The power of the divine product is close to the supernatural power. This is not the mastery of Tiangang Academy, but the inheritance of the Yao God Clan.

The powerful impact of the artifact long stick and the magnificent sword not only made many disciples change color in shock, but even the faces of the elders were filled with surprise.

The sword madness comes from the worldly humble sect, is crazy about the way of the sword, is a rare genius in the Heavenly Sword Academy in the last century, and the time it takes to reach the ninefold peak of the Heavenly Spirit Realm is also extremely short, this time in the battle of the seven courtyards ranking, the mad knife is one of the disciples who are most likely to win the championship.

How terrifying the power of his sword was, many elders knew very well that Yao Qianqian could resist this sword with the Heavenly Spirit Realm Sevenfold, which was already incredible.

"That girl is no match for a knife maniac. ”

Feng Mei'er said in a low voice, in the second round of the duel, Yao Qianqian met the first powerhouse of the Heavenly Sword Academy, and his luck was really bad.

The ring made of fine iron was wreaked havoc, iron filings flew wildly, cracks appeared, and the sword was finally exhausted, and it collapsed with a bang.

Yao Qianqian snorted, took a few steps back, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"A genius that has never been found. “

The knife madness exclaimed, at the same age as Yao Qianqian, he was still only in the Qi and Blood Realm.

"In another hundred years, I may not be your match. ”

The knife is crazy, and the spiritual power surges, like a river bursting its embankment, pouring into the long knife, and the breath is integrated with the long knife in the hand, and the human knife is indistinguishable.

Fang Yun's eyes condensed slightly, the knife maniac had already comprehended a trace of the true meaning of the unity of man and sword, and he was only one step away from stepping into the realm of supernatural powers, if the spirit of the artifact long stick did not appear, it would be difficult to have a chance of winning.

"Deception!"

The figure of the knife madness swept out, and the wild knife slashed, and a fierce sword was already spreading, spreading in the ring.

Yao Qianqian's expression was solemn, a trace of hesitation flashed in his hand, after all, he didn't sacrifice the weapon spirit, the brutal Tiansha fierce ape. The long stick Wuguang Dasheng, only with her own strength, swept out!

Bang!

At the moment of collision, a deafening loud bang soared into the sky, and the next moment, the tumbling violent air waves swept out like a tsunami, pouring the heavens and the earth, and under the feet of the two people, the ring made of fine iron collapsed in the roar.

Yao Qianqian's figure flew out upside down and retreated to the edge of the ring, his face was quite pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

The slash of the knife maniac was fierce and domineering, Yao Qianqian tried his best, but he couldn't resist it, he was hit hard, and he was defeated by the hands of the knife maniac.

She didn't sacrifice the Heavenly Demon Fierce Ape sealed in the long stick, even if she was a powerhouse in the Divine Power Realm, it was difficult to parry the attack of the Heavenly Demon Fierce Ape, and it would be unfair to lose the fairness of the battle for the ranking of the Seven Great Courtyards.

"Offended!"

The knife maniac said expressionlessly, and the long knife in his hand was sheathed, as if nothing had happened.

Yao Qianqian snorted unwillingly and jumped out of the ring, looking unhappy.

"When I reach the eightfold Heavenly Spirit Realm, I will definitely beat him and beg for mercy. ”

Yao Qianqian said, taking a healing elixir, and his pale face slowly returned to ruddy.

Fang Yun touched the little girl's hair and comforted her, in this duel, Yao Qianqian lost unjustly.

So far, Yao Qianqian's cultivation path has been too smooth, she has not experienced the battle of life and death, nor has she encountered the bottleneck of cultivation, for Yao Qianqian, losing to the sword maniac is a good thing, honing her heart, and it is more conducive to her future cultivation.

In the second round of the duel, Fang Yun's luck was not bad, he encountered a strong man who was ranked fifty-ninth in the stone tablet of the Yan Academy, the scorching flames could not pose too much threat to Fang Yun's strong body, and he was knocked out of the ring by Fang Yun's punch.

