"Ding!"

In the ring, there was another violent collision of swords. Fragments of furious energy shot wildly, and a spark shone with a moment of dazzling brilliance the moment the sword and sword kissed together.

"Bang!"

On the ground, a huge crack appeared in the ring behind Nangong Yuheng's feet, and many debris splattered on the ground of the ring with special materials.

This move was unleashed by Zhao Zilong with a terrifying domineering True Yuan, and when the True Yuan in his body increased by four times, the power of this sword was definitely not something that ordinary cultivators could compete with.

Nangong Yuheng has cultivated since he was a child, and he has used countless heavenly and earthly treasures, and the total storage of true yuan in his body is by no means comparable to Zhao Zilong, but under Zhao Zilong's move, his sword-holding arm has become numb, and a trace of blood has overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

After Zhao Zilong slashed down, an intoxicating flush appeared on his face, and while his body fell upside down, his feet kicked out continuously.

"Bang bang!"

The feet were like dragonflies in water, and they hit Nangong Yuheng's sword body one after another, and under the huge impact, Nangong Yuheng's forcibly fixed body lost its balance, and was repelled more than ten meters backwards, and finally his feet touched the ground, and the soles of his shoes rubbed violently against the surface of the ring, and finally stopped.

The audience was silent, and everyone only felt that a heart was raised to their throats, and even some masters in the VIP seat stared at the two figures in the ring with sparkling eyes.

It's so exciting!

Nangong Yuheng was born in a Nangong family, and he is the soul of the younger generation of the Qingyun Sword Sect, he has long been famous all over the world, and his strength is well-deserved, worthy of his prestige.

However, that kid named Zhao Zilong, who had no door or faction, was able to come here, and with the realm of True Yuan Cultivation in the late stage of the Infinite Realm, he could compete head-on with powerhouses like Nangong Yuheng who had reached the middle and late stages of the Invincible Realm, and even had a slight upper hand, how did this kid do it?

In particular, this kid doesn't seem to have any moves to speak of, but every attack is a deadly killing move, the power is amazing, often Nangong Yuheng's subtle and profound sword moves are cracked by him in an unchanged way, this kid's eye and reaction ability are too fast, it's just a pervert!

This battle has been going on for half an hour, and both of them are the best of the younger generation, and this battle can be described as a battle of pride, a battle of honor for who is the most powerful young powerhouse today.

By now, Nangong Yuheng's sword moves had lost too much power, and he was even dragged away by Zhao Zilong with a strong attack, and he had to compete with his realm and strength.

"Challenging the opponent in the middle and late stages of the Invincible Realm with the realm of the late stage of the Infinite Realm is not just a level of leapfrogging challenge, but a challenge of several levels." Helian Rong muttered to himself, his face was indescribably shocked.

In fact, after fighting until now, all the real powerhouses present have already seen that Zhao Zilong's realm is not as good as Nangong Yuheng, but this kid can't release several times the attack power of the realm cultivation for some reason, otherwise, how can he be entangled with Nangong Yuheng until now?

In the eyes of those real powerhouses, Nangong Yuheng had already lost this battle.

If Zhao Zilong could reach the realm level of Nangong Yuheng, it would be impossible for Nangong Yuheng to support it until now. On the contrary, Nangong Yuheng has not won for so long with the realm of True Yuan Cultivation several layers higher than Zhao Zilong, and he was even faintly suppressed by Zhao Zilong, which is really embarrassing.

The face of the elder-level powerhouse on the side of the Qingyun Sword Sect had become a little ugly.

But fortunately, at least Nangong Yuheng won't lose if he continues to entangle like this, and he will even win in less than thirty moves.

Obviously, although Zhao Zilong had been fighting with Nangong Yuheng for so long, and even had the upper hand, he went all out, and even used four times the terrifying combat power output.

