"They...... What's going on?"

After a long time, the figure on the ring gradually became clear, and the crowd was puzzled. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

They didn't move for a long time, not only Guan Feiyu, who had a low cultivation, but even the third princess, who was several times stronger and dozens of times stronger, it was really weird.

"Could it be that they are already exhausted and collapsed?"

"Uh-huh~ It should be, this battle is very expensive. ”

Someone said this, but the doubts raised casually made countless people agree.

A fourfold martial artist of the Ten Directions Realm should not be able to sustain himself if he bursts out with the power of the late stage of the Ten Directions Realm, or even the peak, to fight.

Moreover, a seven-fold ant in the One Yuan Realm, even if it is against the sky, under such pressure, it should be exhausted.

"No, you see, they may just be too badly injured!" At this moment, a sharp shout sounded, it was an old student who was relatively close to the ring, and saw the appearance of the battlefield with extremely sharp eyes, and made a shocking sound.

I saw that Guan Feiyu's clothes were already stained with blood, and a half-foot-long wound on his chest was shocking.

The blood flowed down and spread out in the ring, staining the ground three or four feet wide around him.

On the other side, Feng Feixue was not much better, her breath was unstable, she covered her abdomen tightly, and her jade hands were already red with oozing blood.

In a battle, from the beginning to the date of the three moves, there have been dozens of moves, but the damage on both sides is not great.

Now, the three-move covenant has begun, and with only two moves, the injuries on both sides are so serious.

Such a tragic situation can be called a lose-lose situation.

"These two people fought so fiercely, even if it is a big grudge, they shouldn't take their lives!"

"You know a fart, it's called dignity!"

Some were shocked and deeply incomprehensible, while others were dignified and filled with deep admiration.

Regardless of who won or lost this battle, they had already won the admiration of the majority of the masses.

Stick to the faith and dignity in your heart, and if you don't agree with each other, you can splash blood for thousands of miles, this is the way of a true martial artist.

The academy, after all, is too comfortable, and some students who have never gone out to do tasks will never be able to experience it.

"They, I'm afraid they won't be able to fight anymore, who will win and who will lose?"

This is an extremely important question, but this battle is so vigorous that without the Elder Mentor coming forward, it should not have been fruitful.

But they were so badly wounded, could they really fight again?

"Brother......" Xue'er was already in tears, her cherry lips were pursed, and she tried her best to endure it and not let the tears flow.

However, Guan Feiyu's closed eyes, pale face, shocking wounds, and still flowing blood all stimulated her heart.

"Brother......" Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer, her emotions exploded instantly, and two lines of tears ran down her cheeks and slid down.

"Cher, it's okay. Mu Wan'er also has red eyes, but she is sensible, she controls her emotions and comforts Xue'er.

"Senior Brother Feiyu must be fine. Mu Yuan's face was already a little red, he was nervous and worried, but he still chose to believe Guan Feiyu.

If you are silent for a while, and if you move again, you may be divided into victory and defeat.

"Hiss~" Guan Feiyu moved, and when he opened his eyes, he was already struggling to get up.

However, every time his body moved, the pain in his chest would spread throughout his body, stimulating his nerves.

But so what, no matter how painful the wound is, can it be better than death?

He stood up and struggled to straighten his spine, unable to bend down to the enemy even if he died.

"There's another trick, Wind and Snow, are you ready?"

His fighting spirit was renewed, even if blood was still flowing from his heaving chest, even if the cold sweat soaked his clothes.

However, as long as there is still a breath of air, the winner and the loser must always be known.

"Hehe~ Accompany you at any time!" At this time, Feng Feixue also stood up, covering his abdomen with one hand and holding a sword with the other, and his arrogant head was never lowered.

"They...... I really have to fight again, this kind of willpower is terrifying!"

"Aren't they afraid of accidentally losing their lives?"

The crowd was moved, no matter who they supported or opposed before, at this moment, they were all impressed by the actions of the two on stage.

"Feng Feixue, before, you took most of my life, this move, should be regarded as repayment!" Guan Feiyu held the knife in one hand and placed it across his chest.

"Guan Feiyu, I will also return the shame you gave me!" The third princess Feng Feixue pointed at the sky, and her momentum was not weak at all.

This last trick will be to distinguish the winner and loser, grievances, and even, life and death.

"Come on!" Guan Feiyu responded, kicking his feet, but he rose in the air.

When he reached a height of three or five feet, his figure stopped, but strangely, it did not fall.

He ...... Being able to float in the air, isn't this a skill that only exists in the Qianqiu Realm?" everyone was once again shocked by Guan Feiyu's actions.

The Thousand Autumn Realm can float in the air for a while, but only the Ten Thousand Worlds Realm can glide with the wind, and the real flight is something that no one in the world can do.

Even if it is as strong as the King of Zhennan, it needs a Red Wind Eagle as a mount to realize the dream of flying.

Therefore, when Guan Feiyu's actions reversed the conventional perception of the public, everyone was shocked and looked incredulous.

But now Guan Feiyu has no leisure to pay attention to everyone's thoughts.

I saw him holding a knife in both hands, holding it high above his head, and a boundless blood color emanated.

The blood in his chest was still flowing, turning into a rain of blood, and under this blood-colored reflection, there was a poignant and heroic meaning.

"Falling Moon Slash!"

When the blood became more and more intense, when the momentum was raging, Guan Feiyu snorted lightly and slashed down with a knife.

A full moon-like blood ray, like a blood moon falling from the sky, smashed into the ring.

It seems to be as thick as a mountain, with the potential of ten thousand jun.

It seems to be sharp and incomparable, with a sharp cold light.

Under such a monstrous momentum, the battlefield is like ushering in an apocalyptic scene.

"Sword ~ no return!" I saw the third princess Feng Feixue staring at the blood moon above the sky, but she was extremely indifferent.

Although she was not relaxed and calm, she was not frightened, although the other party's attack was so powerful that it was beyond her imagination, it did not shake her Dao heart.

In the blood-colored sky, a cold light flickered, there was no gorgeous sword move, only a sword intent without regrets.

"Ding~"

When Guan Feiyu's domineering sword collided with the sword of the third princess without regrets, it seemed that the heavens and the earth had lost their voice, and there was only a light roar, which resounded in all directions.

The monstrous momentum converged, the boundless blood dissipated, the cold killing intent was no longer there, and the heaven and earth were reversing the Qingming scene.

One move, victory and defeat, grievances, life and death!

...... (To be continued.) )