In the face of Wu Qingyu, who was violently shot and killed, Sun Dahong did not dare to be sloppy, and the spiritual power in his body was also poured into the Xuanzhong Jar without reservation.

In an instant, the two were already fighting together, and the surging and majestic spiritual power collided together, which was earth-shattering.

At the same time, the battle in the field also instantly attracted countless eyes from the audience on the platform.

On the podium, Dean Pang sat with a smile, his eyes slightly drooping in the direction of the ring, and his deep eyes took in the battle in the arena.

"This student named Sun Dahong has a very strong defense! In the face of Wu Qingyu, who has a strong attack power and is one realm higher than him, he is not false at all, and he can persist any longer, not bad, not bad, if this son is cultivated in the academy in the future, he may not be able to make a name for himself" Dean Pang said slowly.

"This Wu Qingyu is also a ruthless person! As soon as he came up, he took out such a powerful attack and such a high-grade treasure weapon, it seems that the Wu family has not invested in him less! Xia Dongze, the vice president on the side, said leisurely with a beard.

"Yes, neither of them is a fuel-efficient lamp, otherwise they wouldn't have made such a big move as soon as they came up, and I'm looking forward to the result of the final battle between the two of them now, hehe" Great Elder Feng Guokun said with a smile.

When the conversation was in full swing at the main stage, the field was also tense and exciting.

Wu Qingyu saw that the Spirit Devouring Spear attacked Sun Dahong's Xuan Bell Jar, and did not penetrate with a single blow, but fell into a stalemate, and his face sank.

I don't feel a little surprised, it seems that this kid really has two brushes, but this is more interesting.

Thinking in his heart, but his hand was not idle, his left hand held the gun and continued to attack, and his right hand quickly condensed spiritual power, only to see that after a breath, the blue light in the palm of his right hand suddenly rose, and a powerful spell wave escaped in the palm of his hand.

But when he heard Wu Qingyu shouting "Xuantian Transformation Spirit Palm", a sharp palm print gradually enlarged in Sun Dahong's eyes.

In the face of this sudden palm print attack, Sun Dahong could feel that the Xuanzhong Jar, which was already in danger at this time, would definitely not be able to withstand it if it was hit again, so he immediately stood in front of him with the sky-shaking hammer in his hand, and quickly cast a spell with both hands, and a spiritual shield mixed with dazzling yellow mangs was instantly formed.

As soon as he finished all this, the Xuantian Spiritual Palm was hit by Wu Qingyu's Xuantian Spirit Palm, and a crisp sound sounded, and the Xuantian Spiritual Palm shattered and dissipated invisibly, and then, the residual power of the Xuantian Transformation Spirit Palm continued to hit the Xuanyuan Shield that Dahong had just cast.

After Xuanyuan Shield was hit by this palm, the yellow mang on it trembled violently, and the powerful impact force made Dahong Zhen retreat more than a dozen steps before stopping, and the Xuantian Transformation Spirit Palm was finally exhausted due to spiritual power, and the follow-up was powerless, turning into smoke and dust.

The two looked at each other with wary eyes.

"Hehe, it's really interesting, a person who follows the young patriarch of the waste, can have such strength, it is also a rare talent, now I will give you a chance, take the initiative to admit defeat, and then follow me, I promise to make your strength stronger than now, I don't know what you think!" Wu Qingyu showed his white teeth and said with a strange smile.

"Oh, then it seems that you think you will eat me, dog, don't say that you haven't defeated me, even if you get lucky to beat me, you can't win my eldest brother, because you are such a despicable and shameless person, you don't even deserve to lift shoes for him, what kind of thing, and dare to say that my eldest brother is a waste, stupid X, I'm phew" Sun Dahong said with a look of disdain.

"Good, good, you've succeeded in provoking me, be ready to die!" Wu Qingyu gritted his teeth and said this.

The Spirit Devourer Spear in his hand was raised angrily, and his right hand quickly cast a spell, and a spell fluctuation that was even more powerful than before instantly permeated the field.

After a breath, Wu Qingyu moved forward with the gun, and the spirit devouring spear at this time was red and cold, and the head of the spear was red and bloody, and a killing aura was quite compelling.

At this time, Sun Dahong knew that Wu Qingyu was not going to ink, looking at this might, even the monks in the late stage of the refining base realm had to temporarily avoid the edge, facing Wu Qingyu who had exposed his hole cards, Sun Dahong bit his silver teeth, and only 4 percent of the spiritual power left in his body was used, and all of them poured into the sky-shaking hammer in his hand.

In an instant, the golden light on the Sky Shaking Hammer lit up, and a brilliant gem on the hammer body shone brightly, and then a power no less than the Spirit Devouring Spear in Wu Qingyu's hand was released.

On the main stage, Great Elder Feng Guokun's eyes lit up, and he stood up from his seat, stared carefully at the Sky Shaking Hammer in Sun Dahong's hand, was silent for a long time, and said in shock, "He has activated the instrument spirit inside the top-grade magic weapon Sky Shaking Hammer, so the breath revealed can catch up with the power of the best magic weapon Spirit Devouring Spear, but it shouldn't be, a monk in his realm doesn't have this ability to do it!" It's incredible."

"Okay, Guokun, watch the game with peace of mind, everything that exists has a cause, everything that is unreasonable also has a result, this avenue of cultivating immortals is all inseparable from this cycle of cause and effect, so, Guokun, everything you have to see the essence of things, you have to be calm, what are you doing, where is there still the majesty of the great elder, hehe" Pang Shide said lightly.

Hearing Dean Pang's words, Feng Guokun was like an enlightenment, his mind instantly calmed down, and he slowly raised his head and nodded gratefully to Pang Shide.

Besides, the two people on the field have already finished accumulating their strength at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly rose, Sun Dahong took the lead, glared at the soles of his feet, and came to Wu Qingyu's killing general, the sky-shaking hammer in his hand became a hand, and followed the body to rotate at high speed, the strong hammer wind, rolled up the gravel on the field, and the field immediately lifted the sand and stones, and the smoke and dust were filled.

Seeing Sun Dahong take the initiative to attack, Wu Qingyu smiled contemptuously.

The red and ferocious Spirit Devouring Spear in his hand was like a blood dragon going out to sea, stabbing at Sun Dahong with indomitable might.

The gun and the hammer collided for hundreds of rounds in an instant, and the strong spiritual power collided, arousing a dazzling bright light, and everyone hurriedly closed their eyes.

Snort

As a piercing voice fell, everyone looked at it, Wu Qingyu and Sun Dahong stood with their backs to each other, and the venue was unusually quiet.

After a while, a drop of blood fell to the ground, breaking the peace in the field, only to see Sun Dahong not only fall to the ground in response, but also his eyes were closed and his breath was weak, and everyone guessed that he should have been seriously injured and passed out.

On the other hand, Wu Qingyu was not much better, his whole body was ragged, full of wounds, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and the spiritual power around his body immediately became disordered, he hurriedly used the spear in his hand to support his body to prevent it from falling, and then raised his head with difficulty to look at the position of the main table.

(To be continued)