Everyone heard this angry roar, but no one cared, still looking nervously at the stage.

Xiao Bufan and Hai Wuya secretly lucked Zhenyuan at the same time, ready to make a move, and both of them had ordinary thoughts: if Dao Yuan was really in danger, even if he didn't follow the rules, he would definitely be rescued.

The huge sword light that the scorching sun was also like, and its speed was almost to an outrageous point, and in an instant, it broke through the distance of several zhang and came to the front of Dao Yuan.

Jiang Feibai's mouth hooked up a cruel smile, and he had already begun to imagine the picture of Dao Yuan's hands and feet being broken and covered in blood.

Who knows, Dao Yuan, who has been in a trance, suddenly raised his head, and a smile like a fish hooking flashed in his bright eyes.

At this moment, Jiang Feibai suddenly felt that the opponent in front of him seemed to have changed into a different person, and a sense of vicissitudes and ancient times seemed to emanate from the depths of Dao Yuan's soul, eroding himself in an instant.

The momentum of the whole person has become magnificent and powerful, and it is a little illusory and ethereal, like a peerless sword emerging from the endless void, with the intention of killing decisively, looking at himself indifferently.

He has been learning in the Xuantian Sword Sect since he was a child, and then he has been honing on the rivers and lakes for several years, and he has seen countless masters, but no one has ever had such a thought that makes him feel fear and powerlessness from the depths of his heart, and subconsciously, the attack in his hand is a little weaker, and the bright and dazzling sword light is also dimmed immediately.

In Jiang Feibai's surprised and shocked gaze, an ethereal and illusory black sword light, like a black flame burning in the Netherworld Abyss, broke through the limitations of distance and time, and suddenly came to the top of his head.

In the air, there was a hot, breathless aura, the smell of the sword body rubbing against the air current.

As the black flames slowly fell, the sword light emitted by Jiang Feibai, like winter snow meeting the scorching summer sun, and like the darkness dispelled by the sudden light of the fire, disappeared in an extremely short period of time, and no trace could be found.

The low and dull roar of pain, mixed with the harsh and indescribable sound of friction, resounded in the minds of all the spectators, and at this moment, they even forgot to breathe, and they all watched this strange scene with bated breath.

Those ordinary disciples were quite better, because of their knowledge, they just felt a little unbelievably surprised, and they didn't have much other thoughts. The most surprised, and even shocked, were all the masters, including Xiao Bufan and Hai Wuya, how powerful their eyes were, they naturally saw the extraordinaryness of this sword, in terms of subtlety alone, they were shocked to find that if they were Jiang Feibai, in addition to dodging, they would not be able to deal with this seemingly ordinary move.

The black flame, which seemed to be slow, was actually extremely fast, and in a short period of time with less than half a breath, it wrapped a large piece of sword light and wiped it out, and then fell on the top of Jiang Feibai's head.

At this moment of danger, the human instinct to protect himself played an important role, Jiang Feibai poured all the true yuan into the sword body in an instant, and while dodging back, he raised his sword to block it.

Rumble!

Jiang Feibai's face changed, his breathing stagnant, Zhen Yuan actually had a faint feeling of uncontrollability, the long sword in his hand let out a tragic sword roar, and an extremely small crack also appeared on the clear sword body.

Dao Yuan's eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking at Jiang Feibai, but in fact, he was looking farther into the sky, and under the bullying of his body, the second sword fell again.

Before Jiang Feibai could catch his breath, he immediately felt a burst of scorching heat coming from him, and the black flames were less than half a foot above his head, and the speed was so fast that it was simply unheard of!

At this moment, he couldn't think about anything else, just thinking about how to avoid the Dao Yuan, stay away from the battle platform, and win or lose...... I don't care at all.

There was another loud bang, Jiang Feibai shook all over his body, and suddenly felt a sudden lightness in his hand, and when he looked at it, the long sword had already broken into more than a dozen pieces, and these dozen or so sword bodies actually flew over with the surging wind, and before he could react, he instantly disappeared.

The piercing pain made his whole body tremble, and he could no longer control his body accurately, and the speed of retreat naturally became extremely slow and full of flaws.

However, the nightmare is not over.

When the scorching aura of the Sword of Life and Death once again enveloped Jiang Fei Bai Zhou's body, he finally closed his eyes in despair.

However, things took a turn for the better at this moment.

Halfway through the life and death sword, it suddenly became light and fluttering, the falling momentum gradually slowed down, and the scorching heat slowly subsided, completely losing the power and demeanor just now.

"Bang"

The broad sword body, with the huge inertia, slapped on Jiang Feibai's Baihui acupoint, although the strength at this time was only less than one percent, but that's it, Jiang Feibai still snorted, rolled his eyes, and his body slowly fell, fainting.

A sigh sounded, and the sword spirit shook his head slightly, returning to the sword of life and death.

Dao Yuan's eyes returned to clarity in an instant, and before he could see the scene in front of him, a huge pain surged up like a tide, and his head was not only as uncomfortable as a pinprick prick, but also an unbearable feeling of intense dizziness.

