"Heavenly Demon Hand!"

Xing Yuan's arm suddenly became extremely black, and a gloomy aura also emanated.

His palms slowly clenched, and the space around his arms became distorted.

A punch blasted out, and the air around it was shattered, and with terrifying spiritual power, it collided with the oncoming fist.

Bang bang!

The two fists collided, and suddenly set off a huge fluctuation, and the collision between the spiritual powers caused Xing Yuan and Wen Congyin to be shocked back.

"Hehe, this kind of strength can't beat me."

Wen Congyin froze, his eyes narrowed, staring at Xing Yuan from afar, and his palms slowly clenched.

The next moment, another punch blasted out, directly tearing the void apart, and smashing towards Xing Yuan with a surging force.

"Knife, come!"

Xing Yuan felt the power of oppression, his palm spread, and the Fallen Blood Knife appeared in his hand, and with a sharp swing, countless sword intent erupted from the Fallen Blood Knife in an instant.

Boom!

Wen Congyin's fist was like a bamboo, and in an instant, Xing Yuan's sword intent was broken by thousands, and then he continued to attack.

After another quarter of an hour, Wen Congyin's fist mark shattered all the sword intent and blasted towards Xing Yuan.

At this time, a wisp of sword roared by, standing in front of Xing Yuan, and directly shattered the flying fist.

Xing Yuan and Wen Congyin fought, and the aftermath tore several openings in the ring.

"Xingyi Fist!"

Wen Congyin glanced at Xing Yuan, his hands clenched into fists, swaying from side to side, sliding like a spirit snake.

"Serpentine!"

The next moment, there was really a green snake phantom, emerging from his arm, flying in the air.

Knock knock!

The Fallen Blood Knife flipped in Xing Yuan's hand, and then, the knife turned into a substantial killing intent and shot at the spirit snake.

Boom!

The killing intent collided with the spirit snake, and an extremely strong wave of qi erupted, and outside the ring, the audience and other players all felt a strong wind blowing on their faces.

"Tsurugata!"

Wen Congyin's arms changed, like a white crane standing up, and the next moment, there was really a white crane phantom, rising into the air.

Wow!

Xing Yuan looked at the phantom of the white crane in the air, and suddenly, he opened his mouth, and the sound of peacock chirping came out of his mouth.

In the next moment, he saw the crane shadow in the sky, as if he had met a superior person, drooping his head, and then disappeared.

"Leopard!"

Wen Congyin saw that the crane shadow was suppressed, his arms moved, and after a while, there was a cheetah phantom in the sky above him, baring his beak and fangs, wanting to pounce on Xing Yuan.

Snort!

"The Golden Flame Burns the Sky!"

Suddenly, Xing Yuan stood in the center of the ring like a three-legged golden crow, and then, he saw countless golden flames coming out of his body and pounced on the cheetah phantom, who was burned by the golden flame before he could respond.

"Tiger shape!"

Xingyi Fist has a total of five god forms, and three god forms have been destroyed one after another, Wen Congyin can't help but feel a little anxious in his heart.

The next moment, a colorful tiger came out of the cave behind him, roaring in the air.

"Sword!"

Xing Yuan felt a trace of oppression from the tiger phantom, he didn't dare to slack off, he raised two fingers, and suddenly, a sword intent shot out, turning into a substantial spirit sword and flying towards the tiger.

Boom!

The Tiger Phantom brought oppression to Xing Yuan, but his strength was not strong, and after two rounds, he was easily killed by the spirit sword.

"Dragon-shaped!"

The god form was forced one after another, Wen Congyin seemed to be very angry, and he was so angry that he used another god form.

"Go!"

Xing Yuan raised his eyes and looked, and in the next moment, his palm flipped over, and the fallen blood knife in his hand flew up again, and then, as if he had been 'resurrected', he slashed at the dragon-shaped phantom one after another.

Bang bang!

The dragon-shaped phantom looked very strong, but it was slashed one after another, and it was powerless to fight back.

"Brother Wen doesn't seem to be using all his strength? What's wrong? Is it intentional? ”

After Wen Congyin's five consecutive blows, he did not cause substantial damage to Xing Yuan, and Xing Yuan couldn't help but tease.

"Huh! Brother Xing, don't worry, the attack has just begun. ”

Wen Congyin stared at Xing Yuan expressionlessly, and the next moment, a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Xingyi Fist, five forms in one!"

Wen Congyin's spiritual power operated, and suddenly, he hit the god form he had fought before again without any sluggishness, and then, in the sky above him, the five god forms of dragons, tigers, leopards, cranes, and snakes appeared together.

Then, Wen Congyin clasped his hands together, and five divine forms poured into his arms, and the next moment, his left and right fists blasted out at the same time, smashing towards Xing Yuan.

"It turns out that it was just to condense the god form before?"

"But what's the fear?"

The fist intent that blended the five god forms came with a burst of breath, and the surrounding air was crushed by force, and the void was irregularly distorted.

However, at this moment, Xing Yuan's eyes were full of crazy battle intent, he put away the Fallen Blood Knife, held the Heavenly Phoenix Sword in his hand, and stood in front of the fist intent.

"Moonfall Sword Technique!"

The next moment, Xing Yuan moved, his palm spread out, and suddenly, one after another sword intent shot out from his palm, and in the blink of an eye, there were thousands of sword intents, sweeping like a torrent.

