Above the ring, the soul element is overflowing, and the wind is howling!

"Thirteen swords chasing life, one sword breaks ten thousand waters!"

The poignant sword light sprinkled a gray patch, which seemed to be amazing and powerful, but in Qiu Yang's eyes, Gong Yejin was like a little kid wearing open crotch pants, holding a wicker in his hand and throwing it indiscriminately, without the slightest deterrent at all.

"Alas!"

Sighing helplessly, Qiu Yang rolled on the spot with a lazy donkey, and deliberately exposed a little flaw, so that Gongye Jin's sword left several wounds on his body, not only that, but he also had to use the soul yuan to force out a trace of blood, otherwise with his special physique, this skin injury would heal in the blink of an eye.

"Not bad!"

After the sword came out, Gong Yejin did not continue to attack, but with his hands behind his back, the long sword stood behind him, and let the majestic wind blow a few wisps on his forehead, and pretended to be chic: "If you can take my two swords and not die, among the eight thousand outer disciples, there should be a place for you!" ”

"Wow! Senior Brother Gongye didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, if he made another sword, this Qiu Yang would definitely not be able to resist! ”

"Senior Brother Gongye is really a master, and he should be a model for my generation!"

Under the ring, a group of melon-eating disciples continued to comment brainlessly, directly hitting Qiu Yangzhen's black line!

"This kid, why hasn't he cast the 'Eight Demon Bodies' and the 'Blood Sea Five Poison Sutra'?" Yi Fei on the stage frowned, anxious in his heart.

In his impression, Qiu Yang only needs to show the combat power when he was in Taixuanzong, even if he can't beat Gongyejin, he will never be so powerless to fight back, but the current situation is that Qiu Yang doesn't seem to dare to fight Gongyejin at all, what's going on?

He didn't know that his impression of Qiu Yang was still stuck in more than half a month ago, and now more than half a month has passed, Qiu Yang's strength has not increased a little bit, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has changed a person, and Gongye Jin, in his eyes, is like a porcelain doll that has just been baked, and it will be crushed with a little force, how can this be beaten?

In the ring, the two fought quickly again for dozens of moves, and Qiu Yang was left with a few bloody wounds!

Gongye Jin seemed to enjoy the process of "torturing" Qiu Yang very much, and was not in a hurry to cut him under the sword, always looking confident.

At this moment, Nangong Yan on another high platform couldn't help but speak: "Gongye, fight quickly, don't waste any more time!" ”

"Yes!" Gongye was shocked when he heard this, and then he remembered his task, he turned to look at Qiu Yang, and sneered: "I wanted to play with you for a while, but the second elder has spoken, and I will kindly give you a ride!" ”

When the words fell, his arms shook, and he finally summoned his "Soul Martial Battle Armor"!

"Qiu Yang be careful, his battle armor is not simple!" Seeing that Gongye had no reservations, on the battle platform, Feng Zixin and Zhao Qiming reminded loudly.

Yi Feiyang's heart sank, and he quietly transported the soul element, planning to rescue Qiu Yang as soon as he was in danger!

But Qiu Yang in the ring quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Have you finally done your best?"

After fighting for so long, he was simply aggrieved to death in this battle, and now he finally waited for Gongye Jin's killing move, next, he only needed to find the right opportunity to defeat the other party, and then create the illusion of losing both, so that his strength was still not exposed!

"In the final analysis, you are just a waste who is used as cannon fodder, and you will be a bright spot in your next life, don't be so blind, I am cautious, and it is far from what you can provoke!"

Gongye laughed arrogantly, and suddenly there were bursts of water waves around him, and the long sword in his hand stabbed lightly, and a cold and incomparably cold killing intent made people creepy!

"Gifted with supernatural powers, three thousand weak water!"

"Thirteen swords, thirteen souls!"

A sword out, dividing thirteen sword elements, one sword against one sword, one sword after another, mighty, like an endless stream of water, there is a great tendency to not stop without seeing blood!

With the perfect cooperation of "Talent Divine Power" and martial arts, Gongye Jin's sword has reached the power of the middle stage of the Yuan Spirit Realm, and it is the strongest attack he can send out so far!

"Die!"

In front of everyone's eyes, Qiu Yang was "horrified", and exclaimed: "! It's such a strong swordsmanship, it seems that you have to make a special move! ”

As soon as the words fell, the blood-red claw shadow in the sky suddenly pounced, enveloping the opposite Gongye Jin, and the sword and claws intersected, splashing the field full of sparks!

"Heaven-level Martial Arts Blood Soul Claw!"

The entire thirteen sword elements were torn apart by Qiu Yang's claw shadows, and Gong Ye Jin on the opposite side obviously didn't expect this kind of result, he was very confident in his sword, no matter what, he didn't expect that Qiu Yang, who was only at the peak of the Qi Spirit Realm, could actually take it!

"Silly, come the over here!"

Seeing that Gongye was staying where he was, Qiu Yang was so angry that he almost scolded, he pretended to do his best, and almost said to the other party directly: I really can't do it, come and kill me!

"Good chance!"

Gongye Jin finally reacted, and once again bullied himself with a sword, and stabbed Qiu Yang in the chest with a sword!

Poof!

