The Reborn Pill Emperor

Ye Bufan and Leng Yunfeng's tattered clothes and long hair were blown by the strong wind. Both of them ignored it and used all their strength to stimulate the inner strength in their bodies!    

Under everyone's expectant eyes, the green sword pillar finally collided with the five-colored sword light!    

With a loud bang, the entire Martial Arts Hall shook like an earthquake. The arena where the two of them were standing instantly turned into countless fragments, and after being swept away by the endless Qi waves, they scattered in all directions. After colliding with the wall of air created by the four Palace Lords, it bounced back. The Qi wall that couldn't be suppressed was sent flying into the sky, creating a huge hole on the roof of the Martial Arts Hall...    

Then, a clear cracking sound was heard by everyone's ears. Leng Yunfeng's emerald-green sword pillar broke into pieces. At the same time, the heavy sword in his hand also broke into pieces.    

Ye Bufan's five-colored sword light also became extremely dim, as if it would be extinguished at any moment! Even so, the five-colored sword light continued to charge towards Leng Yunfeng.    

Leng Yunfeng, who had used his secret skill twice, felt pain all over his body like needles. The last remaining inner strength in his body had been used up. His whole body was thrown into the air by the explosion. He could not control his body at all. He fell to the ground from a natural angle. He could not put up any defense at all!    

If he was really hit by that five-colored sword light, even if he was lucky enough to survive, he would fall into a state where he would not be able to take care of himself for the rest of his life.    

At this time, Ye Bufan was also swept into the air by that chaotic airwave. The inner strength in his Dantian was also squandered away until there was not much left! Ye Bufan, who was rolling in the air, quickly extracted the inner strength that was stored in all the important acupuncture points in his body. Endless inner strength flowed through the wide meridians and quickly gathered in his Dantian. Ye Bufan's body sank. He stabilized his body in the air and saw the five-colored sword light carrying layers of air waves rushing towards Leng Yunfeng. He wanted to go forward to save ___, but he was powerless.    

Just as the genius of Aoyun Sect was about to die, a wave of fluctuation suddenly appeared in the spatial zone. The Head Palace Master suddenly appeared beside Leng Yunfeng and supported him with one hand. With a wave of his sleeve, the five-colored sword light unleashed by Ye Bufan disappeared without a trace. The chaotic qi in the spatial zone returned to its calm state after this wave.    

Loong Potian, who was standing at the entrance of Martial Arts Hall, looked at the changes in the arena. A flash of light flashed across his eyes. After staring at Ye Bufan for a moment, he turned around and walked out of the arena.    

When the Head Palace Master appeared in the arena, Ye Bufan knew that he had already won this match. However, when he saw the First Technique of Wind Devil Sword Spell - Wind Breaking Technique - being easily broken by the Head Palace Master, he couldn't help but sigh. In front of the Sovereign at Spirit Stage, Ninth Rank of Qi Stage warriors were two totally different concepts.    

The Wind Devil Sword Spell was the most powerful sword technique in the Wind Devil Sword Technique. As for the previous sword techniques... However, Ye Bufan, who was only a Power Stage warrior just now, was unable to use the Wind Devil Sword Spell. So, he could only use one sword skill. With Ye Bufan's current Seventh Rank of Qi Stage cultivation base, he could only use the first two skills of the Wind Devil Sword Spell. Initially, he planned to use them in the finals to trick Loong Potian. However, Leng Yunfeng had used his secret skill twice without caring about his own losses. Ye Bufan had no choice but to use his trump card.    

In fact, although the gap between the Sovereign at Spirit Stage and the expert at Qi Stage was huge, it wasn't like what Ye Bufan had thought. First of all, the First Hall Master was a Fifth Rank of Spirit Stage Venerable. After the Wind Breaking Technique and the green light sword pillar canceled each other out, the First Hall Master was already an arrow at the end of its flight. That was why he was easily wiped out by the Head Palace Master. If it was a First Rank of Spirit Stage Venerable who was facing Ye Bufan's Wind Breaking Technique, he would be able to break it. However, he would never be as calm as the Head Palace Master.    

The Head Palace Master supported Leng Yunfeng to the ground. A strong surge of spiritual energy entered his body. Leng Yunfeng's pale face turned red, but he still looked very haggard.    

The four Palace Lords withdrew the wall of air, and the five Great Hall Masters returned to their seats in the middle of the stands in a flash. From beginning to end, the five Great Hall Masters did not say a single word!    

This was also the rule of the Aoyun Sect. If it was not necessary during the competition, the five Palace Masters would not say anything. All the problems would be handled by their disciples. Because of this, the disciples of the Aoyun Sect were very self-reliant.    

A ray of sunlight shot through the hole in the roof and into the Martial Arts Hall, shining on Ye Bufan's body. His messy clothes were covered with a layer of golden light. At this moment, Ye Bufan looked a little haggard. However, in the eyes of the disciples of the same sect, he was like a god stepping on the golden light as he descended into this world.    

Ye Bufan pointed his feet and jumped to Lee Zhile's side.    

"Good job, junior brother! The Blue Dragon Palace will depend on you and junior sister!" After a short period of recuperation, Lee Zhile's face had become much redder. Seeing Ye Bufan's victory, the melancholy of his loss had faded a lot.    

Following Lee Zhile's words, everyone's eyes turned to the second ring. Yunqing was in the middle of the battle with Third Palace Lord's first disciple, Hee Qingxuan.    

