"Li Nanshan, why are you only dodging, are you already at a loss for what you can do? Aren't you still full of confidence and full of fighting spirit just now?"

"In this ring, only the strong can stand to the end, and only the strong can ...... You deserve to have everything you want!"

"If you can only dodge, then I advise you to admit defeat quickly, so as not to lose too much and lose face in front of many fellow disciples!"

The thundercloud storm was approaching little by little, Li Nanshan did not act rashly, and retreated step by step.

For the treasure of the picture scroll that was spent, Poplar was unmoved, he deliberately provoked Li Nanshan's anger, and only wanted to force out all his hole cards.

What Bai Yang wants is a dignified victory, a head-on defeat of Li Nanshan's Dao Heart, so that Li Nanshan will lose convincingly, and from then on, he will never be able to raise his head in front of him, and he will no longer have the face to compete with him for Wen Caiwei!

The mud bodhisattva still has three points of anger, and the poplar's continuous provocative words finally made Li Nanshan also lose his temper, he originally wanted to use the jade pendant and flexible body to avoid the attack of this thundercloud storm, but now, his body suddenly changed his mind and changed his mind.

Li Nanshan's eyes were cold, urging the spiritual power of the whole body, in the dantian, the two silver and white sword pills operated at the limit, and the momentum was rising, and when he reached the peak, Li Nanshan's big sleeves flickered, and five hundred and twelve crystal light flying swords flashed out in an instant.

Countless, the shining flying swords merged into a dazzling giant sword in an instant, Li Nanshan raised his hands, grabbed it, and then slashed forward.

Suddenly, a brilliant and dazzling arc-shaped sword light of a thousand zhang size, with an incomparable momentum and a terrifying aura, slashed straight towards the thundercloud storm!

The word "thunder" of the wind and thunder sword technique, Li Nanshan based on the number of crystal light flying swords, created an original precedent, found another way, and brought it into play to the extreme of the current cultivation, this sword is amazing, and it also surpasses the scope of the foundation building period!

A shocking sword, a thundercloud storm, suddenly collided, for a while, the wind and clouds reversed, the sky roared, the surging waves, reversed in all directions!

The swords of the world, fierce and sharp, thundercloud storms, thick and long, one like an incomparably sharp spear, the other like an indestructible shield, the two are close to each other, which is stronger and which is weaker, it is difficult to predict.

The many disciples watching the battle from the outside world had their pupils shrunk one by one, their eyes vibrate, and even the expressions of some disciples in the Dan Stage looked a little dignified.

In the ring, the rumbling loud noises continued one after another, and the majestic air waves blew the long hair of the two of them flying, and their clothes hunted and hunted, and at the time of the stalemate, Li Nanshan took advantage of this opportunity to slash out a sword again, and the speed was like thunder, and the poplar had no time to react.

This slash, for the silver light flying sword and the blood red flying sword, the sharp slash fell on the huge palm in an instant, and the seal of the sealing cloud hand collapsed and shattered in an instant, Li Nanshan raised his hand and held the silver light flying sword and the blood red flying sword in his hand together!

After a few breaths, the sword dimmed and the storm collapsed, and the two were finally inseparable.

The thunder roared, the aftermath was not settled, Li Nanshan and Bai Yang stood facing each other from afar, their faces were a little pale, but the two looked at each other, both were as imposing as rainbows, one was as sharp as a sword, and the other was as sharp as lightning!

The pride of the sky often does not sympathize with each other, but will look down on each other and compete with each other, but only by walking in front of everyone and leaving the people of the same generation far behind, so that they can't catch up at all, can they be called the real pride of the sky!

"Senior Brother Bai, we don't have to be so tense. ”

Li Nanshan had the intention to resolve the "feud" with Poplar, and said in a deep voice: "You and Senior Sister Wen have known each other since childhood, childhood sweethearts, since you have love in your heart, why don't you confide in it directly? I, a latecomer, have no intention of getting involved in this matter!"

"I don't need you to point fingers at me and Senior Sister Wen!"

Bai Yang's eyes were gloomy, and he asked angrily: "Li Nanshan, you don't have to bother with your tongue, don't you want to win me?

"These are two different things. Li Nanshan didn't say anything more, and said: "Senior Brother Bai, we all want to defeat each other, but there is only one champion...... The law of the jungle is the strong, the king is defeated and the king is defeated, it has been like this since ancient times!"

"Okay! What a king and a loser!" Bai Yang's eyes shone brightly, and he shouted: "You have already held the two precious flying swords in your hands, come, use your strongest means, and we will fight it out!"

"As you wish. ”

Li Nanshan's tone was calm, and the next moment, he raised his hands and gradually moved closer, and the two flying swords suddenly gave birth to two earth-shattering cold sword rays, one silver and one blood.

The two sword rays merged into one in an instant, and then turned into a brilliant sword ray the size of a hundred zhang, mottled and separated, and suddenly the entire furnace realm seemed to light up a little, Li Nanshan waved his hands forward, the bright sword light was great, the breath was extremely terrifying, and he went straight to the poplar.

