"Murong Immortal, advance to the top four!" the elder's somewhat excited voice echoed in the field.

The disciples in the field erupted in a deafening shout, and all the male and female disciples were fascinated by Murong Xianjue's black back, and Murong Xianjue's cold expression became a classic imitated by the onlookers.

The next second game is a duel between Fengyu and Araki! Both of them are genius-level figures, and their strength is not much different, the most important thing is that the battle between the two will have a lot of suspense, unlike Murong Xianjue's battle, which is simply crushing, and it can't give the onlookers a visual impact of coming and going.

And regardless of their fame and strength, both of them are evenly matched, which undoubtedly adds suspense to the audience about the winner.

But there has to be a result in the ring, and only one person can stay for the rest of the tournament.

Feng Yu was dressed in a light blue robe, swaying in the wind, his handsome face seemed to be full of stories, and a pair of eyes that people couldn't see through made people can't help but come forward to ask.

"Araki, we're going to fight again!I wonder if your blood sword is rusty!" Feng Yu looked at Araki opposite, and the corners of his mouth rose and smiled slowly.

Araki was wearing a blood-red robe at this time, and his slightly dark face had a scar that was neither long nor short, not ugly but strangely charming, and his pupils were blood-red, which looked extremely bewitching.

"That's right, it's been a long time since the previous battle, and this time we're going to have a winner between the two of us, come on! let me see if your sword is wasted!" Araki looked at Fengyu and said with a smile on his lips.

"Changing Palms!"

Fengyu shouted, spiritual power continued to be injected into the palm, the white palm exuded a turquoise glow, and the palms attacked Araki, the two tacitly did not use the sword, but first carried out fist and foot kung fu, Araki saw Fengyu's pair of palms exuding a green glow attacking, Araki was not surprised, and shouted: "Come well, take me a punch!"

"Burning Dragon Fist!"

A pair of fists wrapped in fire dragons rushed towards Feng Yu's palms, and with a bang, the two figures in the ring were repelled at the same time for a few steps before stopping, and the light of the fists and palms dissipated towards the onlookers!

Beep!

The onlookers exclaimed, looking at the two evenly matched, the onlookers watched very energetically, only in this way can there be suspense, the two figures kept getting up and colliding, getting up and colliding.

"Whew! Araki didn't expect you to be so strong after so long, the warm-up just now is over, let's start the real duel!" Feng Yu shook his hand and smiled.

"Haha, you kid hasn't regressed, have you, but that's interesting, the warm-up is over, and the next battle is the real beginning!" Araki smiled as he rubbed his fist. Even though the two hadn't fought for so long, that tacit understanding was still there, and the warm-up just now brought out all the interest of the two of them.

"Araki, let me see the power of your blood sword!" Feng Yu looked at Araki on the other side and grinned.

"What? They were warming up with so much close-quarters just now?

"Nonsense, don't you see that the two of them are fighting without changing their faces? And their strength is not something we can imagine! Let's watch quietly!"

"Is this the battle between the two of them second only to Murong Immortal? It's really terrifying, the aftermath of the battle between the two can shock some disciples to death!"

......

"Since you're so impatient, come on!" Araki flipped his right hand, and a blood-red long sword was held in his hand, and the long sword emitted a strange cold light, "Eat me with a sword!"

"The sword falls into the river of blood!"

Araki's long sword was across his chest, the spiritual power in his body was surging wildly, and the blood-red spiritual power wrapped his whole body, even his pupils at this time became red, and the strange energy continued to emanate, forming a blood-red word in front of Araki, Araki slashed the blood-red long sword in his hand along the blood-red word, and a blood-red long river slashed towards Fengyu with blood momentum.

"It's good to come!" said Feng Yu with a smile. Looking at the blood-colored river with a terrifying aura, Feng Yu felt that he was getting excited, and the blood in his body became boiling, only feeling that he had not fought for a long time, Feng Yu shook his body, his right hand flipped over, and the sword that was half blue and half green was already out of the sheath.

"Liangyi Fengyun Sword!"

Feng Yu shouted, the spiritual power in his body was also surging wildly, Feng Yu held the long sword in his right hand, standing in front of his chest, two blue and green sword qi crossed and rose from the ground, running towards Araki's blood-colored river with a shocking momentum.

There was a loud bang, the scene fell into chaos for a while, the chaotic spiritual power overflowed, and the elders made timely moves to suppress the overflowing spiritual power, but the sword momentum of the two sides is still you don't let me and I don't let you, the scene of the two being evenly matched even grabbed the hearts of the onlookers, and they got up one by one and looked nervously at the situation in the field, even some elders were attracted by this battle and looked carefully.

The two figures in the field were knocked out, the two of them quickly and tacitly jumped up, the long sword kept swinging, the onlookers could only see the sparks constantly flashing in the air, and the speed of the two was even faster to the extreme, only a residual image could be seen vaguely, and they were constantly beaten away and then continued to fight together.

"Araki, it's hard for us to tell the winner if we go on like this, let's decide the winner with one move!"

"No need, Fengyu. Araki's red pupils looked at Fengyu in a complicated manner, and muttered in his mouth.

"What?" Feng Yu wondered.

"Elder, Araki abstained!" Araki said slowly to the elder next to the ring.

"What?

"Fengyu, our strength is similar, but if you really talk about it, your strength is slightly higher than mine, and it is pointless to fight again, and when the time comes, you may lose both sides and stop at the top four together, how can you compete for the championship at that time, and if I abstain now, you won't have too much consumption, wouldn't it be good for you to fight with me! And we are not brothers!" Araki said to Fengyu seriously. stepped forward and patted Fengyu on the shoulder, then turned around and left the ring and returned to the rest area!

Fengyu was already in a daze by Araki's sentence that we are not brothers, and asked himself in his heart: "Araki, aren't we brothers?" Fengyu's mind kept recalling the picture of fighting with Araki before, and he was happy together......

"Feng Yu wins, advance to the semifinals!" The elder's sentimental voice pulled Feng Yu back to reality, and the elder was also shocked by Araki's righteousness, knowing that the two were of similar strength, no matter whether one of them was fighting, there would be no good result, so he decisively gave up and left the opportunity to advance to Feng Yu, and the sentence at the end of the sentence We are not brothers is even more heartfelt!

The onlookers had fallen into silence at the moment, and some of the female disciples were even more tears in their eyes, moved by Araki's righteousness, and actually left the opportunity to advance to Fengyu, Araki naturally knew that Fengyu's goal had always been Murong Immortal, so he took the initiative to give up and left the opportunity to Fengyu!

It's all because we're brothers!