The sword intent was very sharp, tearing through the air, and struck overwhelmingly with the aura of boundless killing.

As soon as he made a move, he swore to separate the victory from Na Wen from Yin.

Bang bang!

The next moment, two fierce attacks collided blatantly, and the entire Yunling Square was filled with a deafening sound.

On one side, the fist intent was overflowing, and on the other hand, the sword light flew horizontally, and the fist intent and sword light were mixed together, directly plowing the ground of thousands of meters on the ring into a deep ravine.

Bang bang!

The protective shield on the ring burst open, and suddenly a figure flew out of the ring like an arrow from the string, and then fell like a kite with a broken string.

Poof!

Everyone hurriedly looked at the figure on the ground, only to see that the person, with countless sword marks left on his body, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and passed out.

"Shhh

Looking at the figure that fell to the ground, the audience who was watching the red group competition couldn't help but gasp.

"Is it him, Wen Congyin?"

"How so? Is the gap between Wen Congyin and Xing Yuan so big? ”

"Damn, why is this Xing Yuan so tough again? Lao Tzu bought Wen Congyin 100,000 gold coins. ”

"I also bet on him for 100,000 yuan, and I would have bought Xing Yuan if I knew it, alas, ......"

"The key is that Xing Yuan's performance is too volatile, but he defeated Liao Xingyue yesterday and Wen Congyin today, which is enough to show that his strength is really not weak.

It seems that the previous battle against Jia Yi was really an accident. ”

In the ring, the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, revealing Xing Yuan's figure.

At this time, he was standing on the edge of the ring, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, as if he had also been hit hard.

"Xing Yuansheng!"

After the referee of the red group announced the results, he immediately arranged for someone to lift Wen Congyin down for treatment.

Xing Yuan, on the other hand, returned to the contestant area in awe of everyone, and then sat cross-legged and entered the state of cultivation.

On the other side, Jia Yuan also had palpitations, and secretly glad that Xing Yuan didn't fight so hard with him in the last round, otherwise, his fate would not be much better than Wen Congyin.

At the end of this game, Xing Yuan won five and lost one, and now has four points, while Wen Congyin has changed from three wins and one loss to three wins and two losses, accumulating one point.

Since Xing Yuan had no bye, he tried more than Liao Xingyue and Jia Yi, and the points were temporarily ahead.

After a short break, the seventh round began.

In the first game, Jin Lei played against Jia Yi, Xing Yuan played against Guo Dongyi in the second game, Liao Xingyue played against Wei Ping in the third game, and Wen Congyin played against Qu Rong in the fourth game.

In the first game, there was almost no suspense, Jin Lei's strength was still a little lower than everyone else, and Jia Yi used a stick of incense to defeat him.

After seven rounds, Jin Lei won three wins and four losses, with a total score of minus one point, and Jia Yi won five and lost one, temporarily the same as Xing Yuan, accumulating four points.

In the second round, Xing Yuan fought against Guo Dongyi, because Xing Yuan was injured in the last round, after Guo Dongyi came to power, he did not plan to fight him, but wanted to consume Xing Yuan.

However, his thoughts were exactly what Xing Yuan wanted, Xing Yuan sat cross-legged directly and entered the cultivation state, and soon after, a layer of black qi appeared on his body.

Bang bang!

Guo Dongyi jumped left and right, attacking Xing Yuan from time to time, and the latter seemed to have not heard of it, allowing Guo Dongyi's palm to fall on his body.

Whew!

Every time Guo Dongyi succeeded, he would show a smile, and then quickly left the place, but he didn't find that the spiritual power in his body was fading, as if he had been sucked away by something.

Every time Guo Dongyi attacks, he will have spiritual power, which will be sucked into Xing Yuan's body for recovery.

After a long time, Guo Dongyi was a little unbearable, sweat broke out on his forehead, and the spiritual power in his body was unsustainable, as if he had been drained.

Whew!

At this time, Xing Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, with a light tap on the ground, his body suddenly soared up, and he was in front of Guo Dongyi in an instant, pointing to the bottom of the ring, and said with a smile: "Brother Guo, should I send you, or will you jump down by yourself?" ”

Guo Dongyi looked at Xing Yuan, who was in high spirits in front of him, couldn't help but smile wryly, and said knowingly: "I'll go down by myself." ”

Immediately afterward, he said to the red referee: "I lost. ”

This time, everyone in the audience didn't say anything, the strength of Guo Dongyi and Xing Yuan is not on the same level at all, if this doesn't make people admit defeat, doesn't it force people to die?

So far, Xing Yuan has six wins and one loss, and now has five points, and Guo Dongyi has three wins and three losses, and the points have returned to the original point again.

Subsequently, in the third game Liao Xingyue against Wei Ping, there was no suspense in this game, Liao Xingyue pressed Wei Ping throughout the whole process, and the latter had no backhand power at all, so he could only reluctantly admit defeat.

At the end of this game, Liao Xingyue won five and lost one, and now has four points, while Wei Ping has five losses and one draw, minus five points.

Subsequently, at the beginning of the fourth game, Qu Rong fought against Wen Congyin, both of whom were injured, and for a while, the red group was deserted in the ring.

Just as the referee was about to decide a draw, Wen Congyin rushed over, so Wen Congyin was awarded a victory.