The sunset on the horizon has completely sunk into the horizon, and many lanterns have already been hung in the sword test forest, allowing the competition to proceed smoothly.

The strength of the disciples of the Uchiyama who are similarly ranked is very close, and in terms of pure combat power, they are only between the best and the best.

Many of the disciples in these martial arts competitions will last a long time to score the victory, just like Baizhu said, the cultivation is similar, and the physical strength is the same, it depends on the degree of vitality, which comes from daily meditation and spiritualization.

Every time you knock on the door of the Qi Sea Mansion, the vitality will be thicker, and the durability of the battle will also increase.

The disciples who have not yet decided the winner or the loser are compared to how hard they practiced in the past.

Lu Yingfeng and Sick Yangzi won one after another, and their two opponents had made great progress in cultivation compared to the last competition, but it was a pity that they had encountered these two outliers.

Lu Yingfeng saw that Feng Xiaohan finally appeared, and stepped forward to greet him: "Xiaohan, where have you been, I almost thought you wouldn't come." ”

Feng Xiaohan ignored him, and looked at the competition of those disciples in a daze, the sea of spiritual consciousness was magnificent, and the golden mangs continued to burn those moves, and began to derive the artistic conception of them, and deduced the luck route of the moves.

This competition was tantamount to a feast for Feng Xiaohan, and all the mastery displayed by countless disciples on it was copied by him.

The sick man shook his head, thinking that he would be rude if he was intimidated by these visions, and his Dao heart was unstable.

Lu Yingfeng smiled, didn't care, stood side by side with him, and looked at the disciples who were competing in the field. Among these people, there will be some people who will become their opponents in the next competition, so take the opportunity to observe more and take advantage of some opportunities.

When the last contest was about to end, the two Uchiyama disciples had collapsed to the ground weakly, both of them had exhausted their vitality and exhausted their strength, and now the victory or defeat depended on who could stand up first.

When the vitality is exhausted and the physical strength is exhausted, it is the will that competes.

I saw a disciple holding his body with a sword and pestle, trying to stand up, and the disciples watching the battle held their breath, looking forward to the birth of the victor.

The other disciple propped his hands on the ground and slowly got up.

In the end, the two of them stood up almost at the same time, but after all, someone was a line slower, and the outer mountain elder in the field sighed, the two of them were no longer able to fight, and they were extremely reluctant to even stand.

So he stepped forward and said, "The competition is over, the winner, Li Wuqiong." ”

As soon as the result came out, the two of them immediately fell backwards, and Elder Waishan hurriedly took out the recovery pill and gave it to the two. The crowd erupted in loud applause, celebrating the winner and impressing the loser's tenacious will.

These two pills are very precious, for the two of them at this stage, they can recover their vitality in a very short time after taking them, and they only need to meditate for a while to dissolve the medicinal power.

After taking the pill, the two were shocked and saluted each other, with admiration in their eyes.

After a slight adjustment of the inner mountain disciples, it will be the second competition, and the sixteen winning inner mountain disciples will compete in eight competition venues, and the inner and outer mountain disciples who do not participate in this competition are all concerned about a competition.

That is the competition between Feng Xiaohan and Li Xiaofan, who is eighth on the Uchiyama list.

Feng Xiaohan began to bathe in the sunshine early yesterday morning until the sun set, and accompanied by the slight chirping of spirit insects into the night, until this morning, the sword intent has accumulated to a terrifying level, just look at the broken sword on his waist seems to be covered with a layer of substantial light.

Li Xiaofan looked at the broken sword, and for some reason felt a little frightened.

With Feng Xiaohan's cultivation at this stage, no matter how much he accumulates sword intent, he will not be too strong, because he can't control it, and forcibly casting a sword beyond his own ability will only hurt himself.

But Li Xiaofan seemed to have a voice in his heart at this moment, as usual, this voice told him to go all out, or told him to be careful.

It was his sixth sense as a practitioner, and he trusted his feelings immensely because it rarely made mistakes.

But now he had some doubts about his feelings, because the voice made him run away!

It stands to reason that when Feng Xiaohan first entered the Changming Mountain Gate, no matter how powerful he was tempered in the wild before, he couldn't compare with him, but he had such an idea in his heart, which made no sense.

After saluting each other, the two stood on both sides of the venue and looked at each other from a distance.

"You're terrible, more terrible than anyone I've ever fought against. It's a gut feeling, and while I don't want to believe it, my instincts have always been accurate. ”

Li Xiaofan thought for a while, and then added: "Also, I don't care about your stay in Zizhu Garden. ”

Feng Xiaohan nodded slightly.

Just when Li Xiaofan wanted to say something again, he suddenly felt a thick bloody aura in the air, which made people feel frightened and nauseated.

The broken sword in Feng Xiaohan's hand suddenly slashed forward, and the powerful sword qi broke through the night wind and swept towards Li Wuqiong.

Sword Qi is a qi blade inspired by Yuan Qi with the help of a sword blade or one's own kendo cultivation, and it is incomparably sharp.

The sword intent is the induction between the sword and the person, and it is also a kind of idea bred by the swordsman's understanding and perception of the sword, which can show his will to the opponent and capture the heart's heart.

In Feng Xiaohan's opinion, since he has already bowed, why bother to say more, just do it directly.

But in the eyes of the disciples watching the battle, it was similar to a sneak attack, and the crowd couldn't help but let out real boos, and some people even scolded.

Li Xiaofan was indeed caught off guard, but in a hurry, he was also lucky, and slashed at the powerful sword qi.

The sword collided with the sword qi, and there was a piercing sound of Jin Ge's iron roar, and Li Wuqiong took a few steps back, just about to use what he had learned in his life and be on a par with Feng Xiaohan.

But the next moment, the ferocious and bloody sword intent in the sky fell from the sky and locked onto him.

Heart-Destroying Sword!

In front of Feng Xiaohan's powerful sword intent, even Li Xiaofan, who had a clear Dao heart, lost his mind for a moment.

But it was at this moment that Feng Xiaohan's body twisted, and those sword intents turned into two mountain cliffs standing side by side during the dance of the broken sword, as if they were a high mountain that was split in half by a sword outside the sky, forming a mountain stream, and the torrent in the mountain stream was brave.

At noon, the disciple surnamed Wu, who was defeated in the battle with the big white fat man, saw this scene, and his face changed drastically.

Eight swords of mountains and rivers, and swords of mountains and rivers in the north!

Feng Xiaohan's sword can be said to be the essence of the North Clamp Landscape Sword, which is indescribable.

The clear sword light suddenly shone brightly, Li Xiaofan let out a long roar, his feet were on the ground and he sank into the ground, and the long sword was erected in front of his chest, like a rock protruding from the water, no matter how fast the water is, it cannot be shaken.

When the sword momentum of this sword weakened, Li Xiaofan's eyes flashed with Dao essence, the long sword danced, and his body was filled with powerful sword qi.

This trick is called Night Battle, and when it is used, it will form a wall of wind around it, like iron casting, which is not only extremely strong in defense but also very impressive in attack.

This trick is very famous, and many practitioners can use it, and almost all weapons can use it. But it is still the sword that is the most complete and effective.

But at this moment, another sword light protruded, like a galaxy above the nine heavens falling, straight down three thousand feet.

"Luzhou Landscape Sword!"

The crowd of spectators once again exclaimed, and even Lin Yisong and He Xirou changed color a little.

How the hell did this kid learn these swordsmanship?

Lou Tingyu felt the powerful sword intent on the field, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his face was expressionless, but in fact, a huge wave had already set off in his heart.