I saw Feng Xun's figure dissipating in place, as strange as disappearing out of thin air, and it would never be turned into powder.

Xuanyuan Qi's expression froze, and he felt a chill behind him, and the dragon scale knife decisively turned over and swept away, bringing a hurricane-like knife momentum, and that sensitive sense was released in an instant!

The most unbelievable thing is that Feng Xun didn't know when he appeared, it was more difficult to detect than a ghost, and quietly appeared behind Xuanyuan Seven Kills, a purple gold gourd appeared in his hand, poured the spirit wine into his mouth, and enjoyed it, and at the same time, a seemingly ordinary punch hit Xuanyuan Seven Kills in the back!

Xuanyuan's seven kills were always a little late, the dragon scale knife slashed into the air again, his back was hit by a huge force, and he trembled and spit out blood, and the momentum became a little sluggish.

Yan Wudrunk fixed his eyes, just touched his consciousness like a divine consciousness to see Feng Xun's figure clearly, just at the moment when the giant palm crazy knife touched, Feng Xun rose from his lower abdomen, a blue breath wrapped him, and the figure was urged to the extreme, disappearing in that place out of thin air!

"It's actually the Feng family's shadowless trick, and the sixth layer has no shadow!" shocked the four for a while, that terrifying comprehension, even Yan Wudrunk urged the shadow to escape, not necessarily comparable to him.

The elders of the Feng family stood up even more excitedly, this is a broken family record of a hundred years, and it is really terrifying to reach the level of shadowless at such a young age, but I didn't expect Feng Xun to hide so deeply, and I didn't notice it for a few days of getting along day and night.

As a king-level exercise, the Shadowless Technique can escape millions of miles in an instant, and there are even profound geniuses who can directly teleport to some broken spaces, and the exercises are infinite, with a total of nine layers.

But Xuanyuan Seven Kills obviously didn't want to stop there, the phantom of the Slaughtering Immortal Lux turned into a little starlight, injected into his body, and his breath rose again, even more violent than before!

Xuanyuan's face showed a fierce light, and the ruthlessness raged in the blood-colored eyes, vicious, the dragon scale knife in his hand suddenly burst into black light, and pieces of churning black mist clouds rose, and the golden knife drew four killing momentum one after another, heading straight for Feng Xun.

At this time, Feng Xun was like a blue sun shining, and the bright energy was extremely beautiful, as if he was in a blue ocean, and the majestic sense of everything in the world rose, and he actually pulled Xuanyuan Seven Kills like an artistic conception to block the blood rain.

The second knife arrived, and from the dragon scale knife, a sharp golden gas accompanied, and the terrifying sharp qi could be felt in the audience, cutting directly at Feng Xun's head, Feng Xun did not dare to hard-connect, and wanted to run his shadowless trick to escape, but found that it was difficult to move the figure.

The third sword, Soul Killing! The power of imprisonment was entwined with the knife, like a vine wrapped in blue energy-wrapped Feng Xun, making him unable to move, and the black mist was like a skeleton and a demon, letting out a terrible wail, and the creeps were terrifying.

Feng Xun was anxious in his heart, and he didn't care about exposing the hole cards, reciting the magic trick, the purple gold gourd in his hand released a purple gas, and condensed a three-zhang immortal gourd in front of him, the golden light was surging, and the soul destroying and killing the sky was slashed on it, just a ripple of spiritual power, and there was no way to take Feng Xun!

Xuanyuan Seven Kills roared, naturally he was very unwilling, this time he was running to the top ten, he didn't think about stopping the first round, how to withstand such a blow, use all his strength, and pour all the Xuan Spiritual Qi into the last knife.

Kill the gods! The black mist was all retracted into the dragon scale knife, the golden knife was like ink, and Xuanyuan Seven Kills was looking intently at Feng Xun who was constantly playing a gourd phantom at this moment, and the god-killing knife swept with his body, spinning up a fierce black storm to kill!

Among them, the knife momentum, as well as the comprehension of the knife, are completely different from Yan Wudrunk, more decisive killing, and deadly moves.

"Whew!"

