Zhou Ding had just jumped off the competition platform, and Yi Xiaopeng immediately glanced at the crowd.

A bald head, with nine knots on his head, of medium stature, dressed in a yellow monk's robe, and a flywheel slash hanging from his right arm.

[Flywheel Chop Divine Soldier Ranking, made by Tangmen, weighing fourteen catties and two taels, is a round flywheel with a width of a foot, the flywheel chop has three layers, the first layer is also the outermost layer, which is made of dark iron, extremely hard, and the second layer is a blood droplet, made of King Kong, with a total of eight knife teeth, which can be rotated at will, and the third layer is the mechanism layer, with some changes. 】

This person is known as the Flywheel Monk Fu Huang in the rivers and lakes, good at the Golden Bell Jar, the Flywheel Chop makes it supernatural, quite famous.

Fu Huang clenched his fists at Ren Xing, and said: "Fu Huang is under Fu Huang, please advise the Sword Emperor." ”

Ren Xing had just defeated Zhou Ding, and he could be regarded as venting, but he was also happy in his heart, looked at Fu Huang, and laughed: "Fu Huang, haha, I have heard of it, it seems that I can have a good time today, not bad." ”

Fu Huang made a defensive gesture, stretched forward his right hand, and the flywheel slid to the wrist of his right hand, and the blood droplets in the second layer slowly rotated.

Ren Xingzheng was excited, and when he saw Fu Huang's action, he took the cold front in his hand and slashed at Fu Huang diagonally.

Fu Huang has already seen Ren Xing make a move, and he also has a certain understanding of Ren Xing, and it is impossible for him to go head-to-head with Ren Xing, so in order to consume Ren Xing's internal strength as much as possible, he can only focus on defense, but the golden bell jar is useful for ordinary people, and he is slightly powerless for a master like Ren Xing, and there is also a huge gap in his own strength.

Seeing Ren Xing rushing forward, Fu Huang dodged sideways, and the flywheel in his hand slashed out of his hand, with the sound of "whirring" blood droplets spinning, and flew towards Ren Xing in an arc.

Ren Xing also knew the weirdness of the flywheel slash, and when he split the air, he jumped sideways, and the cold front in his hand took advantage of the momentum to pick up, and swung out a crescent-shaped sword qi, slashing at the flywheel slash fiercely, and docking with the flying flywheel slash.

"Bang-"

With a muffled sound, the sword qi shattered, spreading out a strong current, and Yu Wei set off a puff of smoke and dust.

And the flywheel slash was also repelled by the sword qi of the sword, and as the sword qi of the sword flew towards Fu Huang, he was withdrawn from his hand by Fu Huang.

Ren Xing just landed on the sideflip, and his spinning pace was like a phantom, taking advantage of the momentum of turning, the cold front in his hand swept towards Fu Huang. Fu Huang's kung fu is not weak, and he has a hard kung fu, and he is good at defending as an attack, if he is careful to avoid the edge of Ren Xing, he can fight with Ren Xing.

I saw that on the competition platform, the sword and knife qi flew horizontally, the flywheel slashed and rotated on the competition platform, the phantoms were heavy, and there were bursts of sound from time to time, like a fairy fighting, so that everyone was dazzled.

Such a wonderful competition is rare to encounter in ordinary martial arts conferences, and this time it is also thanks to the blessing of frost and snow, which opened everyone's eyes.

Ren Xing also knew the severity of his hand, and after a few attacks, he increased his strength.

Fu Huang can still be stable against eighty percent of the internal force's punishment, and against ninety percent of the internal force's punishment, the pressure will follow.

Ren Xing rushed suddenly, leaned forward, and swept towards Fu Huang.

Fu Huang retracted the flywheel chop back to the wrist of his right hand, blocked in front of him, leaned forward, the internal force exploded, and caught the knife swept by Ren Xing, only to hear the sound of "ding", a strong momentum, from between the cold front and the flywheel chop, although Fu Huang took the blow of Ren Xing, but under the brute force of Ren Xing, the pace moved back a little, the body leaned back slightly, and then jumped back with the help of the retreat momentum.

