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Chapter 340 Ling Xiaodian! Knife Cut Thunder Method

At this time, even outside the arena.

All of the celestial talents who were watching could feel the terrifying power even in a trance.

Suddenly, Qiqi couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Hiss, it's the symbol of Ling Xiaozong, Ling Xiao Palace!"

"I didn't expect Ye Qing's Ling Xiaodian to have been refined to such a degree!!"

"I'm afraid this is about to go beyond the scope of spiritual weapons and reach the point of Half step Magic Treasures!"

"Horror! It's extremely terrifying!"

"Ye Qing's strength has already far exceeded my imagination!"

"That Zhang Feibai can't be saved! It's a pity that a genius is about to perish here!"

...

For a time, countless discussions sounded.

The faces of countless people were full of shock at Ye Qing.

Looking at Zhang Feibai, his eyes were full of pity.

They still feel suffocated outside the ring.

What's more, Zhang Feibai who faced Ye Qing directly!

The gap between the two is too big, there is no point of comparison.

Not only them, but even the Tianjiao on the Daxia Gold List showed a serious face.

Obviously, Ye Qing's strength has already surpassed their imagination.

Among them, a young man ranked fifteenth on the Great Xia Gold List had an extremely solemn face.

He is really the number one pride of Ling Xiaozong.

Compared with Ye Qing's current Ling Xiaodian, it is only a little worse.

If you wait a little longer, maybe you will catch up.

The arena watched the reaction of the Tianjiao.

Whether it's Zhang Feibai or Ye Qing.

I don't know, and I don't care.

At this moment, the only thought in their hearts was to kill each other.

Zhang Feibai's ability to kill Tianpeng in the Half-step Spiritual Wonderland is enough to show that his strength cannot be underestimated.

so……

As soon as Ye Qing made a move, he definitely didn't have the slightest intention to hold back.

"Ling Xiao Zidian!"

"Die!"

With a sharp shout, Ye Qing immediately flew into the air.

All the Spirit Power in the whole body is poured into the Ling Xiao Temple.

The artistic conception of thunder at the peak of the ninth floor quickly condensed.

Suddenly, a huge purple eye was revealed.

Countless extremely terrifying thunder and lightning entrenched in the depths of the eyes.

The aura of destroying everything immediately filled the air.

"Hiss, it's that low-grade heavenly spell, Ling Xiao Zidian!"

"There are rumors that Ye Qing has trained Ling Xiaozidian to the point of Xiaocheng, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

"If this strike continues, Zhang Feibai may be wiped out!"

Outside the arena, when they saw this strike, there was another burst of exclamation.

Facing such a terrifying Lei Fa, Zhang Feibai's face remained calm.

There was no trace of fear in my heart.

"Is it God's punishment?"

He muttered something in a low voice, and then his eyes focused.

A bright aura also burst out from Zhang Feibai's body.

The mighty and pure Spirit Power is running fast.

The long knife Qiushui beside him suddenly burst into a blazing brilliance.

No matter how terrifying the enemy is!

He only needs to kill him with one blow!

If you don't die, then strike again!

Buzz!

Accompanied by a humming sound.

The blade intent at the peak of the ninth floor quickly condensed.

In an instant, the autumn water turned into a huge cold pool.

There are countless ripples on the surface of the cold pool, like countless dense sharp blades, which makes people shudder at a glance.

"Eight Desolation Returning to Yuan Slash · Fragmentation!"

A flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes, and Zhang Feibai slashed without hesitation.

This knife exudes an unparalleled sharpness.

It's as if even the gods can be cut down.

Pooh!

Countless air was cut open in an instant.

The entire space on the arena couldn't help but let out a groan.

Ye Qing on the opposite side had an expression of determination to win.

Sensing the power of the long knife, his face suddenly changed involuntarily.

Just wait for him to react.

The two terrifying forces collided suddenly.

The domineering and fierce saber intent suddenly spewed out like a spring.

The artistic conception of thunder that destroys everything is not to be outdone.

erupted directly.

Boom!

In an instant, a loud bang erupted.

The terrifying movement was like the god is angry.

In an instant, an incomparably terrifying shock wave swept out.

The air was emptied in an instant, and the surrounding space trembled.

Even the Restrictions around the ring were shaking.

The arena under his feet cracked in an instant.

A layer on the surface is directly turned into powder.

clank!

The terrifying sound of knives sounded.

The huge eyes filled with lightning were cut open in an instant.

The indestructible and huge Ling Xiao Temple suddenly trembled violently.

He was cut back abruptly.

Together with Ye Qing's body, they all retreated nearly a thousand meters backward.

"A Saber Technique of the lower rank?! This is impossible!!"

He stabilized his figure with an extremely ugly expression.

With that blow just now, he was actually... a bit inferior.

It is also the power of 90% peak artistic conception.

Zhang Feibai's sword intent was much stronger than Ye Qing's thunderous artistic conception.

It completely bridged the gap between the Cultivation Base and the spirit weapon.

How can this not make him feel extremely shocked!

"Hmph, don't think that you can leave here alive after you have comprehended 90% of the peak sword intent!"

"Today is your death day!!"

Steady his mind, Ye Qing remained expressionless.

Immediately, the Spirit Power in the whole body began to run crazily.

On the surface of Ling Xiaodian, countless thunderbolts were all over the place.

At the next moment, Ye Qing flew over Ling Xiaodian.

There was a burst of dazzling thunder, and the body suddenly swelled up.

From afar, it looks like the god of thunder descending.

But at this moment, Ye Qing's aura became even more terrifying.

That is impressively... the artistic conception of thunder at the Xiaoyuan level.

Seeing this scene.

Outside the arena, a group of onlookers suddenly burst into exclamation again.

"Hiss, the artistic conception of thunder at the small perfect level!"

"I didn't expect Ye Qing to comprehend the artistic conception of thunder at the Xiaoyuan level!"

"It's no wonder he is full of confidence this time. With such terrifying strength, let alone the top 40 on the Great Xia Gold List, even the top 30 has a chance!"

"As far as I know, this Ye Qing is not yet forty years old! Although it is not as good as those monsters in the top 20 of the Great Xia Gold List! But it is definitely not weak!"

"You really deserve to be the second pride of the Ye family and Ling Xiaozong!"

"Horror! It's really terrifying!"

...

Before, when they saw Ye Qing being cut back, they were very shocked.

After all, no matter who it is, no one can think of it.

Zhang Feibai was able to suppress Ye Qing.

But immediately after, Ye Qing erupted with a small perfect level of thunderous artistic conception!

You know, there is only a small difference between Jiucheng's peak mood and Xiaoyuan's satisfaction.

But the actual gap is like clouds and mud.

The gap is so big that it is simply unimaginable!

For a while, there were heated discussions.

Countless people showed excitement and looked at the ring intently.

There is even more expectation in my heart.

And at this time, on the stage.

There was a hint of cruelty on Ye Qing's face.

finger.