A duel that seemed to be evenly matched came to an abrupt end in Pang Jing's stunning blow.

Pang Jing's final burst of power shocked all the disciples, including the powerful seed disciples.

It wasn't until Wang Ling walked off the martial arts training ground that his eyes were still stunned and sluggish, as if he had wandered on the line of life and death once, and his frightened expression was unobstructed on his face, which showed how deep Pang Jing's blade left on him.

And Pang Jing glanced at Su Yuan, with a solemn expression on his face, and then indifferently returned to the Qifeng disciples.

Su Yuan understood the meaning in Pang Jing's eyes and nodded to him.

Pang Jing is to let him be careful of his opponent, Fang Sheng.

Soon after, Xilan also defeated his opponent after a hard battle.

The next three of them were left with Su Yuan, who originally didn't pay much attention to the competition with Fang Sheng, but now after Pang Jing's reminder, he suddenly became a little nervous.

Fang Shengneng ranked sixth among the disciples of Qifeng, and his ranking was already higher than Pang Jing, it can be seen that his strength is definitely not weak, Su Yuan Fang Ze also said that his strength is already in the Xuan Realm, Su Yuan estimated that if he didn't use the last hole card, it would not be easy to defeat him, and he was indifferent because he didn't care about the ranking of this sect competition, plus his strength has increased a lot in recent times, even if he fights with Yan Gu, he is not without the strength to fight back, so he is also full of confidence in himself, but most of the participating disciples have already appeared, it can be seen that there is no obvious gap in the strength of each other, and the strength of some disciples is no longer below him。

In the end, he ignored that while his own strength was growing, the strength of other disciples was also increasing.

Thinking of Pang Jing's last knife, even he was extremely difficult to resist, since even Pang Jing asked him to deal with it carefully, it can be seen that Fang Sheng is superior.

Suddenly, he didn't have the same calmness as before, especially the successive victories of Pang Jing and Xilan, which made him feel pressure and nervousness.

Su Yuan glanced at his opponent, Fang Sheng was already eager to try, and it looked like he was not in a hurry to play.

Su Yuan closed his eyes and sank his heart, slowly adjusting his mood and state, and at the same time, various tactics and scenes of the duel between the two flashed in his heart.

The competition continued to proceed in an orderly manner, and after four more games to decide the winner, it was finally Su Yuan's turn to appear.

Su Yuanchang exhaled, stretched his waist, his face returned to calmness, like a pool of calm lake, he clenched the saber at his waist, and walked up to the martial arts training ground step by step.

Fang Sheng was already waiting on the field, he wrapped a pair of fists in his hands, the fist gloves looked extremely heavy, but they did not affect his movements, he flexibly stretched his five fingers, each one shining dazzlingly in the sun.

He shifted his fists and palms with both hands, hitting each other constantly, leaning forward slightly, and his legs rising and lowering regularly, not only to move his muscles and bones, but also to stimulate his body's desire to fight.

Su Yuan stood in front of Fang Sheng, and his opponent showed him a cruel smile.

Time seems to pass very slowly, as the old man who judges the outcome of the martial arts competition, at this moment, he seems to be petrified, motionless, allowing the two to collide with each other in this oppressive atmosphere, but turning a blind eye, the disciples outside the martial arts have different expressions, but most of them support Fang Sheng, who is more powerful, and even among Bi Feng's inner disciples, there are not many who support Su Yuan's victory.

And Su Yuan has entered the realm of no distractions at this time, there is only the opponent in front of him in the five gods and six senses, every movement of the opponent, every change in the nerves is clearly introduced into his eyes, and the "bang, bang" sound made by the fist and palm exchange is like a war drum, beating and echoing in his heart.

Suddenly, Su Yuan found that the amplitude of Fang Sheng's fist and palm exchange had changed slightly, although it was so weak that it was almost difficult to distinguish, but it had a subtle effect, his heart unconsciously beat to the rhythm of the beating sound, and his qi and blood also changed, his mood and aura were actually affected by Fang Sheng's simple movements.

Su Yuan was taken aback, calming down the voice that wanted to drive away the echo in his heart, but when he was fighting with the voice in his heart, the old man's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and he said coldly: "The game begins." ”

Just when Su Yuan was still adjusting his somewhat disturbed mind, Fang Sheng had already rushed towards Su Yuan with an arrow step.

Su Yuan couldn't care about the still somewhat restless qi and blood, his body sank slightly, and he stared at the knife, ready to meet Fang Sheng's attack.

However, when Fang Sheng was about to approach Su Yuan, his body was like a nimble and agile jungle beast, instantly moving a few feet to the side, disappearing from Su Yuan's sight, and when Su Yuan noticed his movements and turned his eyes to him, Fang Sheng's figure moved away again in an instant, making Su Yuan's sight fall short again.

Fang Sheng's body was too fast, his slender body and limbs were full of explosive speed and power, coupled with his agile body, which allowed him to easily change direction in rapid movement.

In the eyes of the disciples, he saw that Fang Sheng only left a vague and fleeting afterimage in the martial field, and he used his unparalleled speed to avoid Su Yuan's lock, unable to capture his figure, so as to always occupy the initiative on the field.