The god-killing knife is like a chop into the substance, breaking the gourd phantom, and going straight to the heart, although it is broken by one, but there are still eight gourds to shake the knife!

Feng Xun drank coldly, the face was unprecedentedly serious, the blue energy was concentrated in Feng Xun's arms, gritted his teeth, and urged the gourd phantom to push forward!

"Boom!"

There were three explosions in a row, and three phantoms were suppressed by the knife momentum, but Xuanyuan's seven killing footsteps were involuntarily forced to retreat, and in a blink of an eye, it was already on the edge, Xuanyuan's seven killing load lifted up, and three more explosions opened, and the dragon scale knife was less than two inches away from Feng Xun's heart, which seemed to be within reach, but as the body fell, the victory and defeat were divided.

Feng Xun hurriedly took a sip of wine to replenish his aura, his eyes were tired, and he was obviously extremely wasted, "Agreed, Brother Xuanyuan." Xuanyuan Seven Kills glanced at him, got up and walked back to where the Xuanyuan family was.

The confrontation between the two geniuses mobilized the emotions of everyone in Chaotianmen for a while, and the enthusiastic cheers always belonged to the winner, Feng Xun was originally the holy son of the Feng family, and he had already heard that he had the potential to impact the top ten, and now it was revealed, which was amazing.

But the battle is not over yet, no one takes advantage of Feng Xun's weakness to challenge him again, after all, the strength is in front of him, and this third place is naturally in the bag. Then he went straight to the promotion area to rest, and before leaving, he also passed on Yan Wudrunk and said, "Hurry up, I'll go over there and wait for you first." ”

At the same time, the seventh battle platform was about to divide the winner and loser, and while there were warriors challenging Chen Xuanli, Yan Wudrunk turned his gaze.

Li Zhongfu and Duan Xusheng spears and halberds, the pure combat skills collided with each other, and it also attracted the attention of a large number of martial artists. Both of them are people who attach great importance to their actual combat experience, and they are cautious in their responses.

The momentum of the spear drunk throat is like mountains and rivers, the autumn wind is as neat as falling leaves, Duan Xu's spear is varied, and it is elusive to make its moves, and at the beginning it can still press Li Zhongfu, and after a while, Li Zhongfu reverses the disadvantage with his super combat comprehension and gradually figured out the routine.

The halberd in his hand suddenly came to the sky, attacking and attacking, and the spear was stabbed without half a point of decline, but the power of the heavy halberd was not bulky, but the spirit jumped and killed, sometimes attacking the lower head, and attacking its upper body, killing Duan Xusheng unspeakably, and was about to use some means, but he never thought that Li Zhongfu's thunderous halberd broke through the escape of Xuanling, and a halberd stabbed him in the shoulder.

Duan Xusheng was in pain, the spear flashed cracks one after another, endured the serious injury in the shoulder, and a cruel smile crossed his mouth, and the rather strange shot turned into a fighting snake roaring.

Li Zhongfu wanted to pull out the halberd at this moment, but it was too late, a wall of qi appeared on the surface of the body, but this spear of sharp heavenly qi broke one after another, and it was also stabbed on Li Zhongfu's shoulder, starting from the muzzle of the gun, the lines that emitted poisonous gas spread, Li Zhongfu's right hand shook violently, and the power of hundreds of dragons in his body steadily crossed the spear, Duan Xusheng's eyes changed sharply, and the halberd penetrated his thin body, revealing a little blood!

When both were defeated, Li Zhongfu mobilized a powerful Xuan Ling power in his body, squeezed the weird lines vividly, fluorescent light flew, stopped the wound, pulled out the spear little by little with a tremor of his face, and kicked Duan Xusheng's head with a flying body, and the terrifying leg force directly blasted him off the stage, and life and death were uncertain.

"It's so strong!" The martial artists in the audience had already burst into applause, such an irritable style of play, and the extremely skilled collision between combat skills, couldn't help but make people shout that this trip was worthwhile.

Seeing that Li Zhongfu had already won, the two family elders hurriedly fed him a pill, the gun poison was still in his shoulder, and if he didn't treat it in time, it might affect the next game.

(End of chapter)