The advent of the final battle of the Sword Sect Grand Meeting was a great event for all the disciples of the Inner and Outer Sects.

In the past few days, everyone has talked about Sikong Haoran and Danhong the most, and even some people have made bets on the attribution of victory or defeat in private, and it is undeniable that a large number of people will be inclined to Danhong to win the championship.

In the courtyard where Shuangshifeng lived, all the disciples were either cultivating in the room, or they were cautious when traveling, lest they would be punished for disturbing the senior brothers in the room by their inadvertent actions.

Outside the courtyard shrouded by the towering trees of Yunying Peak, Ye Ziying, who combed her eyebrows and bangs, tied two ponytails, and muttered a red lip, looked around, only to see that she was holding a wooden plate in her hand, on top of the wooden plate, a bowl of millet porridge was filled with wisps of fragrance rising with the morning light, and the autumn wind blowing seemed to be lingering.

A figure walked up to her silently, with a slight cunning in his eyes, "Yo... I said how early this morning there was a cuckoo singing on the branches, it turned out to wake me up to greet our beautiful and lovely little sister. It's so fragrant, the little sister is so sensible, this is for me. ”

Ye Ziying glanced at Muyang angrily, moved her body sideways, and the wooden plate in her hand moved an inch to the right, for fear that the millet porridge would be polluted.

"Little junior sister, don't worry, Senior Brother Haoran is cultivating at the moment, Senior Brother believes that he will definitely live up to expectations and win the championship of this grand event. There was a strong confidence in Mu Yang's words, but there was a different kind of light flashing in the depths of his eyes, because he didn't know how much of this possibility was.

"Well, I also believe that Senior Brother Haoran will definitely win, and he will beat that bastard of Danhong all over the ground. Ye Ziying smiled happily, and turned her eyes to look at the courtyard that was shrouded in a large array.

At the moment when she raised her head slightly, the millet porridge on the wooden plate was taken away by one hand.

The afterimage flashed in front of her, and she looked suspiciously in the direction where Mu Yang was, only to see him licking his lips with his tongue, shaking his head and saying unsatisfied: "Since the sixth junior brother came to Yunying Peak, this is the best millet porridge I have ever tasted... Lips and teeth linger. ”

"Ahh

Ye Ziying's phoenix eyes frowned, and the weight between her hands seemed to be lighter, and when she turned around, she found that the millet porridge on the wooden plate had disappeared, and a scream that pierced the sky echoed in Yunying Peak.

One is holding a wooden plate, the other is running for his life, and a chase is in full swing in the woods of the other courtyard at this moment, if it weren't for the large array in the room where Sikong Haoran was, it is estimated that he would also join the pursuit.

It is conceivable that being remembered by Ye Ziying, how serious and miserable Muyang's consequences will be.

Three days, for cultivators, is a flick of a finger.

The ten-year Sword Sect event, the championship battle for the second group of winners and losers, has finally arrived.

On this day, all the enchantments of the inner and outer gates of the Sword Sect were filled with an indescribable aura, which seemed to be very different from the past, but many people did not notice this.

The Five Peaks Peak Lord, the major elders, and tens of thousands of disciples, their faces were all filled with excited looks, and in the viewing area of the Sword Sect Square, there was a crowd of people in the black pressure as far as the eye could see, and even the attic and sword pillar in the distance were full of people.

On the high platform of the square, there are two more seats today, in addition to the Five Peaks Peak Lord, the other two are Jian Chen, the sect master of the Sword Sect who is not seen by the Divine Dragon, and the other is Wen Yu, the Taishang Elder who has murderous thoughts towards Sikong Haoran.

The arrival of the two of them shocked everyone present.

After a while, the five peaks also arrived at their respective seats one after another, and countless soul powers were like radars with no dead ends, passing through the bodies of Sikong Haoran and Danhong, and the one who stayed the most was Sikong Haoran, and they found that his breath was more restrained and calm than three days ago, and it seemed that what was detected was not a person, but a bottomless vast abyss.

Sikong Haoran sat upright in his seat, without any discomfort because of everyone's investigation, only to see him slowly raise his head, and the eyes under his eyes were as dazzling as the rising morning glow.

"I didn't expect that a person who had just entered the inner door would be able to go to this level and stand in a position that a large number of people can't reach!"

"Linyuan envy fish, if you don't retreat and weave a net, you can only be a spectator forever. ”

"He can have the current glory, behind it must be the unimaginable efforts of ordinary people, this battle, whether he wins or loses, his name will definitely spread throughout the five regions and thirteen states of the Hengduan Continent!"

In the viewing area, everyone was talking about each other, and many people's remarks gradually changed from ridicule and ridicule at the beginning to envy and awe.

At this moment, the peak master sat down, Chen Qi stepped out, looked at the audience, and all the voices died down under a majestic majesty.

"The ten-year grand meeting of the Sword Sect has finally ushered in the final decisive battle, who can win the championship of this grand event, this seat does not dare to make a conclusion now, looking at the previous achievements of the two, they all have their own merits. Who will fall, who will stand in the cheers, then let's wait and see. ”

"Win and lose the championship of the second group, Shuangshi Peak Danhong, Cloud Shadow Peak Sikong Haoran, quickly enter the final stage. ”

As soon as Chen Qi's words fell, Danhong and Sikong Haoran took off at the same time, and two auroras seemed to flash in everyone's sight, and their eyes closed slightly, and the two of them were already standing on the decisive platform of the Heaven Binding Array, and their four eyes collided in the space ten zhang away.

