Because of the exercises, although Liu Yan and Luo Qiao'er have the same realm as Qing Xuan and Song Xuezhou in the Yan Wolf Squad, their strength is stronger than the two of them, second only to Gong Lin and Likong, and the strength of the martial artist of the third stage of the transformation is the same, and it is not too easy to beat a martial artist in the middle of the second stage of the transformation fan.

In the field, after the young strong man of the Scorpion Squad was carried away, the second person to appear was a sword-wielding young man with the strength of the second stage.

"I'll go!"

Qing Xuan saw that the other party was also using a sword, so he couldn't help but spit out two words in a cold voice with some skills, and walked towards the center of the ring.

When Qing Xuan returned the Nine Elders to the sect, Lei Yue also taught Qing Xuan for a period of time, and after three years of hard cultivation, the artistic conception of Qing Xuan's sword path at this time was already small, exuding a sharp aura at all times, plus Qing Xuan's original cold temperament, just like a cold sword out of the sheath, giving people a feeling of sharp edge, which would strike a fatal blow at any time.

The young man with the sword felt the cold sword intent on Qing Xuan's body, and his face became extremely solemn, he was also a sword cultivator, he naturally knew the strength of the sword intent, and his sword intent was still a big gap from Xiaocheng, and he couldn't help but be more vigilant in his heart.

Qing Xuan was originally a cold and stuffy gourd, and he didn't say anything after he came on the field, and with a quick flash of light under his feet, his figure reached the young man with the sword, and the long sword in his hand was as fast as lightning to his throat.

Before the sword arrived, the scorching sword intent had already pierced the air, making a sword roar, causing the air around the long sword to become scorching in an instant.

Qing Xuanqi is like ten thousand years of ice, but his sword intent is as hot as fire!

The young man with the sword took two steps back, and the long sword in his hand hurriedly rose, trying to block the sword that pierced the throat, but unexpectedly blocked it.

Qing Xuan had already changed his moves, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight into the center of his eyebrows, and the compelling sword intent blew his hair back, and a small indentation faintly appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

Qing Xuan's change of move was too fast, and the young man with the sword didn't have time to retreat, so he hurriedly bent down and leaned back to avoid the sword blade, and at the same time, he raised his leg and kicked Qing Xuan's chest violently.

The young man with the sword has extremely rich combat experience, although he lost the first move and was slightly passive, but he was able to launch a counterattack in a very short time, and the speed of responding to the enemy on the spot was amazing!

Qing Xuan's cold face could not see the slightest expression, his feet slid back a step, the sword blade slightly raised his elbow and pointed at the opponent's nearby instep with the hilt of the sword, the hilt and the instep collided with a "bang" sound, and the leg kicked by the young man with the sword slammed down, and then straightened up with the force, although the instep was protected by the qi and was not injured, it was still painful and numb, and it looked a little unnatural after landing.

The young man with the sword knew that if he was attacked by Qing Xuan again, he would be defeated sooner or later, so as soon as he straightened up, he endured the pain in his feet and slid forward, and the sword blade also contained a trace of sword intent, and the speed was extremely fast and pierced Qing Xuan's heart.

Qing Xuan's feet slipped sideways to avoid it, and with a flick of the long sword on his wrist, the two were instantly entangled.

The battle between sword cultivators, there are not too many fancy moves, every move and style are the pursuit of the fastest speed, the shortest distance, the most effective attack, the minimalist can achieve extremely fast, the two of them are both sword cultivators know the truth, between the shots are fast, ruthless, accurate, play to the fullest, the move does not leave the opponent's vital point.

Fan Sicong in the stands watched the fight in the arena, with an appreciative smile on his face, obviously quite satisfied with the two people in the field.

Yan Zhi saw Fan Sicong's expression and asked with a smile: "Fan Protector, both of them have comprehended the sword intent, your old eyes are like torches, can you see who has a better chance of winning?"

