The imitation of the Zhuxian Sword is not uncommon in the Nether, it can be divided into nine grades, if it can make a nine-grade imitation, then it is almost the same as the real thing, but what is missing is the power of the fairy.

Fang Zong also had some understanding of the Zhuxian Sword imitation, which could make him feel threatened, it seemed that Yuan Ke's Zhuxian Sword imitation had reached the second-grade level.

"Heart-piercing arrow!"

Fang Zong didn't say a word, he just pulled out the arrow and shot it.

Ten percent of the dream power was poured into the arrow feathers, and it was like a blade of the wind, stirring up a wave of qi.

"Hehe, let you see what is different from immortals!" Yuan Ke sneered, controlled the imitation of the Zhuxian Sword, and pointed in the direction, and the imitation of the Zhuxian Sword immediately turned into a phantom.

The arrows and the imitation Zhuxian sword slashed for tat against Mai Mang, impacting together.

Hearing only the sound of "ding", the arrow feathers shot by Fang Zong were shattered, and the imitation Zhuxian Sword was like a broken bamboo, and its speed did not decrease, attacking Fang Zong.

Fang Zong's face sank, ten percent of his dream power couldn't stop this imitation in the slightest, if it was the real thing, how terrible would it be? However, the Zhuxian Sword was already approaching, and without thinking too much, his figure swept aside.

But this sword is Yuan Ke's magic weapon, and Yuan Ke's mind is connected, under Yuan Ke's urging, the Zhuxian Sword is like a shadow, no matter how Fang Zong dodges, he can't get rid of it.

"Meng Fang, admit defeat!" Yuan Ke sneered.

Although his Zhuxian Sword is an imitation, it is very powerful, but it needs to consume a lot of spiritual power. He was still thinking about the duel with Tong Fei in his heart, but he didn't want to consume too much because of Fang Zong.

In the eyes of everyone, Yuan Ke took out a copy of the Zhuxian Sword, and the outcome of this battle was already doomed.

But Fang Zong still didn't admit defeat, his eyes flickered, and while dodging the pursuit of the Immortal Sword, he pondered, as if he was thinking about a way to deal with it.

At this time, Fang Zong was indeed thinking about a way to win.

Yuan Ke didn't urge the power of the Zhuxian Sword too much, it seemed that he didn't want to use most of his spiritual power against himself, and wanted to force himself to admit defeat. Therefore, the best way to deal with it is hand-to-hand combat, with Fang Zong's amazing divine power, as long as he can get close, he has a seventy percent chance of winning.

But Yuan Ke had long been guarding against Fang Zong's hand, and constantly drove the Zhuxian Sword to block Fang Zong's offensive line, so that Fang Zong couldn't get close to Yuan Ke at all.

"Meng Fang, you forced me!"

Yuan Ke saw that Fang Zong still refused to admit defeat, no longer restrained his spiritual power, and began to urge the power contained in the Immortal Sword.

I saw that the imitation of the Zhuxian Sword floating in mid-air began to shake violently, and a terrifying spiritual power emanated from the sword.

Fang Zong's eyes froze, the Zhuxian Sword really deserved its reputation, even if it was an imitation, it was so powerful, I am afraid that this sword would not be able to take it.

"Is there no way?" Fang Zong was anxious.

In his mind, Fang Zong kept recalling the exercises he had practiced before, only the Xingchen Sword Technique could compete with the Zhuxian Sword, he had used the first sword technique in the Xingchen Sword Technique before, the stars changed, the power was extremely terrifying, and dozens of iron-skinned copper apes were instantly burned into ashes.

But the disadvantage is that the condensation speed is too slow, and last time he still used the Purple Qi Yang Generating Technique to cooperate with the Xingchen Sword Technique, so that he finally absorbed enough pure Yang Fire within a hundred breaths.

It's noon, the moment when the Pure Yang Fire is at its most powerful, and the speed of absorption may be a few points faster, but it's too late.

"Oneiroi Trick...... That's right! Oneiroi Trick!"

Fang Zong's eyes suddenly lit up, if the absorption speed in reality was not enough, then what about in the dream world? In the dream world, it can extend a breath by a hundred times and a thousand times.

Fang Zong has always used this characteristic to analyze the best combat methods in battles with others, so he can often defeat enemies who are much stronger than him.

But there are pros and cons to this way of fighting, the advantage is naturally that there is more time to respond, but the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, if the body can't keep up with the consciousness, even if you have anticipated the enemy's attack trajectory, you can't avoid it.

This is the case with Yuan Ke today, although the Zhuxian Sword is an imitation, but the speed is one point higher than Fang Zong's limit, and the other party's experience is far richer than him, so he doesn't give Fang Zong a chance to get close at all.

In the face of such an opponent, Fang Zong had to take risks.

As soon as his mind moved, the dream of Shura spread around, forming a barrier space that was invisible to outsiders.

The dream world and reality blended together, Fang Zong could feel the pure yang power contained in this square inch of space, and without thinking about it, he used the urging method of the Xingchen Sword Technique to suck all the pure yang power into the dream realm.

"It's hot!" sweat broke out on Fang Zong's forehead, and he instantly felt as if he had fallen into a furnace, which was filled with hot lava.

The power of Shura seemed to have been ignited, making Fang Zong's consciousness feel like being pricked by a needle, and he almost fainted.

