Several people quickly found a nearby inn.

There were only Mo Xiao and Phantom Yu in the room, Mo Fanyang was lying on the bed, the two carefully helped him clean his wounds, Phantom Yu took out the medicine in the space ring and helped him apply it gently, the two of them didn't say a word during the whole process, only Mo Xiao's secret sobbing.

After more than half an hour of treatment, the injury was temporarily controlled, but it will take a lot of time to fully recover.

Seeing the two of them walking out, the elders of Jinlan Valley immediately surrounded them and asked in a low voice.

"How is Yang'er?"

"It's okay for the time being, just need to rest for some time to heal"

Phantom Rain replied truthfully, but his eyes were as cold as frost.

"It's all my fault, senior brother, it's because of me that I've become like this, I..."

Mo Xiao couldn't control his emotions at all, and cried loudly.

Most of the disciples in the sect of Jinlan Valley are orphans, Mo Xiao and Mo Fanyang are no exception, the two have the same master, they grew up together since childhood, and they have a deep relationship, and they are even brothers.

Mo Xiao's talent is not bad, but he belongs to the more naughty category, and he is also a little lax in cultivation, so he is often bullied by people from the sect.

And although Mo Fanyang is not smiling, and can even be regarded as a wooden man, his cultivation is extremely serious, and he is highly expected by many elders of the sect, and he has always protected him as an elder brother, and he is very spoiled by him, you can imagine how uncomfortable he felt at this time.

"Alas"

The elders of Jinlan Valley sighed, and one of them whispered to comfort Mo Xiao.

Phantom Yu didn't speak, but walked over and patted Mo Xiao's shoulder, hugged his fists slightly at the elders, and then turned around and strode out of the inn.

Because his battle is not over.

When Phantom Rain returned to the palace gate, Elder He also breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, he didn't miss it.

At this time, another battle was going on on the high platform, Nan Shuyao and Gu Hanshan.

The cultivation of the two is comparable, and they are only one step away from advancing to the Phantom King, so their battle is very anxious, and they have reached this point, and no one will have reservations.

The result was also beyond some expectations, as the two eventually collided and fell on the high platform at the same time.

Seeing this situation, Ling Chendao directly announced that the two were tied for third, after all, the two of them were tied, and they had both lost their combat effectiveness, and it was difficult to recover in a short time.

There is no objection to such a result, and for the royal family, it is nothing more than an extra reward.

Then came the most eye-catching battle of the championships.

Xuanyang Ancient Sect Phantom Rain VS Black Emperor Hall Autumn Yifeng

This is also the ultimate showdown with the most disparity in strength since the previous 100 Sect Competitions.

A fourth-order phantom spirit, a quasi-phantom king, or a powerful quasi-phantom king, no matter how you look at it, the result seems to have been determined in advance.

Even Elder He was ready to admit defeat directly, being able to win the second place had greatly refreshed the history of the Xuanyang Ancient Sect, coupled with Mo Fanyang's previous experience, he was also afraid that the phantom rain would be damaged.

However, Phantom Rain stopped him in time and jumped directly into the ring, he had to fight this battle, not only to fight, but also to fight desperately, and the honor was dull, just for that love.

Whether it was the first round of Mo Xiao's love or the second round of Mo Fanyang's love, he couldn't back down at the moment.

Qiu Yifeng saw that Phantom Rain had already come to the stage, he also jumped up gently, his expression was very relaxed, and he licked his tongue, in his opinion, the champion has been firmly in his hands, as for the person opposite, he can be wiped out with a snap of his fingers.

It's just that before he came up, he had promised Qiu Yanshan that he would torture Phantom Rain well, or accidentally kill him, which was the best.

Long Ao and Yun Xi Yuntong were both watching from a short distance.

Because of the soul contract, Long Ao, the idea of Phantom Rain, can also sense it, it sighed silently, this young man has his stubbornness after all, if there is an accident later, he will take action immediately, with his current strength, there is no one to stop him.

Immediately, its eyes drifted to an old man in a Taoist robe, he was Ling Chendao.

I don't know why, in Long Ao's perception, this old man gave him a sense of danger.

Qiu Yifeng looked at the phantom rain opposite, his expression was full of disdain, and he slowly said sarcastically.

"Boy, you want me to play a little longer, don't be like the one before, completely unbeaten, hehe"

Phantom Rain obviously won't be provoked by him, real anger doesn't need to be vented on his face, he glanced at him calmly, and three fluttering words flew out of Phantom Yu's mouth.

"You're going to die"

After finishing speaking, before Qiu Yifeng could react, he quietly closed his eyes, and then a large handful of phantom stones appeared around the phantom rain, his hands sucked, and the pure phantom power flowed into his body along the palms of his hands, and a whirlwind of phantom power was set off on the high platform in an instant, all pouring down from the top of the phantom rain's head.

"This is"

Everyone present was shocked, and everyone saw what Phantom Rain was going to do, he was going to break through.

Qiu Yifeng was only stunned for a moment, and then the sneer became even stronger.

The Hundred Sects Dabi has a clear rule that any opponent who breaks through must not be disturbed, but in Qiu Yifeng's opinion, this is just a dying struggle, and there is no difference between the fourth and fifth orders for him, as long as he does not break through the Phantom King, everything is in vain.

Will Phantom Rain do something in vain, of course not, of course he knows that even if he breaks through to the fifth order, he still has no chance of winning, but if he adds another thing, it will be difficult to say.

