Crossover: The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, starting with cultivation with the Six Flowers Im

He stopped rushing to attack and began to dodge Da Tian Er's attacks, occasionally using a sword technique or two to counter them.

He would sometimes leap up to dodge, sometimes sidestep, and each time he seemed to be handling the situation with ease.

Upon seeing this, Da Tian Er couldn't help but feel puzzled. He had thought that Nangong Ye Hua would press his advantage, but he hadn't expected that the other party would start to show weakness.

This left him somewhat puzzled, but it also made him more cautious.

He dared not attack with all his might as before, but instead began to probe Nangong Yehua's strength and weakness.

The two fought back and forth on the ring for a full two hours.

The audience watched with great interest, sometimes cheering for Nangong Yehua's skillful evasions, and sometimes applauding Da Tian'er's brave attacks.

But no matter how fiercely the two fought, they could not determine a winner.

Nangong Yehua knew in his heart that things couldn't continue like this. He had to find an opportunity to end this battle.

So, after dodging Da Tian Er's fierce attack, he suddenly froze, as if he had been hit in a vital spot.

Da Tian Er was overjoyed upon seeing this, thinking that he had finally found Nangong Ye Hua's weakness, so he launched a full-force attack on Nangong Ye Hua.

Asking for flowers

However, just as Da Tian Er's fist was about to strike Nangong Ye Hua, Nangong Ye Hua's figure suddenly disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Da Tian Er, and with a flick of his wrist, he pressed his long sword against the other man's neck.

"You flatter me, brother!"

Nangong Yehua said with a smile.

Da Tian Er was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile:

"No, buddy, are you kidding me?"

Nangong Yehua stood on the arena, his gaze sweeping over the disciples in the audience, a playful smile playing on his lips.

After his battle with Da Tian Er, he realized that if he continued to win with overwhelming strength, it would be difficult to attract truly capable disciples to come and challenge him.

So he cleared his throat and shouted:

"Excuse my bluntness, but everyone here is... a bond!"

These words immediately caused an uproar. The disciples looked at each other, some angry, others shocked by Nangong Yehua's arrogance.

However, Nangong Yehua ignored these reactions and continued to speak loudly: "Zhang."

Chapter 208 Bai Jingfeng's Appearance

"If no one can withstand three of my moves in the upcoming competition, I'll be spending the rest of my life happily with Senior Sister Su Wan'er!"

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the entire training ground instantly became subtle.

Su Wan'er is a recognized beauty within the sect and the dream lover of many disciples.

By bringing her up as a wager at this moment, Nangong Yehua was undoubtedly launching a challenge against everyone.

Those disciples who were originally hesitant about whether to take the stage to challenge were now inspired by Nangong Yehua's words.

They were all eager to go on stage and try their skills.

After all, if he could withstand three moves from Nangong Yehua, he would not only prove his strength, but also have the opportunity to win the favor of Senior Sister Su Wan'er.

The atmosphere in the training ground was electric, with challengers coming one after another. Nangong Yehua, on the other hand, smiled and waited quietly for the more capable disciples to come and challenge him.

As Nangong Yehua's provocative words echoed in the training ground, the previously noisy atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept by, and a tall figure appeared at the edge of the arena, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

This sect's number one expert in the same realm, "Bai Jingfeng," was dressed in white, his hair as black as ink, his face handsome, and his eyes as deep as stars.

He stood there quietly, seemingly isolated from the world, yet exuding an indescribable majesty.

The crowd watching the show from the sidelines was shocked to see Bai Jingfeng arrive.

They knew that Bai Jingfeng was not only a genius disciple in the sect, but also a role model in everyone's eyes.

His strength and talent are beyond doubt, and every move he makes is breathtaking.

"Why is this true god here?"

Someone gasped softly, their voice filled with awe and anticipation.

The female disciples who were watching the spectacle became even more infatuated with Bai Jingfeng upon his arrival.