In such a situation, the entanglement of the two is consumption. The true yuan foundation in Zhao Zilong's body is not as strong as Nangong Yuheng, and now the output of each move is four times that of Nangong Yuheng, in this case, if he can't fight quickly, he can only admit defeat.

Once the Infinite Realm reaches its limit, once the True Yuan is powerless, he will be crushed by Nangong Yuheng's counterattack.

Zhao Zilong and Nangong Yuheng also knew about this situation, so although Nangong Yuheng was slightly suppressed by Zhao Zilong's crazy attack, he was steady and steady, not impatient, as long as he made another thirty or even twenty moves, the balance of victory would fall to his side.

In the final analysis, the strength of the realm of strength makes Nangong Yuheng invincible.

It's just that if the opponent this time is not Zhao Zilong but someone else, Nangong Yuheng will definitely win very easily, and win very chic and domineering. Among the top eight young masters who reached the finals, there were not many people who could borrow Nangong Yuheng's powerful sword moves, but I was afraid that Ying Wuyue could only barely survive one hundred and twenty moves.

"You must find a way to kill this guy, otherwise Lao Tzu will definitely die!"

Compared with Nangong Yuheng's steadiness and calmness, Zhao Zilong's heart began to waver.

It's not that he is not confident in himself, but the gap in the True Yuan Realm is too big, and it is simply an insurmountable gap. He could barely suppress Nangong Yuheng with four times the output of combat power, and he couldn't kill him at all, but the cost of this battle was too terrifying for him, and it was not suitable for a protracted battle at all.

But this is already a duel, and it cannot be stopped without a decision.

What to do?

At this moment when Zhao Zilong was distracted, Nangong Yuheng's eyes flashed, and he believed that Zhao Zilong was about to reach the consumption limit of the Infinite Realm, and a confident and powerful smile appeared on his face.

Jingling!

The swords collided again, and the two of them parted with a touch, Nangong Yuheng's body retreated lightly, and the person laughed in the void: "I gave you so many opportunities, and you are nothing more than that, it's time to make an end!" ”

As Nangong Yuheng's voice drifted over the square, Zhao Zilong suddenly felt that a majestic and incomparable terrifying momentum enveloped his whole body, swept over with a kind of overwhelming supreme coercion, making him feel a terrifying sense of surrender in his heart.

"Invincible!"

Countless exclamations came at this moment.

"It turns out that Nangong Yuheng has not used the real supreme coercion of the Invincible Realm, is he deliberately teasing Zhao Zilong?"

"Such a powerful momentum, this momentum alone is enough to suppress the Infinite Realm cultivators who dare not have the idea of resisting, if Nangong Yuheng used this killer weapon earlier, I am afraid that it would have ended long ago!"

"It is worthy of Nangong Yuheng, the momentum of the Invincible Realm is so magnificent and powerful, it is difficult for ordinary Invincible Realm peak powerhouses to release such a terrifying coercion!"

"It seems that the ending is already doomed, although Zhao Zilong is powerful, his realm is too low, and he can't compete with Nangong Yuheng head-on!"

The elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect finally had a smile of joy on his face again, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Okay, this is the momentum and prestige that Nangong Yuheng should have!" ”

Many masters have secretly made a conclusion, this duel is a foregone conclusion, and Nangong Yuheng finally crushed Zhao Zilong with his powerful realm cultivation.

It's a pity!

If Zhao Zilong is given a certain amount of time to grow, if Zhao Zilong can have a true yuan cultivation like Nangong Yuheng, he is only afraid of defeating Nangong Yuheng.

It's a pity that there are no ifs!

Zhao Zilong felt a strong sense of exhaustion in his heart, and when he thought that he still couldn't defeat Nangong Yuheng in the end, he felt a little helpless in his heart. There is no way to make up for the flaws of Zhenyuan cultivation, and the inability to fight for a long time is his biggest weakness.

has been able to support it until now, and even has been suppressing Nangong Yuheng, which is already very good for Zhao Zilong's current situation, and even in the eyes of outsiders, Zhao Zilong has created countless traces.

