"Although Fan Zhongwei seems to attack fiercely and controls the rhythm of the game in his hands, but although his opponent Fan Zhiwei has been dodging, he has not been attacked, and if he continues for a long time, he will definitely seize the opportunity to give Fan Zhongwei a fatal blow, although he said, an inch is long and an inch strong, but what he doesn't know is that an inch is short, an inch is dangerous," Li Xuan explained to Hua Qingyu slightly, although Hua Qingyu seemed to understand whether he understood or not, but he also roughly knew the process of the game.

While Li Xuan and the others were talking, the battle situation in the field developed with what Li Xuan said. The disciple of the White Tiger Sect named Fan Zhiwei, after Fan Zhongwei attacked with a single blow, narrowly dodged this fatal shot, his body was close to the spear that came from the attack, and his figure flashed towards Fan Zhongwei, and the long sword in his hand was not idle, and it was instantly placed on Fan Zhongwei's neck,

The confrontation between the two also stopped instantly, and Fan Zhiwei smiled and said lightly, "Agreed." The long sword in his hand was still on Fan Zhongwei's neck. That Fan Zhongwei also knew that he had lost, and he was not angry, but quietly waited for the referee to announce the result, and the true qi sari on his body was also taken back.

A middle-aged referee in the referee's seat stood up and said loudly: "In this game, Fan Zhiwei of Baihumen wins!"

Hearing this, the two people in the field also quickly retreated. After a slight pause, the referee's voice continued to be heard from the referee's bench.

"White Tiger Gate Li Qiushui." War

"Flame Sect Bai Fei. ”

At this time, the crowd watching the battle once again erupted in deafening cheers, and those disciples of the White Tiger Sect shouted loudly: "Senior Sister Li Qiushui, come on!"

The disciples of the Agni Fire Sect were naturally not to be outdone, and shouted one after another, looking at the excited disciples of the crowd on both sides, Li Xuan looked at Hua Lao.

Hua Lao, who had been quietly beside him, stroked his beard, smiled and said, "This Li Qiushui and Bai Fei are both the second disciples of our two major sects, and it is not surprising that they have such a reputation, that Bai Fei is Bai Jian's younger brother." The peak of the eighth level of the Great War Division, although it is a little worse than Li Qiushui, the ninth level of the Great War Division, but Li Qiushui has only just been promoted, so the battle between the two of them is equal!"

Hearing this, Li Xuan nodded lightly, and moved his gaze to the two people in the field, and when Li Xuan and the others were talking, a man and a woman appeared on the field, the man was wearing a white robe, with a handsome face that was somewhat similar to the white sword, and he had already held a sword with a cold light in his hand.

And the silver-robed woman opposite him, with her hair tied behind her with a thin line of green lotus, curved eyebrows, a pair of beautiful eyes that are intimidating, a beautiful nose, dripping cherry-like cherry lips, a flower-like melon seed face crystal like jade, snow muscles like snow jade like ice and snow, graceful and slender, beautiful and vulgar.

The woman also held a slender sword in her hand and stood in the middle of the field. His eyes were fixed on his opponent, and the aura on his body was emanating. Don't talk nonsense, quietly wait for the game to start!

As soon as the referee's slogan announcing the start of the game fell, the woman with beautiful eyebrows actually attacked first, and her body was quickly wrapped in a layer of green wood attribute true qi gauze.

Holding a thin sword, his figure flickered, and flashed towards Bai Fei,

And Bai Fei's reaction was not slow, and the true qi on his body gushed out wildly, instantly forming a golden gauze of true qi. The sword in his hand also quickly drew an arc, facing Li Qiushui's attacking thin sword,

"Ding!" The two swords touched, and sparks splashed in an instant, and the two people in the field started a rapid and fierce attack almost at the same time, turning into two lights and shadows in the eyes of everyone, and they collided violently, and the sound of gold and iron continued to come from the place where the two clashed.

Most of the people outside the field could only see the two blurred shadows of white and silver in the field, as well as the sparks from the collision of the long swords in their hands, although they could not see the competition between them clearly, but it did not affect their enthusiasm for watching at all, and wave after wave of cheers continued to come out of their mouths.

In the field, the thin sword in Li Qiushui's hand was like a tricky soft snake, never confronting Bai Fei's fierce attack head-on, and occasionally clashing, but also retreating with one touch, not giving Bai Fei the opportunity to attack her with the long sword in his hand.

The figures in the field quickly handed over, and then quickly retreated, a little bit of true qi with strong attack power continued to emanate from the hands of the two, and finally bombarded together, colliding with energy ripples, spraying around the square.

"Although this guy's attack is strong, as long as I don't fight him head-on and fight on the side, my wood true qi will recover quickly, so as long as I can drag it down, I will win!" The thin sword in his hand stabbed out towards Bai Fei, and then quickly swept back Li Qiushui, a few thoughts quickly flashed in his heart.

As the battle between the two sides continued, Bai Fei's face became more and more solemn, looking at Li Qiushui, who was still undamaged under his strong attack, his brows furrowed fiercely, "Although my attack is fierce, I can't attack her, the two of us have similar skill levels, and the true qi we have is also about the same, but although my metallic true qi has a strong attack power, it can't compare to her in terms of durability and recovery." It has to be done quickly. ”

"Whew!" Exhaled slightly, Bai Fei's footsteps bent slightly, and he quickly flashed up again, and at the same time, something was slowly brewing in his hand.

"Ding," the long swords in the hands of the two touched again, but this time Bai Fei no longer gave a chance Li Qiushui withdrew, and directly attached his body to it, sticking to Li Qiushui tightly, but he desperately stuck to Li Qiushui, and the consequence was that Bai Fei's arm holding the sword was stabbed, and a shallow wound was also scratched on his chest.

But Bai Fei didn't flinch in the slightest, he still clinged to Li Qiushui, and finally the brewing in his hand was completed, a trace of excitement appeared in Bai Fei's eyes, and even the pain in his body seemed to have disappeared, only to see Bai Fei's other palm I don't know when, a golden flame burned next to it, with a blazing temperature on the flame,

This is obviously the lore blow that has been accumulating for a long time, the only Xuan-level combat skill of the Agni Sect, the Flame Palm.

Looking at this powerful all-out blow, Li Qiushui also instantly panicked. Waiting for the attack to come.

Outside the field, in the audience stands of Ziqingmen, Li Wutong, who was still smiling, was instantly filled with killing intent.

Indifferent eyes stared at Bai Fei, who was attacking his sister with strong killing intent, and he didn't know when a long sword appeared in his hand, and he seemed to be ready to rush forward anytime and anywhere to save his sister.

However, some thoughts flashed through Li Wutong's mind, and the killing intent on his face also receded slightly, and a smile resurfaced, as if it wasn't him just now.