After three more games, it was Duan Gejun's turn to play.

His opponent, Li Fuyun, is a disciple of the intermediate class, with a thin figure, sharp beak and monkey cheeks, white skin, and some women's appearances, but his eyes are full of obscenity.

The key is that Li Fuyun is still a member of the Haihe Alliance.

Duan Gejun and Liu Guanyu got closer, and the Haihe Alliance took it with him and hated him.

"Boy, your road to the game is over!" Li Fuyun's pupils shrank, staring at the sturdy young man in front of him, and said viciously.

Duan Gejun smiled disdainfully: "What an arrogant boy, do you really think you are a green onion? ”

"You are looking for death!" Being humiliated in public, Li Fuyun was furious, his face became more and more hideous, he shouted violently, the momentum on his body soared, the spiritual power in his body burst out, and a pair of iron fists quickly bloomed with a faint brilliance.

"Black Tiger Digs Out Heart!"

The left fist protects the lower abdomen, and the right fist is struck out as a chest.

A fist shadow shot straight at Duan Gejun's chest and abdomen.

Duan Gejun stomped on his toes, and in the roar, the whole person was like a bird, sweeping straight towards Li Fuyun.

The left fist slammed into the incoming fist shadow, and the right leg slammed from the bottom to the top, and hit Li Fuyun's waist ribs at a tricky angle.

The speed is faster than lightning, and the momentum is extremely strong.

"Boom!"

The two fist shadows collided violently and exploded, and a huge explosion resounded throughout the audience.

At this time, the shadow of the leg has arrived, carrying a strong wind.

Li Fuyun snorted coldly, and his left fist slammed into the swept leg wind, only to hear a muffled sound, he was shocked in his heart, only to feel that the force on the opponent's leg was as brittle as a torrent and as heavy as Mount Tai.

At the moment of the collision, the powerful spiritual power burst out, and Li Fuyun couldn't help but withdraw his fists and retreated, his face full of horror.

"You've made it to level six?" he asked in a trembling voice.

"I'm sorry, I just broke through two days ago. Duan Gejun said with a smile.

Li Fuyun was silent.

There was a storm in my heart.

The ending of this battle is a bit suspenseful.

Originally, he thought that he would be able to eat and live on the other party, but who would have expected that the other party was actually one level higher than him!

"You admit defeat!" Duan Gejun said confidently.

"How can it be so easy!"

Li Fuyun said hatefully, slapped the storage bag with his right palm, and a flash of light flashed, and a one-person-high dragon pattern big knife flashed in his right hand.

When it shook slightly, a faint sound of dragon groaning, mixed with the sound of a knife, slowly sounded.

A bloodthirsty breath rushed out.

"Sweep through a thousand armies!"

Li Fuyun shouted, held the handle of the knife upside down, and shook it suddenly, and the dragon-patterned knife conjured up a terrifying knife shadow, slashing towards Duan Gejun's waist.

Duan Gejun frowned, took out a long sword, and slashed forward.

"Phew!"

The long knife like a door panel smashed violently and collided with the long sword.

The powerful force caused the long sword to break in an instant, and Duan Gejun's figure actually took a few steps back.

There were a few strands of blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Quickly stood firm, and his sharp gaze stared closely at Li Fuyun, whose spiritual power was surging.

"It turns out that you're still not good!" Li Fuyun said.

"I thought I could fight without blood, but it seems that I thought too much, come on!"

Duan Gejun said, stretched out his right hand, a black light flashed, and there was a pitch-black heavy sword in his hand.

Li Fuyun held a huge dragon pattern broadsword in his hand, the tip of the knife touched the ground, and the whole person flew towards Duan Gejun like an arrow off the string.

The tip of the knife scraped against the countertop, making a piercing grinding sound, and countless sparks burst out in all directions.

The figures of the two quickly approached.

"Dragon Knife Slash!"

Li Fuyun leaped up, the dragon pattern broadsword in his hand was slightly tightened, the blade turned, wrapped in unparalleled might, and slashed down towards Duan Gejun fiercely.

The sound of breaking through the sky roared, and the terrifying sword qi rushed like a wave.

Duan Gejun's face sank, the essence of his eyes flashed, the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, the heavy sword burst out of a pitch-black glow, holding the sword in both hands, slashing upward, crossing a terrifying trajectory, and facing it fiercely.

"Phew!"

The swords collided, the crisp sound of steel intersecting resounded throughout the audience, and the turbulent air waves scattered and soared.

For a time, the prestige was amazing.

Li Fuyun's knife was more fierce and sharp than the move that swept through thousands of troops just now.

But with such a fierce knife, he didn't take advantage of it.

The tremendous force of the heavy sword knocked him out of the air.

"Impossible!" Li Fuyun exclaimed.

"Nothing is impossible!Come, you can also take my move, Black Killing Sword!"

Duan Gejun said that, he roared, and his body rushed straight up, and suddenly he was above Li Fuyun, and the heavy sword burst out, slashing the void and falling from the sky.

The sword was swung out, and the heavens and the earth seemed to change color.

Duan Gejun was like a killing god above the nine heavens, descending on the world in an instant and destroying everything.

In the rich sword light, Li Fuyun's face was reflected to the extreme.

The big sword shook and slashed upward, as fast as a storm, and in an instant, it hit dozens of times, and it was able to resist the sword.

However, the heavy and abnormal power on the sword made Li Fuyun's entire body sink slightly, and he took several steps back under his feet.

