No one thought that Jianhua would be so strong!

In the blink of an eye, it is really surprising that the previous decline can be reversed with just one move.

"What a strong momentum!"

"What the hell is this?"

Feeling the sounds coming from all around, Situ Chongyu's face turned blue.

I thought I was sure to win, but I didn't expect to slap myself in the face.

When the head of the Situ family saw this scene, his face was full of embarrassment, and his face was flushed!

"Elder, it's time to announce the results, right?"

The crowd in the stands began shouting towards the referees.

At this time, the referee elder reacted.

With a smile, he walked out of it and announced to the arena.

"Jian Huasheng. ”

The two winners, Feng Zhengyang and Jianhua, as well as Du Ji, who had a bye before, began to compete for the title three days later.

When the scene dispersed, Feng Zhengyang returned to the courtyard and entered the room, no one disturbed him, you know, Du Ji and Jianhua, as opponents after Feng Zhengyang, are undoubtedly above him in strength, and if they want to come out on top, they must be prepared for everything, so everyone did not disturb him.

Feng Zhengyang also knows what he will face next.

Sitting cross-legged, consciousness began to enter the tortoise shell, if you want to improve your strength in a short period of time, the tortoise shell is undoubtedly a good choice, and there is also Emperor Yao to guide you.

As soon as he entered the tortoiseshell, he saw two figures arguing face to face.

"I said two masters, are you uncomfortable if you don't quarrel for a day?"

"Shut up!"

Emperor Yao and Panlong Shangxian turned their heads together, and they rebuked angrily at the wind.

Feng Zhengyang immediately closed his mouth, these two were not easy to mess with, and immediately became an audience on the side.

I don't know how long it took for the argument between the two to stop, and both looked at the wind that was about to fall asleep and asked.

"What are you doing here, boy?"

Feng Zhengyang shook his head before he reacted and said.

"Come and cultivate. ”

After speaking, he looked up at Emperor Yao and Panlong Shangxian very weakly, and then entered the cultivation room in the palace.

The rest of the time, when the wind is blowing, is spent in penance.

The continuous operation of the Nebula Jue in his body, coupled with the extremely strong aura in the cultivation room itself, he could clearly feel the changes that had taken place in his body.

Three days later, Feng Zhengyang felt the surging aura in his body, and then he slowly opened his eyes, in his body, the spiritual power surged, and with the sudden grip of his hands, the explosive power suddenly exploded, as if he could directly pinch and burst the air.

At this time, he can be regarded as truly integrating the cultivation of the later stage of the Wonder Sutra.

Immediately, he saw a sudden burst of light in his eyes, and the changes in his body made him ecstatic.

As soon as Feng Zhengyang came out of the cultivation room, he saw Emperor Yao and Panlong Shangxian waiting outside the palace.

After inspecting the wind up and down, he nodded with satisfaction, and then Emperor Yao spoke.

"I didn't expect you to reach such a state in a short period of time, I think you were still a literati and ink artist who didn't know anything. ”

The change in Feng Zhengyang really surprised Emperor Yao, what he didn't expect was that his apprentice actually had such a high talent, thinking of this, his eyes seemed to remember something again.

Consciousness returned to his body, and the wind was slowly waking up, standing up from the bed, pushing open the door, and seeing the team already waiting outside.

Because today is an extremely important battle.

The group stepped into the arena, and Lin Jian turned his head to look at the referee's seat, his eyes full of shock.

"I didn't expect that more than half of the sect masters of the Demon Beast Domain were here. ”

Feng Zhengyang heard this, followed Lin Ji's voice and looked at the stage, only to see dozens of majestic cultivators sitting in it, that kind of undignified and angry posture was indeed as Lin Ji said, the sect masters of each sect.

The number of people in the stands is several times that of the previous one, and after the finals, the disciples of various sects can be allowed to enter, and it will naturally be unprecedented.

Today, it is the annual elite competition in the whole demon beast domain, competing for a title, the title of the first person of the younger generation.

Any strong person is promoted step by step from a young age, so each sect also attaches great importance to the cultivation of younger generation disciples.

The disciples on the stage saw all the strong men sitting on the referee's seat, and they began to discuss cautiously, these are all big people who can't be seen in ordinary times.

"Unexpectedly, the sect masters of the heaven-level sect have all appeared, look, isn't that the sect master of the life and death sect Wen Feng? He had also been here before, but he didn't expect to come today. ”

"Of course, Du Ji is its proud disciple, why didn't he come?"

"You see that the people next to it are also big names above the prefecture-level sect!"

"Xiang must have come today to compete for the person with the title to enter his sect. ”

After the disciples on the stage finished speaking, the sect master on the referee's seat also seemed to start talking.

"I didn't expect you to be here? You have always disliked participating in this. ”

A sect master smiled and said to the master of the Life and Death Gate.

"Aren't you here too? Old thing, I'm afraid you Qingyun Sect aren't just here to join in the fun. ”

Not to be outdone, the master of the Gate of Life and Death replied.

Soon, I saw a sect master say to the referee elder.

"Almost, it's time to get started. ”

When the referee elder who was standing on the side heard this, he nodded, and then stepped forward, cleared his throat, and shouted loudly.

"The wind is rising, Du Ji, and Jianhua stepped forward. ”

The rules of the final are very simple, taking turns one-on-one.

After a short draw, the first game was between Feng Zhengyang and Jianhua.

Suddenly, the entire martial arts arena was completely boiling.

Jianhua, as a dark horse, has come to this day, and the wind is rising, and the previous cultivation with the late stage of the Qijing is all the way through the level, and the limelight is flourishing.

This is a duel between dark horses and dark horses.

It is also a duel between swords and swords.

The two figures stood less than ten meters apart on the high platform, and the two sky-high battle intentions collided together even more fiercely head-on at this moment.

Neither of them said too many words, strength is the best word, and the winner is qualified to stand in the end.

Laugh at!

The Blood Dragon Sword in Feng Zhengyang's hand had already appeared in his hand, and the killing intent all over his body surged around, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Jian Hua.

Not to be outdone, the long sword behind him was already out of its sheath, and the fierce sword qi broke out of the air.

Although the two didn't say too much, the fighting spirit that rose to the sky instantly ignited the atmosphere on the field to the extreme.

This is a duel between the supreme geniuses, needless to say, if you want to fight, you will fight.

"Fight! Fight!"

There were constant roars full of excitement and anticipation around the stage, and these disciples of various sects were already almost crazy.