Bai Yang's expression was solemn, and he quickly pinched out the magic trick, and then, with his hands folded, he shouted in a low voice: "Black Moon Eternal Night!"

Suddenly, behind Poplar, a black moon suddenly appeared!

This is a waning moon, dim and black, extremely mysterious, exuding a breathtaking ghostly light, the world around the poplar, a darkness, he seems to be incarnated as a messenger of the night, this waning moon, will swallow everything!

The sword is bright, bright as dawn, the waning moon is dim, endless darkness, the two collide in an instant, the confrontation of the strongest means, the touch of black and white, if this picture is frozen, and then depicted, it must be extremely beautiful and shocking!

The disciples watching the battle from the outside world widened their eyes one by one, their breathing was stagnant, and the phantom picture above the Sun and Moon Hundred Grass Furnace was suddenly extremely dazzling, and it was difficult to see directly.

Banxiazi's eyes condensed slightly, and he suddenly asked, "Elder Li, who do you think will win?"

Feng Qingge's eyes were worried, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he replied softly: "I naturally hope that my junior brother will win, but I can't be sure. ”

When Banxiazi heard this, he sighed lightly and said slowly: "The two of them are both excellent juniors, their strength is extremely close, and the outcome is unpredictable, they seem to have a festival, but they only met once before, and I don't know where this festival came from." ”

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The confrontation between black and white shrouded the entire ring, and the figures of Li Nanshan and Poplar were hidden in it, and it was difficult to know what the specific situation was, and no one could say which was stronger or weaker.

After a long time, everything was silent, the light gradually weakened, and on the ring, the figures of the two were gradually revealed, Li Nanshan's face was pale, his body trembled, and the poplar vomited blood in his mouth, his breath was disordered, and the two still did not know the winner!

"Li Nanshan, this sword ...... It's really strong!" Poplar's voice was low, and he praised sincerely: "You are the strongest person I have ever met, the strongest person of my generation!"

"Each other, each other. Li Nanshan's eyes were full of wonder, and he exclaimed: "Senior Brother Bai has a profound background, amazing combat power, and he is also the strongest person Li has ever fought against!"

"Heh... There is no point in praising each other......" Bai Yang gasped and said loudly: "Li Nanshan, I still have one last trick, don't you still have a kitchen knife yet, come, let's divide the victory and defeat again!"

After that, Poplar waved his sleeves and used his last resort, he pinched his fingers, and a flying knife suddenly appeared, this flying knife was cast with something I don't know, the luster was strange, and there was a faint ghost fire burning on it.

In the next moment, the Phantom Fire Flying Knife attacked and killed, the speed was extremely fast, and the death crisis came, Li Nanshan's pupils shrank, and without hesitation, he raised his hand to the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly, from the small gap, a black streamer flashed, and the speed was even faster, and he slashed straight towards the Phantom Fire Flying Knife.

The Phantom Fire Flying Knife was like a psychic, and in the midst of the lightning and stone fire, the speed was paused, and the collision of the black streamer was avoided, and then the speed increased dramatically, heading straight for Li Nanshan.

Li Nanshan's expression changed, and he immediately made a decision, a little more away from the air, and at the same time, shook his body to dodge.

The black streamer missed, the speed was faster, and it ran towards the poplar, its trajectory could not be captured at all, but in a moment, it teleported out of a distance, and the poplar stood in place, motionless, and there was no way to defend against it.

In a flash of ghostly light, Li Nanshan and Poplar were hit at the same time, and the flying knife and kitchen knife penetrated through the bodies of the two respectively.

Li Nanshan was at a critical juncture, his body moved slightly, although he avoided the vital point, he was still seriously injured, his chest was scorched, and the ghost fire on the flying knife was burning his heart, and the pain was incomparable.

Li Nanshan staggered, gritted his teeth, the spiritual power in his body was exhausted, and he was no longer able to fight, Bai Yang's condition was worse than him, and the sharpness of the Supreme Treasure Kitchen Knife, monks below the Dan stage could not bear it at all.

A large hole was opened in Poplar's chest, blood gurgled out, and the wound was shocking.

Bai Yang covered his chest with one hand, and with the other, he trembled and wanted to lift it, but he didn't have any strength left, he stared at Li Nanshan, his lips moved and moved, but he couldn't say anything.

Bai Yang's eyes gradually dimmed, his consciousness gradually blurred, he did not want to close his eyes, he was extremely unwilling, but after all, he still "pounced" and fell to the ground.

Poplar sighed in his heart, smiled bitterly, and muttered in his heart: "I lost... It's over...... Sister Wen......"

A rich and gentle blue light gradually wrapped the poplar who had fallen into a coma, saving his life and sending him to the outside world.

The next moment, the bland voice of vicissitudes of life echoed in every part of the Baicaomen Mountain Gate.

"Zongmen Dabi, the champion of the foundation group, Li Nanshan!"