"Won again. ”

"Even Lu Hao was defeated. ”

"Lu Hao has a body of thick soil, and he is the favorite candidate for the championship of the sect competition, but he was defeated. ”

"Zhao Zhen is too strong. ”

........................

In the stands, there was an uproar in an instant.

Lu Hao's defeat was so fast that it was incredible, as if it was destroying and withering, and he had no power to fight back.

You know, this is already the finals, and it is definitely not easy to get to this point, and it will have to go through a vicious battle.

But Zhao Zhen defeated Lu Hao with one move.

Obviously, it's not that Lu Hao is too weak, but that Zhao Zhen is too strong.

"This son is amazing!"

Many elders, true disciples, were staring at this battle, and Zhao Zhen really gave them too many surprises and surprises.

Some people rejoice and some people worry.

At this time, Fang Jingtang was also in the stands, and when he saw Zhao Zhen defeating Lu Hao, he was shocked, and his eyes suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

"Who is fighting against the Great Departure Dynasty, helping this son to repair the dantian, and also allowing him to break through to the Nine Great Consummations of the Innate and reach the finals?"

His expression was calm and unfazed, but his heart was almost manic.

The dantian was damaged, how could a mere congenital Nine Great Perfection person be able to recover? Therefore, Fang Jingtang concluded that Zhao Zhen must have received help from someone.

"Su Ningxiang?"

The first person he thought of was Su Ningxiang, who immediately killed Sensen: "If you let this son continue to grow, it will become a big disaster, so you have to kill it as soon as possible." ”

"Against me, it's a dead end. ”

"Even Su Ningxiang is no exception. ”

........................

"Senior Brother Fang!"

At that moment, a man came up and saluted.

This person is actually Han Qingshi.

I saw that he had a decadent face, and he was obviously defeated by Zhao Zhen's sword, which hit him hard.

However, he was not lightly injured just now, and to be able to recover so quickly, he must have swallowed some kind of elixir.

"Are you alright?"

"Thank you for the elixir given by my senior brother, I failed to kill Zhao Zhen, and I disappointed my senior brother's expectations. ”

It turned out that Han Qingshi was instructed by Fang Jingtang to kill Zhao Zhen in the ring, but he failed.

In fact, he was the same young man who appeared in the semi-idle residence before to meet the spiritual Taoist.

"It's okay!"

Fang Jingtang didn't get angry at all, so he stopped: "It's me who underestimated this son's ability, don't say it's you, even Lu Hao was defeated, and Nie Rufeng is probably not an opponent......"

"If this son gets the Broken Yuan Dan, he will definitely be able to become a cultivator soon, and when the time comes, Su Ningxiang will be like a tiger with wings, and he will definitely be more powerful in the Zhengtian Dao, so this son must... Die. ”

The ruthlessness in Fang Jingtang's eyes flashed.

"What do you command?"

Han Qingshi said in shock.

"Come here, there's something you need to do......"

After a while, Han Qingshi left in a hurry.

He came and went as fast as he could, and didn't attract much attention.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on the ring, holding their breath.

Lu Hao was defeated, and the next thing was Zhao Zhen and Nie Rufeng fighting for the first place.

In the middle of the field, all the rings were removed, and only one huge ring remained.

With the sound of the bell, the two walked into the ring and looked at each other.

"Lu Hao is really a waste, he was defeated in your hands. ”

Nie Rufeng said.

He was confident, high up, looking down on Lingyun, exuding the smell of everything under control.

originally thought that he would compete with Lu Hao for the first place, but he didn't expect that Lu Hao would be defeated, and his opponent would become Zhao Zhen, a dark horse.

There was some surprise.

But it doesn't hurt.

He has absolute confidence in his own strength, and no matter who it is, he will beat it and win the championship in one fell swoop.

"Please!"

Zhao Zhen didn't talk nonsense, took out the demon slaying sword, and the internal breath was running, and the sword qi was swallowed.

"Look for death!"

Nie Rufeng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he immediately made a move, and the huge internal breath swept out like a galloping horse, and then went towards Zhao Zhen with a palm print.

His speed was extremely fast, turning into a faint shadow, and then the wind and waves rolled, and the strong wind swam, transmitting bursts of tearing sounds.

Zhao Zhen also moved, his figure flashed, and he immediately dodged the opponent's attack, and then swung his sword out.

A sharp edge immediately pierced through the wind and waves all over the field, calmed the mountains and rivers, and went straight to Nie Rufeng's throat.

A sword seals the throat.

This sword is still the "Nine Styles of Breaking Waves", there is no hatred, there is just absolute calmness, such as electricity, such as light, like a trace of spring rain, penetrating the night, lurking in dreams, moisturizing things silently, and can make people die unconsciously.

"Huh?"

Nie Rufeng's eyes were extremely surprised, as if he didn't expect Zhao Zhen to be able to perform such a subtle sword technique.

He had also seen Zhao Zhen display this sword to defeat his opponent before, but it didn't seem to be so subtle.

Now that it has been cast, the power has increased a lot, not to mention, there is even a kind of swordsmanship mastery, back to the basics.

His face became slightly solemn, and he immediately became serious, and suddenly the whole person's body straightened, domineering, and a huge momentum rushed out, and in one flash, his shadow was all over the scene.

Zhao Zhen's Demon Slaying Sword immediately fell short.

