"Why not?"

As Fang Hao fell, he jumped and jumped onto the battle star platform at once.

When the referee elders can't be sure. As another man appeared from the void, his aura made all the disciples present tremble.

But his face was extremely calm and he directly agreed to the fight.

"I've seen the Sect Master of the Tianhua Sect!"

The three great elders of the sect blinked their eyes and raised their heads to the man behind them.

Meanwhile.

The audience disciples below were already boiling, and they didn't expect the battle they were looking forward to to start so soon.

"Oh yes!"

"It's so exciting, I didn't expect it to be Xing Wuxian who took the initiative to challenge ....."

"yes, look at it like this, this battle will definitely be more exciting....."

“......”

Some of the audience disciples couldn't wait for a contest between a newly rising ruthless genius and the head of the three sects of immortal cultivation geniuses.

They were already excited, and even Yun Shaoyang was full of expectations for this battle.

On the Battlestar Stage.

in view.

A white-robed boy and a gray-clothed boy looked at each other, and the gray-clothed boy always maintained a smile in his eyes, still calm and calm.

The white-robed young man stood on the opposite side as well, the little thief cat on his shoulder, wagging his tail. It seems that he doesn't care about all this, standing on his shoulder, leisurely.

"Let's shoot!"

All the disciples in the field, and the elders in the referee's seat were under the urgent attention. Seeing that there was no trace of the punishment, it was rare that he did not choose to move one hand again, and was surprised to find that both of his hands were all spread. And Fang Hao's face showed a solemn look.

"Wow~ Are my eyes spent? Senior Brother Xing Wuxian has two hands, which has never been encountered before....."

"It's so exciting, this year's big competition - it's the most intense I've ever seen..."

"Hurry up, don't grind....."

“......”

The disciples in the audience exclaimed, and even began to get excited.

This is special, something that has never been encountered before, and this session has all happened.

What kind of big is late, the immortal cultivation genius was directly beaten and lost his combat effectiveness, all kinds of one-punch kills, including the two-handed battle of the current punishment without a trace. It's never happened before, and this one — seems to have been a shit luck.

"Good!"

At this moment, Fang Hao did not have the calmness he had before. This time the opponent is not ordinary, he also has a solemn face, and the breath of his whole body is emanating. The momentum of the two sides collided in the void, like turning over the river and the sea, incredible.

Even those ordinary Foundation Building Period Elders, if they weren't watching the battle, would still think they were of the same level.

"Purple Star Fist!"

With Fang Hao's previous character, in the face of his opponent, he would never take the initiative to attack. But this time he made a decision, if he didn't strike first, then this battle - it would not be able to fight.

A punch broke out, Fang Hao's boxing technique, with a domineering purple light, was like a rotating star, prying everything, crushing = everything.

I saw that the gray robe on the opposite side was without a trace, and his palms were waved out in unison, as if playing Tai Chi.

His palms swirled in the air, and at that moment, a very faint aura appeared on his body. It seems to be an artistic conception, which is similar to the space fur that Fang Hao comprehended.

"Return—nothing!"

Only two words were heard in a faint voice, and they were faintly spit out from the mouth of the torture without a trace, and the vague breath was running rapidly on him, like the fluctuations of water, endlessly.

Meanwhile.

Fang Hao's Purple Star Fist was like a blasting star, directly hitting the Punishment Traceless palms.

Between the electric sparks, I only saw endless waves of water in my palms, as if I was unloading Fang Hao's fist power little by little.

Previously, he used one hand. can defuse Yun Shaoyang's attack, not to mention, it is still a stunt of his two hands.

"It really feels like hitting the water.... There is no trace of this punishment... Forty percent of my strength was removed at once..."

Fang Hao said to himself in his heart, this person is really a little difficult.

The audience disciples below in the distance were already excited, watching the two sides keep making moves. The sound of shouting and shouting was even more intense, echoing between the sects of the Tianhua Sect for a long time.

Although it was unloaded, it still had 60 percent of the strength. The momentum has not diminished much.

However, the remaining sixty percent of his strength did not pose much threat to the immortal cultivation genius of Xing Wuji, and a slight deflection blocked Fang Hao's strength.

