Yan Qingwu's face changed, and his anger suddenly surged: "I said Young Master Nangong, can you not grind? I have already said that I am fine, what else do you have to ask? If you are really afraid of death, it is okay to admit defeat directly now, and I will not want your life!"

Nangong Yi smiled bitterly and scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Okay, since you say so, let's fight now." Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info. I, Nangong Yi, can only die in battle, but I will never admit defeat, you must understand this!"

After speaking, Nangong Yi didn't care about Yan Qingwu's reaction, so he strode onto the Dragon Tiger Terrace.

"Knock knock!"

As Nangong Yi and Yan Qingwu stood in the center of the Dragon and Tiger Platform at the same time, a heavy drum rumbled from all sides of the ring.

The square resumed its previous cheers, shouts and screams cascading to the beat of drums.

This battle is no better than any previous battle. It can be said that this battle was the most exciting and fierce battle. The rules of the battle are very clear, you can't dodge and escape, it's just a head-on duel.

Before, Nangong Yi could certainly defeat opponents one by one with the help of "Invincible Victory Heavenly Formula", but the premise was that he would dodge and escape every time. Then, when the opponent was defenseless, he suddenly cast the "Invincible Victory Technique", and finally succeeded.

But now, under the constraints of the head-to-head duel, Nangong Yi couldn't play any tricks at all, and could only fight with Yan Qingwu.

In this way, with the cultivation of the Nangong Yi Houtian Realm Bone Refining Period, he would definitely bear the heavy blow of Yan Zushu. How could the full force of the peak of the Innate Realm Transformation Essence be underestimated? At every turn, Nangong Yi would have the possibility of being bombarded to the scum.

As for whether or not you can live? That's the most ridiculous idea. Ever since Nangong Yi accepted this duel, his life has been nine out of ten. This kind of thinking is the common voice of almost all the audience and judges.

Such a duel is a foregone conclusion, but they are still full of interest. Because, in everyone's heart, there is actually a trace of miracle possibility. That is, will Nangong Yi really be killed in a vulnerable manner? Will there be a second result?

There are many curiosities and doubts, making this battle almost an unprecedented lively and fierce battle.

"Are you ready?"

Yan Qingwu stared at Nangong Yi deadly, the white robe on his body moving with the wind. Even if he is covered in blood, there is still an indescribable chic.

Nangong Yi nodded: "You can make a move at any time, this battle, I will let you lose convincingly!"

His expression was flat, and his tone was soothing, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

However, when he said this, his body quietly exuded a compelling power, like a thunderous wind in the nine heavens, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.

"How did this guy become so calm and so calm? Well, he must be posturing. At this time, you still want to scare me, I really don't know whether to live or die!"

Yan Qingwu's eyes sank, and several thoughts surged in his heart. But in the end, he came to a conclusion, that is, Nangong Yi was pretending to be forced.

With a slight smile, Yan Qingwu slowly took a step forward: "Since that's the case, then I'm going to make a move." This time, I won't let you!"

Nangong Yi still looked like he was unwavering, shook his head and said, "It's okay, Yan Dashao, you can make a move, and I, Nangong Yi, are waiting for you at any time." ”

"Whew!"

A muffled sound of vitality rushing out of the body instantly came from the place where Yan Qingwu was standing. Looking at it, at this moment, Yan Qingwu's body was almost wrapped in a rich red vitality.

As soon as the rich red vitality rushed out, it began to rotate rapidly around Yan Qingwu, forming a bright red wall of light, covering Yan Qingwu tightly behind.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Qingwu divided his palms and made seven or eight gestures in front of his chest. Those surging red vitality flew back and forth with his hands, like elves and ghosts.

Suddenly, Yan Qingwu grabbed both hands, turned his palms into claws, and grabbed three times in the void in front of him. For a moment, the red vitality that enveloped his body was frantically agitated, and then turned into the shape of ghosts and demons, roaring and roaring, fangs and claws.

