"I'm going to be hurt in your hands, fairy, you're the first person in years to force me to use a weapon. I'm also proud, so I'm going to defeat you with the Sky Thunder Gun. I admit that you can be my opponent, you are the pride of the Martial Saint Academy!" Zhao Yifan said in frustration and pain.

The head of the Heavenly Thunder Spear has purple lightning shining on it, it is a top-level divine weapon, it has a soul of its own, and it feels angry because of the pain of its master.

He gripped the Thunder Spear tightly, and he felt the heart of the Gun, with which he had fought side by side for many years. It brings strength to him, and he glorifies because it feels.

It had been silent for too many years, and today it once again felt the anger and pride of its owner. It is going to fight their enemies once again for him: the Thunder Spear, with me invincible, dominates the world!

Xiao Xian's soul felt a deep tremble, this was the first time she had this feeling in front of a weapon, the next battle must be extremely fierce, who loses and who wins, it is impossible to say.

She clenched the Coiling Dragon Jasper Sword, her heart was calm and relaxed, and a trace of water vitality replenished into her body. Her physical strength has been restored to a certain extent. In battle, especially against opponents, the slightest difference will affect the final result.

She said: "Zhao Yifan, we are fighting today, no matter who wins or loses, we are all proud." You are the senior brother of the Martial Saint Academy, and even if Dao Xuantong appeared in front of me, I would say, 'You deserve to be the number one in the world.' ’”

Zhao Yifan was a little moved: "Thank you, you are my friend." I'm glad that there is one more person in this world who understands me. ”

Xiao Xian smiled and said, "This is our senior brother, the legend of our academy. Let's turn the world upside down, it's not important to be number one in the world!" She was suddenly full of pride.

Zhao Yifan lay down with a gun in both hands, blocked in front of him, and said, "Fight!"

Xiao Xian stabbed at Zhao Yifan with a sword and said, "Let's fight it out!" Her eyes were as bright as water, and there were infinite stars shining in them.

The speed of the little fairy is like the wind, and the form is like that of a dragon. Her every move and style is flawless, and it can be said that the avenue is flawless. He had to be cautious.

Now that he has the help of the Heavenly Thunder Spear, coupled with the help of the invincible Thunder and Lightning Wind and Rain Marksmanship, his strength and momentum have reached an unprecedented height! Both of them are at the peak of the Heavenly Immortals at this time, and they are only a line away from the saints. In this battle, both of them had the opportunity to touch the realm of the saint. It's really a strong confrontation, and the more you fight, the stronger you get!

The Panlong Sword Technique has a supreme comprehension of the Dao, and the Heavenly Thunder and Wind Rain Marksmanship has a thorough understanding of the general trend of heaven and earth. Everyone in the audience was extremely attentive. Even Mo Yifan and Zhang Yuzhi, who were lying down, felt the supreme changes between heaven and earth, and thought about it in their hearts.

Happy tears flowed from the corners of Ye Lingxuan's eyes, and she once again saw the era of genius. Hundreds of years ago, the righteous side of the Three Realms Saints fought a war with the evil god organization Tianyue Organization, and too many saints and too many geniuses fell. It's a pity that these people didn't wait for the big war with the dark universe to fall.

Xiaoxian and Zhao Yifan kept fighting in the air and in the ring. The brilliance of the confrontation between the two can no longer be described in words, and it can be said that it is one of the most exciting fights among the young heroes in the past century.

Although Xiao Xian and Zhao Yifan's weapons did not directly pierce each other's bodies, the power they released had already injured each other's bodies, although they couldn't see it at all on the surface.

The power of the two easily penetrated the space, and the fragments of time and space turned into pure energy, which was absorbed by the main bodies of the two. The bodies of the two were exchanged, and this ability to jump in space only belonged to the saint powerhouse.

Their strength is rapidly depleted, and the two men intersect with their weapons, or their fists and feet intersect. Every collision can be described as tragic and abnormal.

The bloodlines of both of them are extremely strong, this is not an ancestral power that can be born with it, but a spirit forged in the continuous tempering of the battle the day after tomorrow.

With each attack, the strength of her body weakens, and her latent strength constantly repairs her internal injuries.

Zhao Yifan also has a strong self-healing ability, although his strength is soft, but it is much more domineering than Xiaoxian's calm and soft power, so he is actually more seriously injured, and his momentum is still rising, but the potential crisis is resolutely coming.

Women are strong, and men are humble and gentle. The battle between the two is actually to tap the excellent fighting power of the female body and the male body to the extreme.

Zhao Yifan didn't have the slightest release in every move, he promised Xiaoxian, then he would fight with all his might. This is the credibility of being a big brother.

Xiaoxian is also not the slightest soft, she is not only for her own pride, her reputation is just as outstanding, she is the noble princess of the Panlong clan.

The ring is no longer in shape, it is full of holes, it has withstood too many attacks, it can be completely destroyed at any time, I don't know if it will be able to make it to the final battle of this match. It persisted, even though its strength was about to run out.

(The outsider was also moved by its strength, but the battle of the strong destroyed this innocent life.) ）

Xiaoxian and Zhao Yifan, you attack and I defend, and I defend you. Although the coercion of the two is constantly weakening, the will to fight is constantly rising.

Xiao Xian's Coiling Dragon Sword Technique exhausted the water and water vitality in the surrounding space, and everyone felt a blazing dryness when they breathed. Zhao Yifan's momentum pressed the surrounding buildings down by one centimeter.

Both of their weapons were stained with each other's blood, and they still refused to admit defeat to each other. Their bodies are infinitely tired, but none of them will fall, they are squeezing the last strength of their bodies.

Zhang Yuying was a little unbearable, did we have to distinguish the winner from the loser! We are cultivators, not killing mad demons, for the so-called Lord of the Ten Directions, all the students have to fight with their lives, this is not our original intention, otherwise what is the difference between us and the demonic enemy from the dark universe.

Zhang Yuying came to His Majesty the Emperor and asked, "Your Majesty, do you have to distinguish the winners and losers? Although we are soldiers, we are also students. I hope His Majesty will rule and let this game come to an end. ”

His Majesty the Emperor looked at the four directions, he casually looked at Ye Lingxuan and Martial Saint Jiang Shang, although they were both supreme gods, this human world was his domain, and he had the right to rule on the outcome of the game.

His Majesty the Emperor stood up and said loudly, "Teachers, students of the Academy, I announce that the middle stage of the Immortal Fighting Saint Society has come to an end. Tomorrow is the final match of the first place of the Lord of the Ten Directions. Zhao Yifan is the senior of the Martial Arts Academy, and my Celestial Dynasty has always been a tradition of courtesy. Zhao Yifan has excellent results in the competition, and is now set to be the second place of the Lord of the Ten Parties: the Lord of the South. Zhao Yifan and Panlong Xiaoxian ended in a draw, and Panlong Xiaoxian was one of the first contenders for the Lord of the Ten Directions. ”

When they heard His Majesty the Emperor's words, Panlong Xiaoxian and Zhao Yifan both stopped. They each stretched out their left hands and then shook them together, and although it was a pity that they did not distinguish the winner, they preferred to accept the result calmly. We are cultivators, so how can we forget our original intention as cultivators.

Xiaoxian said in his heart: "I didn't win, I won!"

The highest state of a cultivator is to fight without fighting, but how many people in the world can dare to do it?