Zhou Yuan's cold drink echoed, falling in the ears of many people in the Wind Pavilion, but this sentence was somewhat familiar, think about it carefully, when Zhou Yuanchu came to the Wind Pavilion two months ago, in the face of Jin Teng's provocation, didn't he also add a sword to this sentence?

At that time, a sword directly defeated Jin Teng and established Zhou Yuan's position as the deputy pavilion master, and today's sword, can it be as powerful as it was back then? ! Take this to completely sit in the position of the master of the Shifeng Pavilion?!

Airplanes!

The monstrous sword light was wrapped in a terrifying momentum, and under one sword, it was as if the sky was cut open by a sword, attracting countless terrifying sights.

No one expected that Zhou Yuan's sword, which had been brewed to the extreme, would be as strong as this!

In Chen Beifeng's red eyes, a hint of fear also emerged at this time, but he also knew that this was his last chance, if he couldn't resist Zhou Yuan's peak sword, he wouldn't want to get involved in the position of the Wind Pavilion Master today!

Once he fails here, he will inevitably be abandoned by the Heavenly Spirit Sect, and at that time, he was tired of Elder Xi Jing, how could he be mixed up in the Tianyuan Cave?

That's a complete ruin!

So, he must not fail!

Roar!

Chen Beifeng roared, suppressing the fear in his heart, the source qi in his body burst out without reservation at this time, the source qi fused with the worm sand, and his flesh and blood began to wither, which was caused by the essence blood being swallowed by the worm sand.

But Chen Beifeng didn't care about this, the worm sand source qi was frantically compressed, and in the end, outside his body, an extremely thick layer of blood-red heavy armor was formed.

His flesh and blood withered, but at this time, his body was already several feet tall, and the violent bloody aura permeated out, making him look like a Shura giant crawling out of the abyss.

"Do you think I'm Jin Teng?!"

"Red Demon Immortal Armor!"

He raised his head to the sky and roared, and the whistling shook the void.

Airplanes!

And it was at this moment that the monstrous sword light slashed down.

The Scarlet Giant's arms were crossed, and blood bloomed.

Clang!

Under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, the sword light slashed above the arms of the blood-red giant, and suddenly a crisp sound of gold and iron resounded in the sky.

Boom!

The furious source qi impact swept directly.

The hard stone slabs of the huge square were all cracked and collapsed at this time, and deep cracks spread out, splitting the square apart.

The surrounding lakes were even more set off by monstrous waves, which swept away like endless waves, with an amazing momentum, but those huge waves would automatically dissipate when they approached the surrounding onlookers, as if they were directly dissolved by an invisible powerful force.

Some people glanced at the two figures at the top, knowing that these should be two powerhouses of the legal domain who casually defused the impact.

However, more people didn't care about this situation, and their eyes were just staring at the square in the middle of the lake, which was hidden by the curtain of water.

They really wanted to know if this last collision was the sharper of Zhou Yuan's sword, or the thicker magic armor that Chen Beifeng had done his best?!

At the Fire Pavilion, Lu Xiao and Han Yuan also stopped talking, their eyes staring at the field.

Faced with this situation, Lu Xiao, who had been acting indifferent, slowly clenched his palms.

This time the collision will determine the choice of the master of the Wind Pavilion!

On Lin Ge's side, Mu Qingyan asked in a nervous whisper, "Which of them can win?" ”

Mu Liu rubbed his chin and couldn't answer, because Chen Beifeng's desperate outburst at the last moment was also quite amazing, so the current victory or defeat is really hard to say.

And the most nervous people in the field were none other than the people in the Wind Pavilion, after all, the results that appeared would have a real impact on them.

But whether it was Ye Bingling, Yi Qiushui, or those who supported Chen Beifeng, they all didn't dare to make a sound at this time, staring at the water curtain in the sky, and their eyes didn't dare to blink.

Whoa!

And in the almost silent world, the curtain of water finally fell, splashing the mist in the sky.

The scene in the field is also slowly revealed, and it becomes clear.

