The air wave kept compressing, and the air became more and more turbid, like a thick fog, hovering on the side of the battle platform.

Wang Zifeng was half-kneeling on the ground, the strength of his whole body was almost exhausted, and he barely supported his body by relying on the wind, "huhu", he gasped heavily, and his clothes were completely wet with sweat.

Slightly tired in his clear eyes, and his face was also pale, Wang Zifeng wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with his hands, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pressed the weight of his whole body on Fufeng, so that he could stand up.

The entire martial arts arena was silent, and after a few breaths, the audience suddenly erupted in warm applause, screams and breathing sound one after another, almost everyone applauded Wang Zifeng's wonderful battle, and the disciples of the Xuanling Sect were even more excited and hugged their heads in pain.

He stood on the battle platform, enjoying the glory of this moment, this battle, he completely tried his best, his hole cards were out, defeated Jun Xuan at a great cost, and entered the top eight strongly, even if he was very likely to not be able to enter the top four, but the glory brought to him by this battle was enough to resound throughout the Ling Tian Domain for decades, and the Xuanling Sect would definitely be proud of him, and he would definitely be regarded as an idol by all the disciples and worshipped.

Xie Feiyu, who was in the highest stand, was also shocked by Wang Zifeng's final blow, and his slightly vicissitudes of life showed a slight look of admiration, but the whole person was still sitting in his seat without a trace of movement, even the elders behind him.

It stands to reason that Xie Feiyu should get up and announce the result of the battle at this time, but there is no sign of this behavior from his body, and in his deep eyes, his gaze has already penetrated the layers of "dense fog" on the side of the battle platform and seen everything clearly.

Because, Jun Xuan did not fall under the battle platform, which means that Jun Xuan did not lose.

Suddenly, the churning air wave on the side of the battle platform suddenly expanded sharply, and the volume increased several times in an instant, and in the heavy air, a flash of fire suddenly flashed, swaying in the wind, seemingly fragile, but it was burning tenaciously in this turbid air, swallowing everything around it.

"Bang!"

A fierce explosion sounded on the battle platform, a flame rose on the side of the battle platform, and in the blink of an eye, it burned up the air that had been compressed to the extreme, and the heat wave of high temperature spread over the battle platform at an extremely fast speed, as if it could melt everything.

"Not good!"

Wang Zifeng roared in his heart, frantically squeezing the few remaining Wu Yuan in the Shenwu Seal, forming a milky white barrier in front of him, his teeth clenched together, and he tried his best to resist the attack of the heat wave.

"Click. ”

The Wuyuan barrier was shattered in an instant, but it also withstood the attack of the heat wave, Wang Zifeng rubbed his feet against the ground, and took dozens of steps back to stabilize his body, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of horror.

The sudden change shocked everyone in the audience, and it was only now that they realized that the battle was not over, but had just begun.

At this moment, a black sword light pierced the flames in the firelight on the side of the battle platform, and approached Wang Zifeng, who had just stood still, with the speed of lightning.

Wang Zifeng was horrified, and the destructive intent that struck on the black sword light took the lead in tearing his soul apart, as if death had descended, making him terrified.

In a hurry, he subconsciously twisted his body, and the black sword light instantly rubbed across his body, cutting off several strands of black hair on his forehead, and the fierce sword qi spurted suddenly, leaving several blood marks on his chest.

"Poof. ”

Wang Zifeng spurted a mouthful of blood, his body fell on the battle platform, his face was as white as ashes, and his breath fell to the extreme in an instant.

"No, it's impossible, how can you resist my full blow?"

Wang Zifeng spewed out a mouthful of blood sword again, staring at the other end of the battle platform with frightened eyes, I don't know if it was because of excessive blood loss or because of too much fear, the whole person was like being thrown into an ice cellar, extremely cold, and every muscle was trembling.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a light snort came from the sea of fire, the sea of fire suddenly exploded, scattered into countless sparks flying around, Jun Xuan's figure gradually appeared, only to see that his upper body was covered with dense white marks, and on his resolute face, a blood mark that was so shallow that it could almost be ignored faintly appeared, oozing a few faint drops of blood.

Wang Zifeng was speechless in surprise, his mind was blank, and even his face was numb, not knowing what kind of expression to show.

He didn't expect that his full blow would only leave a negligible wound on Jun Xuan's face, which he couldn't accept no matter what.

When he was in the Xuanling Sect, he was an inconspicuous disciple, with his own efforts to win the place to participate in the Ling Tian Domain Competition, in the battle for the top thirty-two, he became famous with the Nine Heavens Zen Steps, and waited for the praise of everyone in the sect, but his status in the sect was still not as good as a top genius like Bai Feng, and he originally hoped to prove his strength again in the top eight battles, but he was overturned by Jun Xuan with absolute strength, and he was inevitably a little unwilling in his heart.

Jun Xuan walked from the sea of fire, stopped in front of Wang Zifeng, the burning red refining unicorn fire on his body was quietly extinguished, and his blazing eyes looked directly at Wang Zifeng who was trembling on the ground, and only whispered a few words slightly after a long time.

"Do you know why you lost?"

Wang Zifeng was silent, his eyes wandering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jun Xuan's face was calm, and seeing that Wang Zifeng didn't speak, he continued: "Your initial idea is very good, you want to attack with all your strength at the speed of the Nine Heavens Zen Step and win the victory as quickly as possible, but have you ever thought about what will happen if you still can't defeat me after nine steps?"

