Fang Junlang attacked Wu Qian for a while, Wu Qian exerted the stone armor skill to the limit, for the sword moves that could be hidden, Wu Qian hid, and if he couldn't dodge, he reached out to block it, and if he couldn't block it with his hands, he used the stone armor skill to resist.

At the end of a round of attacks, Fang Junlang rose and fell, stepped aside, and looked at Wu Qian with a smug face, because Wu Qian was already very embarrassed at this time, his clothes and pants were cut into pieces by Fang Junlang's sword moves, and they hung on Wu Qian's body one by one, and Wu Qian's body had a few more sword wounds, all of which were just scratches of the skin, but the blood seeped out, and Wu Qian's body was covered with blood, as if he had suffered a serious external injury.

Fang Junlang laughed and said, "Look, I have broken your turtle skin, while I haven't dismantled your turtle shell yet, you should quickly admit defeat!"

The disciples of the Tianquan Sect laughed out loud, in their opinion, in the next round, Wu Qian would definitely be defeated! Even if Fang Junlang couldn't dismantle Wu Qian's turtle shell, Wu Qian would die from excessive bleeding.

Wu Qian's scene was very passive, but Le Pingsheng had a smile on his face and seemed to not care at all, on the other hand, You Honglie had a dignified face, while Zhao Chunfeng stroked his beard with his hand, as if he was really thinking.

Wu Qian tied up the horse again, and then stretched out a hand, he actually beckoned to Fang Junlang!

In the face of such a provocation, Fang Junlang's eyes were cold, and he shouted softly: "I don't know what is dead or alive!" and then waved the Qingfeng Sword Technique and attacked again.

It seems that he was stimulated, Fang Junlang's round of attacks was even more violent, anyway, Wu Qian only defended but did not attack, Fang Junlang simply attacked but not defended, and the sharp sword move slammed into Wu Qian like a heavy snow, enveloping it in it.

The onlookers could only see Wu Qian's slow hands and feet covering left and right from time to time, and more were directly stabbed on the body by sword moves, Fang Junlang attacked more than 200 moves in one go, and he was a little out of breath, and once again retreated to the side to breathe.

Wu Qian added a few new injuries to his body, and he looked even more embarrassed, the clothes on his upper body were completely gone, and his pants were full of holes, and the blood oozing out almost completely covered Wu Qian's upper body, Wu Qian was like a bloody man, exuding a breathtaking bloody aura all over his body.

Wu Qian shouldn't be able to do it this time, everyone is guessing...

Wu Qian raised his head, smiled weirdly at Fang Junlang, and then raised his hand again and beckoned to Fang Junlang!

Everyone was stunned, this Wu Qian was still able to resist, and his mental state seemed to be better than just now.

Zhao Chunfeng also smiled thoughtfully, and said, "This stone armor skill is really a bit surprising on Wu Qian!"

Fang Junlang couldn't keep calm anymore, even though he hadn't breathed well at the moment, Fang Junlang raised his sword again and attacked it, and the swordsmanship was still extremely powerful, but You Honglie and the three of them could see that Fang Junlang's rules were already a little chaotic, and he seemed to be attacking angrily.

After Fang Junlang finished this round of attacking, he retreated again, this time, Fang Junlang's body seemed to be a little unsupportable, and he actually held his knees with both hands and gasped for breath, and his body was also sweating profusely.

And Wu Qian is still like that, the only thing that can be seen is that there is no expression on the face of the flesh, and the calm and calm attitude is completely inconsistent with the bloody body.

These outer disciples, who can see that Wu Qian only suffered some skin injuries, which looked serious on the surface, but in fact, he didn't hurt Wu Qian's muscles and bones at all.

Zhao Chunfeng turned around and said to You Honglie and Le Pingsheng: "Do you still remember, a hundred years ago, the one who practiced Shijia Gong, how long did it take him to practice to the realm of Wu Qian?"

You Honglie didn't seem to have any interest in this topic, and his expression changed from serious to dignified, and now he is slightly disappointed.

Le Pingsheng raised his head and thought about it, and then said: "The first time that person came to me to challenge the Mixed Yuan Dao, he had already reached Wu Qian's current realm, as for how long he practiced before he started, I don't know." ”

"I think he's been cultivating for at least ten years!" Zhao Chunfeng finished speaking, and said with great interest: "This Wu Qian has only been cultivating Shijia Gong for three months." ”

Le Pingsheng smiled lightly and said, "What's the use? The stone armor skill has a fatal flaw, and it can't stop other people's imperial qi attacks at all, so I'm afraid this Wu Qian will practice in vain!"

"But there are no disciples who can control qi in the outer gate, and if you don't make the selection in the inner gate three years later, this Wu Qian can really soar to the sky," Zhao Chunfeng said.

When You Honglie heard this, the muscles on his face jumped unconsciously, and his eyes became more and more aggressive, but he was still silent.

Le Pingsheng laughed out loud and said: "Zhao Shouzuo laughed, this stone armor skill also has a hard injury, that is, the movement is too slow, even if the outer disciples can't break Wu Qian's stone armor skill, but Wu Qian has almost no chance to hit others." ”

While the two were chatting, Wu Qian raised his hand again and beckoned to Fang Junlang, Fang Junlang was stimulated, his face was hideous, and he shouted: "I'm going to kill you!"

Then with all his strength, he raised his sword and stabbed at Wu Qian, this sword was not the swordsmanship of Qingfeng Sword Technique at all, but a stab that lost his mind, the power of this stab can be described as terrifying, it seems that Fang Junlang wants to directly decide the winner through this sword.

Wu Qian opened his hands, and the door suddenly opened, and everyone's eyes widened!

This Wu Qian is not going to die?!

Fang Junlang's sword stabbed directly on Wu Qian's chest, and the tip of the sword had already reached Wu Qian's body, Fang Junlang's face was happy...

However, at this moment, a heavy sharp pain came from the abdomen, Fang Junlang looked down and saw that Wu Qian's fist had already hit his abdomen, although the stone armor gong movement was slow, but the momentum was strong and heavy, this punch hit Fang Junlang's dantian, Fang Junlang was like a kite with a broken string, flew backwards, and finally fell on the ring...

Wu Qian pulled out the sword inserted in his body, shook his hand, and threw it out, everyone looked at Wu Qian in amazement, it was obviously a situation where Wu Qian was bound to lose, and in the end, it was Fang Junlang who was knocked to the ground.

Fang Junlang didn't seem to be able to accept this reality, and wanted to look up at You Honglie, but in addition to the sharpness in You Honglie's eyes, there was also disappointment, Fang Junlang suddenly remembered what Wu Qian said to him: If he fails, then he will have nothing... The bright future you fantasize about will come to naught...

Fang Junlang didn't dare to think about it, he staggered to his feet, and rushed towards Wu Qian again, but this was just the end of Fang Junlang's strong crossbow, and before the fist hit Wu Qian's body, Wu Qian grabbed his left arm, lifted Fang Junlang up, and then threw him from the ring.

Fang Junlang slammed on the ground, splashing a cloud of dust, and couldn't move.