At this time, Zhu Chongyang struggled to get up, glanced at Ren Tianxing with a complicated expression, and said, "You won!"

Ren Tianxing picked up the Vermilion Bird Fire Sword, handed it back to Zhu Chongyang, and hugged his fists and said, "Accept it!"

Immediately, Xuantian Zhenren said loudly: "The Blue Dragon Hall is free of Tianxing to win!"

Under the ring, the disciples of all factions looked surprised, but they didn't expect that this year's list of people actually had Zhao Wouji, Ren Tianxing, and Ling Feng promoted.

At this time, Xuan Tianzhen had already continued to read out the names of Shen Tianjun and Yang Fan.

The two were the first and fourth on the list of the last year, and they met again after many years, and many people are curious about who will win!

Shen Tianjun hugged his fists and said, "Senior Brother Yang, please!"

Yang Fan hugged his fists and said, "Senior Brother Shen, please!"

The two are old rivals, and there is no ambiguity at all. Yang Fan instantly took out a purple long sword, this sword is called the Purple Yang Divine Sword, it is a fifth-order divine weapon left by a senior martial king of the Purple Yang Sword Sect, the attribute is pure yang, extremely powerful, and indestructible!

And a volume of white formation diagram also instantly appeared in Shen Tianjun's hand, this thing is also a fifth-order magic weapon, called the Canglang Ten Thousand Sword Diagram, which contains space, which can evolve the Canglang Sword Formation and wear down the enemy with infinite Canglang Sword Qi.

Neither of them acted rashly, and quickly poured true essence into their respective magic weapons and divine weapons. There is also a problem with the magic weapon level being too high, that is, they must infuse more true elements in order to exert their powerful power. Therefore, the two silently exercised their skills, confronted each other, and prepared to make a big move.

A moment later, Yang Fan suddenly swung his sword and slashed, and a long purple yang sword qi attacked Shen Tianjun. This sword qi has been increased by the Ziyang Divine Sword, and its power has reached the peak level of the fourth order, and the sword intent contained in it has also locked Shen Tianjun, it is difficult to dodge, and he can only fight hard.

Shen Tianjun's face was indifferent, and with a wave of his hand, the Ten Thousand Sword Diagram flew out, and it turned into a white water curtain in front of him.

The Ziyang Sword Qi slashed and slashed into the water curtain, but it never came out from the other side of the water curtain, obviously trapped in the formation space.

Yang Fan didn't expect the sword qi to make a meritorious effort, and immediately his figure flashed, and instantly appeared in front of the transparent water curtain, and the sword blade condensed inches of purple sword light and quickly slashed away! This is his real killing move, the fifth-order divine weapon is incomparably sharp, he doesn't believe that the Canglang Ten Thousand Sword Diagram can withstand the peerless edge of the Ziyang Divine Sword!

However, the Ten Thousand Sword Diagram did not resist his attack at all, the water rippled, sucking nearly half of the sword body into another space, and there was also a suction force that wanted to pull him and the sword into the formation diagram space.

"Not good!"

Yang Fan secretly said that it was not good, he also had a little understanding of the Canglang Ten Thousand Sword Diagram, which contained the sword array, it was easy to get in, but difficult to come out. Therefore, he hurriedly poured the true yuan into the sword body, preparing to forcibly cut off the shackles of the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram on the Ziyang Divine Sword!

At this moment, the four corners of the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram closed in the middle, wrapping him like a canopy of heaven, wrapping him firmly.

When the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram was spread out again, Yang Fan had disappeared without a trace.

At this time, in the space of the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram, there was a cold ocean and smoke.

Yang Fan used the sword technique to levitate in the air, condensing the true element, preparing to urge the Ziyang Divine Sword and try to cut through the space.

Suddenly, the surrounding water spirit qi suddenly condensed into an infinite white sword qi besieging from all directions. He had to condense the True Yuan of the Body Protector to resist.

