Qixia Sect Peng Tan vs Black-clothed Young Man Zhuo Tianhan, Liuyun Sect Wang Haoran vs Qingyun Pavilion Liu Qingfeng, Hyuga Sect Mo Shaocong vs Xiuxin Pavilion Wang Xin, Han Fei's opponent is the invincible Lantian Zhuang Shaozhuang Lord Jun Mo Wen!

The confrontation between the sword and the knife, the competition between fingering and the sword, the confrontation between the body and the stick, the battle between the boxing and the sword!

The four fights turned out to be four completely different patterns, which shows that such an arrangement is definitely done by the one who has the intention.

"Within a hundred moves, you will be defeated. Pentan's voice was very faint, and he couldn't hear the smell of the needles.

"So what, let's wait until you defeat me!" The young man in black also had a flat voice, but the difference was that the temperature in his voice was lower.

As soon as his words fell, a knife slashed out, and the billowing Sen Bai aura swept in, rushing towards Peng Tan's location like a torrent.

The ground trembled slightly, cracks and scorched appeared, and where the white qi of Fan Senbai passed, the temperature dropped suddenly, as if frozen, and it was cold to the bone.

Peng Tan smiled lightly, "The momentum is good!"

The battle qi of the whole body fluctuated, his momentum continued to rise, and finally rose to a peak state, rushed to the ground, and rushed towards the opponent quickly, at the same time, a sword slashed out, as if ten thousand horses galloped, roaring out in unison!

"The first style of the galloping horse sword technique, ten thousand horses galloping!"

The two who decided to fight quickly did not spare their hands, and as soon as they came up, they each showed their ground-level combat skills that they had cultivated!

Meanwhile.

The battle between Wang Haoran and Liu Qingfeng has also begun

"I have to admit that you are the genius of our generation, the genius of geniuses. Liu Qingfeng said in a gentle tone.

"Prizes. Wang Haoran's face was inconvenient, but he was still calm.

"But I, Liu Qingfeng, have never been willing to submit to others lightly! Just use this battle to show me your martial arts talent!"

"Let's fight!" The light in his eyes was so dense that he stepped out, moved in an instant, and shot with one finger!

The Void Flashes Steps!

As soon as he came up, Liu Qingfeng raised his combat power to the peak, moving like a mountain, moving like a vast sea! The waves crashed on the shore, and the sky dominated the blood!

"The first slash of the demon lotus, the demon lotus wins the flower!"

Bang!

A Blue Flame Demon Lotus bloomed in the air, resisting Liu Qingfeng's sword finger.

At the same time, thousands of demon lotuses bloomed rapidly, covering the entire void, and the impenetrable wind completely blocked the domineering sword finger qi.

"Okay, take me again!

Liu Qingfeng's eyes were terrifying, his body was shocked, and the battle aura that was not so strong spread, shrouded in tens of thousands of demon lotuses, an amazing scene happened, the demon lotus quickly disintegrated and corrupted, and disappeared with the wind!

"Wet but not demonic!"

Wang Haoran did not retreat, the sword in his hand was raised again, and a ball of more intense cyan burst burst out, sweeping towards the opponent's chest like a match.

Thundered!

Fireworks are scattered and sprinkled throughout the audience!

On the other hand, the battle between Wang Xin of Xiuxin Pavilion and Mo Shaocong of Hyuga Sect has also entered a white heat

"The Heart Cultivation Pavilion has always been pure-hearted and has few desires, but I didn't expect you to be so fierce for the sake of inheritance. Mo Shaocong's breath was already a little vain and unstable.

"What I pursue is martial arts, which has nothing to do with the method of cultivating the mind in your mouth, and cultivating the mind does not conflict with the pursuit of martial arts. "Wang Xin is definitely the one who can give people the most pure heart and few desires, even in the battle, what he said still makes people not see the slightest flaw in the heart.

"Hmph! Then continue to fight!

Mo Shaocong's body moved slightly, and a stick swept out.

Silently, the tight anger is connected into a chain, straight to the opponent's throat!

Wang Xin's face was expressionless, and he slapped out with a palm, as if hitting a snake for seven inches, and suddenly the weakness of the other party was taken. This kind of mind is truly appalling.

Laugh at!

The anger vanished.

"It's a weak attack again!You can really calm down!" In the previous many battles, Mo Shaocong had already noticed the difficulty of the opponent, and now he was finally sure that the opponent was obviously able to calmly discover the weakness in his moves in the battle!

"Let's see how you break it!

Mo Shaocong shouted, the stick in his hand kept moving, sometimes clicking, sometimes sweeping, the trajectory was ethereal, and the afterimages overlapped!

"The sky is overpowering, broken!" Wang Xin's palm wind was still relaxed, but the aura was extremely powerful, and the remnants in front of him were harvested one by one like a whirlwind and clouds

The battle between the three parties has entered a white-hot stage, and the winner has not been decided.

The battle between Han Fei and Jun Mowen never started.

"Having said so much, you should understand that in this world, if you want to stand on your feet, you must have a strong enough backer behind you!" Jun Mowen's words were domineering, fully demonstrating the self-confidence of a genius.

