Fierce battles began everywhere in the square, many young masters have come to the fore, Ding Huan and Ziman also easily won the first competition, Huzi has returned to the bedroom to heal, Li Dian and all the Hanyue disciples are guarding Huzi on the side.

The sun shone brightly on the square, there were crowds of people everywhere, it was very lively, Wen Chong waited silently in a fighting arena, exuding a chilling cold air all over his body, his eyes were shining with a blazing fire, everything seemed so incongruous.

He was still recalling that fragment in his mind, the huge sword blade appeared out of thin air, and the sword with a dark aura turned into thousands of thousands, hitting his body little by little, and the sword aura of destruction was still imprinted in his heart, and it could not be dispersed for a long time.

"Second uncle, I hurt you. Sword Sect, you have to pay back with your life. Wen Chong lowered his head and said to himself, the aura on his body became colder and colder, and a murderous aura floated in the air.

"Brother, why did you show such a huge murderous aura. ”

A calm voice came to his ears, and he snapped back to his senses, only to notice that his opponent was already standing on the field, staring at him silently.

Wen Chong restrained the murderous aura on his body and said coldly: "It's none of your business." ”

This is Wen Chong who saw the person clearly, this person is the same age as himself, but he has an unusual calmness, just like the unshakable mountain, exuding a strong earthly atmosphere.

The man said: "My name is Xu Ziwei, from Kunlun, we cultivators, we should not have such a strong killing aura on our bodies, Your Excellency should let go of your tears as soon as possible, and don't go astray." ”

Wen Chong said coldly: "Misguided, hmph, don't talk nonsense, you can't compare this fight, get out if you don't compare." ”

Xu Ziwei smiled silently and said, "Brother Tai, you are so eager to compete. I'm going to make a move. ”

The arena was already full of people, most of them were Kunlun disciples, and the aura of the earth spread over the arena, which really made other sects daunting.

Many Kunlun disciples outside the arena shouted, "Senior Brother Xu, teach him, teach him." Let the boy who doesn't know the height of the sky look for teeth all over the ground. ”

Xu Ziwei's whole body exuded a strong aura of the earth, looking at it fixedly, like a towering mountain, heavy and ethereal, Xu Ziwei walked forward quickly, punched out, the speed was extremely fast, and he hit Wen Chong heavily.

Wen Chong's whole body was filled with cold air, and he quickly avoided this ferocious punch, and at the position where Wen Chong was standing, he had been blasted out of a big hole by Xu Ziwei's punch, which shows the dominance of this punch.

Wen Chong frowned, and said in his heart: "This person is very powerful, and he is a martial cultivator, so he can't fight against him, he can only look for fighters." ”

Xu Ziwei had a smile on his face and said, "Brother Tai, good skills." After finishing speaking, he quickly rushed towards Wen Chong, Wen Chong didn't even have a chance to fight back, Xu Ziwei's fist style had arrived, Wen Chong quickly jumped away, blow after blow, Wen Chong was completely passive, Xu Ziwei just showed a faint smile on his face, everything seemed so easy.

Wen Chong was sweating profusely, constantly dodging, breathing heavily, obviously being pressed too hard by Xu Ziwei, and gradually showing a sense of exhaustion.

A punch has hit, a wave of energy has spread, Wen Chong's speed has slowed down significantly, this sudden punch hit his body hard, a mountain of energy raged in his body, he flew backwards heavily for several feet, spit out a mouthful of blood, and let out a howl of pain.

Xu Ziwei looked at the man lying on the ground and said, "Brother Tai, the victory and defeat have been decided." ”

Wen Chong inhaled in a big gulp, wiped the blood from his mouth with his hand, and slowly supported his body to gradually get up, there was no sense of failure in his eyes, but brighter and sharper, like a cold blade, flashing on Xu Ziwei's body.

Xu Ziwei paused and said, "Do you want to compare?"

Wen Chong didn't answer, he told his opponent with his actions, a cold air had already stood solemnly, and bursts of cold air attacked Xu Ziwei.

Xu Ziwei punched out with a smile on his face, the cold qi broke without attacking, Xu Ziwei walked forward quickly, did not give Wen Chong any chance to dodge, and hit Wen Chong with a heavy punch, Wen Chong gathered the cold air outside his body, and wanted to resist this punch, but the powerful Gang Qi deeply blasted Wen Chong out, and Wen Chong fell to the ground in the second time.

The Kunlun disciples outside the arena were overturned and shouted: "Senior Brother Xu, good job, Kunlun first, Kunlun first." That bass boy only knows how to hide. There was a burst of laughter.

