Feng Zhengyang's eyes opened suddenly, the killing god has now been raised to the extreme, and even his body has shrunk to the extreme, his speed has suddenly reached a terrifying speed, and everyone can't see his actions clearly, only a trace of afterimage flashes by.

Shout!

The cold sword light lit up violently.

The two of them shot at the same time, and the movements in their hands were also the same.

Two sword lights, a surge of blood qi, formed a gorgeous and beautiful cold light.

The other is cold, dazzling, and fleeting.

Both sword lights have only one characteristic, fast!

The dazzling light made everyone present close their eyes, and when they opened it again, they only heard a clang, and the sword weapon in Jianhua's hand fell to the ground, and a stream of blood flowed out of his mouth.

"You're really strong!"

After finishing speaking, Jianhua's body fell towards the ground with a "boom".

Poof!

After Feng Zhengyang fell down in Jianhua, a breath of blood also spurted out of his mouth.

Jian Hua's sword drawing and slashing was too fast, although he had already dodged his blow, but the moment he made contact with Jian Hua's sword intent, he was also frightened by it.

I saw that hundreds of swords suddenly split out of one sword, which was really too terrifying, and Feng Zhengyang himself was still affected.

Looking at the moment when Jian Hua's body fell, time seemed to have completely stopped at this moment.

In the stands, everyone's eyes widened and they watched the scene on the jousting field in disbelief.

The two of them decided the victory with a single sword!

The next moment, a landslide and tsunami-like roar and exclamation sounded on the entire stage.

"Kill the gods!

"It's worthy of killing gods!

......

On the referee's bench.

"This little doll's swordsmanship is really amazing!

The master of the Gate of Life and Death nodded when he heard the wind, and said such a thing, expressing his recognition of Feng Zhengyang.

These sect masters are all top powerhouses in the Demon Beast Domain, and those who can be recognized by them are naturally not weak.

At this time, everyone didn't notice that in a corner of the stands not far away, Du Jizheng looked at the wind on the stage with a smile and said a word.

"Interesting!"

After the referee elder announced that Feng Zhengyang had won, Chen Niannian couldn't wait to rush up and came to Feng Zhengyang's side, the green light in his palm flickered, and he put his palm in his body, slowly operating the aura in his body, and constantly helping Feng Zhengyang recover from his injuries.

Because Feng Zhengyang had exhausted his strength, and Jian Hua had lost consciousness and caused a coma, he naturally had no combat ability, so he decided to postpone it for a day so that both sides could recover their strength.

When night fell, Feng Zhengyang and the others were sitting in the courtyard, watching the sparks in the sky, Lin Ji's eyes flashed, and he asked Feng Zhengyang.

"Tomorrow is the match between Jianhua and Du Ji, you have also seen Du Ji's strength, I'm afraid it is far above Jianhua, you and him, can you be sure?"

Feng Zhengyang heard the words, and without thinking, he spat out.

"Cultivators, when you overcome all difficulties, you can achieve the true realm,"

Everyone laughed in unison, and everything the man in front of him said came true.

The next day came soon, and today was the battle between Jianhua and Du Ji.

The strange thing is that the battle between Jianhua and Du Ji ended in a very short time, although Jianhua still performed a proud sword drawing, but he was still naturally defeated by Du Ji's men.

Although everyone knew that Du Jiqiang was terrible, Jian Hua actually had no power to fight back, and it seemed that Du Ji's strength had increased a lot.

It can be said that Jianhua's drawing sword is already a very terrifying move among the younger generation, and Situ Chongyu has lost, which shows its strength.

But Du Ji and Feng Zhengyang appeared, and instantly made Jianhua's sword draw and slash dimmed, these two people are too demonic, one is a top genius who has been crushed all the way by strength, and the other is a dark horse who keeps stepping up the ladder, and the fight between the two has undoubtedly become a matter of discussion among everyone.

Feng Zhengyang didn't go to watch the battle, but when he said it from Lin Ji's mouth, he was still shocked.

"Even if Jianhua is injured and has not healed, it is impossible for him to be defeated so quickly, there is only one possibility!"

That is Du Ji's strength is already terrifying.

The wind is blowing, so thought.

Still, the final battle has arrived.

On the competition platform, as more and more sects gathered, a loud voice came out from the referee's seat, and everyone looked up to see a referee standing above.

"Today is the day of the finals, the two sides are Feng Zhengyang and Du Ji, and the winner is king!"

With the strong voice of the referee elder, the sound spread throughout the martial arts arena.

As soon as the words fell, the audience was boiling.

Today is the duel between the god of killing and the god of Tai, the battle between the two peak geniuses, the winner is the king, standing at the peak of the younger generation, enjoying the popularity of tens of thousands of people.

Immediately, in the midst of the uproar, the referee elder shouted out that sentence.

"Let's go!"

Immediately, I saw Du Ji walking into the martial arts arena with a very calm expression, and then looked up at the front, the wind was blowing but he was already standing on the stage.

Du Ji's eyes gradually began to become solemn, and he glanced at Feng Zhengyang, and they both saw the burning battle intent in the other party's eyes.

"I didn't expect that it would end up being a showdown between you and me. ”

Du Ji's voice was extremely cold, without a trace of emotion.

Feng Zhengyang chuckled lightly and replied.

"I didn't expect it either, please!"

As soon as the words fell, the two sides shot almost at the same time, and their bodies shot out like cheetahs, their five fingers clenched, and a punch was a heavy blow to each other.

The momentum of the two suddenly exploded, and the momentum fluctuations dispersed in all directions, and everyone in the stands exclaimed.

"What a domineering momentum!"

The surface of Du Ji's fist was entwined with aura, and the power of one punch actually caused the sound of breaking the wind.

His strength is already very strong, and his cultivation is still above the wind, and his fist strength is naturally fierce and fierce.

Everyone around the stands couldn't bear to shake their heads, because of the previous battle between Du Ji and Jianhua, in the eyes of everyone, Feng Zhengyang, who was inseparable from Jianhua, would naturally not be Du Ji's opponent, so they thought that Feng Zhengyang couldn't catch this punch.

Under the gaze of many eyes, the fierce fist wind came to his face, and the wind was looking at Du Ji's plain face, and suddenly stretched out his palm, clenched it into a fist, and rushed away.

Bang!

Everyone saw that Du Ji's fist strength and Feng Zhengyang's fist strength collided together, and they erupted into extremely strong fluctuations.

"It's just been a fight, and the two sides seem to be desperate!"

"Is this the duel of peak geniuses!"

Seeing this, the fiery atmosphere in the stands became much stronger and began to shout.