Fan Sicong was obviously in a very good mood, and explained with a smile: "Although the two of them are quite cultivated, and their experience in the enemy is also extremely old, however, the people of the Scorpion Squad, although their kendo talent is not bad, but their qi is not pure enough, and the artistic conception of the sword is slightly inferior, and it is only temporarily flat, while the people of the Flame Wolf Squad are extremely pure, and the artistic conception of the sword is already a small success, and they have not used all their strength at present, it seems that they are refining their sword intent, and it is only a matter of time before they win." ”

Yan Zhi looked at the field and said: "The person of the Yan Wolf Squad is named Qing Xuan, four years ago, he was only a disciple of the Xuan Yan Sword Sect, a well-known outer disciple, after being missing for a year, he came back with a perfect body, and showed a strong kendo talent, and then he was accepted by Lei Yue as a personal disciple, and according to the secret agent, Qing Xuan took the Hatless Spirit Fruit!"

"What?Hate Spirit-Free Spirit Fruit?Is the news accurate?" Fan Sicong asked with a shocked face.

Yan Zhi turned his head to look at Fan Sicong and nodded slightly: "I also just knew, not long after this news came back, all the people in the Yan Wolf Squad were taken away by the Hundred Ghost Yin Soul Bottle four years ago, and after missing for a year, together with Li Jun, they came back from the sea, and the original third-rate Tianjiao people were all reluctant, all of them have become the top Tianjiao, and the news I have found so far can only confirm that Qing Xuan has taken the Hate Innocence Spirit Fruit, and the others have no exact news, it is speculated that all the people in the Yan Wolf Squad have taken the Hate Hate Spirit Fruit to achieve physical perfection!"

After Yan Zhi finished speaking, there was a look of envy in his eyes, if he could obtain a hateless spirit fruit in his early years, maybe he would have followed the martial arts, and he would not be the old man he is now.

Fan Sicong was shocked by Yan Zhi's words, the only people he knew of who had a perfect physical body were Shizun Yan Wuji and the other eleven Heavenly Kings, and he had never heard of any other martial artist who had reached physical perfection.

However, at this moment, in front of his eyes, there were seven martial artists with perfect physical bodies at one time, how could he not be shocked in his heart, only those with perfect physical bodies could reach the highest Heavenly Venerable realm, although the possibility was very small, but there was a glimmer of hope after all.

At this time, Qing Xuan in the field, as Fan Sicong said, did not use all his strength, everyone has a different kendo artistic conception, the reason why he is entangled with the other party is to feel the other party's sword intent, so as to take its strengths into himself, and make his own kendo artistic conception go further.

At this time, Qing Xuan already understood the artistic conception of the other party's swordsmanship, and there was no need to be entangled, the attack of the long sword in his hand changed, and the speed of the shot suddenly increased by three percent.

The young man with the sword was caught off guard, and was hit by the tip of the sword in his right arm, cutting a three-inch wound, and hurriedly retreated in horror, but as soon as he withdrew two steps, his body stiffened and did not dare to move again, his eyes looked at the long sword that was close at hand, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

But it was Qing Xuan's speed that was one step faster, and the long sword in his hand at this moment was already against the throat of the sword-wielding youth, and the scorching sword intent penetrated into his body and directly into his viscera through the sword-wielding youth's qi, but at this moment, he was cold in his heart, if he dared to make a half-point move, Qing Xuan's long sword would instantly pierce his throat!

The young man with the sword swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and sweat flowed down the rolling Adam's apple, covered with dense goosebumps.

"Let's throw in the towel!" the leader of the Scorpion Squad hurriedly shouted, for fear that Qing Xuan's long sword would pass through his throat if he shouted slowly.

Qing Xuan's cold face did not have the slightest expression, the long sword in his hand did not move at all, he was waiting!

Qing Xuan was just cold-faced, his mind was extremely transparent, if not, how could he become the second person in the flame wolf team to take the lead in Xiaocheng, he understood that he needed to fight for the advantage at this time, so he was waiting for Gong Lin to come forward to make a decision.

"Let's throw in the towel!" said the leader of the Scorpio squad as he stepped closer and spoke again with an ugly face.

