The white tiger roared, the roar shook the sky, and the huge white tiger phantom on the martial arts platform was deeply imprinted into everyone's heart and shocked people's souls.

Under the roar of the tiger, the fire attribute spiritual power on Wang Duxiao's body was directly annihilated, and the mid-grade flame battle knife of the ground level was instantly extinguished and thrown away.

Wang Duxiao only felt that his soul, spiritual power, and physical body shook at the same time, his soul was in a trance, his spiritual power was chaotic, and his body was like a negative peak, and the whole person fell from the air weakly.

Bang!

Kneeling on the ground, he slammed on the ground, inspiring the protective barrier of the Lunwu Tai, and his cloak was scattered, a mouthful of blood spit out, and a little blood was sprinkled on the Ronwu Tai.

Wang Duxiao knelt on the ground, his face full of disbelief.

Looking up at Jian Fengyun, the white-clothed figure was so unattainable at this moment, it seemed that as long as he thought about it, he would be scattered and perish immediately.

In the next breath, the white tiger phantom behind Jian Fengyun slowly dissipated, his face was indifferent, and he turned around and walked back to the center of the Ronwu Platform.

"Oh my God, Wang Duxiao was defeated, what kind of spiritual skill is that, and it is so powerful?"

"The list of the Xuanhuang List is about to change, and the top 100 masters on the Xuanhuang List have not changed for decades!"

Everyone in the audience was surprised.

Wang Duxiao knelt on his knees, and a trace of blood seeped out of his knees, which looked very seeping.

Looking at the figure that turned around indifferently and walked away, Wang Duxiao's voice was hoarse.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

"Someone intercedes for you!" Jian Fengyun responded lightly, his face was still extremely calm, as if defeating Wang Duxiao was an expected and natural thing, and it was not worth affecting his state of mind at all!

Plead!

Wang Duxiao's face was pale, he stood up with difficulty, his eyes were red, the sound of broken bones on his legs sounded, and blood poured in, but the pain in his body was far less than the humiliation in his heart.

The fourteenth on the Xuanhuang list, Wang Jiatianjiao...... These honors that he regarded as a halo were all shattered at this moment, and the face of the person who broke them was so indifferent.

"Jian Fengyun, you'd better kill me, otherwise I will definitely challenge you as long as I am alive, until I kill you one day!" The last bloody nature in Wang Duxiao's heart was stimulated, and he opened his mouth soaked in blood.

Born in the royal family of the imperial city, the honor of the family did not allow him to lose.

"Sword waits!" The corners of Jian Fengyun's mouth moved, and he spoke.

At this time, Jian Fengyun can be regarded as seeing a martial will in Wang Duxiao's body, the Tianjiao of the Wang family in the imperial city is much stronger than those young masters on the street, but it is a pity that he meets Jian Fengyun no matter how strong he is.

In the end, the people of the Wang family came up to carry Wang Duxiao away, and there was silence up and down the martial arts platform.

"Is there anyone else you want to challenge?"

After a long while, the white-haired dean himself opened his mouth to break the silence.

There was a moment of silence under the stage.

The white hair swept his gaze to the demon Hanjiang and Yuan Feng on the side, and asked, "Since no one is challenged, do you two want to challenge?" ”

"How can I beat my eldest brother, I admit defeat!" Genfeng simply threw in the towel.

Demon Hanjiang, the fair and handsome face moved slightly, and a ray of light shot out of the light blue eyes, sweeping towards the martial arts platform.

As soon as he breathed, a black figure flashed on the martial arts platform.

"I'll only make one cut, if you can stop me, you'll admit defeat!" Demon Hanjiang's pale blue eyes were deeply locked on Jian Fengyun's body.

"Feel free!" Jian Fengyun's brows furrowed slightly, and then he opened soothingly, and said indifferently.

Everyone stared with bated breath, looking at the two people on the stage, expecting what kind of fierce collision would occur.

Demon Hanjiang's fair face was full of heaviness, and he reached out and grabbed the quaint long knife behind his back and fell into his hand.

"Void Breaking Knife!"

To everyone's surprise, Demon Hanjiang's body did not have a trace of spiritual power.

Without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, the figure of Demon Hanjiang still turned into a little black light in the air, and in a flash, the ancient long knife swept out of the scabbard and stabbed towards the sword Fengyun.

Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the demon Hanjiang appeared in front of Jian Fengyun, and the demon knife in his hand was as transparent as it was transparent, and he couldn't see a trace, stabbing at Jian Fengyun.

Jian Fengyun didn't seem to react yet, and his face was still standing calmly in place.

The blade appeared, directly through Sword Fengyun's chest.

"Sword Fengyun is dead?"

Everyone's hearts were shocked, and their eyes widened to see what was going on.

But in the next moment, the sword wind cloud that had been pierced through his chest suddenly faded in the air and dissipated with the wind.

It turned out to be a phantom!

The figure of Jian Fengyun appeared in the sky above the Demon Han River, holding an illusory long sword in his hand, which was pressed against the neck of the Demon Han River.

"I'm defeated!" A flash of surprise flashed in the light blue eyes of the demon Han Jiang, and in the next moment, the demon sword returned to the sheath and arched his hand at the sword in mid-air.

Jian Fengyun's figure slowly fell from the sky, and the illusory sword qi in his hand slowly disappeared.

"Take!" Jian Fengyun bowed his hand slightly and said lightly.

Everyone in the audience looked at this scene, and suddenly looked confused and puzzled.

The two of them haven't sent out a single spiritual skill yet, and there is no powerful collision, but the figure flashes a few times on the martial arts platform, why did the demon sword Hanjiang lose?

Many elders of the Tianyang Dao Academy didn't see any reason, only the elders with more seniority, as well as the white hair, as well as the Moon God Temple's Xianyue, and the Holy Soul Sword Sect's Sea Sword saw the entire competition.

After a long time, the white hair nodded and exclaimed: "Better than the Great Dao comprehension, this son is very good!" ”

"May I ask you, how did you dodge my knife?" Demon Hanjiang arched his hand at Jian Fengyun and asked.

"Forty-nine avenues, fifty of the number of heavens, there must be a glimmer of life, even if the laws of space are fully understood, there is a wind in the endless void, moving with the wind, naturally you can get to that glimmer of life!" Jian Fengyun smiled faintly and said.

"Original...... Void Harbor! Demon Hanjiang suddenly realized, his eyes seemed to light up, he bowed to the sword Fengyun, and walked down.

Demon Hanjiang did not return to his original position, he walked into the crowd, met the puzzled eyes of everyone, and walked into the distance.

"I announce that the first place in the enrollment of the four colleges this time is, Jian Fengyun."

A Dao elder went up to announce the result, and Jian Fengyun then walked down, his face always calm in the face of those surprised eyes.

"Big brother, what's wrong with that facial paralysis, why did you go wrong and leave?" Yuan Feng asked in a low voice.

"His comprehension is good, he has enlightened the Great Dao, and now he should be ready to break through the Spirit King!" Jian Fengyun looked at the back of the demon Hanjiang, as if he had a deep meaning.

"Oh!" Yuan Feng replied as if he didn't understand.

"Now, please take the third place Yuan Feng on stage to accept the challenge!"

On the martial arts platform, the voice of the Taoist elder sounded impressively.

"Big brother......" Yuan Feng suddenly hesitated.

"Go up, you have to fight for everything you want!" Jian Fengyun patted Yuan Feng's shoulder and gave him an encouraging look.

"Hmm!" Yuan Feng answered, and then turned his gaze to the corner of the sea of people, the shadow of the masked woman.

(End of chapter)