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When Qu Xingyu took out the sword, Fang Xin's face changed.

He could feel the fierce sword momentum coming from Qu Xingyu's imperial sword, he was by no means a person like his younger brother Qu Chenyu.

If he had met someone else, he might have been able to avenge his brother, but unfortunately he had met himself.

Even if he is strong, he is definitely not as strong as himself.

This was Fang Xin's self-confidence at this time, invincible below the sixth level of the Transcendent Realm.

With invincible faith, Fang Xin's body turned around and dodged the long sword that Qu Xingyu stabbed straight at.

Holding the void in his hand, an almost real crimson flame long sword condensed in Fang Xin's hand.

This is a crimson flame long sword with the same appearance as the standard long sword in Qu Xingyu's hand, and the difference is the momentum contained in the long sword itself.

The standard long sword in Qu Xingyu's hand was plain, but it was more tenacious than ordinary weapons, while the crimson long sword in Fang Xin's hand contained the scorching aura of flames, as if it could burn everything it touched.

Seeing the long sword in Fang Xin's hand, Qu Xingyu's face was a little happy, he put away the standard long sword in his hand, and respectfully asked Tianji Elder Tianxuanzi on the elevated platform: "Senior Tianxuanzi, he used his own weapon in violation of regulations. ”

Fang Xin didn't take the opportunity to attack, holding the crimson long sword in his hand, he looked at Qu Xingyu who reported him with interest.

The long sword in his hand was condensed by using the Fire Technique Fire Soldier Chapter, although it was almost real, but it was only a technique, and he was confident, so he naturally did not panic.

Qu Xingyu's words fell, and there were also loud voices in the crowd, and most of the remarks were accusing Fang Xin of violating the rules.

Of course, none of these cultivators who accused Fang Xin were disciples of the Demon God Palace, the disciples of the Demon God Palace had seen Fang Xin's flames condensed into various weapons during the selection competition, this was definitely a skillful use of flames, and now the more condensed appearance could only show that Fang Xin's use of flames had improved a little.

Many disciples of the Demon God Palace were silent, but they looked at Qu Xingyu as if they were looking at a fool, waiting to see his ugly appearance.

"The disciples of the Demon God Palace are using techniques, there are no violations, and the game continues. With Tian Xuanzi's cultivation, it was easy to see that Fang Xin was using techniques, and he opened his mouth to prove Fang Xin's innocence.

Tian Xuanzi opened his mouth to say that the crimson long sword in Fang Xin's hand was a technique, and the many cultivators who had accused Fang Xin of violating the rules before were naturally not accusing, but were surprised again and again.

The words in Tianxuanzi's mouth fell into Qu Xingyu's ears, and his original expression was a little ugly.

His behavior just now was like two children fighting, and one of them told the teacher about this behavior, but the teacher did not punish the other, but just told him that you were wrong.

Fang Xin's faint smile fell in Qu Xingyu's eyes and turned into ridicule, and Qu Xingyu felt that Fang Xin was laughing at his ignorance.

Qu Xingyu wanted to say something to the other party's letter, but he couldn't say anything, and his anger turned into a large amount of immortal energy.

The standard long sword was wrapped in overflowing fairy qi, and the ordinary sword god flashed with silver-white light, and the original ordinary standard long sword turned into a fairy sword under the wrapping of fairy qi.

This is the qi sword technique that Qu Xingyu cultivated, focusing on the qi he cultivated in the sword weapon he used, and making the sword weapon a part of himself, like a tricky sword cultivation method.

Normal sword cultivation needs to refine one's own sword skills in order to be able to merge with the audience's sword weapons, but the qi sword technique cultivated by Qu Xingyu does not need this, and it is easier and easier to integrate with the sword weapon.

Of course, this method also has its disadvantages, that is, it seems to have been integrated with the sword weapon, but in fact, it looks detached, and it cannot fully exert the power of the long sword in his hand, despite this defect, it is also sharper than ordinary sword cultivation.

The silver-white long sword was like a part of Qu Xingyu's body in Qu Xingyu's hand, sharper than before.

Fang Xin's eyes flashed brightly, and he felt the change in the aura on the standard long sword and Qu Xingyu's body after the immortal qi enveloped the standard long sword.

Qu Xingyu and the sword in his hand became stronger.

This is interesting, the opponent is stronger, not only will Fang Xin not be annoyed but more excited, he likes to fight with the strong.

"Puff puff!" The silver-white sword collided violently with the crimson longsword, and energy fluctuations exploded around its impact.

The clash of the long swords in the hands of the two was not the sound of steel colliding, but the sound of energy colliding.

The long sword in Fang Xin's hand was originally made of flame condensation, while although the original standard long sword in Qu Xingyu's hand was made of steel, after being covered by immortal qi, it also lost its essence and turned into an air sword.

Qu Xingyu has practiced swordsmanship, called the Autumn Rain Sword Technique, the long sword in his hand is as continuous as the autumn rain when attacking Fang Xin, and with the silver-white sword god, it is repeatedly a picture of snowflakes falling, which looks beautiful and full of artistic conception.

Although Fang Xin had never practiced swordsmanship, he was on par with Qu Xingyu at this moment, he integrated the Mixed Yuan Halberd Method into the crimson long sword, and used the long sword as a long halberd, and the sword moves opened and closed.

