readx;??? Xin Peng and Yi Tianxing both use swords, but one cultivates to the ninth level of the Earth Martial Realm, the other is only the sixth level of the Earth Martial Realm, one is the peerless genius of the Baishan Country, the suzerain, and the other is the so-called Tianjiao of the third-class small country. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There is no need to fight at all, the result is already clear. Mo said that no one in the Seven Hundred Mountains Kingdom was optimistic about Yi Tianxing, even on the side of the Great Xia Kingdom, and no one would think that Yi Tianxing could win.

However, when the two swords bombarded together, everyone realized that the reality seemed to be a little different from what they imagined.

Xin Peng, like his nickname, uses an arc-shaped long sword like a full moon, and as soon as he strikes, it is a silver sword full of murderous intent.

These swords are like a waning moon hanging in the sky, forming a galaxy sword flood similar to a sea of stars, bursting so that the air "bangs", which looks very terrifying.

Yi Tianxing's cultivation was weaker, but the incomparable sword qi released by the giant sword in his hand was equally amazing. It is not as gorgeous and dazzling as the Xinpeng Cold Moon Sword, but it has more purity and killing that belongs to the true meaning of swordsmanship.

Almost as soon as the two of them made a move, Ling Zhi saw that the gap in strength between the two was far from as big as people imagined, even if Xin Peng could win in the end, it would never be an overwhelming victory, and he even had to pay a painful price for this victory.

Sure enough, as soon as Xin Peng and Yi Tianxing handed it over, a hint of strangeness appeared in his eyes. I didn't expect the opponent to be so tough. Soon, however, that glimmer was replaced by a great calm.

"The six-fold ants of the Earth Martial Realm of the mere vassal countries, even if you really have some ability, if you meet me Xinpeng, can you really turn the sky?"

Pulling out a sword flower casually, and pulling away from the opponent, the corner of Xin Peng's mouth hooked a sneer, and suddenly stepped forward, "The cold sword is like a tide......

With a clear drink, the endless sword shadows were like the angry waves of the rivers and lakes that were reversed, overwhelmingly surging towards Yi Tianxing, and the huge killing intent and powerful vitality were stirred out from these waves of the sword sea, even the spectators who were far away felt their scalps tingle.

Such sword skills, such supernatural powers, are simply terrifying.

It was only at this time that a wave of enlightenment was born in everyone's hearts. Why can the White Mountain Kingdom become the suzerainty of everyone here, why do these geniuses of the White Mountain Country obviously not have more eyes and an extra head, but their strength is that they can crush the same level.

Everything, just because, they are the White Mountain Country, and only the genius of the White Mountain Country is the real genius!

Yi Tianxing's strength is indeed not bad, especially his sword cultivation, which far exceeds his cultivation realm, but no matter how strong he is, his face is a little pale when he sees this move coming.

But the surprise was only fleeting, and soon, Yi Tianxing's face became extremely calm, "Your strength is indeed stronger than mine, but if you want to win, you have to leave something behind......"

As if to prove his words, Yi Tianxing's heavy sword in his hand suddenly waved, and the sword killing momentum of the sacrifice instantly condensed, turning into a thick giant sword again, this giant sword ignored all the sword torrents and rolled angrily, as if cutting a piece of tofu, and blasted out a bloody path in the terrifying sword torrent of the opponent, and slashed straight at Xin Peng's body on the opposite side.

"Crazy, are you really crazy?"

In the distance, seeing that his Cold Moon Sword Sea was about to bury Yi Tianxing, Xin Peng did not have any joy on his face, but was extremely depressed and angry.

Since becoming famous, he has experienced too many battles, but he never thought that someone would be so stupid as to trade his life for a blow that could only hurt the opponent.

Yes, it's just possible.

Even if Yi Tianxing gathered a heavy sword of his life's strength and successfully pierced the blockade of Xinpeng's kendo torrent, the best result was only to leave a wound on Xinpeng's body, and the price he paid was pierced through his heart by ten thousand swords and turned into powder.

On one side is the demise of the enemy, and on the other side is the price of oneself to pay a little for oneself.

If it's normal, it's everyone who knows how to choose.

But Xin Peng quit.

If he wants to win against Yi Tianxing, he must win with absolute superiority and overwhelmingly.

What is it now? Kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800 yourself?

So without any hesitation, even though the enemy's throat was only a line away from death, Xin Peng still withdrew the terrifying sword torrent and slashed towards the speeding giant sword.

Boom!

