The fire in the void gradually dissipated, and the fire that enveloped Jiang Tian began to slowly retreat.

Just when all the Golden Palace disciples thought that the overall situation had been decided, a sneer suddenly sounded, and the remaining fire suddenly burst open!

"Hahahaha, Fu Yan, is this the power of your eighth-rank mid-rank fire bloodline?" Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

"Jiang Tian!" Zhuo Lei's eyes lit up.

"Senior Brother Jiang is not injured, it's great!" Qiao Yajiao shouted, excited.

Wei Ming shook his head and sighed, not knowing what to say when he was excited.

The disciples of the Golden Palace were all stunned, as if they had seen a ghost, and they felt incredulous.

"He's not hurt, how is that possible?"

"He's not hurt, he doesn't even have a hole in his clothes, what the fuck!"

"No way! I must be dreaming!"

The disciples of the Golden Palace exclaimed in surprise, completely unable to believe the situation in front of them.

Fu Yan was also surprised, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching.

However, he was not as shocked as the others, and still maintained enough composure, and the whole person seemed very calm.

He looked at Jiang Tian coldly, his eyes unprecedentedly solemn.

"It's not easy! It's really not easy to be able to block such an attack from me!" Fu Yan nodded slowly, a fine light flashing between his eyebrows.

Jiang Tian smiled indifferently: "If there are any other means, just use it, if you don't make a move, you won't have a chance!"

Fu Huo smiled gloomily, his expression slightly emotional: "I didn't expect that I would need to use that kind of means, or use it to deal with a Bronze Hall disciple, it's really a pity!"

He slowly raised his right arm and waved it gently towards the void.

Rumble!

Several flames rose into the sky, like several fire pythons intertwined with each other and rolled down, condensing into a crimson fire sword in an instant!

Crackle!

The heat contained in the fire sword was terrifying, burning the surrounding air incredibly.

Fu Yan shook his right hand and held this fire sword in his hand.

Jiang Tian frowned slightly, and the different color in his eyes flashed.

It can be seen that the other party is not only powerful in blood, but also has amazing kendo attainments.

This method of condensing fire into a sword is something that ordinary Spirit Realm disciples can't do at all, which shows that his control of the spiritual power of the bloodline has reached an extremely high level.

"Jiang Tian, if you had lost just now, the end might have been better, but now, your ending will only be worse!"

Fu Yan was not verbose, holding the crimson fire sword in his hand, and slashed towards Jiang Tian in the air.

Rumble!

He just waved his hand, and Jiang Tian conveniently conjured up a giant sword with a length above his head.

The whole body is full of fire, releasing a strong sword intent and terrifying heat!

And the body of that fire sword was still in Fu Yan's hands.

The corners of Jiang Tian's mouth suddenly swept into a sneer.

"Fight with me, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed!"

Jiang Tian's face sank, his right palm swept upside down, and a faint purple light immediately flew into the air.

His movements were extremely simple, even a little rudimentary, without any fancy moves, as if he was just waving his hand casually.

The lilac light rushed upwards and headed straight for the fiery greatsword.

There was a loud bang, and the two sides collided together!

Intense sword intent fluctuations erupted from the fire-colored greatsword, and at the same time, the terrifying heat spread wildly, trying to devour the lilac light.

Fu Yan shook his head and sneered, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

This is the secret technique he has cultivated, and it is a means to press the bottom of the box, if it is so easy to be attacked, it will be too child's play.

But the next moment, his face froze, and the corners of his eyes jumped violently.

The lilac light suddenly flashed, and the amazing sword intent suddenly erupted, splitting the fire-colored giant sword from it!

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the fire-colored giant sword completely collapsed, turning into a long volley of fire and scattering in the air.

"How can this be reasonable!" Fu Yan could no longer remain calm, his body shook, and he rushed towards Jiang Tian with a crimson fire sword in his hand.

Jiang Tian smiled indifferently, stepped out of the next step, and the golden light around him flashed and greeted Fu Yan at a faster speed.

"Spirit Blasting Fist!"

The fierce fist power exploded in the cold cheer, and Fu Yan hurriedly swung his sword in front of him, but was shocked by the powerful spiritual power fluctuations and fell out.

"Impossible!" Fu Yan's eyes twitched, and he shouted angrily.

Fortunately, he has a deep foundation, and although he was punched, he was not blasted out of the ring, but the fire sword had already collapsed.

"Oh, it seems that my shot is a little light!" Jiang Tian was slightly stunned, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, he shook his head and smiled, and the Spirit Explosion Fist blasted out again.

A dull loud bang followed, and Fu Yan was blasted out of the ring with a muffled snort.

"Fu Yan, your strength is indeed stronger than Qi Bin, but it's a pity that you are still not my opponent!" Jiang Tian sneered and stood proudly.

"Damn! I can't lose!" Fu Yan shouted violently, and while his feet were still on the ground, he slapped his right palm downward, and rushed back to the ring again with the force of the shock.

"Huh?" Jiang Tian's face was slightly gloomy, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to lose so much, since that's the case, then let you die completely!"

Jiang Tian's figure flickered, and he came to the edge of the ring in an instant, and smashed out with his right fist like lightning.

Rumble!

A dull loud bang suddenly erupted, and this fist contained a strong sword intent, and its power was completely different from that of an ordinary Spirit Explosion Fist.

Before Fu Yan could attack, he was hit squarely and fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Blood spurted from his mouth, his chest was torn, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

"You...... Damn!poof!" Fu Yan's mouth spurted blood, his breath fluctuated, and his face became pale as paper.

Jiang Tian looked disdainful and said coldly: "You should be glad that you have a strong foundation, otherwise this punch is enough to abolish you!"

Jiang Tian's cold voice echoed in the Zhanwutai Square, and everyone was silent, not even daring to breathe.

They're waiting, they're hesitating.

Especially the Golden Temple disciples, they didn't want to believe that this challenge was over.

How could the first person in the Golden Palace, the strongest among the old students, lose to a Bronze Hall minion?

Fu Yan is not Jiang Tian's opponent, how can the majesty of the Golden Palace survive, and who else can teach Jiang Tian a lesson and save the face of the Golden Palace?

Everyone looked at each other, and their faces became extremely ugly!

There is no doubt that even Fu Yan can't beat Jiang Tian, and there is no one else in the Golden Palace.

"How is that possible, how can this be?"

"I don't believe it!How could Senior Brother Fu lose to Jiang Tian?"

"This is not true! The first person in the Golden Palace, it is impossible to lose to Jiang Tian!"

The eyes of the disciples of the Golden Palace were gloomy, and Fu Yan himself was even more ashen, and his expression was extremely complicated.

After waiting for a long time, the disciples of the Bronze Hall were finally convinced that this challenge was finally over, and Jiang Tian had really won!

"Senior Brother Jiang has won!"

"Senior Brother Jiang won the Golden Palace's first person, Fu Yan!"

"The disciple of the Bronze Hall has won the first person in the Golden Palace!"

"We're turning over!"

Everyone cheered, and the long-suppressed stuffiness completely broke out.