Chapter Seventy-Five: Sword Intent

There was an uproar under the stage.

"Feng Yu of the Feng family actually lost?!Am I not mistaken?"

"You read that right, I still lost to a sixth-level Qi cultivator ......"

"My God, then the fifty lower grade spirit stones I just placed to buy Feng Yu and win, wouldn't it all be lost?"

"I ordered a hundred lower grade spirit stones, I thought Feng Yu would win, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. ”

On the viewing platform.

The old ancestor of the Feng family, Feng He's face sank like water, and he knew exactly what strength his own Feng Yu was, I don't know which Xiao Sanxiu who ran out of the corner of the Feng family actually had the strength to defeat the elite that his Feng family had cultivated, which was really unexpected.

"Lao Feng, your face is a little bad. Zhang Jincheng said.

Feng He adjusted his expression and said, "It's just a little unexpected." ”

"There is still such a talent in the midst of casual cultivation. "The little guy is a little interesting, and he hides his face. ”

Yu Yu's disguise of appearance is only useful for monks whose divine consciousness is lower than her, and it is naturally useless in front of this group of primordial infants and the power of the gods, and even her spiritual root qualifications are clear in their eyes, and there is no need for a spiritual disk to measure it.

Master Jihua touched his white beard and said, "The qualifications are also good, but I don't know why I am still a casual cultivator." ”

Qiu Xi reminded: "It's just a little monk who cultivates qi at the sixth level, no matter how powerful it is, it's still like that, maybe it can grow up, you seniors may wish to pay more attention to the competition between the Zhuji group and the Jindan group, they are the new generation who are about to take over the square pot." ”

Someone immediately chimed in: "Yes, what City Lord Qiu said makes sense, what's the point of paying attention to these juniors in the Qi cultivation period all the time, let's take a look at the other groups." ”

Everyone felt justified and shifted their attention and began to pay attention to the juniors of the other groups.

The competition of the last ten people in the Qi training group started together on the five martial arts platforms, the competition between Yu Yu and Feng Yu had taken a long time, and when they finished the game, most of the games had already ended, only the competition of the fourth martial arts platform was still going on, and the two people who fought against each other were Fu Jian and Zhen Yan.

Fu Jian is known as the first person in the Fang Ju Qi Refining Period, and he is a rare genius sword cultivator who has cultivated sword intent during the Qi Refining Period, and he is the opponent that Yu Su is most looking forward to fighting.

And Zhenyan's strength is strong, and Yu Yu has never been in contact with Buddhist cultivation at all, and all kinds of fighting methods are unheard of and unseen by her, so she also pays great attention to him.

Driven by curiosity, Yu Yu did not leave immediately after the game, but went to the No. 4 stage to watch the competition between the two.

The competition on the stage has reached a white-hot stage, and Fu Jian and Zhenyan have also brought color.

The sky sword in Fu Jian's hand is awe-inspiring, the sword moves are extremely concise, there is no cumbersome action of dragging mud and water, and the moves directly take the opponent's vital point, and each sword has the potential to split mountains and break stones.

In the previous knockout rounds, Fu Jian often won the game before he pulled the sword out of the scabbard, and Yu Su never had the opportunity to see him really make the sword.

This was the first time Yu Yu saw the true appearance of Fu Jian's Sky Sword.

In the face of Fu Jian's aggressive attack, Zhen Yan was unflustered and still dodged with ease.

After dodging for a while, I saw Zhenyan suddenly rush to the center of the martial arts platform and rush into the sky with Buddhist beads.

The audience was breathless, and then shouted: "There has been, there has been! ”

Anyone who has seen the real strict fighting method knows that as soon as this action comes out, he is going to use the golden wire net, this trick is to cover the martial arts platform with golden silk threads when everyone is unconscious, and then take advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness to suddenly burst out, and pull the Buddha beads that control the golden wire mesh into the air, and the opponent can be trapped in it.

And some people have recognized this golden silk as the silk spit out by the fourth-order golden silkworm, the sword is difficult to break, water and fire are not invaded, and it is a treasure that can be used during the foundation building period.

However, the requirements for users of such treasures are naturally not low, and it is already very good for a monk in the Qi cultivation period to control dozens of golden silks alone, but this is really strict that one person controls thousands of golden silks, and can weave them into a net on the spot, which shows the strength of his divine sense and the precision of his control.

But the situation that everyone expected did not appear, Fu Jian flipped the Sky Sword, and Sen Ran's sword intent escaped from the sword, and the really strict golden wire net could not be put away at all under this Sen Ran's sword intent, as if there was an invisible defensive cover to protect Fu Jian.

"Huh?" Zhen Yan was obviously a little surprised, he had never lost this trick, and in the previous game, everyone simply stopped thinking about what to do after Zhen Yan's golden wire mesh was released, but simply tried to stop him from using the gold wire mesh from the beginning.

However, there are only two successful ones, but how could Zhenyan put all the wins and losses on the golden wire, and after he used other tricks, the opponents still lost without exception.

However, although Fu Jian's situation surprised him, it did not make him panic, he was full of confidence to become the final winner in this competition, after all, he was different from others.

Zhen Yan let go of the palm holding the Buddha beads in vain, and shouted: "Golden wire net, scatter! Heaven and earth net, close!"

The originally tight golden wire mesh immediately dispersed, and then fell vertically into needles and fell from the sky. There are also golden silks surrounded from all directions, forming a real net of heaven and earth.

At this time, even the audience under the martial arts stage began to worry a little about Fu Jian, wouldn't this be pierced into a sieve if he couldn't hide?

Although the Qunying Association strictly forbids hurting people's lives, injuries are always inevitable, as long as they leave a breath for the other party, it is not a violation of the rules, anyway, if you are half dead or not dead.

Just when everyone was praying that Fu Jian would avoid this heaven and earth net, they saw that Fu Jian was not afraid at all, he stood straight in place without dodging or dodging, and let the really strict heaven and earth net gradually approach.

The golden threads that fell vertically still couldn't get close to Fu Jian, and all the golden wires stopped three inches away from Fu Jian's body!

Yu Yu held her breath tightly, even under the martial arts stage, she could feel Fu Jian's awe-inspiring sword intent, those golden threads were all stopped by Fu Jian's sword intent and couldn't get close to the slightest, this was the sword intent!

Fu Jian quickly rushed out of Zhenyan's heaven and earth net, raising his sword and slashing towards Zhenyan.

Zhenyan's expression remained unchanged, but the corners of his mouth on the left side rose slightly.

Fu Jian's intuition was wrong, but he couldn't think of anything wrong, so he had to cut the sword down, but before the sword touched the real strictness, he suddenly felt a pain in the heart of his foot - the golden silk actually came out of the ground!

He was firmly bound on his feet, completely unable to move!

At this time, Fu Jian's mind was full of remorse, under his feet was the weakest place in his defense, the heaven and earth net, how could he forget that he could still attack from the ground......

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