Soon, the hour is coming. Before the competition began, an incident announced from the mouth of the female cultivator named Qingyan in the venue immediately caused a lot of commotion among the people present, and when He Lingfeng once again confirmed the news that he had heard from the master before, he was still a little stunned and looked incredulous.

It turned out that the Tianyi Sect mid-stage foundation building peak monk who was originally shortlisted for the final finals with him actually took the initiative to abandon the competition!

And the reason why the disciple of the Tianyi Sect gave up the game is also magical, after a big battle with the opponent in the previous round of competition, he actually touched the bottleneck of cultivation, and after going back, he hurriedly retreated, and felt that he was about to break through to the late stage of foundation building, and he immediately decided to give up the game after a little weighing, so as to take advantage of this to improve his cultivation, after all, this kind of opportunity in cultivation is not something that can be encountered casually, once it is met and grasped, it can save a lot of time and hard work. And in terms of the vision of a cultivator of the Tianyi Sect of the Juyuan Dan team, it is not something that must be fought for. Moreover, there is no rule that the Blue Club will postpone the fight because of this kind of thing, and he can only finish third if he abandons the race. Therefore, he decided to give up the game, although he had some regrets. And after informing the doormate, he plunged into the secret room and went into retreat.

But in this way, this final battle for the first place in the Yellow Order naturally fell between He Lingfeng and the remaining disciple of the Divine Fire Sect.

Originally, in terms of strength, He Lingfeng and the disciple named Han Yuan of this Divine Fire Sect were not as good as those from Tianyi Sect, and the two of them originally only put the target of the competition more in the second position.

I never thought that such a strange thing would happen to create and make people, but for the two of them, it was tantamount to a big surprise.

Now, the guarantee is also second, and who can win the first and laugh to the end depends on who is more skilled between the two of them.

He Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, then quickly came back to his senses, his eyes flashed slightly, and he secretly thought about it in his heart. Since the gift from heaven has given him one less opponent, and it has changed from two battles to one, the countermeasures to preserve his physical strength that he originally thought of in order to deal with the two battles are useless. In this way, he can give it a go and see if he can get the first place.

When He Lingfeng thought like this, his opponent in this battle, Han Yuan, sat among the disciples of the Shenhuo Sect, and a similar thought appeared in his heart.

When He Lingfeng heard Qingyan's seniors announce the start of the competition, he walked into the only ring in the arena without hesitation, which was also specially set up for the final battle of the first person of the Yellow Order.

He Lingfeng stood in the ring and looked at him like an opponent, and the Shenhuo Sect monk named Han Yuan also looked at him calmly. He was about twenty-three or fourteen years old, with pointy-eared monkey gills, a medium build, and a beard ranging from yellow to red, almost brown. At this moment, after Han Yuan carefully looked He Lingfeng up and down, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and a strange smile appeared on his face. The other party did not hide it, He Lingfeng saw it in his eyes, but his heart jumped for no reason, and he faintly had a premonition of danger that sent chills down his spine. He was greatly surprised, and he couldn't help but be vigilant, and secretly became vigilant.

After the two sides reported each other's sects, teachers and names according to the usual practice, the battle for the first person of the Yellow Order, which came early due to an accident, began in the impatient shouts of the audience.

He Lingfeng didn't look at the other party, without saying a word, he first sacrificed the Splitting Spirit Sword, forming a layer of metallic protective prohibition outside his body, and then looked at the other party, but he didn't expect the other party to do the same thing as him, at this moment he was holding a four-foot stick as red as a soldering iron looking at him, and his body was also covered with a circle of fiery red prohibition, looking at its degree of solidification, it was not under He Lingfeng's protection at all.

Then, neither of them in the ring had the intention of attacking first, and they both stopped in unison, confronted each other, and observed each other, while feeling the changes in each other's qi and looking for their flaws, while secretly thinking about the way to win.

For a moment, the arena fell into an eerie silence.

