"Ice Attribute Spirit Weapon?"

"This Xiong Qihui is actually an ice spirit root, and he is practicing ice attribute spells?"

Seeing Xiong Qihui show off his spirit sword, the ring immediately became noisy, and countless monks were surprised because Xiong Qihui took out an ice attribute spirit weapon.

The exercises practiced by the Ice Spirit Root Cultivator were very weird, and their power far exceeded that of ordinary attribute exercises, because they were mutated, they were extremely rare in the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Hearing the noise under the ring, the corners of Xiong Qihui's mouth slightly hooked a smug arc, his right hand waved the translucent spirit sword in his hand, his lips moved slightly, and he began to recite the spell silently, and his left hand suddenly sacrificed a white ice crystal entanglement magic air mass, and then put on a posture of holding the sword to defend, and said: "I'll let you make three moves first, so that others don't have to say that I bullied you!"

In the competition between monks of the same level, they will generally take the lead in order to take the lead. However, in the ring outside the Purple Light South City, generally speaking, the first to passively accept the challenge was made, and Yan Yangtian was still a second-order monk below.

The spectators around the ring had completely silenced at this time. Tens of thousands of onlookers, whether they were on the side of the Xiong family or on the side of the Yan family, did not speak again at this moment, watching the battle with bated breath, waiting for the final result.

Even at this time, more than ninety percent of the monks among them were still sure that Xiong Qihui, who represented the Xiong family, would undoubtedly have a better chance of winning this battle.

"Let me do three tricks! Are you looking for death?"

Yan Yangtian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said very seriously. At the same time, there is no hands-on practice.

Xiong Qihui raised his eyebrows, and there was a fierce aura in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Looking for death? I don't know where your Yan Yangtian got your confidence, can you still beat me within three moves? Don't talk so much nonsense, otherwise once I make a move, I'm afraid you won't have the strength to fight back!"

"Okay, since you're looking for death first, there's no need for me to be polite to you!"

His brows raised slightly, and the light in his eyes flashed, Yan Yangtian immediately stopped saying more, and stepped back a little.

The two were separated by about two hundred meters.

The ninth-level cultivators of the Qi cultivation period undoubtedly have a comprehensive advantage over the seventh-level cultivators of the qi training period. The scope of the divine consciousness is farther, the mana is more abundant, and the physical energy is more abundant. However, the ring is only 300 meters in size, and the range of fighting methods is naturally limited.

The ninth-level cultivator of the Qi training period wants to let the seventh-layer monk of the qi training period make three moves, although it is a bit big, but there is no big problem.

Yan Yangtian is not hypocritical, the other party took the initiative to let him make three moves, and if he didn't seize the opportunity, it would be too sorry for himself.

As soon as Yan Yangtian's divine sense moved, the turquoise seven water dragons condensed again, and they were much more powerful than before, and their speed also increased sharply, and they pounced towards Xiong Qihui with their teeth and claws.

At the same time, he raised his left hand, and an extra water attribute spirit sword appeared out of thin air in his palm, and a sword flashed out, completely blocking Xiong Qihui's retreat!

Yan Yangtian's two attack spells blasted towards Xiong Qihui almost at the same time.

The "Water Dragon Technique" and sword maneuver released by Yan Yangtian were completed at the same time almost in the blink of an eye.

"Not good!"

Xiong Qihui's face suddenly changed greatly.

Although Yan Yangtian's "Water Dragon Technique" was fast, he could still dodge it effortlessly, but now all his retreats were completely blocked by the sword, and if he was hit by the "Water Dragon Technique", he would inevitably be seriously injured and defeated.

If you don't force the "Water Dragon Technique" and want to dodge, you will also be injured by the sword.

knew that Yan Yangtian would be ruthless as soon as he made a move, and he would not be humble when he said anything, and said something full of words to make him make three moves.

Now that the situation is serious, even if he loses face, he will attack at the same time to defuse the threat at this time.

Not only Xiong Qihui, but even the countless monks under the ring were deeply shocked and unbelievable when they saw Yan Yangtian attacking like this.

Yan Yangtian's "Water Dragon Technique" combined with the attack of the Spirit Sword Sword was wonderful, except for hard connection, there was almost no chance to dodge.

To achieve such an attack, not only is it strong, but it also needs to have rich experience in fighting methods, otherwise it is impossible to exert such strength. Yan Yangtian's attack was undoubtedly abnormal.

"This Yan Yang Tian of the Yan family is extraordinary! Why have I never heard of him being so powerful before?"

"This Xiong Qihui of the Xiong family is too big, if he dies to save face, this time alone, he will be injured. ”

"It seems that this fighting method in the ring is not one-sided as imagined, it is a bit interesting!"

Whew!

The water dragon and the sword shot extremely quickly, Xiong Qihui didn't dare to slack off, he quickly recited the spell in his mouth, and suddenly shouted, and the ice attribute spirit sword in his hand burst out with a cold glow that was close to the sky, slashing towards the water dragon that was blasting around.

The temperature around the ring dropped rapidly due to the ice attribute exercises, and the water dragon attacked by Yan Yangtian also became slightly sluggish due to the sudden drop in temperature.

Burst!

The seven water dragons were slashed by the cold light emitted by the Ice Spirit Sword, and the Dao Dao was split into two halves, turning into water droplets with Xiaoice crystals and splashing towards Xiong Qihui's surroundings, as if a rain of ice crystals had fallen, but this did not hurt him.

However, Xiong Qihui was still shocked by the huge impact of the water dragon and took a step back, and his figure actually collided directly with the sword that Yan Yangtian blocked his retreat.

Bang!

The sword struck Xiong Qihui's back. His protective shield was also shattered by the fierce sword attack at the same time.

Xiong Qihui snorted, staggered, and stepped forward a few steps, only then did he stabilize his footing, and he who had lost his protective shield was still soaked by countless ice crystal rains.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, if it weren't for the low-level defensive armor on Xiong Qihui's body that blocked most of the residual power of the sword, I am afraid that he would have lost his combat effectiveness due to serious injuries. Although he was separated by a defensive shield and a defensive robe, Yan Yangtian's sword still shocked him.

"This time, Xiong Qihui of the Xiong family has suffered a loss! Keep fighting, I don't know who wins and who loses!"

"Yan Yangtian's attack of the Yan family is so sharp, I underestimate him!"

"It turns out that Yan Yangtian's strongest attack this time turned out to be that sword ray, this time Xiong Qihui miscalculated!"

Among the countless people under the ring, several exclamations rang out again. There was also the sound of gasps.

Xiong Liehuang, the patriarch of the Xiong family, saw that his side had lost the upper hand in the first round, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he also snorted coldly in his mouth. He involuntarily looked at the seat of the Yan family.

At this moment, Yan Nanyuan, the patriarch of the Yan family, also looked at him, his eyes were opposite in the air, and invisible sparks flashed in the eyes of the two.

Yan Nanyuan, who withdrew his gaze, did not have the slightest joy of victory in his eyes, but a trace of solemnity was contained in it.

Although Yan Yangtian had the upper hand on the surface in this round, Xiong Qihui's combat power was not greatly damaged because of this. put away the heart of contempt, the difference between the two people's class is still Xiong Qihui's victory, which makes Yan Nanyuan's heart pound.

In this gambling battle, the Yan family can't lose, and they can't afford to lose!