Rumble!

In the next second, Yan Yi strode wildly, punched out, and the violent power rushed forward, and there was a "crackling" sound like burning wood in the air, and the sound of the flame aura urging the flesh to make.

Very simple and rough punches.

Before the people below could react and cheer, Chu Yan stood still and punched out.

Bang!

A bang, like a flat thunderbolt, resounded in the ears of all the disciples.

The wind burst and the figures flickered.

The scene where the disciples of Immortal Martial Peak expected Chu Yan to be knocked away by a punch did not appear, and the eyes of the disciples of Immortal King Peak showed irrepressible joy.

Because in the ring, the situation is presented.

Yan Yi's hair stood on end, and his body was like a tyrannosaurus, but he retreated many steps at once, while Chu Yan stood still.

By comparison, it's clear who is a little better.

Everyone didn't expect that Yan Yi, who looked incomparably strong and was known for his strength, was slightly inferior in the competition of strength.

No matter who this result is, he can't think of it, and even Yan Yi himself stood still for a while.

"Come again!"

Yan Yi was not convinced, burst into a shout, shook his numb arm, the muscles of his body bulged, and a red flame aura appeared on his body, although it was very weak, but the aura of the third order of qi cultivation was undoubtedly exposed.

A punch was swung out like a giant hammer, and the sound of bursts of flames burst in the air.

"You're good!"

Chu Yan nodded, and also threw a punch.

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye, the fists intersected again, and a loud bang erupted, which could be heard for miles, and some disciples with poor strength turned pale, and they had to step back a little and reach out to cover their ears.

The two people in the ring turned into a brute force competition, and the two never drew their swords, and it seemed that the two people were on the bar.

But if you look closely, you will find that Yan Yi has been attacking and Chu Yan has been defending, but he is smiling, standing in place, motionless.

"What a terrible force, these two guys, are they beasts?"

"What a savage way of fighting!"

"Oh my God, how did they develop such physical strength?"

The outer disciples around the ring were already stunned, and they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Especially when he saw that the ground that Yan Yi stepped on with his strength was cracked, there was a sound of gasping air all around.

Around the ring, Xun Yin and the two brothers of the Zhang family, who had already ended their battle, Xianyun Peak's [Qiyun Sword], Dongfang Yan, the first person in Xianwu Peak, Wei Suo, the fat man of Xiandi Peak, and Tian Yu, the beautiful boy, all looked at this battle that had not ended for a long time.

They all came to understand the opponent in the next round, and some people were shocked to watch this savage way of fighting, some people were dismissive, and some people were enthusiastic.

"Cut, it's a shame to actually fight like a beast!"

"Yes, the monk cultivates aura, and uses swordsmanship, fighting like this, it's really ......"

"You don't understand, they are all people with amazing physiques, maybe they have cultivated some kind of spiritual skills to strengthen their physique and strength, the Golden Body Xuangong, which must not be underestimated!"

"A strong physical body is an important direction of cultivation, and these two people have infinite potential!"

"Cut, two well-limbed, simple-minded beasts, unworthy of being my opponents!"

The disciples who have entered the third round, when they see the battle on the stage, they can't help but express their opinions, and there are different opinions, some of them have unforgiving mouths, but their looks are not good, and it is very troublesome to meet this kind of person. Thousands of troops

......

Rumble!

I don't know how many times the fist was exchanged, and it exploded in the ring.

Yan Yi stepped back, sweating profusely, even at this time his body was still straight, and he didn't look tired at all.

Chu Yan was still standing in place, motionless, but in the next second, Chu Yan's face changed: "You attacked a total of two hundred and thirty-two punches, and I took them one by one, but next I am going to attack, do you directly admit defeat, or do you plan to take my fist!"

When everyone below heard Chu Yan say this, they reacted, yes, it seems that Yan Yi was attacking all the time just now!

This Chu Yan doesn't seem to have moved.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

But come to think of it, isn't it the same in this kind of brutal battle, and whoever attacks is the same? Anyway, it's all fist to fist.

"Admit defeat, it's impossible, I finally found someone who can fight with me for so long, Immortal King Peak Chu Yan, you attack me, I'm ...... cough cough cough ......"

Before he finished speaking, a mutation protruded, Yan Yi's body shook, fell down, and then opened his mouth to spew out a bloody arrow.

"Hmm, I haven't made a move yet, it seems that I think highly of you!" Chu Yan frowned.

"Senior Brother Yan!"

Offstage, someone exclaimed, his body shook, stepped up to support Yan Yi who fell, and after a closer look, he saw that Yan Yi was bleeding blood from both his nose and ears, and the green tendons on his arms were bursting up, like brown centipedes.

"Immortal King Peak, you deceive people too much, you actually give such a heavy hand?" This disciple of Immortal Martial Peak was extremely angry.

Chu Yan: "That, I've been defending!"

"You ......" The disciples of Xianwu Peak were going crazy.

"Immortal King Peak, Chu Yan wins!" the inner disciple announced the result.

In the audience, the disciples of Immortal King Peak cheered, while the disciples of Immortal Martial Peak could only leave gloomily.

In this game, they have nothing to say, just like Chu Yan said, before I made a move, you killed yourself, blame me?

Distance.

"Interesting, hehe, it's really interesting! I hope I can draw Chu Yan, this kid suits my appetite!" The third old man of the Golden Immortal Cloud Peak [Seven Cloud Sword] Battle Maniac grinned with his teeth.

He just likes to fight so directly.

"This Chu Yan, I personally think that he is already at the end of the strong crossbow, although he has been standing strongly, but he must also have internal injuries, tomorrow's competition, no matter who he faces, he will lose!"

Chu Yan: Who said ????

"I'm going to have a fight with him sooner or later, and that Yan Yi, I like these two guys!"

"Let's go, go back!" [Qiyun Sword] boss Liu Pi turned around and left.

The first favorite to win the championship in the Wufeng Competition, with an elegant and handsome complexion, a slender figure, and a cold face, giving people a very bullish look, he will fascinate a group of women wherever he goes, and he has the ultimate charm of "pretending to be forced".

The other six people followed Liu Pi and left.

These seven people wore gold-rimmed white shirts and had an extraordinary bearing, which had already attracted everyone's attention.

"Look, that's the famous [Seven Cloud Sword] of Xianyun Peak!"

"Yes, the seven of them worshipped before they entered the Immortal Sword Sect, and each of them is strong, and they have all entered the third round, which is enviable!"

The disciples from various peaks were discussing, and among them, the disciples of Xianyun Peak did not hide the pride on their faces.

It's as if they're also members of the [Nangumo Sword].