Chapter 1241 Ximen Yan's Stunning Beauty

"Oh my god, ten Ximen Yan!"

"Ximen Yan, you are worthy of being the leader of the three sects. You can actually create ten versions of yourself. What kind of martial arts is she practicing?"

"..."

A burst of exclamations suddenly rang out around the square, and each one was so shocked that it was hard to describe.

They knew that Ximen Yan was very strong, but they didn't expect that she would be so strong now.

The disciples of the Demon Sect and the Earth Sect were shocked and happy. Ximen Yan was so strong that it was unlikely that the disciple of the Heaven Sect would defeat her.

In the center of the square.

Facing the siege of ten Ximen Yan, Qin Yi was also slightly stunned. This phenomenon had been encountered in the past when he was in the Yulan Continent. At that time, Ye Ling'er and her brother and sister could do this. It was the combination of weapons and martial arts, plus their own speed, and the effect formed.

Among the ten Ximen Yan, five were real, and the other five were Ximen Yan's shadows.

Kill!

Ten Ximen Yans suddenly shuttled back and forth, turning into ten purple afterimages, dazzling people.

Qin Yi stood quietly with his spear in hand, slowly closed his eyes, and enveloped the ten Ximen Yans with his powerful spiritual perception, carefully feeling the shuttle trajectory of the ten Ximen Yans.

At this moment, there were only ten Ximen Yans in his world, and nothing else.

Suddenly.

Ten Ximen Yans, all holding swords, stabbed fiercely at the boy who seemed to have been petrified, and each long sword stabbed the boy's vitals.

Suddenly, there was a sword beam intertwined here, and ten purple sword beams, like ten purple lightning, pierced people unable to open their eyes.

In fact, the reason why Qin Yi closed his eyes was, first, to better feel the trajectory of the ten Ximen Yans' attacks.

Second, it was to avoid the interference of the people watching the battle around and the sword beams, so that he could fight more attentively.

Liuyun Jue!

Feeling the ten purple swords stabbing at him at high speed, Qin Yi suddenly activated the "Liuyun Jue" technique. In an instant, his figure became extremely strange, like a wisp of green smoke, floating in the interweaving of ten purple swords.

Ten Ximen Yan, such an attack is too terrifying. If he were to fight head-on, he would be crushed by ten purple swords in an instant.

Therefore, Qin Yi had no choice but to use the "Liuyun Jue", an extremely soft imperial martial art, to avoid the attacks of ten Ximen Yan.

"This young man actually avoided the simultaneous attacks of ten Ximen Yans, what a brilliant body movement!"

The people watching the battle around exclaimed, and they all blinked their eyes hard, thinking that they were dazzled.

"This young man displayed the martial arts of the Imperial Dao. There is absolutely no such advanced body movement in the martial arts of the Sect Dao."

The great elder of the Tianzong, Yun Xianhe, was suddenly stunned, and his face showed a deep shock. He was a powerful emperor, so he could naturally see Qin Yi's martial arts level at a glance.

The other high-ranking members of the Tianzong were also shocked to the extreme. How could a young man who had not even broken through the eighth level of the Sect Dao learn the martial arts of the Imperial Dao?

For a moment, Qin Yi became more and more mysterious in their eyes.

In the center of the square, the fierce battle continued.

The ten Ximen Yans were still shuttling back and forth, like a group of immortals dancing together, with beautiful and intoxicating figures. However, in this beautiful picture, there were millions of murderous intentions. If a general cultivator below the ninth level of the Sect Dao entered it, he would be crushed to pieces in an instant.

Qin Yi's eyes were always tightly closed, and his powerful spiritual power perception clearly sensed all the trajectories of each Ximen Yan.

Tsk! Tsk!

Suddenly, two afterimages suddenly burst out from behind Qin Yi, at an indescribable speed. In the blink of an eye, two sharp purple swords touched Qin Yi's collar.

In a flash, Qin Yi suddenly became like a ghost, with a strange twist.

"Ding!"

The two purple swords were close to his waist, stabbed past, and the sword tips touched each other.

It was too thrilling.

Just a hair's breadth away, the two swords would have pierced Qin Yi through.

Although Qin Yi was able to fight against hundreds of water waves and ensure that he would not be attacked by surprise when he practiced "Liuyun Jue" in Yulan Continent in the past, the ten Ximen Yans in front of him were obviously much stronger than those white water waves.

Qin Yi just dodged these two afterimages, and in the blink of an eye, three more afterimages came stabbing fiercely in the shape of a "PIN" character. Qin Yi's lower body did not move, but his upper body was like a willow swaying in the wind, twisting strangely, and cleverly dodged the attack of the three afterimages.

Before he stopped, ten afterimages, like a blooming summer flower, were evenly arranged around him, and suddenly attacked wildly. Ten purple long swords formed a circle, with a bright purple light, as dazzling as a purple sun.

The majestic sword energy was raging wildly, as if it was going to tear this world apart directly.

Qin Yi's eyes were always closed, and he only used his spiritual power to perceive and capture all the attacks around him.

He brought the martial arts of "Liuyun Jue" to the extreme, and the whole person suddenly turned into a thin wisp of green smoke, floating out silently from between the two purple long swords.

Just as he was steadying his body, ten afterimages of Ximen Yan came swirling and bursting towards him like a tornado, and in the blink of an eye, surrounded him again.

Four purple sword beams flashed, and from four directions, they fiercely stabbed at Qin Yi. Qin Yi's figure was like a soft wave, twisted into several bends strangely.

Swish, swish, swish!

Four purple long swords were all close to his body and stabbed through.

Such a battle scene was really thrilling and weird to the extreme. At the beginning, there were occasional sounds of weapons colliding.

As time went by, there was no life at all. Only ten shadows of Ximen Yan were constantly shuttling back and forth, and Qin Yi was dodging like a ghost.

The entire huge square did not make a sound. Including Yun Xianhe and other high-level members of Tianzong, everyone held their breath and opened their eyes wide, not blinking, as if if they blinked, they would miss a wonderful scene and regret it for the rest of their lives.

Such a wonderful competition, they had never seen it before, even the high-level members of Tianzong had never seen it.

At this moment, everyone was shocked to the extreme. They could not imagine that Qin Yi, whose cultivation had not even broken through the eighth level of the sect, could actually resist the attacks of ten Ximen Yans.

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