On the judging table, Elder Heng Yuan saw the scene of Wu Fan and Yuan Qing, touched his chin, and said to Shen Keyuan next to him: "These two little guys are fighting very fiercely." ”

Shen Keyuan is also Wu Fan's master, nodded and said: "In today's battle, Wu Fan is afraid that he will have to rest for three or five days before he can come over, just talking about the Yuanli martial arts of these two people, Wu Fan still has a slight advantage, if he fights like this, he can fight for a victory." ”

"It's hard to say, if this Yuan Qing kid is ruthless, he still has a chance to win. Heng Yuan said with some interest, "This little guy, I have the heart to accept him." ”

Shen Keyuan arched his hand and congratulated: "Oh, then congratulations to Brother Heng for receiving another good disciple." ”

"Where is it to accept a good disciple again, if it is really accepted, it will be my closed disciple, and I will definitely cultivate him well. Heng Yuan said with some expectation.

It was too late, it was fast, and before the words of the two elders were finished, I saw Wu Fan wrapping the fireball around his body, and suddenly shrank to the body of the gun, and the original ordinary spear became fiery red in an instant, and the body of the gun trembled, as if it was a fierce beast, but at this time, he held Wu Fan's hand, and once he let go, he didn't know what kind of power he was going to release.

The phantom of Yuan Qing's knife, which had reached a length of four or five meters by the end, was four or five meters long, sometimes revealing golden light, and it was also with an unstoppable momentum.

The phantom swayed with the swing of the blade, and saw Yuan Qing tilting the big knife downward, his movements clumsy, as if the big knife was extremely heavy at this moment, and then he kicked the ground with both legs, jumped high with the knife, and slashed towards Wu Fan.

Wu Fan squinted his eyes, Yuan Qing had already reached the top of his head, and the phantom of the big knife fell immediately, and before the phantom came, Wu Fan had already felt the oppression of the strong sword. Immediately, the crimson spear circled around his waist, and a huge crimson spear shadow shot out from the head of the spear, fiercely facing the knife shadow.

Seeing this, Heng Yuan nodded slightly: "It seems that this Yuan Qing is really the disciple I want to accept, he is really ruthless, he knows that he will be defeated, but in order to avoid being knocked out of the ring, he chose such a way to fight." Shen Keyuan frowned.

The shadow of the knife and the shadow of the gun collided together, and a huge sonic boom was heard, which shocked the onlookers to cover their ears and open their mouths, and their bodies shook. Yuan Qing was already soaring, but at this time, he was hit by this huge impact force, and flew out a few meters, and when he fell to the ground, the tiger's mouth cracked, and he was dizzy, and he was staggering under his feet, and he was almost unstable.

Yuan Qing hurriedly supported it with a knife, and at this time, he was supported by the ruthlessness that refused to admit defeat, otherwise he would have been lying on the ground. Yuan Qing took a deep breath, slowly adjusted his body, and after half a sound, he spit out a mouthful of red blood, his face was also blackened, his hair was scattered, and he was extremely embarrassed.

And Wu Fan was also holding a spear at this time, supporting his body, and his legs were trembling very much. Where he stood, the stone floor was cracked and dented with his feet, and it was a meter long and wide, and two or three feet deep.

After this "Breaking Martial Arts Slash", Wu Fan was not as serious as Yuan Qing's injury, but at this time, his Yuan Force was almost exhausted, and his physical strength was too much consumed. The two rested like this, and there was no movement for a long time.

Seeing this, the referee on the field asked: "If you can't hold on, you can choose to admit defeat, does anyone admit defeat?" Wu Fan heard this and remained silent. And Yuan Qing raised the big knife and roared loudly: "I don't admit defeat." The referee gave Yuan Qing a thumbs up and signaled for the competition to continue.

Yuan Qing smiled a little crazily, and said, "It's annoying, I don't have Yuan Force! My Yuan Force is much deeper than yours, hehe..Take me another move." After speaking, the palm of his hand swiped the blade of the knife, and the big knife flashed with a golden light, and he staggered towards Wu Fan slightly.

Wu Fan wanted to try to use Yuan Li, but he couldn't raise Yuan Li at all, this feeling made him crazy, did the top three really miss out?

Yuan Qing's body sank slightly, swirling, and swept towards Wu Fan with a horizontal knife, and Wu Fan turned his gun to catch up. Where can Wu Fan, who has lost his Yuan power, still be Yuan Qing's opponent, the weapons collided, and Wu Fan's spear almost came out.

Yuan Qing didn't give up, and then slashed it again. Wu Fan couldn't stop this knife, if he raised his gun again, the spear would definitely come out of his hand, and he wanted to dodge quickly, but he didn't listen to the call at his feet, and Wu Fan's anxious eyes were about to burst into flames.

Suddenly, Yuan Qing felt his arm soften, and the knife that had been cut over seemed to float past at this time. Yuan Qing was puzzled, and the speed of the knife slowed down, only to hear Wu Fan roar, easily dodging the knife, and the spear immediately blocked Yuan Qing.

Yuan Qing's whole person was provoked, and he was already injured a lot, and he was always supported by that ruthlessness. Now being picked up like this again, Yuan Qing fell heavily to the ground and fainted. Picking Yuan Qing away, Wu Fan also fell to the ground and gasped for breath, with a crazy smile on his face.