Sikong Ji's left-hand sword trick was drawn, and the fairy sword in his hand rose to the sky, flying several times around Yan Xu and the others, and the purple true yuan circulating on the sword left several circles of purple shadows around the three of them.

The fairy sword suddenly turned around in mid-air and shot at Yan Xu's back, Yan Xu turned slightly sideways, and the fairy sword slammed into the ground.

The body of the sword emitted a dazzling purple glow, and the word "indisputable" was faintly visible.

This indisputable immortal sword was given by his master Di Rong, the purpose of which was to remind him to keep a low profile and not to fight with others everywhere, but Sikong Ji had no intention of restraint.

"Don't you dare to fight? It's really a brave person, no wonder the first two times the three churches were at the bottom of the Dao Gate! ”

Yan Hua was about to speak back, but Yan Xu raised his hand to stop him.

Yan Xu said in a deep voice: "Then let's fight!" Where is the martial arts arena? ”

On the martial arts arena on the west side of Tianzhang Shengque, Yan Xu and Sikong Ji stood three zhang apart.

"Yan Xu, I will make you regret coming to Confucianism!" Sikong said arrogantly.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's fight!"

Sikong Ji's body did not move, his eyes were revealed, and the true yuan was released in an instant. The powerful purple true element rushed into the air, and then made a move towards the sky with his right hand, and the true element that filled the sky condensed into a purple lightsaber.

"Take me to the Holy Heavenly Peak!"

Sikong Ji's right hand pointed into a sword, and with a wave, the purple lightsaber that swirled in the air shot towards Yan Xu with a huge threat.

The various tricks performed by Confucian people need to be based on the Haoran Qi obtained from cultivating the Haoran Righteous Heart Technique in order to exert the greatest power.

Seeing that Sikong looked down on himself very much, he used the sword to make this move, Yan Xu responded calmly, did not dodge or dodge, and used eight successful powers, and his right hand also pointed into a sword, pointing to the sky.

Every time the sword finger rises, the sword qi formed in the air becomes stronger, and finally forms a long cyan lightsaber, and with a wave of the sword finger, the cyan lightsaber slashes towards the opponent's purple lightsaber.

With a bang, two powerful lightsabers shattered in the air, turning into a rushing airflow.

The two bore the brunt of the blow, being shaken back two steps by the powerful air current.

"It seems that I have underestimated you, but you are still my defeated men!" Sikong Ji put away his contempt, and with a move of his right hand, the indisputable immortal sword flew into his hand.

Sikong Ji suddenly made three figures, and three purple streamers stabbed at Yan Xu, and he actually used the purple dragon shadow, a unique body method of Confucianism.

Yan Xu saw that the three purple shadows did not look like illusory shadows, and as soon as the sword trick was introduced, Zhu Yang's sword flew into his hand, and six sword qi slashed towards the three purple shadows in succession.

Just as the sword qi was about to hit, three purple shadows jumped up in the air, and then merged into one, and a long purple light dragon appeared out of thin air, blasting towards Yan Xu in the air, this move is called the Breaking Sky Holy Dragon, which is extremely domineering.

Yan Xu took seven star steps, quickly moving and dodging on the martial arts field, and the ground was blasted out by the powerful light dragon.

This martial arts arena has the blessing of the formation, and the ground is extremely hard, but you can imagine the power of this move, the purple light dragon chased after Yan Xu under the control of Sikong Ji.

"Rats who don't dare to take the call!" Sikong Ji spoke wildly.

Yan Xu didn't say a word, and suddenly the Zhu Yang Sword came out of his hand, and a steady stream of True Yuan shot from the sword finger of his right hand into the Zhu Yang Sword, and the sword finger of his left hand flipped over, using the first form of the Yuqing Three Absolute Swords to slash the demon and evil in the clouds.

The Zhu Yang sword in mid-air was centered on the end of the hilt, and quickly rotated, turning into a long sword wheel, and the cyan sword wheel broke through the air and slashed towards the purple light dragon, and the light dragon and the sword wheel fell into battle for a moment.

Yan Xu pointed to exert his strength again.

"Break it for me!"

I saw that the sword wheel was shining brightly, and when I fought again, I actually cut the purple light dragon into pieces, and then slashed towards Sikong Ji with Yu Wei.

