"The kid of Lingmen is so strong." The Eight Extremes Sanren frowned.

Seeing Wu Xuan spitting out suffocating blood, he couldn't help it.

Even Qin Lao's heart was tight, and his palms clenched unconsciously.

His expression was still indifferent, just as Wu Xuan said.

Until the end, it is difficult to predict the outcome of the outcome.

"Trust him." Qin Lao just said lightly.

The audience didn't think so, and some people looked at Qin Lao from time to time.

showed a look of regret or banter, and whispered discussions.

"It's no wonder that the position of the Dragon Gate is not guaranteed, the name of the Sky Warrior is too loud, and it is time to change the ranking."

"This son of Longmen is definitely related to the descendants of Lingmen!"

The battle was so fierce, Wu Xuan and Yao Tiancheng were like enemies who had not been seen for many years, and the means were endless, leaving no room for anything.

It's a pity that Wu Xuan still fell behind and was injured.

But in the blink of an eye, no one will keep their backs.

It was this negligence that was able to kick him off the altar with all his might.

The audience was chattering, but they were in an inconspicuous position on the stage.

A one-armed man, wearing a hat, kept silent, keeping himself out of the ordinary.

In fact, everyone's eyes were on the martial arts training platform, and no one would notice this inconspicuous man.

His calm face was full of love.

Seeing that Wu Xuan was injured, he tightened his arms even more, but he couldn't make any moves.

That's right, as Wu Xuan expected.

His father was there, and he was watching him all the time.

"Admit defeat, let you lose a little more steadily." Yao Tiancheng's expression was indifferent.

Wu Xuan sneered, and he struggled to get up from the ground.

Then he covered his chest with his palms, trying to heal the pain in his body.

"In my dictionary, there is no such thing as admitting defeat."

"Poof."

Yao Tiancheng smiled directly, he was extremely happy.

Because Wu Xuan's face was pale, he seemed to be a little vain and unsteady.

"Even now you want to fight me? May you do it yourself, this is a battle that has attracted much attention in Huaxia Martial Arts, if I splash your and urine, even your master's face will be dull. ”

He was extremely contemptuous of Wu Xuan, and his insults were endless.

Because he knew that Wu Xuan was injured and would not be his opponent at all.

On the top of this Huashan Mountain, the spiritual gate will definitely have a place.

Even if you are the best genius of Longmen, what can you do?

This is what his master has taught him for so many years, so that this is the moment.

Wu Xuan was forbearing, although his heart was already burning with anger, he turned a blind eye to these words.

The Daomen's heart made his mind as calm as water.

With his current situation, only by calming down can he have the strength to fight with Yao Tiancheng.

His expression was calm, even a little chilly, and he was screaming in his heart.

In this battle, on behalf of Longmen, Qin Lao, and even my father, I must not lose in your hands!

Wu Xuan's heart is as firm as a rock, he holds the dragon scale dagger in his hand, and there is no need for Yao Tiancheng to say much, his movements represent everything.

The host was full of energy: "Look, the son of Longmen has stood up again, he has the end of never admitting defeat, and this battle is becoming more mysterious, let us look forward to it!" ”

Wu Xuan joined the battle again, not even saying a word.

It is to kill Yao Tiancheng with the four styles of dragon scales, which undoubtedly ignites people's hearts that are about to fall silent again.

"In my opinion, the son of Longmen is dying back, no matter how powerful he is, he will return to the light, and the situation of this battle has been decided."

"But I appreciate the tenacity of the son of Longmen."

The people in the audience were divided into two groups, and there were people who were full of admiration for Wu Xuan.

There is also a large part of the support for the geniuses of the Lingmen.

On the battle of sword competition, the last one can be called a fierce competition, which makes people watch wonderful.

"Wu Xuan can definitely overcome difficulties, I feel it."

Murong Xixue's eyes were shining, and even the Feng Fairy beside her nodded approvingly.

Qin Lao was indifferent, in his heart, Wu Xuan's heart and strength were impeccable.

On the contrary, this Yao Tiancheng, as a spiritual gate, revealed an evil intention.

Baji Sanren sighed: "Although he is very optimistic about Wu Xuan, this situation is extremely unfavorable to him, Yao Tiancheng, this kid, seems to have spare strength and means." ”

Xiu Ye looked at his master: "I believe in Wu Xuan." ”

"Hey! You kid......"

Everyone's eyes fell on the two people facing each other, looking at Yao Tiancheng's appearance, he was ready to use all his strength.

"You don't choose to give you a way to live, but jump into the fire pit, since you are looking for death, you can't blame me!"

Yao Tiancheng's pupils shrank, as if two rays of light were ejected, flickering like incandescent lights.

He dodged Wu Xuan's fatal blow, but took out a black gold dagger from his arms.

Wu Xuan could see at a glance that this was Yao Tiancheng's real weapon-the black gold dagger.

The collision of the dragon scale blood dagger and the black gold dagger, and the piercing contention made the audience feel uncomfortable.

The two fought fiercely, you come and go, no matter up or down.

Yao Tiancheng was very surprised, he couldn't imagine that Wu Xuan still had such strength after being injured.

This mind is simply incredible, and because of this, he must end the battle as soon as possible to avoid accidents.

Wu Xuan has the heart of Taoism, but his mentality is more than a little higher than Yao Tiancheng.

However, the pain of the injury prevented him from playing at his full strength for a long time, so he and his opponent were in a stalemate.

"The hidden dragon is in the abyss!"

Wu Xuan let out a low voice, and there was a hidden anger of the Heavenly Dragon in his eyes, and the dragon scale blood dagger was like a dragon's tooth piercing out.

"I'll do it too!"

The black gold dagger in Yao Tiancheng's hand instantly became a roaring black dragon.

and Wu Xuan's Heavenly Dragon slaughtered, the light burst out, and the murderous aura was everywhere.

The comprehension of the four styles of dragon scales by the two of them can be called superb.

These styles are inseparable, and then the most powerful momentum erupts.

In the state of the unity of man and dragon, Wu Xuan is like a divine dragon descending into the world, with angry flames and waves, and the edge is even more swirling, sharp and unstoppable.

And Yao Tiancheng, the black dragon was at the head, his fierce eyes were shining, as if he was alive, and he killed Wu Xuan.

The two fought for almost an hour, but they still couldn't tell the difference.

The audience was stunned, they were able to see such a wonderful duel in the sword competition, they were worth the trip.

Many people sighed, originally thinking that Wu Xuan was just dying back.

But this fierce fight made them give up their inner thoughts.

"It's really worthy of being the apprentice of the Firmament Martial Artist, and he can still burst out with such strength after being injured, it's amazing!"

Someone gave Wu Xuan a thumbs up.

"But such a fierce battle is going to be a long-term battle, which is very unfavorable to the son of Longmen."

The battle between the strong and the duel for three days and three nights are common things.

If it really comes to that moment, both sides are exhausted, it depends on who can have the last laugh with perseverance.

"It's also bitter for Wu Xuan." The Eight Extremes shook their heads.

This is the case with sword competitions, and the road to the strong is not achieved overnight.