At this point, it was impossible for Fang Tianxing to withdraw from the battle. Because of the sword spirit emitted by Long Jiankong's tententh strength, the power was very terrifying, it had already bitten Fang Tianxing, he had to resist it, and he couldn't exert all his strength, so he could only fight with Long Jiankong. At this time, Fang Tianxing was still thinking of finding an opportunity to admit defeat, but this kind of opportunity was already very small. Feeling Uncle Long's murderous aura, Fang Tianxing secretly screamed badly.

"Oh, what's the situation, Uncle Long, I really don't want to fight with you for anything, you must have misunderstood what I meant, hey, what should I do now, if this continues, Uncle Long will definitely get more and more angry, what should I do, the situation is not good?"

Thinking of this, Fang Tianxing couldn't help but slow down his hands and feet, but he was stunned for a moment, and the pressure of the sword spirit of the opposite dragon sword kong immediately passed over, which frightened him, and he hurriedly made a move to stabilize it.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration crossed his mind.

"Hehehe, how did I forget Senior Yan, he is a big master, and he is still the only referee in this competition, he can't ignore it when the time comes, hehehe. Okay, Uncle Long, I'll play with you, even if you're really angry, I can't help it. In this situation, I can't stop, and I can't fight to get hurt. There are still Guihai seniors waiting for me in the back, and I have to resist it. If the situation in the back is really unbearable, isn't there still a senior Yan, hehehe, okay, then so be it. ”

Thinking of this, Fang Tianxing was engrossed in swaying his limit, that is, he sent the "Desert Lonely Smoke Straight" eight times in a row, eight times in a row, this was something he had never done before, his previous divine thoughts were only enough for five consecutive shots.

At this time, the battle had already begun to heat up, and those young people were already obsessed, and they didn't know how many tricks they had already made, they only felt that if they were to do it themselves, they would have become scum.

There was only one thought in their hearts, that is, Fang Tianxing was too bullish, except that the ox fork was still a cow fork. They didn't want to compete with Fang Tianxing anymore, because according to the current situation, Fang Tianxing had already surpassed them by too much, and it was already difficult for them to match it.

They were convinced, but unfortunately, Murong Tianjie was gone, he didn't see such a wonderful fight, if he was there, he would definitely put away his thoughts of competing with Fang Tianxing. Fang Tianxing's strength seems to have surpassed his peers by much.

Returning to the sea is the idea.

"Grass, this kid is too demonic, he has such strength at this age now, we are in the middle stage of the sword spirit, doesn't that mean that this kid's strength is already comparable to the middle stage of Jindan, no, it should be slightly stronger, our sword cultivation itself is a little stronger than the combat power of the spiritual cultivation of the same realm." Hey, hey, it's a good thing, doesn't that mean that our Wuyang candidate competition has a show, hey, hey. Okay, just by virtue of this, I'll play two more tricks with you kid in a while, so as not to make your kid look bad. ”

At this time, Guihai Yijian was still very confident, although at this time he found that Long Jiankong had already used ten percent of his strength, but he still couldn't help Fang Tianxing. But he is still very confident in his own strength.

People are sometimes so confident, and they are blind.

"Hey, it seems that Senior Brother Long has regressed, but I haven't stopped cultivating, well, but Fang Tianxing, this kid is indeed a material, and over time, he will definitely surpass us old guys." Hey, hey, but today, you're almost, the old man doesn't believe that your kid can be so crazy all the time, can't you run out of strength, hehehe. ”

After making up his mind, Guihai Yijian didn't think about anything else, and counted the moves of the two of them wholeheartedly, although it was a little difficult, but it was barely possible.

"Ah, a hundred moves, well, not bad, but you should stop, quite a bit. "Guihai is a little surprised when he counts here with a sword. With such an intense fight, the two of them insisted on a hundred moves. In his opinion, the two of them are now at the end of the crossbow, and it won't be long before he can appear. After waiting for so long, his hands were already itching, and if he knew this, he should have gone first, but fortunately he didn't.

"Hey, hey, fortunately, the old man didn't go up first, this kid's strength is really good, now the old man has the bottom in his heart, and he can definitely take him down within a hundred moves, hey, hey, when the time comes, the first swordsman in Wuyang will be mine." ”

Thinking of this, he looked at the field again, at this time the battle between the two was already inseparable, they had already fought more than a hundred moves, and both sides had not yet exhausted their strength.

"Hehehe, Senior Brother Long is old and strong, his strength is very strong, he is worthy of being the first swordsman in Wuyang back then, it seems that he has not stopped cultivating all these years, this strength alone is not bad. ”

Seeing their battle at this time, Yan Chaoran smiled and chatted with King Wuyang.

"Hey, Brother Yan, you can still laugh, why do I seem to have a feeling of shock. Senior Brother Long's strength is good, but he is already a little out of breath, look at that kid, grandma is a bear, that breath is still very long, I wonder, where did he get so much energy?"

"Brother Bai, this may be that kid's secret, let's leave it alone. After all, he is the heir chosen by the Sword God, and he has some outstanding features, which is also normal, what I am worried about is that if it goes on like this, Senior Brother Long will not be able to withstand it first. I also wondered a little, this kid was obviously a sword cultivator, but he had such surging spiritual power in his body. If it is said that Senior Brother Long has so many on him, I am not surprised, after all, he is in the middle stage of the Sword Spirit. But this kid is clearly still building seven layers of foundation. Also, what he emitted is still sword qi, and it stands to reason that sword qi can't be compared to sword spirit at all."

Yan Chaoran's words hadn't finished yet, and the King of Dancing Yang couldn't wait.

"Yes, the sword qi can't be compared with the sword spirit, but there are a lot of people, just like ants bite an elephant to death, and a good man can't stand the crowd. Hey, I took this kid, I don't know what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd?"

"Well, in my opinion, this kid originally wanted to find a chance to admit defeat, but now he is riding a tiger and it is difficult, you think about it, how they fought at the beginning, swaying, swaying, just like two girls, boring. Now, hehehe, Senior Brother Long seems to have done his best. ”

"Hmm, Brother Yan, do you mean that the stinky boy hasn't done his best yet? Oh, my God, I'm grass, good, good, good, hmph, feng shui takes turns, it's our turn to dance Yang this year, hey, Brother Yan, I'm so excited, what should I do, you are steady." ”

"Hehehe, Brother Bai, what are you anxious about, look, look, what you are surprised is still behind, there are already more than 200 moves, Senior Brother Long is almost unbearable, hehehe, this Senior Brother Hai should be honest. ”

The two of their seniors were chatting leisurely here, while Fang Tianxing and Long Jiankong were roaring hoarsely there. (To be continued.) )