The Black Witch's snakeskin skill was running wildly, and Fang Yuan slowly stood up from the pit, now, he needed more Yuan Power.

The people outside the field also discovered that it seemed that Fang Yuan only had the cultivation of the fourth layer of the Cave Mirror. I thought it was a pinnacle duel between needles and Maimang, but I didn't expect it to evolve into a master abusing rookie chickens in the end, and I suddenly felt bored.

"What's the matter, Fang Yuan, why do you only have this little bit of cultivation, where did you go with the ability just now! Don't worry, I won't be ruthless, you can enjoy it slowly." Lin Jie sneered, his expression was full of revenge, but the movements in his hands did not stop for a moment.

The palms flew over, and they swooped towards Fang Yuan as fast as lightning like the wings of a great peng.

"Fuck your sister, the turtle son dares to beat his father!" Fang Yuan's temper also came up, and he directly yelled, scolding out the mantra of his previous life.

Then he didn't retreat but advanced, his legs stomped on the ground fiercely, and under the splash of dirt under his feet, Fang Yuan's figure had already used this power to suddenly jump up, holding his sword in both hands in the air, and the yuan force burst out:

"Half Moon Slash!"

"Hahaha, I can't help myself!" Lin Jie laughed fiercely, with a touch of cruelty in his eyes, as if it was not a long sword that was being swung at him. The two hands were full of strength, and he directly formed a fist with five fingers, but he didn't dodge it, and a punch hit the oncoming wooden sword.

Bang!

A dull sound came out between the two of them, and a wave of qi swept from the two of them, and the dust on the ground shot up in an instant, and the two figures trembled, but Lin Jie, who was below, didn't move at all, but Fang Yuan couldn't stand it a little and was blown away by a punch.

"Fang Yuan, the ability on his mouth is not small, that is, the strength of his body is soft and treads like a girl!" Lin Jie sneered.

Fang Yuan stabilized his body, now his ruthlessness is also up, some things can't be stopped just by saying stop, in his previous life, when he fought in middle school, he was called a madman, and many times he didn't fight if he couldn't fight.

"Fang Yuan, this kid is still too weak, although he has already entered the two styles of swordsmanship just now, but his own realm is too low, and he can't keep up with Lin Jie's rhythm at all. There was no shortage of sharp-eyed students in the audience, and they commented in a whisper.

"But this kid's toughness is good, if I were like this, I would have admitted defeat a long time ago!"

"The bet is a treasure and a city, who will easily admit defeat at this time, if I am on the field, I will definitely fight to the end. ”

"If you want me to say, you shouldn't bet so much, now it's okay, you can't end it......"

Taking advantage of this gap, the students in the audience talked a lot.

"Fang Yuan, admit defeat. You are not my opponent!" Lin Jie's lips hooked up a smile full of anger, his palms clenched, and in the next moment, he stepped out, a slight muffled sound came from his feet, and his body burst out like a cheetah.

Rumble!

His palms opened, approaching Fang Yuan in an instant, and he slashed towards Fang Yuan mercilessly.

"Autumn Moon Style!"

Fang Yuan once again inspired Qiu Yue-style to pull out a sword flower, which was able to block Lin Jie's attack, but the huge force still made Fang Yuan take a few steps back.

"Why, still struggling!" Lin Jie looked violent and stomped his feet. In an instant, an extremely violent attack erupted.

Bang bang bang!

Lin Jie's rapid figure surrounded Fang Yuan like a whirlwind, either fists or feet, one after another fierce attacks, mixed with bursts of violent wind, overwhelmingly surrounding Fang Yuan.

Xiao Yu kept clutching the corners of his clothes at the bottom of the field, staring closely at the figure in the center of the storm, with a touch of worry in his eyes.

"No, I'm going to find Madame!" After glancing at Fang Yuan again, he hurriedly parted the crowd and quickly ran out.

"Holy, this chicken kid is really amazing. Fang Yuan, who was almost powerless to fight back, smiled bitterly, and now he really realized the gap brought by the realm.

In just a short moment, Fang Yuan's vajra talisman in front of him had already consumed as many as three pieces.

But now he is not in a hurry, although he looks very embarrassed now, but with this high-quality vajra talisman, he is actually not injured heavily. Thinking about it this way, he also wanted to thank Elder Chen for the talismans, which were indeed high-grade goods.

Fang Yuan was embarrassed to dodge Lin Jie's attack, but on the other hand, he was frantically using the Black Witch's snakeskin technique to absorb the Yuan Force, and on the other hand, he transported all the absorbed Yuan Force into the long sword in his hand, in the only attack just now, Fang Yuan found that because of the wooden sword, when attacking, there was no sharp effect at all, making his Three Moon Worship Swords appear weak.

Fang Yuan also wanted to try how powerful this little witch's snake skin technique was to transform items.

Since he can cultivate an ordinary long sword rhyme into a treasure weapon, is it that when he takes the initiative to convey a large amount of yuan power to an item, it will instantly change its attributes.

The fight was still going on, the scene was almost one-sided, as Lin Jie became more and more impatient, his shots became more and more violent, and the vajra talisman in front of Fang Yuan began to consume faster and faster.

3rd floor,

Two floors,

One floor,

Zero layer,

"Hahaha, Fang Yuan, the turtle shell is thick enough, I'll see what else you can use to block it this time!" He gasped slightly, the long-term high-intensity attack also made him a little unbearable, he gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, the corners of his mouth gently hooked up a tricky arc, and his palms used the broken cloud palm again:

"Fang, now it's all over! let me end the battle with the Broken Cloud Palm, don't blame me for being ruthless, if you can only blame you for his arrogance!"

"It's time to finish!"

The emerald light flickered on Fang Yuan's upper right wooden sword in an instant, shining all the embarrassed clothes on Fang Yuan's body, his black hair was constantly fluttering, and his deep eyes were as black as ink, but there was no panic that Lin Jie wanted to see.

"Crescent Strike!"

Fang Yuan directly used the Dacheng-level Crescent Moon Attack, this was also Fang Yuan's most powerful move so far, if this couldn't make a difference, then Fang Yuan could only admit defeat.

As Fang Yuan poured the last bit of Yuan Force in his body into the wooden sword, the wooden sword suddenly emitted a dazzling light, like a sketch on a landscape painting, several beautiful sword flowers were delivered, and the long sword had already pierced forward like a raptor out of a hole.

The emerald green wooden sword was full of brilliance, and the yuan power burst out, and it was no longer the color of the slag of the earth just now, but it was sharp, the cold was pressing, and the metallic luster of the Dao was uncertain.

After Fang Yuan's reckless transmission of Yuan Force, this wooden sword really did not disappoint Fang Yuan, at this last moment of crisis, it actually completed the final transformation, although in Fang Yuan's feeling, this transformation could only be maintained for a short period of time because of the blessing of a large amount of Yuan Force, but for Fang Yuan, who had already reached the moment of decisive battle, this was enough.