Looking at the three black swords, Suo Dan couldn't help but burst into laughter again.

"You have used this spell just now. Do you think it will be useful to me?"

Faced with Ye Xiong's same spell, Suo Dan couldn't help laughing and sacrificed the flame dragon again.

The scene is exactly the same as before.

"This fool, you still need to use this trick even though you know it's useless to Suodan. It's really a waste of tricks."

Off the field, Jiekong couldn't help but ridicule.

"I guess this is his strongest attack spell. Apart from that, he has no other way to fight against the flame dragon." Taoist Master Sanqing said.

"Grandpa, then, Ye Xiong is not sure if he loses?" Yi Yi asked worriedly.

In her heart, ten thousand people who were unwilling to Ye Xiong to lose, it would be better that Ye Xiong could kill Suodan, and then there would be no threat to the Immortal Sect.

"Whoever loses and who wins is not sure." The nameless monk suddenly said.

"Master, is this more important? If the person surnamed Ye uses this trick, wouldn't he have to lose?" Jie Kong asked in confusion.

"The power of the sword formation this time is far better than the first time," said the unknown monk.

Jiekong and Taoist Master Sanqing looked at each other, and their eyes fell into the scene together, looking at the three black swords, but after they looked, they couldn't find any difference.

The nameless monk didn't say anything, so they had to continue to pay attention to the situation on the field.

At this moment, the situation on the field changed again.

Three black swords above Ye Xiong's head suddenly moved, moving with irregular changes.

Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, and sometimes, the speed became like lightning. There were only three black swords, and for a moment, the sky was covered with black sword shadows, and it seemed that hundreds or thousands of swords were forming a huge sword formation.

This is the second level of the Fire Sword Formation, which is unpredictable and magical.

How can there be no fire in the Fire Sword Formation?

Ye Xiong's thought moved, and the Red Flame Technique was used, blessing on the sword body.

Suddenly, the dark shadows in the sky turned into sword-shaped flames, hundreds of thousands, blocking the sword body of the black sword, and I had no idea that it was the real sword.

Looking at the earth-shaking sword formation, everyone around was shocked.

They have never seen such an infinitely mysterious sword formation. I wonder how advanced this sword formation is compared to Suodan's flame dragon spell.

"Amituo Buddha." The nameless monk suddenly chanted the Buddha's name.

Jie Kong heard a signal from the master's voice.

Sodan is going to lose.

"I don't believe it if you pretend to be a ghost. You can beat me even if you are one level lower than me."

Suodan did not believe in evil, so he sacrificed the flame dragon and roared towards Ye Xiong.

"it's over."

Ye Xiong recited three words lightly in his mouth, and his mind moved.

The swords of fire were rushing towards the flame dragon, densely packed, like locusts.

Attacked by so many fire swords, the flame dragon was about to break.

Among the numerous fire swords, a fire sword silently passed through the might of the flame dragon, like a bullet, ignoring all defenses.

Silent, as fast as lightning, caught off guard.

When Suodan reacted, the fire sword had already attacked him.

Suo Dan's face changed drastically. In an emergency, he slapped out his palm and tried to slam the Fire Sword into pieces.

But this shot put out the flames of the Fire Sword, but it revealed an ugly sword inside.

puff!

The black sword drove straight in, piercing through Suodan's palm and inserted it into his arm.

Suddenly, his arm was ruined.

The flame dragon lost its support, and with a sound of the old man, he disappeared.

The fire swords in the sky were unblocked and drove straight into it, falling densely on Suodan's body.

Finally, the flames disappeared, there was nothing on the field, only the two people standing on the way.

Ye Xiong gasped heavily. The second level of the Fire Sword Formation was consumed too much, and he almost took out all the energy on his body.

If this move is not won, then he will have to die.

Fortunately, he won.

Sodan stood in the field blankly, almost unable to believe that all this was true.

He was defeated, and it was a crushing defeat.

A black sword was inserted into his arm, and two black swords were inserted into his chest, passing through his chest.

"Impossible, how could I lose to you."

"My realm is higher than you and my spells are stronger than you. How could I lose?"

"I am the King of Kunlun and a prince, how could I lose to you, an unknown man?"

Suodan said while vomiting blood foam, and his body slowly collapsed to the ground, dying with his eyes open.

quiet!

The scene was silent, and among the thousands of people, no one said a word.

The sudden change made them unable to react.

King Kunlun lost.

The Kunlun King, who had been famous for decades, lost and was killed on the spot.

Who would have thought that the result would be like this?

No one would think of it.

Suddenly, a white shadow soared into the sky and landed beside Ye Xiong, hugging him excitedly.

"Husband, you won, it's great."

Yang Xinyi was excited and didn't care about so many people watching him, hugging Ye Xiong to express her excitement.

"I don't even look at who your husband is, how could he lose." Ye Xiong said proudly.

Suddenly, his body became weak and his whole body hung on Yang Xinyi.

"What's wrong with you? Is it okay?" Yang Xinyi asked nervously.

"The vitality is consumed too much, the body is exhausted, and the legs are weak." Ye Xiong replied.

"Look at you still have a sense of excitement."

Yang Xinyi helped him, walked to Suodan, put away the three black swords, and then returned to the field to rest.

"King of Jiangnan, King of Jiangnan, King of Jiangnan."

"King of Jiangnan, King of Jiangnan."

“…”

Many people off the field knew that Ye Xiong was from Jiangnan, and they didn’t know who shouted first, and then most of them agreed.

Ye Xiong felt so comfortable in his heart that he had solved Suo Dan, and he could finally put down a big stone in his heart.

As long as he solves the evil spirits, he can truly be free in the world.

"King of Jiangnan, you are so great, I want to marry you." A silly voice screamed.

"Come on, I already have a wife."

"I want to be her second wife."

"I want to be her lover."

"I want to be his mistress."

Countless voices of idiots rang around, and all the women screamed.

Which woman doesn’t like a young, handsome, and powerful young cultivation master?

Hearing these sounds, Ye Xiong felt extremely comfortable.

With this title, when you walk around the world in the future, how many beauties will automatically throw themselves into your arms.

Just as he was yy, he suddenly found a sharp look at him. Only then did he realize that his crazy appearance just now fell into his wife's eyes.

"I'm so proud, I'm thinking, right?" Yang Xinyi said unhappily.

"Wife, look where you said you went. Am I that kind of person?" Ye Xiong refused to admit it and said, "I am happy because I solved Suodan."

Yang Xinyi snorted, not believing him at all.

"Okay, let her come out next time!" Ye Xiong said quickly.

Yang Xinyi nodded and entered the inner world to communicate with the evil spirits.

Almost instantly, Yang Xinyi's temperament changed drastically.

Ye Xiong immediately knew that the evil spirit, a thousand-year-old monster, came out.

"What's the situation now?" After the evil spirit came out, he asked directly.

Ye Xiong told her the situation immediately.

"Now we win one game and lose one game, and it depends on you next."
Chapter completed!