"Sword Spirit, you unreliable guy......"

Only halfway through the words, Dao Yuan finally couldn't hold on, his body shook a few times, and then fell backwards.

No one expected that the battle between the two in a very short period of time would end like this, and both sides fell to the ground unconscious.

Hai Wuya and Wei Buxuan both got up and came to the stage, picked up the unconscious two people respectively, looked at each other complicatedly, and turned back to their own seats.

He Xiao Bufan gestured, and Hai Wuya took Dao Yuan and Lei Luo, accompanied by several disciples, and left the square.

On the other side, Wei Buxuan did the same, and left in a hurry with a few people.

The competition continues.

After calming down the disciples, their eyes became fiery and expectant again.

Under the auspices of Xiao Bufan, the next competition began.

Halfway through, Lei Luo asked eagerly, "Master Haiyuan, is my boss okay?"

"Don't worry, he should have overdrawn the true yuan and lost his strength and fell into a coma, as long as he rests for a while, he will naturally wake up. ”

Having said that, Hai Wuya still had some doubts in his heart: Why did Dao Yuan's divine soul have a slight shock......? It shouldn't be!

Several disciples who accompanied him looked at Dao Yuan in a coma from time to time, with a look of admiration and gratitude, and some even thought to themselves: When Senior Brother Dao Yuan wakes up, you must ask him for advice, it is also cultivation, why can he be so powerful? This gap is too big!

Soon, the group returned to the Yunxiao Martial Academy, and Hai Wuya ordered someone to place Dao Yuan in his room, and checked for him again, and after making sure that he was really fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and put down the boulder in his heart.

Lei Luo was arranged in another room, very close to Dao Yuan, he was seriously injured this time, and several ribs were broken, Hai Wuya connected the broken bones for him, and carefully adjusted it, and then fell asleep groggily.

When Dao Yuan woke up, it was already completely dark outside, and in the room, at some point, a candle the thickness of a wrist was lit, and the dancing flames illuminated everything around him.

Stretching his body, his gaze fell on the sword of life and death beside him, and he was about to say something, but he heard the voice of the sword spirit.

"How's it going, are you better?"

"If you defeat the enemy in one move, I'll be better off than I am now. ”

"Hehe, mistake! Definitely a mistake!" Sword Spirit smiled embarrassedly: "It's been a long time since I've fought like this openly, and I'm excited for a while, so I used a little more force......"

"A little?" Dao Yuan said dissatisfiedly: "That's it, it almost killed me!" If Jiang Feibai persists for a while, I'm afraid that now, I will become a waste." ”

The sword spirit knew that he was at a loss, and he didn't accompany him vigorously.

"By the way, it is said that my true yuan is not as strong as Jiang Feibai, why can it be so powerful in your hands?"

When the sword spirit heard this, he immediately coughed, and said proudly: "How can my sword spirit's methods be compared to that kid! It's not that I boast, even if he practices hard for another hundred years, it will never be possible to block my sword!"

Speaking of which, this time is really suspenseful, at the beginning, the sword spirit originally planned to secretly help each other and help Dao Yuan, because Jiang Feibai's strength is too high, and Dao Yuan's current strength is simply unable to directly cross the two levels to win him, although this way the sword spirit himself is likely to expose his identity, but the matter is in a hurry, and it is really a critical moment, where can he manage this.

But then he suddenly remembered that compared to ordinary people, Dao Yuan's divine soul was stable and condensed, and it was much stronger, and if he used the method of borrowing his body to exchange with Dao Yuan's divine soul and control his body to fight, it should not cause him any harm.

The soul is easy to change, it is an extremely profound and mysterious method, even the top masters in the world today absolutely do not know the truth, and it is even more unusable! But the sword spirit is different, he is an innate spirit body, and this prerequisite alone cannot be replaced by any one person. As the spirit of the divine sword who has lived for countless years, although the method of changing the divine soul is extremely profound and complex, it still can't help him, not only that, in addition to the divine soul exchange, the sword spirit still has many more ancient and mysterious things that have not been taken out, of course, it's not that he doesn't want to, it's just that it's not suitable for the current Dao Yuan.

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately probed the Dao Yuan's divine soul.

The result was as he expected, with Dao Yuan's situation at this time, it can indeed be so, but the time can't be too long, at most only ten breaths, otherwise, with the strength of the sword spirit soul, after a long time, it will definitely cause a lot of damage to Dao Yuan's body, and this damage is still permanent.

Maybe it's because he hasn't fought as a real 'human' for a long time, after taking over Dao Yuan's body, he was negligent for a while, and he still made moves and forces according to his own way of fighting, so, after sending out two moves, and when it came to the third move, he finally remembered, but it was too late, Dao Yuan's true yuan was infinitely close to drying up, and only half of the third move was issued, and the true yuan had disappeared, and the power was no more.

Fortunately, Jiang Feibai was also discouraged by these two moves, injured his viscera, and had no intention of fighting again, otherwise, it is really unknown who will kill the deer!

"I don't know, how is Thunderfall now!"