"Buzz!"

The bell has already sounded.

This battle is finally about to begin.

.......

Purple Stone in the ring.

Wen Qingye looked at Lang Feng with both eyes, after all, there was a difference of three realms, and Lang Feng was not a nameless junior, Wen Qingye had to deal with it carefully, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, Wen Qingye will not give up and will not admit defeat, this is his pride!

Lang Feng watched in the outer courtyard, occupying the first place in the outer courtyard for a whole year, no one has ever seen him really go all out, and his strength is so high that everyone who has fought with him is terrified.

Wen Qingye knew that this time he had met the most powerful opponent of the Four Mountains Huiwu so far, and there was no one.

In this four-mountain meeting, the waves and winds have gone all the way, completely crushing the opponent like a dead and decaying one, winning the most suspenseful and least controversial.

As soon as the palm of the wave wind stretched out, the rolling vitality surged out, with an amazing momentum.

"The sea is endless!"

The wave wind struck out with a palm, and the strong vitality was like a tide, endless, surging towards Wen Qingye, and the wave wind raised his cultivation to the extreme.

The power of the Refining Yuan Seventh Heaven was crushed all of a sudden, and Wen Qingye was like a storm, and his whole body was swaying in the sea.

"Immortal Divine Wind Thunder Finger!"

Wen Qingye's fingers seemed to be like lightning, pointing forward rapidly, with the sound of breaking the air.

A little black light hit the river that covered the sky, like a needle, sharp and boundless, to break the face!

A sudden burst of momentum.

Everyone in the ring was amazed!

"This kind of trick may be useful against others, but it is of no use to me"

Lang Feng snorted coldly, and then the palm technique continued to urge, and the boundless general trend directly pressed towards Wen Qingye, and even Wen Qingye's finger of light was retreating.

Powerful! Desperately powerful!

At this time, the students of the outer courtyard present all had such a thought in their hearts!

Wen Qingye frowned, but his steps did not back down at all, and his fingers continued to point forward.

"Bang!"

In the sky, a finger and a palm print collided with each other.

Wen Qingye's face turned pale, his whole body was churning, and his footsteps took four or five steps back before stopping slightly.

Lang Feng also took a few steps back, his eyes were cold, he never thought that Wen Qingye's fingering power would be so good, this fingering is definitely not simple, Lang Feng said secretly in his heart.

"How hateful the immortal sky is!"

Wen Qingye's body steadied, his footsteps struck again, and his sharp fingers made a sound of breaking the air, causing the surrounding air to fall into silence.

That is the eyes of the sky, the hatred of the sky!

This finger is the most powerful move of immortal fingering, the most difficult move of immortal fingering, and the starting style of immortal sealing.

The demeanor of that finger is indeed unforgettable.

"The sea is heavy!"

The waves and winds did not back down, and the strong palm qi slapped towards Wen Qingye mercilessly.

The two general trends continue to collide in the air.

"Boom!"

The two seemed to be stuck in a stalemate, no one backed down, and no one compromised.

The corners of Wen Qingye's mouth slowly flowed out some blood, and Lang Feng's face also looked a little pale.

"This Wen Qingye's fingering is so domineering, I think it's at least an eight-rank martial arts! It turns out that this fingering is so domineering, Wen Qingye has been hiding clumsy"

"The two of them are so aggressive, they are not backing down at all"

"Is this the strength between the students of the Outer Courtyard at the peak?"

The two of them palmed and pointed at each other, and their figures were constantly staggered, there were only two phantoms in the purple stone ring, and there was the sound of vitality colliding, and everyone looked at this battle, and their hearts were in their throats.

..........

I don't know how long it has been, Lang Feng panted, and his eyes looked at Wen Qingye deadly.

Lang Feng took a deep breath and said, "With this set of fingering, you are worthy of my sword!"

Wen Qingye saw Lang Feng take out his sword, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, I want to see how your swordsmanship is.

"Cangchang!"

Wen Qingye also pulled out his Qingxia sword, his eyes flashing with fierce battle.

Wen Qingye's body has been slightly injured at this moment, Wen Qingye knows that if he wants to defeat Langfeng, he can't rely on the delay of time, the more he delays, there will be absolutely no good results for him.

"Golden Snake Flash!"

Wen Qingye stepped on it, his figure was light and agile, like a butterfly, flying in the sky, but the sword in Wen Qingye's hand was extremely fast, as fast as lightning, like a snake coming out of a hole to hunt prey.

"I'll teach you how to make a sword!

Lang Feng turned out to be using the Spirit Snake Sword Technique, only to see the sword light in his hand flashing, and a golden giant python surged towards Wen Qingye with a hideous face.

The corners of Wen Qingye's mouth suddenly arced, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

"Golden Snake Shadow!"

Wen Qingye suddenly changed his moves, his body kept rolling in the air, and the sword in his hand appeared with pieces of golden light, as if thousands of golden lights were raging.

The Qingxia Sword, flashing with golden light, swept towards Lang Feng's throat, and in an instant, everyone seemed to have seen that the sword in Wen Qingye's hand was close to Lang Feng's body, and Lang Feng's eyes were covered with golden light.

Wen Qingye's two moves, interlocking, exquisite layout, fully exerted his own strength to the point of incision, it is really terrifying.

On Lang Feng's face, at this moment, a trace of surprise appeared.

Lang Feng didn't expect Wen Qingye's sword to change his moves quickly, and Wen Qingye's sword directly stabbed at his weakest point.

Of course, the wind was just a surprise.

Lang Feng's sword was retracted like lightning and stone, and then blocked Wen Qingye's fatal sword impartially.

Boom!

The loud sound of gold and iron continued to vibrate, echoing around the ring, and the sound waves seemed to have become tangible things, slowly spreading.

Wen Qingye felt a shock in his palm, as if he had pinched a fire, but he still grabbed the hilt of the sword, and his whole person was also shocked by the sword of Langfeng, half of his body was numb, and his body retreated two or three feet away.

............

Under the ring, the irrepressible exclamation erupted like a volcano that had been brewing for thousands of years.

Some people couldn't help but jump, it was hard to imagine that such a scene would happen, when Wen Qingye was less than a millimeter away from victory, Langfeng showed such a strong strength, and turned the tide of the battle in an instant.

Too tough!

It's horrible!

Is this the strength of Langfeng? It's shocking.

In the crowd, Gu Lei, Gu Xiong, Lu Hongfei, Luo Tang, Ren Hua, Wei Qiutong, Xia Xia, Gao Yuerou and others were all a little regretful, only the last point was missing, Wen Qingye's unparalleled swordsmanship suddenly changed his moves, but Langfeng's strength was too powerful, three levels higher than Wen Qingye.

Even Yan Xiangyang couldn't help but exclaim, with a trace of regret and unwillingness in her eyes.

On the viewing platform, everyone sighed, Wen Qingye's move had already interpreted swordsmanship to an extreme level, and even they couldn't do it better if they asked themselves, but the difference in strength was too great.

Hu Yucui sighed a little and said, "It's a pity, Wen Qingye is so swordsmanship"

"Let's take a look!" Nie Qinglan looked at the stage and said slowly.

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