The scene was so chaotic that it could not be contained, and every disciple had a rising fighting spirit, all of them manipulating the magic weapon flying sword, pouring the most powerful moves into the disciples who attacked them.

I don't know when, some disciples have been injured, under the sword light and sword shadow, the light of Yuan Li flickered, and blood splashed.

The disciples who participated in the competition were accustomed to bloody battle scenes, and the splashing of blood not only failed to make them afraid and retreat, but became more and more warlike.

Such a scene naturally makes Du Feiyun and Gao Huangkui more like fish in water. The strength of the two was already higher than everyone else, and at this time, they were not besieged by everyone, and the pressure was greatly reduced.

The two of them relied on their superb body skills and speed to weave back and forth in the crowd, but whenever they saw a disciple who was injured and retreated, or was exhausted, or rushed to dodge, they would see the opportunity to make up for an attack in the open space.

A red flame of light rose under Du Feiyun's feet, his legs moved again and again, his body turned and turned, slippery like a swimming fish, dodging back and forth in the crowd. But any attack that came at him would be calmly dodged by him.

At this time, he was walking in the clouds, holding the sword technique in his left hand and the dark red magic sword in his right hand, and his figure suddenly passed through the gap between the two disciples.

Seeing a young disciple who was hit by an ice pick, Du Feiyun flashed forward without hesitation, and slapped him horizontally on the back of the head with a sword, making him stunned on the spot.

At the same time, Du Feiyun's right foot was instantly raised, and he kicked the young disciple's waist without reluctance, kicking him several feet away and falling under the ring.

The young disciple fell to the ground, rolling several times before stopping, his eyes shaking his head in confusion. After he barely got up from the ground, he realized that he was already under the ring and was eliminated on the spot, and his face was immediately depressed.

Until this moment, he did not know who kicked him out of the ring, and although it did not hurt his life, it left a black footprint on his waist and a large bag on the back of his head.

Du Feiyun continued to swim in the crowd, twisting his waist and bowing his head in one go, instantly dodging a sword light that came from his head. Then he bent his legs slightly, suddenly exerted his strength, and rushed forward two feet away, landing next to a female disciple with clear eyebrows.

The delicate female disciple was pursing her lips, her eyes resolutely manipulating the flying sword to attack a disciple not far away, and the companion behind him was resisting the attack for him.

Neither of them expected that Du Feiyun would suddenly appear beside them, and when they found Du Feiyun with a frightened look on his face, it was too late.

I saw that the crimson sword suddenly bloomed, and a five-foot-long, palm-wide crimson sword instantly appeared behind the beautiful female disciple.

Then, like a whip, the crimson sword slammed into her back with the sound of a whistling wind.

The body of the female disciple involuntarily flew into the air and fell three feet away.

Three feet away, is the edge of the ring.

This female disciple was wearing a body protection robe, so she did not suffer serious injuries, but only internal injuries. In mid-air, she forcibly supported the surging qi and blood, endured the sharp pain in her back, and twisted her waist, freeing up the brilliance of Yuan Li, and her body fell sharply.

Between the lightning and flint, the beautiful female disciple finally stopped the castration that flew out upside down, her feet fell to the ground, and she was relieved to see the edge of the ring a foot away behind her.

"It's so hanging, I almost fell out of the ring and was eliminated. ”

The thoughts in the heart of the beautiful female disciple had just risen, and she suddenly noticed that the wind in front of her was different, and she turned her head in an instant, her face changed drastically, and all that came into her eyes was a sole.

Boom!

A big foot kicked her like lightning, and her body flew backwards and fell headlong under the ring.

She only felt that her chest was suffocating, her heart was shocked, she got up in a daze, and when she looked down, there was an extra footprint on the cyan robe on her chest.

Seeing that she fell out of the ring and was eliminated on the spot, her eyes were full of anger. Looking up at the ring, when she saw that back, her originally angry eyes gradually subsided, and after a while, they turned into admiration.

Because, it was Du Feiyun who kicked her off the stage, she was not unfamiliar with this name, and she had also heard of this disciple's deeds of challenging Wu Tianchen.

