Roar!

The fierce tiger opened its bloody mouth and pounced towards Situ Jianchen.

Ling Void Sword Array!

With a wave of his hand, Situ Jianchen condensed a powerful sword formation from the sky, directly enveloping the huge tiger, and the two powerful energies collided with each other, producing a violent explosion.

After this blow, there was no obvious winner or loser, and it could only be said that it was evenly divided.

Next, that Emperor Fu Jing ran the Holy Zhao Taixu Spectrum, and the spiritual power in his body was gradually improving, and at the same time, that Situ Jianchen was also running the Nine Tricks of the Imperial Sword, and the sword intent in his body was suddenly accumulating.

"This son's talent is really terrifying, he actually cultivated the Nine Tricks of the Imperial Sword to the eighth level. Song Hui looked at Situ Jianchen on the stage and exclaimed.

"Nine Tricks of the Imperial Sword" is the core martial arts of the Sword Sect, just like the Taixuan True Scripture of the Taixuan Sect, this Nine Techniques of the Imperial Sword has a total of nine layers, and the more you cultivate it, the more terrifying it becomes, however, in the entire Sword Sect, it is already considered a genius to cultivate this Nine Techniques of the Sword to the seventh level, and this Situ Jianchen actually cultivated it to the eighth level, which is not easy.

The battle between Huang Fujing and Situ Jianchen completely mobilized everyone's emotions.

The crowd of onlookers below shouted a tsunami, and every fierce fight on the stage would drive their emotions, shouting Huangfujing to cheer for them on one side, and shouting Situ Jianchen to increase their momentum on the other side, the scene was very grand.

The two fought each other for hundreds of moves, from dawn to dark, and the two finally showed their tired state, and the whole battle lasted for two hours.

With such a high load of squandering, I am afraid that an ordinary monk would have already been exhausted and retreated from defeat, while Huang Fujing and Situ Jianchen still maintained a passionate fighting posture.

The sky gradually darkened, the surrounding lampposts lit up, and everyone watched the game with great interest by the light of the candle flame, which lasted for another hour, and the spiritual power in the two of them had reached the point of running out of oil and lamps, and a strange power suddenly sprouted in Huangfujing's body to restore his originally somewhat depleted spiritual power to the peak again, and he defeated Situ Jianchen in one go!

In just the blink of an eye, Huang Fujing broke the stalemate of the battle.

"Senior Brother Huangfu!

The moment Huang Fujing won, the onlookers of the Holy Void Sect disciples instantly rioted, excitedly shouting Huang Fujing's name, and the entire dueling arena was drowned out by thousands of mountain shouts.

Huang Fujing stood in the center of the dueling platform, enjoying the worship of thousands of people, at this moment, he was like an emperor in the world, enjoying the worship of tens of thousands of people.

"This guy..."

Yang Chen looked at the proud figure, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The energy that suddenly burst out of the emperor's pure body just now allowed him to catch some clues, but he was not sure about his guess, it seemed that only after a real battle could he find out whether it was the same as his guess.

Situ Jianchen was shot down from the stage, his face flashed with a touch of dazed and unwilling, he didn't know what happened to Huang Fujing, he only knew that the withered power of the other party suddenly returned to Huangfu Jing's body, this feeling was like that Yue Mian swallowed Zeng Lingdan, but he knew that Huangfu Jing did not take the pill, and that power came from the deepest part of the other party's soul.

Therefore, Situ Jian was a little unwilling to lose, if it weren't for that mysterious power, he wouldn't have lost.

At least he was able to fight the other side in a lose-lose game and end in a draw.

"Jian Chen, what's going on?"

The people of the Yi Sword Sect surrounded them, and they were also puzzled.

Situ Jianchen shook his head, his temperament is like this, if he loses, he loses, no matter what method the other party uses, he will not pursue it again, and then he will only use this defeat as oppression, so that he has the motivation to improve his strength more quickly.

After enjoying himself for a moment, he looked into the crowd and gave it a look of contempt.

Yang Chen's eyes were hidden, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

After the first battle, that Liao Yunpeng took the stage again, this time with a faint smile on his old face, it was obvious that Huang Fujing's victory had earned them a lot of face for the Holy Void Sect, and Huang Fujing finally did not disappoint him like Jiang Dongliu and Leng Feng.

"Now for the second game, let's take the stage. ”

As Liao Yunpeng's words fell, Yang Chen and Ling Luoxue glanced at each other and walked onto the dueling platform.

The sky had already darkened, but the cultivators were originally different from ordinary people, they didn't care about these at all, and besides, their emotions had just been mobilized, and they were on the rise at the moment, so how could they leave like this.

Seeing the two figures on the stage, the mood of everyone in Taixuanzong was a little complicated, this time they didn't know who to support, after all, both of them were the most outstanding disciples of Taixuanzong, however, they were still inclined to Ling Luoxue from the deepest part of their hearts, because through these rounds of Ling Luoxue successively defeated Jiang Dongliu and Leng Feng, the three geniuses of the Holy Void Sect, Ling Luoxue was the one with the most hope of defeating Huangfujing.

However, at the beginning of the game, Song Hui said that if there is a variable in this conference, then this variable will definitely appear in Yang Chen.

Hu Lai and Qiu Ruo were even more nervous, they were even more nervous than the two parties on stage.

Because this is about the glory of their various disciples, but they both belong to the Taixuan Sect, no matter who wins, it will be the glory of the Taixuan Sect, so their hearts are very complicated.

"Two, have you ever been ready?" Liao Yunpeng looked at the two disciples of Taixuanzong and asked, his expression mixed with a hint of schadenfreude.

However, Yang Chen and Ling Luoxue ignored him.

After his words came out, it was as if he was treated as air, and Yang Chen and Ling Luoxue were still standing on both sides of the dueling platform, looking at each other, which made Liao Yunpeng a little embarrassed, you must know that he was the great elder of the Holy Void Sect, who saw him was either respectful, or Song Hui and Hu Lai of the Taixuan Sect did not dare to make a mistake, and at this moment, they were ignored in the eyes of the two juniors.

Liao Yunpeng snorted coldly in his heart, he was not easy to attack in public, wouldn't that seem too ungraceful.

Yang Chen looked at Ling Luoxue and didn't speak, his heart was also a little complicated, he also knew that Ling Luoxue had such a bad impression of him, especially when he was in Murong Villa, the two were in an illusion, Yang Chen was almost confused, if it wasn't for Ling Luoxue feeding his blood to Yang Chen, I'm afraid he would have fallen into that illusion from which he could never recover.

From that moment on, the relationship between the two became delicate.

It's just that neither of them is good at expressing themselves, so they didn't say anything.