Their eyes were filled with stars, their faces flushed, some whispered among themselves, while others screamed out loud.

They knew that Bai Jingfeng was not only powerful, but also had a charming demeanor that made people fall in love at first sight.

"Go, Senior Brother Bai!"

"Senior Brother Bai, I want to have your babies!"

The screams of the female disciples rose and fell, as if they were about to overturn the entire training ground.

Nangong Yehua also noticed Bai Jingfeng's arrival, and a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Bai, please enlighten me!" Nangong Yehua bowed to Bai Jingfeng, his tone full of respect and challenge.

Bai Jingfeng nodded slightly, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

He moved with lightning speed, leaping onto the arena. A true duel between the strongest was about to begin!

The duel between Nangong Yehua and Bai Jingfeng instantly ignited the passion of the entire martial arts arena.

The two figures intertwined, their sword energy crisscrossing, each collision producing a deafening sound, as if tearing the air apart.

Nangong Yehua moved nimbly and wielded a sharp sword, each move precise and powerful.

He was like a cheetah darting through the jungle, sharp and swift, searching for Bai Jingfeng's weaknesses.

Bai Jingfeng, on the other hand, was like a majestic mountain, steady and resolute. His 3.4 sword technique was fierce and unparalleled, with each strike as violent as a storm.

The two swordsmen's techniques intertwined in the air, creating magnificent scenes, and every clash held the audience's breath in their eyes.

Nangong Yehua would sometimes leap up, pointing his sword at the sky, and sometimes swoop down and charge forward, his sword flashing like lightning.

Bai Jingfeng, on the other hand, remained steady and methodical, adapting to any situation. No matter how unpredictable Nangong Yehua's actions were, he was able to handle them with ease.

Chapter 209 What?! Everyone's suppressing it.

The audience was completely captivated, deeply engrossed in this thrilling duel.

Some applauded Nangong Yehua's agility, while others cheered for Bai Jingfeng's composure.

On the arena, the battle between the two had reached a fever pitch. Every attack they launched was incredibly powerful, leaving everyone in awe.

During her duel with Bai Jingfeng, Nangong Yehua gradually realized the extent of Bai Jingfeng's strength.

He secretly admired it:

"This Bai Jingfeng is indeed worthy of his reputation; his strength is truly well-deserved."

In the previous battle, Nangong Yehua had been suppressing his power, using level 14 to test his opponent's strength and find weaknesses.

However, facing an opponent like Bai Jingfeng, he knew he had to go all out.

Therefore, Nangong Yehua made a firm decision to no longer suppress his power.

He took a deep breath, and his entire body instantly surged with energy, as if a powerful force was coursing through his body.

With the release of this power, Nangong Yehua became a completely different person.

A dazzling golden light began to emanate from his body, as if he were enveloped in a golden halo.

His pupils also turned golden, radiating a captivating light.

This golden power not only boosted his aura but also made his swordsmanship more fierce and domineering.

Holding a long sword, Nangong Yehua moved like the wind across the arena.

Every time he swung his sword, it seemed to carry the force of a thunderbolt, making people afraid to look directly at him.

Bai Jingfeng also sensed the change in Nangong Yehua, and a hint of surprise and solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The two clashed again, and this time the clash was even more intense and shocking than before.

Golden sword energy and white sword light intertwined in the air, creating magnificent scenes, and each collision produced a deafening sound.

Bai Jingfeng was forced back half a step!

The audience was captivated by the duel, as if they were witnessing two martial arts giants battling fiercely on the stage, their hearts racing with every exchange.

When Nangong Yehua unleashed his full power, displaying a golden aura, a hint of surprise flashed in Bai Jingfeng's eyes.

He realized that Nangong Yehua's previous battles were not his true strength, but rather that he had been suppressing his power.

At the same time, Bai Jingfeng also understood that if he continued to deal with things in the same way as before, he would probably find it difficult to contend with Nangong Yehua.