A sound of Jin Ge intersecting, the terrifying vitality exploded, and the giant sword sent by Yi Tianxing flew out of the sky for the first time, Xin Peng's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but retreat a few steps before stabilizing his body.

On the other side, as his giant sword was flying, Yi Tianxing opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but a trace of madness appeared on his face, "What? Aren't you going to eat the ants of our Great Xia Kingdom?"

"Lao Tzu killed you!"

Xin Peng was furious, and was about to urge the sword to kill this hateful boy with a sword, but Jun Hao on the roof spoke, "Okay!"

"What? What did you say?" Xin Peng's face froze, and he looked at Jun Hao unwillingly.

Jun Hao waved his hand, "I said, that's enough." ”

Xin Peng gritted his teeth and said, "But, I haven't lost yet!"

Jun Hao said: "Of course you didn't lose, but you have already lost!"

Lost people!

These three words exploded in my heart like a thunderbolt, and the killing intent in my heart suddenly disappeared into invisibility.

Xin Peng understood what Jun Hao meant, if he hadn't taken the opportunity to regain his momentum just now and killed Yi Tianxing as a result of his injuries, maybe no one would have said anything.

But at the last minute, he backed down. Compared with the ruthless and resolute courage of the other party who wants to bite the enemy when he is dying, even if he is much stronger than the other party, he is acting like a clown at the moment.

"Crazy, these people in the Great Xia Kingdom, they are all crazy!"

In the crowd, Pang Deyu, a genius of Xingfeng Country, watched this scene, and a wry smile appeared in his heart. But I have to admit that whether it is the "Necromantic Sacrifice" of yesterday's battle, or the unyielding death of that kid just now, to a certain extent, it is more in line with the personality of a warrior and the sky.

Or, if you give them more time, these people from the Great Xia Kingdom may not be able to stand on a par with them.

On the square, hearing Jun Hao's three words "lost", Xin Peng was stunned on the spot, and it was not until a while later that he took a deep breath and walked back to his team silently, but he didn't even leave a word about the scene.

"Bang!

Suddenly, there was a burst of applause, and everyone looked for prestige, but it was a young man in the team of the White Mountain Country, whose face was paler than the dead, and applauded as if no one was around.

"Not bad, kind of interesting!"

This person is the cold-faced ghost Xiujie, after applauding, he looked at the people of the Great Xia Kingdom below: "I have to say, your hysterical style of play is indeed very eye-catching, and those who are idle, even if they cultivate several small realms higher than you, and have seen your lifeless play, I am afraid that they will not dare to challenge lightly." ”

Yun Sheng said with a cold face, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Xiu Jie laughed, "That's a good question, oh, by the way, I just forgot to introduce myself, in Xia Xiu Jie, people give the nickname of the cold-faced ghost." ”

Xuanyuan Bugu glanced at Zhan Qiankun next to him, and said, "Can you speak human words?"

Xiu Jie was not angry when he heard Xuanyuan Bugu's ridicule, and still said calmly: "Everyone, do you know why I am called a cold-faced ghost?"

"Who the knows why? Looking at your appearance of being a ghost or a ghost, you still have to guess?" Fang Han suddenly stood up and smiled lightly.

A trace of killing intent flashed in Xiu Jie's eyes, and he turned away, looked at Fang Han who spoke, and said: "Because, in Xia Ping's life, my favorite thing is to fight for life and death, so I hope you think about the object I am going to challenge next, because ......"

After a slow pause, Xiu Jie's murderous gaze fell directly on Fang Han, "In Xiu's hands, there is never a living mouth!"

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Never leave a mouth alive? Is this going to be wiped out?

Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on Fang Han's body.

Fang Han's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't feel Xiu Jie's threat at all, in the face of everyone's gaze, he even sketched an arc slightly, and slowly walked towards the front of the crowd, "Come on, I hope you are more than just a mouth!"

"Die!"

The cold-faced ghost was indeed a cold-faced ghost, and when he heard this, he didn't even hesitate for a moment, and his violent figure went straight to Fang Han.

He didn't sacrifice any weapons and magic weapons, but just punched Fang Han out.

However, it was this punch that spread out a sound wave of ghosts crying wolves in the air.

In this terrifying sound wave, Xiu Jie seemed to have turned into a real Shura demon, not only did his handsome face become hideous, but his straight body actually exuded bursts of disgusting corpse qi.

It's so strong!

It's scary!

This was the first thought of the crowd when they saw this trick.