"Bone-Eater Flame Claw, Golden Jade Cui Wei!"

Yan Qingwu shouted, and his body, which was originally standing on the ground, suddenly flew up from the ground and rushed towards Nangong Yi.

At the same time, those demons and monsters that had been conjured up all screamed, setting off raging flames and overwhelmingly pressing towards Nangong Yi.

"Ah, what is this trick...... Bone-Eating Flame Claw?!"

Someone in the audience screamed.

"What a strong momentum, what a domineering exercise!"

Someone else couldn't help but admire.

"Yan Dashao is so handsome, so handsome!"

There was a girl whose heart was rippling and couldn't help but shout.

"Nangong is in danger!"

Some people also began to worry about Nangong Yi, although there were only a few.

"Lao Hu, what do you think of this blow?"

On the judges' bench, an old man in red asked another old man in white.

"It's hard to say!"

The old man in white had blazing eyes, staring at the battle without blinking.

"It's hard to say, that kid from the Yan family has obviously launched the strongest offensive, and now Nangong Yi can't dodge, can he catch this blow?"

The old man in red looked surprised, obviously not optimistic about the old man in white's opinion.

"What you said is right, but you found that no, Nangong Yi's kid never moved!"

The old man in white said in a calm tone.

"Didn't move? He must not have moved, seeing such a strong offensive, even if he wanted to move, I am afraid that it would be useless. In my opinion, this kid is scared stupid now!"

The old man in red said with some smugness, as if it was not Yan Qingwu who was fighting against Nangong Yi at this time, but himself.

"Scared silly, hehe, I don't think soever! I said he didn't move, and I meant his clothes. Under Yan Qingwu's fierce attack, Nangong Yi's clothes were as solid as a rock, don't you think it's strange?"

The old man in white locked his eyes tightly on the hem of Nangong Yi's clothes, and said slowly like an old turtle swallowing water.

"This ......"

Hearing this, the eyes of the old man in red also lit up, as if he had discovered something amazing.

In an instant, he opened his mouth wide and said, "This is indeed a bit weird, why didn't I find out before?"

"There's more you haven't noticed. Look at Nangong Yi's expression and the aura emanating from his whole body. Obviously, it is integrated and not disturbed by external objects at all. ”

"His state at this time is like a thousand feet of mountain standing, and his momentum is natural. No matter how high Yan Qingwu's strength is, he may not be able to shake a mountain, right?"

The old man in white smiled slightly, as if he was more optimistic about Nangong Yi in this battle.

"Of course Yan Qingwu can't shake a big mountain, with the momentum of his attack at this time, if he hits a big mountain, he will risk his life at every turn!"

The old man in red said with palpitations.

The old man in white raised his hand and stroked his long beard lightly, with a kind face: "So, I said that the outcome of this battle is not easy to say!"

Hearing this, the old man in red was a little unconvinced and said, "It's okay to say, we'll find out soon." You compare Nangong Yi's kid to a mountain, maybe it's too exalting him!"

The old man in white said: "I just felt it, and I didn't say that he must be." Okay, let's stop fighting, Nangong Yi seems to be going to make a move!"

After saying this, the two of them didn't say anything more, and stared at the battle circle of Longhu Taizhong with a pair of blazing old eyes.

Yan Qingwu was fifteen zhang away from Nangong Yi, and this distance was just a breath for him.

"Huh!"

After a sound, Yan Qingwu had already rushed over the distance of five zhang, and the momentum around him was twice as strong and domineering.

And Nangong Yi was still standing quietly in place. Neither attacked nor defended, just like that, it was as quiet as stagnant water, staring at Yan Qingwu coldly, without blinking.

"Huh!"

After another sound, Yan Qingwu was only five zhang away from Nangong Yi, and his momentum around him doubled again, and he had accumulated to the point of ninety percent of the total.

On the other hand, Nangong Yi is still still unmoved, like a sculpture growing on the ground. But the thick aura emanating from his body is getting stronger and stronger, almost reaching the point of suffocation.

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