On the afternoon of December 26, Nie Yuntian's fourth round of competition, the final of each region, is related to whether he can successfully advance into the top ten and enter the final competition for places.

Compared with the previous three games, there were a lot of spectators in this game, and at a glance, there were all the heads of the crowded, including some peak monks of the Spirit Realm, such as the monk of his morning opponent, who was also among them.

Nie Yuntian's opponent in the fourth round was called Meng Feifei, a white monk who was somewhat similar to Yu Chongwen's dress, not tall, with his hair tied in a bun, dressed in a cyan Taoist robe of the Xuanling Sect, and holding a long folding fan with a bright light, like a weak scholar.

Meng Feifei didn't know this person Nie Yuntian, but he had seen it in the first few games, he was a peak monk of the Hui Spirit Realm with a water spirit vein, there should be four spirit veins, and his strength was high, and his water system swordsmanship was quite powerful.

The other party's voice was very high, it seemed to be a family monk, and as soon as he came to the stage, he ushered in a burst of calls from the audience.

"Meng Feifei, come on!"

"Meng Feifei, defeat him!"

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"Game on!"

At the sound of an order, both sides invariably stepped back behind them, widening the distance between them and each other.

Meng Feifei retreated to guard against Nie Yuntian's spell attack, and the distance was widened to facilitate his swordsmanship, but Nie Yuntian's retreat made the monks in the audience puzzled, shouldn't he close the distance and fight in close combat?

After coming to the edge of the fighting platform, Nie Yuntian raised his hand and quickly shot a rocket towards Meng Feifei, but the other party did not dodge, and when he got close, he just opened the folding fan in his hand, and the rocket disappeared in the air, as casually as waving his hand to kill a mosquito.

"Huh?"

Nie Yuntian's expression froze, and he thought to himself that it was really not simple, although it was only a tentative attack, his magic attack was not something that anyone could block so easily.

The key premise of the blocking spell is to have a strong divine thought, so that you can quickly capture and predict its flight trajectory, and as for the subsequent resistance, it will be easy, whether it is a spell or a magic weapon.

Obviously, Meng Feifei's divine thoughts are extremely powerful, too, can the divine thoughts of a monk with such good swordsmanship be poor?

And it seems that his fan is also a magic weapon of no low grade, otherwise it would not have been so easy for a gust of wind to fan out his powerful attack.

The lethality of the rocket blessed with the armor-piercing ability is quite high, but it also has to hit the opponent, otherwise it won't cause any damage at all.

The other party is prepared, Nie Yuntian thought, but so what? A rocket is just his weakest spell, so let him see the terrifying power of the "Lianzhu Arrow"!

"Keep it up!"

"Kill him!"

Seeing that Nie Yuntian's attack was overwhelmed, Meng Feifei's supporters in the audience shouted even harder, everyone who had watched Nie Yuntian's game knew that his spell attack was extremely powerful, and now that his spell was restrained, Meng Feifei seemed to have won the victory.

At the moment when Nie Yuntian was distracted, Meng Feifei immediately noticed and seized the opportunity, his right hand pinched, and a blue light rose to the sky and then quickly shot towards Nie Yuntian, and it was faintly visible in the light that it was a crystal short sword more than a foot long, which was his flying sword.

"Whew!"

But just when the flying sword was about to hit Nie Yuntian, his body just dodged the fatal blow with just one side of his body, and it was not like words.

After the flying sword missed, it turned around in the air and continued to shoot towards Nie Yuntian.

Under Meng Feifei's control, his supernatural swordsmanship was fully revealed, and his power was infinitely varied, however, it was useless, his flying sword was invisible under Nie Yuntian's far beyond ordinary people's divine thoughts, and it was easily avoided by him every time, and it seemed to be menacing but did not cause him any harm.

After seeing that Meng Feifei didn't have any more moves, Nie Yuntian also started his counterattack, and five slender and straight crimson rockets suddenly condensed around his body, but the arrow part flashed with a strange purple light, and after it was formed, they all pointed at Meng Feifei.

"Armor Breaking!"

These five rockets were not shot out together, but shot towards Meng Feifei one after another, and after the five were shot, they were five again, continuously shooting towards Meng Feifei from all directions.

Looking at this attack like a flying sword coming from all directions, both Meng Feifei and the monks present all showed a look of surprise on their faces: What kind of spell is this? How come you have never seen it? Can a spell still attack like this?

At this point, the cultivators in the audience also seemed to understand why Nie Yuntian wanted to distance himself from Nie Yuntian, and he was also launching an offensive for convenience, but his sharp weapon was not an ordinary flying sword, but a "flying arrow"!

In the face of this extraordinary attack, Meng Feifei frowned, although he knew that Nie Yuntianhui definitely had more than one spell, but such a spell attack was also greatly beyond his expectations.

His fan was a special top-level magic weapon, specially used to defend against magic attacks, but it seemed a little powerless in the face of this all-encompassing attack.

"Whew!"

