Seeing that Fu Yu also controlled a long sword to attack, Luo Qianwei's eyes showed a trace of consternation. A wry smile came out of his face: "I didn't expect Fu Daoyou to be good at divine sense, it seems that I am a class with an axe!"

Immediately, his expression changed, and the majestic spiritual power surged out, and the Little Emperor Heavenly Seal skyrocketed, and the vast and majestic aura emanated from the Little Emperor Heavenly Seal, shocking people's hearts.

The royal majesty, the destiny of heaven, who dares to resist?

A strong binding force fell from the sky, making it difficult for Fu Yu to move. Luo Qianwei's long sword burst out with a sword light at the same time, and with a bang, it bypassed the sluggish Yang Ke sword and stabbed at Fu Yu like lightning.

Clang!

Fu Yu's mad magic stick was erected and blocked the meteor-like assassination. And the little Emperor Heavenly Seal, who had lost the Mad Demon Stick in the sky, had a bright aura and fell with a bang.

This time, it is necessary to decide the victory or defeat, and Fu Yu seems to have no means to resist.

Yes!

Fu Yu let out a long roar, and the Hongmeng Body Refining Technique was running wildly, and an extremely powerful force that did not belong to spiritual power was violently launched from his body, instantly shattering the power of restraint. Without the slightest pause, with a shake of his hand, he had already put on the bone-shattering fist gloves, clenched his right hand into a fist, and blasted out with a punch against the little emperor Tianyin that was rapidly smashing down.

Everyone saw a powerful fist shadow fly out and bombard the bottom of the Little Emperor Heavenly Seal, and in the stunned eyes of countless people, the Little Emperor Heavenly Seal was blasted by this punch and rolled straight upward.

Fu Yu's eyes condensed slightly, and he shouted: "Come and don't be rude!"

As soon as his divine sense moved, the Yang Ke Sword turned into a flying rainbow, and quickly attacked Luo Qianwei with a strong evil aura.

Sharp sword stab!

A simple and straightforward sword shot at Luo Qianwei at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

The next moment, the spiritual power under his feet surged, his body flashed like a heavenly beetle, and he stepped out, and the person jumped high in the air, and then the mad magic stick was withdrawn, and the huge power suddenly exploded, like a torrent directly hitting the tumbling Little Emperor Heavenly Seal.

Bang dang!

Like thunder falling from the sky, a huge collision sound resounded through the sky, the entire Emperor Heavenly City was clearly audible, and the little Emperor Heavenly Seal was smashed violently by the mad magic stick, and he didn't know how many miles he flew out, completely out of Luo Qianwei's control.

That Luo Qianwei blocked the Yang Ke Sword, and when he saw such an unbelievable scene, he could only watch as the Little Emperor Heavenly Seal was knocked away by Fu Yu.

And Fu Yu didn't stop, as soon as he turned around, the mad devil stick pointed at the stunned Luo Qianwei, and even the people with the stick fell from the sky and blasted directly at Luo Qianwei.

Luo Qianwei, who had lost the Little Emperor Heavenly Seal, was already a tiger who had lost his teeth, holding a long sword and resisting stubbornly, however, where was Fu Yu's opponent, a few rounds later, Fu Yu put a stick on Luo Qianwei's chest.

"Throw in the towel!"

Luo Qianwei looked at the mad devil stick, slowly moved his gaze from the mad devil stick to Fu Yu, his face was lost for a while, and finally he could only say bitterly: "Thank you Fu Daoyou's men for showing mercy, I lost in the next one!"

As soon as his body moved, he jumped off the stage, walked out in despair, and quickly disappeared into the crowd, and he didn't know if he was looking for his little Emperor Heavenly Seal.

The audience in the stands who had been cheering for Luo Qianwei suddenly lost their voices, looked at each other, and were dumbfounded.

The first battle, win!

The second battle, win!

In the third battle, Fu Yu met Yanshan in Xuzhou, and he tried his best, but he still lost the game and lost!

Fourth battle, win!

......

After one game passed, Fu Yu also showed a strong fighting talent, and won everyone's recognition with the lowest cultivation, at this time, he had fought sixteen battles, and each other won and lost. However, he didn't burst out with a divine sense attack from the beginning to the end, and the rest of the methods didn't have much advantage.

However, Fu Yu's crazy attacks in the battle still made many opponents talk about it, and the strong, crazy and violent attacks also became a topic of constant conversation among the audience throughout the competition.

And he held the mad magic stick, his strength was strong, and he was furious with the Vermilion Bird Golden Flame, which made him gain the title of a Flame God of War, and countless people explored his savage, violent and long-lasting fighting methods, and even formed a trend in the Moyang Continent, but no one could reach the level of Fu Yu.

In this scene, Fu Yu's opponent was Bahezhou Tuoba Hu, who was also a monk who had reached the early stage of Yuan Infant.

At this time, almost all of the people's methods were exposed, and the battle between Fu Yu and Tuoba Hu was not very suspenseful in the eyes of everyone, and most of it was Fu Yu's failure.

However, this time, Fu Yu did not use the mad magic stick, but took out the Yang Ke Sword, and everyone couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Fu Yu wanted to give up his strengths and instead perform a swordsmanship competition, wouldn't he lose faster?

Holding the Yang Ke Sword in his hand, Fu Yu looked at the mysterious formations on the sword, as if he was in a trance, and suddenly, a trace of spiritual power was gently injected into it, and countless formations flashed.

