"It's strange, how this kid's defense has become more intensive, and it is extremely difficult to damage with the attack of the phantom sword technique. Ru Xiu couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

Every time the long sword in his hand pierced the air and swooped towards the burly man in front of him, he would be blocked by his arms covering the rock formations one after another.

It seems to be losing and retreating, but in fact, it is as stable as Mount Tai, leaving no gap that can be broken.

"Is it difficult, my swordsmanship effect is useless, this is impossible......" Ru Xiu's face gradually became difficult to see.

The sword shadows are like flying flocculents, and the purple light is bright and dazzling, which makes many people watching the battle intoxicated.

"It's coming, it's just a little bit. ”

Daniel Zhang just gritted his teeth, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead to resist.

The purple light blade in front of him spread all over the field of vision, and the sparks produced by cutting through the hard stones splashed up in all directions, and the awe-inspiring killing intent filled every inch of space.

After three breaths, Daniel Zhang had already adjusted all his qi to a bottleneck state, and the mana in his body flowed as quickly as a mountain stream.

On his body, there was a heavy and strong momentum, which made people tremble.

"Something is wrong!"

The sword momentum in Ru Xiu's hand froze slightly, and after sensing that something was wrong, he was about to withdraw and stabilize his breath to launch an attack again.

At this time, the momentum around Daniel Zhang's body soared, and the nodules climbed at an alarming speed, and the violent qi wave spread outward.

"Kill!"

A thunderbolt shouted loudly on a sunny day, resounding throughout the martial arts stage.

Like a flood that opened the floodgates and broke the dam, the whole person burst out all the energy that had been stored for a long time.

"Sure enough, this person is not affected by my phantom sword technique!"

Ru Xiu's eyes contracted suddenly, the long sword in his hand trembled, and a sense of alarm suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.

Daniel Zhang just clenched his fists deadly, rushing away in the face of the unpredictable sword momentum, the whole arm condensed countless dazzling brown light, and in an instant, a stone arm like a giant was shockedly formed.

The solid rock was firmly covered, and it was covered with large and small spell marks, and the huge fist contained incomparably thick mana fluctuations.

"Mountain Fist!"

Two words came out of his mouth, firm and powerful, with a sense of awe.

In Ru Xiu's stunned gaze, a huge stone fist as large as a basin gathered countless rays of light and smashed towards him, and the heavy pressure that belonged to the mountains swept through his body violently.

"Remember, I'm Li Xiu!" Daniel Zhang roared.

On the four light curtains in the south, east, west, and north, this scene is clearly presented in front of everyone's eyes, and this scene is deeply left in the hearts of many monks.

A man whose body was covered with large and small blood marks suddenly burst out with great power and threw a punch that he couldn't resist!

Ru Xiu realized the power of this punch, and knew that the phantom sword technique was difficult to block, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword momentum in his hand became fierce, and the true qi and mana in his body flowed wildly.

It is worthy of being a group of top Qi cultivators of the Qianji Sect, and their reaction ability is also extremely fast.

Several colorful swords crossed and crossed, swishing towards the huge stone fist with a piercing scream.

Thundered......

The sword qi tore through the air, and waves of qi rushed out.

Ru Xiu only felt a suffocation in his chest, and in his field of vision, that hard stone fist smashed the Dao Dao sword violently.

"No ......"

A scream of fear came out of his mouth, and his whole body was cold.

Boom!

A figure flew out of the air with a tremendous force, and then fell to the ground like a sandbag, with a dull thud.

"Poof......

A stream of blood spurted out of Ru Xiu's mouth, mixed with the shattering of internal organs, and he was embarrassed at this time, the long sword had already come out of his hand and fell several feet away.

He lost.

Daniel Zhang's large arm covered with rocks could no longer support it after this blow, and the brown light flashed, and the stones slipped down, revealing thick skin.

Covered in blood, his chest heaved and panting, and locks of black hair were glued together with sweat.

In this battle, it was the Zhang family who won again!

"How is this possible!" Elder Fury Flame roared as he watched everything in amazement.

He really couldn't believe that the situation of this battle had changed so quickly, and the disciple he was proud of a moment ago was still suppressing the other party without the power to resist, but somehow, the Zhang family suddenly burst out and defeated him.

"Hahahaha, yes! Well done!"

Zhang Hao stroked his palms and laughed.

