On the monument to the immortals, the fierce fighting continued.

Facing Ning Xiu's Red Flame Crazy Knife, Wu Qingfeng waved it with both hands, wrapped in rolling true qi, and his palm actually flicked Ling Han's blades away one by one.

It's a broken knife.

It is a kind of martial art that is specially used to crack the sword technique.

Ning Xiu only felt that his sword moves were restrained one by one, and then his wrist was hit hard, and the Ling Han knife in his hand actually flew out uncontrollably.

And Wu Qingfeng seized this opportunity and slapped it with one palm, and his domineering palm power crushed towards Ning Xiu like a giant monument falling from the sky.

Peerless Monument Palm!

Facing this palm, Ning Xiu, who had lost his sword, looked at him, and after his five fingers were clenched into a fist, he bombarded it with a hundred steps of killing fist.

Under the violent collision of fists and palms, the entire Immortal Monument was turbulent.

Ning Xiu and Wu Qingfeng each shook back.

"His hundred-step killing fist is further than the last time, the most important thing is that although he only has six layers of Gang Qi, his power is not inferior to my Nine Layers of Gang Qi, and the internal strength and heart method he practices are above me."

Wu Qingfeng secretly thought to himself that the internal skills he practiced were already the top divine skills in the Great Zhou, it was unimaginable, and there were internal skills that were even more brilliant than those he cultivated.

Could it be that it is from outside the Great Zhou?

Wu Qingfeng thought about it, and his heart was shocked.

And after Ning Xiu was shocked back, the ability of the Imperial Object manipulated the Ling Han Knife to fly back into his hand, and the moment he held the knife, the Red Flame Crazy Knife slashed out.

He didn't use his sword.

That's his hole card and it has to be used at the right time.

The sword qi is like a wave of fire, extremely powerful.

Seeing this, Wu Qingfeng dodged away, and the terrifying sword qi slashed down from the Immortal Monument, and actually landed in the Tianwu Treasure House below.

With a loud noise, the fire soared into the sky, the fire burned, and a piece of rare treasures was swallowed by the flames, and everyone was heartbroken when they saw this.

"Heh, twenty years of hard work, burned, how does it feel?"

Ning Xiu smiled faintly.

But Wu Qingfeng's expression was calm, "If this battle can inspire the Immortal Monument, even if it destroys a few more Heavenly Martial Treasure Houses, it won't hurt." ”

"Second in the world, good spirit."

Ning Xiu fought again with a knife, and as time went by, the battle between the two became more and more intense, and they gradually had injuries on their bodies.

Although everyone was fascinated and reluctant to end this battle, they also knew that the result of this battle was coming.

"Ning Xiu, take my strongest move in this life!"

Wu Qingfeng let out a low snort, and his body burst out, and his figure actually rose into the air, and with the blessing of the powerful Gang Qi, he was temporarily stuck in the air.

He clenched his five fingers and clenched them into fists, an unparalleled sense of oppression permeated his body, and the majestic aura surrounded his body, tearing the air, and faintly let out a terrible sound, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

And behind him, there was really a martial arts vision of a dragon and a tiger contending, the dragon was mighty and the tiger was fierce, and the vision reflected in the void, which could be seen for miles.

Seeing Wu Qingfeng, who was temporarily in the air, Ning Xiu's eyes couldn't help but light up.

He clenched Ling Han's knife and let out a low shout, his true qi ran to the extreme, and the heavy true qi was like a wave of fire, covering a radius of dozens of zhang.

His spirit was completely mobilized at this moment.

At this moment, there was nothing else in his eyes, only the Wu Qingfeng who was stuck in the air, and he was engrossed, raised the knife in his hand, and suddenly slashed down.

The red, more than ten zhang long sword light rose into the sky, emitting a whistling roar, which contained the energy of knife intent, as if it was about to split the heavenly dome.

This knife made everyone present exclaim.

Some swordsmen couldn't contain the throbbing in their hearts, their bodies trembled wildly, looking at this knife, they seemed to see the pinnacle of swordsmen.

"This knife ......" Wu Qingfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a hint of horror in his eyes, this knife actually gave him a death threat.

He instinctively wanted to dodge, but at this moment, his True Qi was running the strongest blow, and once it was interrupted, it was likely to suffer a backlash.