At this time, she saw Du Feiyun's figure wandering in the crowd in a fluttering manner, the sword in his right hand constantly slapping away one disciple after another, and a pair of big feet constantly sending one disciple after another out of the ring, her eyes full of envy and admiration. ,

What she admires is Du Feiyun's superb strength, ghostly body style, and violent and unparalleled swordsmanship, and what she admires is Du Feiyun's good intentions and a trace of kindness.

After all, the sword in the ring has no eyes, and it is a melee, and every time it is three years old, many disciples are seriously injured and become disabled. Even, unlucky guys who were stabbed to death by a random sword on the spot also appeared from time to time.

And now, Du Feiyun relied on his superb strength, but instead of attacking the rest of the disciples with his violent and fierce swordsmanship, he took good intentions to shoot horizontally with his sword and kick off the ring with his feet.

In this way, even if these disciples were eliminated on the spot, they would not be severely injured and would not affect their future cultivation careers.

After all, if you are severely injured and become disabled, it will have a very great impact on your cultivation, and if you don't reach the realm of knotting, you won't be able to restore your body to health at all.

It was precisely thinking of these that those disciples who were kicked out of the ring, although they were very angry or depressed at the beginning, after their minds calmed down, they would admire Du Feiyun from the bottom of their hearts when they recalled what had happened.

This is the performance of superior strength, not only can you move around with ease, defeating one disciple after another, but you also don't need to explode your special moves, let alone kill the killer, and let your opponent be eliminated unscathed.

At this moment, those disciples who were sent off the ring by Du Feiyun actually had this idea, and they secretly admired and thanked Du Feiyun.

I am not afraid of losing the competition, and there are many opportunities in the future, so I will work hard and make persistent efforts. If you are seriously injured, missing an arm or leg and becoming a cripple, I am afraid that most of your cultivation career will be ruined, not to mention that your cultivation will be damaged, I am afraid that you will not be able to enjoy the road to immortality.

Many disciples were kicked out of the ring, and they could still admire and be grateful to him, this kind of strange thing, if Du Feiyun knew it, I was afraid that he wouldn't believe it himself.

At this time, there were fewer and fewer disciples in the ring. He still walks in the ring, watching and listening to all directions, but whenever a disciple is in trouble, he will not hesitate to dodge forward and send him off the ring.

Under the ring, the countless disciples who were watching were dumbfounded, all staring at the battle situation in the ring with shocked faces, and when they looked at Du Feiyun's figure, their eyes were very complicated.

Envy, jealousy, awe, reverence, and so on.

Those who are determined to improve their strength and become an inner disciple envy his superb strength.

The narrow-minded think that he is deliberately in the limelight and jealous of his showmanship.

Those with low strength are in awe of his ability to control freely, as well as his mellow and free control of swordsmanship.

Those who have good intentions respect his kindness, and their subordinates show mercy, believing that he is secretly protecting the participating disciples to avoid being injured and affecting their cultivation.

In short, all kinds of emotions, all kinds of ideas, all kinds of attitudes, and so on.

There is no doubt that he has successfully attracted the attention and attention of the audience in this competition.

The people who knew him before were whispering to each other at this time, introducing Du Feiyun's situation to his companions.

People who didn't know him were also curious to ask around when such a master had emerged among the new disciples.

In the crowd, there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes, staring at Du Feiyun on the stage. These people all had heavy faces, constantly thinking and thinking in their hearts, and they were thinking about what they would do to win if they faced Du Feiyun.

In the stands, Ning Xuewei and a few people surrounded the task elders, their eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Du Feiyun's figure, rubbing their beard with one hand, and a pleased smile appeared in their eyes.

In the stands due south, Wu Qianchen, who was surrounded by many inner disciples, had a calm face, but his eyes were very gloomy.

He looked at Du Feiyun in the ring with gloomy eyes, his right knuckle tapping lightly on the Nanmu chair, and he was thinking about the problem in his mind.

A moment later, Wu Qianchen whispered a command to the inner disciple beside him. The inner disciple left, came into the crowd, and quickly brought an outer disciple to Wu Tianchen.

Wu Tianchen handed a black pagoda to the outer disciple, with an encouraging smile on his face, and gave many instructions to the outer disciple with his spiritual sense.

