The disciples of Shuimutang shook off the nonsense with one move, but the momentum did not decrease. But I saw that his body was like a whirlwind, and a spirit snake came out of the hole and came straight to the nonsense.

This move is menacing, and Hu Yan wants to dodge, but there is no way to avoid it, so he has to catch it head-on.

But seeing the long sword in Hu Yan's hand, the golden light on the sword body suddenly appeared, he put the long sword into his arms, hugged Yuan Shou Gap, and suddenly raised a violent wind around his body.

"Immortals show the way......"

With a loud shout, Hu Yan slammed the long sword in his arms forward, the tip of the sword was empty, and a violent Gang roared and flew out of the sword.

Seeing this, the disciple did not retreat but advanced, and the whirlwind around him howled, spinning more and more violently. One person and one sword actually stabbed straight towards the golden qi shot out by Hu Yan.

While!

With a golden roar, the long sword in the disciple's hand stirred, and he actually smashed the furious golden qi with a sword. The shattered golden qi, the golden light swept away, and it disappeared in an instant, and it was gone.

"How can it be ......" Hu Yan couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this. But when he saw that man's long sword came straight to his chest, he didn't dare to hold back. But when he heard a loud shout, the long sword was retracted, and he kept the foundation, and suddenly the golden light all over his body was magnificent, and at the last moment, there was a golden barrier like a substance instantly condensed in front of him.

Rumble!!!

The high-speed spinning long sword slammed into the golden barrier, and suddenly there was a roar, and Hu Yan only felt that the golden barrier in front of him swayed, and a ripple of golden light instantly erupted above the barrier.

But a piercing sound of friction sounded, and the sword spire of the disciple of Shuimu Hall continued to rotate above the golden light barrier. Suddenly, the golden light overflowed, the sparks splashed, the golden ripples continued to rise, and faintly, the golden light barrier actually had the meaning of shattering. Hu Yan's heart sank, and he hurriedly used all his true strength to resist, and the golden light barrier suddenly shone brightly, which was able to block the violent blow.

Seeing that the long sword was blocked, the disciple of Shuimutang changed his body style, and slashed at Hu Yan with an oblique stab.

In a hurry just now, he only condensed the barrier in front of him, not the golden light shield that he was guarding when he was facing Gongsun Tianhao. This Shuimutang disciple was also extremely smart, and when he saw that he couldn't attack head-on, he turned to attack where Hu Yan had no barriers to resist.

But Hu Yan had already gotten rid of the crisis at this time, and he didn't hesitate, he removed the golden light barrier in front of him, rolled forward, avoided the long sword slashed by the disciple's oblique stab, and turned around with a long rainbow through the sun.

The more and more condensed golden qi roared out, directly attacking the person in Shuimutang.

Seeing that the blow missed, the man sighed slightly, pulled the long sword, shouted, and flew out of the sword with a violent anger.

Rumble!!!

The two sword gangs collided violently together, and they exploded suddenly, and the gang qi flew in a flash, and the real power was scurrying wildly. The entire martial arts arena also trembled.

With one move, Hu Yanhuang stepped forward, shouted loudly, and breathed Changhong again. I saw three furious swords roaring out again.

Seeing this violent and domineering move, the disciple frowned slightly, hurriedly took a few steps back, and carried the true power of his whole body, the long sword in his hand shook, and the true power condensed in an instant.

"The Wind Sweeps the Leaves......"

But he heard a shout, and suddenly the wind was blowing, but he saw the tip of his sword raised, and a violent true force carried the roaring Gangfeng and came out of the sword.

Rumble!!!

There was a loud bang, and suddenly the anger overflowed. Violent explosions resounded throughout the arena. Powerful coercion suddenly swept up from the center of the explosion!

The mighty rainbow was blocked by the wind sweeping the leaves.

Looking at such a scene, even the spectators on the surrounding viewing platforms couldn't help but gasp in unison. Speechless in horror.

The powerful force instantly threw both of them away, and even the long sword in his hand seemed to be unable to withstand the powerful impact, and it shattered in an instant.

Boom!

Boom!

The two of them fell on the edge of the martial arts platform together, but they didn't even fall.

A trace of blood gushed from the corner of Hu Yan's mouth, and his face turned a little pale, but he stood up from the martial arts platform with force. Slowly walked to the center of the martial arts platform, looking at the Shuimu Hall disciples who were struggling to stand up on the other side, a trace of fanaticism flashed in his eyes.

The disciples of Shuimutang also walked slowly to the center of the martial arts platform, and there was a lot of admiration in their eyes when they looked at Hu Yan.

"You shouldn't have much true power left, right?" said Hu Yan, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and grinning.

"I think you're almost exhausted, aren't you?" said the Mizuki Hall disciple as he clutched his chest.

The two looked at each other and smiled, self-evident.

"So what should we do now?" said Hu Yan with a wry smile.

The disciple of Shuimutang threw the broken sword in his hand to the ground, and said in a deep voice: "What can I do, continue to fight!"

Hu Yan was a little speechless, he had no weapon in his hand, and there was not much true power left in his body. How can this be fought, is it hand-to-hand combat?

Thinking of this, Hu Yan couldn't help but shudder, the scene of hand-to-hand combat with demon beasts in the Lost Forest was vivid, and he didn't want to experience that scene again.

