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Time and space seemed to freeze at this moment, and the immortal soul fused into the Glimpse Sword in Luo Feng's hand, and in an instant, Luo Feng felt as if he was in control of the rotation of this world, and all kinds of things within a radius of a hundred miles appeared in his heart. Please search (product @ book ¥ net) to see the most complete!

When this feeling appeared in his heart, his arm shook and slashed across the void. In an instant, a dark sword aura was stimulated from the Glimpse Sword.

As soon as the long sword swept through the void, it seemed to be a stagnant wind and clouds, and under this sword, it seemed to crack open and circulate again.

And when Luo Feng unleashed that sword, the onlookers just felt that it seemed to be dark in front of them. Everything is submerged in it.

"That's ......" The others may not know what happened, but the white-robed old man knew very well that the vision that appeared on the stone pillar was caused by a sword swung by the white fox.

What kind of sword was it, even he felt that it contained a vast and boundless power, especially to a person's soul, as if he was facing an attack on the entire heaven and earth. There is no resistance in the heart.

It seems that it took countless years for the darkness above the stone pillar to slowly dissipate, revealing the scene on the stone pillar.

On the solid stone pillar, because of that sword, countless cracks appeared, like a breeze that could destroy it.

At the edge of the stone pillar, Luo Feng passed out, and the black flames that were originally swirling around his body had been extinguished. Opposite him, there was no longer a figure of Xiao Jian.

When Luo Feng unleashed that sword, although Xiao Jian was reluctant to admit it, he knew that even if he used all his strength to send out a sword qi again, he would not be able to block the sword that was comparable to the gods destroying the Buddha.

Therefore, after that sword wind extinguished his sword qi lightly, he finally chose the last battle in the struggle, although he knew that it was only in vain, but when he felt that he was not weaker than others, especially the white fox.

He had a horizontal sword in front of him, and countless spiritual liquids gathered on the sword in his hand at this moment, and at this moment, Luo Feng's sword fell on that sword.

It was as if the power of the Flood Beast burst out from that sword, and in just a moment, he was knocked out of the air and landed under the stone pillar.

Originally, the power of that sword was enough to cut and break the bone sword in Xiao Jian's hand, but under Luo Feng's control, the sharp aura of that sword qi converged and became clumsy.

"Who won the victory?" Looking at the white fox who fainted on the ground, and the Xiao sword that fell from the stone pillar, the onlookers all showed doubts after seeing the situation clearly.

Because, according to the rules of this battle, if one side is unconscious, it is considered to automatically admit defeat. Because Luo Feng's sword was too powerful, they didn't know if it was the white fox who passed out first, or the Xiao sword that fell down the stone pillar first.

"Hu ......" saw that although Luo Feng was unconscious, the breath on his body still existed, but it was a little sluggish, and immediately, Gao Yanghong's pair of tiger eyes full of blood flashed a hint of relaxation.

"Elder, which of the two of them won the victory?" Almost all of them in the next moment fell on the white-robed old man.

If there might be another person at the scene, if you can see what happened on the stone pillar clearly, it is almost certain that it is the white-robed old man with unfathomable strength.

The old man did see the victory or defeat of that sword, he didn't announce it immediately, he waved his hand, and the stone pillar full of cracks healed together in an instant, and Luo Feng, who passed out on it, was transferred to his original location.

Gao Yanghong helped Luo Feng up, and his eyes also fell on the white-robed old man, for him, he didn't really care about Luo Feng's ranking, as long as he could walk down from under the battle platform safely, but he knew that Luo Feng cared very much about that ranking. Since it is what his master cares about, then he must pay attention to it.

Under the watchful eye, the old man sighed slightly.

"Sigh, is it the white fox that failed?"

"I think so, if the white fox defeated that Xiao Sword, the old man in the white robe would definitely not have such an expression. ”

A famous disciple who had been paying attention to the white-robed old man speculated.

And in the next moment, the old man was full of red face, as if something good had happened.

"Hey, it's really terrifying, White Fox, today has made history, a new history of the sect conference!"

After speaking, the voice of the white-robed old man became higher and higher, causing the sea of clouds to roll continuously.

"The white fox has won......" After hearing the news officially announced by the white-robed old man, the people who originally thought that Xiaojian was going to win were all slightly stunned.

After Gao Yanghong heard this, he immediately shouted to Luo Feng, who was unconscious: "First, first, master, you won, this time the first of the four monuments were all won by you!"

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Under the monument.

