"Feng has no regrets! It's him!"

"He is the eighth on the Tiandong list! And he also has a nickname called 'Blood Sealing Gun', it is said that as soon as his iron blood gun comes out, he will definitely hit the blood. ”

"And he is eighteen years old this year, and his Xuan Power level has reached the second level of the Quenching Xuan Realm!

"It seems that Yan Long has been arrogant for a long time, and he is about to be beaten. ”

The discussion in the audience was clearly heard, and the information gathered let him know that the enemy in front of him was an out-and-out formidable enemy.

As for the Tiandong list, he had already heard of it during this time, it was said that it was a list specially set up for young mysteries under the age of twenty in Tiandong City, and none of the mysteries who could be on the list were simple.

"I didn't expect me to fight you," Feng Wuregret's eyelids drooped slightly, and his gaze was indifferent: "Frankly, you have made me feel a sense of crisis, but...... It's not enough. ”

"Are the people of the three of you all so fond of bragging?" others are arrogant, and Yan Long will only be more arrogant than him: "Aren't you afraid that in the end, your face will be slapped?

"It's because he's too underestimating and he's been carried away by the whims...... At the end of the day, I'm still a fool. Feng Wuregret shrugged his shoulders, his right hand wiped the Xuanjie from his left hand, and an iron-blooded spear engraved with blood-red lines was held in his hand, and the tip of the spear slashed slightly on the ground, rubbing out sparks: "Take out your weapon, then you may not lose too quickly." ”

Yan Long smiled slightly, and just when Feng Wuregret thought that he would not take out his weapon, he suddenly made the same movement as him - with a touch of his right hand, a heavy pale golden giant sword appeared. Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, the sword was slightly loosened, and the tip of the sword smacked slightly on the ground.

Click!

The ground made of rock jade was poked by the giant sword with several cracks, and Zhong Wendong's eyes were shocked...... He had served as a supervisor of several gambling battles, so he naturally knew how hard this competition table was, and the giant sword, just a light release, turned out to be ......

And the appearance of this giant sword naturally once again aroused the audience's discussion.

"What kind of weapon is that? Okay...... It's huge!"

"It looks like a sword, but it'...... We've never seen a sword this big. ”

"It doesn't matter if it's a sword or whatever, look at the ground, oh my God...... To be able to poke out such a rift, that sword must be extremely heavy. ”

"But can he pick it up? It's so big, even if it's just an empty shell inside, it's inconvenient to wield it. ”

Liu Xuanyueyue's eyebrows tightened, and just as she was about to ask, Liu Zhen had already answered: "That's a heavy sword." ”

"Heavy sword?" As a woman, Liu Xuanyue had naturally never heard of such a heavy weapon.

"Epee is also a type of sword, characterized by its huge size and extremely heavy weight. Its advantages are obvious, with a swing of the heavy sword, thousands of horses and thousands of troops are ants! But its disadvantages are even more obvious...... The consumption is too great. ”

Liu Zhen touched his beard and said slowly: "There are two main reasons why a mystic can lift a weapon that is several times heavier than himself, one is that his own strength is enough. Second, the occult power is strong and can make up for the lack of its own strength. ”

"Speaking of dragon ......" Liu Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly: "The feeling he gives me is more like merging with the momentum of this heavy sword, as if he is the sword, and the sword is also himself." I don't know why I feel this way, but if you look closely, you'll see. ”

Liu Xuanyue's beautiful eyes turned, and her pink lips opened slightly...... Indeed, as her father said, when the heavy sword appeared, Yan Long's momentum had undergone extremely subtle changes, not much change, but everyone could clearly feel it.

And feeling this, the first thing to bear the brunt of it is the seal without regrets in front of Yanlong.

Just when Yan Long took out the Yaolong Holy Sword, his chest cavity was like being pressed against a boulder, so dull that it made it a little difficult for him to breathe, he tried to stabilize his mind, and reluctantly smiled: "The momentum is good, this heavy sword can have such momentum, it is really not easy." Brother Yanlong, are you sure you can wield it?"