The whirlwind of phantom power only lasted for a cup of tea and then dissipated, and the phantom rain officially broke through to the fifth order, due to the forcible acceleration of the breakthrough, the phantom power in his body was a little agitated, and his own momentum burst out uncontrollably.

Qiu Yifeng saw that the phantom rain had broken through, the light flashed in his hand, and the mace appeared in his hand, he was already a little impatient, and his eyes seemed to be able to see the phantom rain falling to the ground, struggling and frightened.

But the next moment, the smile on his face gradually disappeared and slowly turned into consternation.

Because of the person opposite, the breath was still soaring, and in the blink of an eye, it was already the sixth order, followed by the seventh, eighth, and ninth orders, and then slowly reached the same level as his own breath, and it was only a trace away from the breath of the Phantom King, and slowly emanated from the phantom rain.

And Phantom Rain also opened his eyes violently at this time, at this moment, his eyes showed a dark red glow, his face looked strangely pale, and under the robe that others could not see, his body was covered with pitch-black lines.

This was the first time he had stimulated the demon seed with all his strength after cultivating the Xuanyang Heavenly Sutra, he felt that he was full of strength at the moment, and his consciousness was not the slightest chaotic, the meridians in his body were filled with rich demonic energy, but there was only a slight feeling of swelling, and the originally somewhat hot breath became cold in an instant.

At this moment, Ling Chendao pinched out a depression in the crutches in his hand, his eyes showed a clever color, and a blood-red stone appeared silently in his other hand, which was emitting a strange light, but no one noticed him at this time, everyone's eyes were focused on the high platform, and the people around couldn't help but shudder.

As for the expressions of the people of the major sects, Elder Chen was slightly relieved when he saw the appearance of Phantom Rain, he had seen this scene before, and knew that this was the so-called bloodline power of Phantom Rain, and now his state was not unable to compete with Qiu Yifeng.

Without delaying time, Phantom Rain knew that he couldn't last too long in such a state, and he had to fight quickly.

As soon as he raised his foot, he appeared behind Qiu Yifeng in an instant, and blasted out with a punch.

Qiu Yifeng hurriedly came back to his senses, and with a wave of his mace, he smashed into the phantom rain.

He thought that the phantom rain did not dodge at all, and the phantom power package of the other hand directly clenched his fist and slammed into the smashed mace.

"Bang, bang"

The two voices sounded at the same time, and the phantom rain was shaken back by half a step, and Qiu Yifeng was hit by the phantom rain with a solid punch and flew out upside down.

As the saying goes, while you are sick, you will die, and the figure of Phantom Rain disappears again.

Qiu Yifeng, who had just gotten up, was suddenly shocked, and the punch just now was surging with his defense.

Hurriedly used his ultimate defense, holding the mace in both hands and spinning it at great speed.

This trick Phantom Rain had already seen before, and he had already thought of a way to deal with it.

"Shade"

The second form of the Yin Yang Breeze Fist was directly used, and the two fists were constantly waving, and if you looked closely, you would find that the speed of Qiu Yifeng's rotation gradually slowed down.

"Dawn of the Sun"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Phantom Rain once again used the first form.

"Pong Pong .....''

Countless fist shadows slammed into Qiu Yifeng's shield with a blazing aura.

It's just that after using this trick, Phantom Yu's face changed suddenly, because he felt that something had changed in his body, and he let out a muffled snort, and then a trace of dark blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, even so, he didn't hesitate at all, turned his heart sideways, and continued to punch out.

"Click... Click..."

The cracks became more and more, and as a crisp sound sounded, the shield completely cracked in Qiu Yifeng's frightened gaze, and then a huge fist fell heavily on his chest.

"You"

Qiu Yifeng didn't say anything, the blood sprayed directly, and he immediately retreated, melee has always been his strong point, but he didn't expect to be pressed and beaten at this moment, he could only open the distance first.

But Phantom Rain obviously wouldn't give him this opportunity, chasing after him, countless fist shadows bombarded out again, Qiu Yifeng was completely stunned, constantly bearing the heavy blows of Phantom Rain, feeling that the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

Just when he was already desperate, Phantom Rain's figure retreated, and his eyes immediately showed hope, although he was seriously injured at this time, as long as he was given a little time, he would be able to stabilize the disadvantage and save the situation from scratch.

Only the next moment he was truly desperate.

"Flamefall"

Why did Phantom Rain retreat at that time, it was all for this last step.

As he rose into the air, a huge pillar of flame light instantly appeared in his hand, with a faint trace of black light around him, and he slashed directly towards Qiu Yifeng, and at the same time, there was a trace of silver light in this pillar of flame light.

"Boom"

Qiu Yifeng hadn't gotten up yet, but now he couldn't get up at all, and before he even had time to make a defensive posture, he was completely hit, and the high platform where he was completely collapsed.

"Easy Wind"

An elder of the Black Emperor Hall quickly rushed out, and with a wave of his robe, countless fragments were swept away, revealing Qiu Yifeng's figure.

At this time, Qiu Yifeng's whole body was pitch black, and dark blood was still flowing from the corners of his mouth, even mixed with some fragments of internal organs, and most importantly, there was a silver long sword stuck in his chest.

The elder's face changed drastically, and he quickly stepped forward to help Qiu Yifeng, and his heart sank completely as soon as he probed his magic power.

Qiu Yifeng held the old man's hand tightly, and then his eyes bulged violently, and he slowly lost the last trace of breath.