Three days later, three hours later.

Today, Zhan Feng is facing Li Qiushui of the Water Kan Palace, the two halls of water and fire have been fighting openly and secretly since the day they were established, and now they are on the same platform, and the atmosphere of the entire dojo is extremely tense.

In terms of numbers alone, the number of people watching this challenge today was more than double that of the previous one, and there was hardly a gap left in the entire dojo, and the crowd that followed was consciously divided into two factions.

Divided by the yin and yang lines in the middle of the dojo, the east side is the disciples of the three halls of Huolin, Dikun, and Xunmu, while the west side is naturally the disciples of the two halls of Kanazawa and Shuikan.

There is a gap in numbers, but in terms of momentum, they are equal, and the hostile aura is very obvious in the two sects of disciples looking at each other.

On the high platform in front of the platform, there are still three referees of wood, gold, and fire, but the yellow-robed old man in the middle has an unusually complicated expression when he looks at Zhanfeng, while the red-robed man is still grinning, and his eyebrows are dancing without hiding his happy expression.

And the old man in Tsing Yi, who had been making a noise, was still sitting quietly on the side, the two of them didn't listen to what was going on outside the window, and they couldn't see any expression on their faces.

As for the rest area on the west side of the platform, except for Kui Gang's accident, the five masters of the outer gate have all arrived, Hua Yuxi has been looking around, there is a hint of boredom on her pretty cheeks, and Wu Mingyuan and Zhu Yin are not as arrogant as usual, and there is even a trace of anxiety on their faces.

"The time has come, the evidence is here, I have told heaven and earth, Li Qiushui of the Shuikan Palace, for the first time, challenged the Zhanfeng of the Huolin Palace, wishful thinking, and no complaints about casualties——"

When the bell-like voice of the yellow-robed old man sounded again, the entire dojo fell into silence, everyone held their breath and stared directly at the two people on the left and right on the platform, this quiet atmosphere could even hear each other's heartbeats.

Rumble!

As soon as the yellow-robed old man's voice fell, Zhan Feng and Li Qiushui released their own power almost at the same time, and a white mist instantly rubbed out between the two of them.

Li Qiushui knew that Zhanfeng's sword moves were weird, and if he wanted to defeat Zhanfeng, the only way was to fight quickly, so he didn't even report his name and chose to do it directly.

Zhan Feng and Li Qiushui had the same idea, he also wanted to fight quickly, and the two of them shot almost at the same time.

"Please advise!"

Li Qiushui put the long sword in his hand across his chest, his hands were sealed, his expression was serious, and after he said a word, a turquoise water ball suddenly appeared in his hand, and his hands slapped forward, and the water ball in his hand used the long sword as the medium, instantly conjuring up thousands of ice silks, and the cold was like tens of thousands of sharp silver needles, dense and swift straight to Zhanfeng.

Zhan Feng's eyes froze, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and with his own powerful fire spiritual power as a guide, he used the fire initiation technique to condense a fireball, hiding himself in it, and he was slightly surprised in his heart, Li Qiushui's move seemed simple, but he could not hide anything, under the dense ice blade, he could hardly find any avoidance gaps, and the only thing he could do was to resist with the cultivation beyond the monks of the same class.

However, this is exactly the effect Li Qiushui wants, he wants to trap Zhan Feng, so that Zhan Feng can't use his weird sword moves for a while, seeing Zhan Feng defending with fire detention, a smile crossed the corner of Li Qiushui's mouth.

The beauty shadow moved suddenly, like an eagle striking the sky, the sword was unsheathed, and it rushed forward, his hands were condensed again, his delicate body turned in the air, and the long sword in front of him suddenly let out a sharp roar, and the clear and watery flowing wave sword blade carried a cold sword shadow, and crossed an arc in the air, and suddenly, a strong killing intent that made the hair explode filled the air.

"- Three thousand weak waters"

Everyone in the dojo couldn't help but tremble, their faces were surprised, and their hearts were even more shocked, and the killing intent that made the hairs explode straight into their hearts.

The red-robed man in front of the platform also had a dignified face, and his eyes were also a little shiny when he looked at Zhanfeng, the weak water three thousand is the housekeeping skill of the Shuikan Palace, not only offensive and defensive but also extremely powerful, he has no doubt about Zhanfeng's strength, but the five elements are mutually restrictive, water overcomes fire, and the power of the weak water three thousand in front of Zhan Feng is doubled.