The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was the messy square, and on the entire square, a huge sword mark almost split it in two.

Zhou Yuan's figure stood in mid-air, and a much dimmer sword pill swirled around him, and then drilled into his body, and his shocking momentum was gradually fading at this time.

At the end of the huge sword mark, a blood-red giant figure stood like an iron tower, and at this time he maintained a posture of crossing his arms on the top, and his body did not move at all.

There is still breath circulating around him.

"Chen Beifeng resisted it?!"

Seeing this scene, the surroundings suddenly erupted in an uproar.

Lu Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while Ye Bingling and Yi Qiushui couldn't help but turn white, because they also knew that the previous sword was almost the peak of Zhou Yuan now, and it was impossible to have another sword in a short period of time...

Countless voices of regret quietly sounded.

This week's dark horse posture seems to be coming to an end here?

However, Zhou Yuan's own regretful voice outside the field was as if he had not heard it, his eyes glanced at Chen Beifeng who was like a Shura below, and then he didn't pay attention to it, but turned around directly, stepped into the air, and walked towards the volley outside the field.

Looking at his behavior, some people muttered, is this just giving up?

But the moment Zhou Yuan stepped out of the square, the whole square suddenly trembled violently, and then collapsed suddenly, turned into rubble, and fell into the lake.

And on Chen Beifeng's blood-red demon armor, subtle cracks emerged, and then turned into blood-red powder and floated down.

In just a few breaths, the magic armor turned into ashes.

Chen Beifeng's corpse-like body was revealed.

The crimson in his eyes had receded, replaced by a deep sense of fear.

On his body, a streak of blood appeared, but there was no blood seeping out, because the blood in his body had been swallowed by insect eggs...

Chen Beifeng glanced down at the blood line on his body, he knew that the previous sword not only killed the insect demon armor, but also almost cut him in two, obviously, at the last moment, Zhou Yuan left his hand a little.

"I'm not reconciled..."

"I've worked hard for many years, why, did I fail in this last step?!"

He remembered that two months ago, when Zhou Yuan first arrived at the Wind Pavilion, he defeated the provocative Jin Teng with a sword in front of him, and at that time he was quite disdainful of Zhou Yuan's clumsy Liwei, but who would have thought that two months later, he would also be defeated by this sword.

Endless tiredness and unwilling surging in, Chen Beifeng's dry body slowly fell backwards, and finally fell into the lake with a pop.

At this moment, the area around the lake was quiet again.

Then countless eyes instantly turned to the young figure walking in the air, and the next moment, a deafening cheer resounded on the Wind Island.

Lu Xiao's face became gloomy, and Han Yuan on the side also frowned.

On the side of the Wind Pavilion, Ye Bingling and Yi Qiushui were crying with joy, the feeling of ups and downs almost made them a little unbearable, and around them, those who supported Zhou Yuan had already roared with joy.

Those neutrals who have been waiting and watching are also cheering and cheering without hesitation at this time.

Countless eyes from heaven and earth converged on the young figure, and there were different emotions in the eyes, some curious, some angry, and some happy.

However, no matter what, they couldn't deny that today's battle for the Lord of the Wind Pavilion had brought them a wonderful show.

At the top, Xi Jing and Xuankun Sect Master also watched the scene calmly.

The Xuankun Sect Master's gaze paused on Zhou Yuan for a long time, and then gradually closed his eyes, and there was not the slightest emotion on his face, like an abyss.

Xi Jing also ignored the dumb Xuankun Sect Master, a pair of clear eyes stared at Zhou Yuan's figure, and a smile flashed from the depths of his eyes, this little junior brother does have some skills, no wonder he can be selected by the master and his old man.

She stood up, and the next moment, a clear and pleasant voice resounded in the heavens and the earth, with a deafening cheer.

"Today's battle between the Pavilion Masters of the Wind Pavilion, the result has been out..."

"From now on, this generation of Wind Pavilion Pavilion Masters is... Zhou Yuan! ”

(The two watches are here again.) ）