I saw Nangong Xian's pupils shrink suddenly, and the whole body was wrapped in a rich vitality, and a thick steel armor was immediately formed, and the sword in his hand once again conjured into seven, and this move Seven Immortal Sword Spirit was used for the second time in a battle.

Seeing this, Wan Prisoner showed a gloating smile and watched the fire from the other side of the river effortlessly from a distance.

Seven violent ghosts, two of which flew quickly to the left and right, and the remaining five were connected to six reincarnations, and in the huge roar one after another, Nangong Xian was unexaggerated by the pillar-shaped flames and the smoke that quickly spread.

In an instant, the pillar flame burst into the sky, and the sound of an explosion that made the entire ring tremble at the end of the column, and even the referees outside the arena had to use their vitality to form an invisible barrier to prevent it from spreading to the audience outside the ring.

In addition, after the pillar flame dissipated, a net-like crack spread across the surface of the entire ring, although it was not deep, but the scope of the spread was unusually wide.

After the smoke dissipated, I saw Nangong lying on his knees, his long sword stuck on the ground and panting, and the clothes that should have been clean on his body became tattered at this time, and a few traces of residual vitality were attached to the surface of his body, like a person who had gone through a life-and-death battle.

"It worked?" Chen Dongdong shouted in surprise in his heart, and just after he had finished thinking about such a fluke, he saw Nangong suddenly catapult up, fast as lightning and straight towards her.

"Spirit Sword Strike!" The long sword in Nangong Xian's hand stabbed with a screaming sound of breaking wind, this speed was faster than any time before, making it difficult for Chen Dongdong, who had to consume a huge amount of money, to make the next step of defense.

"Sea of Fire!" Following Nangong Xian's movements, Wei Minghu quickly poured out his vitality, turned into a wall of flames, and quickly gathered around Chen Dongdong.

The collision of the long sword and the flames instantly spread the scorching waves of qi to all directions, and Nangong Xian also failed to succeed because of this blow, and was quickly bounced back more than ten meters by a force of recoil.

Wei Minghu took the opportunity to go up, the brightness and heat emitted by the Flame Seagod blessed on his body rose sharply, and the whole person looked like a fire man, and the trident in his hand mercilessly slashed at Nangong Xian's head.

At this time, because Nangong Xian was attacked by part of the six reincarnations, his strength and defense naturally could not be compared with when he was in his heyday, and if he wanted to deal with this attack, he would inevitably lose a little vitality.

But he didn't do it, because now he had to deal with two people at the same time, and Chen Dongdong was undoubtedly the most tricky person, and he had to deal with her first in order to end the battle as soon as possible.

The vitality was surging around him quickly, Nangong was idly dodging Wei Minghu's attack, the defense formed by the sea of fire had traces of rupture when it was hit by his sword spirit, and now as long as it came with a blow, this defense would definitely not be able to withstand it.

Nangong Xian rushed in front, Wei Minghu chased behind, although he couldn't catch up, but he also understood what Nangong Xian's actions meant, in order for Chen Dongdong to understand the basic situation outside, Wei Minghu still deliberately lifted the autonomy of the sea of fire.

But as soon as the sea of fire is lifted. Nangong Xian had already flashed in front of Chen Dongdong, and with a sword stabbing past, he was about to hit the target in his eyes.

And Chen Dongdong's pupils shrank suddenly, and in the face of a deadly threat that was already just a stone's throw away, she had to choose to retreat while condensing her vitality, and a shield as small as half the palm of her hand was formed abruptly, and she forcibly prevented herself from being penetrated through her body by the tip of the sword.

But even so, Chen Dongdong couldn't resist the strong momentum. Seeing that the sword momentum had slowed down significantly, Nangong Xian poured his vitality into his left hand and slammed it towards the bottom of the hilt......

With Chen Dongdong's scream, the body of this sword was immediately dyed bright red, and Wei Minghu was only close to Nangong Xian at this time, and the trident slashed straight at the back of his head.

With a slight twist of his head, he saw Nangong Xian kick Chen Dongdong's lower abdomen, kicking it four or five meters away in order to pull out the long sword, and then suddenly turned around and shot back at Wei Minghu.

There was a bang between a sword and a halberd, and both of them were repelled a few steps away by this momentum, and at this moment, Wan Prisoner was holding Fang Tian's painting halberd in his hand to participate in the battle, and a halberd slapped on Chen Dongdong's body, shooting it dozens of meters away.

Chen Dongdong only felt that his throat was sweet, his heart was hot, his chest was stuffy, and a mouthful of blood overflowed into his mouth and sprayed on the ground, and his whole face turned pale in an instant.