"You said a lot, it's just, what does what you say has to do with me?" Han Fei looked at his opponent amusedly, and did not rush to take the initiative to attack.

Jun Mowen's brows finally wrinkled uncontrollably, "I see that you have a good talent, although your temper is a little stubborn, it doesn't hurt, but my Lantianzhuang can reluctantly accept a disciple like you." ”

The smile in Han Fei's eyes was even stronger, and his feelings were that he was recruiting opponents on the field!

It's just that in the next second, his smile turned into a thick mockery, and he said in a contemptuous tone: "I, Han Fei, don't need your Lantian Zhuang to make it difficult, not only you Lantianzhuang, which force in this world can tolerate me?!"

With the "Goddess War Codex" here, Han Fei has such a proud capital!

As soon as these words came out, Jun Mowen's expression finally became ruthless, he squinted his eyes, and shouted at Han Fei arrogantly: "So arrogant, you just stay here!"

As soon as the words fell, the big knife in Jun Mowen's hand flashed quickly, and the sword was overflowing.

Snort

It was obviously just a simple knife, but it gave people a feeling of continuous ferocity, and slashed at Han Fei one by one.

Han Fei didn't move, his hands reached forward, his fists clenched, and a large amount of battle qi converged at the top, forming a huge fist in front of him.

The next moment, a soft luster poured out, and in the midst of the moonlight, a vast mountain suddenly appeared, and the cold air was pressing.

"Look at how I broke your mountain!" Jun Mo asked and roared, jumping and waving the big knife in his hand again, the frequency getting faster and faster, and the entity of the knife was gone.

Bang bang bang!!

The mountain trembled, and it really slowly collapsed.

"That's right! I can actually break my bright moon out of the mountain!" Han Fei secretly accumulated strength, but said on his lips.

Jun Mowen's eyes were cold, and his voice was cold: "Now it's your body's turn!"

"Knife against the wind!"

Jun Mowen took a decisive step forward, the sword wind reversed, and the wind raged, rolling towards Han Fei with the power of distorting space.

Crackling crackling

The air was pierced layer by layer, but the wind was blocked at the moment before it touched Han Fei's body, and where it came into view, the Great Sun Golden Wheel hung high, revealing most of his face in the mountains, shining brightly and shining on all things.

"What kind of combat skill is this, so magnificent?!" Jun Mowen's face showed a trace of doubt, generally speaking, the power of the same combat skill is not much different, and the aura created is also similar. However, he looked at the aura created by Han Fei's fist technique, and began to wonder if this was just a lower-level combat technique.

"Could it be that the inheritance obtained by this kid is not a lower-level combat skill like me, but a higher-grade existence?"

Although he thinks so in his heart, he will not show timidity on his face, and the most taboo thing for a warrior in battle is to lose the belief that he will win!

He doesn't ask himself to think he is a genius, and he won't admit defeat for no reason!

"Break it for me!"

Jun Mowen slashed with a flying sword, and the volcano-like flow of fire turned into a giant battle knife and slashed towards the Great Sun Golden Wheel in front of Han Fei!

Boom!

The broadsword paused for a moment, and began to show signs of cracking, and at the same time, the Great Day Golden Wheel slowly disintegrated.

Han Fei did not hesitate, and his battle qi surged towards his fists again, and as soon as the dazzling sun and brilliance converged, a sense of vast loneliness filled the entire space like a flood of water

"There is no one in the empty mountains. Han Fei's voice was low, like an old man who was about to die, making his final farewell to this world.

The shadow of the broadsword shattered, and it couldn't stop the combined force of this lonely qi at all.

"How is it possible!" Seeing this scene, Jun Mowen's brows furrowed, and he took a few steps back in disbelief, he didn't believe that his opponent still had a backup move when he had exhausted his killing moves!

Three swords were exhausted, but they failed to harvest the opponent. Jun Mowen's face became more and more gloomy, his body flashed, and dozens of sharp and swift swords came out in succession.

It's just that as soon as these swords came into contact with the lonely aura around Han Fei's body, they shattered and disappeared inch by inch.

Rise!

A high-pitched and tragic scream rose to the sky, and a golden-veined dragon swirled around Jun Mowen's head, and a pair of eyes stared at the world!

Before Han Fei was impressed by this weather, the dragon's body shattered by itself and merged into the air. Jun Mowen's body suddenly leaned back, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Han Fei seemed to have understood that the vision just now must be a derivative of some high-level combat skill that Jun Mowen had practiced, but such a powerful combat skill must be supported by the corresponding amount of combat energy, and Jun Mowen, whose combat energy was compressed to a heavy weight in the forging period, obviously ignored this point because of his anger, and as a result, it ended up like this.

If it weren't for this kind of competition that compressed the battle spirit, Han Fei asked himself, his current self was definitely not the opponent of Jun Mowen in his heyday. Unless he can reach the real condensation stage level, then he will have the capital to compete with all kinds of geniuses on the same stage!

Thinking like this, Han Fei shook his head, glad and at the same time, he was even more fascinated by the high-level combat skills of this world.