The day of the competition between Feng Fan and Gong Changfeng has arrived, and at this time, the wind and the sun are beautiful, and there are more than 1,000 monks around a stone platform on the top of Feitian Mountain. Most of these people's cultivation was in the Qi Gathering Period and Foundation Building Period, while the Illusory Yue Zhenren, Taiqing Zhenren, and Illusory True People sat at the front of the crowd. Feng Fan and Gong Changfeng stood on the stone platform, the two of them stood opposite each other, their faces solemn.

"The competition begins. "After this period of cultivation, Taiqing Zhenren's injuries have healed, so today's competition is still announced by him.

As soon as Taiqing's real voice fell, the two of them opened the True Yuan Imperial Cover at the same time. The bow long wind sleeve robe waved, and a cyan bowl appeared in his hand. The bowl was several feet square, and appeared to be made of some special material, with a black skull motif sealed on it.

Gong Changfeng threw the bowl with his right hand, and at the same time punched several spells into it. With the influx of Gong Changfeng True Yuan, the cyan bowl swelled wildly, emitting countless rays of cyan light.

The bowl suddenly disappeared in the next moment, and a huge black skull appeared in the air. The skull opened its mouth, and countless rays of blue light shot out, enveloping Fengfan in it.

"Magic weapon!" The aura emanating from the cyan bowl made Feng Fan's heart move, and he immediately judged the level of the weapon used by Gong Changfeng. It turned out that the magic weapon used by Gong Changfeng was called "Forbidden Yuan Blue Bowl", which could prohibit the operation speed of the opponent's true yuan, which was somewhat different from the Forbidden Yuan Aya superb magic weapon that Luo Yanhong used on Feng Fan in the Jinyue Ancient Kingdom's Qi Gathering Period competition that year, both in terms of level and function. The forbidden yuan silk used by Luo Yanhong back then was a true yuan that could partially ban the opponent, while the forbidden yuan blue bowl slowed down the speed of the opponent's true yuan.

A strange smile appeared on Gong Changfeng's face, and with a slap of the storage bag, a short sword flew out. The bow and the long wind pointed at Feng Fan, and the short sword shot towards Feng Fan.

Feng Fan's sleeve robe waved, and a black shield appeared in front of him. When the True Yuan was injected into the shield, Feng Fan's heart sank, and the usual feeling of True Yuan fluency suddenly disappeared at this time, and instead the True Yuan output became a little slow.

Seeing that the short sword had already approached, Feng Fan pointed at the black shield, and the black shield greeted him. Originally, with the peak level of the middle stage of Fengfan Foundation Building, the strongest strength it could exert was between the peak level of the late stage of ordinary foundation building and the early initial level of Huadan, and it would be easy to resist the opponent's attack. However, at this time, the speed of true element output slowed down, and it was impossible to make the defensive magic weapon exert its maximum effect at all.

If a magic weapon or magic weapon wants to exert its full power, the monk using this weapon must first inject a certain amount of true essence into this weapon, and under normal circumstances, this process is extremely short. But because of the existence of the forbidden yuan green bowl, this process has become a little slower.

The short sword hit the Black Shield mercilessly, and the Black Shield retreated rapidly, hitting Feng Fan's True Yuan Imperial Shield, and Feng Fan immediately felt a surge of qi and blood. The short sword continued to attack under the control of the bow and long wind, and every time the black shield hit the True Yuan Imperial Shield, Feng Fan's face would turn pale.

With nearly ten impacts, the true element that Feng Fan had input into the Black Shield had finally reached its limit. The black shield shone brightly, and when the short sword attack was next, it was completely blocked, and there was no retreat.

Seeing that the prior plan failed to achieve the expected effect, Gong Changfeng couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Feng Fan glanced at the black skull in the air, and already understood the reason for the slow output of his true element.

Feng Fan flipped it with one hand, and a blue light cover spirit rune appeared in his hand, and with the influx of true yuan, the spirit rune shone brightly. Feng Fan was a little speechless, under the light of the opponent's cyan bowl, the spirit runes that could usually be activated instantly were actually moving a little slowly at this time.

Gong Changfeng slapped the storage bag, and a small black flag appeared in his hand. A fierce tiger is painted in the black flag, and this fierce tiger has a fierce eye, which makes this small flag exude a demonic aura.

Gong Changfeng's left hand quickly injected the true yuan into it, and as Gong Changfeng's true yuan swarmed out, the small black flag exuded a thick murderous aura. Bow Changfeng whispered a spell in his mouth, and then waved a small black flag at Fengfan.

An earth-shattering roar burst out of the small black flag, and a brown smoke erupted from the small black flag, and then turned into a giant tiger with a brown body and golden eyes.

It turned out that this small black flag was called the "Beast Soul Flag", and it was a superb magic weapon sealed with a second-class high-level pinnacle-level golden-eyed tiger beast soul, and Gong Changfeng saw that Feng Fan was urging the defense spirit rune, so he did not hesitate to use it.

The two golden eyes of the golden-eyed tiger quickly merged into one, and then the golden light was magnificent, emitting a dazzling golden light, which was the golden-eyed Xuanguang. The next moment, the golden eye light shot directly at Feng Fan.

Feng Fan slapped the spirit rune on his body, and a blue light curtain immediately appeared in front of him. The golden eye light collided with the light curtain, causing a fluctuation of spiritual power. Under the control of Gong Changfeng's divine sense, the golden-eyed tiger continued to attack Feng Fan, but all the golden-eyed Xuanguang was blocked by the blue light curtain in front of Feng Fan.

Feng Fan's right hand flipped over, and the scimitar magic weapon containing 10,000-year-old gold molybdenum appeared in his hand, and as the true yuan slowly poured out, the scimitar gradually emitted a trace of light.

