After going back, after Qin Tian chatted with Feng Xuehan for a few words, he began to breathe, tomorrow in the third round, the opponent's strength will be stronger and stronger, and the best way to keep himself in the best state will have the greatest hope.

In the Ice God Sect, in a delicate, but somewhat ancient courtyard, there were two figures standing in a small hall, one was a middle-aged man with slightly white sideburns, and in front of him stood a young man who wrapped his face in a white veil.

"Feng Rui, although the death of your uncle Feng Cai is inseparable from that young man named Qin Feng, this is a martial arts fight, don't hurt his life, I don't care how you deal with him after the martial arts fight. The middle-aged man with slightly white sideburns admonished.

"Dad, I see. The young man nodded slightly, although his uncle's personality was a bit bullying and afraid of the hard, but he was still very good to himself, but he didn't expect to be killed by the young sect master, and he couldn't find the young sect leader for revenge, so he could only find this "fuse" to seek revenge.

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At night, Wen Di was full of joy and went to get back the ten pieces of lower grade Xuanjing that Qin Tian had won for him, at this time he found that Qin Tian's bet had changed from the original one to ten to one to five, Wen Zhen hesitated for a moment, and then took out three lower grade Xuanjing and pressed them on Qin Tian.

Above the firmament, the darkness receded, and a few remnant stars still hung in the slightly dark sky to the west.

The morning breeze hit, with a few wisps of warmth, which made people feel relaxed and happy, and after a while, the huge Ice God Sect was shrouded in a soft piece of sunlight.

And Qin Tian and Feng Xuehan had already come to the martial arts arena early, so as not to have too many people today, so that they couldn't squeeze in.

There are only ten formal disciples left today, so only five martial arts platforms are needed, after hearing what the middle-aged man said, Qin Tian felt that the pressure on his shoulders was much less, the combat power of this Ice God Sect disciple was much stronger than the other three sects, with Qin Tian's current strength, he could only rely on the big hole card of the Sealing Flame Palm to deal with the official disciple of the seventh level of the Xuan Spirit Realm.

This third round still uses a fair draw to decide the opponent, because today's duel is much more exciting than yesterday, the martial arts arena at this time has long been flooded, and the shouts and cheers resounded in the sky.

In the midst of these cheers, it seemed that someone was shouting the pseudonym Qin Feng, and the corners of Qin Tian's mouth unconsciously showed a smile, he should have seen his competition with the young man in blue yesterday to support him.

Looking at the jade plate engraved with No. 1 in his hand, Qin Tian smiled slightly, not knowing who he was going to face in this third round today.

When Qin Tian walked to the No. 1 martial arts platform, Feng Yingbo was already standing in it.

Looking at Feng Yingbo's gloomy face, Qin Tian was expressionless, and with his toes, he could think that Feng Yingbo was in such a bad mood, and it had nothing to do with Zhu Zhiwei.

This Feng Yingbo is the fifth level of the Xuanling Realm with himself, but as a young sect leader, he should have his hole cards, plus he has been honing in the gravity room all year round, and his combat power is much stronger than Tang Zhu.

Looking at Qin Tian's familiar eyes, Feng Yingbo couldn't help frowning, and transferred part of his hatred for that young man to Qin Tian, and said in a deep voice: "The third level of the Xuanling Realm, it's already very good to be able to reach the third round, but that's it......"

"Maybe I can still struggle!" Qin Tian chuckled, the Heaven Stepping Technique quietly worked in his body, and a sharp flame knife burst out.

"Then come on!" As soon as Feng Yingbo's words fell, his figure had already flashed out, his arm waved slightly, and the crimson fire sword was condensed in his hand, although he did not have a body martial art, but this speed was already comparable to Qin Tian who was Xiaocheng in Xuanyue's steps.

But Qin Tian had now cultivated to the fullest of Xuanyue steps, his figure disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the red sword shadow hanging in the air, and the air around the martial arts platform was burned by the blazing aura of the two of them.

Because of Feng Yingbo, this martial arts platform has long been surrounded by many women, cheering for Feng Yingbo, only a few women cheering for Qin Tian, but feeling the heat gathered by the two, they all subconsciously took a step back.

The people around me could only see two vague shadows coming and going, and I had to keep my eyes open and take a step forward to see more clearly.

"Breaking the Flame Sword!"

Without the slightest temptation, Qin Tian directly urged it with the Broken Flame Overlord Sword, a low-grade martial art of the King Rank, and the dazzling light on the flame knife was flickering, directly turning into the afterimage of the six fire knives, and it shrouded towards Feng Yingbo in an instant.

At this moment, Feng Yingbo raised his gaze, flashed a cold glow, and the crimson fire sword in his hand also swept out, several sword shadows flashed, converging into a flame sword flower, the sword flower appeared, and the space swept like a flame, bringing a blazing aura to spread.

Breaking through Qin Tian's six swords, the blade of the sword was picked in vain, and in a rapid dance, it turned into an astonishing sword ray, and swept towards Qin Tian.

At this time, the Ice God Sect Leader on the high platform had been watching Feng Yingbo's performance, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile of relief when he saw this.

This smile was fully appreciated by the middle-aged man with a scumbag on his face, and then praised: "The young sect master has cultivated the Ice God Sword Technique I taught to such a subtle level, it is really a tiger father without a dog!"

In the face of the middle-aged man's sycophancy, the sect leader didn't seem to eat this, and snorted coldly without speaking.

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Dangerously blocked this amazing sword ray, Qin Tian's current Xuan Qi in his body was stronger than Feng Yingbo's, but Feng Yingbo had stayed in the gravity room for many years, and the advantage of sword speed made up for the gap in Xuan Qi, which gave Qin Tian a headache.

"Bell ......"

At this moment on the stage, between the lightning and the lightning, the two were already like meteors, constantly clashing, and the sound of the collision of piercing spiritual weapons spread.

The two figures staggered, and in the shadow of the sword and sword, there were already a few flashes, and suddenly, sparks flew everywhere, and a circle of powerful energy ripples spread out at the place of impact.

The more he beat Feng Yingbo, the more frightened he became, according to the same realm, he was also a rare opponent, if he reached the fifth level of the Xuanling Realm before going to the Ice Spirit Holy Land, he would not be eliminated, but he didn't expect that a little-known young man would be able to fight with him in the third level of the Xuanling Realm, what would make him lose face?

"Nine Lotus Sword!" Immediately, Feng Yingbo clenched the crimson long sword, and swung the nine swords in an instant, and the nine sword shadows converged into a lotus flower, enveloping Qin Tian.

Seeing this, Qin Tian's complexion changed greatly, at present, Qin Tian could only cut out eight swords in an instant, and he couldn't do nine swords in an instant, but Qin Tian didn't have time to think at all, and the nine swords had already arrived in a hurry......

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