"By the time I take it out, you'll know the answer. Yan Long smiled lightly, and slowly picked up the Yaolong Holy Sword with both hands.

He ...... He was able to pick it up!"

The same exclamation rang out from several places in the audience. Feng Wuregret's pupils shrank again and again, and a deep fear flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Competition...... Let's go!"

As soon as Zhong Wendong's shouts fell, Feng Wuregret was like an arrow off the string, his body was like a meteor, the iron-blooded spear was like a dragon, the gun roared in the air, and the layers of gun shadows covered Yan Long, as if he wanted to tear Yan Long into thousands of pieces.

He had already seen Yan Long's exaggerated explosive power with his own eyes, how could he really despise him, and when he picked up the giant sword, he let go of all his contempt and didn't dare to hold it up again, so as soon as he came up, he used the "Blood Spear Split" that he was proud of!

The blood-red spear shadow came one after another, and a powerful force firmly locked on Yan Long, suppressing the Xuan Qi in his whole body.

At this time, the corners of Yan Long's mouth suddenly slanted, and a mocking arc appeared on his face, and with a movement of his hands, the Yaolong Holy Sword was raised high, and it was swung down suddenly!

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

Like a hurricane bursting out, after Yan Long, who was originally pointed at by ten thousand guns, swung this sword, the blood-red spear shadow was destroyed layer by layer by this unfancy sword, and the domineering and incomparable sword qi was overwhelming, and it attacked Feng without regrets.

"!!" Feng Wuregret's face suddenly appeared in shock, he retracted his gun at an extremely fast speed, narrowly dodging the sword.

Rumble!!!

The power of the holy sword was unabated, and it slammed into the ground behind Feng Wuregret, knocking the ground out of a pit that was not too deep, but this pit made Feng Wuregret feel shocked.

With his ability, if he hits with all his strength, he can also leave a hole in this competition table, but it is definitely not as big as this sword causes!

No, you can't go head-to-head with him!

Feng Wuregret is the person who is on the Tiandong list in the end, his combat experience is far from being comparable to ordinary peers, and he can see the shortcomings of the heavy sword at a glance, so he lifted the gun and put it on again, and the gun momentum did not decrease, but it was intended elsewhere.

"Bloody Wind Howling Sky!"

Feng Wuregret let out a low shout, and the iron-blooded spear stirred up the blood-red spear momentum in the air, and thousands of gun shadows fell from the sky again, and he himself also fell straight down with the spear, as if he had also turned into a spear, straight to the heart of the dragon.

Yan Long's eyes froze, and he let out a low cry in his mouth, and the Yaolong Holy Sword swung out again with the power of destroying the world, and a pale golden sword qi rose into the sky, like breaking the sky, and the furious and unrivaled destruction of the gun shadow in the sky, and went straight to Feng without regrets.

The pale golden sword qi struck head-on with the momentum of splitting the sky and the earth, and when he really faced the power of this heavy sword, Feng Wuregret really realized what a heavy sword was and what was the power of a heavy sword, but he had no time to react otherwise, and a strange light in his eyes was fleeting. At the moment when he was about to collide with the power of the holy sword, Feng Wuregret disappeared into the air with the iron-blooded spear.

"This ...... This is...... The remnant gun covers the shadow!" Liu Zhen slapped the chair suddenly, and roared in his mouth: "Get out of the way!!"

When Feng Wuregret's figure disappeared, Yan Long's heart suddenly struck, but when he reacted, Feng Wuregret had already appeared behind him, and the iron-blooded spear suddenly burst into blood-red light, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, opening its fangs in the next moment.

"Seal the Blood Thorn!!"

The iron-blooded spear condensed a bright red spear like a pool of blood, and the huge Xuan power was unreservedly condensed on the tip of the spear, ruthlessly stabbing the heart of the dragon.

"Don't!!"

Wow——!!

An exclamation and a piercing voice sounded one after another, like thousands of glass cracking next to the ear, many viewers covered their ears with painful faces, and even Liu Xuanyue, who had just rushed out, was castrated, her eardrums were extremely uncomfortable, and she was also pulled back by Liu Zhen by taking the opportunity.

