These are two geniuses whose state of mind has stepped into the level of 'potential', and the edge they exude makes the other contestants avoid it in fear.

Both of them are constantly climbing, hoping to overwhelm each other and occupy a slight advantage.

A moment later, their momentum was at its peak.

"Kill!" The two moved almost simultaneously.

Chen Feng stepped on the gossip escape, three inches off the ground, and rushed over. The black light of the black claw flickered, and two claw shadows were waved out one after another, and the black and sharp claw shadows broke through the air, containing a huge amount of energy.

The blood-clothed man swung his two swords again and again, and four blood rays burst out, two of which struck with the claw shadow, both of them exploded in midair, and the other two blood rays roared towards Chen Feng.

Chen Feng harnessed the Bagua Escape and rushed forward, his hands clapping again and again.

"Bell!" The two blood rays were directly scattered by Chen Feng's black mang's claws.

At this moment, Chen Feng had already reached the front of the blood-clothed man, and the black mist of the five claw hooks on the black man's claws surged, like a big hand covering the sky, and pressed down on the top of the blood-clothed man's head.

"Boom!" The blood-clad man's swords staggered upwards, blocking the powerful blow of the black mangclaw.

"Ping Pong!" "Bang Bang!"

The two sides exchanged short battles, sparks splashed everywhere, and dozens of rounds of fighting in an instant, and the terrifying energy rushed out, which frightened many of the contestants around.

"These two people have actually reached the level of 'potential', two junior brothers, let's leave this area quickly."

"Okay, that blood-clothed young man must be the evil star of the Xihai Shura Temple, and which super sect is that black-clothed young man? His exercises are so domineering, and the true yuan power of the purple and black sè can even corrode a layer of green steel stone on the ground. ”

Contestants who know that their strength is not as good as the two. All consciously stay away from here. Of course, there are also a few powerful ones who are approaching this side. Waiting for Chen Feng and the blood-clothed man to lose both, they will benefit from the fisherman.

"Bang bang bang!"

Energetic four sets. In the blink of an eye, the two of them have fought for hundreds of rounds, and the true yuan power has been consumed hugely, and both of them have lost their patience. In order to avoid a lose-lose situation, the attacks of both sides began to rage, hoping for a quick victory.

"If you can block my move, even if you win." Cold sweat overflowed from the blood-clothed man's forehead, and he snorted coldly, and the double swords in his hands suddenly closed in the middle, and a strong blood light burst out. The two swords actually fused together, turning into a blood-red and bewitching long sword, exuding a terrifying bloody aura.

High in the sky, there were fire clouds, and many earth immortals and demons drank and talked. Keep your eyes on the battle below, and some of the Earth Immortals and Earth Demons who have not yet accepted apprentices are even more closely watching, hoping to find some excellent disciples. In the previous cultivation conferences, there were outstanding contestants who were valued by the earth immortals and demons and accepted as disciples. became a disciple of the earth immortal and the earth demon, and since then it can be said that he has ascended to the sky in one step. With the guidance of famous teachers, the future is bright on the road to cultivation. It was precisely because of this hope that countless Yuan Infant Peak Cultivators flocked to the Cultivation Conference, eager to be at the Cultivation Conference. Outstanding performance, one step to the sky.

"That little guy in the Shura Hall has made a trick, and the kid in black is probably going to lose." Heavenly Thunder Sect Master's Thunder Sect Master had a flash of thunder and lightning in his eyes.

"Yes!" Qi Jihao, the owner of Qi Tianlou, also groaned.

"Yes. Good fart! The drunken madman suddenly pouted, and then tilted his head to drink.

"Drunken madness. What do you mean? Qi Jihao's pair of sword eyebrows stood up.

"Knock knock!" Drunken madness is drinking, and his eyes are only on wine. Ignore people at all.

Qi Jihao suddenly felt uncomfortable holding his breath, and said angrily: "It's rare that you think that black-clothed kid can compete with the forbidden mastery of the Shura Palace-Shura Sword!" ”

"Knock knock!"

"Knock knock!" The drunken madness seems to ignore Qi Jihao's existence.

There were many earth immortals and earth demons on the other fire clouds around them, and Qi Jihao was difficult to ride a tiger.

"Boom!" The sword is unsheathed, clear as a dragon. But he suddenly pulled out the long sword at his waist, a pair of sword eyebrows were full of murderous intent and pointed at the drunken madness and said: "Drunken madness, what do you mean by scolding people for no reason." ”

At this moment, the movement was very big, and the Demon Flame Sect Sect Leader Nangong Yan and the Nine Great Elders all rushed over.

