He Xian roared angrily, and the only remaining True Yuan in his body was mobilized, and the fourth-order low-level spear in his hand bloomed with endless brilliance, and the combination of human and spear turned into a sharp streamer and attacked the iron ink.

Looking at He Xian, who was trying his best to fight, there was a flash of appreciation in Tiemo's eyes, but the attack in his hand did not spare the slightest.

I saw Tie Mo clenching his hands into fists, and with a move in front of him, a dark luster emanated from the top and bottom of his body, enveloping Tie Mo in it, as if it were a huge piece of meteoric iron.

"Boom!" At the same time, the spear streamer that He Xian turned into also crossed the distance between each other, and bombarded Tie Mo's body heavily.

A violent roar sounded, and the powerful energy quickly spread out to the surroundings centered on He Xian and Tie Mo, shaking the entire martial arts arena violently.

The audience in the audience clearly saw that after the spear streamer turned by He Xian hit the body of Tiemo, the brilliance around him was actually surging towards the body of Tiemo at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Xuanling Overlord!" A low angry shout sounded, and the dark black luster around Tie Mo's body suddenly flourished, and finally turned into a huge fist mark and bombarded the tip of He Xian's spear.

Powerful power gushed out in an instant, and in an instant, He Xian's entire person was blown away, and there was a continuous sound of broken bones on He Xian's body.

Bang! He Xian's body slammed heavily on the pale golden light mask around the martial arts platform, and finally slid down the light mask softly, slumped on the martial arts platform, and there was no movement at all.

Seeing this scene, Tie Mo was shocked, and said in his heart: "My mother, Lao Tzu just fought back to kill this guy! It doesn't matter if he dies, but if Lao Tzu is eliminated, it will be very bad!"

Thinking like this in his heart, Tie Mo stepped out and swept towards He Xian.

At this time, He Xian's fingers, who were paralyzed on the ground, moved slightly, obviously still breathing.

Seeing this, the referee of the second group also directly announced: "This battle is iron-clad and winning!"

In the second scene, Zhong Wuyue vs. Wang Tong. After Tiemo and the two stepped down, the second group of referees announced who would fight next on stage.

Hearing the name read out by the referee, several people next to him all looked at Lin Budang with a smile and said, "Brother Budang, I didn't expect to see your disciple on stage and fight so soon." ”

"Brother An, don't show favoritism for me just because this kid is my disciple, I'll be the first one who won't agree!" Lin Budang laughed and joked to the second group of judges.

"That's natural, if the junior brother really does this, I'm afraid that the first brother will not be able to spare me, but with the strength of the brother of the party, the disciples who have been trained must also be superior in strength!" said Wu Anzhi, the referee of the second group.

And that Zhong Wuyue is also worthy of being a disciple of Lin Budang, not only has he cultivated to the double peak of the Xuanzun Realm, but his swordsmanship is even more perfect, but he defeated Wang Tong in a few moves.

"Brother Budang's disciple is really extraordinary!" At that moment, everyone congratulated Lin Budang one after another.

"The third scene, Zhao

Yi to Liu Yang. ”

"Zhao Yi, it's your turn, come on!" Hearing Zhao Yi's name, Guo Ying smiled and raised her little fist at him, with a look of encouragement on her face.

Zhao Yi smiled slightly, and walked straight to the martial arts platform.

Zhao Yi's opponent was a young man who looked to be about twenty-six or seventeen years old, holding a fiery red long sword in his hand, his face was cold, but he looked at Zhao Yi with disdain.

In Liu Yang's opinion, Zhao Yi is only seventeen or eighteen years old, no matter how high his talent is, it is only not long after he broke through the Xuanzun realm, and it coincides with the martial arts conference, so he came to see the world.

Although the other party's talent is extraordinary, how can he be compared to a strong person like himself who has already broken through the Xuanzun Realm, and now has reached the peak of the Xuanzun Realm and is about to break through to the Xuanzun Realm?

"Young man, I won't deceive you, you can strike first. Liu Yang said lightly.

Zhao Yi smiled faintly, with the strength of his soul power, it was just a clear investigation of the other party's cultivation in an instant, and the cultivation of the first peak of the Xuanzun Realm had reached the second level of sword intent, but it was also quite extraordinary, and it was also considered the top among the powerhouses of the same level.

It's just that if you compare it to yourself, it's not worth mentioning.