In addition, he is stuck in the air at this time, and he can't dodge in this air!

Thinking of this, there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

"I'm martial arts all my life, and I'm not weaker than others!"

"The dragon roars for nine days, and the tiger roars in ten directions!"

Wu Qingfeng slammed down with a punch, and the killing moves that had been brewing to the extreme exploded, and the punch swept through the sky, and the sound of the dragon and the tiger roaring resounded through the clouds.

The sword light and fist power impacted in the air, just like two mountains collided together, and the storm set off swept the clouds apart layer by layer.

The tremendous force of the shock rolled upside down.

Two figures fell from the immortal monument.

Everyone knew that the winner had been decided, and they all looked intently.

In the smoke and dust, two figures loomed.

One was half-kneeling on the ground, while the other stood proudly.

I saw that the person who was half-kneeling with a knife was Ning Xiu!

The snow is not stained, Murong Qiushui, Ye Huan couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

Ning Xiu, lost!?

On the other hand, Jian Wushuang's face was overjoyed, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Whew, Whew......"

Ning Xiu was half-kneeling on the ground with a knife, panting, and his hair was a little disheveled.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Wu Qingfeng, who was standing proudly opposite, and said calmly: "Don't hold it up, lie down obediently." ”

"I didn't expect you to realize the sword intent."

Wu Qingfeng said.

Immediately afterwards, his face turned pale, a mouthful of blood gushed out, the knife qi that invaded his body exploded one by one, and a blood mist burst out on his body, and in the next moment, he fell to the ground with a bang.

The second ...... in the world Fail!

Ning Xiu slowly stood up with the knife, a gleam in his eyes, and grinned at the Xue Buyan people not far away, "I won!" ”

Everyone looked at this scene, some were shocked, and some couldn't believe it.

Ning Xiu.

A sixteen-year-old boy actually defeated the world's second martial arts Qingfeng!

"This big Zhou Jianghu has the first!"

The master of the upper floor took a deep breath, and the hand holding the pen trembled slightly.

But at this very moment.

A sword qi suddenly shot towards Ning Xiu.

Ning Xiu reacted in time and dodged.

It's a sword warrior!

After the battle, he actually attacked Ning Xiu without caring about his face as the number one sword in the world, which made everyone in an uproar.

"You can't live!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes showed a fierce killing intent, taking advantage of Ning Xiu's fatigue, he used his body to sweep towards the other party, Ning Xiu lived, he had to die!

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded, and just as Jian Wushuang's sword was about to fall on Ning Xiu's body, a gorgeous long crimson knife blocked his sword.

Swords and swords struck each other, and the energy swept away.

"Old fellow, I know you are shameless, but I didn't expect you to be so shameless." Murong Qiushui said indifferently, the blade of the Yan knife in his hand was deflected, shaking the sword Wushuang back, and then, the Yan knife slashed out and drew a poignant arc in the air.

Jian Wushuang held the sword to block it, and said coldly: "Murong Qiushui, you who have been trapped for twenty years can't be my opponent, if you want to die, retreat!" ”

"She can't, so what about me?"

Ye Huan stepped out, still with an elegant smile on his face, but his eyes were full of coldness when he looked at Jian Wushuang, "Dignified Sword Venerable, you have fallen to this point, Jian Wushuang, you have lost your dignity as a martial artist." ”

"Bullshit dignity, living is the most important thing, if I don't die, I have to die, and you will do the same."

Jian Wushuang said coldly, holding his sword and attacking the two of them.

On the other side, several figures rushed out, it was Iron Maniac and others.

"Protect the master!"

They gathered in front of Wu Qingfeng, protected him, and looked at Ning Xiu vigilantly, and some of them saw that Ning Xiu was already tired, and his combat strength must not be one in ten, and his eyes suddenly burst with a dignified killing intent.

"If this man lives, he will be in great trouble."

Someone made a move and struck at Ning Xiu with one palm.

But a plain white figure broke out of the air, and blasted the warrior into vomiting blood and flying upside down with one palm, but the snow was not stained, she looked at a few people indifferently, "The victory and defeat have been decided, if any of you dare to move Ah Xiu, you will have to die!" ”