Meng Xingyun was so hideous that his somewhat ugly face was directly imprinted under Jun Xuan's eyes, and his soul trembled suddenly, he had never been so afraid of a person, and he had never been so powerless now.

He subconsciously wanted to struggle to escape, but under the terrifying sword intent of silence, his limbs seemed to be drained of blood, and he didn't have the slightest sense.

He was extremely desperate, even if he was unwilling, he was powerless to resist.

Fate always likes to push those who resist him into the abyss.

"It's over. ”

Jun Xuan completely gave up struggling, his eyes gradually soothed and closed, his body opened, quietly waiting for the arrival of death.

"Die. ”

Meng Xingyun roared hideously, the Canglan Sword buzzed, and an unusually powerful death intent was about to be released from the sword.

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded in Meng Xingyun's mind, his face twitched violently, his gaze instantly froze, the movements in his hands were completely stagnant, and the whole person seemed to be petrified, completely motionless.

"Jun boy, good opportunity!"

The evil dragon's excited voice exploded in Jun Xuan's mind, and his divergent divine soul quickly merged in an instant, and his limbs immediately regained consciousness.

Jun Xuan's eyes opened suddenly, and with a flash of fine light, the Heaven and Earth Spirit Martial Technique, the God and Demon Overlord Body Technique were launched at the same time, and the Red Refining Qilin Fire and Dragon Soul roared at the same time, completely urging the power of the whole body to the extreme.

The black, red, and gold lights on the surface of the dead dragon flashed, and the sound of the sword roared in the air, and the monstrous sword power exploded with Jun Xuan as the center.

"Kill the sky!"

Jun Xuan roared angrily, and slashed at Meng Xingyun above, the sword qi roared and gushed, directly breaking through the defense and crashing into Meng Xingyun's chest.

"Poof!"

Meng Xingyun shot a mouthful of blood, his body shot straight backwards, the pain made his eyes instantly return to clarity, and when he was about to smash into the battle platform, his left hand slapped down, and the majestic Wu Yuan burst out of his palm, impacting on the battle platform, stabilizing his body.

"Wow!"

He vomited blood again, his face was extremely pale, Jun Xuan's attack was very fierce and fierce, and he naturally couldn't threaten him under normal circumstances, but when he lost his mind, he almost didn't establish a defense, and the sword power directly hit his chest, causing his chest to crack, and under the scorching of the Red Refining Qilin Fire, the skin and flesh turned out quickly turned black and hard.

"Meng Xingyun, didn't anyone teach you not to be distracted when fighting with people?"

Jun Xuan grinned, originally he thought that he would definitely die, but he didn't expect Meng Xingyun to lose his mind at a critical moment, which gave him a chance to fight back.

As for why Meng Xingyun lost his mind, he didn't bother to understand.

"Damn!"

Meng Xingyun bared his teeth and cracked his eyes, and the wound in his chest made his violent jump like thunder, and the Canglan Sword turned in his hand, horizontal in front of him, and the sword intent of silence converged again.

The blue light exploded, and the sword body trembled violently, as if it had a tendency to break away from Meng Xingyun's control.

Meng Xingyun's face was hideous, his heart moved, and when he was about to launch his sword intent again, the crisp voice sounded in his mind again, his tone was flat, but there was a faint hint of anger, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with Meng Xingyun.

He was stunned again, and after a muffled sound, the sword intent that had just gathered dissipated again, although he had sword intent, but after all, he didn't realize it, so he could naturally retract and release it freely, and frequently retracted and extinguished the sword intent, which made his body bear a great burden, and there were already slight internal injuries.

Just when Meng Xingyun was depressed, Jun Xuan's attack was already approaching his body.

His face froze, his right hand shook, the space around him began to blur, and several sword qi blades quickly condensed, and with a fierce swing, the Canglan Sword suddenly slashed out several sword qi in response to Jun Xuan's attack.

Jun Xuan's floating cloud shattering shadow was launched, and the figure was shattered one after another, and every time the blade of sword qi slashed was a sword qi phantom, and his true body had already passed through the attack of sword intent, approaching Meng Xingyun to the limit.

Seeing the hope of victory, Jun Xuan seemed to regain his vitality, the power of the bronze body was instantly released, the golden light was diffuse, converging on the surface of the body, and countless cells swallowed out a huge force of ten thousand catties, pressing on the dead dragon, and slashed towards Meng Xingyun fiercely.

"Bang!"

Meng Xingyun, who made a hasty move, was shocked back a few steps, and his eyes couldn't help but shoot wisps of coldness, and just as he wanted to fight back, the warning voice just now resurfaced in his mind again, like a pair of eyes hidden in the dark, always staring at his every move.

Meng Xingyun gritted his teeth and withdrew his sword intent again, but Jun Xuan's attack had already attacked, and in the panic, he could only block with the Canglan Sword.

A series of fierce metal crashes sounded, and at this time, Meng Xingyun had already taken more than a dozen steps back, and he was still retreating rapidly, and it was extremely difficult to defend against Jun Xuan's crazy attack.

"What's going on? Why was Meng Xingyun suddenly suppressed by Jun Xuan, did I miss any details?"

"It shouldn't be, Meng Xingyun was obviously able to defeat Jun Xuan with one blow just now, why did he suddenly stop? Could it be that there was an accident?"

When everyone in the audience was puzzled, Xie Feiyu on the highest stand frowned slightly, and his face was full of puzzlement.

"Why did Nebula retract his sword intent several times, and now Jun Xuan's attack is fierce, but it can launch a counterattack, why does Nebula only defend and not attack, it seems that he has something to worry about and dare not make a move, did he suddenly find something?"

