Boom!

A burst of energy exploded in an instant.

The ground shook violently, kicking up a sky of dust.

Everyone watched with bated breath as they watched the next result.

But in the eyes of most people, Qin Xuan is definitely gone this time.

Most people still know Fan Hongjun's strength.

The mirror of nirvana is heavy.

But relying on his strong physical fitness, some double people fight, and he can only fight in a roundabout way, and he does not dare to confront him head-on.

"This kid is dead, how dare he be so bold."

"I hope this kid doesn't die, otherwise it will be troublesome to solve the matter then."

A group of people began to whisper.

Only Gu Qianqian, Yun Wenqian, and Yu Qingqing sat there quietly.

Qin Xuan's strength was clearer than anyone else.

If Qin Xuan could be solved just by doing so, then Qin Xuan would have died outside a long time ago.

Sure enough, wait until the smoke clears.

only to find that Qin Xuan's fist smashed Fan Hongjun's mace.

The mace is visible to the naked eye, and it is concave with a concave mark.

At this moment, Fan Hongjun's body was stiff in mid-air.

"No, it's so strong."

"Could it be that this kid is also cultivating physical fitness?"

"I'll go, it'll do the trick."

The eyes of the crowd widened.

Everyone looked at Qin Xuan, even if he didn't die this time, he would be seriously injured.

However, I never expected that Qin Xuan didn't have anything to do now.

At this moment, Fan Hongjun's eyes looking at Qin Xuan were full of fear.

Qin Xuan still looked indifferent, and even raised his head and smiled at Fan Hongjun.

But this smile was like a devil in Fan Hongjun's eyes.

Looking at the weapon he had used for a long time, it was like a bubble in Qin Xuan's hands.

Fan Hongjun's heart set off turbulent waves.

The original arrogant look has long since disappeared, replaced by a solemn look.

"You...... You...... What realm are you? ”

Fan Hongjun stammered.

The body still maintained the posture that had just been hit by Qin Xuan.

"No comment."

Qin Xuan smiled faintly.

I have to say.

Fan Hongjun's strength is indeed very strong, if it is replaced by someone else, he will definitely not dare to respond to it this time.

"Okay."

Fan Hongjun's face sank, and then he put away his mace.

Dejectedly, he left the tournament platform.

Originally, he still had a chance to continue fighting.

But Qin Xuan's punch just now had shattered all his confidence.

He knew that if Qin Xuan wanted to kill him just now, he would already be dead.

There is no need to continue fighting.

watched Fan Hongjun leave like this.

The eyes of the others in the audience widened one by one.

"What happened?"

"What happened? Why did Fan Hongjun leave directly? ”

And Si Xiaxuan, who was in the sky, saw this scene and immediately laughed.

The others present may not have seen it clearly, but he did understand it clearly in mid-air.

Qin Xuan's punch just now didn't have any bells and whistles.

It was completely relying on the domineering of his true qi to block the opponent's attack.

"It's really good to block Fan Hongjun's attack with a weapon with his fist."

"The minimum requirements have been met, I hope you can work harder."

Si Xia Xuan thought in his heart.

Then Si Xia Xuan's figure flashed, and he once again came directly above the competition platform.

"Is there anyone who wants to cut in line?"

As soon as the words fell, a man jumped directly from the stage.

In his hand was a purple-black sword.

On the long sword, there is a purple streamer circulating, and it should be a valuable spiritual treasure.

When he looked at Qin Xuan, he didn't give Si Xia Xuan a chance to speak, so he clenched his fists.

"Zi Wanzong, Ling Wenshan, please give me advice."

After introducing himself, he slowly raised his head and looked at Qin Xuan, Qin Xuan took half a step back and made a gesture of please.

However, Ling Wenshan did not take the initiative to attack Qin Xuan, but looked at the position that Qin Xuan had just occupied.

only to find that there was already a crack in the position where Qin Xuan was standing just now.

Suddenly, his heart shook slightly.

You must know that this martial arts competition platform is specially prepared for their cultivators.

It is impossible for an ordinary attack to damage it.

And Qin Xuan's stomp just now, it was a crack in the ground, which showed how strong Qin Xuan's strength was.

At the same time, he understood that he couldn't go toe-to-toe with Qin Xuan.

Raising his head and looking slowly, a trace of coldness flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes.

"Please take out your weapons, or it will be boring to end too soon."

Ling Wenshan's voice was not flat, but it set off a storm in the entire martial arts arena.

Ling Wenshan has also defeated many people during this time.

His strange swordsmanship and extremely fast speed have annoyed many people.

"There's no need, let's do it."

Qin Xuan beckoned towards Ling Wenshan.

Ling Wenshan suddenly felt that he had been insulted, and his face suddenly sank.

"I'll give you another chance, take out your weapon, or don't blame me for being injured then."

Ling Wenshan still didn't make a move, still maintaining the posture of pulling out his sword at any time.

In the audience, Gu Qianqian and Yu stared at Qin Xuan.

Yun Wenqian was just lying on the sofa, looking leisurely watching the play.

"Can Qin Xuan win this time?"

Gu Qianqian couldn't feel it, Qin Xuan or Ling Wenshan, who was stronger?

But it can be felt that Ling Wenshan is very confident in his strength.

"Don't worry, that man is a showman."

Yun Wenqian raised her eyes and swept over Ling Wenshan's body.

Hearing this, Gu Qianqian was a little relieved.

At this time, Qin Xuan took a step forward and slapped Ling Wenshan directly.

Qin Xuan didn't want to have too much nonsense with him, after all, he couldn't stay here all the time, there were other things to deal with.

The next moment.

Ling Wenshan felt a violent force attacking from behind him.

Suddenly, a cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Why is it so fast?"

He had just seen that Qin Xuan was still in front of him, but this attack was coming from behind.

In other words, Ming Qin Xuan came behind him in the blink of an eye.

Ling Wenshan didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, and hurriedly pulled out his long sword.

In the next second, a crisp sword groan resounded in the sky.

Then he stabbed fiercely in the direction where Qin Xuan was.

But at the moment when Ling Wenshan stabbed past, Ling Wenshan realized that he seemed to underestimate Qin Xuan too much.

There was no shadow of Qin Xuan behind him at all.

At this moment, Ling Wenshan had a bad premonition.

It was too late, and he felt a hand grab his throat.

A cold voice came from his side.

"You've already lost."

When he turned his head mechanically and looked in the direction where the voice came from, he only found that one of Qin Xuan's hands was pinching his throat.

His eyes were cold.

Ling Wenshan's heart burst for a while.

"How did you do that?"