As soon as he stepped on it, the test table made a rumbling sound, as if the whole table was trembling.

Li Fuyun's face became more and more pale, staring at Duan Gejun who was calm and calm above, and his heart couldn't help but feel cold.

The other party's strength has improved rapidly, far beyond his imagination.

"Give up, you can't stop it!"

Duan Gejun's faint voice suddenly sounded, and immediately everyone was shocked to find that behind his body, a divine dragon phantom appeared on the ground, and nine dragon patterns appeared on the surface of his body.

A powerful aura of destruction swept out like a tidal wave.

"Ah, how can you be so strong? What new anti-heaven exercises have you cultivated?" Li Fuyun asked in great horror.

"Haha, that's a must! Because I have a good brother! He gave me a kind of exercise, which is very powerful! You have to admit defeat in one way, otherwise you will ask for hardship!" Duan Gejun said.

His exercises, of course, were the dragon clan exercises given to him by Liu Guanyu, and he practiced the Divine Dragon Technique and the Dragon Breath Dafa, and the effect was surprisingly good, even he himself was taken aback.

When Liu Guanyu saw it in the audience, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Senior Brother Duan is really a genius, in such a short period of time, he has actually cultivated the Dragon Clan's exercises!"

"Junior Brother, has that Senior Brother Duan also cultivated the Dragon Clan Exercises?" asked Li Fuyun Chaochao.

"Yes, I gave him the Dragon Clan Exercises as well. Liu Guanyu said.

"Senior Brother Duan's cultivation is good. Lu Wuzhi said.

On the test platform, Duan Gejun jumped up again, the divine dragon phantom behind him looked up to the sky and roared, and the nine dragon patterns on the surface of his body seemed to come to life, like a swimming fish, twisting and rolling on the surface of his body.

"Slash!"

With a loud shout, the heavy sword slashed down.

Li Fuyun waved his knife to resist, but the defeat was even more obvious, after several blocks, the dragon pattern broadsword in his hand actually appeared a trace of cracks, a moment later, the crack expanded rapidly, a light sound, and then shattered.

Li Fuyun's pupils shrank suddenly, a look of horror appeared on his face, he roared, his waist bent strangely, his body flickered, his legs bent, and he retreated rapidly.

"Did you run?"

Duan Gejun smiled, the soles of his feet stepped out again, there was a bang, and his body rushed forward like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed behind Li Fuyun.

With a dip of his left leg, his body suddenly spun half a circle, and the pitch-black heavy sword with fierce spiritual power smashed down towards Li Fuyun's back like thunder.

This blow was weird, fast, fast, and in a flash of sword light, it was already close.

"Bull Shield!"

Li Fuyun was shocked, the spiritual power in his body surged, and the brilliance flickered, and he sacrificed the protective magic weapon bull head shield and blocked it in front of him.

The pitch-black heavy sword is slashing at the bull's head shield.

With a click, the bull's head shield broke instantly, and in the midst of the wild wave of qi, the sword of the heavy sword swept into Li Fuyun's body.

Poof!

Li Fuyun suddenly poured out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person rolled forward more than a dozen times like a **, and finally crashed into the protective shield of the test bench.

Looking at Duan Gejun, who had an indifferent face, he came slowly step by step, and Li Fuyun's face was no longer arrogant as before, but was full of horror and fear.

"What kind of weapon is this heavy sword of yours, and it can't even resist my bull-head shield in the slightest?Is it a high-level spiritual weapon?" Li Fuyun asked in shock, his tone full of disbelief.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone present suddenly focused on Duan Gejun.

Just smashed the dragon pattern broadsword, they just thought that the heavy sword was okay, but at this time, seeing that it was easy to shatter the bull head shield, then it could not be an ordinary weapon, it was likely to be a high-level spirit weapon.

"Hehe, quasi-king!" Duan Gejun waved the heavy sword in his hand, it was pitch black, flashing with a ghostly light, but there was nothing out of the ordinary.

When everyone heard this, their breathing suddenly became short, and in the eyes of many people, there was greed to climb.

Quasi-king!

There are very few spiritual weapons that inner disciples have!

There is a quasi-king weapon in his hand, and his combat power has soared directly by three or four percent, how can this not shock others.

"At this time, don't you still admit defeat!" Duan Gejun shouted.

"Beat me this trick, count you as a winner!" Li Fuyun roared, and suddenly took out a small cup, which was white and blue, and spun up quickly in his palm, rushing into the air, and bursts of purple light flashed out from the cup.

In the next moment, a pillar of purple light rushed up from the cup and went straight into the air.

Thundered!

In an instant, thunder and lightning flashed, and a three-foot-thick thunder pillar smashed down from mid-air, heading straight for Duan Gejun.

Duan Gejun shouted violently, the aura on his body rolled up, and the divine dragon phantom behind him shone brightly.

At this moment, the pitch-black heavy sword trembled violently, and the sound of a dragon's roar came out, resounding in the air.

Brush!

A sword light rose into the sky, piercing through the void, and in an instant, the earth was discolored, the universe was agitated, and the sword light was permeated.

This sword is sharp, vast, and unstoppable!

The pitch-black heavy sword was extremely ferocious, and it slashed upwards with endless ferocity, reflecting Li Fuyun's hideous face in a black and gloomy light.

The sword light burst out, and Duan Gejun held the sword high with both hands and slashed towards the thunder pillar.

As soon as the sword was released, the surrounding air was shattered, and a violent sound rose into the sky.