If you lose, you lose.

At a certain moment, Zhao Zilong had given up in his heart, and he was no longer obsessed with winning or losing a battle.

He has rarely failed in his life, especially in the hands of his peers, it is better to lose once today, without a little grinding and bumps, and he is only afraid that he will suffer even greater losses on the path of cultivation in the future.

However, just when Zhao Zilong decided to admit defeat and shamelessly abort the duel, he suddenly felt a majestic and terrifying momentum sweeping over, so that he didn't even have a chance to admit defeat.

At this moment, Nangong Yuheng absolutely crushed Zhao Zilong in terms of momentum, changing the phenomenon of being suppressed by Zhao Zilong head-on, and exuding a dazzling light in the sight of the audience.

The terrifying invisible qi locked on his whole body, and Zhao Zilong, who was suppressed, suddenly had a feeling that he was about to crawl on the ground.

"Kneel, kneel, spare you from death!"

Nangong Yuheng stood in the middle of the field with a posture of looking at the world, staring at Zhao Zilong coldly, but a free and easy gentle smile appeared on his face, and his tone was like a king in the world, which coldly entered Zhao Zilong's ears.

There was silence in the audience, and everyone fell silent.

Whether it is Nangong Yuheng's loyal fans or those who are impressed by Zhao Zilong's charm, they are just quietly looking at Zhao Zilong on the stage at this moment, and their eyes are extremely calm.

Although Nangong Yuheng finally showed a strong realm and directly crushed Zhao Zilong, as a young man with no door, no faction and no background, he was able to come to this step on this stage with many talents, and even forced Nangong Yuheng to this point, no matter whether he won or lost, Zhao Zilong had already proved to the world that he was strong and proved his pride.

Admit defeat, people won't laugh at him.

If you don't admit defeat, you will live and die, and people also admire him.

No matter what Zhao Zilong chooses, everyone supports him at this moment.

"Recognize ...... Lose...... Is it? ”

A stubborn and angry words slowly burst out from between the teeth, word by word, instantly breaking through the momentum oppression of Nangong Yuheng's powerful invincible realm, and deeply shocked the hearts of everyone present.

In the middle of the field, the shirtless man with blood dripping from his body stood up stubbornly and persistently, his body became straighter and straighter, his face was full of evil smiles, his eyes were so clear and firm, so disdainful.

Everyone understood what the bright eyes meant.

If you want him to admit defeat, it's impossible!

"Look for death!"

Nangong Yuheng's eyes flashed with a touch of killing intent, before it was a race, he still dared to kill Zhao Zilong, and now the two have strictly understood that it is a duel of life and death, so it is natural for him to kill, because not killing in a duel means being killed, so he is killing Zhao Zilong now, and no one can say that he is wrong.

The monstrous pressure is increasing wildly, and the ten meters ...... Twenty meters ...... Fifty meters......

Countless audiences in the audience felt the terrifying oppressive atmosphere, and some young weaklings even prostrate on the ground, their whole bodies trembling violently, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down their faces.

"It's such a terrifying artistic conception oppression, it is worthy of Nangong Yuheng, and the mind is so powerful!"

The few masters in the White Feather Army who were responsible for maintaining order on the scene couldn't help but let out an exclamation, but soon, these young people behind the White Feather Army suddenly felt that the pressure on their bodies had disappeared.

The masters of the White Feather Army stood there, how could they allow Nangong Yuheng's invincible realm intent to oppress and spread behind him and even hurt innocent audiences?

When everyone was no longer optimistic about Zhao Zilong, Xiong Wuji's expression in the audience changed from solemn to relaxed, and then suddenly laughed.

"Is that all there is to it?"

The young man who was oppressed by the terrifying mood shot two fine lights in his eyes and laughed.

Everyone was shocked, and they definitely didn't expect that Zhao Zilong would be able to speak at this time.

In the next moment, Nangong Yuheng's face changed drastically!

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