Since Xiao Yu appeared, Xiu Wen has been looking at Xiao Yu, trying to find a little flaw in the other party, but what disappointed him was that Xiao Yu seemed to be a complete success, and he couldn't see any emotions from him, didn't he know that today was a battle of life and death?

His eyes narrowed a little cold, "As long as you come, it's not too late, you can breathe for half an hour." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"No need," Xiao Yu waved his hand, "Let's start!"

Xiuwen's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice seemed to pop out from between his teeth, "Okay!" His hands were sealed, and a phantom suddenly appeared behind him—the battle spirit.

Xiao Yu observed Xiuwen's battle spirit up close, although that battle spirit had a clear face, he didn't know which side it was sacred, and suddenly heard Xiuwen shout.

"Three Thousand Lotus!"

"Hey, use this trick when you come out?"

"It seems that Xiuwen attaches great importance to this kid named Xiao Yu. ”

"Isn't it too much, after all, it's just a new disciple, although it is rumored that the talent is outrageous, but this kind of yellow-haired child can have some ability. ”

"That's right, I'm afraid that the elders will look at it like a treasure, and if he hurts him too badly, it's hard to explain. ”

Everyone talked about it, as if they had seen Xiao Yu being killed by Xiuwen in one move.

Xiuwen's "Three Thousand Lotus" Xiao Yu had already seen it last time, and he might not be as good as Yan Ju in terms of defense, but obviously he wouldn't just avoid being beaten like Yan Ju.

The source qi gushed out, and in an instant, it formed a golden ball in his hand, like a sun.

"The scorching sun!"

A ten-zhang long ray of light shot out in an instant, and Xiuwen's flame lotus flower was like a paper butterfly that had encountered a flame, and it scattered one after another.

Everyone was shocked!"This guy actually attacked Brother Wen, and-"

Xiu Wen frowned, it seemed that he still underestimated this kid, but he didn't expect his cultivation to have reached this point.

Xiao Yu's source qi light broke through the flame lotus, and hit the flame lotus origin with a blow, the big flame lotus flower above Xiuwen's head was deformed in an instant, Xiuwen snorted coldly, and then stabilized the lotus, and those little lotus flowers had the momentum to break through the source qi light.

"Huh?" Xiao Yu was slightly stunned in his heart, and sure enough, he had some ability, and the "Tianyang Jue" was running rapidly, and the source qi was constantly gushing out.

"Broken!"

"Boom-" Xiuwen was shocked, the "Burning Sun Wanjun" had nearly doubled its strength, and the "Three Thousand Lotus" reluctantly supported the three breaths, and was scattered with a bang.

Everyone under the "Yan Balcony" was shocked, Xiuwen was actually suppressed!

Xiuwen was not in a hurry, and in an instant, his hands were sealed, and the martial soul actually grew by two points.

"Fire Dance!"

Countless flames condensed instantly, Xiu Wen dragged the flames with his right hand, and rushed straight towards Xiao Yu, "Look at me breaking your 'Burning Sun Wanjun'!" Wherever the flames passed, the source qi golden mangs were shattered like glass, and only Xiao Yu was taken.

"Do you want to prove that you are more than capable of attacking from afar?" Xiao Yu smiled, and the "Tianyang Jue" mobilized the source qi to gush out continuously, and the eyebrows were windless.

"Pure Yang Gun!"

The source qi turned into a nine-foot spear, which was grasped by Xiao Yuyi in his hand, and he faced Xiuwen head-on.

"Boom, boom!"

There was a shocking shock, the red and yellow light pierced the person who could barely open his eyes, and the air around him was obviously much hotter, "boom-" There was a loud bang, and a figure flew out and landed a few feet away, it was Xiuwen!

A wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of Xiuwen's mouth, his hair and clothes were a little messy, Xiao Yu stood motionless in place, and the solid "Yan Balcony" had been blown open with a big hole in a square circle.

"Do you want to continue?" Xiao Yu looked at Xiu Wen, he was angry that Xiu Wen relied on Xiu Wei to wantonly oppress others, and he had already done it with all his might.

Everyone was already stunned, the battle between the two people was so direct, they originally thought that although the time would not be long, it would be Xiao Yu who would be defeated, but they didn't expect that-

This Xiao Yu-

Xiu Wen turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, bit the tip of his tongue violently, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"It's essence blood! Xiuwen actually used essence blood!"

You must know that essence blood is the foundation of every martial artist, once you lose it, it will take a lot of effort to cultivate back, and now that Xiuwen is actually spurting essence blood, even if you win this competition, you will be greatly injured.

Xiao Yu looked at Xiu Wen coldly, "You must win me even at the cost of cultivating your cultivation?"

Xiuwen's face was a little hideous, "Hmph, what kind of place do you think this is? Do you think life and death fighting is fun?"