"Don't be excited, Lord Qi, drunken madness has always been like this, and we don't know, why bother with him." Nangong Yan persuaded: "Holding such a huge cultivation conference this time, my Demon Yan Sect is already anxious enough. Please also ask the owner of Qi to sell the Demon Yan Sect a face. ”

"Okay, Qi is not a vexatious person, so he will give the Nangong Sect Master a face, and he will not bother to deal with this madman." Qi Jihao saw that there were steps to go down, and immediately seized the opportunity. Don't look at the way he is angry on the surface and vows to fight a duel with drunken madness, it is just for the sake of face, otherwise he, the owner of Qi Tianlou, will not have to be. In fact, he was really afraid of confronting the drunkard, this drunkard was crazy, but his strength was terrifying, and it would be no good to provoke him.

Drunken madness, coming from the North Sea, acting crazy, and finally drinking wildly, so people call him 'drunken madness', but in fact, no one knows his real name.

"Wow, good wine! Why is it gone, another gourd. The wine madness hung the empty gourd on his waist, and when he was about to take another wine gourd, he glanced at Qi Jihao, and said with a smile: "Yo, Qi Jimao is angry, hahaha, interesting and interesting." ”

"Whoosh!" Qi Jihao couldn't bear it anymore, and swung out a fierce sword qi, the sword qi was like a rainbow, and he slashed towards the drunken madness. At the same time, he rose into the air and rushed over.

"Ahh The drunken madness rolled his eyes, and directly spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and the thick phlegm was stained on the sword qi, and the sharp sword qi was directly melted away like melting ice and snow.

Subsequently.

"Poof!" The drunken man threw up his head and took a sip of the wine, squirting it out.

"Woohoo!"

The raindrops of wine contained a terrifying power, and every drop was like a majestic mountain smashed over it, and it was overwhelming.

"Dangchang!" "Dangchang!" "Dangchang!"

Qi Jihao's angry face suddenly became extremely solemn, and the sword in his hand danced quickly, blocking a drop of wine.

The wine contained tens of millions of equal powers, and every drop of smashing on the sword could make Qi Jihao's sword tremble, and at the same time, his figure was also smashed and took a step back.

By the time he had dissolved all the drinks in the sky. Suddenly he found that he had retreated to his seat, and his face was full of shame. His face turned blue with iron.

"Drunk, you are provoking our Qi Tianlou." Then. The two elders of Qi Tianlou jumped out and stood with Qi Jihao, wanting to join forces to deal with the drunken madness.

The duel between the powerhouses in the sky made such a big movement, and many cultivators who were watching the game couldn't help but look up at the peaks on all sides of the Fire Cloud Valley.

"You don't need to be angry about such a trivial matter, I don't think it's better to make a bet on who will win the kid in the Shura Hall or the kid in black." Nangong Yan said in a deep voice.

"Okay, I'll use the best spirit sword-Pingtian Sword. Bet with you, bet on the victory of the Shura Temple. Qi Jihao's space ring flashed, and a sharp spirit sword appeared in front of him. It was an extremely sharp sword, three feet long, and the blade glowed white. This sword is called the Pingtian Sword, which is the best high-grade spiritual weapon, and it is Qi Jihao's second attack spiritual weapon, in terms of quality, second only to the Qitian Sword in his hand.

"Who wants your sword?" The drunken madness rolled his eyes. said: "I'll bet with you on wine." Do you have any good wine on you? ”

"Haha, if the wine brother wants wine, it's not easy. My Demon Flame Sect has high-grade monkey wine, and even Tianxin Immortal Spirit Wine has two small bottles. The wine brother can be exchanged for the equivalent value of the spiritual weapon. Nangong Yan said with a smile.

"Hmm. Okay, Nangong Old Devil, you are a notary. The drunken man took out a purple gold gourd from his waist and threw it to Nangong Yan, and said, "One purple gold gourd." Drunkard, I bet that stinky boy in black to win! ”

The battle between the eight battle platforms in Huoyun Valley was fierce, and everyone put their jīng power into the battle. Fight to the death, dare not have the slightest distraction.

"Sword of Asura. Go! The blood-clothed man snorted coldly, and the blood-red and bewitching long sword turned into a huge blood light and rushed towards Chen Feng. The long sword was surrounded by a vicious aura, and the aura was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Chen Feng's face changed, and the bewitching long sword brought him a strong sense of crisis, and Chen Feng didn't dare to have any reservations anymore.

"Woohoo!"

Nine Nine Shadow Poison Dragon Fingers flew in the sky one after another, and with a 'boom', they merged together, and there was a burst of explosions, and a Nine Shadow Poison Dragon dozens of zhang long appeared out of thin air, and the poisonous mist around its body was rolling, and the sharp single horn on the dragon's head was like a cold iron cast, and it rushed towards the sword of Asura.

"Boom!"

The single horn of the poisonous dragon and the tip of the sword of the Asura collided violently, and the terrifying energy fluctuated mightily, and the entire battle platform trembled slightly.

The sword of the poisonous dragon and the sword of the asura, the peak duel, the poisonous power and the bloody power are surging, and they are stalemate with each other.

