Storm Flame stood in the fighting ring, looked at the side of the Tianhan Sect with a calm expression and said: "Jiuyang Sect Storm Flame, continue to challenge the disciples of the Tianhan Sect, I don't know who will come up to fight." ”

"I, Wind Quake, accept your challenge. A green-shirted young man stood up from behind Zuo Hanche, looked at Storm Flame and said lightly.

Zuo Hanche nodded to the green-shirted young man, "Feng Zhenqiu, with your strength, I have a lot of confidence in you, take him down, and reward him when I go back, do you know?"

Feng Zhenqiu bowed and said, "Yes, sect master, you will never let the sect master down. ”

Zuo Hanche nodded with satisfaction, and then Feng Zhenqiu stepped into the fighting ring, sacrificed a spear and said, "Tianhan Sect Fengzhenqiu, accept your challenge, let's do it." ”

As soon as Feng Zhenqiu's words were finished, Storm Flame took a step forward, and the black iron hammer turned into a huge hammer shadow, rolling up layers of Yuan Force and roaring.

A terrifying force swept in, and the hammer shadow instantly slammed down towards Feng Zhenqiu, who stared at the hammer shadow calmly with a calm expression.

The hammer shadow instantly enveloped the Wind Earthquake Hill, and before it hit the Wind Earthquake Hill, the ground on which the Wind Earthquake Hill was standing, the surroundings of its feet were directly exploded by the furious True Yuan, spreading out cracks like spiders.

"Click!"

Feng Zhenqiu didn't look at the cracked ground, the spear in his hand blasted out, and the shadow of the spear was swept up by the spear in an instant, and then blasted towards the black iron hammer.

"Boom!"

In the horrified eyes of everyone, the spear exploded with a loud bang on the black iron hammer, and the furious True Yuan exploded in an instant, and the fighting ring continued to tremble.

Feng Zhenqiu's arm was slightly numb, and he was extremely surprised in his heart, Storm Flame's physical strength was indeed strong, even if his true yuan was several times thicker than that of ordinary grassroots cultivators, he still felt that Storm Flame's strength would not be much weaker than his own.

So strong, Storm Flame was also surprised in his heart, this was the first time he found an opponent of the same realm, who could easily take his hammer.

This Wind Shock Hill doesn't seem to be simple, Jun Xu Yao was slightly surprised, although under the same realm, neither Wind Shock Hill nor Storm Flame is his opponent, but the strength of these two people is indeed very strong among the cultivators of the same realm.

"Boom!" Feng Zhenqiu roared angrily, and then his whole body was full of true yuan, and his momentum instantly rose, and the spear even rolled up the shadows of spears in the sky, and these spear shadows swept the violent flames into it in the blink of an eye.

The moment Storm Flame was swept into the shadow of the gun, he immediately knew that it was not good, he was surrounded by the shadow of the spear of Feng Zhenqiu, and an extremely strong crisis rose in Storm Flame's heart, he must not be trapped by these gun shadows for too long, otherwise he would be in danger.

It's just that by the time Storm Flame understood this, it was too late, and the shadows of the spears around him instantly shrank, turning into a hundred spears.

Storm Flame's face changed drastically, and he didn't have much time to show his magic skills, and this hundred feet of spear slammed down on Storm Flame's head.

"Stop!" Fang Ding shouted angrily, once this spear hit Storm Flame's head, how could Storm Flame live?

Storm Flame was shocked in his heart, and he even felt stagnant in breathing, and it was already too late for Feng Zhenqiu to stop his hand, and just at the last moment, Fang Ding waved his hand.

A huge True Yuan handprint that almost turned into substance grabbed directly into the ring, and Jun Xuyao, who was sitting beside Fang Ding, could clearly feel the terrifying momentum on Fang Ding's body, and it was not weaker than the demon ancestor of the demon clan.

Jun Xuyao was shocked in his heart, this Fang Ding's strength was comparable to that of the Demon Ancestor, and what you must know is that the Demon Ancestor was seriously injured, but this Fang Ding was not injured, it can be said that his strength is even stronger than the Demon Ancestor.

"Boom!" Zhenyuan's handprint directly grabbed the violent flames in the ring and brought him off the ring, but the shadow of the gun hit the ring.

"Hmph, Zuo Hanche, are you still fighting, you are so vicious. Although he saved the violent flames, Fang Ding's face was still not good-looking, he snorted coldly, looked at Zuo Hanche and asked coldly.

Zuo Hanche knew in his heart that it was indeed Feng Zhenqiu's hand that was a little heavier, but where would he admit it, and said sarcastically: "Fang Ding, it's your own disciple's strength that can't be done, you can still blame us, do you want to continue to compare, if you don't compare, forget it." ”

Fang Ding listened to Zuo Hanche's words, and his fists were suddenly clenched together.

"Compare, why don't you compare, Feng Zhenqiu, right, I, Lei Xiaohu, accept your challenge, and my cultivation is also to build the grassroots. An abrupt voice sounded, and then Lei Xiaohu, who was standing beside Jun Xuyao, walked out, the other party hugged his fist, and after saluting, he stepped into the ring.

Jun Xuyao glanced at Lei Xiaohu who was in the ring, and frowned slightly, with Lei Xiaohu's strength, N may not be Feng Zhenqiu's opponent.

"Lei Xiaohu, yes, I accept your challenge. Feng Zhenqiu looked at Lei Xiaohu who was standing opposite, and said in a light tone.

Lei Xiaohu didn't talk nonsense anymore, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the void, and a silver-white giant axe appeared in his hand.

"Kill!" As Lei Xiaohu said the word killing, the silver-white giant axe rolled up a burst of axe shadows.

The axe shadow slashed towards Feng Zhenqiu, Feng Zhenqiu didn't even frown, looking at the axe shadow that split over, he didn't retreat, the spear in his hand slowly raised, and the majestic gun intent poured down like a flood.

The gun intent instantly collided with the axe shadow, and in the roar, under the violent tremor of the ground, the gun intent actually slowed down the speed of the axe shadow.

Many of the monks around who saw this scene gasped, how powerful must this gun intent have to be to stop the actual axe shadow.

"Boom!" Although the speed of the axe shadow was slowed down by the gun intent, but after all, the gun intent was just a gun intent, and it could not be compared with the axe shadow, and after a few breaths, it was blown away by the axe shadow.

The gun intent was blown away, which was expected by Feng Zhenqiu, and the gun intent wanted to block the axe shadow, even he didn't believe it.

At the same time as the gun intent was blown away, the spear in Feng Zhenqiu's hand blasted out, and after the spear was blasted out this time, the surroundings were suddenly swept away by a cold murderous aura.

This cold murderous aura was immediately felt by Lei Xiaohu, in fact, the axe shadow that Lei Xiaohu split out did not do his best at all, just wanted to test the strength of Feng Zhenqiu.

"Boom!" The axe shadow was resisted by the spear, but the surrounding Sen Leng killing intent instantly rolled towards Lei Xiaohu

。 In this cold killing intent, Lei Xiaohu felt a trace of dangerous aura, but this dangerous aura was hidden in Sen Leng's killing intent, which made Lei Xiaohu unable to judge the source of the danger.

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