Whew!

The terrifying thunder-filled giant scythe fell like lightning, Xiao Zhan's face changed greatly, and in a hurry, his body swooped down and narrowly dodged in the posture of a donkey rolling.

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Zhuo Tianzhao's mouth, he naturally expected that this knife would not succeed so easily, so he left three points of strength in his hand early.

The momentum of the knife stopped abruptly before it hit the ground, Zhuo Tianzhao held the knife in both hands, changed the chopping to cutting, and pulled it hard, and the huge purple knife suddenly broke away and chased after Xiao Zhan, who had not gone far, and where the thunder light passed, the hard diamond surface burst one after another.

"Frozen Excalibur!"

As his footsteps retreated, Xiao Zhan's face was solemn, and his ten fingers turned into remnants, and as the shouts fell, a silver ice sword that was one zhang long and one foot wide, and the whole body was crystal clear suddenly fell from the sky.

Bite!

The ice sword was plunged straight into the ring, and bursts of wind and snow roared, and with the ice sword as the center, the thick ice layer spread, and the battle surface began to freeze rapidly.

Bang bang!

The ice chips fluttered wildly, and the purple sword attack was blocked by the ice, and after splitting nearly half of the ice, it completely dissipated due to the exhaustion of energy.

Under the blow, the ring was unrecognizable, half covered with gravel and ice chips, while the other half was completely frozen.

At both ends of the ring, Zhuo Tianzhao and Xiao Zhan confronted each other from afar, Zhuo Tianzhao's face was calm, while Xiao Zhan was slightly panting, obviously the Ice Wind Divine Sword just now consumed a lot of his soul power.

At this time, many spectators outside the ring began to wonder in their hearts, if Zhuo Tianzhao used the terrifying soul technique when he killed those Bloody Sect Soul Venerables seven days ago, Xiao Zhan would probably have been defeated at this time, but why hadn't he used it until now? Could it be that he was afraid that the power would be too great and accidentally killed Xiao Zhan?

However, where can these people understand Zhuo Tianzhao's situation? It's not that they can't use it, they really don't dare to use it, but even so, Zhuo Tianzhao is still full of confidence.

Quietly and slowly raised his right foot, and then stomped heavily on the ring.

Boom!

The entire ring shook violently under Zhuo Tianzhao's step.

Bang bang bang bang ......

Kick after kick rhythmically, the low and muffled sound tugged at everyone's heartstrings, and even the speed of their hearts was surprisingly consistent, the frozen face cracked a thick gap, and then burst one after another, ice chips shot everywhere, and Xiao Zhan, who was at the other end of the ring, his body was about to lose balance.

Xiao Zhan's face became extremely embarrassed, the other party was obviously playing psychological warfare with him, because of the low and powerful trampling again and again, as if his feet were trampled on his heart, so that his whole body couldn't help but tremble, and if he continued like this, after a long time, he would inevitably lose without a fight because of the loss of confidence.

"Where does this guy get so much strength?"

Xiao Zhan cursed in a low voice, and his hands began to dance again.

"Ten thousand swords pierce the heart!"

Choke choke choke!

"Well, the old trick again?" Looking at the dozens of long swords suspended in the air, Zhuo Tianzhao frowned, Xiao Zhan should have known that this move was useless to him, but why did he waste his soul power in vain? But soon, Xiao Zhan answered this question for Zhuo Tianzhao.

After releasing the Ten Thousand Swords to pierce the heart, the movements on Xiao Zhan's hands did not stop, and when his hands flew, a cold drink broke out from his mouth.

"Ten Thousand Swords and Dragons!"

Airplanes!

Dozens of long swords trembled at the same time and let out a low roar, and then with a roar, it actually danced into a huge circular sharp cone, and then swept towards Zhuo Tianzhao like a tornado with extremely terrifying penetrating power.

"It is worthy of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, the strength of the sword skills is simply breathtaking!"

Zhuo Tianzhao sighed in admiration, and then resolutely withdrew the giant sickle under the gaze of countless astonished eyes.

Rumble!

The surging purple electricity surged out from his right arm, and the rich thunder energy made Dezhuo Tianzhao's entire right arm look like it was burning with purple flames, like the arm of the thunder god, full of domineering.

"What does he want to do? Does he still want to rely on his physical body to fight against Ten Thousand Swords and Dragons?"

Crazy or not, just look at it!

Zhuo Tianzhao smiled coldly when he heard this, and in the face of the roaring Ten Thousand Swords Youlong, he raised his fist to meet it without hesitation.

Roar!

A punch was blasted, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the terrifying thunder roared out like a purple dragon, and the heavy soul pressure spread, making the faces of everyone in the audience change drastically.

This was not an ordinary blow, in this punch, Zhuo Tianzhao had compressed his soul power by nearly five layers.

Boom!

The rapidly spinning Ten Thousand Swords and Dragons suddenly stopped, and then slammed into a cloud of broken blades, and a majestic purple storm swept through the audience in an instant.

Seeing this scene, in order to avoid unnecessary casualties caused by energy leakage, Mo Wen and Murong Qingtian on the field waved an invisible energy shield almost simultaneously to wrap the ring.

Boom!

The purple storm crashed like a tidal wave on the energy shield, which rippled but never broke.

The audience was silent, and everyone's eyes stayed on the ring covered by purple energy, and it was no longer clear what was going on inside.

Sou!

The sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and a charred black figure burst out from the edge of the ring like a cannonball, and the direction he flew in was the camp where the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion was located.

"Xiao Zhan!"

Stretched out his hand to bring the figure into his arms, looking at Xiao Zhan, who was already unrecognizable at this time, covered in bruises, Xiao Fang's long-suppressed murderous aura rose to the sky again.

The purple energy in the ring slowly diluted and dissipated, and a black figure that was still standing proudly gradually appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Zhuo Tianzhao walked slowly to the ring, Yiran was not afraid of Xiao Fang's murderous eyes, and lightly spat out three words that made the entire Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion almost crazy.

"Next!"

"What!?"

The simple three words completely ignited the anger of the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, contempt, this is the contempt of the red stripes, when did the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, one of the three top sects, receive such contempt?

"Bastard, it's too much of a deception!"

"Teacher, let me go up and kill him to avenge Xiao Chang and Xiao Zhan!"

"Teacher ......"

A group of Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion disciples jumped like thunder, and Xiao Fang's eyes were also unprecedentedly cold, he was eager to slap Zhuo Tianzhao to death now, but the two auras that made him jealous over there locked him early, once he had the slightest movement, Mo Wen and Murong Qingtian would definitely not hesitate to attack him, he really didn't dare to move.

"Boy, you have offended our Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, but there is no good fruit to eat!" Xiao Fang's eyes flickered.

Facing Xiao Fang's threat, Zhuo Tianzhao smiled faintly, but his smile was full of hideous killing intent.

"Since I've already offended, I don't mind offending to the end, but I don't know who Your Excellency Wanjian will send to fight?"