His right hand grabbed the blade of the Blood Devouring Dragon Knife, and his left hand pointed like a halberd, stabbing Xie Yun's right eye. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

With his arms crossed, the space seemed to be cut into four parts, and the fierce killing intent filled the entire ring.

The distance between Zeng Yirong and Xie Yun was less than three feet, the knife of the mind and the fist of the mind collided wildly, and the martial arts of the two of them were both taking the road of being fierce, domineering, and overcoming the strong with strength, and within three moves, they actually came to a desperate situation of life and death.

Xie Yun only felt a shock in his right hand, and the sharp Jin Yuan True Qi pierced Xie Yun's meridians through the long knife.

A touch of ruthlessness flashed under his eyes, Xie Yun's right hand suddenly exerted force, and the majestic Nine Days Fuxi True Qi was frantically poured into the Blood Devouring Dragon Knife, Zeng Yirong raised the corners of his mouth lightly, and was about to use his strength to break the Blood Devouring Dragon Knife in one fell swoop, but found that this world-dominating knife power was not a chop, but a piercing.

The long knife took off his hand and stabbed Zeng Yirong directly!

Zeng Yirong only felt a huge earthquake in his right hand, and the majestic and blazing Fire Yuan True Qi was like a blazing sun above his head, burning the meridians.

This knife is extremely powerful, but it is also extremely exquisite, the golden eagle breaks through the clouds and kills with one move, as long as the blade is broken, this half of the blade can become a sharp weapon in Zeng Yirong's hand, stabbing Xie Yun's throat.

But this wonderful stab instantly broke Zeng Yirong's wishful thinking.

The left hand was like a knife, slashing at Zeng Yirong, and the domineering power, like a giant axe, slashed at Zeng Yirong's wrist.

Like wind and fire, like thunder and lightning.

Under the impetus of the true qi of the fire element, the windward slash and the thunder slash were miscible and miscible, as fast as the wind, and as powerful as thunder.

If Zeng Yirong didn't make a move, Xie Yun would definitely be able to slash Zeng Yirong's wrist before his right eye was stabbed, with Xie Yun's fierce true qi and strength, his wrist would definitely be broken, and it would be impossible to have a chance to stab Xie Yun's eye again.

And even if there is an opportunity, Zeng Yirong will not choose this kind of lose-lose method.

"Damn! how could it be so fast!"

Zeng Yirong's face changed wildly, his left hand suddenly clenched into a fist, gave up Xie Yun's right eye, and volleyed into Xie Yun's palm.

Bang!

The fists and palms intersected, and the escaping wind was like countless sharp swords, shooting wildly, and above the central ring, stone chips were flying, and smoke and dust were flying.

With a loud bang, the Blood Devouring Dragon Knife fell into the distance, and the fist glove in Zeng Yirong's right hand was also split into a crack and slowly floated down.

Only at this time, no one paid attention to the blade.

The figures of the two were entangled, the crimson sword and the golden fist were intertwined, and the two strong and fierce momentum rose into the sky, and the strong wind of the collision almost destroyed the entire central ring.

The audience was dumbfounded, no one thought that Xie Yun, who had only broken through the Yuan Realm in half a step, would be able to force Zeng Yirong to this point.

Hand-to-hand combat, extremely tragic, every move and every style may cause irreparable tragic consequences, four or five outer door elders, standing around the ring, ready to rush up at any time to forcibly end the battle and save the losing side.

Three, ten, fifty moves......

Gradually, the aura on Xie Yun's body became mysterious and vast, while Zeng Yirong's aura became more and more fierce and swift.

The power of the ancient divine dragon was urged to the extreme, Xie Yunzhou's body flashed with a brilliant jade light, and every hand knife had a huge power of 200,000 catties, like an ancient giant beast, attacking wildly.

And the aura on Zeng Yirong's body was like a golden eagle swooping into the sky, frantically attacking Xie Yun. Of course, Zeng Yirong could not have the power of the ancient golden eagle, this breath was derived from the family inheritance, and it was not until this time that the majesty of the double value of breaking the yuan was vividly displayed.

The two of them were fighting frantically, not only the outer disciples who were watching the battle, but even the inner door elders in the pavilion, they couldn't tell for a while who was the upper hand and who was inferior to these two people.

The two of them were tumbling and fighting, their figures were completely entangled, and they could barely tell the difference, only the flying stone chips and the chaotic heaven and earth vitality, as well as the terrible and piercing sound of a sonic boom.

One hundred tricks!

Two hundred moves!

Five hundred moves!

At this point in the battle, the two of them no longer have too many exquisite martial arts, but it can be said that every move and every style are exquisite to the extreme, comprehending the fist of the heart and the knife of the mind to the peak, every move seems to be a random swing, but it is a natural trick.

The golden eagle soars through the clouds, the golden eagle pierces the clouds, the golden eagle breaks the clouds, the thunder slashes, the windward slash, all kinds of martial arts have been used countless times, but no one can help anyone.

The battle between the two has turned into a contest of endurance and will.

The high-intensity, long-term battle made everyone feel an extreme exhaustion, which was different from the consumption of true qi and the depletion of the physical body, but came from the depths of the soul.

"It's almost eight hundred moves, these two people are too strong!"

"Senior Brother Zeng has gone all the way, and it only adds up to more than a dozen moves, and now he has used eight hundred moves in one go, and he still can't defeat Senior Brother Xie who has broken the Yuan Realm in half a step, if Senior Brother Xie is also a double Yuan Breaker, I'm afraid he would have won a long time ago!"

"Now it's up to us to see who has more stamina, stronger willpower, and who will win in the end. ”

"Nine times out of ten, it's still Senior Brother Zeng, a martial artist who breaks the Yuan Double, the quantity and quality of true qi are far better than the half-step Breaking Yuan Realm, and if it is consumed for a long time, it will be a sure victory. ”

The battle has been going on for nearly a long time, the sun has already risen, the brilliant daylight is sprinkled on the ring, and the battle against the background is more intense, two figures, more tall.

"Shouldn't this kid be injured? According to reason, it is impossible to withstand a long battle, how can he become more and more courageous the more he fights, and this aura on his body not only completely makes up for the gap in the realm, but also suppresses me to a certain extent, how is this possible!"

Zeng Yirong's face became more and more ugly, and in the continuous fighting, Zeng Yirong clearly felt that Xie Yun's true qi not only showed no signs of drying up, but became more and more courageous the more he fought, and the pure and surging fire yuan true qi, wrapped in the power of the mysterious and vast ancient true dragon, gradually suppressed Zeng Yirong to the upper hand.

Bang!

The fists and palms intersected, and the two figures abruptly separated.

Although there were no obvious injuries on their bodies, the undulating chests, messy clothes and slightly trembling muscles of the two all showed the fierceness of this battle.

It's just that Zeng Yirong's face was full of shock and anger, but Xie Yun's handsome face was still like white jade, with a quiet smile, as if everything was under control.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Xie has the upper hand! Senior Brother Zeng is about to lose?!"

The smoke and dust slowly fell, and the figures of the two appeared clearly in front of everyone, and almost everyone's hearts were full of shock.

"Xie Yun, one move will determine the victory!

Zeng Yirong let out a long roar, and actually used the golden eagle nine changes of the starting hand, his body was like an arrow, and he suddenly pounced on Xie Yun, and the five fingers of his right hand were like hooks, grabbing straight at Xie Yun's throat!

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