Ling Qiancao quickly took out a piece of super-grade crystal jade and began to replenish the true yuan. Feng Fan couldn't let him breathe, and with one hand, a giant axe talisman appeared in his hand.

Ling Qiancao's face turned cold, and while quickly absorbing the true element in the crystal jade, he was secretly on guard. Under the urging of Feng Fan Zhenyuan, the talisman turned into a giant axe in a very short period of time.

Feng Fan's right hand was raised, and the giant axe flew towards Ling Qiancao with a low whistling sound. Ling Qiancao patted the storage bag on his body, and a black shield blocked in front of him.

The giant axe collided with the black shield as if it had come out of nowhere, and suddenly the axe rose into the sky, and a crisp cracking sound came out, and a huge force surged out. The black shield was shattered by the furious blow of the giant axe, and it retreated.

This black shield is just a medium-grade defensive magic weapon, and it naturally has no advantage in resisting the attacks of high-level talismans controlled by powerful opponents. Ling Qiancao's face turned even paler, and even made people wonder if they could still support their opponent's strong attack. The fierce force slammed into Ling Qiancao through the black shield, making him feel extremely depressed.

Feng Fan pinched his hands with one hand and pointed forward, and a huge amount of True Yuan gathered away, quickly pouring into the giant axe. The giant axe transformed into a brilliant light of the debut path, and slashed away even more violently. An indescribable impact raged wildly in this instant, and its momentum suddenly soared.

The huge force impacted the black shield, Ling Qiancao took a few steps back in a row before he could stand firm, and the size of the black shield also became a little smaller. The super-grade crystal jade had already been sucked dry of the true element, and Ling Qiancao replaced it with a piece of high-grade crystal jade, frantically absorbing the true yuan inside.

Ling Wanhai under the stone platform showed a worried look, because it seemed that Feng Fan's strength was stronger than Ling Qiancao's. If there were no special circumstances, Ling Qiancao's defeat was only a matter of time.

Phantom Yue Zhenren looked calm, with a sad and joyful expression, and all the monks stared closely at the fierce duel on the stone platform.

Ling Qiancao hesitated for a moment, seemed to have made up her mind, and touched it into her arms, and two emerald green pills the size of beans appeared in her right hand. Nine Turns to the Elixir!

Feng Fan immediately recognized what kind of elixir Ling Qiancao had taken out. Without hesitation, Ling Qiancao threw the two Nine Transformation Spirit Pills into his mouth and quickly swallowed them.

Feng Fan secretly smiled bitterly, the Nine Transformation Elixir is an elixir for cultivating and replenishing the true element, and its effect on replenishing the true element is better than that of Jingyu, but it can only take one pill a day. If you take too much, you can slightly increase your cultivation and replenish the lost true yuan in a short period of time, but this will not only cause damage to your body, but it will also be extremely detrimental to your future cultivation, and it seems that the opponent is desperate to win this competition.

Feng Fan was secretly speechless, if he changed to a disciple of the Flying Heaven Sect, he would definitely not take this elixir in the first competition. Because only if the Flying Heaven Sect monk wins the third round of the competition and enters the top four, he can be rewarded with a Nine Transformation Elixir.

Ling Qiancao's face suddenly became ruddy, the True Yuan fluctuations on his body became stronger again, and the black shield also returned to its original size, and it also exuded a trace of black aura. Ling Qiancao's expression also became calm, as if he had never consumed true yuan.

The originally unsuspenseful duel on the stone platform added variables, which also made many monks under the stone platform feel uplifted. Feng Fan quickly took out a piece of super-grade crystal jade and began to absorb the true element within it. Feng Fan had already taken a Nine Transformation Spirit Pill when he woke up in the morning, he was not as crazy as his opponent, so he went to take the second one.

Before the Giant Axe Talisman could deplete its True Element, Feng Fan took it back. Ling Qiancao glanced at the shield, and when he saw that it was full of holes, he couldn't help but look gloomy, and put the shield into the storage bag.

Ling Qiancao took out the short knife and waved it with his right hand, and the white light continued to rotate around the short knife. After each rotation of the short knife, the color of the cold glow will be dazzling. Ling Qiancao opened his mouth and squirted a breath of essence into the black air mass, and Sen Han's brilliance burst out.

Ling Qiancao's figure suddenly moved, and in an instant, he came a few feet in front of Feng Fan. Ling Qiancao's right arm swung towards Feng Fan, and Sen Bai's sword surged towards Feng Fan at great speed.

Feng Fan shook his robe, and Tiangang Ding appeared in the void in front of him. With a "boom", the cold mangs turned into a little starlight, falling like raindrops, and the short knife body also hit the Tiangang Ding.

The aura of violent destruction gushed out, and suddenly the air flow was like a knife, and the cold light was shining. Tiangang Ding was greatly impacted, and instantly retreated a little, hitting Feng Fan's body protection True Yuan Imperial Cover, and a cold cold aura came from through the True Yuan Imperial Cover.

Feng Fan was a little surprised, it seemed that the attack power of the magic skill was indeed very strong, otherwise he would be able to exert the strength equivalent to the strength of the initial level monk in the early stage of foundation building, and he blocked the opponent's attack with a superb magic weapon, and finally was hit by that power to his True Yuan Imperial Shield.

Ling Qiancao continued to attack Feng Fan, and a Dao Sen white brilliance drove an incomparable ferocious aura, violently rushing towards Feng Fan, hitting Tiangang Ding. With the sound of countless crisp sounds, Sen Sen's chill burst out, and bursts of earth-shattering aura erupted. Brilliant swords surged in, as if they were about to pierce the void and sweep through everything.

Ling Qiancao was extremely shocked, his Yin Demon Qi was extremely powerful, and it was difficult for a cultivator of the same level to resist by concentrating on the short knife to attack. Not only that, but just now, in order to increase his attack power, he also squirted a breath of essence on the short knife. This made the attack power of the short knife much stronger, and it was unexpectedly impossible to shake the opponent in the slightest amount of several attacks, Ling Qiancao couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

Feng Fan's sleeve robe flicked, and at the same time, a rapid moan came out of his mouth, and the ice pick technique was formed again. Ling Qiancao was shocked, his body retreated sharply, and dozens of icicles suddenly appeared in front of him. The icicles began to spin rapidly, already enveloping Ling Qiancao inside.

Feng Fan's right hand pointed at Ling Qiancao, and countless ice picks flew out like a sky. The icicles swarmed towards Ling Qiancao like a tide, hitting the icicles like thunderbolts. A huge sound roared, and countless ice-breaking sounds flew to the top of the Heavenly Mountain, and powerful spiritual power surged vertically and horizontally, bursting out with a power that was enough to destroy heaven and earth.

After experiencing countless entanglements, the icicles and icicles had all turned into nothing, and Ling Qiancao had consumed a lot of True Yuan in resisting Feng Fan's high-level spell attacks this time.

Feng Fan didn't use all his strength in these two attacks, mainly to test the opponent's strength. Seeing that the opponent's defense was nothing more than that, Feng Fan was ready to strike with all his strength and defeat the opponent. Feng Fan pinched the trick with his right hand, and the ice pick technique was formed again. Ling Qiancao pinched a magic decision with his left hand, and the icicles reappeared.

"Go. As Feng Fan's cold voice came out, countless ice picks rushed towards Ling Qiancao like rocks piercing through the air, locking Ling Qiancao and the vast area around it.