I didn't expect the power of pure yang to enter the dream space, it was so terrifying, just as it just started to absorb it, it had such a terrifying heat, if it was an ordinary body refining realm ninefold cultivator, it would not be able to withstand it at all, and the meridians of the whole body would be burned by the fire of pure yang.

It was also Fang Zong's powerful body forged by the power of the hundred herbs and the power of Shura that he could withstand it, and Rao was like this, he was also very uncomfortable, and his throat was about to erupt into flames.

However, to Fang Zong's relief, in the dream world, the speed of condensing the power of pure yang was much faster than before.

At this time, in reality, Yuan Ke saw that Fang Zong refused to admit defeat, so he released the power of the imitation Zhuxian Sword.

Imitation at any time, but it can be given the name of Zhu Xian, which naturally has its special features. At this time, after the Zhuxian Sword was released, after a period of shaking, the Zhuxian Sword was actually divided into nine, and cyan sword qi emerged from the sword body of the nine Zhuxian Sword.

Click!

With a soft sound, the ground under the Zhuxian Sword actually cracked, revealing a cobweb-like crack, and the pressure of the Zhuxian Sword actually cracked the ground!

However, everyone saw that Fang Zong, who was pointed at by Zhu Xian Jian Yaoyao, was dumbfounded, standing motionless in place, not even having any thoughts of wanting to dodge.

If there is anyone in the audience who is the most nervous, it is none other than Sun Lei!

At this time, Sun Lei was in a cold sweat under the test table, and he was worried. Meng Fang is now his most important backer in Danqitang, if Meng Fang has no accident, his good luck will come to an end.

The Zhuxian Sword was divided into nine and shot straight at Fang Zong.

From Yuan Ke's release of the power of the Zhuxian Sword to the time it was struck, it was only two breaths of time.

I saw that the Nine Zhuxian Swords turned into nine green thunders with huge pressure, and they came to Fang Zong in an instant.

"Oh no!" Sun Lei's heart rose to his throat.

At this time, Fang Zong finally moved.

"The first form of the Star Sword Technique, the stars change!"

Fang Zong said coldly, took a step forward, used his fingers as a sword, and waved away with his sleeves.

When everyone thought that he was going to die tragically under the Zhu Immortal Sword, Fang Zong's right hand burst out with terrifying flames, which were even more terrifying than Fang Donglai's Flame Fist.

The flames formed a giant sword, with a huge amount of pure yang power, and collided with the nine Zhuxian swords.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, a burst of dazzling light emanated from Fang Zong's body, and everyone felt that the sky and the earth were white, like a thunderbolt descending into the world, and they were blind in an instant.

When everyone could see things again, there was a mess on the test table.

The ground of the entire competition platform was cracked, and only Fang Zong stood on it, but he didn't see Yuan Ke's figure.

Everyone was terrified in their hearts, could it be that Yuan Ke was directly killed by Fang Zong's move just now, and his soul was scattered?

"Hah...... Ha ......" Fang Zong gasped, his state was a little bad.

The power of pure yang is really too terrifying, even his body is a little uncomfortable by this blazing heat, but I don't know if it is because he has used it once, he has antibodies to the power of pure yang, this time his right hand was not burned black, but turned red.

Around Fang Zong, there was also a terrifying heat, and anyone could feel the terrible heat.

Just when everyone was puzzled, the figure of the referee elder fell from the sky, and in his hand, there was still a figure, who else could it be if it wasn't Yuan Ke?

The Referee Elder also looked at Fang Zong with some surprise, he really couldn't understand how a disciple of the Nine Realms of the Body Refining Realm could use such a terrifying move, even he was unwilling to resist.

He clearly saw that the move that Fang Zong had just used contained an extremely large amount of pure yang power. You must know that this pure yang power is not a joke, once it absorbs too much, the body can't bear it, and it may be burned to ashes, is it possible that this Meng Fang is still the body of flames?

Yuan Ke looked frightened, looking at Fang Zong, as if he had seen a ghost.

As soon as Fang Cai made contact, his Zhuxian Sword was actually knocked out, making him spit blood fiercely, and before he could react, that sun-like flame rushed in front of him, if it wasn't for the elder's action, he might have died in that flame.

"What's this trick?" the crowd gasped.

Under the competition stage, Zhang Hai had an expression of eating a dead child, he recognized it, Fang Zong was using the move of the Xingchen Sword Technique, thinking that he had such a powerful technique, he was extremely depressed.

"In this battle, Meng Fang wins!"

After the referee elder announced the results of the competition, he glanced at Fang Zong, flicked his fingers, flew out a pill, and said in a deep voice: "This is the Hui Ling Pill, which can restore your eighty percent spiritual power!"

"Thank you, Elder!" Fang Zong took the Spirit Pill and bowed his hand.

Fang Zong sat down cross-legged immediately, swallowed the Hui Ling Pill and a Dream Transformation Pill in one gulp, closed his eyes and breathed.

At this time, many outer disciples no longer regarded Fang Zong as an ordinary disciple, it was rare to be able to reach the ninefold cultivation of the Body Refining Realm at such an age, and with such combat power now, it could be seen that Fang Zong would definitely become a dazzling new star of the Tianyu Sect in the future, so all the outer disciples also put away their contempt.

Especially the star change just now, which frightened many outer disciples.

However, there is only one person, and the other party is still dismissive.

That's the genius of kendo, Tong Fei!