The question sounded in his mind like an echo, and for a moment, even he couldn't think of a reason.

"It's strange, why is Meng Xingyun just blindly defensive, can't it be that he is holding back bad in his heart,"

Jun Xuan naturally saw Meng Xingyun's abnormality, and couldn't help but be cautious in his heart, with his understanding of Meng Xingyun, he was definitely not a passive character, but at this time, under the pressure of Jun Xuan's attack, he didn't even have any sign of counterattack, which was unbelievable.

"Whatever, take advantage of his illness and want him to die, I have long seen that he is not pleasing to the eye, Jun boy, give me a hard beating!" said the evil dragon angrily.

Jun Xuan was helpless, since the evil dragon didn't notice anything abnormal, he didn't think much about it, his arms increased violently, and the attack became more ferocious.

The remnants of the battle platform cracked one after another, making a buzzing sound, like a cry of pain, and it would be unable to support it at any time and completely collapse.

"Burning Heaven Jedi!"

At this time, Jun Xuan's third use of the Burning Heaven Jedi was also the first time he opened the purgatory and dragon soul states at the same time for such a long time, if it weren't for the support of the Heaven and Earth Spirit Martial Technique and the God and Demon Overlord Body Technique, Jun Xuan would have exhausted the spirit yuan long ago and died of exhaustion.

The Red Refining Qilin Fire roared like madness, converging into a sea of fire above Jun Xuan's head, much smaller in scale than it had been in its heyday, but equally powerful.

The next moment, the sea of fire fell violently, almost clinging to the ground, with Jun Xuan as the center, it suddenly turned into a scorching furnace, and the high temperature roasted and deformed the fragments of the battle platform, releasing an amazing heat wave outward, and the temperature of the martial arts field instantly increased by more than ten degrees.

The surface of Jun Xuan's body burned with dense and ferocious flames, like a fire god standing on the earth, and the dead dragon waved, flooding with bursts of cold light, straight into the sea of fire.

"Bang. ”

The sea of fire exploded like a punctured ball, compressing the surface of the dead dragon, his hands shook, and in an instant, sparks splashed, and the hundred-meter fire sword condensed again, and with Jun Xuan's furious voice, it pressed down fiercely.

"Not good!"

Meng Xingyun was afraid, the Canglan Sword in his hand trembled violently with fear, and let out a sad roar, Jun Xuan's sword is very powerful, and the slightest carelessness will endanger his life, at this time, he can't afford to think too much, he can't fight back, he can only resist this sword with all his strength.

"Draw the ground as a prison!"

Meng Xingyun snorted slightly, and the blue martial arts around him suddenly boiled, instantly condensing into more than a dozen layers of blue light balls, firmly enveloping Meng Xingyun in them, and at the same time, the hundred-meter fire sword had already smashed down and collided with the blue ball of light.

"Boom!"

The hundred-meter fire sword shattered inch by inch, and the flames spread along the surface of the battle platform to all sides, rushing to the surrounding barriers, and rising into the sky.

The barely supported platform could no longer withstand the heavy blow, and collapsed with a bang, and the dust melted into the flames and was immediately burned away, emitting hot black smoke and a pungent smell of burning.

The shock wave shook Jun Xuan back dozens of steps before he could stop, and the feeling of weakness suddenly hit, the muscles of his whole body were twitching violently, and the soreness gradually turned into a tearing sensation, pouring into his brain from the nerves, stimulating him to gradually sink into a heavy spirit, trying to keep him awake.

"Is it over?"

Jun Xuan whispered, in fact, he didn't think that his blow would be able to defeat Meng Xingyun.

In the previous battle, his spirit element and strength had been exhausted, and the Burning Heaven Jedi just now was only barely used, and its power was less than one-third of that of its heyday.

And Meng Xingyun barely consumed anything except for some insignificant minor injuries, and he didn't use all his strength when fighting him, and it was almost impossible to defeat him with one blow.

Facts have proved that Jun Xuan's hunch is still very correct.

As the flames dissipated, the cold air that suddenly poured in the black smoke blew out, and a blue ball of light full of cracks gradually appeared, violently shattering into blue smoke and melting in the air.

Meng Xingyun half-knelt on the ground, the Canglan Sword was inserted on the battle platform, his chest rose and fell violently, and the whole person was like suffocating for a long time, sucking in air.

More than a dozen layers of blue light balls shattered layer by layer at the moment when the hundred-meter fire sword collided, and it was barely blocked until the last layer, but it also consumed all of his martial arts.

In fact, Meng Xingyun had already suffered very serious internal injuries before this, not only because of Jun Xuan, but more importantly, because of the Sword Intent.

The Silence Sword Intent was given by others, and naturally he was not completely controlled by him, frequently urging the Sword Intent, but not releasing it, even if he was included in the Divine Martial Arts, there was still residual Sword Intent invading his body, severely damaging his internal organs, it can be said that his state at this time was not as good as Jun Xuan imagined, and it was even far inferior to Jun Xuan.

Jun Xuan slowly straightened his waist, and the ruthlessness in his eyes became more and more intense, revealing unimaginable determination.

"Looks like that's the only way I can use it. ”

He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and silently recited the unfamiliar mantra in his heart, and at this moment, Meng Xingyun on the other side of the battle platform suddenly withdrew the Canglan Sword into the Shenwu Seal, covered his chest with his right hand, and slowly stood up, his eyes full of helplessness and unwillingness.

"I throw in the towel. ”