So, Bai Jingfeng took a deep breath, as if he had broken free of some kind of shackles.

His white hair fluttered in the breeze, like the cloak of an immortal.

At the same time, bursts of immortal energy emanated from his body, forming a stark contrast with Nangong Yehua's golden aura.

As the two stopped suppressing their power, the entire arena seemed to be affected by 063.

The once-solid arena floor was now cracked, as if it could not withstand the immense power of the two.

The arena was divided in two by golden aura and white immortal energy. One half was shrouded in Nangong Yehua's golden light, while the other half was covered by Bai Jingfeng's immortal energy.

Nangong Yehua and Bai Jingfeng clashed again, exchanging blows without giving an inch.

Nangong Yehua's swordsmanship is sharp and domineering, while Bai Jingfeng's swordsmanship is more elegant and agile.

They constantly probed for each other's weaknesses while simultaneously improving their own.

This duel is not only a contest of strength, but also a contest of wisdom and will.

Chapter 210 Nangong Yehua vs. Bai Jingfeng!

As Nangong Yehua's golden aura fully erupted, his swordsmanship became even more fierce and unparalleled, each strike seemingly capable of cleaving through the void.

Bai Jingfeng also revealed his true strength. Amidst the swirling immortal aura, his swordsmanship was as fluid as flowing water, making it unpredictable.

The two exchanged blows, their swordplay weaving together in the air to create breathtaking scenes.

The audience held their breath, afraid to miss a single detail. Each clash of sword energy produced a deafening sound, as if it would tear the entire arena apart.

Suddenly, Nangong Yehua flashed and transformed into a golden light, rushing towards Bai Jingfeng.

A hint of seriousness flashed in Bai Jingfeng's eyes. He quickly retreated, and at the same time, he swung his long sword, sending a white sword aura toward Nangong Yehua.

However, Nangong Yehua's golden sword energy swept through the white sword energy with unstoppable force.

Without stopping, he continued rushing towards Bai Jingfeng.

Bai Jingfeng's expression changed, and he retreated again. At the same time, he swung his long sword repeatedly, forming a dense sword net in the air.

However, Nangong Yehua's golden sword energy seemed to be able to cut through anything, directly tearing the sword net apart.

He flashed forward and appeared before Bai Jingfeng. With a swing of his longsword, a golden sword aura pierced straight for Bai Jingfeng's throat.

Bai Jingfeng's expression changed drastically. As he retreated rapidly, he also unleashed a white sword aura with his longsword to meet Nangong Yehua's golden sword aura.

However, this time he was unable to block Nangong Yehua's attack.

With a loud "bang!", the white sword energy was shattered by the golden sword energy, and Nangong Yehua's sword tip was already pressed against Bai Jingfeng's throat.

The audience was in an uproar; they hadn't expected the duel to end in such a way.

Nangong Yehua defeated Bai Jingfeng with an overwhelming advantage, becoming the winner of this match.

However, Bai Jingfeng did not show any sign of dejection. He gave Nangong Yehua a deep look, then sheathed his longsword.

He knew he had lost to Nangong Yehua, but he also saw his shortcomings and areas for improvement.

After Nangong Yehua defeated Bai Jingfeng, the atmosphere around the arena reached its climax, but he did not linger there for long.

Instead, he quickly composed himself and ended the exciting duel. With a flash, he disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving behind only gasps of amazement and discussion.

Back in the mountains, Nangong Yehua arrived at his bamboo house.

This bamboo house is nestled in a quiet bamboo forest, surrounded by lush greenery. A gentle breeze rustles the bamboo leaves, as if nature is playing a triumphant symphony for it.

Nangong Yehua pushed open the door and went inside. The bamboo house was decorated very elegantly, with several landscape paintings hanging on the walls, revealing a tranquil and serene atmosphere.

He walked to the window, opened it, and a breath of fresh air rushed in, making him feel refreshed and relaxed.