Seeing that the ice lotuses were defeated, the fat man, Zhao Mingde, and the disciples of Qingyun Peak all looked extremely anxious.

Although they were unfamiliar with the power of the True Yuan, it was the power that belonged to the powerhouses of the Divine Spring Realm, and they still knew it.

The Divine Spring Realm, in their eyes, is a high-ranking inner disciple, how can this kind of power be able to resist them.

Could it be that Fang Yi is going to lose?

The fat man didn't want to believe it, and so did Zhao Mingde.

Everyone stared at Fang Yi nervously, wondering how he would respond.

However, everyone found that in the face of the power of True Yuan, Fang Yi's face didn't show much reaction, and there seemed to be no difference from before.

The crowd couldn't help but be curious, but at the same time showed a hint of anticipation.

In the ring, feeling the power of the True Yuan mixed with the opponent's sword qi, Fang Yi couldn't help but nod slightly.

This trace of strength is indeed much stronger than Chen Qinglin's trace of true yuan power, but it is far from enough to deal with him.

With Xiao Cheng's cold sword intent alone, it is unlikely that the other party wants to win him.

In the same way, it will not be easy for him to win against the other party.

On the surface, this is a close battle, and the last fight is spiritual cultivation, and whoever can survive to the end will win.

However, Fang Yi was only eleven years old in the spiritual sea, and the degree of spiritual energy was far from being comparable to the cloudy sky that had already condensed the true yuan seed.

Therefore, Fang Yi is extremely likely to lose.

But this is just the surface, Fang Yi is not just as simple as the surface.

I saw him pinch his ten fingers, and the blue long sword instantly rotated around him, and then split into two.

"Ten Thousand Swords Flying Star Slash!"

Some people in the crowd had already recognized this trick, and Fang Yi had also used it in previous competitions.

It's just that the Ten Thousand Swords Flying Star Slash can break the power of the True Yuan?

The crowd couldn't help but be skeptical.

Unless......

Suddenly, some powerful disciples thought of a possibility, that is, Jian Gang, once the Ten Thousand Swords Flying Star Slash condensed the Jian Gang, it would be indestructible, and it was not impossible to break the power of the True Yuan.

In the next moment, on top of the two long swords around Fang Yi, a faint blue light curtain really appeared.

"It's Jian Gang, look, Fang Yi actually condensed Jian Gang. ”

"What's going on, isn't Jian Gang something that only the powerhouses of the Divine Spring Realm can condense? ”

Some disciples in the crowd who didn't know the truth looked dazed.

The appearance of Jian Gang made the crowd boil again.

One can invoke the power of the true element, and the other condenses the sword gang, and the battle between these two people seems to be no longer a battle between the martial artists of the Spirit Sea Realm, but a duel between the powerhouses of the Divine Spring Realm.

Fang Yi's strength made the crowd gradually numb.

"Go!"

With Fang Yi's command, the two long swords were like two meteors falling from the sky, and a layer of faint blue sword gang was wrapped around them, which was very strange.

Hiss!

There were two tiny black lines in the air that stretched infinitely, and they were suddenly cracks cut by two long swords.

Facing these two sharp swords, Yin Tianzheng's face changed greatly.

It's not that he hasn't seen the Ten Thousand Swords Flying Star Slash, and he has also learned the sword gang that has condensed it, but like these two swords, he has never encountered it.

These two sharp swords not only condensed the sword gang, but also fused Xiao Cheng's cold ice sword intent, and the power increased greatly.

It's not at all comparable to the ordinary Ten Thousand Swords Flying Star Slash.

The aura emanating from it made people tremble.

"Break it for me!"

The cloudy sky was bursting with a shout, and the long sword was in the air, and he couldn't help but hesitate, so he could only swing a sword with all his might.

Suddenly, the yin moon was in full bloom, and the power of True Yuan was wanton, directly facing the two sharp swords.

Rumble!

Thundered!

The two violent attacks collided together in an instant, and the entire sky shook violently, as if it could not withstand such a collision and was about to collapse.

An invisible wave of air swept away, and the guardrails around the entire ring had been completely lifted off.

The crowd close to the ring was also overturned, and the scene was a mess, like a post-disaster scene.

The blow was like a shock, and the crowd was shocked.

The whole square fell into a deathly silence, and there was the sound of needles falling.

In the ring, after all the dust settled, the two figures were still standing proudly.

Fang Yi's face was indifferent, as if all this had nothing to do with him, but there was a hint of unwillingness in his expression.

Not only that, but everyone also found that there was still a blue long sword hanging above his head, and as soon as the long sword fell, he would be killed instantly.

It turned out that with the blow just now, Fang Yi only made a sword.

"Did you win?"

The crowd finally reacted, and the silent square exploded completely as if a heavy bomb had been dropped in the next moment.

"Hahaha, if you really win, Fang Yi will win, Qingyun Peak will win. ”

"The top four, Fang Yi has really entered the top four, oh my God, he is still a new disciple, and his cultivation is only eleventh in the spiritual sea. ”

Although everyone was full of expectations for Fang Yi, they had no doubts about his strength.

But when Fang Yi really entered the top four and stood with Feng Yiyi, Ling Tian, and Li Zhuohong, everyone still felt so unreal.

Everything is like a dream.

The difference is that some people have nightmares, such as cloudy days.

He hid himself so deeply, hoping to take advantage of this big competition to soar into the sky, in fact, he did it, and now everyone knows it.

But just that, how can he be satisfied.

He wants to enter the top five and participate in the Qinghe Mansion martial arts, that is his goal.

But he never imagined that he would lose, and he lost to a new disciple.

He had thought that he would lose to the other three, and when the draw came out, he was very excited, he thought he had drawn a good draw, but the result was ......

He felt hopeless.

Looking at Fang Yi, he subconsciously remembered the other party's words and remembered the last place.

Yes, I still have a chance, the fifth place.

So far, the top four have all been produced, namely Feng Yiyi, Ling Tian, Li Zhuohong and Fang Yi.

The first three were expected, no one was surprised, only Fang Yi, at the beginning of the competition, I am afraid that everyone never dreamed that he would be able to achieve today's results.

Fang Yi's shock to this big competition is undoubtedly the greatest, even surpassing everyone.

"Okay, that's all for today's competition, and tomorrow will be the final competition. ”

With Shui Rufeng's announcement, the crowd left one after another, but the topic of Fang Yi never stopped.

Moreover, for the next competition, the crowd is also looking forward to it more and more.

Facing the three most powerful people in the outer gate, could Fang Yi go further?

Countless people were full of curiosity, even Shui Rufeng in the stands was no exception.

Looking at Fang Yi's departing back, Shui Rufeng's face showed an extremely expectant look.

In addition to Feng Yiyi, there is another disciple in the entire outer gate who even he can't see through, and this person is eleven more terrifying than Feng Yiyi.