But this sword diagram is a space of its own, and the scattered Canglang sword qi can also be quickly recycled, and it can also absorb the external water spirit qi to replenish, and the consumption is small. However, Yang Fan was isolated in this small world, unable to absorb Xuanyang Spiritual Qi to replenish the True Yuan, so naturally he was getting weaker and weaker, and he would eventually be grinded to death!

A few minutes later, Shen Tianjun shook the Ten Thousand Sword Diagram, a white light flashed, and a purple-clothed young man who was a little tattered appeared in the ring, looking a little embarrassed, it was Yang Fan.

Immediately, a purple sword light pierced through the water curtain of the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram and fell into Yang Fan's palm. However, he didn't make any more moves, because his strength was almost exhausted at this time. Moreover, if it weren't for Shen Tianjun to keep his hand in the formation, he would have died just now, so he hugged his fists and said, "Senior Brother Shen, you won!"

Shen Tianjun said indifferently: "Senior Brother Yang, accept it!"

Ling Feng stared at Shen Tianjun with a solemn expression, the trapping function of this Canglang Ten Thousand Swords Diagram was indeed a bit troublesome.

Immediately, Xuan Tianzhen said loudly: "Shen Tianjun of the Canglang Sword Sect wins! A quarter of an hour later, the final will begin!"

At this time, after the fierce battle, everyone really needed a time to recover the true element.

After a while, Ling Feng had finally refined the Gengjin soul power in the Sea of Knowledge, and the soul power cultivation of the White Tiger Slaying Divine Sword had improved from the middle of the fourth order to the late fourth order.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Dabi continued.

The first game of Ling Feng against Yuan Tiangang of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect!

The two figures flashed and landed on the ring, and then they both clasped their fists and saluted.

Immediately, a golden mixed yuan ruyi stick appeared in Yuan Tiangang's hand.

A jet-black black dragon lock magic chain also appeared in Ling Feng's hand. Both of them are decisive people, without the slightest nonsense, and at the same time infuse the magic weapon with true yuan.

A moment later, Yuan Tiangang suddenly jumped up, and the Mixed Yuan Ruyi Stick in his hand quickly grew larger, and smashed at Ling Feng with a volley! At the same time, a golden stick smashed into Ling Feng's sea of knowledge, which was emitted by the instrument spirit of the Mixed Yuan Ruyi Stick, and its power was already in the early stage of the Fifth Order!

As long as Ling Feng was injured by the stick intent, his soul thoughts were shocked, and it would definitely be difficult to dodge, and he would be smashed into a pulp by the mixed yuan ruyi stick that followed!

However, Ling Feng's Ten Thousand Sword Diagrams trapped the stick intent in the sword diagram space, and then the major martial spirits swarmed up, frozen, suppressed, and it was done in an instant. The stick attack was like a mud cow entering the sea, Ling Feng was not affected at all, his body flashed, and he avoided this powerful stick, only the Qinggang stone ground behind him was smacked out of a hole.

Immediately, the jet-black iron chain in Ling Feng's hand stretched rapidly, like a hideous-looking black dragon pounced on the Mixed Yuan Ruyi Stick, winding it up in a circle and binding it tightly.

Then, he suddenly smiled at Yuan Tiangang.

Yuan Tiangang suddenly had an ominous premonition when he saw this smile, and immediately an incomparable force slammed from the other end of the mixed yuan ruyi stick, and his figure involuntarily flew towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng took the black dragon lock magic chain and swung it rapidly in the air, and Yuan Tiangang also kept spinning, a little dizzy, but he grabbed the mixed yuan ruyi stick. Because this is his only hope of defeating Ling Feng!

Seeing this, Ling Feng suddenly threw up the lock chain, and immediately smashed it to the ground. The Qinggang stones on the ground are all reinforced with runes, and the hardness is comparable to fine iron.

Yuan Tiangang's complexion changed, he suddenly let go, his body flew out along the inertia, hit the formation enchantment, and then fell to the ground.

At this time, Ling Feng also let go of the lock chain, let the black dragon spirit wrap around the mixed yuan ruyi stick, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yuan, let's have a real fight!"

Yuan Tiangang's face was gloomy, and without a fifth-order divine weapon, he could naturally only rely on his own skills to fight.