Heavenly God Mnemonic

Chen Ting stunned: "That's...what's going on?"

Qing Buli took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and said, "Yang Qingxuan's martial soul is very likely to be beyond the monarch level!"

At this moment, everyone's complexion changed.

Although those students didn't understand what the suppression of martial arts was, but they knew the terrifyingness of the martial arts of the king, and they had to surpass the martial arts of the king. What was that concept? !

Ding Yuan was also a little lost, staring blankly at Yang Qingxuan holding the big sword, approaching Ye Mingchuan step by step.

In the distance, You Ye didn't hear the conversation of many elders, her eyes condensed, and said: "Wu Qiyue became nervous. It seems that Yang Qingxuan's move is very powerful, and it may even be the key to victory."

Fu Zhuo looked at Wu Qiyue, then at Yang Qingxuan, and said in a daze, "This...how is this possible? Why does Ye Mingchuan's martial arts seem to be shrinking?"

You Ye frowned and said, "I don't know, Yang Qingxuan is full of weirdness and mystery. You can see clearly with your eyes wide open!"

In a corner of the crowd, Wen Wen and Jingjing held each other's hands and stood on their feet to watch. They were cold sweat in their hands, mixed together, and became slimy.

At this moment, Yang Qingxuan's eyes were as clear as water. Under the thunder, all realms were empty, without any distracting thoughts.

Only what Wu Qiyue had said in his mind:

"The spirit of martial arts is roughly divided into four major levels: emperor, king, monarch, and fan. In this world, there are some existences that surpass the imperial rank, which are called'the most powerful martial spirits.'"

"For nearly a thousand years, there have been ten strongest martial arts souls that have been active in the star field, and one of them is your'Tai Xuan Sword Tomb'."

"What is the strongest martial arts soul? One who has one of them can control the situation with one palm, kill the universe with one finger, calm the mountains and rivers with one thought, and move the mountains and fill the sea with one hand, and change the world."

"As long as you release the martial intent of the Supreme Profound Sword Tomb in case, you can crush Ye Mingchuan's gold and jade. I will teach you how to release the martial intent now."

"Your savvy is very good, but three hours are too short, but this bit of martial arts coercion is enough, and it is not something that scumbag can bear."

During the three hours with Wu Qiyue, she first took a pill to heal her injuries, and broke directly into the middle stage of Zhenwu.

For the rest of the time, I was practicing this method of releasing the coercion of martial intent. After all, his cultivation was limited, and he could only release the martial intent of the Supreme Profound Sword Tomb in case.

But this is enough!

After a few steps, Yang Qingxuan walked to Ye Mingchuan and raised his sword to cut it down.

Ye Mingchuan was already looking silly, he was completely dumbfounded, he didn't know why his martial spirit would fail, and seeing that sword was cut down, he was helpless.

"Ming Chuan! That was the suppression of martial arts, your martial arts was suppressed, don't be silly, your cultivation is still there, you are a powerful person in the true martial realm!"

Ye Tao in the audience heard the conversation of Qing Buli and others, and a storm was set off in his heart. He naturally understood what that martial soul surpassing the noble class meant, and he began to regret in his heart, regretting being an enemy of such a genius.

When I was struggling, I saw my son standing stupidly by the sword and couldn't help shouting.

When Ye Mingchuan heard it, he immediately woke up and hurriedly poured his true essence into his palm, slapped the sword with one stroke, and shook it.

"Boom!"

Both of them were shocked, Yang Qingxuan's sword was slashed, and Ye Mingchuan took advantage of the momentum to retreat and quickly fled.

Yang Qingxuan immediately chased up and slashed with his sword.

Although Ye Mingchuan had a Dzogchen cultivation base, his spirit was suppressed and his heart fell. He didn't dare to hold on. He could only dodge around. In the end, he was forced by the sword to have nowhere to go. He gritted his teeth and fought his cultivation. Set the boxing technique, hit the big sword, and start a close fight.

The fist light did not lose the wind against the sword qi, and it was a draw. Ye Mingchuan was relieved, and gradually stabilized, so as not to be as embarrassed as before.

Under the ring, Lu Jiangpeng said angrily: "Ye Tao, you actually came to give instructions. This kind of cheating has already violated the regulations. Ye Mingchuan should be sentenced to lose and be executed directly!"

The rest of the people were also full of anger. If Ye Tao didn’t say anything just now, Ye Mingchuan would have been hacked to death by Yang Qingxuan in a panic, but now it has gradually stabilized. I don’t know what the battle will be. time.

Ye Tao's face blushed and he knew what was wrong, but he couldn't let his son die. He argued: "Hmph, I just talked, don't you guys keep talking? Who knows if you are right? Through deliberate conversation, I'm here to point Yang Qingxuan."

Lu Jiangpeng was furious, walked over, and said coldly, "What did you say?"

Ye Tao's expression changed drastically, he hurriedly backed away, and yelled, "I didn't violate the rules. You can also give pointers. I didn't say that people outside the court can't give pointers!"

Wu Qiyue suddenly said, "Yang Qingxuan, his palms are inextricably linked internally and externally. They can be offensive and defensive, and they are integrated, but the flaw lies in the upper body. You can cut his Taiyuan acupoint."

Ye Mingchuan's face suddenly changed when he heard this. There were indeed flaws in his boxing technique, but ordinary people couldn't see it at all. How could this little Nizi know?

But seeing Yang Qingxuan cut with a sword, he immediately frightened in a cold sweat, and hurriedly retracted his fist to protect the Taiyuan point on his body.

Unexpectedly, that sword was a false move. The sword shot in the air and directly stab him to the right side.

Ye Mingchuan was shocked and dodged in a hurry, but the sword was too fast to avoid it completely. He was cut into his right arm by the sword aura, and shot out with a bright red.

Ye Mingchuan was in pain, hurriedly backed away, and said angrily: "You...you are imagining...!"

Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "Are you stupid and blamed for others?"

Wu Qiyue also "chuckled" and said, "As expected, he is the man I like. IQ is really not generally high. If you just stabbed him at Taiyuan acupoint, I would look down on you."

After saying this, she suddenly felt something wrong, her cheeks turned red, she was so shy, all the students around her were stunned.

Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "Please continue."

"Ok."

Wu Qiyue calmed down and said, "You hurt his right shoulder, so the right side of his fist must be weak. Attack on the right and then cut his right shoulder."

"it is good!"

Yang Qingxuan raised his sword, and stabs like the wind, as fast as lightning strikes his right shoulder.

Ye Mingchuan was furious, and shouted: "Don't want to play tricks!" A punch came over.

Yang Qingxuan's sword power flicked, separated in the air, and more than a dozen afterimages were transformed, and they stabbed them one after another, shouting: "My young master is going to stab your right shoulder!"

Ye Mingchuan's pupils shrank, and he grinned and said, "Do you think I will be fooled? Childish!" He folded his hands in front of him, turned into palms and pushed out from both sides, actually protecting his left and right shoulders inside.

"call!"

With the palm of the wind, those afterimages disappeared one after another. Yang Qingxuan's sword didn't cut his right shoulder nor his left shoulder, but a sword slashed straight down and cut him down!

"Hey!"

Ye Mingchuan only felt that his little brother was cold, and he was so scared that he was so scared!