In the martial arts arena, the sound of killing is boiling, all kinds of tragic howls are mixed in at the same time, as long as there are people who fall to the ground, there will be personnel to come and drag them away, less than a quarter of an hour after the battle begins, the personnel in the field are less than half, of course, these are to ensure that no one is killed, after all, this is just a competition.

In the crowd, Zhao Xiaoyi held a long sword in his hand, stimulated by the strong smell of blood, his eyes were faintly red, and opposite him was a slightly strong young man, between the two of them looked at each other, as if there were sparks bursting.

That Ge Hong didn't have the slightest nonsense, the vitality in his body surged, and with the flash of light on his fist, his body burst towards Zhao Xiaoyi like lightning.

Looking at the tower-like figure sweeping by, Zhao Xiaoyi did not flinch, the long sword in his hand shook, and one after another sharp sword flowers were pulled out, and then slashed towards Ge Hong fiercely.

Zhao Xiaoyi didn't reserve it at all, and the shot was the Qingyun Sword, and the sharp sword and the sound of electricity made many people around take the initiative to dodge.

"The swordsmanship is so powerful. Looking at the overwhelming sword flowers, the rushing Ge Hong paused slightly, his eyes flashed with a faint look of surprise, although he didn't know what level Zhao Xiaoyi's swordsmanship was, but looking at Wang Ling's strength, it would definitely not be low, between the sword flowers, attack and defense were perfectly combined, leaving no gaps.

Ge Hong stared at the sword flower that was pulled, his steps retreated slightly, and he followed his hand to wipe the space ring, and a shining broadsword flashed in his hand.

"I see how good your swordsmanship is. He said in a deep voice, and then slashed the big knife in his hand and greeted Zhao Xiaoyi's sword flower in front of him.

In the field, with the interweaving of the two swords, there was a sudden sound of steel colliding, and waves of energy fluctuations spread quickly to both sides.

On the stands, looking at the wide long sword and sharp swordsmanship in Zhao Xiaoyi's hand, Master Liang's eyes narrowed slightly, this sword and swordsmanship obviously did not come from the Jingwu Academy, and the level of the sword skill did not seem to be low, and now even he couldn't figure out where Zhao Xiaoyi got these things.

"This kid is getting more and more mysterious, I just don't know if he can practice the Xuanzhong Hammer. Thinking of Zhao Xiaoyi's recent surge in strength, Liang Shi felt that he suddenly couldn't see through Zhao Xiaoyi, the Xuanzhong hammer he gave Zhao Xiaoyi was a high-level martial art, and it was difficult for people without any skills to learn it in a short period of time, if Zhao Xiaoyi could practice it in one day, it would mean that Zhao Xiaoyi was indeed a little tired during this time.

But for these, Master Liang didn't care, he really cared about Zhao Xiaoyi, when he was in the Jingwu Academy, Zhao Xiaoyi's usual cultivation of perseverance had already moved him, no matter what the means, it was best to win.

In the middle of the field, Zhao Xiaoyi's fierce sword fell, and the blade of the sword fell fiercely on Ge Hong's big knife, and the powerful anti-shock force made Ge Hongsheng retreat four or five steps.

The numbness on his arm made Ge Hong's face change slightly, Zhao Xiaoyi's Yuan Li was too weird, just now in the fight with Zhao Xiaoyi, he had a feeling of being electrocuted several times, and he almost missed, but now Zhao Xiaoyi's brutal strength has made him a lot more dignified.

"The kid's combat power is good, but if that's all you have, stay here!" Ge Hong shook his numb arm, and then the big knife was raised again.

"Kill!" With a low shout in his mouth, Ge Hong's arm shook, and with the gushing out of the vitality in his body, a layer of silver suddenly lingered on the big knife, and with the flow of silver mang, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality seemed to throb.

The violent killing aura spread from the knife, and with the smell of blood around him, Ge Hong felt as if he was in a killing field, and the killing intent became more and more intense.

"Give me death!" When the silver light on the knife was thick to an extreme degree, Ge Hong's body jumped, and the sharp knife immediately slashed down at Zhao Xiaoyi.

Zhao Xiaoyi didn't move, just stared at the big knife flowing with silver light, and when Ge Hong's figure jumped up, suddenly his body moved, and he disappeared in place like a ghost.

The sudden disappearance of Zhao Xiaoyi surprised Ge Hong, he didn't expect Zhao Xiaoyi's speed to suddenly increase so fast, even he didn't catch Zhao Xiaoyi's traces.

And when he was stunned, the disappeared Zhao Xiaoyi had already circled behind him, raised his wide long sword, and slashed at Ge Hong.

As if sensing the breath of death behind him, Ge Hong's face changed drastically, and the big knife he cut down hurriedly retracted, and he turned around and blocked in front of him in a panic.

The piercing sound of collision fluctuated from the junction, and as the two swords intertwined, the sound of energy bursting also came from the middle.

Ge Hong was worthy of being a second-order martial artist, although he was panicked, but the blow of this surprise attack was still blocked by him.

However, this blow was instantaneous, Zhao Xiaoyi did not have the slightest sense of loss, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then the long sword swirled, and in a crisp cracking sound, the big knife in Ge Hong's hand actually broke in response.

The crisp voice made Ge Hong's face change drastically again, and before he could make a countermeasure, Zhao Xiaoyi's long sword blade was already attached to his neck.

The cold blade of the sword made Ge Hong's body stiffen suddenly, and he had no doubt that as long as Zhao Xiaoyi's arm moved, his throat would be cut immediately, and at that time, his life would also come to an end.

The look of horror climbed on his face, and Ge Hong didn't dare to move, for fear that Zhao Xiaoyi would miss it, and the blade of the sword slashed down.

"You lost!" Holding the long sword in his hand, Zhao Xiaoyi said coldly, and then his arm moved, and the sharp sword blade slashed abruptly past Ge Hong's neck, but the sword blade only slashed through the skin and did not touch the throat, so Ge Hong's life was still there.

"Ahh

Glancing at Zhao Xiaoyi unwillingly, Ge Hong withdrew from the battlefield, if it wasn't for the competition just now, he would have become a corpse that was about to be cold.

"Waste!" Seeing that Ge Hong was actually defeated in the hands of Zhao Xiaoyi, Wang Shuo on the stage roared angrily, a second-order martial artist can't even beat a fourth-order martial artist, and in the Lingwu Academy, Ge Hong's combat effectiveness is not low, and ordinary third-order martial artists are not his opponents.

"It's kind of interesting!" Seeing Zhao Xiaoyi's ghostly speed just now, Feng Ying raised his eyebrows at this time, originally thinking that Zhao Xiaoyi could fall in the crowd without them making a move, but now it seems that there may be some changes.

"Oh, I didn't expect that there were soul masters among the students in the outer city?" On the rostrum, the dean and the middle-aged man next to him all glanced at Zhao Xiaoyi in the battlefield, their strength was not ordinary, and they could naturally feel the spiritual power that Zhao Xiaoyi had just released.

"A fourth-order martial artist defeats a second-order martial artist, heh, it's a bit interesting. With a chuckle, the eyes of both of them fell on Zhao Xiaoyi at this time.

In the battlefield, Zhao Xiaoyi didn't notice the eyes of the deans and the two deans, and after solving Ge Hong, his eyes flicked to Wang Shuo on the stage.

It's time to fight.

(Three shifts in four consecutive days, little friend, have you been on top)