"Darkclaw!"

Successfully blocking Feng Qingyang's attack, Ouyang Yun reflexively grabbed it with one claw.

Golala!

The surface of the martial arts table was cracked by the claws, and the five curved air blades cut through the air like a sickle, and the shrouds were clear to the wind.

"Without a trace, Tiger Burst!"

The figure of the wind was blurred in the middle, and while avoiding the claw power, it flashed above Ouyang Yun's head in the blink of an eye, and a punch full of wind power slammed down.

The domineering aura was overwhelming, and it was accompanied by the sound of a tiger's roar of the wind.

When Ouyang Yun reacted, he found that a fierce tiger composed of transparent strong wind currents suddenly appeared in front of him, one zhang long, mighty, and pounced like teeth and claws.

"You won't let me live, and I won't let me have a good time, I'll fight with you!" Ouyang Yun's eyes widened angrily, he didn't retreat and dodge, his arms were like hugging, and he frantically resisted the impact of the strong wind and tiger.

Bang bang

Ouyang Yun's fierce tiger was forced to retreat again and again, and every time he took a step back, there would be a violent explosion on the martial platform under his feet, and after ten steps, the whole person was shocked into the air, and the streamer around his body gradually dimmed.

"It's only one move in three moves, and it's not over yet!"

Feng Qingyang also ignored the great consumption of true qi brought by the Wind Explosion Tiger Fist, and two more killing moves blasted out, and the two violent wind tigers one after the other, the sound was even more powerful, and the volley swallowed Ouyang Yun into it, and then rushed to the higher sky with his figure, truly like a tiger out of the mountain.

Woooo

Ouyang Yun was swept out of the Wutai in response, hanging in the air, and the strong wind in the huge wind explosion hemisphere violently rotated and cut, rendering the transparent air nearby a little more bloody.

After a while, a broken figure fell, smashing into the place near Wang Feng, and his life gradually faded.

"Whew!" Feng Qingyang exhaled a breath of turbidity, this Wind Explosion Tiger Fist He had already cultivated to the peak of Dacheng half a month ago, and the Tiger Explosion was a killing move in the Wind Explosion Tiger Fist, which consumed true qi extremely much, only three punches were equivalent to ordinary dozens of punches at the same time, even if it was not as good as the Huang-level martial arts, it was not far behind, then again, after all, Ouyang Yun was a mid-stage martial artist in the Qi Transformation Realm, with defensive techniques such as Flowing Light Evil Yun, it was difficult to hurt him simply by relying on the Pure Yuan Qi Sword, and it was difficult to hurt him if he was to blame him for not having time to dodge the first Wind Burst Tiger Fist, how to block the two Tiger Bursts that were blasted out almost at the same time when the defense was weakened？

Looking up, Feng Qingyang found that the expressions of many people looking at him froze, as if they were looking at monsters.

"Two young geniuses in the middle of the Qi Transformation Realm are not his enemies of the three moves, this... What a joke is this!"

"This is too strong, when did such a pervert emerge above the rivers and lakes, there is indeed a genius who crosses the level of fighting, but it is the first time I have seen such a powerful crush!"

"When he reaches the middle stage of the Transformation Qi Realm, I'm afraid he won't be afraid even if he encounters a strong person in the late stage of the Transformation Qi Realm. ”

"Definitely, this is no longer just a cross-level battle..."

"This person must be from the eleventh major sect, it is impossible for the young generation of the rivers and lakes to have such demons, even if there is, I am afraid that they will have already been fought over by the major sects!"

"But he didn't wear the clothes of our sects. ”

"You're stupid, you can change your clothes!"

The rest of the disciples of the Blood Hall and the disciples of the Evil Heaven Sect looked at each other, flickering, and had the same thought in their hearts, this person must not stay, from the Feng Qingyang style and the kung fu he performed just now, it seems that he does not belong to the flow of their evil sect at all, it can only be the people of the Nine Sects, the Nine Righteous and Three Evil, for many years, I don't know how many demonic geniuses have died in the open and secret battles, if Feng Qingyang is not eliminated earlier, he will definitely be a strong enemy in the future, and he must go back to inform the senior brothers and sisters, let them secretly kill this person, and prevent trouble!

There are also happy people in the field, naturally belonging to the Taibai Sword Sect and other three sects, although the competition within the Nine Sects is equally fierce, but they are all up to the point, healthy competition, and outside the Nine Sects, the intensity of competition is more than ten times more than a hundred times, many Nine Sects but the genius is amazing, but he died under the assassination, it is a pity, now there is another disciple of the Nine Sects rising, how to make them unhappy, after all, they are all a family, the stronger their own senior brothers and younger brothers, the more the Nine Sects raise their eyebrows, and they have more face when they walk on the rivers and lakes, and they have more or less a deterrent effect.

"Good job, Senior Brother Feng!"

Some of the disciples of the Nine Sects cheered excitedly, threesomes, the master is the teacher, these people of the Nine Sects will not shout the wind and clear the master, but the senior brother can still shout.

Feng Qingyang quietly turned around and said to the disciples of the Blood Hall and the Evil Heaven Sect: "Do you walk out of the martial arts platform by yourself, or do I invite you to go out and choose for yourself." ”

"Why are you!" Some people are unwilling, and subconsciously get out of their mouths unpleasantly.

Bang!

As soon as this person saw a flower in front of him, he was slapped in the face by Feng Qingyang's large pure vitality sword, and he flew out, and half of his mouth of broken teeth and blood blurted out.

Seeing this, the rest of the people dared to be stubborn again, and jumped out of the martial arts platform one after another.

"Feng Qingyang, you are doomed! When the time comes, the senior brothers and sisters of our sect will not let you go. ”

"No matter how strong you are, you are just a martial artist in the early stage of the Qi Transformation Realm, and when the time comes, my Evil Heaven Sect master will come, I see how arrogant you are!"

When did the disciple of the Evil Heaven Sect suffer such a big loss, and Ouyang Yun left the Zhang family with his half-dead shoulder, and released cruel words before leaving.

There were not a few disciples of the Blood Hall, one was lying on the ground and did not know life and death, one was seriously injured, and there was only one person left, he naturally couldn't take the seriously injured two people away, and he didn't dare to let out cruel words, so he had to curse Feng Qingyang half to death in his heart, and swore that he must repay today's shame!

Zhang Nanwu's face was full of bitterness, and he ordered someone to carry Wang Feng and another seriously injured disciple of the Blood Hall into the inner courtyard, and prepare to treat them with the best pills, otherwise when the time came, the high-level people of the Blood Hall would blame them, and their small family would not be able to afford it.

On the martial platform, the strength of all the disciples from the Taibai Sword Sect is average, and after fighting a few moves, they know that they are invincible, and there are still seven people left on the stage at this moment, one is Feng Qingyang, three disciples of the Linglong Sect, and three disciples of the Daotian Sect.

The same people from the Nine Authentic Sects, Feng Qingyang had a good impression of them, and said: "There are still seven people left, two more, let's continue." ”

"No need. A tall girl from the Linglong Sect said to a short girl beside him, "Senior Sister Lin, your strength is a little weaker, so go down." ”

"Okay senior sister!" The short girl did not hesitate too much, and slowly walked out of the martial arts platform.

And Wu Daosheng also made the weakest of the three of them a little Taoist priest out of the martial arts platform.

No more, no less, there are exactly five people left on the field at the moment.

At this time, Wu Daosheng looked at Feng Qingyang with a smile and said, "Brother Feng, which sect of my Nine Sects are you?"

Feng Qingyang didn't intend to hide his identity, and simply said, "Taibai Sword Sect." ”