Standing on the competition platform, Zhi Feng hugged his fists around the four peaks, and said loudly: "Xingchen Sword Sect disciple Zhi Feng, come to receive the teaching!"

This seal has a calm breath and a restrained expression, so that it is not as arrogant as Ma Wenkang, but the momentum faintly revealed on his body is not weaker than Ma Wenkang.

"In the second game, I picked up the disciples of the Star Sect, but there are people who are willing to fight!"

Listening to Qi Feng's voice, the disciples on the four peaks were silent.

The first game has been defeated, and Ma Wenkang's strength is obvious to all. The strength of the disciples of the Xingchen Sword Sect had already been imprinted in their hearts, and everyone couldn't help but be silent in this second game, but their eyes were wandering, and they couldn't help but look at a few famous ninth-layer disciples.

"Star Picking Sect, there are disciples who come forward to fight!" Looking at the silence on the four peaks, Qi Feng frowned and shouted loudly again.

"I don't know if that senior brother will make a move this time, but I must not lose again. ”

"The disciple of the Xingchen Sword Sect is too strong, that Ma Wenkang was the first to play, and he actually let Senior Brother Lu Kangyi make three moves, this person looks stronger than that Ma Wenkang. ”

"What should I do, if we lose the second game again, wouldn't it mean that we are not as good as their Star Sword Sect disciples. ”

"It would be nice if Senior Brother Lei Kai was in the sect, it is said that Senior Brother Lei once defeated the Heavenly and Human Realm!"

......

Although the outer disciples are not ranked, there are also several disciples of the ninth layer who are extremely famous, and Lei Kai is known as the first person in the realm of heaven and man!

Deacon Elder Qi Feng was about to speak again when a voice came from Thumb Peak.

"I, Wang Fan, have come to fight you!"

A figure flew out from Thumb Peak and landed on the jousting platform.

"Senior Brother Wang Fan can at least rank in the top five among the disciples of the Mortal Realm, and he will definitely be able to defeat this branch seal. ”

"It's Senior Brother Wang Fan! Senior Brother Wang Fan has made a move. ”

"Senior Brother Wang Fan's cultivation is the family martial arts "Son of Heaven Fist Method", and I don't know if he can defeat this branch seal. ”

......

The disciples on the four peaks were talking a lot, and their confidence was obviously not as full as the first one.

Qi Feng withdrew from the competition platform, Wang Fan and Zhi Feng faced each other, Wang Fan was bare-handed, and Zhi Feng held a three-foot sword.

"You make a move, don't blame me for relying on the advantage of weapons!" Zhi Feng's face was indifferent, and there was a calm edge hidden in his eyes.

Wang Fan was silent, revealing a restrained domineering body.

The two of them stood opposite each other for more than a dozen breaths, but no one made the first move. The disciples on the four peaks were all anxious, but they didn't dare to urge at all.

Suddenly, Wang Fan, who had been standing still, moved violently, and appeared on the top of Zhifeng's head in the blink of an eye.

"Son of Heaven Divine Fist!"

Almost at the moment when Wang Fan moved, a transparent True Yuan fist shadow fell from the top of Zhifeng's head. If you don't move, you will be thunderous!

The disciples on the four peaks all held their breath.

"Canglang Sword Technique!"

Zhi Feng stood still, raised his hand and waved his sword, and a wave of true yuan swung out of the sword, colliding with the fist shadow falling above his head.

Bang!!

The deafening sound spread like thunder throughout the four peaks, and with a violent impact, the two true elements dissipated separately!

The disciples on the four peaks have not yet reflected, and in the blink of an eye, Wang Fan has appeared a zhang away in front of Zhi Feng's body, and he raised his hand to attack with a punch, and the true yuan surged, faintly revealing the power of the Son of Heaven.

Zhifeng's figure swayed, dodged past, and before his foot touched the ground, he fiercely raised his sword and killed.

It's too late, it's too soon!

When the disciples on the four peaks reacted, they only saw the figures of Wang Fan and the two of them, who had already collided in the sky above the competition platform, and in front of the horizontal sword, they resisted Wang Fan's fist.

But that's all I saw. The battle that followed, like a slideshow, paused, disappeared, and only two streamers of sound and thunderous collision sounds.

The strength of the two is obviously not much different, and they have fought a hundred moves on the competition platform, but there is still no difference in points.

Whenever Wang Fan wanted to distance himself and perform his fist technique, Zhi Feng would definitely step forward and use the sword in his hand to crack Wang Fan's moves.

And whenever Zhi Feng wanted to perform his swordsmanship, Wang Fan would also step forward and interrupt between the sword moves.

Between the two, the strength is equal, the ideas are similar, everyone wants to get a quick move, but no one has a chance!