Both of them were so cautious and cautious at the beginning, so that the audience who were expecting a fierce battle couldn't help but feel depressed, and when they waited patiently for a while and still didn't see any change in the situation on the field, finally after someone took the lead, they sounded one after another "Go, what are you afraid of!", "Hurry up, do it, ......" and other urgings.

However, the two were unmoved, and just when everyone was disappointed and was about to lose interest in this competition, Han Yuan at the other end of the ring smiled as weirdly as He Lingfeng saw at the beginning, and finally moved.

He Lingfeng always looked at the opponent, naturally saw the change in the opponent's expression, and did not let go at all, seeing this weird smile again, his heart was big at the moment, and he intuitively felt that the other party's next blow was not trivial.

He didn't have time to think about it, and with a wave of his hand, he directly sacrificed the natal flying sword "Taixuan Sword", and he did not hesitate to expose this killer weapon that has been hidden since the start of the competition. Originally, this was a winning move to prepare for a surprise attack when attacking the opponent, but at this moment, for the sake of safety, He Lingfeng had to release it in advance to receive the blow that the opponent had not fully exerted and made him feel dangerous.

From He Lingfeng seeing the other party's sly smile to his sacrifice of the Taixuan Sword, it was only more than a breath before and after, but in such a short moment, the other party suddenly appeared at a distance of an arm's length from a static state to a red long stick in front of He Lingfeng in the blink of an eye. Some sharp-eyed people with higher cultivation have already exclaimed, you must know that there is a distance of twelve or thirteen zhang between the two, and this won can come in a strange instant, so it seems that its speed is really incredible.

"Fire Escape Technique!" Wang Fugui, who was sitting in front of the disciples of the Wanhua Immortal Sect, leaned forward, narrowed his eyes, and blurted out at the same time. After that, he muttered in a low voice, "I can't imagine that the old ghost of the Purple Fire Dao man of the Divine Fire Gate has always been stingy, but for this apprentice, he is willing to do it, and he actually pressed one of the stunts at the bottom of the box, and taught all these precious abnormal escape techniques......"

But on the ring, He Lingfeng was shocked to see that the face of the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks in front of him was still more than ten zhang away one moment, and the next moment, he immediately blocked the Light Splitting Spirit Sword in front of him without thinking.

At this time, after Han Yuan deceived He Lingfeng into approaching, the red long stick in his hand had smashed straight into the latter's protective light shield at some point, but seeing that the fire on it was victorious, the golden light trembled for a very short time and was easily pierced by the long stick like paper paste.

In the next moment, only to hear the sound of "dang", the crimson long stick hit the sword body of the Splitting Spirit Sword, and then, as if Han Yuan had expected it, his wrist shook slightly, and the long stick was only slightly wrong, and then slid away from the side, and continued to attack He Lingfeng's heart.

He Lingfeng's eyes flashed, and the trick that had already been pinched in his empty left hand but could not be triggered immediately loosened, but he saw a half-foot-long golden spiritual light suddenly flash out in front of his heart, blocking the way of the long stick again.

He Lingfeng was slightly relieved in his heart, but he didn't expect the other party to take a risky move to settle the situation, and planned to use thunderous means to defeat him in one fell swoop as soon as he made a move, and the victory or defeat was all bet on this move.

However, before He Lingfeng could fight back a blow, he felt that the pressure on the Taixuan Sword had increased sharply, and it seemed that he was about to be unable to resist it, and at the last moment, He Lingfeng had no time to be surprised, his mind was spinning, and he wanted to cast a spell to deal with the situation in front of him, but the spells and sword moves he currently mastered in the "Taixuan Golden Sutra" and "Nine Star Sword Technique" were not suitable, and he couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart.

Just when he was a little anxious, and I don't know if it was due to the pressure or some other reason of instinct, he actually remembered a secret technique in the "Xuanhuo Forging Yuan Gong" that could be used in the early stage of foundation building.