"In the final analysis, it's because you're so anxious that you ignore that I've been defending, ignoring that I haven't used divine martial arts, and even more ignoring my hidden power, which is the fundamental reason why you lost. ”

Jun Xuan's words pierced Wang Zifeng's heart like an ice pick, stirring in his soul sea.

Yes, I want to win so much that I don't even have the most basic sense, how can a disciple who can break into the top sixteen, who is not a top genius, be defeated so easily, I am so stupid.

"Nine days of Zen steps, the first eight steps for footwork, the ninth step is a killer move, understand its essence enough to leapfrog the challenge, do not follow the rules, remember, the nine days of Zen steps are not necessarily only nine steps. ”

！！！

Jun Xuan's words were like a drop of clear water dripping into a calm lake, although it was small, but it caused a monstrous wave, and at this moment, his mind suddenly realized something, and his mind became inexplicable.

"I see. ”

Wang Zifeng climbed up with difficulty, his face was full of joy, and he couldn't see the pain caused by the wound at all, "I didn't lose this battle unjustly, you are very strong, but sooner or later, one day I will defeat you." ”

"Okay, I'll wait for you. ”

Jun Xuan patted Wang Zifeng's shoulder, the two looked at each other, their faces were full of smiles, and at this moment the two seemed to be no longer opponents, but a pair of friends who had been friends for several years.

"Thank you, I admit defeat. ”

After Wang Zifeng shouted, he smiled at Jun Xuan again, and quickly turned around and jumped off the battlefield.

"Xuanling Sect Wang Zifeng admits defeat, and Tianyuan Sect Jun Xuan advances to the quarterfinals. ”

The entire martial arts hall resounded with exclamations, and hundreds of eyes with admiration instantly turned to Jun Xuan, which made him a little embarrassed, and after saluting slightly, he jumped off the battle platform directly, ignoring those gazes no longer.

Neither of them would have thought that this battle would be the first and last battle between them, because Jun Xuan would go farther and farther in the future, leaving Wang Zifeng far behind.

......

The Ancient Land is located in the center of the Ling Tian Domain, the meeting place of the five major forces, because of its prohibitions and dangers, after being discovered by the five major forces a hundred years ago, it was listed as a forbidden land.

In order to obtain the inheritance and resources in the Ancient Land, the five major forces agreed to hold a big competition every five years to compete for the mining rights of the Ancient Land in the next five years, and this big competition is the Ling Tian Domain Great Competition that has been handed down to this day.

In the depths of the Ancient Land, in the ravine-crisscrossed wilderness, broken mega-buildings stand between the ravines, stretching for tens of thousands of miles.

The walls of most of the buildings have collapsed, and the surface has long since been eroded by the wind, but the grandeur of these buildings can still be seen in the scattered rubble.

Continuing deeper along the ruins, the sky suddenly became gloomy, layers of thick fog shrouded the earth, and the air became heavier and heavier, faintly emitting a disgusting smell.

In the dense fog that covers the sky and the sun, thousands of earthen bags more than ten meters high are arranged together at will, the dense fog is like sea water shuttling between the earthen bags, and from time to time you can hear the sound of the yin wind wailing in the depths, just like the ghost cry from the cemetery, which is very terrifying.

Suddenly, the earth began to tremble violently, the clouds in the sky quickly gathered together, collided and fused with each other, thicker and thicker, almost close to the ground, under the violent vibration, the surface of the thousands of mountains burst out of thin gaps, tens of thousands of meters deep, straight to the center of the earth, a few seconds later, a large amount of terrifying dark blue smoke suddenly floated out of those gaps, like a beast out of the cage, instantly rushed out of the ground, and in a blink of an eye, the entire earth was filled.

"Haha, this seat is coming out, it's finally coming out!"

At this moment, an unusually sharp and terrifying female voice came from the ground, like the sound of the Nine Heavens Demon, carrying the power of incomparably terrifying, sweeping the entire earth, and all the surrounding thousands of miles were destroyed by this loud noise, and those ruined ruined temples were once again affected by the impact of destruction, completely collapsed, and there was no longer any appearance of a building.

"Jian Chen, do you think that sealing this seat for 10,000 years will wipe out my strength? Dream, even if our body is destroyed, the soul will still be immortal, and when this seat goes out, I will definitely dismantle your sword mound, swallow your remnant soul, and make you unable to live forever. ”

The voice was furious, and as the dark blue smoke grew thicker, it became more sharp, and it seemed to be about to sweep out of the ground.

Suddenly, bursts of golden light suddenly appeared from the cracks on those dirt bags, and in the dazzling golden light, a sword-shaped phantom gradually became clear, the sword body trembled, and countless runes emerged from the surface of the sword body, releasing a shocking coercion.

Those smoke roared, as if they were very afraid of those golden lights, and fled in all directions, but they didn't escape far before they were wiped out by countless sword qi and dissipated into the air.

"No, how can your sword mound still have power, this can't be!"

The voice kept wailing, and the dark blue smoke gathered together, struggling to resist, but it was still consumed by those earth-shattering sword qi little by little, less and less, until it disappeared completely.

"No, don't, I don't want to go back, Jian Chen, I won't let you go, I won't let you go!"

The sound faded and finally came to an abrupt halt, the clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and the earth was calm again, as if nothing had happened.

"Alas. ”

Suddenly, an old sigh sounded in the depths of the entire Ancient Land, and his tone was full of powerlessness and helplessness, as if he had come from ten thousand years ago, and the ancient and far-reaching ones were far-reaching.