Meng Feifei spun around and fanned hard, and several rockets that approached dissipated one after another, but these were only a small part of the rain of arrows in the sky, and there were more rockets coming at him.

Looking at this rocket flashing with a strange purple light, Meng Feifei felt a chill in his heart, after watching Nie Yuntian's first few games, he already knew that Nie Yuntian's spells seemed to be ordinary, but they had a lethality far beyond similar spells, reaching an incredible level of horror, you can't underestimate any spell, otherwise, it will teach you to be a man!

So he hurriedly recalled the flying sword waiting in the air to assist in the defense, and supported the defense spell and activated a few high-level defense talismans, which was able to block some fish that slipped through the net.

But what frightened him was that when his flying sword blocked the rocket, it actually made the sound of gold and iron clashing! A few sparks flashed from time to time!

Meng Feifei, who was frightened by this discovery, hurriedly withdrew the flying sword, and only breathed a sigh of relief after carefully checking that he didn't find any major damage, the flying sword was his heart and liver, and it couldn't tolerate a trace of damage.

Without the assistance of the flying sword, Meng Feifei's defensive ability immediately weakened, and he was even more overwhelmed in the face of Nie Yuntian's attack, so he had to defend while wandering.

At the same time, his flying sword was also attacking from time to time, directly attacking Nie Yuntian himself, in order to distract him from taking care of himself, but dealing with Nie Yuntian's continuous arrows involved most of his spiritual power, and the spiritual power allocated to the flying sword was not much, and the lethality was far less than when he was at his peak, and it was impossible to deal any harm to a master like Nie Yuntian, so he had to return in vain.

As for Nie Yuntian, he just stood there easily and kept casting spells, and he didn't see any signs of emptiness in his spiritual power for a long time, obviously the consumption of such spiritual power output on him was not as large as they imagined, and it could last for a long time.

His performance like this disappointed Meng Feifei and his supporters, and it seemed that this would not be able to consume him.

"It's not an option. ”

Meng Feifei thought that he understood the truth that he would lose for a long time, and Jian Xiu was originally a representative of quick battles, but he was forced to this point by the other party and fought a protracted battle, but staying power was not their strong point, even if he had four spiritual veins, the spiritual power consumption of maintaining two top-level magic weapons was very huge.

Although he can give up the flying sword attack and only rely on the blind defense of the folding fan, and hold on until the end of the game to get a draw, but then he will fall into a more passive situation, and whether he can hold out until the end of the game is also unknown, and more importantly, he doesn't want to be a draw!

As arrogant as he is, losing is losing! Winning is winning! Draw, can only tolerate the situation of equal strength!

"It looks like we have to give it a go!"

When Meng Feifei thought of it, he recalled the flying sword, revealing his original form, which was a blue long sword more than three feet long, and wisps of cold air lingered around the sword body and swirled up and down, which was quite extraordinary.

Picking up the long sword, Meng Feifei pushed forward against Nie Yuntian's spell, and the flying arrows along the way were all split by his long sword, all the way forward to Nie Yuntian's body, and he actually planned to start a hand-to-hand battle with him!

When the sword-shaped magic weapon is in the flying sword state, because it has to maintain extremely fast speed, it is generally in a light and small form, so the sword body is relatively fragile, but when it shows its initial form, it is sharp and hard at the same time.

Seeing Meng Feifei gradually approaching, Nie Yuntian's face was usually not surprised, obviously he had already expected this situation, in such a situation, only to close the distance and fight with him in close combat was the wisest choice!

When the distance is shortened, Nie Yuntian's spell will not be able to unfold, and Meng Feifei can also give full play to the advantages of his sword cultivation, even if he turns defeat into victory, it is not impossible.

However, am I afraid of you in close combat?

Nie Yuntian took the initiative to stop the magic attack, took out Sun Shaoyang's Xuantie Sword, after a large amount of spiritual energy poured in, the sword body became red, holding the Xuantie Sword, the sword blade pointed directly at Meng Feifei, and greeted it!

Nie Yuntian took the initiative to attack beyond his expectations, but wasn't this exactly what he wanted?

"Click, click, click..."

Nie Yuntian's moves were open and merged, and there was no swordsmanship to speak of, but with the blessing of his fifty percent strength, every move and every momentum turned into an extremely terrifying killing move!

After a while, Meng Feifei retreated in embarrassment, and kept insulting in his heart, how can this rude guy treat my baby flying sword like this!

It turned out that as soon as he handed it over, he was frightened by Nie Yuntian's terrifying power, and the other party had no scruples about using the long sword in his hand to continuously slash him, even if his flying sword was one level higher than the other party, he couldn't withstand such a blow!

If you don't use a flying sword as a flying sword, I can't do it, my flying sword is very precious.

"Don't fight, I admit defeat, I've never seen such a rude person!"

Meng Feifei scolded and shouted as he walked, as if he couldn't get angry that the other party would treat his flying sword like this.

"Uh......"

Until Meng Feifei disappeared from his sight, Nie Yuntian didn't react: This, am I wrong?

"130297 wins, the next group ......" (to be continued)