A sword shadow seemed to appear in Zhou Fu's eyes, his heart was beating vigorously, and that sword shadow seemed to be inserted into his heart, becoming one with him, and it seemed to be far away in the sky, difficult to touch.

Zhou Fu's gaze was a little distracted, under such terrifying pressure and the danger of death, Zhou Fu seemed to not see the attack, and even he slowly closed his eyes.

In his mind, there was only the shadow of the sword.

This is the sword, silent, sharp, sharp, arrogant, arrogant, this is the sword momentum, it is battle, it is oppression, it is destruction, it is cutting everything.

"This is the key to the third sword power!"

At this moment, Zhou Fu's heart naturally said this sentence, this sword shadow is the key to moving from the second sword momentum to the third sword momentum, it is the ladder!

The sword is the third heavy, and the human sword is one!

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Fu stood motionless at this time, and even closed his eyes in the face of Zhao Pan's full blow, as if he was too injured to move, and seemed to be accumulating something.

Airplanes!

The next moment, no one doubted what Zhou Fu wanted to do, because from his body, a fierce sword momentum suddenly erupted, and the powerful battle intent soared into the sky, increasing wildly under the perception of everyone, getting stronger and stronger.

"Could it be that he is realizing!"

Everyone on the high platform suddenly thought of something, and their hearts were shocked, although Zhou Fu closed his eyes tightly at this time, it seemed to have become the center of the entire martial arts arena, affecting all the surrounding spaces.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the terrifying sword momentum on Zhou Fu's body disappeared, and only the burning battle intent was still getting stronger and stronger.

The third prince, Yang Wangce, and the vice president, Yan Nan, were also staring at Zhou Fu tightly at this time, and when the aura on Zhou Fu's body changed for the second time, a trace of shock flashed in the eyes of both of them.

That's right, at this time, Zhou Fu was indeed comprehending, facing Zhao Pan's powerful blow, Zhou Fu felt unprecedented pressure, but it also brought Zhou Fu the dawn of continuing to move forward. In this case, Zhou Fu could still have an epiphany, which surprised Yang Wangce and Yan Nan very much, but what shocked the two even more was Zhou Fu's epiphany this time.

At that moment just now, the circumference in their eyes seemed to have turned into a real sword, and the sharpness and sharpness of that sword made even them frightened.

At this time, Zhao Pan was only a few meters away from Zhou Fu, and the shadow gun roared and was about to pierce into Zhou Fu's body.

At this moment, the eyes of the surrounding eyes suddenly opened, and the sharp light burst out, Zhao Pan only felt that his eyes were stinging, and at the same time, a feeling of a straight heart was filling his body.

"Whatever you want to do, it's too late, die!"

Zhao Pan shouted angrily, the shadow gun in his hand was a little faster, he didn't notice it himself, his heart was anxious, as if he couldn't let Zhou Fu live for another second.

Because of fear, fear of the astonishing speed of progress of Zhou Fu, fear of Zhou Fu's amazing combat power, fear of Zhou Fu's person.

"Sword!"

An indifferent voice spat out from Zhou Fu's mouth, and a pitch-black long sword suddenly appeared behind him, the hilt of the sword was a hideous dragon head, and the aura of the powerful sword soared, this sword was the sword of battle, the sword of destruction.

Roar!

As if a dragon roar sounded, the Dragon Soul Sword suddenly merged with the Qingfeng Sword, and a series of pitch-black dragon patterns seemed to appear on the sword body of the Qingfeng Sword

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Come to be overbearing.

"What's going on?"

The hearts of the people below were shocked, and their eyes widened as they looked at the Qingfeng Sword, or the Dragon Soul Sword that fused with the Qingfeng Sword.

"That's a sword martial spirit?"

"Isn't the surrounding martial soul the gray-black flame?"

"Twin Martial Spirits?"

In just an instant, the thoughts that shocked them had already flashed through everyone's minds.

Zhou Fu actually has twin martial spirits.

"A sword, life and death!"

The shadow gun approached, and a cold voice spat out from the corner of Zhou Fu's mouth, and the Qingfeng sword seemed to have transcended time, leaving an illusory sword shadow in the space, and only the sword at the forefront silently met the shadow gun.

The sword of death, a sword to break life and death.

Zhao Pan's eyes stared at that sword, an indomitable sword, but it was an ordinary sword, without any fancy eyes, just like the sword that pierced into his body just now. However, his body instinctively wanted him to retreat, this was the fear of facing life and death, this sword was not comparable to the sword just now.

Bite!

Under the watchful eye, the guns and swords finally collided, a crisp sound came out, and the terrifying power in the shadow gun exploded, but it was cut off by the seemingly ordinary sword in an instant, and a terrifying sword momentum that made Zhao Pan's bones tremble had quietly enveloped him, but in addition to him, among the many people in the entire martial arts arena, there were only a handful of people who could feel this sword momentum.

Airplanes!

Without any pause, the Shadow Spear directly detached from Zhao Pan's hand and flew out towards the rear, while the Qingfeng Sword was still unhurried and slashed towards Zhao Pan's body.