An invincible attack, the first time it didn't work.

Nie Rufeng is worthy of being the seed figure who won the championship in the sect's big competition, and he is indeed worthy of his name, and this trick of "splitting light and turning shadows" has been superb.

At the same time, Zhao Zhen felt a heaviness coming from the air, and there was attack power in all directions, the fist shadow flew over, and the internal breath was incomparable, domineering, and strong, as if he was dominating the world.

This was Nie Rufeng's martial arts, and he launched a ferocious attack on him.

Zhao Zhen's figure also flickered, constantly swinging the Demon Slaying Sword, and the battle with Nie Rufeng was extremely fierce.

Bang bang......

Above the ring, a series of bead-like explosions sounded.

Shocks arose, and many people were dazzled and couldn't see the figures of the two clearly.

Click!

After a while, a broken sound sounded, and the two men in the ring slowed down.

Everyone suddenly saw that the Demon Slaying Sword in Zhao Zhen's hand shattered and turned into pieces.

The Demon Slayer Sword couldn't withstand such a fierce battle, and passed away gloriously,

"I actually have 190,000 catties of strength!"

Zhao Zhen took a few steps back, looking at the broken Demon Slaying Sword, with a look of surprise on his face.

Nie Rufeng is indeed much stronger than Poria, Lu Hao and others, and his physical body has been cultivated to an extremely high realm, with 190,000 jin of strength.

But it's still slightly inferior to him.

He has awakened twenty flesh particles, has 200,000 jin of strength, and if he drops ten times with one force, he will definitely win.

Zhao Zhen not only did not feel anxious because the Demon Slaying Sword was broken, but he was reassured in his heart.

"The sword is ruined, what are you going to fight with me, lie down for me!" Nie Rufeng roared loudly, suddenly jumped up, moved his feet, and stepped down towards Zhao Zhen.

He destroyed the Demon Slaying Sword, thinking that his opportunity had come, so he sent a fierce blow that fixed the world.

Between these feet, the inner breath was rolling, and all the muscles, bones, and skin membranes in his whole body were stretched out, emitting a thunderous momentum, and no one else was invincible.

He wants to defeat Zhao Zhen with one kick and step on him, and then win the championship and achieve his prestige.

But Zhao Zhen wouldn't let him get his wish.

Zhao Zhen's most powerful thing is not swordsmanship, but martial arts, "Seven Shadows Phantom Veil".

In an instant, he sacrificed the "Seven Shadows Phantom Veil".

The fist is like a split wind, the palm is like thunder, the finger is like a sharp sword, and the claw is like an eagle......

The afterimage is heavy, the murderous aura is abrupt, like a dream, and there is a danger of death in the blur.

Bang!

This kick was immediately resisted, and the sound of golden drums resounded, and ripples like water waves appeared, spreading out in all directions.

Nie Rufeng's body deviated in the air, and his face panicked: "What kind of martial arts is this?"

"Seven Shadows Phantom Veil" is not a martial art of the True Heavenly Dao, so he naturally has not seen it.

However, his martial arts are outstanding, and the functions of his physical body are extremely powerful, and when his body deviates from it, he condenses his internal breath on the other foot, and slashes out in a row, sweeping towards Zhao Zhen's head.

After one kick, there was another kick, which was simply unguardable.

In other words, if it is an ordinary innate master, it will definitely be hit.

But Zhao Zhen seemed to have expected this kick a long time ago, and his upper body was raised backwards, narrowly avoiding Nie Rufeng's attack.

The foot wind swept across his face, curled up Zhao Zhen's sideburns, and reflected the silver rays of his debut.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, his big hand reached out, his five fingers opened slightly, and the lightning and flint buckled on Nie Rufeng's ankle and grabbed it.

"Not good!"

Nie Rufeng's body froze in the air, and when he turned his head to look, he was suddenly shocked.

He was in the air, his ankle was grabbed, and he had nowhere to focus, which was an extremely dangerous signal.

"Leave me!"

He roared angrily, and completely burst out of his inner breath, and the foot that was grabbed kept twisting, as if it had turned into a big whip, and it was imprinted towards Zhao Zhen's chest.

It's about to hit.

Kiss!

Suddenly, a sound of internal collapse sounded.

Zhao Zhen condensed all the power of the twenty flesh particles in the palm of his hand, pinched his five fingers, and immediately broke Nie Rufeng's internal breath.

Click!

Then there is the sound of bones shattering.

Nie Rufeng's ankle was actually crushed by Zhao Zhenshengsheng, and his skin cracked, bursting out with a shocking blood mist.

Yes......

A terrible scream rang out.

Nie Rufeng's face turned pale, and the strength of his whole body was drained at once, and there was no room for resistance.

Zhao Zhen still didn't let go, like a rough cattle killer, he grabbed his ankle and fell to the ground, the sound of collision and wailing were intertwined, and blood was spilled.

After half a ring, Zhao Zhen put down Nie Rufeng.

Nie Rufeng was already miserable, lying on the ground, motionless.

But he didn't pass out like Lu Hao, his eyes were wide open, looking at Zhao Zhen, full of endless anger and hatred.

He was defeated, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he was defeated at the hands of a disciple who had just entered the Righteous Heavenly Dao, and he was completely defeated.

This is a great disgrace.

He was very unwilling in his heart, but he had to accept the reality.

(End of chapter)