It is already known that it is the last round, and it is an unexpected white fox duel Xiaojian.

When the disciples of the Sword Sect thought that this battle tablet was the first and had been taken into Xiaojian's pocket, the ranking on the giant tablet immediately changed.

Xiao Jian and White Fox, who were originally tied for second, their names moved up and down.

And when the name on the giant monument changed, almost everyone's eyes fell on the position of the head of the monument.

They wanted to confirm that the first was Xiao Jian, although they had basically confirmed that the first was Xiao Jian. But the first is the first they imagined after all, and there is no real evidence.

At this moment, the position of the Ethereal Sect, Qing Xuan and the others were a little relieved when they knew that Luo Feng and Xiao Jian were dueling, because in their opinion, Xiao Jian would never kill Luo Feng, and whether Luo Feng could win or not was not the focus of their attention at the moment, what they cared about was Luo Feng's life and death.

And beside Xu Bin, Xu Qingyu did not look at the stone tablet, but looked up at the ethereal sea of clouds above his head, and his distant gaze was like a sharp sword, wanting to cut through the sea of clouds and see the scene above the sea of clouds.

As most people's eyes fell on the giant monument, the first name was replaced by the white fox.

"How is this possible!"

When the name of the white fox was firmly in the first position, almost everyone exclaimed in surprise, feeling incredible. Xiao Jian is a powerhouse in the one-star martial spirit realm, while the white fox is a waste without aura, and there is no comparison between the two at all.

However, in this situation, the White Fox still won.

"Elder Shoushan, we question the authenticity of this decisive battle!"

"Otherwise, there is a problem with the giant monument, how can the first place be the white fox!"

Many people who supported Xiao Jian said to the mountain guards. This result is too bizarre. Almost no one believes it.

Not to mention that they don't believe it, even these mountain guards who have been guarding here for decades feel unbelievable. Immediately, the mountain keeper began to deliver a message to the white-robed old man on the top of the Tianshan Mountains.

The white-robed old man seemed to have known that such a situation would happen, and in an instant, the light and shadow in his eyes flowed, as if he was going back in time, and there were scenes that had happened before, retreating one by one.

When the scene in his eyes regressed to a certain moment, he sealed with one hand, and the vast aura like the sea surged in his body, and then, he saw a huge curtain of light, appearing under the Tianshan Mountain.

From a distance, the giant screen looked like a huge eye.

And stabbed to death, the people under the mountain that day all looked at the picture in the giant screen. Because on that giant screen, what is being shown is the battle between the white fox and Xiao Jian.

At this moment, the originally noisy square suddenly became audible, and no one spoke, just watching the battle on the giant screen with bated breath.

They wanted to see how the white fox, who didn't have any aura, defeated the Xiao Sword of that one-star martial spirit powerhouse.

At this time, even the elders of the Sword Sect were looking at the huge curtain.

The battle on the giant screen was extremely clear, even the details on their faces could be seen clearly.

When they saw the white fox and Xiao Jian duel swordsmanship, they all gained something. After all, not all of them are caught in some kind of bottleneck, the swordsmanship of the white fox and the swordsmanship of the Xiao sword have a strong enlightening effect on them, and none of the swordsmanship that is displayed seems to have a deep meaning and needs to be pondered repeatedly.

And in the continuous reversal of the advantages and disadvantages between the white fox and Xiao Jian, they also saw the ups and downs of their hearts.

Soon, when a mysterious black flame rose from the white fox's body, they vaguely sensed the heavy aura on the white fox's body from the huge curtain.

He seemed to be able to use his aura suddenly.

Although they had such doubts in their hearts, they were immediately attracted by the blood-boiling battle.

Whether it is the white fox or the Xiao sword, the kendo attainments of the two have made many people fascinated by it, and they have a new understanding of their own kendo.

Seeing this, the several mountain guards admired the white-robed old man on the top of the mountain even more, and the situation on this huge screen was reproduced by the white-robed old man in a peerless way, definitely not only let everyone know that the victory of the white fox is an ironclad fact, and I am afraid that it also has the effect of respecting the two of them and making other kendo people observe.

And the three ideas of the white-robed old man have gradually come true.

The person of the kendo originally thought that the swordsmanship of the two juniors was worth seeing, and even if there were, I was afraid that there were very few.

But as the battle between the two became white-hot, even the elders of the Sword Sect were preoccupied with it. Because the swordsmanship performed by those two people was faintly to a level that they couldn't figure out.

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