The sonorous sound of the landing attracted everyone, and everyone wondered, in this shocking battle, is Feng Wuyan going to admit defeat?

But the next moment, the wind danced again. The immortal determination of ten thousand laws is running in the spiritual sea, and the colorful light of the divine tasseled rainbow is continuously injected into his body, making the spiritual power around him vigorous, as turbulent as a volcanic eruption, and as amazing as the monstrous waves of the sea. His right hand was gently raised, and his fingers were stretched out into a palm, which was just a simple gesture, but it contained a mysterious and mysterious mystery. Everyone saw it, as if they were in the gods, as if in the vast red dust, they saw a towering peak.

They stared at the mystery emanating from this posture, as if they were contemplating enlightenment, as if they were improving, and those who had cultivated higher looked at it for a while, and suddenly felt that the land of the spiritual sea was strange, like purple qi coming from the east, like golden light coming from the west.

"This is ......" Feng Feipeng took a few steps forward, and looked at Song Changfeng in disbelief, not only that, but even the Xuan Min National Master, who had never paid attention to the results, suddenly got up.

The dragon entered the body, and at this moment, Dongfang Bai's whole body exuded two kinds of light, golden and blue, shining directly on the sky and shooting at the sky and the sky, like the sun shining on the earth, and Ye Ye was shining. There are countless sword shadows and dragon qi around, layer by layer, wave by wave, extending outward, heaven and earth are shocked, wind and clouds are changing, the entire spiritual land peak is shrouded in a layer of sword qi, extremely dangerous, countless people retreated hundreds of zhang in fear, and even many disciples with shallow cultivation flew back to Xiuren Peak for refuge.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a burst of angry dragon roars, sword shadows covered with the sky, with great power, attacked the wind dance in an impermeable way.

Contrary to Dongfang Bai's burst out of the supreme aura, the wind dance still presents a simple and mysterious posture at this moment, with several changes, and a great trend of heaven and earth emerges.

Sword shadows shot out, emitting dazzling light. But before he could get close to the wind and dance, he suddenly disappeared and disappeared without a trace, like a mud cow entering the sea, without a trace of waves.

In the distance, everyone was terrified, and they watched this final battle, and their whole hearts were raised, and they were very nervous. Especially the disciples of the Xiaoliuyun Sect and the Dongyue Sect, they can't wait to be a finger and a hair on the body of Feng Wuyan and Dongfang Bai, contributing to them.

"Roar!"

After the sword shadows, the dragon roared again, only to see Dongfang Bai holding the sword of the hidden dragon in both hands, falling from the sky, slashing and killing, like the sky falling, forcing people's hearts and minds, unable to breathe.

But the wind dance is still such a simple and complicated posture, a little strange, but full of charm, people want to watch it, and the aftertaste is endless.

"Kill!"

Dongfang Bai shouted angrily, and the dragon wrapped around the sword body, followed the sword, and sent a fatal blow.

"One Strike in a Thousand Years, Fight Matchless!" "Wind Dance Pheasant drank lightly, like a thunderstorm in the sky, like a yellow bell roaring, shocking everyone's minds, and then looking at it, I saw that he actually turned his palm into a sword finger, and fought against the sword of the hidden dragon with a mere mortal body.

At this moment, the golden light is shining, the green flowers are scorching, the streamer is brilliant, the sky is flying, the dragon roars to shake the sky, the sword wind is urging, the wind and clouds are changing color, and the sky is dark. Everyone was shocked back by the aftermath of the explosion, unable to see their eyes and unable to hear their ears, as if they were in a daze.

"Ding!"

A pleasant and crisp voice sounded, and after a long time, Feng Feipeng sat down in his seat in shock, and muttered in disbelief, "One strike in a thousand years, one blow in a thousand years......"

