The heavy sword has no edge, but it has extremely strong power, and a sword slashes into the leg, making a steel-like impact sound, and the trouser leg directly explodes, revealing dark skin.

This whip leg was originally smashed towards Zhao Fu's head, and the heavy sword finally made the iron leg shift a lot, but it still didn't stop, and smashed it Zhao Fu's waist.

With a click, Zhao Fu felt that the bones in his waist were almost shattered, and as soon as his throat was sweet, blood gushed out, but he still forcibly pressed it down.

Then the thunder in his hand gathered, and it was another flat thunder, and the thunder hit Yan Xiao's body accurately.

The power of destruction enveloped Yan Xiao, and countless arcs of thunder lit up, but Yan Xiao's body only moved, but he was not harmed.

Thunder can't even invade Yan Xiao's body!

Zhao Fu's face became even more solemn, all the immortal techniques had been used all over again, but Yan Xiao's body seemed to be hidden in a turtle shell, and he couldn't hit it at all.

This also made him feel a little frustrated.

The disciples around the square also fell silent, Yan Xiao not only had amazing defense, but even his strength was terrifying, how could such an opponent win?

Originally, Zhao Fu's physical strength was very strong, far surpassing the monks of the same realm, which was an advantage for him, but in front of Yan Xiao, this advantage turned into a disadvantage.

"This thunder is good, but it's a pity that it's still a little worse!"

Yan Xiao sneered, bullied him again, his fist smashed down like raindrops, the air exploded, and the roar was deafening.

Everyone understands that even if he continues to hold on, Zhao Fu has no chance of winning.

At this time, Zhao Fu was naturally anxious in his heart, it was the first time he had seen such an immortal technique, and he couldn't help but ask in his heart: "Sister Ling'er, how to break such an immortal technique?"

"No immortal art is perfect, so his immortal technique must have a fateful door, and if he finds the fateful gate, he can break his copper skin and iron bones!" Huo Ling'er replied.

It's just that there are many places on a person's body that can be used as a lifeline, and Zhao Fu at this time has no chance to try them out one by one, and he can't help but look bitter.

But soon, Huo Ling'er's words made the bitterness in his heart disappear.

"Boy, have you forgotten the immortal art I once taught you? Even if it can only be regarded as half an immortal art, as long as it uses spiritual power, the power should not be underestimated."

Zhao Fu seemed to have a bright light in his mind, and he directly understood what Huo Ling'er was talking about.

A thousand stacks of strength!

This half of the immortal art that Zhao Fu learned when he was still a mortal was once learned as a martial art for Zhao Fu to expel toxins from his body.

Use internal force to condense dark energy and directly enter the person's body.

And now, he can use spiritual power to condense dark energy, and the power is naturally much stronger than internal force.

Seeing that Yan Xiao rushed up again, suppressing him at the edge of the square, and falling punch after punch, he quietly stretched out his palm and stuck it to Yan Xiao's chest.

A thousand stacks of strength!

The spiritual power in his body surged, turning into a strong dark energy and rushing directly into Yan Xiao's body, and the layers of dark energy completely ignored Yan Xiao's copper skin and iron bones, and exploded in his body!

Bang bang bang!

The continuous muffled sounds made Yan Xiao's face change drastically, his body kept retreating, and then he even knelt directly on the ground, vomiting blood.

Zhao Fu breathed a sigh of relief, moved his hands and feet, only to feel soreness all over his body, and he didn't know how many bones were cracked up and down his body.

Yan Xiao still wanted to stand up, but his body was already in chaos, and the dark energy hurt his internal organs and meridians, and forcing him to act would only deepen the injury.

Ji Jiancheng, who saw this scene, suddenly stood up from his seat: "Waste, what a waste! Even a little *** in the middle of the Yunshen Realm, can't you win?!"

The two trump cards were originally intended to overpower Qianyuanzong, but they didn't expect to lose all of them in the hands of Zhao Fu.

Zhao Fu walked slowly past Yan Xiao at this time, and then stood in the middle of the square, exhaling a breath of turbidity: "Next."

Still

It was a firm tone, a calm look, as if the previous battle did not exist, and this momentum alone made people feel fearful.

The disciples of the Qianyuan Sect were even more in an uproar, they could see that Zhao Fu's body was trembling a little at this time, and they couldn't bear it one by one.

"Senior brother, that's enough." Yin Xiaocai shouted worriedly.

Zhao Fu just smiled at her, as gentle as before: "I'm okay, after all, I said that I would defeat them all!"

Ji Jiancheng snorted coldly: "It's just arrogant, boy, no matter how strong you are, can you really hold on?"

Zhao Fu thought about it seriously, and then said, "I think it's okay."

It's okay, these two words represent a lot of meanings, but in the ears of monks like Ji Jiancheng, it seems so harsh.

Cui He was the first to play, and he put down his arrogance to challenge all the opponents of Qianyuanzong alone, but he didn't expect that someone really wanted to do it.

And it's a member of the Qianyuan Sect!

Ji Jiancheng wanted to continue to send his disciples to the field, but none of the disciples dared to step forward, and they were all frightened by Zhao Fu's previous battles.

This disciple, who looks like a weak scholar, has a toughness that no one can match, like a stone.

But this resilience reassures his companions and makes his enemies feel terrified.

Probably this is also the reason why many people feel at ease with Zhao Fu.

Under Ji Jiancheng's tough orders, some disciples fought hard, but they had no intention of fighting, and they were unexpectedly defeated.

Zhao Fu stood on the square like a reef, defeating every opponent who came forward, and when he defeated the ninth person, Chang Daogang finally spoke.

"Zhao Fu, that's enough."

There was a lot of information revealed in his eyes, and Zhao Fu understood in his heart that this was to save some face for Feng Qingmen.

People are unkind, but we can't be unjust.

Fengqingmen wanted to monopolize all the places and monopolize the cloud bone flower, but Qianyuanzong would not do this.

Although this time Zhao Fu has done enough.

"I throw in the towel."

Before the last person on the Fengqing Gate could play, Zhao Fu arched his hand, and then carried the heavy and dark iron sword behind him and left the square.

Yin Xiaocai hurriedly stepped forward to support him, with a look of concern: "Senior brother, what are you doing so desperately, our Qianyuan Sect is not without one."

"I've already said that, wouldn't it be a shame to lose if I lost?" Zhao Fu quipped with a smile.

Because Zhao Fu had a lot of injuries on his body, Yin Xiaocai helped Zhao Fu to leave here directly and returned to the Elixir Garden.

Sun Zhiqian stepped forward, looked at Zhao Fu's appearance, and couldn't help but sigh and shake his head.

"Those dog elders are all very calculating, but I don't know that their calculations are just petty profits, which makes me look down on them!"