Xiao Tian looked at Yuqiao, a smile leaked from the corner of his mouth, and nodded, "The next one is Senior Brother Nangong, but let's see, how strong is his strength!"

"In the next game, Nangong Saburo vs. Li Fuquan!" the referee announced.

"Whoosh~!"

An afterimage floated up in an instant.

Xiao Tian turned his head and looked over curiously, only to see a short thin monkey, holding a long sword in his hand, standing on top of the ring, his eyes were full of determination!

"Li Fuquan, his father gave him a good name!"

"Whoosh~!"

Another afterimage floated from the crowd to the ring.

Thunderous applause rang out again, and the Nanyang Peak faction under the sword stage was frantically coaxing, shouting loudly: "Senior Brother Nangong, you will win! Nangong, you will win!"

On the other side, the people of Xiyang Peak shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Li, you will win! Senior Brother Li, you will win!"

Between the two peaks, they don't look at each other.

The two looked at each other, clasped hands and saluted, Li Fuquan looked at Nangong Saburo and said with a smile: "The junior brother is not the opponent of the senior brother, please be merciful to the senior brother." ”

Nangong Saburo also smiled slightly and said, "Senior brother, don't be too modest! Your strength is not lower than mine, but you are a junior brother, don't let the senior brother be too embarrassed." ”

Li Fuquan said: "Okay! Then, senior brother, let's see the real Zhang under your hands!"

"Bell~!"

As the referee rings the golden bell, the game officially begins!

Nangong Saburo, his eyes moved slightly, and he quickly drew his sword and stabbed at the opponent, the long sword brushed, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of swords had already been stabbed.

Li Fuquan saw that Nangong Saburo's attack was very rapid, his right foot shook slightly, and the whole person floated out horizontally, avoiding the sword qi.

"Lingyun Seven Steps!"

What time, on the sword platform, it was full of Li Fuquan's figures.

Xiao Tian squinted his eyes, staring at the changing figure on the sword platform, and muttered in his heart, "This Li Fuquan has two hits!"

Nangong Saburo's ears moved slightly, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, holding the Nanyang sword in his hand, and stabbed Li Fuquan with one move, the move was approaching, and Li Fuquan had to use the sword in his hand to block.

Suddenly, Nangong Saburo's figure turned, and the sword in his hand became faster and faster, and Li Fuquan was a little overwhelmed.

"Dragon Moon Looking"

Nangong Saburo swung his sword and turned around, the sword went from the bottom to the top, the sword body was filled with light cyan fighting energy, and a cyan wind dragon emerged from the tip of the sword.

"Whew~"

A dragon groan sounded, and Xiaolong knocked down the sword in Li Fuquan's hand and fell on the stage.

"In the second game, Nangong Saburo won!"

As the referee announced, the Xuanzhi of Nanyang Peak cheered, his face was full of pride, and on the other side, the face of the disciple of Xiyang Peak was a look of chagrin.

On the rostrum, Nangong Lie nodded with satisfaction, and said secretly: "I didn't expect that San Lang would be able to comprehend the essence of Cangyue's swordsmanship, and it will live up to my expectations of him."

Dongfang Changqin, touching his beard and nodded, and said slowly: "San Lang, I have touched the edge of the sword intent, and the breakthrough is just around the corner, junior brother, you have taught well!"

"Senior brother, you're polite!" Nangong Lie's mouth was full of modesty, but his heart was full of pride.

"In the next game, Xiao Tian vs. Huangfu Nan!" the gold-clothed referee announced loudly.

In the VIP seat, Li Tianhao touched his beard, looked at the sword platform, nodded approvingly, and said slowly: "Seven Peaks Sword Sect, sure enough, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, this young generation should not be underestimated!"

Long Lingxi nodded, his eyes full of anticipation, "Tu Baozi is about to play, I don't know if I can win Huangfu Nan, after all, Huang Fu Nan is the son of the head of the Feng faction!"

Feng Yidao, stood up, looked at the sword platform, his face was full of expectation, and asked: "Uncle, you said, how many moves can Brother Xiao make to defeat Huangfu Nan?"

Feng Yang frowned, and said slowly: "Within three moves!"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Long Lingxi's eyes were full of surprise, and he muttered in his heart: "This soil bun is really so powerful, even the second pavilion master of the Northern Xinjiang Pavilion believes in him so much?"

On the elegant seat of Qingfeng Pavilion, Lin Chen squinted his eyes, leaking a cold light, and stared at Xiao Tian tightly.

In the south, more than a dozen people from the Xiao family sat on the elegant seat and watched the game.

"Look, look, the second brother is about to appear!" Xiao Meng clenched his fists, his face full of excitement.

Xiao Yidao took a deep breath, calmed down his restless heart, and stared at the sword platform! Xiao Feng, Xiao Peng, and Xiao Yishan all stared at the sword platform with wide eyes.

"So soon, it's my turn!" Xiao Tian came back to his senses, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, took steps, walked to the ring, and slowly walked over.

Wherever he passed, the Xuan Shi automatically gave way, his eyes full of awe, and he watched him climb the sword platform.

On the other side, a sneer leaked from the corner of Huangfu Nan's mouth, his right foot touched the ground, and he flew to the sword platform, his posture was elegant, and his movements were free and easy.

"Good!"

Tens of thousands of mysteries in Xuyang Peak clapped their hands in unison.

On the rostrum, Dongfang Changqin smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and asked: "Junior brothers and sisters, Xiao Tian and Nan'er are both very talented, do you think who can win this competition!"

Huangfu slashed, and a sneer leaked from the corner of his mouth, "Although Xiao Tian is the body of the heavenly spirit, but Nan'er is no less powerful than the Seven Swords under my tutelage, and I am confident in this competition." ”

Hearing this, Zhuge Changkong, full of contempt, said slowly: "It's not that I said you, Senior Brother Huangfu, Xiao Nan's talent is okay in other races, but if you want to compare with Xiao Tian, this demon, it is still a little insufficient." ”

"Yes, let's wait and see!" the emperor smiled, but did not speak.

On the sword platform, Xiao Tian held the Tianyang Sword in his hand, his handsome face was concentrating, staring at Huang Fu Nan, and Huang Fu Nan, squinting his cold eyes, looked at Xiao Tian.

In the air, there was an invisible smoke of gunpowder.

"Senior brother, usually, senior brother is a little arrogant and domineering, and he has some prejudices against you, senior brother knows that he is wrong, and I hope you don't mind, junior brother!" Huang Funan looked at Xiao Tian and said in a condensed voice.

Hearing Huang Funan's words, Xiao Tian's heart was full of surprise, and he said, "If Senior Brother really has this idea, I won't mind!"

"I'm afraid of you, the dog can't change the ****!" Xiao Tian rolled his eyes, looked Huang Funan up and down, and secretly guarded himself in his heart, always feeling that this guy in front of him would have a trick to inflict on him.

"Okay, let's write off our grievances, how about it?" asked Huang Funan.

"I'm still the same sentence, if senior brother really has this heart, I shouldn't care about it!" Xiao Tian, his eyes moved slightly, and he replied in a condensed voice.

"Bell~!"

The gold-coated referee rings the bell, and the game officially begins!

Everyone looked nervously at the sword platform!

"Whew~!"

A breeze blew, and the atmosphere changed suddenly.

Huangfu Nanbao is a big dragon knife, a six-petal treasure weapon, the blade is three feet long, and both sides of the knife are a dragon pattern.

Huang Fu Nan frowned, a murderous intent leaked from his eyes, the big knife in his hand broke away in an instant, and the scabbard shot towards Xiao Tian.