Third Palace Lord was famous for his weapon crafting. As his first disciple, Hee Qingxuan's heavy sword was obviously not an ordinary weapon. The heavy sword engraved with the attack Dao Rune had pushed Hee Qingxuan's Ninth Rank of Qi Stage inner strength to the limit.    

At this time, several cracks had already appeared on the blade of the cyan sword in Yunqing's hand. A heavy sword of the cyan sword level, according to Yunqing's wealth, was no different from a broken sword. But because it was given to her by Ye Bufan, the meaning was naturally different.    

After an intense collision, the two of them stood in a corner of the arena, preparing for the next exchange.    

Looking at the several rice-sized holes in the Azure Rainbow, Yunqing was slightly angry. This was the heavy sword that big brother Bufan gave her. She did not think that it would be destroyed just like that! Actually, if Yunqing did not intentionally protect the azure light sword in her hand, the heavy sword would have already been broken into two! Because of this, Yunqing was somewhat at a disadvantage.    

"Junior sister, although I don't know why, I can see that you value the heavy sword in your hands very much. Senior brother also doesn't take advantage of you, let's see who is stronger with empty hands!" With that said, Hee Qingxuan casually swung his hand, and the heavy sword flew out of the arena and stabbed into the ground. Without the scabbard, it seemed that he was not worried at all that he would abandon the sword. Yunqing would use the advantage of her weapon to deal with him.    

Yunqing nodded and smiled. She glanced at the stands and threw the azure beam several inches away. Her palm lightly tapped on the hilt of the sword and the azure beam flew straight towards Ye Bufan who was standing on the stands.    

The stands were filled with cheers. This was a kind of praise towards Hee Qingxuan's noble demeanor. Third Palace Lord who was standing on the stands also nodded with a smile on his face.    

Although Hee Qingxuan could use the weakness of Yunqing's sword protection to win, it would seem a little unfair. The Aoyun Sect's competition needed the most valuable result!    

He took the azure beam and looked at the gaps on it. Ye Bufan felt warm in his heart. He shook his head and sighed. "Silly girl!" With Ye Bufan's eyesight, how could he not see the meaning of Yunqing's sword protection? How could he not understand Yunqing's sword protection? Inadvertently, the softness in Ye Bufan's heart seemed to be gently stirred. His eyes He looked at Yunqing.    

Feeling Ye Bufan's tender gaze, Yunqing did not want to stay on the arena for a moment. She wanted to immediately fly to Ye Bufan's side and accompany him. She could just quietly look at him without saying a word.    

There was only one way to do this, and that was to end the battle as soon as possible.    

"I apologize for offending senior brother!" As soon as she finished speaking, Yunqing's entire body rose into the air, and her entire body's inner strength continuously poured into her arms. Her hands drew a strange trajectory in front of her chest, and it was extremely similar to the previous round of Thousand Severing Slashes!    

However, during the time she was with Ye Bufan, they had also discussed martial skills. Yunqing was very curious about Ye Bufan's idea of using him as a sword. She had once bothered Ye Bufan to give her a detailed introduction.    

Looking at the chaotic inner strength around Yunqing's body, Hee Qingxuan was shocked. That was the inner strength flow that could only appear when one used a sword skill. Yunqing did not have a heavy sword in her hand, so how could she use it? Time did not allow Hee Qingxuan to make a fuss, and he was puzzled. Hee Qingxuan's feet suddenly sank, and he sank into the ground for an inch. A golden barrier made of inner strength wrapped around Hee Qingxuan's entire body.    

After doing all of this, Hee Qingxuan crossed his arms and strangely drew an irregular circle.    

Illusion Oblivion Wave!    

Following Hee Qingxuan's loud shout, both palms were pushed out at the same time!    

A pair of huge hand seals appeared out of thin air, flickering with a dense golden light. It made it hard for people to look straight at it. The sound of wind and thunder came from the palm, as if it came from the nine heavens. When the palm print passed by, the surrounding air naturally split into two. All of them made way for the huge palm print, as if they were unable to dodge in time and were struck by the palm print. Even the air would be turned into dust by the palm!    

Before the palm print arrived, the strong wind arrived first! Yunqing who was in the air was blown by the strong wind to the point that her sleeves fluttered and her hair was blown away. She floated in the air and was indescribably moving.    

Thousand Severing Slash!    

Following Yunqing's soft shout, countless sword qi that was hard to see with the naked eye poured out from Yunqing's fingertips!    

It was invisible but it was real!    

The invisible sword qi carried with it a swoosh... Swoosh! The sound of the air being torn apart was heard as it flew towards the huge palm print unleashed by Hee Qingxuan!    

The sword Qi was like a palm that had just come into contact with a rock, and it was as if a stone had sunk into the ocean. There was no response at all. The wind that blew at her face became stronger and stronger. Yunqing even felt a strong pressure pressing down on her body.    

In the air, Yunqing's expression did not change as if she did not see the huge palm print. Her hands continued to draw a strange trajectory.    

Seeing that the huge palm print was about to hit Yunqing's body, many disciples were worried for Yunqing. There were even some female disciples who were so scared that their faces turned pale and cried out in shock...    

Ye Bufan's right hand that was holding the cyan light could not help but tighten again. He could not help but look at Meng Lingfeng who was standing in the middle of the stands. After getting a positive nod, he hurriedly shifted his gaze to the ring.    

Lee Zhile and the other senior brothers stood up from their seats. It was as if Yunqing wasn't the only one facing Hee Qingxuan's huge palm. Everyone also felt that they were in the same situation.