Feeling the amazing spiritual power fluctuations emanating from the scimitar in Feng Fan's hand, Gong Changfeng's face sank, and with a wave of the Beast Soul Flag in his right hand, the eyes of the golden-eyed tiger were separated, and he no longer emitted a golden eye, but directly pretended to Feng Fan with his body.

A muffled sound came out, and the blue light curtain was already a little fragile under the attack of countless golden eye dark lights before, but at this time, it trembled violently under the impact of the golden eye tiger beast soul body. The golden-eyed tiger opened its bloody mouth and kept biting the blue light curtain, which was crumbling, as if it was about to collapse.

At this time, Feng Fan saw that the scimitar magic weapon in his hand had absorbed enough true yuan, so he waved his sleeve robe, and the scimitar flashed with a cold glow and rushed towards the black skull in the sky. The moment the black skull was hit by the scimitar, its size suddenly shrank, and the green light around it also dimmed a lot. Gong Changfeng's heart was shocked, and he felt the strange aura emitted by the scimitar magic weapon, and he couldn't help but look cold.

Under the continuous drive of Feng Fan, the scimitar instantly attacked the black skull hair several times, each time making the black skull shrink by a few points. After the next attack, Gong Changfeng finally snorted, his face extremely pale.

Because the Forbidden Yuan Blue Bowl controlled by a huge divine sense was continuously attacked by Feng Fan with a special magic weapon, causing the bow Changfeng divine consciousness to suffer slight damage. The amount of True Yuan and Divine Sense required to control a magic weapon is much greater than that of a magic weapon. In the magic weapon attack, the divine consciousness of the weaker side will be shocked by the fierce battle. Originally, Feng Fan's strongest strength was slightly higher than that of Gong Changfeng, and Feng Fan's divine sense was far stronger than Gong Changfeng, and the magic weapon used was added with 10,000 years of gold molybdenum, so Gong Changfeng's divine sense was damaged.

Gong Changfeng finally couldn't stand the shock of his divine sense, and shot a trick towards the black skull, and the black skull suddenly turned into a forbidden yuan green bowl, and then was quickly taken back by Gong Changfeng.

At this time, Gong Changfeng finally understood an ironclad fact, that is, the opponent's divine sense was far stronger than him. Gong Changfeng finally had a trace of remorse in his heart, and it seemed that he shouldn't challenge this junior disciple who didn't seem to have a very advanced cultivation.

At this time, the blue light curtain in front of Feng Fan also disappeared after a bite from the Golden Eye Tiger, and the Golden Eye Tiger roared and rushed towards Feng Fan. Feng Fan raised his left hand, and an iron ball flew out and collided with the golden-eyed tiger. Under the attack of the Iron Ball's best magic weapon, the golden-eyed tiger showed a painful look.

"Finally, I used the magic weapon of the old man who cultivated into the foundation building period that Yimang Mountain had killed. Feng Fan said with some self-deprecation in his heart. Just now, Feng Fan's divine consciousness sank into the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring and found two iron balls, so his heart moved, and he quickly sacrificed one of them.

The Golden-Eyed Tiger waved its claws and fought fiercely with the iron ball in front of him, and the supreme magic weapon controlled by Fengfan, who had restored the true element's output speed, was far from being able to resist the Golden-Eyed Tiger Beast Soul.

Originally, the strongest strength that Feng Fan could exert was between the late stage of ordinary foundation building and the early stage of Huadan, and the strength of the beast soul was slightly lower than when he was alive, so the Golden Eye Tiger would inevitably fall behind in the fierce battle with the iron ball.

Feng Fan casually pointed at the scimitar, and the scimitar immediately shot at the bow long wind. Feeling the attack of a powerful aura, Gong Changfeng's complexion changed greatly, his divine sense moved quickly, and the two talismans were urged, and two layers of red and yellow light curtains appeared in front of him.

With a "whoosh", the scimitar was only blocked by the outer light curtain, and then the red light curtain formed by the middle-level rune was defeated, and then hit the yellow light curtain made of spirit runes in the inner layer, which was blocked by the light curtain.

Under the attack of the scimitar magic weapon, the yellow light curtain continued to tremble. If it weren't for Feng Fan's need to divide a part of the True Yuan Control Iron Ball to fight against the Golden-Eyed Tiger Beast Soul at this time, the yellow light curtain formed by the spirit rune in front of Gong Changfeng would have been quickly defeated.

Gong Changfeng quickly took out a few pieces of special-grade crystal jade to replenish the lost true element, after all, the previous drive to the forbidden yuan blue bowl consumed a huge amount of divine consciousness and true yuan, and the slight damage to divine consciousness required slow recovery in the future, but the loss of true yuan could be quickly recovered through crystal jade.

The Golden Eye Tiger has changed from attack to defense in the battle with the Iron Ball, and at this time, under the continuous attack of the Iron Ball, he has been losing and retreating, and the color has become a little dull.

Seeing this scene, Gong Changfeng's face was a little ugly, after all, this beast soul flag was exchanged from the fang market after he spent a lot of crystal jade, and the beast soul sealed in it was used once to lose one point of true yuan, until after the true yuan was exhausted, this beast soul flag became an ordinary superb magic weapon.

Many of the Flying Sect monks who were watching around were once again shocked by Feng Fan's strong strength, and all the monks who disagreed with Feng Fan completely changed their previous opinions. Feng Fan's victory in the Golden Moon Ancient Kingdom's Qi Gathering Period Monk Contest and the battle against Murong Xuanchen was definitely not based on luck, but on absolute strength.

The three Yuanying-level monks sitting at the front also secretly admired that Feng Fan's strength was indeed extremely strong, and there were almost no opponents among the foundation building period monks.

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