Looking at this sword, Zhao Pan felt a sense of powerlessness all over his body, this ordinary sword, but in his eyes, it was almost to the extreme, and he had a hunch that no matter how he dodged, this sword would eventually pierce his heart.

"It's not good, Pan'er is dangerous!"

In the Zhao family, the middle-aged man led by Zhou Fu had already stood up with a great change in face when he stabbed out the sword, and at this time, he couldn't care about more, his body turned into a streamer and rushed directly towards the ring, almost to the extreme, and at the same time, an incomparably strong aura enveloped Zhou Fu, oppressing Zhou Fu.

With the strength of a middle-aged man, even if he sits on a high platform, he can understand the horror of the sword around him better than Zhao Pan.

That is, it had faintly touched the sword of the third heaviest sword momentum.

"Get out!"

At the same time as the middle-aged man moved, a black shadow stepped on the void, and a cold black flame suddenly spread, rushing towards the middle-aged man, making the other party's face change greatly, and the forward body suddenly stopped, and looked angrily at the ring.

He didn't look at who stopped him, he only knew that as long as he stopped, Zhao Pan's life would be in danger.

"Stop!"

At this moment, when Zhou Fu's sword was about to penetrate Zhao Pan's heart, a domineering voice sounded directly next to Zhou Fu's ears, making his ears painful, and his eardrums seemed to be broken.

This voice went straight into Zhou Fu's heart, making Zhou Fu's heart tremble violently, and the sword in his hand suddenly floated, and the indomitable momentum had disappeared.

"Sonic Attack!"

Zhou Fu's anger rose from his heart, this voice was a martial art, and someone deliberately disrupted his attack. It is also in the sword strategy in Zhou Fu's hand

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When there was a slight pause, Zhao Pan's eyes burst out with unprecedented longing, a desire for life.

On the skin of Zhao Pan's whole body, the pitch-black lines rolled wildly again, and his body also flashed to the side with all his might.

"Boom!"

The space trembled suddenly, and the Qingfeng Sword finally pierced into Zhao Pan's body, but it only pierced into Zhao Pan's left shoulder, instantly shattering Zhao Pan's left shoulder bone and exploding flesh and blood. The next moment, Zhao Pan's body was blasted out by that violent intent and fell on the ring.

Laugh at!

At the same time, Zhou Fu's body went limp, and he half-knelt in the ring, and the Qingfeng sword was inserted straight into the ground of the ring, supporting his body.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Zhou Fu gasped heavily, his face was like gold paper, and blood continued to spill from the corners of his mouth, and the sonic attack just now made his already traumatized internal organs even more serious, and more importantly, his mind was somewhat damaged.

And Zhao Pan was lying motionless on the ground, his breath was extremely weak, and he seemed to have no strength to struggle to stand up.

In addition to Zhou Fu's big gasp, the space of the martial arts arena became dead and silent at this time, and everyone looked at Zhou Fu's exhausted body and was speechless.

This battle has finally come to an end.

This battle was a battle of life and death, but no one on both sides of the battle died, because Furukawa's shot saved Zhao Pan. Even if the strength is as strong as Zhao Pan, it is still impossible to survive under the sword of Zhou Fu, if there is no sonic attack of Guhe, I am afraid that Zhao Pan has become a dead man at this moment.

Zhao Pan, it's better to go around.

Genius, demon, new star of kendo.

If Zhou Fu does not die, there will be a name of Zhou Fu in the long river of kendo in the future.

At this moment, countless people looked at the emaciated figure, as if they saw the future.

"The predecessors of the ancient family are really our role models. ”

At this time, a cold voice sounded from the crowd, and everyone's hearts were shocked, and they also looked at the ancient river on the high platform.

In an absolutely fair battle of life and death, Furukawa actually intervened as a witness, affecting the outcome of this battle of life and death, and casting a stain on this wonderful battle of life and death, but Furukawa is a high-level member of the Gu family, and he can do whatever he wants, even if this is the Sixiang National Court.

If he annoyed Guhe, even if it was the entire Sixiang National Academy, his Gu family would not take it seriously, let alone a disciple of the Sixiang National Academy.

"Sure enough, the people of the Gu family are in the same lineage, and their shameless ability is the best in the world. ”

Zhou Fu seemed to have regained a little bit of physical strength, slowly stood up straight, and looked at Furukawa's gaze, which was extremely indifferent, containing a powerful killing intention, even though he knew that he was just an ant in front of Furukawa.

Jiuyou's figure quietly disappeared into the air, and came to the ring, and asked with a hint of coldness between his eyebrows, "How is it?"

Zhou Bi wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, straightened his body, and looked at the people on the high platform arrogantly: "I'm fine." ”

Everyone looked at the straight body around them, and admiration rose in their hearts, so proud young people.

This is the pride of genius, the pride of the winner, and the pride of the strong.

From the beginning, almost no one thought that Zhou Fu could win, and now countless admiring eyes, Zhou Fu has won everyone's respect with his strength and tenacity.

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