Seeing that Hu Yan's face was embarrassed, the Shuimu Hall disciple couldn't help laughing: "Could it be that you are afraid?"

Hu Yan rolled his eyes and said, "I'm afraid? I think that when I was in the village, there were many fights and brawls. The children in the village are no match for me!"

When the Shuimu Hall disciple heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and he shook his head and said, "Do you treat this martial arts fight as a child's fight?"

Hu Yan pouted: "With the current situation of the two of us, it is estimated that it is not much different." ”

"Well, whatever you want. Then are we still fighting?" the Shuimutang disciple smiled a little awkwardly and wiped the cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Fight, why don't you fight!" Hu Yan put on a posture of black tiger fist and beckoned to the disciple of Shuimutang: "Come on!

Speaking of which, this move of Hu Yan is not an empty shelf, in the three days after the end of the first martial arts competition, he not only meditated and practiced qi, practiced swordsmanship, but also learned a few foreign kung fu to defend himself, after all, when he faced the demon beast with his bare hands before, he almost had no ability to parry, if it wasn't for the Qiankun Emperor Zhong who came out to protect the lord at a critical moment, I'm afraid he wouldn't have survived until now. But what he didn't expect was that his unintentional move really came in handy today. This made him sigh a little at the impermanence of the world. It's true that you don't overwhelm yourself with a lot of skills.

"Come on, come on!" the man gestured nonsense.

"Look at the move...... Black Tiger Out of the Hole ......"

With a loud shout, the dragon walked and rushed forward quickly, like a roaring tiger, and pounced on the disciple of Shuimu Hall.

When the disciple saw that Hu Yan was menacing, his feet formed a lunge, and his fists were fighting, blocking Hu Yan's powerful punch.

But the nonsense move changed again, and the black tiger grabbed the disciple's heart with a move.

The disciple frowned, put down his fists, blocked Hu Yan's tiger claws, his body was slightly on one side, his feet slid forward, and his elbow bent towards Hu Yan's arm.

Hu Yan used the old move, the pace staggered, and before he had time to stabilize his body, he felt that his arm was bent and sinking, and a sour feeling of numbness was transmitted. Before he could react, he felt another pain in his back. He fell to the ground with a thud.

After all, he had only been learning boxing for a few days, and that could compare to a disciple who had practiced in Qingyuan Palace for several years. In an instant, he was beaten to his stomach.

Hu Yan, who fell to the ground, did not give up, the moment he fell to the ground, he rolled over, escaped from the range of the disciple's fist attack, and a carp stiffened, turned over and stood on the ground. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, grinning, "Good guy, I didn't see that your fists are very hard." ”

The disciple rubbed his wrist and said with a smile: "Your bones are also very hard!, can you still fight!?"

"Come, come and fight again......" Hu Yan flicked his sleeves, and with a move, the hungry tiger pounced, and attacked the disciples of Shuimutang again.

The disciple stepped in all directions, his fists flying, and he was entangled with nonsense.

Suddenly, the fist shadow was heavy, and the shouting continued.

The two fought faster and faster, and the more everyone watched, the more surprised they became.

Although the battle between the two at this time was no longer agitated by real power, this kind of hand-to-hand combat with fists and sweating to the flesh still made their blood swell and exclaim. Maybe that's the way men should fight.

The senior brothers who were watching the battle in the preparation area of the deacon hall had cold sweat on their foreheads, their brows frowned, and their clenched fists were about to burst into water. They are well aware of Hu Yan's strength, and when it comes to boxing, he has only learned it for a few days. Compared to his swordsmanship, it is not half a star worse.

But it is quite rare for Hu Yan to be able to fight to this point now.

After more than a dozen moves, Hu Yan was knocked to the ground again. But soon he stood up again, but his face was already swollen to the point that it had lost its original appearance, and he didn't know how many heavy punches he had received from the grappling just now.

"Come on, keep fighting!"

Although Hu Yan has long since lost his appearance, his eyes are becoming more and more energetic, even brighter than before.

"Brother, if you continue to fight like this, you will be beaten to death by me!" The Shuimutang disciple looked at Hu Yan's already inhuman-looking face, and said with some reluctance.

Hu Yan grinned, and said with excitement on his face: "Senior brother, come on, don't keep your hands." Don't worry, I won't be so easily beaten to death by you. ”

Seeing that Hu Yan said this, the disciple of Shuimu Hall changed his complexion, and sighed slightly: "Okay, then I will fulfill you." Brother, I'm sorry......"

Saying that, the disciple of Shuimutang suddenly changed his momentum, and he started to attack Hu Yan with a brave and fierce fist.

Hu Yan licked his chapped lips, and a smile of excitement and inexplicable appeared on his face. With a move, the tiger jumped over the hill and greeted him.

The two were entangled again, and after a fierce confrontation, Hu Yan was knocked to the ground again. But as if nothing happened, he turned over and stood up again.

watched Hu Yan be knocked down again and again, and stood up again and again. The face of the Shuimu Hall disciple became more and more condensed, because he found that every time he hit him, the number of tricks and time he used was more and more, and it became longer and longer. He knew that the other party had slowly begun to adapt to his tricks, and he had become more and more proficient in the use of his Black Tiger Fist.

He knew that if he didn't defeat the person in front of him as soon as possible, it would be him who would be defeated at that time.