Seeing the Xuanhei Sword approaching Feng Yunmian's door, everyone in the audience suddenly felt nervous, and Nangong Jiao'er turned even pale

The next moment, countless exclamations suddenly came from above the eight mountains.

"Senior brother!" Du Huaiyi looked at the scene under the mountain, stood up excitedly and exclaimed.

I saw Feng Yun grasping the blade of the Wind Ming Sword with his bare hand with his right arm, forcing this Xuanhei Sword to deflect its direction. It turned out that at the moment when Wu Xinghe's imperial envoy Feng Ming Sword came, although Feng Yun reacted in time, he had no spare strength to maintain the angry sun and thunder attack, so he had to use the knife in his right hand to block, but unfortunately the wind Ming Sword that was preoccupied by the black true yuan sank vigorously, coupled with the unpreparedness to fight, he was swept out almost as soon as he touched Qing Shen.

This is a competition, not a battle of life and death, as long as this sword stops in front of him, he will be defeated. Helpless, Feng Yun had to take the first step to block the front with his bare hands and grab the sword, as long as it was not a fatal injury, he still had a chance to fight!

However, the price was that the entire right arm was wrapped in sword qi, drenched in blood, and the countless wounds on the right hand were even more visible, which was terrifying to see. If it weren't for the fact that he had blocked most of the power with Qing Flash before, Feng Yun would not have been able to catch this sword with his bare hands, and the only end would only be to break his arm, you must know that Wu Xinghe's Fengming Sword is a magic weapon close to a medium-grade mystical weapon!

Feng Yun used the last of his strength to throw the sword in his hand away, and at the same time increased the True Yuan Concentration of the Angry Sun Thunder Attack, because of Wu Xinghe's momentary distraction, the power of the pitch-black ball transformed by Tianyuan's extreme intent was far less than before, and it suddenly fell into disadvantage. Not long after, there was a faint cracking sound on the pitch-black ball, and imperceptible cracks spread to the entire ball like a spider web, and finally shattered!

Seeing this, Wu Xinghe did not have the slightest surprise, and turned into a sword light to dodge at the moment when the terrifying thunder claw attacked. The next moment, the thunderstorm of the angry sun dissipated, and Wu Xinghe also reappeared, although the robe was partially burned by the thunder and lightning, which made him frown slightly, but immediately regained his smile.

"I didn't expect this sword to be blocked by you, it's amazing." Wu Xinghe praised Feng Yun with a smile while summoning back the sword, "So it's not a shame for you to admit defeat now." ”

Feng Yun's body bowed slightly, the consumption of the angry sun and thunder attack and the injury of his arm made him bear a lot of burden, he gasped tiredly, and tapped on his right shoulder with his trembling left hand, sealing the blood veins of his right arm before slowly replying: "If you want to admit defeat, isn't it the best opportunity just now." ”

Wu Xinghe nodded knowingly: "Your persistence has to be admired by Wu." After speaking, he couldn't help but look at Feng Yun's broken right arm, "But with all due respect, your sword-wielding hand is useless, there is not much True Yuan left, and the speed is not as fast as mine, even if I can't see your chance to win, do you still want to fight me again with your ability to refine your body?" ”

After saying it aloud, Wu Xinghe's face showed a look of pity, and there was a slight mockery in his eyes when he looked at Feng Yun.

Feng Yun met his gaze, recalled Qing Shen with his left hand, and then replied: "Who said that my hand with a knife is invalid, and my right hand can't be replaced with my left hand." When it comes to true elements, there are very few, indeed, but what about you? I'm only two small realms higher than me, even if the true yuan is thicker than me, how much more can you have, you should have consumed a lot more than me by now. ”

Wu Xinghe chuckled: "Heh, I really don't have much True Yuan left, but it's more than enough to deal with you now, isn't it?" After speaking, Wu Xinghe mentioned Feng Ming, and several sword qi were punched out between swings, but at this time, Feng Ming had faded to a dark color, so what was shot out was only ordinary sword qi, but it contained this fierce sword intent, which should not be taken lightly.

Wu Xinghe was unwilling to give Feng Yun the slightest time to breathe, and wanted to take Feng Yun down quickly, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

It just so happened that Feng Yun also had this intention, if he wanted to say that the opportunity he had been waiting for was the moment when Wu Xinghe's true yuan was not good!

Feng Yun also swayed his sword energy, and his sharp sword intent came out horizontally!

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! ......" The cold light flickered in the ring, and the golden iron screamed one after another, although it was not as dazzling as the previous spell, but it still made the hearts of the spectators who had just put down come up again.

The sword qi and the sword qi came and went, exploding on the ring, and the ground was full of terrible sword marks. Gradually, Wu Xinghe and Feng Yun were both a little overwhelmed, and from time to time, sword qi or sword qi passed through their attacks and slashed close to them, both of them were aware of this, but they didn't mean to stop.

Wu Xinghe's face became darker and darker, "What the hell is going on with this kid, his consumption should not be small, why hasn't he fallen yet!" ”

In fact, just as Wu Xinghe thought, Feng Yun's consumption was not small, and he was also on the verge of bottoming out the true yuan, but what he didn't calculate was that Feng Yun was practicing the Liangyi Xuan Divine Treasure Sutra, and the speed of the recovery of this supreme exercise was not at all what he could imagine, which was also one of Feng Yun's confidences!

