10,000 Times Of Return, Never Hide For The Teacher

【Name: Qianfeng】

[Cultivation base: Mysterious fairyland triple layer]

[Physique: Qianhua Spirit Body (can be greatly improved by relying on the flower of the wind)]

[Comprehension: ninth order (can be greatly improved by relying on the flower of life and death)]

[Special magical powers: none at the moment]

[Magic Powers of Immortals: Qian Yue Jianliu]

[Destiny: Fifteen]

[Warning: The current target, the source is in a burning state! 】

The previous information is nothing, and the cultivation base physique understanding is not surprising, except that the destiny value is slightly lower.

It was mainly this warning that caught Ye Yun's attention.

Burning the source is equivalent to overdrawing life and potential at the same time, which is basically no different from suicide.

"It's just an exchange meeting, and you actually use this kind of suicide attack?"

Ye Yun couldn't believe it, but he quickly thought of something, and his eyes fell on Qianhong in the distance.

Could it be that this guy is playing tricks?

But looking at the situation on the field, Qianfeng was so excited that he didn't seem to know that he was going to die.

"No... This guy, wouldn't he not know?"

Thinking of this possibility, Ye Yun felt a chill in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more he thought it was possible.

Maybe it was Qianhong who did something to make him rely on burning the source to improve his combat power without knowing it.

But the problem was that with so many people present, including him, no one could see what the hell was going on, and it was a bit inappropriate to even stop the game.

In the end, Ye Yun only sighed and looked sadly at Qianfeng who was fighting fiercely on the field.

"Forget it, anyway, his life and death have nothing to do with this seat..."

If it was someone else he knew, he would stop the bet even if his life was at stake.

But for this guy who just injured his apprentice, Ye Yun couldn't show any pity.

As for Qianhong on the opposite side, seeing Qianfeng, who relies on the burning source, become stronger and stronger until it overwhelms Ye Yao, it can be described as a look of excitement.

"Hahaha, according to this momentum, this time we will win!"

Obviously, he didn't know that Ye Yao was in a normal fighting state.

In Qianhong's opinion, as long as Qianfeng burns a little more of his source, he will basically be able to win this battle.

After that, if you meet Lin Xueyan or Chen Lingyi, and use the same method, you can easily get the first place in this exchange meeting!

As for the Qianfeng Yuanyuan will be seriously damaged? Hehe, on the way back, maybe he died accidentally in an attack by a mysterious man?

He is just a genius, no matter how great the benefits he brings to Qianxun Mountain, it is not as important as getting a top-quality fairy weapon!

"Qianfeng, Qianfeng, you can't disappoint me!"

In fact, Qianfeng also seemed to be stunned by the skyrocketing power in his body.

He didn't realize that the source that was burning rapidly in his body was instead excited by this sudden power.

"Hahaha! This young master really has unlimited potential!"

Qianfeng suppressed Ye Yao, and while he kept launching thunderous attacks, he laughed madly.

"I really want to thank you for bringing out the potential of this young master. In return, I will take pity on you later!"

Now that he has such a powerful strength, he no longer has to worry about what waves Ye Yao can make again.

For example, at this moment, under his sword, the surging power directly sent Ye Yao, who was resisting with all his strength, flying hundreds of meters away, and the appearance of landing on the ground looked a little embarrassed.

Everyone in the audience shook their heads one after another, although they didn't see how this Qianfeng was getting stronger and stronger.

But if this momentum continues, Ye Yao will definitely lose.

On the battlefield, Qianfeng tilted his head and laughed wildly.

"What's the matter, little sister? At the beginning, weren't you very good at fighting? Wasn't it suppressed by this young master!"

On the ground, Ye Yao raised her head and glanced at him.

It seems that he also understands that just relying on the combat skills he just learned, he can't help the somewhat abnormal Qianfeng.

"I'm sorry, Master, I have to cause you some trouble..."

Ye Yao sighed secretly, then directly put away the two short knives.

Seeing this scene, Qianfeng still sneered.

"Put away your weapons now? Want to surrender? It's not that easy!"

Before he finished speaking, he attacked Ye Yao again, this time at an even faster speed, like a fleeting light and shadow heading towards Ye Yao.

Obviously, he wanted to stop Ye Yao from speaking, but in fact, Ye Yao didn't mean it.

Looking at Qianfeng, Ye Yao looked indifferent, and raised her hand directly towards him, a black mist appeared on her arm.

"Blade of the Black Soul!"

Ye Yao gave a cold drink.

In an instant, three or five sharp edges like black cloth appeared in front of her and headed towards Qianfeng.

Ye Yun in the distance could see at a glance that this was the method that Xing Wu used at the Four Sects Conference.

"It turns out... this is the ability of the abyss family..."

Ye Yun looked thoughtfully.

And Qian Fengke was taken aback by this sudden attack.

"What the hell is this?!"

The five slender and slender blades that attacked spread at an astonishing speed, forcing Qianfeng to dodge again and again.

His face changed slightly, but what shocked him the most was the next scene...

After Ye Yao bought time at this moment, a monstrous black qi suddenly emerged from her body, and even spread quickly over the entire battlefield.

"This is……"

At this moment, the eyes of everyone on the ancient battlefield seemed to be stagnant on the battlefield.

I saw Ye Yao open her hands, black lines appeared in her eyes, and the long hair behind her fluttered with the gust of wind.

And she also looked forward and snorted again.

"Abyss Field!"

The voice fell, and the black air that covered the battlefield swirled, turning into a black vortex that enveloped the entire battlefield.

Darkness, coldness, and storm come down at the same time.

At this moment, the battlefield seemed to be transformed into nine secluded hells, and the aura it exuded sent chills down everyone's back.

With the pressure of the realm itself, Qianfeng, who was dodging in the air, froze like falling into a swamp.

"how can that be?!"

Unprepared, Qianfeng was knocked to the ground by one of the black cloths.

But he forgot about the pain, and looked at Ye Yao with some horror.

"Domain skills? How can you have domain skills?!"

Ye Yao stood in the center of the realm, like a princess of the night on the throne, noble and elegant.

On the ground covered by the field around her, hundreds of paths had already spread out, and Qianfeng's black cloth had just been hurt.

They are like floating catkins entrenched all over the body, enough to kill Qianfeng a dozen times, full of oppression.

And at this moment, not only Qian Feng was stunned.

Tens of thousands of spectators in the auditorium also stood up in unison, looking at the field in disbelief.

Some of them were indeed shocked by the domain skills, but the reason why the strong ones stood up was because of the power used by Ye Yao.

"The power of the abyss?! This girl is the one over there!"