In the group stage, Feng Xiaoyou did not meet Feng Tianwu and Feng Sanjiu, but met Feng Aoxue, but Feng Aoxue's cultivation was not small compared to her, so Feng Xiaoyou also won easily, and finally Feng Xiaoyou and Feng Aoxue Feng entered the next round with the first and second rankings in the group.

In the last competition of the afternoon, Feng Xiaoyou finally met Feng Sanjiu, Feng Xiaoyou stood on the side of the competition platform, looked at Feng Sanjiu with a smile, and saw at a glance that his cultivation was still the cultivation of the sixth-level Great Perfection of Qi Training.

Feng Xiaoyou didn't mean to bully Feng Sanjiu, but suppressed the cultivation at the sixth layer of Qi training, she always felt that she needed a hearty battle to impact the barrier of the eleventh layer of Qi training, although Feng Tianshu was a good opponent, but the aura on his body was too dazzling, Feng Xiaoyou didn't want to be the one who broke this aura, and retreated to the second, this Feng Sanjiu was the best choice.

Feng Xiaoyou and Feng Sanjiu stood opposite each other, on the surface, it seemed that the strength of the two people was equal, but in fact, it was true, the two fought for a few rounds, and no one took advantage, Feng Xiaoyou let out a coquettish sound, and threw several fireballs towards Feng Sanjiu in succession.

Feng Sanjiu frowned, his eyes were cold, he looked at a few fireballs that came close at hand, he was not afraid, he kicked his legs and rose directly into the sky, flipping in mid-air, his head went straight to the ground, and at the same time, in his hand, he rushed down, and two thorns full of spikes appeared in his hand, stabbing straight towards Feng Xiaoyou's head.

Between the lightning and flint, Feng Xiaoyou thought of a way to deal with it, she quickly pinched the trick in her hand, and a golden shield appeared above her head before the thorns arrived, you must know that she is a five-spirit root, a five-attribute exercise, and she can't practice all of them.

At the same time that the thorn touched the shield, a thorn with the same spikes appeared in Feng Xiaoyu's hand, stabbing towards the location of Feng Sanjiu's throat.

Said that it was too late, Feng Sanjiu saw that the thorn moved to his eyes, quickly turned the two thorns in his hand, and the thorn sent out by Feng Xiaoyou was entwined together, just for a moment, the spikes on the three thorns fell as if they were general, although Feng Xiaoyou looked at the pen Feng Sanjiu was much thinner, but this strength was not bad at all, the two instantly froze on the spot, Feng Sanjiu had to turn around again, his feet fell to the ground, and under the instant gaze, both of them could see the strong war intent in each other's eyes.

At this moment, Feng Xiaoyou suddenly gave up the thorns in his hand, and the magic trick of his hands quickly flipped, "Golden light flashed!" As soon as Feng Xiaoyou's voice fell, two golden rays of light "shot" out towards Feng Sanjiu's shoulders.

"Good means!" Feng Sanjiu praised him, and then gave up the thorn attack, and his hands flipped over, and an earthen wall blocked in front of him.

"You're not bad either!" Feng Xiaoyu followed, his hands flipped again, and a column of water fell from the sky and quickly slammed towards the earthen wall.

With a bang, the earthen wall was instantly washed back by the water, Feng Sanjiu rose into the air again, and his hands kept turning, Feng Xiaoyou suddenly felt a touch of murder and childishness around him, and he couldn't help but be surprised, but the movements in his hands were non-stop.

"Autumn leaves are boundless!"

"Spring!"

The two shouted at the same time, and two different scenes suddenly appeared on the competition platform, on the left is the autumn wind, the autumn leaves are drifting in the late autumn, and on the right is the spring with flowers and green grass and trees. At the same time, the two of them stretched out two thumb-thick vines with both hands again, although the thickness of the vines of the two was almost the same, the color was different, Feng Xiaoyou was two vibrant green vines on the side, and Feng Sanjiu was slightly tinged with autumn blue-yellow. In this way, the two were at a stalemate again, and this time neither of them had the intention of withdrawing the vines in their hands, it seemed that they were going to fight to the end like this.