Or it is not appropriate to describe it as strong, because this punch is completely beyond the scope of ordinary strong, but an extremely terrifying, extremely terrifying artistic conception.

"Is the mood supernatural?"

In the crowd, Ling Zhi looked at the cold-faced ghost's punch, and naturally thought of Shanhe's parting hook magic power earlier.

is also relying on an ordinary move, but the attack is not on the body itself, but directly to the soul.

The parting hook parting artistic conception is like this, Ling Zhi asked himself that his soul is stronger than anyone else, and he can't help but fall into it, and the fist of the cold-faced ghost at this moment is like this.

However, in a similar situation, because the opponent was replaced by Fang Han, Ling Zhi strangely did not feel half worried.

Sure enough, in the face of the terrifying punch that was like crying in prison, everyone fell into it more or less deeply, and there were the weak-willed onlookers who squatted directly on the ground, with a painful look on their faces.

But Fang Han, who was facing Xiu Jie, was still standing quietly as if he was nothing, watching quietly until he ......

When that punch was about to smash the door of Fang Han's face, a white light suddenly appeared, like a dawn before dawn, and the dark night instantly became brighter.

Laugh at!

The sound of endless gasps came out, and everyone was shocked, only to feel as if they had just had a nightmare, and when they came back to their senses, they only saw two figures quietly overlapping together.

Time, at this moment, seemed to stand still completely.

What's going on?

What just happened?

Aren't these two people going to fight to the death? Why did they stand together again?

What happened between them? Who wins, who loses?

The vast majority of people have doubts in their eyes, except for a few who are extremely powerful, such as Jun Hao, such as Xingfeng Country Wan Qiwen, such as ...... Great Xia Lingzhi.

"Star Eyes, is this the true power of Star Eyes?"

Looking at the two motionless people standing in the square, Ling Zhi's eyes froze slightly.

He always felt that Fang Han was not simple, but in his heart, he didn't really regard him as an opponent.

However, at this moment, after seeing the white light just now, Ling Zhi knew that he was wrong.

Fang Hanqi, perhaps, his strength is not worse than his own.

"Can you tell me, is this the magic weapon you used, or is it a martial spirit?"

In the center of the battlefield, separated by less than half a meter, Xiu Jie looked at Fang Han and asked in a deep voice.

Fang Han said: "Martial Spirit!"

Xiu Jie said again: "Name!"

Fang Han pointed to the faint eye mark on his forehead that had been closed, "I call it Star Eyes!"

"Star eyes?! Under the sky, there is still such a strong martial spirit!"

Xiu Jie's face changed, and he stared straight at Fang Han and said, "If what I expected is not bad, you can only send out that powerful attack just now, right?"

This is almost private, and it is also the secret of the martial artist's life, Fang Han did not hesitate at all, and nodded directly: "Yes, with my current cultivation, it can indeed only be issued once!"

Xiu Jie grinned, as if helpless, as if he was self-deprecating, "If I had known, your starry eye beam wouldn't have hurt me!"

Fang Han nodded again, "Yes." Suddenly, he smiled indifferently, "But, is it still important?"

Does it matter?

Xiu Jie raised his head and slowly looked towards the sky.

A gust of wind blew, and thick clouds dispersed, revealing a waning moon, hanging high in the sky.

Xiu Jie looked at the curvature of the waning moon, and suddenly had a strange feeling, as if it was a big mouth that was split open to reveal ridicule, and the object of ridicule was himself.

One last glance at the sky, Xiu Jie closed his eyes and slowly sat down on the ground.

Puff puff!

Ten thousand lines of blood burst out from his body, and Xiu Jie, who had just fallen to the ground, was like a leaky ball, allowing the blood to continue to surge, and his body withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Xiujie!"

On the roof, Jun Hao's eyes breathed fire, and with a wave of one hand, a big handprint fell on Xiu Jie, grabbing him from the ground and returning to him. Immediately raised two fingers, quickly pointed dozens of fingers on Xiu Jie's body, and took out an elixir of unknown material and sent it into Xiu Jie's mouth, and then put him on the ground.

After Xiu Jie's action, his withered body gradually recovered, but his eyes were still closed, and he didn't know who was going to work.

"How? Is he dead or alive?"

The other people from the Baishan Kingdom all looked over, and Jun Hao waved his hand and said, "That person should be merciful, he can't die for the time being, but ......"

"But what?"

"But I'm afraid that my cultivation will be wasted, even if I can wake up in the end, Qingzhou Dabi should be ......"

Jun Hao's voice didn't continue, but the others all clenched their fists, and their eyes lit up with rage.