Although it was blocked, there were still some domineering force attacks, hitting him, causing Xing Wuxian to take two or three steps back.

....

"Haha, I'm really not mistaken! Brother, show your real skills...."

The punishment on the other side was traceless, and he laughed loudly. How long has it not happened to be able to meet a decent opponent at the same age?

Of course, he wanted to have a good fight. Because of this fight, he is leaving-the land of the South Ridge.

"Hehe! that's exactly what I wanted..."

Fang Hao's expression moved slightly.

With a pair of eyes like stars, he looked at the gray-robed young man opposite, although the power of being removed was very uncomfortable.

But it is also a pleasure to meet such an opponent.

Immediately afterward, the two sides began to fight non-stop.

Fang Hao's domineering fist intent was accompanied by a brave and invincible momentum. As well as the punishment without a trace to soften the rigidity, the palm is like the momentum of feng shui.

The two sides were in the Battle Star Stage, and they were inextricably fighting, and there were bursts of fluctuations, and countless breaths emanated from the Battle Star Platform, making the audience disciples below shout and enjoy it.

This level of intensity is completely incomparable to the previous fights, and it is not on the same level.

Even the elders and sect masters in the referee's seat had a twinkle in their eyes, as if they wanted these two to see through.

"Purple Star Fist!"

I don't know when, Fang Hao let out a loud roar. It woke up all the audience disciples present at once, and at this time, they felt tightness in their chests, as if they were holding their breath, and they couldn't get out of it.

That fist intent, with a hint of brilliance blessed by the little seedling, and some of the spatial fur artistic conceptions he comprehended merged with each other. In the Qi Cultivation Stage, this is already an incredible level! How could it be possible to do this in an ordinary Qi Refining Period?

But the gray-robed young man opposite Fang Hao did not show the slightest hint of retreat except that his face became solemn. There is even a stronger fighting spirit.

"Void!"

Then he spit out two words faintly from Xing Wuji's mouth, and he didn't understand the meaning of the noun at all. However, at this time, the artistic conception of his hands fluctuated even more intensely, and even Fang Hao was almost brought in.

The Purple Star Fist carried a domineering purple light that pierced directly through the air, causing the air to fall into a state of hissing. The speed reaches the extreme of the Qi refining stage, and each convenient hides the weakness to the minimum.

The fists and palms were staggered, Fang Hao's punch was like hitting in the wind, and this time it was even more uncomfortable than hitting in the water.

It is a higher level than the artistic conception of returning to nothingness.

The former mainly removes the power of others, while the latter directly absorbs the power of others into nothingness.

If the two stack at the same time, you're invincible. There is nothing you can do about this power.

"Boom!"

"Haha, interesting, come again...."

At this time, Fang Hao felt very happy. Then, his punches became even more aggressive, even beyond his own limits.

The palm technique of the punishment without a trace changed back and forth, and occasionally with a move, a dark energy hit Fang Hao's body. Although Fang Hao felt some pain, with his current physique, he didn't care about the pain. There is even a feeling of stimulation of body refining.

This made Xing Wuxian feel a little frightened, and his dark strength was also a powerful move. Unexpectedly, the young man opposite him didn't have to be dissolved at all, and he could resist a little.

The audience disciples below were already full of blood when they saw this fierce battle. It's like they're fighting on the field, screaming and shouting, jagged and uneven. pushed the three major competitions to the climax.

Twenty moves!

Fifty strokes!

Seventy moves!

.....

One hundred tricks!

There was still a fierce collision on the battle star platform, and no one could tell which side was inferior and which side was superior. The sound of explosions continued, and even the field near the Battle Star Terrace was a little potholed.

The speed of the two sides was not seen clearly by many disciples in the audience. It's so fast, so fast that their eyes can barely keep up with the rhythm.

One hundred and fifty moves!

Two hundred moves!

.....

I don't know when everyone has become numb, and after fighting so much, it can only explain one thing. No matter how hard they fight, no one will win.

Just at the time of the 400th move, the two sides finally stopped.

.....

Ten meters apart, the two looked at each other from a distance. did not continue to shoot again, and the audience disciples were quiet at this time.