The others were in mid-air, and they couldn't dodge, so they had to condense the true yuan on the sword, holding the sword with both hands to block the sword wheel's moves.

With a bang, Sikong Ji was blasted to the ground, his purple clothes were torn in many places, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, obviously suffering a lot of internal injuries.

Yan Xu didn't give Sikong Ji a chance to breathe, he flew up with his sword, and used the trick of Antarctica to raise his fire might, and a stream of flame sword qi appeared above the tip of the sword, and the sword qi gathered more and more, forming a huge circle of fire, which kept rotating around the tip of the sword.

"I'll use this trick to defeat you!"

Countless flame sword qi shot towards Sikong Ji from the rotating fire ring.

Sikong Ji knew that this move was powerful, and he endured the internal injuries and used the fourth move of the Confucian Ming Holy Sword Technique, and the holy qi washed the stars.

Sikong let out a loud shout, and with a sword in his right hand, countless small qi swords transformed by the true yuan rotated rapidly around his body, and then the sword pointed at Yan Xu, and countless qi swords shot towards the opponent in mid-air like a tornado, with the potential to wash the stars.

Countless flame sword qi and qi swords met in mid-air, and the fierce confrontation caused a scene of red and purple intersecting in mid-air.

The momentum of the two attracted several deans of Confucianism.

Although Sikong Ji is a cultivation genius, his cultivation is still in the early stage of the Divine Illumination Realm, and Xu has already reached the late stage of the Divine Illumination Realm. After the two of them held each other for a while, Sikong Ji's sword momentum had already fallen, and the flame sword qi was getting closer and closer to him.

Yan Xu suddenly moved.

I saw him holding the sword in both hands, and the fire ring on the tip of the sword quickly contracted, turning into a long flame sword, and rushed towards Sikong Ji along the last wave of flame sword rain, and the powerful pressure made Sikong Ji awe-inspiring.

The stalemate was not over yet, Sikong Ji couldn't withdraw his moves, so he had to transport the remnants of the true yuan to resist desperately, and the endless true yuan turned into a body qi sword, and the speed of rotation became faster and faster, turning into a body protection qi sword.

Bang.

The powerful flame sword slashed at Sikongji's body protection qi sword, and the violent impact caused the sky to be full of dust.

"Break it for me!"

Yan Xu shouted, held the sword with both hands, and made a drag-sword pose.

Sikong Ji's body protection qi sword shattered, and the flame sword qi slashed into Sikong Ji, and then a miserable scream came.

After a long time, the dust in the sky drifted away, and the people were quiet.

I saw Yan Xu Zhu Yang's sword in his hand, pointing at Sikong Ji's throat, and Sikong Ji used his sword to pestle the ground and knelt on one knee.

There are long blood marks on Sikong Ji's chest, the blood stains are not deep, obviously Yan Xu is the result of the mercy of his subordinates, and there is no intact place in the clothes on his body, all of which are broken by the flame sword qi.

"You're defeated!" Yan Xu said indifferently, and then walked step by step to the outside of the martial arts arena.

"What a Confucian cultivation genius! Master, I'm a genius! Yan Xu thought to himself.

Sikong Ji spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted, "Can you be martial arts in the three sects in a year?" ”

"That's nature!"

Sikong said viciously: "You wait, I will definitely defeat you in the Three Sects Martial Arts!" ”

"Don't worry, I don't mind defeating you again!"

Several Confucian deans outside the arena whispered: "This son is victorious but not arrogant, has the demeanor of a sage, and will be the fierce opponent of the martial arts of the three churches in a year!" ”

Sheng Runian, the master of the shooting courtyard, responded: "That's true, it seems that I have to let Xuan'er work harder!" ”

The deans then disappeared silently.

Yan Hua said softly: "What's wrong with you? ”

"I'm fine, I'm worried that today's battle will make your life in the Confucian Sect difficult!"

"Don't worry, Sikong Ji can't help me in the Rite Academy, and I don't eat dry food!"

"I know that your current cultivation is no less than Sikong Ji, but you still have to be careful, don't follow his path! I'm afraid I won't be able to stay here today, and he will teach our brothers to catch up with the old days! ”

Yan Xu then left Confucianism.