After a while, Su Yuan knew that he couldn't keep up with the speed of Shang Sheng, so he simply gathered his breath and calmed down, no longer confused by his figure.

Suddenly, when Fang Sheng's figure flashed by Su Yuan's side again, five powerful qi blades were sent out, attacking Su Yuan.

Su Yuan suddenly pulled out the frightening dream, and a light that seemed to pierce the space flickered, smashing the qi blade to pieces.

It's just that before Su Yuan could put away the knife, a huge sense of crisis came from behind him, straight to his heart.

Su Yuan's heart froze, his breath suddenly exploded, and he slashed behind him without looking back.

Fang Sheng behind him was slightly stunned, Su Yuan actually wanted to exchange blows with him regardless of the loss of both sides.

At the moment when the blade slashed out, Fang Sheng had already felt the dazzling blue light on the blade, he suppressed the fear in his heart, and turned the five fingers that were already close to Su Yuan's heart into a fist, and slammed into Su Yuan's hand holding the knife with a punch.

Su Yuan also hit it with the hilt of the knife almost at the same time, and the two collided without any fancy blows.

Su Yuan felt like he had collided with a mountain, and his body was thrown forward by a huge force when he was caught off guard.

Yes.

Before he could hit the ground, the wind surged above his head, and Fang Sheng spread his arms outstretched, with a cold countenance, like a fierce beast swooping towards him.

Su Yuan's face was solemn, he raised his knife and slashed out a powerful knife.

Exceptionally quiet!

All the disciples felt a violent tremor in the space, and their heartbeats stopped for a moment at this moment.

I saw that a domineering sword aura seemed to appear from the void and rushed towards Fang Sheng.

It's just that in the face of this majestic sword qi that is bound to break the river and open the mountain, Fang Sheng's face is cold.

A loud shout.

A huge stream of qi and blood gushed out, and Fang Sheng's momentum as he swooped down even more, his hands turned into invincible claws, like a fierce beast tearing apart its prey, and it actually tore Su Yuan's sword qi apart.

The sword qi passed by Fang Sheng's side in an instant, and then, his whereabouts continued unabated, and the sharp blade made of the five fingers in his hand went straight to Su Yuan's head.

Before all the disciples could recover from the shock, they were so frightened that they lost their voices, and before they could scream, their eyes were round, as if they had seen the next cruel scene.

Even the old man in the martial arts field changed his complexion greatly, and the breath in his hands was condensed to prevent accidents.

The huge energy pressed from his head, and Su Yuan's heart calmed down, but this calmness was like the calm before the storm, and it was gathering strength for the explosion of earth-shattering power.

At the moment when Su Yuan's toes were about to touch the ground, he held the dream with both hands, and the dream seemed to also feel Su Yuan's desire and the power of the surging explosion in his body, and a trembling sound that went straight to the sky came from the blade.

"Weng!"

A crisp and sharp sword roar broke through the sky, and a sharp loud bang swayed in everyone's hearts, the disciples were dumbfounded, immersed in this echoing sound and unable to extricate themselves, and the disciples who lacked strength and realm were even more like being drained of their souls, and their bodies were so weak that they almost fell to the ground.

Although there were only two people in the martial arts arena facing each other, the disciples outside the arena also seemed to be washed by the raging aura of battle, and the aura of tension and oppression made them feel as if they were standing in the center of the battlefield, and in this suffocating battle, they experienced no less devastation than the two dueling.

The two people on the field were fighting, and the disciples off the field were also suffering.

Feeling the ocean-like vast and deep response from the blade, Su Yuan's qi and blood suddenly boiled, and he went up against the current with a knife in both hands.

The blue brilliance shattered the void, and the multicolored streamers robbed the light of the scorching sun!

Faced with this light that seemed to be able to reflect thousands of miles in the dark night, Fang Sheng finally couldn't hide the fear and despair on his face.

But at the same time of despair, the beast also erupts with great power in its dying struggle.

In front of this force that was so strong that it almost made him give up resisting, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his frightened eyes, and a cloud of blood mist exploded outside his body, and at the same time, his body also surged with a powerful force that surpassed before.

When the light in the knife came over, Fang Sheng came out with both hands and caught the blade with both hands.

The azure light disappeared in Fang Sheng's hands!

All in disbelief!

Even Su Yuan was surprised, his full blow, although he did not use the power of heaven and earth, but with his current realm of qi training, and the frightening dream in his hand, he was more and more free to move, I am afraid that it will be difficult to take this knife in the early stage of the Xuan Realm, maybe only a strength like Yan Gu, which is close to the peak of the early stage of the Xuan Realm, can be hard spliced.

Fang Sheng grasped the blade with his hands, the blood in his palm was gurgling down, his clothes were shattered in the knife qi, and his body was covered with countless clearly visible knife marks that had been cut by the qi blade, and his long hair was also destroyed and broken in a scattered manner, and the broken hair was still flying in the air.

Although he was very embarrassed, although he was already injured, and although the fist in his hand had turned into powder, he still caught Su Yuan's knife with all his strength.

Su Yuan shook his hands and threw him out.

Fang Ze's body flipped lightly in the air and landed steadily on the ground.

He dipped his hand in a drop of blood from the wound on his body and slowly put it to his mouth, looking intoxicated, as if he was savoring the taste of blood.