Among the two sides of the duel, Du Xichun is no stranger to everyone, he entered the inner hall on the first day of Tianfengtai, and ranked eleventh in the first class of the third class in the freshman entrance examination.

Du Xichun's opponent Zhang Hongji is not a new student this year.

It's an old student who didn't pass the guò Tianfeng platform test last year.

The temple, like other cultivation sects, is divided into several camps, either overtly or secretly.

The open and secret battles between the disciples in the six major halls of Xuantian Palace, Zhentian Palace, Kaitian Palace, Hongwu Palace, Wenshu Palace, and Heroic Martyrs Hall have long been on the surface, and there is a gap between the new students who enter the hall every year and the old students of last year, and even the year before and the year before last.

In the eyes of the old students who failed to enter the inner temple, the new students who have just entered the outer temple are new competitors.

They relied on their qualifications and the advantages they had accumulated over a year of cultivation to squeeze out and suppress new students everywhere, while the new disciples who entered the temple were respectful to these senior brothers and sisters on their faces, but they complained in their hearts, just because they were unfamiliar with the place or for various reasons, they swallowed their anger and did not resist.

In this year's Chengtian Festival, there were nearly 100 old students among the 300 disciples assessed in the inner temple of Tongguò.

Among the forty-five people who were eligible to participate in the ranking competition, there were also more than a dozen disciples of the outer temple who had been admitted to the temple last year, and they naturally gathered together and became an independent group on the hillside.

Zhang Hongji is well-known among the old students, and it is said that he has already entered the ranks of the nine products of the Fighting Soul Realm, and the broken mirror is only in the last day, and Du Xichun showed the strength of the three realms and eight products on the Tianfeng platform three days ago, and there seems to be not much suspense in this battle.

It's just that at this time, almost everyone's eyes stayed on the sword in Du Xichun's hand.

The cyan long sword in Du Xichun's hand was as wide as a long knife for chopping horses, and many disciples couldn't help but think, what kind of sword was this? The weight didn't seem to be much lighter than the giant sword used by the demon clan.

In this kind of ranking competition, another big scenery is that you can see the strange blades in the hands of disciples from major sects.

"I went. ”

Du Xichun's eyebrows raised slightly, and he said these three words to a few people around him very simply, and then walked towards the vacated field.

A young man wearing a purple and cyan star master robe also moved at the same time, he was naturally Zhang Hongji, who had not passed the inner temple test last year, and his cultivation strength had increased greatly after a year.

His figure looked very thin compared to Du Xichun, just like the difference between an adult and a weak-crowned teenager, but he had absolute confidence in his gestures, because only he knew that the reason why he didn't enter the inner hall last year was not because of his poor cultivation, but for another reason.

So looking at Du Xichun, who walked out quietly, the corners of the thin young man's mouth even showed a mocking sneer.

?“ Please. ”

Du Xichun paused the moment he walked into the venue, and then without the slightest superfluous movement, he put his horizontal sword in his chest and spit out a word at Zhang Hongji.

Zhang Hongji frowned slightly, and he also crossed his sword.

Du Xichun took out his sword.

There was a bang.

Two waves of dust rose under Du Xichun's feet, and his body began to accelerate terrifyingly.

Zhang Hongji's expression was sluggish, and some shocked light flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect Du Xichun to be so direct.

Moreover, Du Xichun's power that erupted at this moment was very strong, and before he made any moves, Du Xichun had already entered more than ten zhang.

The two waves of dust rising from Du Xichun's feet did not disperse in all directions, but rushed towards them like two giant arrows.

However, even if he missed the opportunity, Zhang Hongji did not panic.

He let out a clear roar, and a clear sword light came out in front of the silver long sword in his hand.

He turned sideways, bringing out stripes of afterimages, and the clear sword light stabbed at Du Xichun from the side.

Attack against attack, fast against fast.

He is confident that he will be faster than Du Xichun.

Because he himself is the fastest student of Huashan Sword Academy, the sword scriptures he cultivates are all sword scriptures that pursue extreme speed.

?“ Snort".

Du Xichun's left arm seemed to have a light lit.

It was his clothes that were shattered by the sharp sword qi, and then under the sharp friction and squeezing of the air, green smoke directly ignited.

Before he had time to change his moves, the cyan broadsword in his hand was still swinging forward, and Zhang Hongji's beautiful sword light had already arrived first.

At least on this sword, Zhang Hongji is indeed much faster than him.

However, at this moment, the eyes of Zhang Hongji and many of the temple disciples and surrounding temple masters who were watching this battle flashed with countless shocks and disbelief.

Du Xichun still did not change his moves.

Instead, he directly met Zhang Hongji's sword with his left arm.

A puddle of blood poured out of Du Xichun's left arm with a soft sound, followed by the sound of bones and metal rubbing.

Zhang Hongji's face turned snow-white.

The sword in his hand had completely pierced Du Xichun's slightly raised left arm, stuck in Du Xichun's arm bones, but Du Xichun didn't seem to feel the slightest pain, and the thick cyan broadsword in his hand still didn't have any dullness.

A surging sword wind was already pressing on his chest like substance.

In the midst of intense fear, Zhang Hongji let out a sharp scream, and the Xingyuan in his body gushed wildly, but he still did not take a defensive position, nor did he condense the Xingyuan shield to resist, because his intuition told him that even a strong shield could not block the opponent's sword.

In the roar of anger, his response was simple and direct, his wrist was flipped, and the silver long sword in his hand was about to be slashed out, wanting to cut off Du Xichun's arm, and then slash between Du Xichun's waist and abdomen.

However, at this moment, Du Xichun let out a low roar, and the cyan broadsword in his hand was a little faster.

Zhang Hongji's eyes were completely filled with cyan sword light.

His fighting spirit completely collapsed.

Under the threat of death, the Xingyuan in the body almost subconsciously frenzied out of his feet.

He let go of his sword and withdrew his sword, and his body flew backwards like a fallen leaf.

Du Xichun still moved forward, raising his sword to tease.

In Zhang Hongji's terrified gaze, a blood waterfall spurted out from Zhang Hongji's chest to his lower abdomen!

There was a gasp of cold air.

A terrifying wound appeared on Zhang Hongji's chest and abdomen, almost completely cutting Zhang Hongji's front body.

The figure of a clergyman behind Zhuang Yusheng suddenly disappeared, and when the blood sprayed wildly between Zhang Hongji's chest and abdomen, he had already appeared beside Zhang Hongji, and then in the next moment, he raised the staff in his hand, and a pure holy light spilled from the air, shining on Zhang Hongji's body, and then quickly disappeared into the shadows between the cliffs in the distance with Zhang Hongji.

Du Xichun's body shook slightly.

He thrust the cyan broadsword into the ground in front of him, then grasped the silver longsword that pierced his left arm, and in the next breath, he pulled the silver longsword out of his arm.

A shrill sound of scraping bones sounded.

Many of the onlookers turned even paler.

Du Xichun took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it, took out a roll of hemostatic gauze, put a title in his mouth, and then linked his right hand and began to wrap the gauze vigorously to bandage and stop the bleeding.