Then he looked at the Elder Fuyan, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What? You lost another game, what the hell did you do?"

The meaning of teasing in these words was extremely strong, which made the faces of all the monks of the Qianji Sect present change, and their hearts were suddenly filled with anger.

"Two wins in three games, I wonder if you still want to continue to compete?" Zhang Zixian coughed lightly and said with a smile.

Hearing this, both the elders and disciples of the Qianji Sect felt that their faces were gloomy.

The crowd watching the battle suddenly became lively, all talking about the competition just now, and there were countless people who made fun of the Qianji faction.

"Haha, the Qianji faction has lost again!"

"No, is this the strength of the top disciples of the sect?

"What a shame! It seems that the Qi cultivators of the Qianji Sect will not be able to raise their heads in the future!"

"You've lost two games, do you dare to compete?"

............

The overwhelming words greeted them, which made the monks of the Qianji sect ashamed, and they were very difficult to find a crack in the ground to get into.

What a shame!

These two battles are not just a competition of Qi cultivators, they are actually of greater significance, equivalent to the contest between the two major forces behind them.

A disciple who has been cultivated by a sect for more than 2,000 years is not as good as a clansman with a history of less than 200 years.

This is really criticized.

It is conceivable that if this matter spreads, those dignitaries and landlords and squires in various places, who else will send their children to the Qianji faction for cultivation?

The six sect elders all realized this serious problem, and their hearts suddenly felt cold.

They will not be able to deal with this crime after they go back.

Now there was only one last Qi cultivator competition left, and even if they won, it would not change the outcome of their defeat.

But even so, it can't be compared directly for the sake of face, right?

This face is even more embarrassing!

There were 1,000 or more people watching the battle, and there were locals and monks from outside, and the scene would be even more sensational.

What's the matter? You extremist factions can't afford to lose? Are you scared too much?

Unexpectedly, things would develop to this point, which put the elders in a dilemma.

If you lose again, you can ......

Qing Juzi's face was gloomy as water, and after taking a deep breath, "Yin Jiu, you play." ”

When the man known as Yin Jiu heard this, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he took a step forward and arched his hand, "Disciple takes orders." ”

The situation has reached the point where even winning cannot change the outcome.

But if you don't continue to send people to play, it will cause ridicule from the crowd of spectators.

"Yin Jiu, you should know that this battle is important. Qingjuzi said.

Now, somehow, he is already a little discouraged, and he will not have much joy in the next step even if he wins.

I just hope that this one will not be lost again.

If you really lose three games in a row, the consequences are unimaginable.

Yin Jiu knew what was at stake, and to be honest, before he came, he couldn't have imagined the strength of this Xiuzhen family's disciple.

His strength is basically the same as the first two peers.

The current Yin Jiu no longer dares to despise it in the slightest.

The corners of Zhang Zixian's mouth hooked up a faint smile, and he said to a dignified clansman in front of him: "Just do your best, anyway, the ending is decided." ”

This clansman's name is Zhang Lu, and he belongs to the Xianyu lineage.

Zhang Lu had a straight face, "Don't worry, master, I will definitely win and win this last game!"

"Well, the head of the house believes in you. Zhang Zixian stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"What's the big deal, it's a big deal to give them a win, don't let the family go back and be embarrassed. ”

I saw Zhang Hao's loud voice.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the monks of the Qianji sect turned green.

Disgrace!

What a shame!

This battle must be fought!

Elder Fuyan was so disgusted by this mighty and tall man that he couldn't slap him to ashes!

The other elders were also staring at Zhang Haomeng, who was laughing, and they couldn't wait to tear his mouth apart!

It's too much!

At this time, Zhang Fengjiu, who was floating above the martial arts stage, was in a good mood, he looked at the group of sect monks with interest, looking at their embarrassed expressions, and felt that he was becoming more and more fluttering.

"I don't know, if this third game is really won, I don't know how much trouble it will be for this Qianji Sect to collect disciples in the future?"

Zhang Fengjiu's tone was playful.

If a force wants to maintain a steady stream of vitality, it is natural that its foundation must be stable, and if it starts to corrode from the bottom, it will definitely decay in the future.

It may even die out.

"Don't worry, with the ancestor here, this battle will not let you lose. Zhang Fengjiu looked at the clansman who went out to fight, and said with a smile like a flower.

It is you extremists who are aggressive, so the despair that follows should also be borne by you.