......

In the ring, Du Feiyun and Gao Huangkui were close together again, and the two relied on each other, guarding the eight disciples gathered on the opposite side.

After nearly a quarter of an hour of scuffle, there were more than thirty disciples, and only ten of them were left at this time.

After the initial scuffle, the eight disciples who were still standing in the ring had consciously gathered together and surrounded Du Feiyun and Gao Huangkui in a fan shape.

In their eyes, Du Feiyun and Gao Huangkui are the biggest enemies, and only by joining forces to defeat the two can they win the most glimmer of hope. ,

These eight disciples were more or less slightly injured, and the consumption of Yuan Force was huge, and it was less than fifty percent.

At this time, the eight people gathered together and discussed countermeasures in a low voice, and the most stubborn decided to join forces to launch the sword formation, and strive to do the last battle.

Immediately afterwards, I saw eight people scattered, surrounding Du Feiyun and Gao Huangkui, with a specific step under their feet, and their bodies began to wander according to a certain law.

Everyone can see that this is the outer gate spell of the Liuyun Sect, the Bagua Sword Array, which belongs to the basic combined attack formation that the outer disciples can practice.

Eight people walked away with swords, and the sword light was Huohuo, following the trajectory of the gossip. Flashing continuously, the sword was out, and the sword light burst out, attacking Du Feiyun and Gao Huangkui.

The two of them were in the sword array, and every time they wanted to escape, they were blocked by countless bright sword lights, and they couldn't escape.

The intention is to fight back, but it is to fight against the attack of eight people with a single force, and it cannot be shaken in the slightest.

If the eight people scattered and attacked the two, Du Feiyun and Gao Huangkui could find a chance to break it. At this time, it was helpless against the other party, and the power of the combined attack formation was obvious.

In desperation, the two of them could only defend with all their strength and look for opportunities to fight back.

Half an hour passed, but he still couldn't break through the blockade of the sword array, and Gao Huangkui's eyes gradually showed a trace of impatience.

Du Feiyun's eyes were calm and calm, he was not flustered at all, and he was hesitating in his heart whether to break out with a special move.

In the next moment, dozens of criss-crossing sword lights suddenly converged, and the eight figures that were wandering also suddenly crossed the fluttering trajectory and overlapped each other.

A huge sword that opened the world suddenly appeared, and the golden giant sword slashed towards Du Feiyun and Gao Huangkui with the power of slashing through the void.

At this moment, the two of them shouted at the same time, and burst out with the strongest moves, and suddenly the brilliance of Yuan Li was splashed.

The folding fan in Gao Huangkui's hand flew endlessly, sending out a cyan halo wall, blocking the golden giant sword.

A hint of decisiveness flashed in Du Feiyun's eyes, and his right hand instantly pinched out three hundred and sixty sword techniques, and the strongest trick of the Dragon Sword Technique instantly burst out.

The overwhelming crimson sword light was divided into three times, and it slammed into the golden giant sword, and suddenly splashed with unparalleled strength.

When the three hundred and sixty crimson sword light stabbed the fading golden giant sword, the giant sword shattered, and the eight disciples snorted in unison, their faces turned pale, blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths, and their bodies flew upside down.

One move, a furious, sharp move, actually broke the Bagua Sword Formation of eight people joining forces.

At this moment, countless outer disciples looked at Du Feiyun in the ring with shocked and surprised faces, and their hearts were surging.

However, the next moment, the shocked and adoring eyes of everyone suddenly turned into astonishment.

Countless outer disciples widened their eyes and couldn't help but let out a low voice.

Because, in the ring, behind Du Feiyun, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on Gao Huangkui's face.

Then, the folding fan in his hands instantly erupted with hundreds of cyan blades more than a foot long, enveloping Du Feiyun in it.

At this time, Du Feiyun had just broken out of his trick and broke the Bagua Sword Formation joined by eight people, which was the moment when the Yuan Force was weak, and it was also the weakest moment.

Finished!

Seeing this scene, countless disciples felt sorry in their hearts, and they were not worth it for Du Feiyun, as if they had already predicted the scene of seeing his corpse on the spot.