All the disciples of the cold moon are guarding Huzi, and the disciples of the sword spirit are entrusted by the elders, and they also bring the fairy grass Lingzhi, so that the tiger's injuries can recover as soon as possible, and everyone has forgotten that Wen Chong still has a fight, and no one has seen it.

Wen Chong supported the ground with both hands, and slowly got up from the ground, there was a little more blood on his mouth, and his eyes were full of edge, without a little fear.

Xu Ziwei said: "Brother, you and I are divided in strength, why don't you refuse to back down?"

With a hint of tenacity in his eyes, Wen Chong said calmly: "I don't know, I just know that I want to win, and I can't retreat." Although the words were calm, those cold eyes brought an unshakable strength.

Xu Ziwei was stunned, the man in front of him seemed to be a little taller, just like Kunlun Mountain, which was as majestic and magnificent as Kunlun Mountain, exuding this hegemonic atmosphere, Xu Ziwei's blood was also hot, and he said with respect: "You are a strong man, I, Xu Ziwei, will definitely go all out to make this competition go on seriously." ”

The smile on Xu Ziwei's face had all faded, but an extremely serious expression, his body erupted with layers of earth breath, and a strong and domineering force filled the field, just like the two of them.

The Kunlun disciples outside the arena also held their breath, although the two of them were strong and weak, they were both serious, and they were all in awe, Xu Ziwei was full of earthly energy, strong and fast, and he had already stepped in front of Wen Chong in an instant, and punched out.

Wen Chong did not move, the cold qi of the whole body changed from weak to strong, a resolute air dispersed, the fist wind had arrived, and it hit Wen Chong's body, Wen Chong did not retreat, a cold air counterattacked away, the gang qi became stronger and stronger, and Wen Chong was still blown out. It's just that a fierce cold air also attacked Xu Ziwei, and the energy was not strong, which also made Xu Ziwei take two steps back to stabilize his body.

Xu Ziwei opened his hands widely, put them together heavily, and shouted, "Crack the ground."

A powerful breath of the earth has been transformed into energy, the earth began to tremble, inch by inch cracked, cracks all over the place, Wen Chong's body seemed to be like the earth, a powerful energy raged on him, wanting to tear him apart, Wen Chong endured the pain in his body, and tried his best to block it with his cold air, Wen Chong's upper clothes have appeared several cracks, and the blood stains overflowing from the sturdy body have dyed the clothes on his body red, and the raging power roared on his body, and it took a long time before faintly fading.

Wen Chong half-knelt on the ground, supporting his scarred body with his hands, blood kept spilling out of his mouth, and several blood marks had appeared on his upper body, he raised his head, his eyes were still sharp, but the fighting spirit had not been reduced by half.

A white figure outside the arena quietly looked at the bloodstained man, his eyes showed unbearable feelings, and his hands tightly held the two swords at his waist.

Wen Chong stood up, the Kunlun disciples outside the arena were quieter, and no sound came out, Xu Ziwei said lightly: "I won't show mercy to my subordinates, you can do it yourself." ”

Xu Ziwei's powerful aura spread again, shouting, "Kunlun, boulder strike." He slammed his fist down to the ground, the earth trembled, and a powerful fifth-order force spread throughout the field, spreading up from the depths of the earth's core little by little.

The sand under Wen Chong's feet was flying, and the gravel shook heavily, this time the attack came from the ground, Wen Chong flew up, and hurriedly made several gestures, using the cold qi to lay down layers of defense.

The energy fluctuations were transmitted to the surface, and a huge rock jumped out of the ground, rushing straight into Wen Chong in the sky, and the layers of defenses were all washed away, Wen Chong did not retreat, and went forward, blasting towards the boulder.

When a person and a stone collided, the boulder had already soared into the sky, turned into a meteorite in the air, burned down, and when it descended to the ground again, it had completely burned out, and you can see how powerful this force is.

All the disciples of Kunlun have seen the people in the door make this domineering blow, all of them showed a cheer, a cheer spread throughout the field, an old man present, has hurriedly flown into the air, the meteorite has fallen, but there is no trace of Wen Chong, this is a predecessor of the sword spirit, is a witness to this competition, after all, this force is too strong for Wen Chong, the old man is really worried about Wen Chong's safety.

A woman in white outside the field, her heart was also uneasy, the force was unbearable for him, but he took it stiffly, it was him, it must be him, he would definitely not be mistaken, just like ten years ago, he was still that temper, no matter what setbacks and difficulties could not stop him from rushing forward.

Above the sky, a piece of cold ice quickly slid down and slammed into the ground, shattering the ice, revealing a bloodstained figure, a bloody man, who slowly climbed up.