However, there was still a trace of doubt in his heart, that is, how did Li Qiushui, who was only practicing qi and cultivating the five grades, condense the weak water of three thousand that could only be used during the foundation building period?

"Is it a treasure?"

Suddenly, the red-robed man's eyes burst into ejaculation, and he instantly shifted his gaze to Li Qiushui's long sword, and then sighed secretly, with a look of regret on his face.

In the face of the sudden coercion, Zhan Feng couldn't help but squint his eyes, his mind moved, and he didn't dare to have any reservations, and instantly stimulated all his cultivation, and the scorching flames around him suddenly soared three zhang, and the scorching breath rushed straight to the nine skies, and the Chixiao sword in his hand slashed, and he used the cultivation of the six products of the foundation to make a move "sword out of the throat"

Suddenly, a swift and fierce three-zhang red sword qi erupted from the tip of the Chixiao Sword, tearing through the air, whistling, and directly collided with Li Qiushui's chilling sword shadow with a sharp and incomparable supreme sword intent.

Rumble!

Those people in the dojo who had already raised their hearts to their throats and eyes, even stared at the moment when Zhan Feng drew his sword, and there was only one look in his eyes, that is, shock, no one thought that Zhan Feng would have such a cultivation.

Li Qiushui didn't expect that Zhan Feng actually had the cultivation of the foundation building period, after perceiving the majestic momentum on Zhan Feng's body, she raised her eyebrows, she was not arrogant enough to have the courage to fight to the death with Zhan Feng with the treasure weapon in her hand.

After feeling Zhanfeng's sharp and unrivaled supreme sword intent, Raider slammed his legs, and the long sword in his hand quickly drew a circle in the void, forming a sparkling defensive barrier.

"Boom-"

At the moment when Li Qiushui's defensive enchantment rose, two sword shadows of life and death met in the void, and a deafening cracking sound followed, and the dense cold ice silver needles instantly turned into a stream of mist, and then were instantly unloaded by the two majestic sword qi, directly impacting the defensive enchantment of the Dao platform.

With a crackling sound, everyone in the dojo secretly took a breath of cold air, and couldn't help but secretly take a few steps back, and the three deacons in front of the dojo were even more startled, and immediately flew up from their seats, quickly forming a seal in their hands, stabilizing the defensive barrier that was almost about to collapse.

At the same time, the horror on Li Qiushuiqiao's face was also swept away, only to hear a snap, the defensive enchantment in front of him was suddenly defeated by the powerful mourning spiritual power, and in the confusion of the white mist, I saw a beautiful shadow like a kite with a broken line, falling straight on the edge of the defensive enchantment.

Zhan Feng was no better, what he was facing was the three thousand weak water condensed by Li Qiushui with a treasure weapon, at the same time that Li Qiushui's defensive enchantment was defeated, the defensive fireballs around Zhan Feng's body were also shattered instantly, and those scattered icy spiritual power were like thousands of ants, instantly drilling into his body, in an instant, Zhan Feng only felt that he had fallen into an ice cave, his heart fluttered, poof, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Hehe, the power of the treasure weapon is really extraordinary, if it weren't for the lack of cultivation of that little girl, I'm afraid the result would not be like this. ”

Looking at the scene of both sides losing on the platform, a woman on the west side of the platform showed a smile on the corner of her mouth, glanced at several people around, and clasped her hands, a little proud.

"Hmph, I don't know whether I'm alive or dead, how can the power of the treasure weapon be something that a mere Qi cultivator can resist—"

A big man beside the woman snorted coldly, with a trace of disdain and ridicule on his unruly face, and sneered at Zhanfeng's self-indulgent behavior.

However, Zhan Feng, who was half-kneeling on the platform, was even more shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that Li Qiushui's attack could still cause damage to himself after being defeated, and glanced at it lightly, Li Qiushui, who was half-kneeling on the ground and covering his chest, Zhanfeng's face was solemn, and he couldn't afford to feel the slightest contempt.

Li Qiushui was also uncertain, her chest was very violent, and the moment the defensive enchantment was shattered, she was also attacked by the rapid fire and spiritual power, and at this time, the Purple Mansion was even more overturned, and she was even more shocked by Zhanfeng's sudden outburst of strength.