When everything is gone, the sky is clear again, in mid-air, the body of the wind dancer falls like a fallen leaf, the whole body is covered with blood, falling to the ground, has long been exhausted, and falls to the ground, but his hand still retains that posture, simple and mysterious, making people unable to take their eyes off, but at this moment his right palm forward, looking at the situation, it is Dongfang Bai lying in a huge hole.

His clothes were shattered, and he lay in a humanoid hole in the ground, spitting blood, his body trembling, his whole face was dim, his eyes were blank, and the sword of the hidden dragon had disappeared and returned to his spiritual sea.

Everyone stared at this scene in a daze, in shock, unable to reply for a long time, completely forgetting the reaction.

Suddenly, Qiu Zihua shouted, "Oh! we won, little pheasant, you won......"

The voice of surprise and joy spread throughout the entire martial arts field, and at this call, the entire Xiaoliuyun Sect people shouted, and even Yu Shuzi and the others couldn't help shouting, completely forgetting their proper identity.

Xiaoliuyun Sect was happy, but the Dongyue Sect here all looked gloomy, sad and disappointed, especially the head of the sect, Feng Feipeng, who sat on the chair and muttered: "One strike in a thousand years, one blow in a thousand years......"

Li Tianwang, the tota hand, even ran directly to Wutai, rescued Dongfang Bai, and lost his spiritual power to help him recover.

"This time the competition is invalid, it doesn't count!" Liu Changchun suddenly said loudly forward, causing the anger of the entire Xiaoliuyun Sect.

"Why not?" Pang Hao was the first to rush forward and shouted: "The head of the four sects and the national teacher of Xuan Min saw with their own eyes, Feng Wuyan beat Dongfang Bai to the ground, obviously it was Feng Wuyan who won, why not count? Could it be that you Dongyue faction are only allowed to win, and others are not allowed to win? If this is the case, what kind of four sects are still being held, just let your Dongyue faction directly lead the four factions to fight against the Praruo cult!"

Liu Changchun's eyes were angry, and he shouted: "Ignorant junior, what are you!" He didn't pay attention to Pang Hao at all, but looked at Yu Quanzi and said angrily: "Feng Wuyan cheated, the last attack he used was neither the Seven Star Heavenly Technique nor your Xiaoliu Cloud Sect's Four Yuan Martial Arts, what kind of sword trick and magic trick is this? Why have I never used it in your Xiaoliu Cloud Sect? If there is such a powerful sword technique, why would you let the Dragon Slaying Oath be bullied to the doorstep?"

The muscles on Yu Shuzi's face trembled, and his expression was very angry, and he couldn't help but speak at this moment: "Deputy Sect Leader Liu hasn't seen it, isn't it? Let's just say that the sword trick just now was created by Yan'er before the torrent of the mountain behind you." Not only will Yan'er will, but even Zhang Yueyao will. After speaking, he glanced at Zhang Yueyao, Zhang Yueyao stepped forward with understanding, sacrificed a single blade, and reproduced the sword technique with a stunning posture.

"What kind of attack is this?" asked Liu Changchun unwillingly.

"This is created by the wind and dancing and watching the rolling torrent, called the Witness of the Moon!" Zhang Yueyao retracted her heart and returned to Yu Xuanzi's side.

"Hmph!" Liu Changchun still refused to admit defeat, and asked rhetorically: "Even if it was the attack style created by his Wind Dance, what about the last blow?

"You ......" At this time, Yushuzi and the others didn't know how to answer.

"Senior Brother Liu!" At this moment, Feng Feipeng came back to his senses and said slowly: "The last attack used by the Wind Dancing Pheasant is the legendary Fighting Matchless, a thousand years of blows. This Dharma inheritance is very bizarre, and it comes out once in a thousand years, so you only hear its name, but you don't know its style. ”

Feng Feipeng looked at the other three sect leaders, and they all nodded in agreement.

"Alas, junior brother, we lost!" Feng Feipeng sighed helplessly and said, "Since Shengyu is born, He Shengliang is ah!"