At that moment, Zhao Yi put a pair of red fist gloves on his hand before coming to the stage, and the golden-red sword in the dantian spun up quickly, and a large stream of geocentric flames gushed out of it, running along the meridians to Zhao Yi's fist, and finally Ping Ping punched out.

Seeing Zhao Yi attacking like this, Liu Yang sneered in his heart, thinking that Zhao Yi was so shocked by this grand scene that he didn't know how to fight, so he attacked so casually.

At that moment, Liu Yang's unthinking horizontal sword was blocked in front of his chest, and after blocking Zhao Yi's punch, he immediately started to defeat him.

However, what Liu Yang didn't expect was that as soon as he came into contact with Zhao Yi's punch strength, he felt an overwhelming powerful force rushing towards him, and his extremely strong body protection true yuan was shattered.

Under the heavy blow, Liu Yang's figure suddenly flew backwards uncontrollably, flying straight out of a hundred and ten meters before falling back to the ground.

The footsteps stepped back on the martial arts platform and retreated more than ten steps before he wanted to stop his figure, but he felt that the momentum had not disappeared, and he withdrew more than ten steps again and again, and it was difficult to stop the backward figure.

And under such repeated regressions, Liu Yang is already about to retreat to the edge of the martial arts platform.

As soon as Liu Yangfang stopped his body, he felt a burst of annoyance in his chest, his qi and blood churned violently, he couldn't stop rushing up, and finally he couldn't suppress it, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

At the same time, Zhao Yi attacked again like a shadow, the same straight punch, but the golden-red fist strength shone so brightly that Liu Yang's eyes were distracted.

Although Fang Cai himself didn't put the young man in front of him in his eyes because of carelessness, but the opponent's straight punch can hurt himself and vomit blood, what kind of powerful strength is this?

Is this kind of power really something you can contend with?

Asking himself like this in his heart, Liu Yang also shouted loudly: "I admit defeat!"

Although he lost this battle, as long as he conserved his strength and defeated enough opponents in the next battle, he would also have a chance to advance, and there was no need to put his energy into this opponent that he couldn't deal with at all.

Otherwise, once the opponent is seriously injured, he will inevitably be unable to participate in the subsequent battle, and then it will be a big loss!

As soon as Liu Yang shouted to admit defeat, Zhao Yi immediately stopped his figure, and the punch in his hand also moved, slightly deflected a little angle, and finally rubbed Liu Yang's side and blasted into the shield behind him.

Rumble!

A huge roar sounded, and the pale golden shield trembled fiercely under Zhao Yi's punch. The powerful force was vented, forming a huge shock wave, which provoked his figure to stumble forward from behind him.

The power of this punch is even more than that punch!

Thinking about this section in his heart, Liu Yang was even more glad in his heart, glad that he was not desperate to fight with this boy who looked eight or nine years younger than him.

If that's the case, I'm afraid that my trip to the martial arts conference will end here.

"In this battle, Zhao Yi won!" the second group of referees simply announced.

Zhao Yi shrugged his shoulders, walked off the martial arts platform, and returned to his seat.

"Tsk, you can hurt your opponent with just one punch, and before the second punch is struck, you will be scared that the opponent will automatically surrender and admit defeat, Zhao Yi, you are really powerful. As soon as Zhao Yi sat back in his seat, Guo Ying smiled.

"yes, I think I'm pretty good!" Zhao Yi said with a stinking laugh.

The two of them smiled and looked at the battle of the other martial arts arenas. When I looked at the martial arts arena of the seventh group, I happened to see the previous battle end and the contestants of the next battle walking up.

And among those two, there is one person who is He Huan!

"I didn't expect Senior Brother He Huan to come on the field so soon, his killing sword intent broke through to the fourth level under the guidance of Vice Dean Chu, presumably his strength is also extremely strong!" Looking at He Huan who walked onto the martial arts platform, Zhao Yi sighed.

In Zhao Yi's heart, he has always felt that He Huan's strength is extremely strong, even if it is himself, it is difficult to say that he can win lightly. Especially He Huan's talent in sword intent, even if he is slightly inferior, he is always half a level behind the other party.

Although Zhao Yi's cultivation has completely surpassed He Huan now, and he has awakened the memory of his previous life, Zhao Yi is still not completely sure that he can defeat He Huan.

And when he saw He Huan's opponent, Zhao Yi's face also became solemn: "Senior Brother He Huan's opponent is not simple, he is only afraid that this battle will be a little tricky." ”

In Zhao Yi's perception, the other party's cultivation was already a Gundam Xuanzun Realm Triple Layer!