At this moment, Xu Yan has long been unable to care about the uproar and consternation of thousands of disciples outside the arena, for him, he is already at the very edge of the battle circle, as long as he takes a step back, it is a real step away, and he will become the final loser of this competition.

The eighth style of the poor autumn sword technique.

"The sword is as hot as the wind!"

Li Ku let out a loud shout in his mouth, and the long sword he held in his right hand instantly shone brightly.

Above the blade of the sword, there was a flame lingering.

At the same time, in the battle circle of the martial arts training square, around Li Ku's side, another cold wind suddenly rose, blowing his black hair dancing wildly, along with a numb robe, he was also hunting.

Xu Yan was also in this cold wind that seemed to blow from the deep valley, but at this moment, his feeling was completely different from Li Ku, because in Xu Yan's perception, this inexplicable cold wind formed by the continuous superposition of the opponent's sword moves was not only full of gloom, but also had a cold and murderous aura.

The stronger the wind.

The light of the long sword in Li Ku's hand intensified.

The next moment, Li Ku, who was under the blazing flames, finally showed a trace of hideousness on his face that had been hidden for a long time, and he said hoarsely to Xu Yan: "It seems that everything is going to end, junior brother!"

Then, without waiting for Xu Yan to answer, he suddenly slashed the long sword with the fiery red flame in his hand towards the former.

This sword is the last style in the poor autumn sword technique, and it is also the strongest sword.

On the viewing platform, Feng Yuanshan looked at the raging flames burning in the dark blue twilight, and he was already relieved, as if he had seen that one of the two most outstanding disciples in his hands was about to eliminate the boiling genius sword cultivator who had been rumored before.

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In the camp of the Winter Character Sect, Qiu Yuanjin looked at Xu Yan, who had been completely submerged in the flames, his beautiful eyes were dull, and he muttered to himself: "I didn't expect it to be such a one-sided competition, originally I thought he would be able to go to the end, hey, it seems that the cultivation time is too short." ”

On Qiu Yuanjin's side, Xu Hui's eyes were staring at the battle circle, and he kept praying in his heart: "No, no, Brother Xu will definitely not lose." ”

......

"I didn't expect that little junior brother to be angry twice before, and he was going to be killed after all, I originally thought how strong he was, it seems that it is nothing more than that, but Li Ku of the Qiuzi faction is really strong, this person should not be underestimated!"

"Yes, I didn't expect that the Qiuzi Sect would also have such a strong disciple in this session, I think the position of the Xiazi Sect is not guaranteed. ”

"Shut up for me, since the surname Xu has a sect master as a backer, how can he not have hole cards?"

......

At this moment, the disciples of various factions had different opinions.

However, most people feel that Xu Yan has a better chance of defeat, and only a few people always feel that Xu Yan will definitely not be defeated so easily.

For example, the two Chen brothers of the Xia Character Sect, and Gu Xueqing, the only remaining outer disciple of the Chun Character Sect, and the Winter Character Sect, who had already wanted to cry and had tears in her eyes, but remembered that not long ago, Brother Xu asked her not to cry easily.

However, among these people, none of them can compare to the man in the green shirt with the highest status.

Zhao Bailian watched the flames in the sky wrap Xu Yan in it, his face was still as calm as water, and it was not until the flames were completely separated from Li Ku's sword that he said softly, "It's now." ”

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A silver thread suddenly lit up from the flames in the sky.

Among the thousands of disciples who were present.

No one saw it.

But Li Ku, who was in front of this silver thread, felt the horror of this silver thread very clearly, so with a frightened face, his body instantly retreated more than ten feet, and even after stopping, he still looked at the silver thread with palpitations.

Sure enough.

After he flew out, the silver thread instantly swelled into a huge sword qi.

The appearance is just like the world's famous sword, the heirloom of the Lotus Sect, Fuyao.

Xu Yan held the long sword in his hand and swung it down.

The waves of fire in the sky were directly cut in half by him, and they all bypassed his body, but after the sword qi split the fire, it still showed a momentum like a bamboo, without the slightest stop, and continued to rush towards Li Ku, who was more than ten zhang away.

The sword qi galloped away from the air.

Every time he flew a distance, the sword qi would skyrocket by one zhang in length.

Li looked at the Heavenly Giant Sword, which was already more than ten zhang long when it was close to him, and finally showed a wry smile in the true sense.

The sword qi smashed down, and it rolled up a cloud of smoke and dust.

Li Kuyang sword struggled to support, but he was still slashed by this sword qi and flew out, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to roll out of the battle circle, but at the last moment, he wiped his sword on the ground fiercely, bringing up a string of sparks splashing around, but he stopped the decline of his body continuing to roll.

Ignoring the mud and dust on a rag robe.

Li Ku stiffened a carp and turned over and stood up.

After completely stabilizing his figure, he looked at Xu Yan with a solemn face, and said in a cold voice: "I didn't expect you to have such a profound sword move, you really deserve to be the sect master's personal disciple, which makes people so jealous, but this sword consumes a lot of your strength, I just don't know, how much strength is left in your qi mansion to use this kind of sword move?"

Xu Yan looked at Li Ku, who was embarrassed but obviously fine, but his face couldn't help but turn a little pale, but his tone was still very calm, and he replied: "If you want to know how much energy is left in my Qi Mansion, you can come up and find out." ”

At this moment, both of them are on the verge of the battle circle, and they are only one foot away from deciding the final victory, but unfortunately, both of them withstood each other's attacks at the last moment.

Seeing that his face was pale, Li Ku had to pretend to be calm, and immediately sneered, he paced back to the center of the battle circle, and said at the same time: "Little junior brother, it's useless to pretend to be calm on your face, if I'm not mistaken, you should have just broken through to the third floor, right?"

Xu Yan didn't care that the other party could see through his cultivation at a glance, but replied with a chuckle: "Since Senior Brother also thinks that pretense is useless, then why did you put a sad face on me before, as if you were facing a great enemy, could it be that Senior Brother thinks that this will make me underestimate your strength?"

When Li Ku heard this, his face couldn't help but be a little hot, and then he snorted coldly, no longer continuing to dwell on this issue, he gradually approached Xu Yan, the long sword in his right hand was already trembling, only to see him trot up again, and wanted to get close to Xu Yan who was standing in place without moving.

Xu Yan saw that he was rushing to kill again, so naturally he would no longer let him approach so casually, and immediately pinched the sword trick with his hand.

Shake hovers in the air at the side of his shoulder.

Then Xu Yan spat out a word lightly.

"Hurry!"

Fuyao burst away in an instant.

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In the Chunzi Sect, Zhou Xian, who was already an ordinary elder, suddenly stood up from his seat after seeing this scene.

His face was gloomy!