Blood splattered, Qiu Yang screamed in pain without resistance!

Gongye was overjoyed, and just as he wanted to use the soul yuan to smash Qiu Yang's internal organs, he saw a subtle mockery flash in Qiu Yang's eyes!

"Huh? What's going on? ”

The next moment, Qiu Yang suddenly shouted!

"Ahh It hurts! Lao Tzu fought with you! ”

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

Palm out like a cannonball!

Qiu Yang slammed five palms in a row on Gong Yejin's chest, and under the horrified gaze of the other party, he took the lead in "snorting", as if he had drained the strength of his whole body, and sat down on the ground with a "plop"!

On the other hand, Gongye Jin, the long sword was still inserted in Qiu Yang's chest, and his body flew out upside down like a broken sack, and then smashed down on the ring, directly out of breath!

"Huh?" Nangong Yan on the stage was dumbfounded!

The disciples in the audience were dumbfounded!

Even Yi Feiyang was dumbfounded!

Wan Qing and Yu Hao looked at the scene in the ring in shock, and after reacting, the two people's foreheads were bruised!

Anyone can see that Qiu Yang is already at the end of the crossbow, and as long as Gongye is steady, it is only a matter of time before he wins!

But in such a good situation, Gongye has to step forward to fight hand-to-hand, don't you know that the other party is a body refining martial artist? Going up to fight with others like this, isn't it brain-dead?

At this moment, the two of them have already greeted all the eighteenth generation women of Gongye's ancestors in their hearts!

Zhao Qiming was the first to react, took two steps forward and asked, "This battle, but my junior brother Qiu Yang won?" ”

"This..." Nangong Yan frowned, but the situation in front of him was extremely clear, Gongye Jin was already dead and couldn't die anymore, and although Qiu Yang was seriously injured, he was still firmly in the ring, even if he wanted to quibble, he couldn't find any reason!

In desperation, Nangong Yan nodded unwillingly!

"In this battle, we lost!"

After that, he looked at the corpse of Gong Yejin in the ring again, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm!

"Waste, what's the use of you?"

If it weren't for his temperament in front of all the disciples, I'm afraid he would have been unable to help but whip the corpse to vent his anger!

Seeing Nangong Yan admit it in person, Zhao Qiming dodged into the ring without saying a word, took out dozens of bottles of healing elixir from the Sumeru ring, and stuffed it into Qiu Yang's mouth.

"Senior brother, how are you?"

"Senior Brother Xie cares, I'm fine, it's just some skin trauma!" Qiu Yang replied "weakly".

"It's okay!" Zhao Qiming breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and jumped into the ring with Qiu Yang, and when he passed by Yi Feiyang, the other party took a deep look at him, and the goosebumps he saw fell to the ground, with a wry smile on his face full of embarrassment.

"Humph! Good luck with the waste! Nangong Yan stared at Qiu Yang and scolded mercilessly.

In his opinion, Qiu Yang's ability to defeat Gongye Jin was completely due to luck, whether it was cultivation, talent or martial arts, they were all on the same level, and the reason why Gongye Jin was defeated was because he was too careless, ignoring the fact that Qiu Yang was a body refining martial artist and was physically strong, if Gongye Jin did not step forward at the last moment, but continued to send out sword yuan attacks, Qiu Yang would definitely not be able to resist!

At this moment, not only he thought so, except for Yi Feiyang, I am afraid that most of the martial artists present thought so, Qiu Yang, it was just that Gongye was careless for a while!

Qiu Yang didn't care what others thought, he had his own thoughts and purposes, after perceiving the disdainful gazes of Wan Qing and Yu Hao not far away, he knew that his plan was very successful, and then, as long as he completed the task given to him by Yi Feiyang, he would challenge the two of them, with the performance he had just performed, these two would definitely be despised, and at that time, it would also be their death!

"Haha, Second Elder, the mission hall, Feiyang will laugh first!" Yi Feiyang smiled heartily.

Click!

Nangong Yan pinched the handle of the seat into powder, and said with a gloomy smile: "The sect master is really lucky, so he can win the competition, but I don't know how long the sect master's good luck will last, because next, it will be up to the inner disciples to take the stage to challenge!" ”

"Inner disciple?" Yi Feiyang laughed, Yu Hao, the chief disciple of the inner gate, was a henchman he had cultivated single-handedly, and he was full of confidence in the next competition!

Yu Hao frowned and looked at Wan Qing, he was a little hesitant, now that Qiu Yang is not dead, he doesn't know if he should continue to fulfill the agreement with the second elder!

Wan Qing squinted his eyes and nodded imperceptibly.

In any case, as long as they were on Yi Feiyang's side, it would be almost impossible to kill Qiu Yang. Unless he stood on the side of the Second Elder, even if he really killed Qiu Yang at that time, Yi Feiyang would blame him, and the Second Elder would never sit idly by!

"Since the sect master is so confident, why don't we challenge it next, how about the focus of our bets?" Nangong Yan licked his lips and said with compassion.

"Oh? I wonder what the second elder is going to gamble on? Yi Feiyang asked for a long time.

Nangong Yan stood up abruptly and pointed in the direction of the top of the mountain with his big hand!

"If you are defeated, I want the Heavenly Star Palace!"

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar!