Zheng Xiajie's attack seemed to be full of momentum, but when it fell in the eyes of Jian Fengyun, it was full of flaws in an instant.

Jian Fengyun's face was indifferent, he took a step forward, his arm slowly reached out, and he held Zheng Xiajie's hands, his wrist was slightly bent, and his fingers flicked.

Sonor!

The dagger blade, which seemed to be powerful, instantly broke and flew to the edge of the platform.

At the same time, holding Zheng Xiajie's arm, the sword yuan force gushed out, and it was shocked.

"Bang" Zheng Xiajie seemed to turn into a black shadow, like an arrow from the string, and flew out directly from the martial arts platform.

"Boom" smashed on the ground, and with Zheng Xiajie's painful cry, cracks appeared on the ground.

One move!

Everyone felt that Jian Fengyun's figure moved slightly, slowly leaned out his hand, and in a flash in front of him, Zheng Xiajie had already flown out upside down.

Defeat Zheng Xiajie in the early stage of the True Spirit Realm with one move!

For a moment, the entire martial arts field was silent, all the contempt came to an abrupt end, and everyone watched this scene in disbelief!

"Isn't Sword Fengyun only powerful in formation?" A martial artist in the crowd opened his mouth wide, there was no formation, and Jian Fengyun defeated the True Spirit Realm with one move from the realm of the Spirit Mansion Realm, which was simply impossible.

At this time, Jian Fengyun didn't look shocked from the stands, and stepped back to his original position calmly, his face indifferent.

Yue Lingna, who was standing behind Xianyue not far away, smiled and said excitedly: "He's still so powerful, those people who don't have long eyes go up to find death!" ”

The white-haired dean and the Dao elders couldn't help but be surprised, no wonder they could hunt so many demon beasts, even five half-step heaven-level demon beasts died under his hands, it seemed that they still had the ability!

Hai Jian and the disciples of the Holy Soul Sword Sect behind him frowned slightly, thinking about something in their hearts.

In the crowd, Wang Duxiao's face changed, Jian Fengyun's move was beyond his understanding, strictly speaking, this was not a move, but he defeated a martial artist in the early stage of the True Spirit Realm with a single move.

"Wang Shao, be careful, this person's human body can break the Xuan-level spiritual weapon!" Zheng Xiajie was carried down, passed by Wang Duxiao's side, and then said.

When Wang Duxiao heard this, his eyes swept to the broken dagger on the edge of the platform, and his face suddenly became ugly.

"I don't believe it, his strength is so strong, Tongwei you are on!" Wang Duxiao said coldly.

......

"The Beigao family, Zheng Tongwei came to challenge."

Bang! In the middle of the True Spirit Realm, Zheng Tongwei was defeated in one move!

"Matsuya, Matsuyama came to challenge."

Bang! One defeat in the late stage of the True Spirit Realm!

"Song family, Song Yuan came to challenge."

Bang! Bang! The peak of the True Spirit Realm was defeated in two moves!

......

"Five wins in a row, ten wins in a row...... Forty wins in a row......"

As Sword Fengyun easily resolved the battle, those opponents were only slightly injured from the beginning, and slowly came up from behind with serious injuries, and finally came up and became crippled.

Jian Fengyun didn't want to delay it for too long, few of the True Spirit Realm martial artists in the Qingyun Domain had comprehended the laws of the Great Dao, but with the assistance of the True Spirit, the strength was not much different from the Spirit Mansion Realm at all, and in his hands it was like cutting melons and vegetables directly, wasting time.

Everyone looked at Jian Fengyun on the stage, this has defeated dozens of people, Jian Fengyun still has no tiredness, and everyone who went up only lasted for ten seconds at most, and was knocked down from the martial arts platform like garbage.

"Wang Shao, my Linghai is wasted!"

Another warrior was carried down, passed by Wang Duxiao, and gave him a message.

"Hmph, Sword Fengyun!"

Wang Duxiao's face was hard to see, and his hands and fists were clenched.

The next moment, he walked straight out of the crowd, his footsteps tapping into the void, and he walked up into the air.

"Ranked fourteenth on the Xuanhuang list, Wang Duxiao made a move!"

"Oh my God, Wang Jiatianjiao has made a move!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

With this exclamation, Wang Duxiao's figure was like a ray of fire, and it fell directly on the martial arts platform.

"Wang Du Xiao, please advise!"

Wang Duxiao bowed his hand slightly at Jian Fengyun, and the flame true spirit behind him condensed out, and a raging flame seemed to emerge in the void.

The fire shines in the sky, and the audience can feel the heat from afar.

"It is worthy of being the fourteenth on the Xuanhuang list, Wang Duxiao, who is only a little bit behind Pan Jun, this momentum is shocking!" A warrior in the audience exclaimed.

"That's good!" When Dao Elder saw Wang Duxiao, he couldn't help but nod.

"Well, I'm feeling good, too!" Another elder responded.

Behind Xianyue, Yue Lingna was nervous in her heart, and muttered, "That guy won't be able to beat him!" ”

In the audience, only one Wang Yu who was secretly watching not far away showed a worried look on her face, she was a member of the Wang family, she naturally knew Wang Duxiao's strength, but she had been to Bei'an City, and she knew the unfathomable nature of the sword storm.

"Master, I'm ......," Wang Yu said anxiously to the master beside him.

"You pass on the sound, I don't think he is a kind person, you pass on the sound maybe he will let Wang Duxiao go!" The woman who still had the charm of the woman suddenly spoke, but her eyes were calmly looking at the figure on the martial arts platform.

"Yes, master!" Wang Yu bit his lip and then said.

"You draw your sword!" Wang Duxiao listened to the comments around him, his face showed a touch of pride, and he swept towards Jian Fengyun and said murderously.

Facing the murderous aura on Wang Duxiao's body and the momentum of the half-step Spirit King Realm, Jian Fengyun did not change his face and said lightly.

"No need to use a sword to deal with you!"

"Hmph, hubris!" Wang Duxiao's face turned cold, and with a wave of his hand, a huge war knife appeared in his hand, and the fire attribute spiritual power was infused into it, and a raging flame suddenly rose above the battle knife.

The spirit weapon in the middle of the ground level is engraved with a third-level fire attribute inscription, which is enough to increase Wang Duxiao's strength by more than three percent.

"Rank mid-grade spirit skill, Flame Slash!"

Wang Duxiao's eyes locked on the sword Fengyun, and the flame war knife in his hand fell suddenly, sweeping towards the sword Fengyun, bringing out a series of fire shadows in the air, and the fire was dazzling, and it came in an instant.

"Without comprehension of the law, no matter how strong the true spirit and spirit weapon are, they will not be able to exert their full power!"

Jian Fengyun said lightly, his face did not change, the sword yuan power on his body surged, the spirit and spirit instantly condensed into a point, and a huge white tiger phantom instantly appeared behind him.

White Tiger Roar!

"Roar~" A tiger roar sounded, and the white tiger phantom behind Jian Fengyun instantly condensed, the white tiger roared in the sky, domineering, and everyone on the entire martial arts platform clearly felt the body, soul, and spiritual power were shaken, as if as long as the roar was a little stronger, their spirit and spirit would be hit hard.

At the same time, a spiritual power shield was condensed on the surrounding Dao elders, resisting the roar of the tiger.

"Ancient White Tiger, Divine Beast Secret Technique!"

The Moon God Temple, the Holy Soul Sword Sect Sea Sword, and the white-haired dean, the three of them exclaimed at the same time, and stood up, with a look of surprise on their faces.

(End of chapter)