"Senior Brother Haoran, come on, press that bastard Danhong to the ground and rub it, a hundred times, a thousand times..."Ye Ziying leaned her hands in front of her red lips like condensed white jade, and shouted loudly.

A large part of the people in the viewing area were attracted by her thunderous words, and they all looked sideways, this little witch really dared to say anything, many people sighed in their hearts, who rubbed whom in this battle for the championship?

The curvature of their lips and the mockery on their faces seemed to give the answer!

Danhong's lips were slightly raised, as warm as the warm sun, but in this warmth there was a scorching heat that was hotter than magma, and Sikong Haoran's whole body was full of sword intent, as sharp as a sharp sword out of the sheath.

The two of them stood still like this, and the two momentum suddenly filled the entire Heaven Binding Array, and all the Xuan Qi in the hundred zhang was condensed.

"I thought that the final opponent would be Long Qianyu, but I didn't expect that he would give you this 'opportunity', today, I will destroy all the luck and pride you have. Danhong's eyes were like swords, and the words were thunderous, hitting Sikong Haoran's soul.

"You're still the same as before, talking nonsense. Sikong Haoran's last word fell, and the figure had already approached Danhong's body.

"Poof!

There was a burst of air in the air, and a pale golden fist stabbed through the spatial barrier and slammed into Danhong's face.

Danhong's long hair was raised, the wind swept in the surrounding space, his eyes narrowed slightly, he did not retreat but advanced, and a punch was blasted out, only to see that the air in front of the fist was full of fine cracks.

"Boom!"

It was as if the explosion of the Hong Bell when it collided with each other, resounding throughout the Heaven-Binding Array at the moment when the two fists collided.

The two of them each took a half step back, and at the moment of stopping, they simultaneously threw a punch into each other's throats.

The fist shadow overlapped, it seemed to be a punch, but in fact, it was a hundred punches, a hegemonic body, a golden body without casting, a large part of the people in the viewing area, their hands involuntarily covered their ears, and the rumbling sound of impact was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, deafening.

The two of them didn't have any temptation, and as soon as they came up, they were the most ferocious killing moves, with incomparable strength, and every punch wanted to kill each other.

The blood in Sikong Haoran's whole body was surging wildly, and the several fist marks on his chest did not weaken his speed by half a point, and under the wind trail cloud shadow method, three identical figures blasted out a punch at the same time.

"The carving insect skills dare to show off again, smash me. Dan Hong sneered, and countless fist shadows suddenly burst two of them, and at the same time as he burst the third figure, Sikong Haoran penetrated from the shattered shadow, and the golden fist that was burning with flames slammed into his chest.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a figure was thrown out towards the rear, and at the moment of landing, he took a few steps back before stopping his figure, and this figure that was thrown away was not Dan Hong, but Sikong Haoran, a trace of bright red blood slowly seeped out of his lips and teeth, and looked ahead in shock, "What a keen insight,... His speed?"

That's right, when Dan Hong smashed through the fragment of the third figure, another fist shadow broke through the heavy fist and hit Sikong Haoran's chest, and what Sikong Haoran smashed was only his afterimage.

The golden fist and hurricane exploded in every corner of the Heaven Binding Array, and every inch of space was raging with incomparably terrifying power, if it weren't for the large array barrier, the domineering fist intent released by the two of them was enough to flood the entire viewing area.

Everyone in the spectator seats seemed to be frozen by time at this moment, and they were looking forward to a wonderful showdown, but they didn't expect that the battle would be so tragic at the beginning.

"Danhong's hegemonic body is really fierce, it is so terrifying, and his speed is one point faster than Sikong Haoran, it seems that he did not use all his strength in the previous decisive battle. ”

As soon as they fought, Sikong Haoran was injured, and I don't know if he can withstand Danhong's fierce counterattack later. ”

"Danhong should want to destroy Sikong Haoran's strongest defense to destroy his self-confidence and pride, this last battle... Can he withstand the merciless trampling of Nightmares? ”

Those who had been through the hunt were talking, even sneering, and they were eager to see how the man who had humiliated them would fall miserably in a pool of blood.

Danhong's eyes bloomed with a dangerous light, and at the moment when Sikong Haoran landed, he launched a fierce counterattack again, the momentum of heaven and earth, it seemed to be mixed with a dull breath, the wind swept, Danhong's speed was as fast as thunder, and a thunderbolt suddenly flashed in the sky, like a ruthless and terrifying demon, opening his bloodthirsty dark minions.

Sikong Haoran's pupils shrank sharply in an instant, and the pungent bitterness in his mouth made every muscle in his body tense to the extreme, and the Wind Trace Cloud Shadow Body Technique worked rapidly, and with a clench of his palm, the Yanyu Sword appeared in his palm, and slashed out in the direction of the thunder.

"Woohoo!"

A sharp sword pierced the sky, strangled away in the face of the hideous thunder light marks.

"Boom!"

The thunder and the sword gang collided violently, and then emitted blazing sparks, Dan Hong stepped on the phantom that Sikong Haoran remained in place, and his right hand shifted, and the thunder sword hummed and escaped into his palm.

The overflowing sword qi shattered a large area of the battle platform, and the stones that sputtered and flew turned into fine particles of dust the moment they encountered the sword qi, and were swept away by the violent hurricane to the entire Heaven Binding Array.