Half an hour passed, and the two had fought each other many times, and with all their strength, they couldn't help but be exhausted, and they opened up a distance of seven or eight feet, and faced each other again.

"In the Mortal Realm, you are the first person to tremble with me for so long, you can feel proud!" Wang Fan spoke, his words revealing a domineering voice.

"Each other, each other. Then it should be time to decide the winner. ”

The two stood still against each other again, and the disciples on the four peaks couldn't take their eyes off each other, and the victory or defeat was only in an instant.

"Son of Heaven Divine Fist!"

"Canglang Sword Technique!"

The two of them moved almost at the same time, and the two points turned into a straight line, and the true yuan collided surgingly, turning into a raging wind, and the thunderous explosion almost broke the eardrum!

The thunderous sound has not stopped, the raging wind has not dissipated, and the figures of the two have almost changed venues.

Turn around and face each other again.

"Who, who the hell won?"

"Senior Brother Wang, it must be Senior Brother Wang who wins!"

"The two of them didn't move, and it was really anxious whether Senior Brother Wang won or lost. ”

......

"I said, don't blame me for relying on the advantage of weapons!" Zhi Feng held a sharp sword in his hand and spoke coldly.

At this moment, at Wang Fan's feet, a drop of blood dripped from his clenched right fist.

"Disciples of the Star Sword Sect, it is natural to use a sword, this time I am defeated!"

Wang Fan's entire right fist was already stained red with blood.

Hearing this, the disciples on the four peaks were in an uproar instantly, and their hearts were full of anger, and their expressions were gloomy during the discussion.

Index finger peak.

Chen Hai: "I didn't expect that even Senior Brother Wang Fan was defeated, Senior Brother Wang's strength is at least the top five among the ninth-level disciples." ”

Chen Hai looked unwilling.

Ma Chao: "Damn, that seal is just a weapon, otherwise who wins and who loses in this second game is not certain!"

Ye Xiaobai sighed and shook his head, let the disciples of the Xingchen Sword Sect not use swords, then they are still the Xingchen Sword Sect......

Wang Fan and Zhi Feng took their respective positions, and the deacon elder Qi Feng immediately announced the result - the victory of the Xingchen Sword Sect!

The disciples above the four peaks were gloomy, and there was no longer the previous excitement, shouting, all like frosted eggplants.

Soon, the third battle began, and the Star Sword Sect sent a disciple named Zhang Pei.

And the one who fought in the Star Picking Sect was Bai Qiyong, Bai Qiyong was also very famous among the outer gates, and he was one of the strongest disciples of the ninth layer of the Mortal under the realm of heaven and man.

Bai Qiyong used a knife, murderous Ling Ran, and Zhang Pei of the Xingchen Sword Sect fought on the martial arts platform for half an hour, but unfortunately he still lost in the end.

After Qi Feng announced the three consecutive defeats of the Star Picking Sect, the disciples on the four peaks were completely silent.

On the center, Luo Yuantian had a smile on his face, and from time to time he said a word to Gu Changhe on the side, his words were polite and modest, but there were all kinds of pleasure and sarcasm inside.

Even the disciples of the Star Sword Sect who were still restrained before were talking and laughing at this moment, and they were completely free of the initial nervousness-the disciples of the Star Picking Sect, but that's it!

And Gu Changhe, with an old face, is still expressionless, so that people can't see half of their joy and anger.

At this moment, even Qi Feng, who was a deacon elder, couldn't help but question Gu Changhe's decision in his heart. He naturally understood Gu Changhe's intentions, but how could such a losing streak arouse the fighting spirit of his disciples!

Three consecutive defeats are too much.

Now, no matter how unwilling the disciples of the Star Picking Sect on the four peaks are, as a disciple of the Star Sword Sect falls on the competition platform, the fourth battle is about to begin.

"Xingchen Sword Sect Zeng Pei, please ask for advice from the senior brothers of the Star Picking Sect!"

This disciple of the Star Sword Sect called Zeng Pei stood on the competition platform and proudly clasped his fists, facing the disciples of the Star Picking Sect on the four peaks, and his contempt was unconcealed.

The disciples above the four peaks burned like fire in their hearts, suffocating their anger, and they didn't dare to say a word except for their angry eyes.

"I'm coming!"

Unexpectedly, this time, without waiting for the deacon elder Qi Feng to shout, a voice sounded from the ring finger peak.

Suddenly, all the disciples looked at each other, only to see a figure already swept in the air, flying towards the competition platform below.

Looking at the figure in front of him, Zeng Pei was stunned for two seconds.

"Hahaha, isn't there any man among the disciples of your Star Picking Sect's Transformation Realm!"