Sen Leng's killing intent floated up, and the huge Honglu Temple Square instantly became a little colder.

This group of them came here with great interest, thinking of Liwei and letting the world see what the real genius of Baishan Kingdom looked like.

However, no one could have imagined that the final result would be like this.

The Great Xia Kingdom, a small country of the third rank, does not even have a master of the Nine Major Consummations of the Earth Martial Realm, among them, there is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and none of them are simple people.

When it comes to this field, even if you are as proud as Jun Hao, you don't want to continue.

However, it is bound to ride a tiger, and there are still many pairs of eyes watching.

If they go back like this today, don't say that the face of Baishan Country is lost, it is themselves, what kind of face do they have to participate in the Qingzhou Competition?

The good news is that things are not getting to the worst.

Although the nine people of the Great Xia Kingdom were strange, there shouldn't be many cases like that kid just now, and even Fang Han, he admitted that the kind of white light that would kill people could only be emitted once.

"Jun Hao, can't you get on? If you don't get on, then I'll go!"

Moyun Golden-winged Li Xin, who had not spoken since he came to the scene, spoke at this time.

If Jun Hao ranks second among the ten sons of Baishan, then Moyun Golden-winged Li Xin is a well-deserved top three candidates, even if Jun Hao is stronger than him, his strength is limited.

Therefore, even after seeing the surprise of the Great Xia Kingdom twice in a row, he still didn't have half a fear in his heart, only endless killing intent.

Jun Hao slowly straightened up, a strong confidence crossed his face, he did not answer Moyun Golden-winged Li Xin's words, but looked directly at the Nine Dao of the Great Xia Kingdom below: "Who is Ling Zhi, stand up yourself!"

Here it comes!

It's finally here!

Hearing Jun Hao's voice, not only did all the nine people of the Great Xia Kingdom cheer up, but even the geniuses of the other three second-class empires, as well as the other seven third-class small countries, all opened their eyes wide.

Ling Zhixiu is the lowest, but yesterday's performance in the square is obvious to all.

Even Wan Qiwen, who is as strong as the number one in Xingfeng Country, doesn't want to run into this person easily.

Ling Zhi smiled, walked out of the crowd, and said calmly, "I'm Ling Zhi." ”

Jun Hao squinted his eyes and suddenly smiled, "I heard that you have defeated Shanhe?"

Ling Zhi said: "So what?"

Jun Hao said coldly: "No, I just want to ask you for advice." ”

"Asking for advice?"

"Yes, you can defeat the mountains and rivers, how about you want to come to the idle people? Let's talk about it, you won't be unplanted, right?"

Ling Zhi looked left and right, and then glanced at the countless onlookers around him, and suddenly asked, "Who are you and Ling Zhi?"

"What? What did you say?"

Ling Zhi smiled coldly, "You like to play monkey shows to others, that's your own business, but I'm sorry, my Ling Zhi's kung fu is only used to kill people, not perform!"

Jun Hao was almost laughed at angrily, he asked himself if he was also a rebellious person, but no matter how rebellious he was, he was not as arrogant as the kid in front of him, and a killing intent suddenly rose, "Only killing, not acting?" Hahaha, good, it's really good, so do you think that I asked you for advice, it was a performance, and it was a monkey show for others to see?"

Ling Zhi suddenly took a step forward and said, "It just so happens that everyone is here today, and I will reiterate one last time, if you don't have the consciousness of death, it's best not to start a war lightly, because that may kill you." He looked straight at Jun Hao, "So, now you understand why I didn't fight you, right?"

After Ling Zhi finished speaking, he turned around and left, as if he didn't take Jun Hao in his eyes at all.

"Ha, Jun Hao, it's rare, it's rare, I didn't expect you to have today!"

"Hehe, Brother Jun, how is it? Does this taste good? That kid is ignoring you!"

Ling Zhi turned around, and the rest of the Baishan Kingdom immediately ridiculed Jun Hao with a sneer.

In fact, where to use people to motivate?

As early as when Ling Zhi said the six words "only kill people and don't perform", Jun Hao's heart was already full of killing intent.

As a man, the most unbearable thing is not to be ridiculed or self-righteous insults, but to ignore them, to ignore them.

"Guts rat, do you want to leave after letting out the bullshit? Since you are here today, you can't help whether you fight or not!"

Suddenly, Jun Hao slapped out with a palm, and the huge killing intent instantly enveloped Ling Zhi, "Mixed Yuan Thunderbolt!"