"Sealing Blood Thorn" condenses the unreserved power of Feng Wuregret, so it is extremely powerful. The moment the iron-blooded spear stabbed out, Yan Long was hit by a giant hammer, and his body flew out far away, but he did not spill any blood in the air.

And at the same moment that Yan Long flew out, Feng Wuregret's originally grim face froze, and the moment the iron-blooded spear stabbed Yan Long in the back, he seemed to have stabbed himself on a piece of ice crystal that was extremely hard, and it was difficult to gain half an inch.

Don't...... Did you just have a delusion?

Feng Wuregret was momentarily stunned, so that he lost the opportunity to fall into the well, Yan Long struggled to turn in the air, his whole body Xuan Qi was adjusted, and the Yao Dragon Holy Sword fell the ground.

Click......

The Yaolong Holy Sword was deeply embedded in the test table, but because Yan Long's momentum was too great, the sword body slashed, bringing up countless gravel, and in the end, Yan Long stopped less than a hundred feet from the edge of the test table.

Yan Long held the Yaolong Holy Sword and tried his best to stand up, gasping fiercely in his mouth, and in front of him, a looming barrier collapsed after a slight hiss.

Yanlong: "......"

The strength of the [Root Barrier] was once again displayed in front of Yan Long, if it weren't for his urgency, he was afraid that his back would not be poked out of a bloody hole.

Watching the [Root Barrier] gradually dissipate, Yan Long slowly raised his head, and a dangerous light flashed in the depths of his eyes: "Play with me......?" I can't ask for it!"

Feng Wuregret frowned slightly, put away his thoughts, and looked ahead, his eyes bulging violently.

Yanlong was not knocked out of the test platform!

And...... He didn't have any injuries at all!

Feng Wuregret At this moment, he only felt that the world in front of him had become upside down, and with his focus and ruthlessness, it was impossible to make such a ridiculous mistake as not hitting!

Yan Long's figure approached in front of him in an instant, Feng Wuregret's whole body suddenly tensed, and with a low shout, the iron-blooded spear suddenly burst into red light, and the blood-red spear went straight to Yanlong.

Yan Long's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Yaolong Holy Sword was raised high, this time, he was no longer a sword without fancy, but ......

"The sun is over!!"

Rumble!!!

Like a thunderbolt in the sky, with Yan Long's sweeping sword, the blood-red spear was brutally annihilated almost in the blink of an eye, and the air of the entire competition platform was emptied in an instant, and even Zhong Wendong had to subconsciously use Xuanli to resist the roaring sword power.

And Feng Wuregret, who faced the power of this sword, was even more shocked, his face was so pale that there was no blood, but how could he not struggle, the Xuan Power of the second level of the Xuan Realm surged up, and he forcibly got rid of the momentum lock, and his figure disappeared in place with the body of the spear.

Play the same old trick...... It may work for some people, but it won't work for him!

When the blood-red Xuanmang condensed at one point and stabbed out of Yanlong's back, Yanlong's head turned back slightly, and the corners of his mouth slanted up with a mocking arc.

Feng Wu's heart was "groaning" for no reason.

Cha!!

Without warning, the iron-blooded spear passed through the back of Yan Long's heart...... But it only pierced through a remnant that turned into starry light and drifted away in the sky.

Uproar——!

This scene made the entire audience exclaim...... I dodged it!

And it was also dodged with an afterimage!

Liu Xuanyue's high-raised heart finally let go, and her body slumped on the chair. Liu Zhen glanced at her silently and didn't say a word.

Feng Wuregret's face froze, and the next moment he turned around like lightning, but a sword aura like a storm had already swept in.

Rumble!!!

The moment the power of the holy sword hit, Feng Wuregret only felt as if he was being pressed by a mountain of thousands of feet, like a piece of stardust in his body exploded, his internal organs were violently displaced, and a large amount of blood foam mixed with a large number of blood clots spurted out wildly, and he flew out of the air like a broken blood bag, sprinkling a poignant blood curtain in the air.

This battle ...... It was Yanlong who won!!