"How are you going to admit defeat?" Gong Lin took a few steps forward, and said coldly without any expression on her pretty face.

Captain Scorpio naturally understood what Gong Lin meant, his forehead was beating, and he let out a long sigh of aggrievedness, and asked knowingly, "How do you want me to admit defeat?"

Gong Linqiao's face was slightly cold, and she turned around and walked back directly, as if she hadn't heard Captain Scorpio's words.

When the young man with the sword saw this, his face suddenly changed greatly, and the sweat on his forehead rolled down, and he understood in his heart that this was impossible to talk about, and what was the result of the collapse of the talk?

The long sword in Qing Xuan's hand trembled slightly, and he was about to hand it forward.

"Wait a minute, we're throwing in the towel, we're all throwing in the towel!" Captain Scorpio shouted with a gloomy face.

"Qingxuan, come back!" Gong Lin said with a cold face.

Qing Xuan withdrew his long sword expressionlessly, turned around and walked slowly towards the side of the Flame Wolf Squad.

The tense nerves of the young man with the sword instantly relaxed, he opened his mouth like a fish on the shore and panted, his legs were weak and trembling slightly, he staggered two steps and almost fell, he knew that if the captain hesitated just now, Qing Xuan's long sword would instantly pierce his throat.

After Captain Scorpio and the young man walked back to the team, he sighed with a gloomy face: "Let's go! We are defeated! The other party is far stronger than us, if it weren't for their mercy, we would have lost two people at this moment, we are not unjustly lost in this battle, let's keep our strength to deal with the opponent behind!"

After speaking, the first to take the lead and strode to the ring, the members of the Scorpio team glanced at each other, and followed the captain down the ring, although it was very embarrassing to admit defeat, and even be ridiculed by others, but compared to life, why not be ridiculed?

What's more, the other party's mercy on his subordinates twice can be regarded as giving them enough face! If there is a third time, they will definitely not keep their hands again, and who will go up to send them to death?

The reason why Gong Lin forced the other party to admit defeat and step down is that everyone knows the purpose, and for the time being, he doesn't want to expose the strength of the Flame Wolf Team too much, this is not a conspiracy but a righteous and bright plan, and no one has anything to say.

There are seven people in the Flame Wolf Squad, but now only two of them have won the shot, and the strength shown has shocked everyone, and no one knows their specific strength, making people unable to understand the details of the Flame Wolf Squad at all, so as to be a little more mysterious, and also make others a little more jealous!

Gong Lin and his party did not have the slightest joy of victory on their faces, they still had cold faces, and returned to their area expressionlessly.

Fan Sicong in the stands, after recovering from the shock, has been paying attention to the Yan Wolf Squad, until they walked out of the ring, then he looked sideways at Yan Zhi and asked: "Everyone in the Yan Wolf Team only rose after they disappeared and came back, this matter must have a lot to do with the captain Li Jun, but there is the exact news of Li Jun's death?"

Yan Zhi slowly shook his head and said: "Since Li Jun came back from Canghai, until he was shot down in the middle of the river, he stayed in Anhai Kingdom for less than a month, and he fought with Zhuang Yuanrui's disciple Liu Hongsen outside Fuhai City, which was the first time that the strength of the peak of the eighth stage of Shenfan was exposed, so including the Inspection Division, they didn't know much about him, and they didn't know what methods he had?

Fan Sicong groaned slightly: "Li Jun was able to bring a few people back safely from the sea, and changed their martial arts qualifications, and the Fuchuan River is close to the sea, he is very likely to return to the sea, I estimate that he has a seventy percent chance of still being alive, but he can't come back for the time being!"

Yan Zhi was stunned when he heard this, and said in disbelief: "Canghai is a forbidden area for human beings, even if Li Jun has some special means, with his strength of the eighth stage of transformation, it is impossible to survive in the sea, right?"

Fan Sicong smiled mysteriously and said, "Don't forget, you kid, where did Li Jun come from before?"

Yan Zhi was stunned and muttered, "Canghai!"