Xiao Yu sighed and nodded, "Yes, it seems that I was too naïve." "Sister Muyun, I'm sorry.

Tianshu, open!

Xiuwen's momentum became stronger and stronger, and the phantom behind him became more and more real, revealing a trace of ancient aura, and he opened his eyes suddenly, "Boy, you didn't hesitate to wake me up with your essence blood, it seems that you are in a lot of trouble." ”

"What? Xiuwen's martial soul can actually speak?"

"This is no longer an ordinary martial soul, but a martial soul with its own consciousness, it seems that Xiuwen has encountered a great opportunity, and he has great luck. ”

A blue figure in the distance saw this scene, and the corners of his eyes moved slightly, "It seems that the talent of the seventh grade is not just an empty shelf. ”

The girl next to her, Tsing Yi and Lan Sha, could only faintly see her stunning face, "It's rare to be able to let you say this." ”

The corners of Xie Juntian's mouth moved slightly, "Don't you also want to know what kind of cultivation this Xiao Yu has achieved?"

Xiuwen consumed essence blood, and his body's energy skyrocketed, but his spirit showed a trace of exhaustion, "Senior, help me kill him, I will prepare pure blood to nourish the soul of my senior." ”

The ancient face of the martial soul relaxed slightly, "Okay, let's take the opportunity to move our muscles and bones." ”

An invisible energy suddenly poured into Xiuwen's body, and his momentum instantly skyrocketed by several notches, his eyes were crimson, and his originally handsome face was covered with hideousness, as if he came from hell.

"Xiao Yu, you are indeed not weak, but unfortunately you will die in the end, and today next year will be your death day!"

Do you really want to kill me, the corners of Xiao Yu's eyes lifted slightly, then, don't blame me for being ruthless.

In a few breaths, Xiuwen's momentum had climbed to its peak, and the overwhelming momentum made it difficult to breathe, and the flames in Xiuwen's hands kept rolling, revealing layers of blood. The flames twisted in the black-purple blood, exuding a strange crimson, as if it were a soul from hell, and its shrill cries were terrifying and exuded a desperate oppression.

Xiuwen's eyes were completely red, and the flames in his hands rushed into the pool of blood, like a soul rushing out of hell, burning with the power of the soul, and rushed towards Xiao Yu.

"Purgatory Bloodflame!"

That flame was not big, but the sense of oppression it brought to people was unique, especially the ancient martial soul behind him, which was even more daunting.

Xiao Yu's gaze finally became solemn, this compelling momentum was not something that Xiuwen could exude at all, but from that martial spirit, and it was difficult to move his own hands that were oppressed.

"Bloom, Hellfire!"

Xiu Wen shouted, and the flame suddenly expanded, turning into a sea of fire churning in the blood, burning with monstrous flames.

Xiao Yu's eyes were shining, a dazzling brilliance was born from the center of his eyebrows, and down the meridians around his body, Xiao Yu's whole body seemed to be shrouded in majestic light, and the source qi of his hands exuded a brilliant brilliance, which was condensed into a golden yellow long sword with a length of one zhang.

"Sword?"

Xie Juntian's face flashed with a strange look, and then turned into an extremely faint smile.

"Demon Slaying Sword!"

The golden long sword enveloped Xiao Yu with a heroic righteousness.

"Break it for me!"

The "Demon Suppression Sword" let out a high-pitched dragon groan, as if it carried its own soul, like a Nine Heavens Divine Sword, rushing towards the sea of fire.

The moment the "Demon Suppression Sword" rushed into the sea of fire, time and space seemed to freeze, and the golden light and the crimson flame collided violently, and the sound resounded through the sky.

Many disciples in the audience wiped their sweat and their eyes were glazed, "Is this a duel between two soul generals?"

A man in white looked at the stage with deep eyes, looked at the stage and said, "In the past three years, Xiuwen must have had another adventure, but he has been holding back, presumably because he wants to amaze everyone at the Shenwu Conference, he must not have expected to be forced out by a new disciple here, with his current strength, he is afraid that he will have the opportunity to hit the top fifty of the Shenwu list." ”

This person is the master who ranks in the top twenty of the Shenwu list, and this level of competition originally couldn't attract his interest at all, but he only came to take a look because of Xiao Yu's seven-rank talent, but he didn't expect the combat effectiveness of the two to reach such a level.

Yang Xuan stood from a distance and watched all this, his eyes were full of disbelief, how could it be possible, he was far from reaching this level a few days ago, didn't he do his best when he competed with me?

"Yang Xuan, you should remember now that this world is very big, far beyond your understanding, if you can't defeat yourself, you will only become a piece of sand in the torrent of history. ”

Yang Xuan said fiercely: "I know, cousin!"