Sharp, sturdy, and spirit-gathering formations flickered faintly one after another, and when Fu Yu's spiritual power increased, the brilliance of the sword flew up.

At this time, Fu Yu looked up at Tuoba Hu and smiled slightly: "I only struck one blow, if you take it, you will automatically admit defeat in the next one!"

As soon as Fu Yu's words came out, it immediately caused an uproar, could it be that Fu Yu wanted to defeat Tuoba Hu with one sword, this is simply a big mistake in the world, not to mention that Tuoba Hu is a peerless genius, and Xiuwei is already the object of countless young generations, you Fu Yu actually dare to make a big noise, and want to defeat him with one blow, it is really a dream in broad daylight.

"Oh!"

Tuoba Hu smiled, obviously a little surprised by Fu Yu's words, but he didn't look angry at all, but said loudly: "Then let me try, what kind of tricks does Fu Daoyou have." ”

Fu Yu didn't say a word, a law decision flew out and landed on the Yang Ke sword, and everyone was surprised to find that this law decision was not a law decision that urged the long sword, but an extremely hot slender flame, when the flame fell on the Yang Ke sword, Yang Ke will suddenly blush slightly, and a strange formation pattern appeared, linking the original formation on the sword together.

Then, Fu Yu Dantian was shocked, and countless huge spiritual powers continued to be invested into the long sword, but surprisingly, the long sword did not fly out of the sword as usual. Instead, there was no response, as if all the spiritual power he had just invested had disappeared.

The spiritual power continued, and continued to surge in, the long sword gradually became more and more red under the urging of Fu Yu, and an extremely dangerous aura came out of the long sword, when the last spiritual power was invested, some faint cracks flashed on the Yang Ke sword, and it seemed that it was about to explode in the next moment.

It's a long story, but it's actually in a moment.

With a wave of Fu Yu's hand, the Yang Ke Sword shot out.

Tuoba Hu on the opposite side was about to make a move to meet him, and when his eyes fell on the Yang Ke Sword, an extremely dangerous feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

Worst!

A defensive shield flew out in front of Tuoba's body, and it suddenly expanded, and Huo Ran, the middle infant of the dantian, opened his eyes, opened his mouth, and poured mana into it regardless of loss.

At the same time, his feet moved, and he quickly retreated.

Tuoba Protector's action is not unpleasant, and it is extremely difficult to react like this in a hurry, but it is a little late, the shield has not been fully deployed, and the Yang Ke Sword bursts, and a violent energy that destroys the world like a raging wave suddenly erupts, knocking the shield away, and then there is an endless force impact on Tuoba Protector's body.

The spiritual power shield on Tuoba's body flashed rapidly, and then, it shattered with a bang.

Wow!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Tuoba Protector spat blood and flew out of the arena.

"Damn! you want my life!" Tuoba Hu spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood, and immediately relieved himself and immediately blurted out.

"Hehe, this kind of means can kill you, unless I'm dreaming, it's good to hurt you. Fu Yu simply jumped off the stage.

"You sinister boy, your broken sword for me spit blood, and you won the game, it's worth it. Tuoba shouted.

The two of them were talking, but there was an incredible gaze in the crowd, what kind of means did Fu Yu use, although the Yang Ke sword was of average quality, everyone knew that it was an extremely normal sword weapon, how could it become an explosive weapon in Fu Yu's hands?

Even He Qianlong, who was forced out of the stage by Fu Yu in the preliminaries, shook his head and admired: "This Fu Yu really has a lot of fighting tricks, he made a crazy attack before, and this time he made a spirit weapon to explode himself, it's really impossible to prevent it!"

"None of these things are lethal, but they are extremely effective, just enough to use the rules of the game to win over strong opponents. What strange tricks did Fu Yu have in his mind? A monk asked.

"This can only say that Fu Yu's battle consciousness is very strong, why don't you see other monks have such moves?"

"The main thing is that his cultivation is a little lower, if Fu Yu's cultivation is also in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, I'm afraid that no one here is his opponent!" said Dong Shutong from Yuzhou that day.

“......”

All the Tianjiao were full of extreme seriousness.

In the next game, those Tianjiao and Fu Yu were extremely cautious, and even the monks in the early stage of the Yuan Infant also adopted steady and steady tactics, so that Fu Yu had nothing to do, and finally had to retreat.

Fu Yu never had a chance to defeat Tuoba Hu in the next game, and he never defeated Tianjiao in the early stage of Yuan Ying.

The most exciting battle took place between the monks of the Yuan infant level, the ingenuity of the moves, the fierceness of the attack, the strength of the mana, especially the confrontation between the magic weapons is really earth-shattering, all kinds of splendid magic decisions, endless attack methods, which opened everyone's eyes.

Even Fu Yu was fascinated, after seeing these Tianjiao of the Moyang Continent, Fu Yu also sighed very much, these people are really different from ordinary Yuanying cultivators.

Even if they had just entered the early stage of the Yuan Infant, their extremely strong combat power was enough to make countless monks in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant feel deeply embarrassed and sigh to themselves.

The final outcome of the competition did not surprise many people.

The monks in the top ten are all Yuanying-level monks, and Fu Yu is ranked twelfth, which is also a very good result, and he has only won eight games, ranking twenty-two.

The monks who entered the finals all had prizes, and the prizes for the top thirty were even more generous, Fu Yu got two pieces of fairy spirit jade, a superb spiritual weapon called Qiushui Sword.