It's like a proud cold plum tree standing in the snow, standing tall.

The fiery red plum blossoms bloom in the snow, becoming a scenery that cannot be ignored in the snow.

Qu Xingyu's wrist was fine-tuned, the speed of the silver-white long sword in his hand became faster, and the drifting snow became even more, wanting to drown the fiery red plum blossoms in this silver-white drifting snow.

But in the end, he didn't get his wish, and the arrogant Hanmei will not only suffer silently, but it will also resist.

The crimson long sword in Fang Xin's hand opened and closed widely, the arrogant cold plum blossoms were shaking violently, and the fiery red plum blossoms bloomed and exploded.

Petals that danced like flames burst into the snow, cutting through the tranquil mood of the snow.

"Not good!" Qu Xingyu exclaimed in his heart when he saw the situation.

But it was already too late, he didn't have the ability to organize, and he didn't have time to stop it.

The crimson long sword danced like a piece of petals at great speed, falling on Qu Xingyu's body, and blood spurted out in a line where the sword body fell.

In just an instant, the crimson long sword in Fang Xin's hand had already left dozens of scars on Qu Xingyu's body.

On the legs, hands, chest, shoulders, a lot of fiery red plum blossoms bloomed on it, dyeing the white robe worn by Qu Xingyu red.

The pain in his hand was that Qu Xingyu couldn't hold the long sword in his hand, the silver-white long sword broke away from Qu Xingyu's hand, and he also lost the source of energy, and the immortal qi on the sword body faded, and it turned into an ordinary standard long sword again, lying quietly on the ground.

The pain in his legs would have made Qu Xingyu sway and half-kneel in the ring, although he was reluctant in his heart, but the severe pain made him unable to control his legs.

"I throw in the towel. In this humiliating posture, Qu Xingyu had no strength to fight anymore in his heart, and opened his mouth to admit defeat.

The Tianxinmen disciple who was good friends with Qu Xingyu hurriedly dodged and jumped into the ring, helping Qu Xingyu, who was temporarily incapacitated, out of the ring.

Fang Xin didn't step out of the ring, but stood in the ring and looked at Tian Xuanzi on the elevated platform and asked, "Senior Tian Xuanzi, can you have the next one?"

"Don't you need to rest for a while?" Hearing Fang Xin's words, Tian Xuanzi asked in some surprise.

"I didn't have much effort in the fight just now, I don't need to rest, I can go to the next fight right away. Fang Xin, who had just finished warming up, was eager to fight, naturally he didn't want to fight after resting for a while, and now fighting was his best state.

Qu Xingyu, who was already lying in the rest area for treatment at this moment, almost fainted out of breath when he heard Fang Xin's words, he felt humiliated, he clenched his fists fiercely, and insulted Fang Xin's name ten thousand times in his heart.

"Okay, can the God of War Temple fight now?" Seeing that Fang Xin was sure that Tian Xuanzi set his eyes on the God of War Temple, the battle always had to be agreed to start with.

Hearing this, Li Zheng stood up from his seat, nodded in agreement, and walked to the ring.

Seeing Fang Xin's somewhat arrogant Lian Zhan moves, the crowd in the audience burst into cheers, and people liked this kind of battle.

Miao Yin, who was sitting in the rest area, shook her head lightly as she watched Fang Xin's actions like this, feeling that this delicate young man was a little arrogant.

She was not Li Zheng's opponent with all her strength, not to mention that Fang Xin had just finished the last battle, and Miao Yin's eyes seemed to have seen the fate of Fang Xin at the end, which was a fiasco.

"You're strong, but you're too confident, and you're going to lose. Li Zheng, who stepped into the ring, looked at Fang Xin and said.

Li Zheng's purpose in doing this was only to tell Fang Xin the final result, not to provoke Fang Xin, he was confident enough to defeat Fang Xin, because he was the first person among the core disciples of the War God Temple, the first force in the Southern Regions, and the first person in the younger generation in the Southern Regions.

"You're just as confident, but your self-confidence won't help you win me. Fang Xin smiled lightly when he heard this, and said indifferently, as if he was stating a fact.

The conversation between the two did not lower their voices, and everyone present could hear it, and this seemingly bland but gunpowder conversation ignited the passion of all the spectators.

The battle had not yet begun, but the atmosphere at the scene had reached its peak.

"Use the fire sword. Li Zheng is not refutating, all words are pale and weak, facts speak louder than words.

"What about you?" Fang Xin asked rhetorically when he heard this.

"My body is my weapon. Li Zheng said.

"Coincidentally, my weapon is also my body. Fang Xin said with a chuckle.

Hearing that Fang Xin didn't use his own technique, but instead choked a little childishly, he didn't say anything, and entered a battle state.

With Li Zheng's character, it is usually impossible to talk so much to Fang Xin, he is just giving Fang Xin time to recover, he doesn't want to fight against an opponent who is not at his peak.

He will always win in the end, and he will win more comfortably when the opponent is at his peak.

Seeing that Li Zheng was no longer speechless, Fang Xin also began to gather momentum, and the strength of the strong against the 'potential' was very crucial.

Fang Xin, who had gathered momentum to the apex, obeyed his body that couldn't wait to fight and took the lead in launching the offensive, and the true meaning of the thunder flash opened, leaving an afterimage, but he came to Li Zheng in an instant.

A pinnacle showdown begins.