Ren Xing seized the opportunity, followed in one step, and slashed hard, Fu Huang hurriedly dodged to the left, avoiding Ren Xing's edge, the flywheel slashed out of his hand, bypassed the side of Ren Xing, and rotated back from the rear of Ren Xing, attacking Ren Xing's stamina, and at the same time slapping Ren Xing with all his strength.

Fu Huang and Ren Xing also fought for a quarter of an hour, although Ren Xing just wanted to play with Fu Huang, but his patience was almost over, and his internal force exploded and he made a move (Cloud Roll Dust Knife).

This move is the ninth form of the sword technique, which is a move that wields the sword qi to protect oneself, and at the same time entangles the enemy with the sword qi of the sword and gives the enemy a strong blow at close range, which is extremely powerful.

I saw Ren Xingfei jumping up, holding Leng Feng with both hands, and swinging violently, the internal force that erupted out of the formation of the sword qi of the tyrant, like a pale green tornado more than two zhang high, shrouded Ren Xing in the tornado, and soared up.

That powerful force flew out of the dragon scroll and flew out of the sword qi in all directions, and the cold front in Ren Xing's hand also chased the sword qi towards Fu Huang below.

Fu Huang hurriedly dodged, only to see that the successive sword qi with that edge and strength, like a crescent moon, landed on the competition platform, making a roar, and then flew up a puff of smoke and dust.

Until Ren Xing flew to the peak of the tornado, the qi of the entire tornado, with the swing of the cold front, turned into the blade of the sword qi, flashed with cold light, and followed the sword qi of the sword to pursue Fu Huang.

Fu Huang's flywheel slash has been disturbed by the tornado qi of Ren Xing, and Fu Huang has no choice but to use the tightrope in his hand to retract the flywheel slash that was knocked away.

And when Ren Xing fell to the halfway waist of the dragon scroll, Fu Huang could only choose to confront the sword qi of the overlord in order to catch the flywheel slash, and then raised his right hand above his head, bursting out with ten percent of his strength, and used the flywheel slash to resist the sword qi of the overlord sword.

"Bang bang bang-"

The continuous muffled sound came, and the gap in internal force became more and more obvious, Fu Huang's flywheel slashed under the frenzied sword qi collision, and was gradually suppressed, and even Fu Huang bent down under that huge pressure, obviously defeated.

Ren Xing was about to land, the cold front in his hand was raised, and he held it with both hands, and with a violent force split, with the remaining strength of the tornado's qi, it turned into a pale green blade and slashed towards Fu Huang.

Although Fu Huang has done his best, after all, there is a gap in strength, so in order to take over the blow of the next sentence, Fu Huang activated the organ at the organ level.

Hearing only the sound of "Zheng", the flywheel slash in Fu Huang's hand suddenly opened, like a protective umbrella, covering Fu Huang, and Fu Huang also burst out of his remaining internal force to resist the knife force of Ren Xing.

Ren Xing originally planned to collect some internal force, but when he saw the open flywheel slash, he didn't collect his strength, but just took a half step back and slashed down with Leng Feng's blade.

"Bang-"

With a loud bang, the pale green blade slashed at the flywheel slash, and the open flywheel slash resisted the entire sword qi of the overlord sword, and then a strong current spread out from the place where the power was docked, like a ring exploding.

Although Fu Huang took this blow, under the arrogance of Ren Xing, Fu Huang's pace was a little unsteady due to the gap in internal strength, and he took two steps back and suffered some minor injuries.

The victory and defeat have been divided, and Ren Xing also put away the knife, and said with a smile: "Accept." ”

Fu Huang put away the flywheel slash, and then bowed his hand and said: "The sword technique of the sword is really worthy of its name, Fu Huang admires it." ”