After the monk surnamed Ma flashed a few icicles, he felt that the lethality of this icicle did not seem to be too strong, and it seemed that it could not penetrate the armor on his body, so he deliberately flashed the vital point and let an icicle shoot himself, as a result, the icicle hit the surface of the armor on his body, crackled and shattered, and then turned into a pile of broken ice. The ice pick struck him, causing him some pain, but it didn't actually hurt him. So he ignored these ice picks, and attacked Yang Mingyang with all his strength, the long sword quickly penetrated the water dragon, although it was missed by the water dragon, it shot Yang Mingyang's left arm again, and the wound that had just healed flowed blood again, and soon dyed the sleeve on his left arm red.

Seeing that the opponent's long sword was flying towards him again, Yang Mingyang simply put away the conch magic weapon, and while interfering with the opponent with green mist, or sending out some bamboo arrows from the bamboo tube magic weapon to hit the opponent's long sword, he used the lightning boots under his feet to quickly dodge the opponent's attack. However, although his speed was fast, it was always inferior to the speed of the opponent's long sword, and after several successful dodges, he was shot in the right arm by the opponent, followed by the shoulder and ribs...... After a while, although his body's defense was stronger than some magic weapons, it was difficult to resist the sharp attack of this long sword, and he could only avoid hurting the vital point. So after a while, he was covered in injuries and turned into a bloody man, but he still gritted his teeth and tried to dodge every attack of the other party.

The four little eyes on the mountain peak were all red, Liu Yu'er had already shed tears, and she couldn't help but shout loudly: "Admit defeat! Brother Mingyang." ”

The disciples of the two factions watching on the stage showed completely different attitudes at this time, and the disciples of Baicaomen showed joy on their faces, and shouted loudly: "Kill him, kill him!" The disciples of Fengyunmen showed anxious expressions at this time, and seeing that Yang Mingyang was hit again, finally a female disciple of Fengyunmen couldn't help but shout loudly: "Admit defeat, we don't blame you!" This female disciple shouted out, which immediately resonated with the disciples of Fengyunmen next to him.

"Throw in the towel, we don't blame you!"

"Brother, admit defeat, you've worked hard!" the disciples of Fengyunmen in the audience shouted one after another.

At this time, Yang Mingyang ignored the shouts from the audience, and still tried his best to block or dodge every attack of the other party. The monk surnamed Ma was triumphant at this time, and deliberately commanded the long sword to avoid Yang Mingyang's vital point, and Yang Mingyang was scarred with one sword after another. Yang Mingyang gritted his teeth and persevered, relying on his willpower to continue to dodge. At this time, the monk surnamed Ma turned his long sword and stabbed Yang Mingyang's left leg, causing him to fall to the ground at once, but he still insisted, moving to the side with his right leg, dragging a long blood mark on the stage. The monk surnamed Ma laughed, and stabbed Yang Mingyang in the right leg with another sword, causing him to fall to the ground, but he struggled to stand up.

The four little ones on the mountain peak were stunned, and they shouted vigorously to make Yang Mingyang admit defeat, and their voices were hoarse, but they also knew that Yang Mingyang could not hear it at such a distance.

The disciples of the two factions in the audience were stunned at this time, and they all became silent, Yang Mingyang's spirit of preferring his life to admit defeat made the disciples of the two factions present moved. Finally, among the disciples of Baicaomen, someone shouted: "Forget it, spare his life!" Shangguan Fei, the master of Fengyunmen in the audience, couldn't help but stand up at this time, raised his right hand, and was about to announce that he would admit defeat, but for some reason, he sat down again.

Wang Ting, a green-clothed girl standing among the disciples of Baicaomen, looked at the two people in the audience, with a look of hesitation on her face, as if she wanted to say something, and after thinking about it, she still didn't say anything.

The monk surnamed Ma had a hideous look on his face at this time, commanded the long sword, and brought a few pieces of flesh and blood on Yang Mingyang's body, seeing that Yang Mingyang had no power to resist at all, he took back the long sword and walked towards him step by step. As he walked, he said fiercely: "Don't you admit defeat, I'll cut off the flesh and blood on your body with a knife to see how hard your bones are." Coming to Yang Mingyang's side, the monk surnamed Ma looked sarcastic, picked up the long sword in his hand, and stabbed directly at Yang Mingyang's thigh. Yang Mingyang, who was already unable to act, dodged this random blow on the spot, and at the same time, a fiery lion suddenly appeared, looking at the monk surnamed Ma majestically.

"First-Order Late Flame Lion, you actually have such a spirit beast, but so what, you still only have the end of failure. The Flame Lion did not attack the monk surnamed Ma, but turned his head and spit out a mouthful of red fire attribute demon power at Yang Mingyang on the ground, Yang Mingyang, who received the demon power, actually endured his injury, and waved his right hand lightly in mid-air, and at some point there was an extra fan-shaped magic weapon in his hand.

"Fire-of-Anger!" Yang Mingyang, who was standing against the flame lion, shouted fiercely, only to see the flame fan in the air fan fan quickly fanning, a flame-turned phoenix appeared in the air, the flame temperature on the flame phoenix's body was extremely high, making the temperature around it rise a lot rapidly, after the flame phoenix appeared, he did not stop at all, with a look of anger, and fiercely rushed towards the monk surnamed Ma.

"Not good!" the monk surnamed Ma never thought that this opponent, who seemed to be powerless to resist, was not as seriously injured as he imagined, and he actually hid such a powerful attack. Feeling that the powerful power contained in this flame phoenix was not something that his body and armor could resist, he was shocked and quickly retreated while preparing to defend, but at this time, he was too close to Yang Mingyang, thinking that Yang Mingyang no longer had the slightest ability to fight back, he was not mentally prepared, his steps back and defensive movements had not yet begun, and the flame phoenix had already crashed into his body. Immediately afterwards, only a loud "boom" was heard, and a powerful blasting force pushed Yang Mingyang and Xiao Yi out more than ten meters away. Yang Mingyang helped Xiao Yi to stand on the stage, looking at the charred corpse of the monk surnamed Ma, and then he couldn't control his body and fainted on the ground.

It turned out that when the two sides came to power, Yang Mingyang knew that the strength of the other party was far above him, and he was not his opponent in any case by fighting directly, so he fought to get injured, and he was unwilling to take out his strongest Yan Lie fan, did not summon Xiao Yi, and relied on his strong defensive body to resist the attack of the monk surnamed Ma, so he asked the monk surnamed Ma to let down his vigilance and came to Yang Mingyang. Yan Liefan's strongest attack should be able to defend under normal circumstances, but in this unprepared and close situation, he can't resist it no matter what, so he can only use his life as the price of his pride.

The disciples of the two factions in the audience were stunned by this sudden change, and it took a long time before the disciples of Fengyunmen let out cheers, and Wang Lu, Ou Zijian and others quickly came to the stage, picked up the seriously injured Yang Mingyang, and sent him for treatment.

Yang Mingyang turned defeat into victory in the case of disadvantage, and finally won a mine hole for Fengyunmen, which not only improved the morale of Fengyunmen's disciples, but also seemed to bring good luck to Fengyunmen. In the later competition of the Qi Refining Sevenfold Disciples, Fengyunmen also won the victory and won a mine for the sect.