"One move to determine the winner!"

As soon as Fang Yun's words came out, the disciples who were watching in the audience all felt a sense of determination, and even felt an invisible pressure transmitted from the stage, and in an instant, they all held their breath and widened their eyes, wanting to see the final result of this wonderful battle.

The two people on the stage were solemn at this moment, constantly mobilizing the blood and qi in their bodies, and the thick qi and blood belonging to the eightfold realm of blood quenching were surging in their bodies like the Yangtze River, and they could even hear the sound of the gurgling river coming from them.

A faint red light gradually emerged from the bodies of the two of them, the blood of the warrior was strong, extremely hot, and the appearance was shiny, and the air around the two of them seemed to be a little distorted, and all kinds of visions shocked everyone present, you can imagine what a terrible attack would erupt under such brewing!

"Whew!"

A breeze blew from the stage, and suddenly a fine light flashed in Ye Changjun's eyes, like the lightning that pierced the night, at this moment, without any warning, he moved.

"Resolute!"

The red blood light on his body was brilliant to the extreme, and the red light of the Dao Dao was intertwined with each other, wrapping around him like thunder snake lightning, and suddenly, Ye Changjun's speed surged, and everyone only felt that with a flower in front of them, his figure had already come to less than three feet in front of Fang Yun.

"Thunder Move!"

His tongue burst into thunder, he shouted violently, his right hand was already clenched into a fist, and the rich blood qi swirled on it, and there was a faint sound of low thunder exploding, and a wave of power that could be called a violent force emerged.

"Click!"

Ye Changjun's handsome face looked a little hideous at this moment, and his blood qi was raised to the extreme, he punched out, and the rolling blood qi swept through, and the piercing thunder resounded in the ring.

With such an amazing punch, everyone in the audience was terrified, Wang Cheng and Chu Feng were even more heart-pounding in their chests, nervous and sweaty, and their hands were clenched tightly.

"Drink!"

In the face of this extremely fierce punch, Fang Yun exhaled, and in the next second, on his body, it seemed that a strong blood qi like volcanic magma rose up.

"Nine Energies!"

He stepped out in one step, his body was like a strong crossbow stretched to the extreme, his right palm was stretched to the extreme, the blood qi like a tide was beating in his palm, Fang Yun's arm muscles were trembling slightly at a strange amplitude, and with his shaking, that strong qi and blood essence qi was divided into nine strands from his body, and it was transmitted to his palm one after another.

"Whoosh!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Under the huge sound caused by Ye Changjun, no one heard the nine subtle wind-breaking sounds hidden under it, and in the eyes of everyone who were almost horrified, Fang Yun's seemingly ordinary palm carried an inexplicably suppressed qi machine, and it actually collided with the oncoming violent punch with a frontal and hard attitude.

"Bang !!"

A sound like the ringing of a bronze bell in a deep mountain came out, and the place where the two of them stood was shaken out by their own vigorous cracks like spider webs, and there were even fierce and fierce air waves, whistling out in all directions, and in an instant, a gust of wind was set off around the ring, and everyone's eyes were a little unable to open.

The moment the fists and palms intersected, Ye Changjun's face changed greatly, he only felt that his domineering and fierce punch seemed to hit the hard rock wall, and there was even one after another fierce strength that was not inferior to his own, nine in a row, he was just able to block the first seven palm power, since the eighth path, he had no power to resist, and the punch he hit was instantly driven by this force and smashed on his chest.

In an instant, he was like being struck by lightning, his breathing was stagnant, and the whole person retreated out one after another uncontrollably, taking seven or eight steps in a row, and then sat directly on the stage, his muscles and bones seemed to be scattered, and he could no longer gather any strength.

He barely looked up, only to see that Fang Yun had only retreated three or four steps away, although his face was pale and ugly, and he seemed to be unable to support himself, and his body was staggering, but he still stood up after all, and he was not like him, sitting on the ground.

"Awesome! It's really amazing! Fang Yun, I was convinced, I didn't expect that in addition to Li Jingyun, there were still people who could cultivate this "Nine Extreme Palm" to the Dacheng realm, and the nine energies were all in unison, even my "Thunder Hand" couldn't resist, amazing, amazing!"

Ye Changjun said three or four times in a row, and the expression on his face was no longer as proud as before, and with a bit of bitterness, he said out loud.

And the disciples of the surrounding sects, after hearing what he said, almost all of them were drunk by the head, and the expressions on their faces became sluggish, and under the noisy ring, they were strangely quiet for a moment, and then burst out into a more enthusiastic voice.

"I heard it right, Ye Changjun said that Fang Yun had practiced the Nine Extremes Palm to the Dacheng realm?!"

"I really want to hear him say this, the nine strengths are in unison, this is the highest level of the "Nine Extreme Palms"! For a hundred years, my True Martial Sect has only been practiced by the contemporary senior brother, Li Jingyun alone! This, this Fang Yun is actually !!."

"Oh my God, who's going to rescue me, I can't do it, this news is so shocking, no, no, no, my heart can't stand it!"