Nangong Wuji easily won the duel, Chu Yue'er wiped the sweat stains on his head for Nangong Wuji very attentively, seeing that the little fat man was angry, Fang Yun didn't feel anything, when Chu Yue'er no longer believed in Fang Yun, Fang Yun was determined not to care, this was Chu Yue'er's own choice, no matter what the consequences, she would bear it herself.

At the end of the second round of the duel, the night had gradually shrouded this world, the stars were speechless, the mountain peaks were slumping, and the cold moonlight poured down, dyeing this world with a hazy beauty.

The battle of the rankings of the seven courtyards did not stop, and an hour later, the seventy-five powerhouses began the third round of the duel.

The disciples who enter the third round of the duel can get a nine-rank spirit pill, which makes some people secretly happy, with their strength, it was originally not enough to enter the third round of the duel, but fortunately, the strength of the opponent drawn is not very strong, and they have become one of the seventy-five powerhouses, and the reward of a nine-grade spirit pill has made them very satisfied.

There are stronger disciples, but they have no choice but to meet the top few of the stone tablets in each academy, and unfortunately they have no chance to compete in the third round.

The strong people in the seven courtyards who are ranked high on the ranking stone tablet are coming for the top ten positions, and the rewards from the first to the tenth place are all divine pills, or innate spirit treasures, even if they are strong in the divine power realm, they must be red-eyed.

Seventy-five disciples decided their opponents by drawing lots, and one disciple would have a bye of good luck and go directly to the fourth round of the duel.

This kind of good fortune did not fall on Fang Yun, his opponent was a female disciple of the Thunder Academy.

"Lei Yuan, Miao Que, ranked ninth in the stone tablet. “

The woman said, her eyes were cold, her close-fitting clothes outlined her proud curves, and her face was also beautiful, holding a long golden whip.

"Lei Yuan, Fang Yun. ”

Fang Yundao, her face was slightly condensed, this woman was the only woman in the top ten of the Thunder Academy's ranking stone tablets, the ninefold peak of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, and her strength should not be underestimated.

There was no other nonsense, and the strong spiritual power surged out from Miao Que's body, condensing into hundreds of thunder birds, as fast as lightning, rushing towards Fang Yun from different angles. "Thunderer"

Fang Yun secretly drank in his heart, knowing that the other party was attacking tentatively, but he was not careless, he used his thunder hand, defeating more than ten thunder birds, and the back of his hand and arms were pecked out of a trace of blood.

However, the palm-sized Thunder Sparrow actually had a good attack power, which made Fang Yun feel a little surprised, and immediately a deep thunder mang surged on Fang Yun's skin, and even if the Thunder Sparrow collided with his body, it could not hurt him in the slightest.

With the strength of the sixth layer of the Tianluo Thunder Body, even if it was an extremely high-quality spiritual weapon, it would be difficult to hurt Fang Yun.

At this moment, Miao Que screamed, and thousands of thunder birds swarmed out, like a violent storm, pouring down towards Fang Yun, making a sharp sound of breaking the sky.

Fang Yun's face changed suddenly, his hands surged with deep thunder, like thunder, and he shot out blatantly, but he only destroyed no more than a hundred thunderbirds, and then every corner of his body was hit by the thunderbirds, and a strong tingling sensation came from every inch of his skin.

"Nine Shadows of Phantom Thunder!"

The figure flashed, conjuring up eight identical afterimages, and in an instant, thousands of thunderbirds pierced the eight afterimages in an instant, and landed on the ring made of fine iron, smashing out deep pits.

The moment the eight afterimages collapsed, Fang Yun's true body appeared, and he had already rushed out of the range shrouded by thousands of thunder sparrows, and blasted out with one punch, carrying three million catties of terrifying divine power, and blasted towards Miao Que.

(To be continued.) )