After a duel, the competition in the four rings came to an end, the first ring, Lu Bin vs. Liu Gan, without any suspense, Lu Bin won; the third ring, Fang Zhongqu defeated Tuoba Xiong with ghostly footwork; and the fourth ring, Feng Chang defeated Jiang Kun.

So far, the top four were born, namely Yu Sanjin, Lu Bin, Fang Zhongqu and Feng Chang, after drawing lots, Yu Sanjin against Fang Zhongqu, Lu Bin against Feng Chang.

Yu Sanjin was not too surprised by this result, after all, Lu Bin, Fang Zhongqu and Feng Chang were the top three figures on the Tianjiao list, and they staggered in the previous competition and advanced to the top four, which was naturally a natural thing.

After a half-hour break, two groups of players entered the ring.

"Senior Brother Duan is so deeply hidden!" Fang Zhongqu, who was dressed in a blue robe, stood with his hands in his hands and said coldly.

"What does Senior Brother Fang mean by this?" asked Yu Sanjin.

"The strength of the boy merchant, I know, if you can defeat it, it will naturally not be all a fluke! However, I am not him! That waste has lost the face of our vein, and I, as a senior brother, must find this field!" Fang Zhongqu said.

"In this way, Senior Brother Fang wants to avenge the boy merchant?" Yu Sanjin asked indifferently.

"Revenge?haha, with his waste, he is also worthy?" Fang Zhongqu smiled, "Do you know why I am called Fang Zhongqu?" because this is my way of doing things, Fang Zhongqu, soft and hard take all!"

After that, the whole person was like a ghost, swished, disappeared in place, deceived himself, and went straight to Yu Sanjin.

Yu Sanjin was secretly shocked, he didn't expect that this arrogant son who was the third on the Tianjiao list would be so despicable, and his shot would be a sneak attack.

But Fang Zhongqu's footwork is too fast, although it is not as good as his own void retreat, it is extremely weird, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a wisp of smoke, it is used to sneak attack, it is absolutely impossible to prevent it.

Because he couldn't grasp the other party's deeds, Yu Sanjin didn't dare to slack off, his whole body condensed his true qi cover, and he could only rely on his strong true qi to break the opponent's weird footwork.

A shadow flashed in front of him, even if it disappeared, then it flashed on the left side, and then on the right side, the naked eye couldn't catch the opponent's position at all, even if he used his divine sense, it was difficult to lock on to Fang Zhongqu's figure.

Yu Sanjin found that the body technique of this square Zhongqu was much more exquisite than the footwork performed by Yuan Qing at the beginning.

Yuan Qing's body style is fast enough, after all, it is just a curve, but the direction is fixed, and Fang Zhongqu's body style has no established line at all, and the four directions of front and back, left and right, are dazzling.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning slashed across itself.

Yu Sanjin's heart sank, this Fang Zhongqu is really an extremely difficult person to deal with, with his reputation as the third on the Tianjiao list, coupled with the cultivation of the ninth layer of the spirit pool, not only took the lead in sneak attack, but also made a magic weapon as soon as he made a move, and there was no trace of the idea of keeping his hand at all.

He hurriedly leaned upside down, able to avoid the sharp knife, but his forehead could not dodge, and a handful of hair was cut off by the knife.

The sharpness of the knife was beyond Yu Sanjin's expectations, thinking about it, the treasure knife in Fang Zhongqu's hand must be extremely extraordinary, if it weren't for the slight obstruction of his true qi mask, I am afraid that it would be a piece of flesh on the forehead.

This knife mang, like cutting tofu for the true qi mask, even if his flesh and blood are not destroyed, I am afraid that he will not be able to bear it.

Where would Fang Zhongqu stop there, the figure appeared in front of him in an instant, because Yu Sanjin was lying on his back, his center of gravity was naturally unstable, at this time, the strangely shaped sharp knife in Fang Zhongqu's hand suddenly stabbed him in the heart, and the knife was very dazzling.

Yu Sanjin's legs were lightly tapped, his body was obliquely attached to the ground, and he slid back in an instant, avoiding the sword in the middle of the square, but the robe was cut off, revealing strong muscles.

Fang Zhongqu's figure suddenly condensed, stood a foot away and sneered: "It seems that you dark horse is not very good!"

Yu Sanjin straightened up, his eyes shrank, and the strange footwork coupled with the sharp knife, this Fang Zhongqu was too difficult to deal with.

However, although Fang Cai fell into the disadvantage, his Ming Wang Finger was brewed and could be issued at any time.

"Less nonsense!" Yu Sanjin shouted, his fingering was light, and a colorful peacock phantom arrow rushed towards Fang Zhongqu at a high speed.

Fang Zhongqu's figure flashed, and then disappeared, and the peacock phantom fluttered into the air.

Yu Sanjin already knew that this was the result, as soon as his fingering changed, the peacock phantom returned to front of him, and with a flap of his wings, it suddenly turned into dozens of feathers, shooting forward indiscriminately, like a wall of feathers, blocking the direction of Fang Zhongqu's advance.

"You Ming Wang finger, you can't stop my Phantom Step!" Fang Zhongqu's voice came from his side.

Yu Sanjin's face changed, Fang Zhongqu's Ever-Changing Phantom Step, the speed was too fast, his feathers were flying, and the change was only in an instant, but the other party had already reached his side.

With a wave of his big hand, the dozens of feather feathers changed direction and rushed towards the place where Fang Zhongqu had just spoken, as if flying all over the sky, covering an entire space.

But at this moment, a knife appeared out of thin air on the top of Yu Sanjin's head, menacing and unstoppable.

There was a crisp clanging sound, and a seven-rank flying sword was across Yu Sanjin's head, narrowly blocking the sword.

Yu Sanjin had long been guarding against Fang Zhongqu's sword, and he had secretly sacrificed the flying sword before, but he was afraid that he would be caught off guard and be injured by the opponent's sword, but now it seems that this step is the right one.

"The reaction is quite fast!" Fang Zhongqu joked, "Come again!"

His voice was originally still on the left side, but in an instant, it was in front, and three swords struck like lightning, shooting at Yu Sanjin's upper, middle and lower three ways, with extremely accurate and tricky angles.

After some previous struggles, Yu Sanjin had more or less adapted to the rhythm of the other party, and with the assistance of his powerful divine sense, he made a prediction, so his Ming Wang Finger had already changed his moves in advance.

At the moment when the three swords appeared, a dazzling five-colored divine light swiped out at the same time, instantly covering the three swords.

With a loud bang, the sword and the five-colored divine light collided, creating a heat wave out of thin air, followed by fierce mana fluctuations.

Yu Sanjin was secretly lucky, if it weren't for the fact that he had left his back hand again and again, Fang Zhongqu's wave of attacks would have been difficult for him to dodge, because the opponent's speed was really too fast, whether it was the body method or the Dao method, it had already reached the place where the fire was perfect.

"Yes, yes, among the disciples of the Great Luo Sect, you are the third one who can survive three rounds under my hand as fast as possible!" Fang Zhongqu shouted.

"Yes, it seems that you are extremely conceited about your Variety Phantom Step and Knife Technique, but this is not completely unbreakable!" Yu Sanjin said coldly.

"In this way, Senior Brother Duan has already found a way to crack it, Senior Brother, I'll have to wait and see!" Fang Zhongqu sneered.

"Can you break it, try my trick and you'll know!" Yu Sanjin said indifferently.