[Chapter 803: Idiot ......]

Number Three!

As soon as duckweed made a move, he won the number three!

Bye!

After the last round of empty discussions, duckweed has a bye again! This time the bye is of great significance to him.

Three masters of equal weight, sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, first watch the two of them die, and reap the benefits of the fisherman, if he can't grasp this opportunity in duckweed, it will be in vain to be called the first master in the world.

Since he won the number three, there is no need for the other two to draw lots.

This round of the competition will be between Hu Feiyang, who is in charge of the mysterious Fire Sun God Mansion, and Feng Ziyue, who has just advanced to the Gathering Heaven realm.

Hu Feiyang sneered and glanced at Duckweed Cangsheng and Feng Ziyue contemptuously.

Although he admitted that these two people stepped into the realm of gathering heavens, they were indeed extremely talented and had good luck, but without the knowledge of the origin power table, and without the ability to calculate tens of millions of changes in the gathering heaven and earth, even if they were lucky enough to break through the realm, how strong could their actual combat ability be?

It might be okay to bully other martial artists who have never gathered in the sky, but what are they compared to him, who has been inherited for thousands of years, has been disconnected from the galaxy world, and has countless exquisite martial arts inheritances?

The so-called number one master in the world is still laughing in ecstasy, I really don't know what to say!

"Hmph! Stupid! It's really a red-eyed hillbilly, how much effort do you think killing that kid can consume my Hu Feiyang?"

He squinted at the duckweed and pointed at Feng Ziyue.

"Within ten moves, I can make this kid completely defeated! When I clean him up, I will naturally come to let you know what the real Gathering Heaven and Earth Realm is! Wait!"

The Fire Sun God Mansion has been living in the Dongming Continent for 10,000 years, although they hide their identities and are not known to outsiders, this does not mean that they will not pay attention to what is happening on the mainland.

Duckweed Cangsheng is known as the world's number one master, for thousands of years, this Hu Feiyang naturally looks at him unpleasantly.

He felt that his understanding of Jutian martial arts was far beyond that of the new two, even if everyone's realm was similar, but in terms of use, it was far behind, so he would boast of Haikou, within ten moves, take down Feng Ziyue, and then fight duckweed!

Duckweed Cangsheng and Feng Ziyue both smiled indifferently, and they did not get angry because of this person's arrogance.

For a martial artist, self-confidence is the most basic requirement, since he wants to fight, how can he affect his mood and performance because of the stupidity of others?

From this point of view, although the battle between Feng Ziyue and Hu Feiyang has not yet begun, he has already taken the lead.

"Please, two!"

Nangong Min frowned, of course she can't say that she is satisfied with the result of this lottery, what she hopes most is, of course, Feng Ziyue has a bye, let the other two go to the death, if one dies, it is too good to say.

It's a pity that the choice of the Seven Star Seal, she, the messenger, can't interfere, so she has to accept this result.

Hu Feiyang, who doesn't know how many ancestors, looks at this performance, he is not a great character, he has been in this wild place for a long time, although he is the responsibility of the Fire Sun Divine Mansion, but he has also infected his stupid temperament, although Feng Ziyue has just entered the gathering sky, he does not necessarily seem to be his opponent.

But no matter what, this benevolent brother is also a master of the Gathering Heaven realm, and in the Fire Sun God Mansion, there are quite some means to press the bottom of the box, even if Feng Ziyue can win him, I am afraid that he will have to pay a certain price.

In this way, when facing duckweed in the last round, it is inevitable to suffer.

Nangong Min didn't care if Feng Ziyue could get the last sword of the Eight Techniques of the Imperial Sword and complete the integration of the eight swords, of course, if they could succeed, Feng Ziyue's strength would be stronger, and the greater their chances of success in the Galaxy Secret Realm, which was not a bad thing.

But from the other side, the stronger Feng Ziyue's strength is, the more difficult it is to control, and the more Nangong Min wants to use him, the more price he will pay.

So for him to win or not, Nangong Min is between the two sides, it doesn't matter.

On the contrary, she was worried that Feng Ziyue had suffered some damage that could not be recovered for a while, or that she had consumed too much, so that the next trip to the Galaxy Secret Realm would not only not help her, but might become a burden to herself.

"Alas, anyway, at this point, I can only resign myself to fate, Jiuqu Fulong said that it is up to people to make things happen, and it is up to heaven to make things happen, which is really good......"

Nangong Min shook his head, put aside those chaotic thoughts for the time being, and forcibly returned his attention to the field.

There was only one battle in this round, and the white ball of light in the field was several times larger than before, and the barrier was transparent, and the situation inside could be seen clearly.

I saw Feng Ziyue and Hu Feiyang facing each other from afar, Feng Ziyue's expression was solemn, but Hu Feiyang had a blank look of indifference and sarcasm.

"Hillbilly, do you think it's great to step into the realm of gathering heavens?"

Hu Feiyang's strange eyes rolled repeatedly, he couldn't look at every person in the outer world, duckweed Cangsheng and Feng Ziyue stepped into Jutian, he felt a profound insult.

"Let Ben Ren teach you today, what is the real gathering of heaven - if you have a chance to survive under my sword, then you can also learn to be a good man!"

He spewed cold air from his nose, "A native chicken will always be a native chicken, and if it flies on the branches, it will not become a phoenix!"

For the people in the Fire Sun Divine Mansion, the Gathering Heaven Realm was originally a sacred and inviolable realm that they had inherited from generation to generation.

How could those barbarians who didn't even have basic martial arts knowledge have the opportunity to step into the realm of gathering heavens?

This kind of person, even if he enters Jutian, is the same waste, Hu Feiyang is convinced that as long as he takes a little serious, within ten moves, he will definitely be able to clean up this nasty kid in front of him!

As for whether he lives or dies, it depends on his own life!

Hu Feiyang laughed wildly, the clothes on his body, windless automatic, the long sleeves and the corners of the robe hunted and moved, and the delicate golden flame patterns embroidered on it swayed endlessly, as if the real flame was burning!

"You can also be considered lucky, you can take a look at the real Gathering Heaven Martial Arts of our Fire Sun God Mansion, open your dog eyes, and watch carefully!"

The sword in his hand suddenly emitted a blazing light, like the sun, dazzling!

The martial arts of the Fire Sun Divine Mansion, with the supreme yang to rigid side of the power of gathering the sky, turned into real fire, illuminating all directions, and the scorching sun above the head, it is really no different.

Compared with it, the fire-based martial arts that Feng Ziyue has seen over the years are simply fireflies like seeing the bright moon!

No, it's the fireflies and the scorching sun! Even one in 10,000 is not comparative!

"What, if you can survive ten moves in my hands without dying, I will spare your life!"

Hu Feiyang laughed arrogantly, thinking that he would win, his eyes widened, wanting to see Feng Ziyue's frightened ugliness.

Feng Ziyue smiled faintly, stood with his sword in his hand, and just gently spit out two words in his mouth.

"Idiot!"