethereal sword light seemed to the left and right. After several twists, it had already swept in front of him. The Wushuang sword was as strong as fire, and it pierced directly at his left shoulder.

Clang! Yao Ruoyu thought about it, and the Hanhen Sword behind him suddenly came out of the sheath. In an instant, a cold light swept across, and a sword shadow rushed out faintly, capturing the trajectory of the Wushuang Sword with great accuracy, and suddenly slashed on the sword edge at the critical moment.

I thought I could kill Li Huan with one sword, but I didn't expect that after slashing horizontally, Li Huan just staggered, and then stabilized her body again. The sword light spread out and turned into a ball of agile illusion light swept over.

Frowning slightly, Yao Ruoyu pinched the sword technique with his left hand, and the Hanhen sword flew back and hit him with the fierce sword force. Because it was a competition, he suppressed the sword path at the level of the sword force. The flying sword came back, and the final sword force and the spiritual fantasy sword force were intertwined. The former was silent and the latter was agile, seemingly quiet and moving, but the two had twists appeared one after another.

As the sparks flew, the Hanhen Sword and the Wushuang Sword collided firmly, but Li Huan's body trembled and then rushed forward. In an instant, he bypassed the Hanhen Sword's blockade and swung the sword at Yao Ruoyu.

In desperation, Yao Ruoyu had to take a step back and let Wushuang sword go sideways, then clenched his fist with his right hand, and the sword force gathered and swept it. With the transformation of spiritual power, it condensed into a fist glove and covered it with a fierce blow.

Bang! Yao Ruoyu swung out a punch, which happened to collide with Li Huan's hilt that he had retracted in time. This time, Li Huan also just took half a step back and then smiled at Yao Ruoyu: "Brother Yao, I'm serious!" As soon as she finished speaking, she had already flashed, and she broke further down like lightning. Wushuang Sword also turned and stabbed directly under Yao Ruoyu's left ribs.

The sword came suddenly and was extremely fast again. In a hurry, Yao Ruoyu had to make a seal with his left hand, and a purple light shield transformed into a [Purple Soul Royal] to block the sword. However, the Wushuang Sword was a top-level divine sword. Li Huan used tens of strength again. The light shield that Yao Ruoyu had hastily condensed for only a moment and then broke in response.

At this moment, Yao Ruoyu had already retreated, but he retreated quickly, Li Huan advanced faster, and almost smashed the light shield, she flashed behind Yao Ruoyu again, and the tip of the sword swung out like a poisonous snake spitting out, forcing Yao Ruoyu to turn around and give in again.

With such a quick fight, Yao Ruoyu had been forced back by Li Huan for more than twenty feet, and he had not fought back at once. He was all dodging the stabbing of the Unparalleled Sword.

As a spiritual master, Yao Ruoyu was aware of the soul realm of swordsmanship, but he was not proficient in body skills and footwork. He had tried all the tricks just now. Fortunately, he seemed to have slowly adapted to the other party's level and gradually became less embarrassed than before.

Just as Yao Ruoyu was dealing with Li Huan's pursuit, a cold and stern sword suddenly rushed out behind him, and then Fan Difei, who had lurked behind him at some point, suddenly appeared. The thorn was shining with a sharp cold light, and sinisterly stabbed Yao Ruoyu's right shoulder.

Yao Ruoyu turned his back to Fan Difei, as if he hadn't realized it, but everyone around could see clearly and suddenly burst into screams. But the next moment, Yao Ruoyu, who was originally facing Li Huan, suddenly flashed and disappeared directly. The military spearheaded by Fan Difei also stabbed Li Huan later.

Fan Difei had already closed his strength and immediately stopped attacking. Then he looked to the side with a vigilant look. He saw Yao Ruoyu standing there, looking at him with a smile. He immediately smiled bitterly: "With Brother Yao, have you appeared long ago?"

Yao Ruoyu smiled, "I am a sword cultivator, the master of swordsmanship. It would be fine if you don't take action. Once you have the idea of ​​taking action, I will naturally feel it..." As he spoke, he had already looked at Li Huan. When he calmed down, he realized that the latter seemed a little strange. His originally bright smile had also been restrained for a few minutes, and he looked a little haggard.

Seeing him looking over, Li Huan curled his lips slightly, suddenly put away the Wushuang sword, and snorted: "No more fighting, Brother Yao, you are so despicable. You clearly said you want to comprehend the sword art, but you secretly use spiritual methods."

"Use the spiritual method secretly?" Yao Ruoyu felt confused. He was so tired that he could not die of evasion just because he had time to perform the spiritual method. But seeing Li Huan's expression was not like a fake.

Seeing his innocent face, Li Huan was also a little confused and frowned and said, "Didn't you use the spiritual method secretly?"

"No," Yao Ruoyu raised his eyebrows and said in confusion, "Why do you say that?"

Li Huan shook his head in confusion, his little face full of confusion: "I don't know why, the more I fight you, the more I feel the harder it is. It seems that my whole body of energy is being consumed violently, but even if I chase you and fight, the consumption should not be so great, so I thought you secretly used the spiritual method..."

Yang Renjie was interesting when he heard this, and suddenly lifted the Purple Thunder Sword and grinned, "You'll know if you try it, old demon, be careful!" As soon as he finished speaking, the guy actually exploded with lightning in his body and rushed forward.

Seeing this, Yao Ruoyu couldn't help but feel speechless. He held the hilt of Hanhen's sword and swung it. With a clang, he was shocked several feet by Yang Renjie's sword. Before he could stand firm, a huge sword force in front of him had already expanded, and then a purple thunder turned into a sword light and broke through the air and slashed.