"Shura's Wrath!" The blood-clothed man suddenly shot out a magic seal, and the sword of the Asura suddenly became full of blood, and its power increased sharply, and the poisonous dragon shattered inch by inch under the impact of the sword of the asura.

"Nine Shades of Poisonous Gas, Eroding All Things!" Chen Feng's face was slightly moved, and he shouted fiercely. Both hands immediately played a few mystical spells, and the Nine Shadow Poison Dragons that were suddenly shattered gathered together again, turning into a thick poisonous mist, enveloping the sword of Asura.

"Snort!"

The Nine Shades Poisonous Qi was extremely domineering, and it was actually constantly eroding the bloody power on the Asura Sword.

The blood light rushed to the sky, and the bloody power on the sword of the Asura was resisting vigorously, although some of it was constantly eroded, but more of the bloody power was violently blasted, canceling each other out with the Nine Shades of Poisonous Gas, and it was violently consumed.

"Poof!" A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of the blood-clothed man's mouth, and the aura of the Asura Sword in front of him dissipated, and it fell to the ground dimly. The natal spirit weapon was injured, and even he was not lightly injured.

Chen Feng's face was slightly pale, and with a single move, the poisonous mist that had a thin layer left behind in the Asura Sword suddenly flew back and submerged into his body. Chen Feng's face suddenly became much better, originally because of the use of the Nine Shades Poison Dragon, there was only one percent of the True Yuan Power left, but now he absorbed the remnants of the Nine Shades Poison Gas, and suddenly recovered to thirty percent.

Now that the forbidden trick of "Nine Shades of Poisonous Dragon" is unlearned, Chen Feng has cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng, and he can already recover part of the Nine Shades Poison Gas. It's not like when I first started, and my vitality was greatly damaged as soon as I used it.

"Whoosh!"

The gossip spun rapidly, a fierce light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, and his body turned into a black lightning, pounced on the blood-clothed man, and the black mang's claws were poisonous and grabbed towards his neck.

Chen Feng's speed was too fast, and the blood-clothed man's face changed wildly.

"Blood Shadow Clone Technique!" The blood-clothed man's figure flickered, and two clones appeared beside him, and the clones were exactly the same.

Chen Feng's black claw broke the neck of one of the clones, and this clone immediately exploded into a cloud of blood mist, while the other clone, the blood-clothed man's own figure, had already fled into the distance.

"Hahaha, happy, happy! Wine was drunk again. On the fire cloud, the drunken man hugged two jars of wine and laughed happily. On another fire cloud in front of him, Qi Jihao had a blue face.

The eight major platforms were constantly fighting, and the number of people had plummeted to more than 100 at this time.

On the No. 1 battle platform, Lei Mad held Fang Tian's painting halberd, and directly circled eight top geniuses, and the battle was endless.

On the No. 2 battle platform, the foodie little monk ate from the east to the west of the battle platform, and then from the south to the north. At first, there were still people who wanted to kill him, but when they didn't succeed, the little monk slipped and went to the loaches in the water. Later, many geniuses didn't bother to kill him, because the little monk only had a token in total, and it was useless to kill him. What is speechless is that without anyone disturbing him, the little monk ate even more fiercely, he actually set up a table directly on the side of the battle table, and took out a lot of food from the storage bracelet, including chicken legs, fruits, wine, and roast pigs.

The entire No. 2 battle platform was filled with bursts of meaty aroma. Those geniuses are fighting to the death, fighting bloodily, and as a result, they smell a burst of fragrant meat fragrance while killing, and in an instant, Nima's, thousands of grass and mud horses gallop through in their hearts, and the mood is mixed, Lao Tzu is desperate here, but you are there to eat and drink comfortably, so that Lao Tzu is not at peace. Suddenly, a pair of eyes glared angrily at the little monk.

"Bang!" One of the geniuses was in a bad mood, and taking advantage of the little monk's lack of attention, he directly hit a true yuan force and smashed all the delicious food on the little monk's table.

"Ahh My chicken legs, my roast pig, my bear's paws...... Woo woo......" The little monk stayed on the spot, looking sad, and then suddenly shouted angrily: "Return my chicken legs, I ate you!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the whole person rushed towards the genius like a cannonball, his fist flashed with golden light, like Xu Rì Dongsheng, strong and powerful, and smashed his fist towards that genius.

"King Kong Demon Fist!"

"Boom!" The genius who was not weak spat blood from his mouth like a broken sack, was smashed far away and flew out, falling off the battle platform.

On the No. 3 battle platform, a Xiao Li flying knife whistled back and forth, taking away one life after another.

On the No. 6 battle platform, Ning Qingxue's hands were raised lightly, and the sound of the piano spread like ripples. The people nearby were all knocked out, and it was difficult to get close. Let the outside world fight and shake the sky, my heart is as calm as water.

Battle No. 4 on the stage.

The blood-clothed man fled into the distance with his clone, and when Chen Feng was chasing, suddenly three sword winds attacked behind him, and they were extremely powerful. (To be continued.) )