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Wu Xinghe bit his teeth and shouted lightly, put the Fengming Sword on his chest, pinched the trick with both hands, and focused on the remaining true yuan, and finally made a sword finger in his hand and swiped it into the air, and the sword suddenly flew out on its own, turning into a phantom giant sword in the blink of an eye, and the cold light flowed, breathtaking! The fierce aura instantly destroyed all the countless sword qi that came from the killing!

Seeing this, Feng Yun's face was also tight, he clenched the green flash, pointed obliquely at the ground, gathered momentum, and faintly had a sharp energy that penetrated through his body and ploughed on the ground.

"One last resort." Guan Xian's eyes in the audience narrowed slightly, Feng Yun's strength was beyond his imagination, even if he was at a disadvantage from beginning to end, he still pulled Wu Xinghe into the current situation of almost equal power. But it's a pity that the two of them are now exhausted, and the victory or defeat is still more biased towards Wu Xinghe, just because Wu Xinghe has understood the sword intent for several years, and Feng Yun's previous sword intent is still a little immature.

Therefore, this is the last move of the competition for "meaning", and Wu Xinghe's advantages are self-evident.

Everyone in the Heavenly Sword Sect was even more aware of this, Wu Xinghe's sword intent was only as strong as Gu Yulong among the younger generations, so a smile already appeared on his face at this time.

"Haha, without Zhenyuan, this last move is probably a contest between sword intent and sword intent, wouldn't Senior Brother Wu win!"

"That's right, this Rakshasa ghost is really powerful, but it's a pity that it's still a little tender compared to Senior Brother Wu, hahahaha."

But some people said conservatively: "It's hard to say, what if this Rakshasa ghost really resisted by refining the body?" When I was injured like that when I fought with Yi Mingxian, I still had a breath in the end. Unfortunately, the sound was immediately drowned out by laughter and rebuttal.

Nangong Jiao'er and Mo Lu also watched the scene on the stage, although they didn't speak, it didn't mean that they weren't excited in their hearts.

"Feng Daoyou, can you surprise us again......"

Feng Yun had the intention of consuming Wu Xinghe's true yuan earlier, and with his calculations, it was impossible not to think of this situation. …… I don't believe you're going to lose here. Nangong Jiao'er's hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched into fists, staring at Feng Yun's figure tightly, and even his breath was left behind for a while.

Nangong Jiao'er can think of it, and naturally there are other people who can think of it, such as the old monster who has lived for thousands of years, Yi Zhong, the owner of Yuyin Valley, he looked at the ghost old man with a little curiosity: "Old ghost, do you still have a hidden trick?" Feng Yun has two competitions in a row, both of which have brought countless surprises to everyone, many people want to know where the bottom limit of this rising star is, and he has lived for countless years, and he naturally can't help but have a trace of expectation for such an interesting story, but unfortunately he can't see anything on the face of the ghost old man.

Du Huaiyi also looked at his master worriedly.

However, the ghost old man smiled: "Look at it, you will know it immediately." ”

The giant sword is majestic and powerful, lifelike, Wu Xinghe turned into this sword with all his might, and when the momentum was complete, he was immediately cut down!

The terrifying and dull sound of breaking wind fell from the sky, and even people outside the stadium could feel the terrifying aura, as if someone was pointing a sword at the vest, and goosebumps suddenly floated.

Feng Yun quietly watched the giant sword fall, even if the cold light on it was dazzling, he had never closed his eyes once.

"Since I have been reborn in another life, I, Feng Yun, should repay my grievances, the feelings of one life are all buried in the five organs, and the grievances of one life are all paid into the knife, and I will not stop if I am not even!"

In the moment of movement, Feng Yun's body did not move, but the sword intent soared into the sky, and a wisp of cold light leaked out along the tip of the knife, cutting through the earth and stone in an instant, and finally exploding above the defensive barrier of the ring! The people watching the battle in the same direction fled one after another, even if the sword was not there, they still had palpitations, and for a moment, they only felt that the blade was coming, and death was in an instant. But before everyone noticed the commotion for a moment, Wu Xinghe's giant sword had already fallen violently!

Facing the slashed giant sword, Feng Yun finally swung his sword, and the cold light on the green flash was dazzling, although under the backdrop of the giant sword, Feng Yun's green flash was so small, but the moment he raised the knife, everyone felt a palpitation.

"Zheng—"

A loud bang shook the eight mountains, and the terrifying energy and the aftermath of the sword intent directly pressed Feng Yun's legs into the earth and stones, and the cracks in the ring extended extremely quickly from the center of where Feng Yun was standing, and he caught this terrifying sword!

A strand of Feng Yun's white hair was cut off by the sword qi and floated in the air, but he didn't notice it at all, his body trembled slightly, and his face was resolute, he shouldn't have fallen here, and he couldn't fall here!

"Ahhhhh

With Feng Yun's unyielding roar, the cold light above the green flash became more and more dazzling! Everyone saw that Feng Yun's long sword did not move, and Wu Xinghe's giant sword was slowly pushed upside down by the brilliant cold light!

At this moment, no one dared to speak outside the arena, and although the cold light in the ring was far away, it seemed to be close at hand, which made people's hearts palpitate.

Wu Xinghe also didn't speak, not that he didn't want to speak, but that he didn't have room at all, "How is it possible!" How could this damn boy have such a knife intent! He kept scolding and doubting in his heart, but he couldn't say a word.

Feng Yun's sword intent was like a giant dragon raising its head, and its momentum gradually rose, while Wu Xinghe's seized the opportunity but failed to achieve a sword, and suddenly there was a trend of decline.

"You can't win me!" At this moment, Wu Xinghe suddenly burst out with an angry shout!