"Damn!" Yao Ruoyu, who couldn't help but curse, quickly used his spiritual power and followed the "Secret Sword in the Heart" several times. A sword light immediately transformed from the Hanhen Sword, and he controlled it and flew upwards towards the purple thunder sword.

With a slash, Yang Renjie's aura rose several times. Thunder lightning burst out all over his body, turning into purple thunders gathered in the blade, and then slashed hard. In an instant, the lightning broke through the air, and the purple thunder roared out like a thunder dragon.

Crazy Torch Martial Arts! The momentum of martial arts! This is... Crazy Torch Sword!

After retreating twice, Yao Ruoyu's face also condensed, and his spiritual power was circulating. The sword force in the sky suddenly gathered, and a silence that was so quiet that it was suffocating suddenly spread throughout the audience. Although the crazy sword in front of him was violent and violent, it just touched the sword force and disappeared quietly like a mud bull entering the sea.

Yao Ruoyu, who had regained his advantage in the qi machine, held the sword in his hand and stared at the sword light. The spiritual power in the spiritual spring evaporated like a volcanic explosion. The closed sword momentum changed, and the cold scar's sword edge drew an arc, and then simply raised it with a simple blow, fighting fiercely with the attacking purple thunder.

In an instant, it was like thunder in the sky hitting the earth's fire. The ground within a few miles was shaking. The sword lightning thunder exploded one after another, causing chaos in the surrounding spiritual energy. Then countless energy splashed everywhere, scaring the audience to avoid it.

"I'll go, it seems yes..." Yang Renjie, who almost angered Yao Ruoyu, widened his eyes and said in surprise, "Old demon, your sword art is a bit weird. I feel that my strength is indeed less! Well, not only my strength, but also my true energy is less."

Yao Ruoyu's eyes twitched slightly, and he suppressed his actions and gritted his teeth and said, "You will say it in advance next time, okay? If I hadn't reacted quickly and uselessly, Xiang Beibei might have become a widow now."

Seeing that Yang Renjie still didn't realize that the other party was on the verge of rioting, Jiang Siyu next to him shook his head slightly, signaling Xiang Beibei to go and pull Yang Renjie back, and slowly stepped up and said softly: "Brother Yao, I feel that your swordsmanship seems to be different from before."

"Well, I have changed my martial arts foundation." Because there are people around me at this moment, Yao Ruoyu did not hide it and explained.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and Fu Feng was even more surprised and said, "Why? Isn't the destruction sword good?"

"It's still a kendo, but it has been turned into an end," Yao Ruoyu explained the connection between the two, then frowned slightly, and said, "But I feel that after the change, it's not as powerful as before."

"Why? Isn't it good to weaken the enemy?" Fu Zan said curiously.

Frowning, Yao Ruoyu thought for a while, but shook his head: "I can't say it, I just feel that it's not as powerful as before."

"Actually, I feel that it is not as powerful as before," Li Huan thought for a while and said, "If it were the case before, even if Brother Yao only used the sword force, I would probably not be able to stop his three swords. The destructive power of destroying the sword path would be too strong."

At this time, Song Kai suddenly cut his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, saying, "Habit problem."

"What?" Everyone was stunned when they heard this. Li Yilin laughed and said, "Brother Kai, you, a spiritual master, are you going to get involved in the warriors' communication?"

Ignoring him, Song Kai said lightly: "You think the destruction sword art is powerful, it is nothing more than the destruction sword art being a violent type of direct attack, but the ending martial arts is a soft type like a frog boiled with warm water."

Hearing this, Yao Ruoyu suddenly realized that this was true. It was precisely because of the difference between the two that he always felt that ending martial arts was not as good as destroying swordsmanship.

Li Huan, who is also a sword cultivator, nodded slightly and analyzed: "If you deal with us or like people of the same level, destruction of the swordsmanship does have the upper hand, but if you encounter someone stronger than Brother Yao, you may end the soft-type offensive of martial arts."

"Can the old demon still practice two sword skills at the same time?" Yang Renjie muttered.

"Why do you need fellow practitioners?" Song Kai frowned, "Don't the ending martial arts include the destructive sword art?"

"But it is indeed not as powerful as before..." Before Ren Jiasheng finished speaking, Yao Ruoyu suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly. Everyone was stunned. He laughed wildly for a long time before slapping his forehead and murmured: "It's stupid, it's me stupid. Such a simple question. If Kaikai hadn't said it just now, I really didn't understand..."

Suddenly, the cold scar sword was raised, and Yao Ruoyu stared at the three-foot green edge in his hand. A little sharpness slowly appeared in his thin eyes, and murmured: "The end comes from my understanding of the eternal silence in the chaotic void. But silence is just a result. I still lack a process. Yes, destruction, killing, destruction, chaos... aren't all kinds of martial arts processes?"

As he murmured, his aura suddenly condensed several points, and there was still the silence as before, but at this moment, there was a little more sharpness inside that made people tremble.

The sword tip turned and pointed to Yuechi City in the distance. Yao Ruoyu's whole sword soul suddenly exploded, rushing into the sky like a volcano explosion. All the heaven and earth within a hundred feet turned into silence, but within this silence, there were endless violent thoughts, as if they were going to drag the whole world into eternal darkness.

With his sudden enlightenment, a strong wind suddenly emerged from all around him, and the mighty spiritual energy gathered over, and all of them sank into Yao Ruoyu's purple palace. After spiritual awareness, it was refined into drops of spiritual power and merged into the spiritual spring.

Yao Ruoyu arrived at the four realms to be perfect!
Chapter completed!