On the Zhenwu platform, Fang Zhenshan was staring blankly at the not very tall figure in the ring, the expression on his face was wonderful, stunned, shocked, shocked, and even joyful, he had not been able to completely break free from the surprise brought by Fang Yun's achievement of the eightfold realm of blood quenching, and now he was actually even more shocked by an even more terrifying news.

"Nine energies... This...!"

Mo Rufeng on the side all widened his eyes and muttered a little stunned, while the other elders even became silent at this moment, they all looked at each other, and they could see the rich shock in each other's eyes.

The big competition has progressed so far, except for the three disciples who have quenched the blood ninefold, there is no doubt that Fang Yun is the biggest dark horse so far, which has shocked all the disciples.

In the realm of quenching blood, I have practiced the martial arts "Nine Pole Palm" to the fullest, and mastered the mystery of the nine strengths!

"This guy is a demon!"

Coincidentally, such a thought was irrepressibly born in everyone's hearts, and looking at Fang Yun's eyes, there was finally no longer the contempt they had before, and there was even a bit of awe.

The deacon on the edge of the ring seemed to be stunned by the news, and it took him a long time before he reacted and hurriedly said loudly.

"Fang Yun, win!"

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"Damn, you kid, it's too deep!"

This is a sentence that Wang Cheng and Chu Feng said in unison in the face of Fang Yun who walked out of the ring, almost subconsciously, looking at the stunned expressions on the faces of the two of them, Fang Yun smiled bitterly, put his hands on the shoulders of the two of them, and said reluctantly: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and take me to rest and rest, I have no strength." ”

Hearing this, and looking at Fang Yun's weak appearance at the moment, Wang Cheng and the others immediately showed a sudden expression, and hurriedly helped Fang Yun, walked out of the crowd, and came to the shade of the tree on the edge of Zhenwu Square and sat down.

"How's that, can you still hold on?"

Seeing Fang Yun's pale face and weak posture, Wang Cheng didn't bother to ask him how he had cultivated to the highest level of this Nine Strengths, and with a somewhat worried look on his face, he asked.

"Let me rest for a while, and then call me when it's my turn. ”

Fang Yun barely spit out a word, then leaned against the trunk of the tree, his eyes were closed, and he didn't say anything anymore, and Wang Cheng and Chu Feng were also very aware of the current situation, so the two of them sat down cross-legged next to him and protected the Fa for him.

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......

Under the hard fight of the previous blow, his energy was at most twenty percent, and under the hard fight, Ye Changjun's fierce punch shook his blood and qi, his chest was tight, and his state was extremely poor.

However, as soon as he sat down, the mysterious energy in his body surged out again, surging into his limbs and bones, instantly nourishing his weak and sour muscles, and one after another cool air currents were transformed into the blood qi flowing through his body.

It didn't take long for his body to recover to its best state, but to his surprise, under this fierce collision battle, the qi and blood in his body were consumed, and after this mysterious energy was replenished, there were faint signs of improvement, and the qi and blood flowing in the veins became a little more refined.

The slightest crack in the body after the collision of the muscles and bones also healed rapidly under the filling of this cool air flow, and this endless aura energy washed his whole body, and at this moment, the strength of his physical body seemed to become a little stronger.

"I didn't expect that after the actual combat battle, there would be such a rapid improvement in recovery again, and it is difficult to cultivate the battle with battle, is it the most rapid cultivation method for martial artists?"

Fang Yun's thoughts were running rapidly, and vaguely, he felt as if he had grasped something, and the nine bottlenecks that had always been like copper walls seemed to loosen a little.

"No. 7 ring! No. 2 Chu Feng, No. 19 Zhao Hong!"

The deacon's voice made Fang Yun's thoughts instantly return to reality, he opened his eyes, and even with Wang Cheng, his face changed slightly, and he invariably looked at Chu Feng on the side.

I saw that Chu Feng was calm, stood up indifferently as usual, looked at the worried expressions of the two of them, and immediately smiled: "Then I'll go!"

"Be careful!" Fang Yun said solemnly: "Don't forget what you said, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood!"

"Gotcha, got it!"

Chu Feng waved his hand, and then strode forward without looking back.

"Let's go and have a look!" Looking at his back gradually disappearing into the crowd, Fang Yun said suddenly, while Wang Cheng, who was worried on the side, was slightly stunned, and then shook his head and said: "No, you haven't fully recovered, you must rest well, otherwise there will be no comparison at all, don't worry, that kid will resist beating!"

"Let's go, it's okay, I've recovered!"

Fang Yun stood up, his blood and qi were running, a few traces of blood-colored ruddy appeared on his pale face, and Wang Cheng saw this, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Fang Yun, how are you..."

"Let's go, we have to go, I'm still a little worried about this kid, you know, he's not the kind of guy who will throw in the towel. ”

Hearing this, Wang Cheng also suddenly came back to his senses, stopped speaking, and hurriedly followed Fang Yun, who was already walking in front, and the two walked quickly towards the No. 7 ring.