"Go down, you!" With a low cry in his mouth, Wan Prisoner Yi flashed in front of Chen Dongdong almost instantly, and a halberd slapped into her chest, and the whole person was like a stone shot out by a slingshot, throwing a perfect arc in the air and falling to the ground indeed.

"Ten thousand prisoners, this trick of watching the fire from across the shore is really wonderful!" the commentator Yuan Jiang Xie saw it clearly above, and began the explanation that he had been holding back for a long time.

Chen Dongdong's elimination completely represents the successful promotion of Wan Jianyi, and now only one winner needs to be selected between Wei Minghu and Nangong Xian to complete the competition, but no matter who wins or loses, the one who wins will definitely suffer the most in tomorrow's game.

......

In the square, Fei Xuan's calm appearance did not look like he was cultivating, but rather like he was watching the surrounding scenery, but just from the mad god sword in his hand, he really looked like a madman.

The surrounding breeze swept up the ruined, yellow, sparse leaves, and quietly blew past Fei Xuan's side, but after blowing, these leaves were cut into several pieces by an invisible force......

The corners of Fei Xuan's mouth, who was silent on the side, rose slightly, as if he had achieved something.

"It's a very good body, but it's a pity that the quality of this knife is still lacking. ”

From behind a bench came a man, this man was a head taller than Fei Xuan, wearing a black leather jacket all over his body, and wearing a purple ring on the middle finger of his left hand.

This man's complexion is biased, but he has a standard Chinese face, and he seems to have a very unfriendly attitude towards people, but it can be seen from his tone that it seems that his evaluation of Fei Xuan is still not low.

"Are you?" Fei Xuan frowned slightly, looked at this person carefully, and found that he didn't have anything worth noting, so he asked a little uncertainly.

"Under Li Yanming, he is the eldest son of the great elder of the Li family in the city, if this brother is interested, can he borrow the long knife in your hand to take a look?"

As soon as this person came up, he showed his intention and identity, and Fei Xuan didn't care whether what he said was true or not, first took out the mad god knife and looked at it carefully, and then handed it over.

After taking the Mad God Knife, his palm gently slashed on both sides of the blade, Li Yanming carefully groped for the traces of the blade, feeling the most detailed part of the knife, and after a while, he handed it back to Fei Xuan.

"This knife is a low-grade weapon, but it caused some damage in the battle, and its remaining life is not long, if you are not particularly concerned about the knife, it is recommended that you change it as soon as possible, if you care about it, then take care of it. Li Yanming gave such an analysis, which made Fei Xuan nod uncontrollably.

Although this knife is not a particularly important item, it is the first weapon that Zheng Jia helped him buy, and the degree of attention must be there, but he also knows that in the last battle with Feng Hui, the Mad God Knife was cut out by Feng Hui's plate axe with two small notches, although this small wound can be smoothed by grinding, but the toughness of the Mad God Knife will be greatly reduced after grinding.

"This old brother, you have a unique opinion on knives, the younger brother is surnamed Sima, you can just call me Fei Xuan. After Fei Xuan put away the mad sword, he had a more or less good impression of this stranger who did not come in person.

"Brother doesn't have to be called like that, you shouldn't be a few years younger than me in terms of face, if you can afford to look at it, call it Brother Li." ”

"Brother Li!"

Li Yanming smiled and nodded, and then continued: "I just saw that the exercises you practiced are not ordinary, to say the least, they have to be at the lower grade of the Xuan Rank, can you tell me the name of this exercise?"

"This trick is called 'Wild Dance', which was given by my brother, and it is a high-grade exercise of the Xuan Rank, so I came to practice my hand feeling today. At first, he hesitated slightly, but Fei Xuan didn't hide anything, and told the truth.

Li Yanming nodded slightly, took out two weapons from the ring, and handed one of them to Fei Xuan. Fei Xuan pulled out the weapon in the sheath, and when he saw that it was an unopened long knife, he immediately looked at Li Yanming with puzzled eyes.

"It's not a secret, in fact, I only know a little about using knives, today I am fortunate to meet you here to practice knife skills, I also have itchy hands, I want to learn from you, just use what you learned today to fight with me a few tricks, Fei Xuan you should not refuse, right?"

Li Yanming smiled, scratched the back of his head, and said a little embarrassedly, and when Fei Xuan heard it, not only did he not refuse, but he smiled, "That's a good dare, this unopened knife won't hurt people, and no one is with me to practice my hands, so I have to have a good time today." ”

Immediately put the mad god knife behind him back in his hand, hesitated a little, and handed it to Li Yanming, "I don't have a stone, this mad god knife will be placed here for you first, so that I can play it well." ”

Li Yanming gladly accepted and did so, Fei Xuan was not worried that he would think anything wrong with the Mad God Knife, after all, this knife was already a defective weapon, and even if he took it, it would not be of much benefit to him.

And the competition between the two began......